My phone can catch ghosts

The male ghosts quickly replied: "It's the female ghost, it's on that female ghost."

"Where is the female ghost hiding now?" Bai Moling asked urgently.

All five male ghosts shook their heads and said, "We really don't know about this!"

In the end, Luo Hao, who really couldn't ask anything, directly rescued them all.

"Let's go find Zhou Yunxiang, he must know where Wang Shuhua is!" Bai Moling suggested.

Luo Hao shook his head and said: "After we rescued him earlier, instead of letting us stay to protect him, he hurriedly drove us away, which means he should have some means to deal with Wang Shuhua."

"Even if we come to expose his lies, he will find other reasons to prevaricate us."

Bai Moling said angrily: "Then arrest him, he is not a good person anyway."

Luo Hao looked at Bai Moling amusedly, and said, "White Lady really hates evil."

Bai Moling snorted coldly and said, "I hate those scumbags the most."

"Okay, let's go then, you don't need to arrest him, just keep an eye on him." Luo Hao turned around and left.

"Wang Shuhua can be found just by looking at him?" Bai Moling asked suspiciously.

Luo Hao said: "Every day Zhou Yunxiang lives, Wang Shuhua's resentment will increase by one point. For his own life, Zhou Yunxiang will definitely find a way to get rid of Wang Shuhua as soon as possible."

"As long as you follow him, Wang Shuhua will definitely appear."

So, Luo Hao and Bai Moling came to Zhou Yunxiang's house again, but this time they didn't go in directly, but hid around.

The lights at Zhou Yunxiang's house had already been turned off. Although no one was seen, Luo Hao had detected that the person was indeed at home.

Luo Hao and Bai Moling hid in the grass on one side, blowing the cool night breeze, accompanied by the bright moon in the sky, and the complicated thoughts in their hearts gradually cleared up.

"Mo Ling, why are you obsessed with finding diary paper?" Luo Hao asked casually.

"Didn't I tell you? It's for the legacy of the Dafazong behind the diary paper!" Bai Moling replied immediately.

"I always feel that you are fooling me." Luo Hao said.

"No la!"

The smile on Bai Moling's face gradually disappeared, before she said after a long while: "Actually, there are other reasons, it's for a friend."

"Friend?" Luo Hao became interested.

With a reminiscence look on Bai Moling's face, she said: "It was he who told me about this diary paper, and he also lost his life looking for the diary paper, so I want to take his regret and see What kind of treasure is in that relic?"

While the two were chatting, there was finally movement from Zhou Yunxiang's home.

The door of that house was quietly opened, and a figure came out. He was wrapped up tightly, like a thief, and went out nervously.

"Go, keep up!"

No need to ask, the person who came was naturally Zhou Yunxiang, Luo Hao immediately called Bai Moling to catch up.

Zhou Yunxiang ran fast with his back bent, but because of fear, he kept looking around and fell down several times in a panic, and it was even more impossible to find that there were two people following him.

The journey was not far, and Zhou Yunxiang soon arrived at his destination.

This is a mass grave, with earthen graves everywhere, and paper money all over the sky was blown everywhere by the cold wind.

The branches were whistling by the cold night wind, coupled with the occasional will-o'-the-wisps, which made Zhou Yunxiang tremble involuntarily when he came here.

Even so, Zhou Yunxiang still held on to the fear in his heart, walking back and forth in the cemetery, as if he was looking for something.

Not long after, Zhou Yunxiang finally stopped. He stood beside a dry grave that had been abandoned for many years, took out a shovel from his body, and began to dig the grave.

It didn't take long for the dry grave to be dug up, and there appeared a large and a small body in the grave, tightly wrapped in cloth strips.

"Shuhua, Zaizai, you... don't blame me, I really didn't mean to kill you." Zhou Yunxiang knelt down to the grave and worshiped in a trembling voice.

"I specifically asked the archmage for a method to block the ghosts. You forced me to do this. I really have no choice. You want my life, so I can only protect myself."

Zhou Yunxiang took out a small clay pot from his body, which contained the "Jingxie Treasure Water" he begged from a great mage.

This water is condensed with rootless water, boy's urine, pure yang blood and spirit pills, combined with the magic spell of the great mage, and it is specially designed to suppress ghost-level ghosts.

Zhou Yunxiang opened the clay pot, ready to pour the treasure water of purifying evils on the corpse. As long as the corpse is soaked in the treasure water at midnight, the ghosts of Wang Shuhua and Zaizai will be completely purified.

At the moment when Zhou Yunxiang was about to pour Baoshui down, there was a sudden strong wind around him, and then the female ghost Wang Shuhua appeared riding the black wind and rushed towards Zhou Yunxiang.

Zhou Yunxiang hurriedly jumped down from the grave and was about to pour the treasure water of purging evil spirits, but saw the little ghost Zaizai suddenly appearing behind him, grabbed his arm, and wanted to snatch the pot.

"Go away!"

Zhou Yunxiang yelled, and suddenly a black dagger was drawn from the sleeve of his right hand, and it directly stabbed Zaizai.

The dagger seemed to be able to hurt the ghost body, Zaizai let go of Zhou Yunxiang with a cry of pain.

"This is what you asked for, and I want you to be wiped out now."

Zhou Yunxiang's face was full of madness, he directly cut the cloth strips on the corpse with a dagger, poured out the liquid in the clay pot, and was about to pour it on the corpse.

"No!"

Wang Shuhua let out a shrill ghost cry, trying to stop it, but it was too late.