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Xia Mian knew that this old ghost was evil!

Obviously they had this idea, but Master Yuanqing and the others thought they were asking Huo Changyu to do something. Good guy, invisibly, Master Yuanqing and the others were inferior to Huo Changyu.

However, this ghost still had a calm expression on his face, "Master Yuanqing, there is no need to be polite, I will not allow such a cult to remain in the world."

When Xia Mian looked at Master Yuanqing again, she was really touched and praised the Ghost King for his righteousness.

At this moment, a man in a black cloak came out and saw them, "You guys! Yes! It's you!"

Xia Mian and others stood over obediently. After looking at it for a few times, the man said to them: "There are not enough people inside. Go and help."

"Yes."

Following this man into a room, I discovered that there were many corpses lying in various directions, and some people were doing something unknown to the corpses.

Huo Changyu's eyes were a little cold. These people actually trapped the souls of ghosts in corpses, sealed the seven orifices and brought them back. What these people are doing now is to get these ghosts out and make them into ghost slaves.

There are many evil ghosts among them, as well as some who have just died and haven't had time to do evil yet, and there are even some child ghosts.

This scene is chilling, and the smiles on the faces of those evil cultivators make this scene even more terrifying.

There were several ghosts trying to break free, struggling desperately to escape, but they couldn't get out of the room. Xia Mian could see clearly that when there were several ghosts that were about to run out of the house, they would be blocked by a transparent barrier. .

Some ghosts were unwilling to just sit back and wait for death. They rushed towards those evil cultivators and tried to fight them to the death, but failed.

There seemed to be something on these evil cultivators that prevented these ghosts from doing anything to them. For a while, the whole room was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and howling, as if they were in hell.

There were also a few ghosts huddled in the corner, not daring to move, watching the constant entanglement between these evil ghosts and evil cultivators.

When Xia Mian glanced at the corner of the room inadvertently, there was an alchemy furnace there, and there was a ghost hiding behind the alchemy furnace.

Xia Mian was not sure and took another look, "Zhang Yan?"

Zhang Yan was hiding in the gap between the alchemy furnace and the wall. Suddenly she heard someone calling her name. When she saw that it was an evil cultivator wearing the same clothes, she immediately shrank back.

"You made a mistake, I am not Zhang Yan, I am not Zhang Yan."

Seemingly at the point of extreme fear, Xia Mian frowned. The moment Zhang Yan poked his head in, Xia Mian was sure that the ghost in front of him was Zhang Yan.

Huo Changyu had been paying attention to Xia Mian. When he heard Xia Mian's shout just now, he glanced in that direction and pursed his lips.

Xia Mian has a guess. The corpses and ghosts in this room are not all people killed by evil images, right?

When those evil cultivators saw Xia Mian and the others standing here, they couldn't help but curse: "What are you doing standing there? Come and help!"

None of them moved, but an evil cultivator came over cursing, "You don't understand, do you? What are you doing standing there like that? Do your work!"

Xia Mian and the others still didn't move. The man rolled up his sleeves and came over, "You don't take me seriously, do you? Don't you understand that I asked you to work?"

Just when the punch was about to reach them, the evil cultivator flew out upside down, and Huo Changyu carelessly stroked his sleeves.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The evil cultivators in the room finally sensed that something was wrong and slowly gathered around. Some wanted to run out to report the news, but Master Yuan Qing and Chu Yifan quickly blocked the entrance.

The man who was beaten was lying on the ground vomiting blood, holding his chest and half sitting on the ground, looking at the man in a black cloak in front of him in horror, "Who are you?"

Huo Changyu pulled down his hood, revealing his unparalleled handsome face, and looked at the evil cultivator in the room expressionlessly.

Some ghosts were happy, "It's His Highness the Ghost King! It's His Highness who has come to save us!"

Those evil cultivators were not so happy. When they heard that the man in front of them was the Ghost King, they were trembling with fear. So they took in some imps and alerted the Ghost King?

These people are all at the lowest level, doing the dirty work that the higher-ups are unwilling to do. They have no idea that their venerable leader has stolen the bones of the Ghost King, and they shamelessly want to turn the Ghost King into a ghost slave. .

"Say! Where is your venerable?"

After knowing that Huo Changyu was the ghost king, these evil cultivators did not dare to resist. The person in front of them was the ghost king. Even if they ran away today, they would still have to work under others when they died one day. Who would Dare you resist?

But they are at the bottom. They have only seen the left and right guardians at most, and have never seen what the venerable looks like.

"Your Highness, Ghost King, spare your life, we really don't know!"

Looking at them, Xia Mian didn't look like they were telling lies. She pulled Huo Changyu's sleeve and whispered, "It seems like they are not lying. Why not ask where the guardians are and start with them."

Huo Changyu nodded, "Who are the guardians on the left and right?"

An evil cultivator hurriedly said: "The left guardian's name is Ma Wenqiong, and he lives in the courtyard on the far left side of the small building. The right guardian's name is Niu Zhaoxing, and he lives in the courtyard on the far right side of the small building. But they usually come in the evening. Will return to the yard."

Xia Mian was a little speechless. Could it be that the guardian on the left and the right had a bull head and a horse face?One has the surname Niu and the other has the surname Ma. What kind of combination is this?

Xia Mian glanced at his watch. It was only six o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still some time before dark, which meant they couldn't go out from here.

Looking at these evil cultivators, "Be honest!"

The evil cultivators were trembling. Under the questioning of Xia Mian and others, they told how many evil statues they had sold in recent days, how many people they had killed, and how they managed to smuggle the corpses over after killing people without attracting the discovery of the police. Everything is explained clearly.

Chu Yifan tied these people up with ropes and drove them into a corner. He also posted a mute note in the room so that they would not be afraid of their calls for help being heard by evil cultivators outside.

Xia Mian also took this opportunity to find Zhang Yan, "Zhang Yan, do you recognize me? I am Jiang Yu's friend."

Zhang Yan shrank back when he heard Jiang Yu, "I know I was wrong! Don't kill me!"

Xia Mian had a dark look on her face, she was already dead, how could she kill her?

"Come out and ask me something!"

Zhang Yan came out tremblingly. Huo Changyu stood next to Xia Mian. Zhang Yan's heart was pounding, how could Jiang Yu's friend be so powerful, even the ghost king knew him.

He whispered: "What do you want to ask?"

"When did you come here?"

Zhang Yan tilted his head and thought for a while, his memory was a little fuzzy. He could only remember watching helplessly as he got into a car accident, his body was crushed by a truck, and then he came to this small house.