Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

The young man felt relieved when his sister said this. Yes, he had such a fairy sister. What should he be afraid of?

You will know if you call Bai Wuchang up and ask. Besides, asking about one thing is asking, and asking about two things is also asking. Anyway, Bai Wuchang always comes up once.

"Li Qian, bring me another bowl of rice. Today's meal is delicious."

Li Qian: No matter how delicious it is, and the food at home is delicious, I have never seen the young master serving a second bowl of rice at home.

Xiao Yanbao smiled crookedly, wondering how someone eating at the same table as me could lose his appetite.

Finally, Gui Que and the boy finished eating all the food on the table before putting down their chopsticks.

"Brother, when we're full, let's go and question the dead proprietress."

"We?" the boy repeated.

Could it be that my sister wants to take all these people for a walk in the underworld?

With so many people going, what if one of them cannot be taken care of and falls into the underworld and cannot come back?

"Sister, you'd better call that Bai Wuchang up and ask. We'd better not go down."

Xiao Yanbao blinked his big eyes, "Brother, what did you say? Where to go? You don't think I want to take everyone to the underworld, do you?"

Teenager: Isn’t it?

"The boss lady committed suicide, and her soul can't go to the underworld at all, so we can find her by going to Xiaoxiang Pavilion." Xiao Yanbao said with a smile.

Everyone: It turns out that not everyone’s soul can go to the underworld after death.

"Doesn't that mean they can't reincarnate even if they want to?" He Zhibai asked.

"Well, this is the punishment of the King of Hell for those who end their own lives without permission." Xiao Yanbao said.

"But what if the person who commits suicide has no choice but to commit suicide? Or is he forced to commit suicide? Isn't this a bit unfair?" Li Qian murmured in a low voice.

Gui Que slapped Li Qian with his arm, "You dare to talk about justice and injustice in the affairs of the underworld. Be careful that the King of Hell hears this and comes to find you."

The right corner of Li Qian's mouth twitched and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

He also looked around with his eyes to make sure that neither the King of Hell nor Bai Wuchang appeared.

What a risk, what a risk, I hope they didn't hear it.

"It's just a bit unfair. How can there be so many ghosts left in the world without causing harm to the world, so I asked the King of Hell to change this rule."

Everyone's eyes widened, asking the Lord of Hell to change the rules?

"What, you don't believe it?" Taoist Master Zixu asked.

Everyone: Believe it? Still don’t believe it?

Xiao Yanbao waved his hand, "It's useless for me to tell you this. Let's go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion first."

No one drove the carriage this time, and the young man carried his sister outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

"Fortunately we are here, otherwise the ghost of the landlady would have been beaten to pieces by those ghosts."

Everyone: Huh? Those ones? How many ghosts are there in this Xiaoxiang Pavilion? All committed suicide?

Xiao Yanbao took out a piece of talisman paper from his wishful bag and threw it towards the second floor.

"You all should stop fighting. Come down and I'll ask the landlady something. After I finish asking, you can fight again."

Everyone felt like there were gusts of cold wind blowing in front of them, and their hairs stood up.

Except for the young man and Xiao Yanbao, everyone else took two steps back involuntarily.

Although Li Qian was scared, she couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Little leader, why are they fighting?"

"They are all people killed by this boss lady. Because they were killed, they cannot go to the underworld to be reincarnated. Their souls are left here. Now that the enemy has met, it would be strange not to beat her."

Li Qian clenched her fist and said, "If you beat her well, you should beat her to death. It's a pity that I can't see her, otherwise I would help beat her."

Xiao Yanbao then remembered that they couldn't see these ghosts or hear them talking.

She took out a handful of talismans from her wish-fulfilling bag and handed them to her disciples, "Give each of you one piece and stick it on your forehead. Then you can see these ghosts and hear their words."

The most excited one was Li Qian, who grabbed one and put it on his forehead.

Immediately he saw various dead ghosts before his eyes.

It was a bit scary, but he resisted and did not retreat.

The most severely frightened person here was He Zhibai. He was completely unprepared and fell to the ground with a "Oh my God" sound.

Taoist Master Zixu snorted, "You still have the guts to hang out with my master, so I might as well go back to your Yaowang Valley and pound the medicine jars."

He Zhibai got up from the ground, his legs shaking uncontrollably, "You, don't look down on others, I just... I just can't stand firm."

Xie Keran walked over and supported He Zhibai, "As long as my junior sister is here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

The ghost of the old bustard saw Xiao Yanbao stopping these ghosts from beating her. She seemed to have seen a savior and floated towards Xiao Yanbao.

"Little sister, can you see me? Thank you for saving me."

"Bah, look at that old wooden caliper of yours, who do you think you deserve to be called little sister? I'm not here to save you, I'm here to ask you something?"

The ghost of the old bustard looked in disbelief. Am I so ugly now? You obviously called me sister when you were alive, but you still composed a poem for me?

Are children’s hearts so fickle?

"Why did you suddenly commit suicide?" Xiao Yanbao asked straight to the point.

Before the madam could speak, the ghosts next to her started talking in a variety of ways.

There was such a commotion that it gave little Yanbao a headache.

"You all shut up, I didn't ask you, let her speak for herself."

The ghosts reluctantly closed their mouths.

After finally meeting someone who could see them and hear them speak, they wanted to redress their grievances.

"Someone threatened me with the lives of my family. If I don't die, my family will die. The lives of my mother, my brother, and my nephew are all in their hands."

"Who is he?" the boy asked.

"I only know his name is Tiansha. I have never seen his true face. Every time he wants to kill someone, he leaves a star dart behind."

The young man's brows unknowingly knitted into knots. He thought he could get something useful out of the madam's ghost's mouth, but he didn't expect that the questions became more and more confusing.

"Then who gave you those letters in your room? Are you from Dan country?" the young man asked.

"They were all sent by Tiansha. Yes, I was sent to Xiaoxiang Pavilion when I was twelve years old."

Young man: The Dan Kingdom has been planning this for many years. I don’t know how many officials from the Lan Kingdom have become their minions.

"Then tell me how many officials, businessmen, and other people you think are useful you have won over over the years."

"There is a mezzanine under the wooden box where I put the letter. There is a list of all the people I have won over since I took over the Xiaoxiang Pavilion."

The wooden box is still in Xiao Yanbao's wishful thinking bag, because there is no place safer than her wishful thinking bag.

These secret messages are particularly important.

Xiao Yanbao was about to reach for the wooden box, but the young man stopped him.

The ghost of the old bustard floated forward again, "I've told you everything you want to know. Please save me and don't let them hit me again."

Those ghosts immediately stopped working and rushed towards Xiao Yanbao and the others.