I quickly turned the person over, and it was indeed Zang Zhiqiang.

With the faint lightning, he saw his eyes closed tightly and his face turned pale.

I wanted to find out if he had any breath. As soon as my hand reached in front of his face, his eyes suddenly opened.

I was so scared that I shivered, and quickly retracted my hand. When I saw his eyes turning back and forth, I couldn't help but say coldly: "You will find a place to sleep."

Zang Zhiqiang did not respond and was still lying there.

Although I became angry as soon as I saw him, I knew that his situation was wrong. After hesitating, I lifted his upper body up a little to see clearly his condition.

As I moved, I suddenly heard a "pop" sound, as if something had fallen on the ground.

Zang Zhiqiang's eyes showed a look of panic, and he blinked at me twice, his eyes tilted downward, as if he wanted to tell me what was important there.

I frowned and groped in the direction of the sound. I felt something cold and my heart suddenly moved.

Soul-hiding coffin!

I took the soul-hiding coffin in front of me and looked at it. Then, Zang Zhiqiang, who seemed to have completely lost his ability to move, vaguely thought of the key.

I tried to ask him, "Have you been in a soul?"

Zang Zhiqiang couldn't speak, but he blinked at me twice quickly.

I sneered: "Since that's the case, I won't disturb you."

Zang Zhiqiang's eyes showed a look of panic and he blinked at me repeatedly.

I didn't want to pay attention to this person anymore, but I didn't expect to let go when he suddenly raised one hand and grabbed it in my hand.

He seemed to want to grab my hand, but just glanced at the back of my hand and then fell back.

His actions aroused my curiosity.

The ability of the Tibetan Yin lineage to use its soul to explore the crypt is indeed full of mystery, but I have never seen anyone lie on the ground when performing magic numbers.

At this time, Zang Zhiqiang's lips opened and closed twice.

Because the distance between the two was quite close, although he did not make a sound, I also saw through my lip shape that he said: "Save me."

"Save you?" I turned my eyes and asked tentatively: "You have a soul, but the soul cannot return to the attached body?"

Zang Zhiqiang blinked twice, gave a positive answer, and said verbally again: "Save me, please."

"Why should I save you?"

Although I don’t know why he became like this, I was somewhat happy when I saw him asking me for help.

I have roughly guessed his current situation, hiding his vagina and exploring his acupoints. It does not mean that the three souls and seven spirits of the whole person will be separated from the body. If that is the case, it is equivalent to leaving the body with the soul. Although it will not be killed, it will be quite harmful to the person who casts the artifact.

Judging from Zang Zhiqiang's appearance, he mostly wanted to use the soul-hiding coffin to achieve a certain purpose, but for some reason, the separated souls could not be summoned back.

The consequence of this is that if the soul cannot join the spiritual platform, even if he does not become an idiot, he will always remain like a dead dog.

Zang Zhiqiang didn't speak anymore, but his eyes showed a pleading look.

He was tortured in a mental hospital and was even more miserable at this time.

Although I was annoyed that he was betrayal, I had no deep hatred with him.

After a moment of hesitation, I whispered to the Soul-Hidden Coffin that Zang Zhiqiang taught me.

Perhaps because my soul once entered this small coffin, when reciting the Scripture, I could vaguely sense some of the feelings conveyed by the soul-hiding coffin itself.

This is by no means an illusion. The fact is that when a person's Taoism reaches a certain level, or for some other special reasons, the person who casts the magic will have a special sense of emotion with the magic weapon.

At this time, I felt that Zang Zhiqiang's missing soul seemed to be nearby, and the soul itself seemed to want to return, but for some reason, it was that it could not be recruited.

After trying several times without success, looking at Zang Zhiqiang, two drops of turbid tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, and a look of despair appeared in his eyes.

I am not a soft-hearted person and have no good feelings for him, but I can't do it if I want me to watch a person who has no grudge die in front of me.

This time I did not hesitate, put down the soul-hiding coffin, opened my left hand and pressed it on Zang Zhiqiang's forehead, and pinched my right hand at the same time, quickly chanting:

"Heaven is heaven, earth is earth; if yin and yang do not enter, your sin will not be eliminated..."

Then he flipped his right hand suddenly and said loudly: "Those who receive the ghost order come and report quickly, order!"

The word "Chi" exited, Zang Zhiqiang's originally limp body suddenly shook, and then he turned over and sat up.

“Hu…hu…”

He gasped for a few breaths, looked at me, and said with a complicated expression: "Thank you."

I didn't say anything, just looked at him coldly.

This is the second time I have used the Taiyin to command the ghost order. Last time in the hospital morgue, the ‘216’ was dead, and my soul could still be arrested from the Yin-Yang Road by me. Zang Zhiqiang was not dead, and it was expected that the missing soul would be recalled.

However, this also proves again that the magic tricks in ghost magic are indeed kingly.

I no longer cared about Zang Zhiqiang, stood up and prepared to continue looking for the body that was shaking three kilograms.

Zang Zhiqiang stood up, looked around and asked me: "You are looking for that sky lantern when you come here?"

Seeing that I didn't answer, he laughed dryly, "You must think now that I am a traitor. But if you were me, you were beaten and killed, and you would be threatened and used by someone, what would you do?

Haha, no matter what, you saved my life just now. I will still fulfill my previous promise and help you find what you are looking for."

I still didn't respond, but I thought to myself that saving your life is inevitable. If you know how to be grateful, of course I wouldn't refuse to give another guide light.

"Although the Yin Evil here cannot hurt people, it will hinder the vision."

Zang Zhiqiang said, put the soul-hiding coffin into the treasure bag, took out another thing, put it on his mouth and blew it twice, and the thing suddenly lit up with a fire.

Only then did I see clearly that he was holding the two fire pieces that were exactly the same as those given to me before.

It's strange that although the flashlight I carry with me is small, its performance is much better than that of ordinary household flashlights. In this room, it can only emit a faint light like a firefly.

But his primitive fire tilt was a little brighter, although it could not be said to be dazzling, but it could illuminate the range of two or three meters in a radius.

"This fire eye is the same as the two I gave you, called Yin and Yang Fire. The bone powder and sea marshal corpse oil are added to it. Not only does it burn for a long time, the fire can also penetrate Yin evil, but it is easier to use than your flashlight."

Zang Zhiqiang said, handing me his eyes on the fire.

I took it without hesitation, put away the flashlight and said coldly: "Don't tell me, these are temporary preparations after you came out of the mental hospital. Haha, it seems that you have a strong foundation."

"You also know where I am doing. How could I carry all these with you?" Zang Zhiqiang smiled, "But there are only three fire eyes left, this is the last one."

"Are you so generous?"
Chapter completed!