I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Xiaopang was digging the hole with all his might. Uncle Huzi and I were watching from the side. Xiaopang was working very quickly. In less than half an hour, he had dug a big hole in that place. The engineer shovel soon hit something hard, so I asked Xiaopang to dig more gently so as not to damage the things inside.

Soon, Xiaopang dug out ten large jars. Uncle Huzi and I carefully carried the jars up and placed them on the ground.

Each of these jars is heavy and has black talisman paper pasted on it.

After digging out all the jars, Xiaopang clapped his hands and climbed out of the pit: "Xiaojie, I worked hard tonight. I'm a little hungry now. I want to eat something good later."

"No problem. After daybreak, let Boss Xu treat you to a feast."

I called out and looked around the jars one by one.

"Young master, what's in this jar? Do you want to open it and take a look?" Uncle Huzi was very curious.

"Don't look at it, it's nothing, the jar is filled with dirt." I said flatly.

"Why did the Japanese put so much soil in the jar?" Uncle Huzi was even more surprised.

"This is not ordinary soil. When those Japanese devils massacred the people of Jinling City, blood flowed like a river. They put the soil mixed with the blood of countless people into jars. Each jar contained the souls of at least three hundred people, commonly known as the Three Hundred Jars. A total of ten jars were dug out, which means that the souls of nearly three thousand people were sealed here." I explained.

"The Japanese slaughtered 300,000 innocent civilians in Jinling City back then. These 3,000 people are just a drop in the bucket. There are several mass graves alone." Uncle Huzi said indignantly.

"The Japanese have done too many evil things, and they will get their comeuppance sooner or later. Otherwise, why are there earthquakes in their area every day? They deserve it." I said hatefully.

"It will sink sooner or later." Xiaopang grinned.

Originally, I wanted to liberate all the souls in these jars, but there are too many of them and my ability is limited. If I rely on myself, I probably won’t be able to liberate them all in a month.

As for the matter of salvation, we still have to find Yuankong. When the time comes, let him take the jar back to Lingjue Temple. There are many monks there, and they can perform the salvation slowly. I really can't do this job.

After digging out the jars, we found a place to put them. It was already dawn.

I didn't feel very tired. It might be because I ate the elixir made from the fruit of the Rafflesia mother flower. I still feel full of strength and feel very energetic.

It just makes me feel a little depressed and like it’s a waste.

Just to deal with such a small devil, I wasted a pill made from the fruit of the Rafflesia. I was planning to save it for big occasions in the future.

But on second thought, it’s not a waste. After all, this thing can subtly improve my cultivation.

Besides, given the situation at that time, it seemed like there was no other way if I didn't use it.

Thinking of this, I felt relieved. I went back to the dormitory arranged by Boss Xu, lay down and fell asleep.

This time the three of us slept in one room, and before going to bed, I released the charm spirit to stand guard for us.

I'm worried that that Japanese devil Baichuan Yizhen will bring his men to cause trouble for us.

There must be many top-notch Jiujiu masters lurking in Jinling City, so I have to be on guard.

The three of us slept until noon.

When I opened my eyes and turned around, I saw two people sitting next to me.

One is Kasan and the other is Yuankong.

I don't know when they both came.

Mei Ling is very familiar with both of them, so she naturally wouldn't wake me up.

Seeing that I opened my eyes, Kasan smiled and said, "Brother Wu, you are awake..."

"When did you two come?" I sat up.

"We have been here for more than two hours. Seeing that you were sleeping so soundly, we didn't wake you up. If you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while." Yuankong also looked at me with a smile.

"I'm not sleepy anymore. How can I sleep when I see you guys?"

I had just woken up when I heard footsteps in the corridor outside the room.

"This Wu Laoliu must have offended someone again. He couldn't handle it himself, so he called a few of us over..." This was the voice of the sloppy Taoist priest.

Soon, the door was pushed open, and the sloppy Taoist priest walked in with Brother Gu and Chi Lang.

Jinling City is not far from Jurong Maoshan. It only takes two or three hours to get there by car, which is really fast.

Hearing the noise of talking, Uncle Huzi and Xiaopang also woke up.

"Brothers are all here. They came quite quickly this time." I grinned at everyone.

"Wu Laoliu, tell us what trouble you have gotten into this time. Let us have some fun if you tell us." The sloppy Taoist priest spoke in a sarcastic tone as soon as he came up.

"I'm afraid you'll be unhappy if I tell you this. This is a big job. If we do it well, our brothers can make a lot of money." I said with a smile.

"Hurry up and tell me, don't keep us in suspense. I see this factory is quite big, you must have made a lot of money." The sloppy Taoist priest said impatiently.

"This time we're fighting the Japanese again, and the one they're fighting is a top-notch master from Jiujiu." I said seriously.

"Why is it that this Japs has been haunting us all the time? We've encountered him several times, right? It seems like Xiaojie is unlucky every time he encounters him. Both times he had to overcome the tribulation were because of him. It seems like it's still two years before Xiaojie has to overcome the tribulation?" said Brother Gu.

I immediately told everyone briefly about how Shirakawa Kazuma had set up the Feng Shui scheme to persecute Boss Xu. The key point was that the guy named Shirakawa Kazuma had run away.

Our main goal now is to find where Shirakawa Kazuma is, find him, and kill him.

When the sloppy Taoist heard this, he was furious.

"You are such a good guy, Wu Laoliu. I really thought you were going to make us rich. It turns out you want us to come here and do hard labor for you. This problem can't be solved without a few million." The sloppy Taoist looked at me angrily.

"Luo Laoliu, I told you that you have a short vision. You really have a very short vision. Think about it carefully. The Japanese are very rich. We are doing a job that is robbing the gangs. If we want money, we should naturally ask the Japanese. If we don't have guns and cannons, the Japanese will make them for us." I chuckled.

"It's easy to say, as if the Japanese's money is right in front of us." The sloppy Taoist priest looked unconvinced.

At this time, Xiaopang suddenly stood up and pulled out the bloody half-pulled underpants of Shirakawa Kazuma from his trouser pocket: "Brother Luo, this is the money, I've warmed it up."