My aunt is very good at catching ghosts but she is very silly.

Are you kidding? This is the home of evil cultivators!

Who knows what level of cultivation he has reached. What if the two of them go in and everything is lost in the hands of the evil cultivator?

"Whatever are you going to do? We've come here already, let's go in and have a look!" Song Chan not only didn't drag her, but instead let her be pulled by Bu Wan to continue walking in.

"Boss, this is no joke!" Song Chan was anxious. He lowered his voice and tried to dissuade her. "My master once warned us that if we encounter evil cultivators, we must not act rashly. We should be the first to do so. It’s time to go back and report to the master.”

"When you go back and report to the teacher, the day lily will be cold." Chi Wan said speechlessly, "Don't worry! As long as I'm here, I won't let you die here."

Song Chan said, "..."

When Song Chan saw that she was determined to go in, he couldn't say anything else, for fear that the two of them would speak too loudly, which would directly alert the evil cultivators inside.

There was no light in the dark passage. In order to take care of Song Chan, sooner or later he took out his mobile phone to provide lighting.

The further the two of them walked in, the stench that hit their nostrils made their eyes hurt.

Not long after, a door painted with runes appeared in front of them.

The door was unlocked. Song Chan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but sooner or later he kicked the door open without saying a word.

Oh my god, this big guy is too aggressive, right?

This is the lair of evil cultivators. Hey, evil cultivators! ! !

Song Chan's heart was beating fast. He couldn't help but remind him, "Boss! Please take it easy! Our lives are in your hands now!"

The corner of Chibu's mouth twitched slightly, "I'm just a little evil cultivator. I'm so scared. I'll scare you."

Not to mention that the evil cultivator is seriously injured now, even if he is not injured, it will be more than enough to deal with him sooner or later.

Sooner or later, I held up my cell phone and looked around the entire basement. There was something weird everywhere in it. Eight pieces of yellow cloth hanging from the ceiling were hanging straight down. The maroon runes on them were drawn with the blood of people who died in vain. of.

Sooner or later, I felt that it was an eyesore, so I stretched out my hand and pulled off the rag in front of my eyes.

Song Chan followed her in and found a pool of dried blood next to the futon.

"Boss, where is the evil cultivator?" He pinched his nose and asked cautiously.

"He noticed him and ran away first." Chi Bu replied slowly.

Then, she released the kid from the hosta and said, "Little kid, look at this place."

The kid looked around and nodded, then he ran straight to the desk aside.

Chi Bu and Song Chan looked in his direction and saw a pile of small ceramic bottles placed on the table, at least twenty or thirty, with talismans affixed to each bottle.

"Sister, my parents are among these bottles." The kid looked back at Wanwan. He didn't dare to reach out and touch these bottles because the charms attached to them would hurt him.

After he accidentally came out of the bottle last time, he wanted to rescue his parents together, but as soon as his hand touched the bottle, the talisman on it was knocked away.

He was still in pain for a long time after being injured by the talisman!

Hearing this, she walked towards the little ghost sooner or later. She picked up a bottle on the desk, tore off the talisman paper on it and opened the lid. A male ghost in his thirties was released.

"Don't eat me, don't eat me, please don't eat me, master." The man squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, trembling with fear.

"No one will eat you now!" Chi Bu said quietly.

When the male ghost heard the voice of a girl, he slowly raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was not an evil cultivator who put him in a bottle.

The male ghost glanced at Wanwan and Song Chan, as well as the little ghost beside them, and then asked stumblingly, "You... who are you?"

"Please call me Lei Feng!" Sooner or later he replied with two words.

Hearing this, Song Chan burst into laughter. This big man's words were quite humorous.

Wanwan's eyes immediately glanced at him, "Why are you still standing there? Come over and help!"

Song Chan said "Oh" weakly, and then helped to release the ghost from the bottle.

In a short time, the basement was filled with ghosts.

There are men, women, young, middle-aged and even children among them, but there are no old ghosts.

The kid watched each ghost being released, and there was only one bottle left on the table, but he never saw his parents.

Sooner or later, she picked up the last bottle. Seeing that the kid was already anxious, she paused in her movements, and finally tore off the talisman paper on the bottle.

The last ghost was also released, a high school student just wearing a school uniform.

The kid's last hope was shattered. He couldn't help crying anymore, "Mom and Dad, my parents are not here. Could they have been eaten by evil cultivators?"

Evil cultivators eat ghosts to practice, which is one of the ways they promote their cultivation.

So every now and then, someone will die.

Sooner or later, she wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say. She was really not good at comforting people.

She searched up and down the counter, but there were no other bottles.

Could it be that...this kid's parents have really become the nourishment for evil cultivators?

Seeing this, Song Chan reached out and gently stroked his head.

This brat's family is so pitiful. Even if they were killed for making money, they even fell into the hands of evil cultivators after their death.

Unlucky things that others would never encounter in their lifetimes finally happened to them.

It was really miserable.

Sooner or later, she saw some jars with runes on the ground. With a cold face, she kicked them over with her legs. After the jars shattered, an evil ghost was released.

"Ho~" the extremely ugly evil ghost roared. He originally wanted to take action against Wu Wan, but before he had time to react, he was punched by Wu Wan to the point of being knocked out of his wits.

This evil ghost is the same as the one she defeated last night. They are helpers who signed a ghost contract with the evil cultivator and helped the evil cultivator kill many innocent people.

There is no need to give a devil like this a chance to breathe.

The ghosts who had just been released were able to disperse the evil ghost with one move sooner or later. They were suddenly frightened and ran around trying to escape from this place.

I am afraid that I will end up like the evil ghost in the next second.

"Hey, hey, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you." Song Chan quickly comforted the frightened ghosts, "The evil ghost that was dispersed just now killed people, you and him are not the same. The same, you are the victims, we will not hurt you."

After hearing this, the ghosts gradually became quiet.

Sooner or later, another jar was kicked to pieces, and a jar of foul-smelling blood splattered out.