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Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 61 - 61: First Encounter with the Evil Spirit
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Chapter 61: Chapter 61: First Encounter with the Evil Spirit

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Hearing this voice, Zhao Huai, who was thinking in his head, was pulled back to reality.

There was a creepy feeling all over his body.

As he looked up, he feared that a ghostly face would appear right in front of him.

Even though he comforted himself in his mind that the other party might be a beauty.

But no matter how he thought about it, it still seemed absurd. After all, even the most beautiful woman, transformed into a ghost, would have a face that could scare people to death.

After all, the more beautiful the ghost, the more terrifying it is!

Fortunately, after Zhao Huai raised his head, he did not encounter the scary face he imagined.

The woman in white just gently turned around, her eyes staring straight at Zhao Huai.

At this point, Zhao Huai also realized what she was digging, the woman’s hand holding a skull covered in yellow soil.

“Could it be because of that thing?”

Zhao Huai suddenly thought of the human bone that the stupid bird had brought back.

It’s likely that it was because of that evil skull that he had such a dream.

Afterwards, Zhao Huai finally saw the woman’s face clearly, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Unexpectedly, this white-clothed woman was not ugly. On the contrary, she had delicate features and was a quietly dressed beauty.

Her long, black hair cascading down her shoulders was very clean. Her oval face was extremely fair, and at first glance, she had a radiant beauty.

“Is this really an Evil Spirit?”

For a moment, Zhao Huai was somewhat doubtful.

However, he did not let down his guard, because it was not ruled out that the Evil Spirit could disguise its appearance. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.ɴet

“Have you seen my husband?”

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The lady in white asked again.

“Husband? What husband?”

Zhao Huai frowned, not understanding what she was talking about.

With his understanding of this era, the term “husband” seemed to be a title from the previous dynasty. In the Xia Country, people mostly called their husbands “lord” or occasionally “Guanren.” The term “husband” was a long time

ago.

“My husband. ”

“I haven’t seen him.”

Being asked several times, Zhao Huai became impatient and directly answered.

But what happened next left Zhao Huai dumbfounded.

The white-clothed woman before him suddenly clenched her thin hand, and the skull in her palm was instantly crushed. She then stood up.

With an expressionless face, she picked up the lantern from the ground and slowly walked towards Zhao Huai’s direction. The flame in the lantern swayed slightly.

“Well… It seems I shouldn’t have answered that casually.”

Zhao Huai was stupefied for a moment, then realized the key point. If he answered that he hadn’t seen her, wouldn’t it anger the Evil Spirit?

Carrying the lantern, the white-clothed woman walked slowly, her entire body drifting. Her white embroidered shoes stepped on the ground without making a sound, as if just brushing the surface.

Her whole being exuded an extremely eerie aura that Zhao Huai couldn’t quite describe.

Reason told him that he should run now, but honestly, he didn’t know where to run.

This was a dream!

Where could he run to?

Zhao Huai felt the strength in his body. Although his True Qi was gone and his belongings were missing, it seemed that the effects of his destiny were still in place?

That is to say, he only had the strength of his flesh body left. Relying on the power of the Peak Ultimate’s Intension, he should be able to exert an explosive force of ten thousand pounds. Could he confront this female ghost head-on? In a matter of moments, the white-clothed woman had already reached Zhao Huai’s face.

Under such close observation, her quiet and delicate face, illuminated by the lantern in her hand, appeared incredibly real.

It was as if she was not an Evil Spirit, but a real person.

The white-clothed woman stood in front of him without moving, while Zhao Huai remained on guard.

“Have you really not seen my husband?”

The white-clothed woman’s large eyes stared at Zhao Huai, bright and watery, and had a unique beauty to them.

Zhao Huai thought for a moment, then hesitated, “Who is your husband?”

The woman in white quickly replied, “Liu Lang.”

Zhao Huai tried to avoid any unpleasant incidents, pretended to think, shook his head, “Sorry, I really haven’t seen him.”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Huai clearly saw the flame in the lantern dim and flicker.The bright moon overhead was quickly covered by a black cloud.

At this moment, Zhao Huai felt an ominous premonition.

There was only one thought in his mind.

Run!

Zhao Huai took flight, running with all his might, not looking back.

About the time he had run a few breaths away, a heart-wrenching scream followed from behind.

“Husband! Where are you!”

His voice had already become somewhat distant, Zhao Huai had at least run fifty meters, during this time, that woman had not moved.

Zhao Huai didn’t dare to look back, continuing to run with all his might, but the scream still gave him goosebumps.

Whoosh-

An eerie cold wind blew past him, making Zhao Huai shudder. He stepped over the small stream again and had already run quite far.

But the next second.

The woman in white appeared in front of him, more than ten meters away, inside a forest.

At this moment, the woman’s white robe was filled with a ghostly red glow, and the color of her dress suddenly changed.

Even the lantern in her hand turned into a bloody red color!

The originally beautiful face was replaced by a hideous one!

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Her mouth was like a gully, and her smile resembled that of a clown, the corners of her mouth cracked open to the point of her ears, with sharp teeth inside!

Her slender fingers became sharp and lengthy claws, each as long as a chopstick!

Zhao Huai immediately turned around and ran back, shouting as he ran:

“Damn it! How can I wake up from a dream!” As he ran, the woman appeared in front of him again.

It was as if she could teleport.

Zhao Huai stood still, gasping for air, watching the slowly approaching ghost, a nameless fire rising in his heart.

Come on, you want a head-on confrontation? Come!

Zhao Huai clenched his fists, took up a stance, and prepared to strike.

“Evil spirit, take my punch!”

The woman in white slowly approached, showing no intention of dodging.

Zhao Huai’s body leaped, punching the air with a forceful whoosh, carrying immense power.

With a “thud,” he landed a solid punch on her, sending her flying. But Zhao Huai didn’t have time to celebrate, as the woman in white disappeared again.

Just as he turned his head.

In the next instant, a terrifying ghostly face appeared in front of him.

At an unknown time, those five long, pale nails were gripping his hand!

Zhao Huai raised his right hand, ready to strike again.

But everything in front of him suddenly became blurry.

With a splash, it suddenly shattered. “Husband, husband, what’s wrong with you?!”

An anxious voice suddenly rang in his ears.

At this moment, Yu Qinghan’s disheveled hair was draped over her smooth shoulders, her expression extremely worried. Her jade-like hands gripping Zhao Huai’s hand, shaking it forcefully.

Zhao Huai groggily opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed with his wife in front of him.

Seeing him awake, Yu Qinghan let out a sigh of relief and said worriedly, “Husband, you scared me. What were you dreaming about? Your expression was wrong, and you even said… go die?”

Zhao Huai sat up, holding his head and reassuringly smiled.

“It’s nothing, just had a nightmare.” When he sat up, he noticed something strange.

There was a sharp pain coming from his arm.

He lifted the blanket and saw five deep blood marks on his arm, silently bleeding.