When I became a Jade-faced Fox

"Ao Lan, tell them not to come out yet."

"it is good!"

Yu'er used some magic formula to summon the Seventh and Eighth Masters again.

In broad daylight, a door opened and the surroundings became a little colder.

The Seventh Master and the Eighth Master came out, "Fairy Renzhi, and the Three Holy Mothers."

"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, I want to ask about the matter I inquired about last time."

Speaking of this, the Seventh and Eighth Masters all felt ashamed, because Yu'er had worked with them brothers for many years and was very generous and had never let anyone suffer any loss.

But as for this matter, the two brothers had just finished asking the judge to look through the book of life and death.

"We have checked the entire Hanzhong area. There are not many such cases in Hanzhong City. There are only six in the past five years. But there are more in the counties below. There are as few as 10 to 20, and as many as 30 to 50."

"The causes of death vary, but the most common cause is illness. We also discovered that many people who leave during the Ghost Festival never return. You know, an ordinary county god cannot make the decision on such a big festival. Only the god of a city can do that. I'm afraid it's not easy."

After hearing this, Yu'er was basically certain. She looked at the Third Holy Mother again, and the Third Holy Mother nodded.

"Thank you both for your hard work. I'll have to trouble you to take this away. When you're done here, come to my place for tea when you have time."

Yu'er pointed at the old Taoist priest.

"You're welcome. You're welcome. We brothers have work to do, so we won't stay long."

As he spoke, the Seventh and Eighth Masters also raised their hands to say goodbye.

"Exactly what I expected."

"Yes, I also found his trace from the Taoist's memory. Next, we will rush to Hanzhong, capture him, and hand him over to Lu Zu for judgment."

The Third Holy Mother looked at Yu'er.

"Of course, speed is of the essence in war, but I'll have to rely on you when the time comes."

Yu'er's words were not an exaggeration at all. The levels of cultivation for ghost cultivators were different from those for human cultivators and demon cultivators.

From ghost soldiers, ghost soldiers, ghost messengers, ghost generals to ghost commanders, they are equivalent to the six realms of ordinary human practice before becoming immortals.

Ghost generals and above are collectively called ghost immortals, and are further divided into earth ghosts, sky ghosts, mysterious ghosts, ghost kings, ghost emperors, ghost monarchs, and quasi-sages.

This means that the Ghost King's realm is two major realms higher than Yu'er.

Although Yu'er has been busy in recent decades, the remaining golden elixir in her body is still taking effect, raising her cultivation to the late stage of celestial immortal.

She also wanted to break through to the Xuanxian realm by relying on the high pressure of combat.

"Yu'er, the Three Holy Mothers, they have all been rescued."

Ao Lan came out to greet Yu'er and the Three Holy Mothers.

"Walk."

"Walk."

"You two should be prepared for this, it's going to be miserable."

Even though Ao Lan had given them a heads-up in advance, the scene before them still made Yu'er and San Shengmu frown deeply.

"The area down there is only half the size of this room, and men and women are all together. Look at their clothes, they are all tattered, and even, even..."

Ao Lan felt nauseous just talking about it.

How could a cultivator, who only eats wind and drinks dew, think of preparing food for them? They had not even enough for three meals a day, and they were all skinny. The flesh that showed through their tattered clothes was just a layer of skin hanging on to their bones.

"They even urinate and defecate together, and they don't even have a chance to take a shower. You can imagine how bad it smells."

Hong Rui had never seen such a scene before. Although it was not as horrifying as a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, he could feel the desolation of a person being exhausted to the point of having no life left.

"Think of a way to send them home."

The Third Holy Mother squatted down with a look of heartache on her face and touched the face of a boy next to her who was so thin that he almost looked like a skeleton.

"I brought my brother and Ao Lan here because I wanted them to stay and do this."

"go home?"

A young girl who seemed to be quite energetic listened to these two words, chewed them carefully in her mouth for who knows how many times, and then spat them out again.

"We can really go home?"

"Yes, we will definitely find a way to send you home." The four of them looked at each other and answered firmly.

Those pairs of empty eyes suddenly became bright, as if the rising sun finally revealed a little light from the darkness.

"Don't let them drink too much Yuehua water. Let them rest for a while. Then take them back to the land temple. Don't forget to look through the old Taoist's collection. There might be a lot of silver. If something goes wrong, you can arrange their future life."

Yu'er took out a pot of moonlight water and handed it to Hongrui, and gave the money and silver she had collected from those evil people to Ao Lan.

"Don't worry, I'm good at finding gold and silver treasures. Go ahead and don't worry."

Ao Lan patted his chest and assured Yu'er.

Yu'er looked at Hong Rui again, and Hong Rui touched her head, "Go with peace of mind, and come back safely."

"I know."

"You and your brother have such a good relationship."

The Third Holy Mother and Yu'er sat on a cloud.

"I've also heard that your brother is very good to you."

"My second brother is the most righteous, responsible and the man I admire the most."

When the Third Holy Mother mentioned Yang Jian, her whole character became very vivid.

"He has powerful magic and a handsome appearance. No wonder Ao Lan's aunt loves him to death."

Having said this, the Third Holy Mother sighed.

"Did I say anything wrong?"

"No, it's just that I haven't seen my second brother for a long time."

Yu'er didn't know how to continue. She couldn't say that the next time they meet, they will be brother and sister fighting with swords.

"I was thinking, if there's a girl who can't go home, you could send her to my place."

The Third Holy Mother felt a little embarrassed to say this, fearing that Yu'er would think she was stealing the credit.

"I don't mean anything else. I just think that every inch of land in Chang'an is worth a lot of money. If you want to settle them, even if you are rich, it will be difficult to find such a large house."

As the Third Holy Mother spoke, she touched the tip of her nose.

"At least my place is bigger. It's really lonely living alone."

After hearing this, Yu'er immediately clapped her hands and agreed.

"Of course, of course, Third Holy Mother, you are right. You don't have a temple priest there, and apart from the Fourth Princess of the East China Sea who occasionally comes to visit you, the entire Huashan is too deserted. If someone really can't go home, going to Huashan, you will have someone to accompany you, and she will also have a place to stay, which is of course good."

Yu'er thought that she should not interfere with other people's life trajectory, but since it was the Third Holy Mother who brought it up, was it possible to change it?

Regardless of whether it works or not, a slight change is always good.

After all, the flapping of a butterfly's wings could cause a tsunami.

With several living people accompanying the Three Holy Mothers, who could know what would happen next?

The Third Holy Mother was relieved to see that Yu'er agreed immediately.

"My temple is well staffed and has no shortage of people to run errands."

"If you agree, that's great. When I'm done with this, I'll invite you to Huashan for a drink. The wine there is nearly a thousand years old."

"Wow, I have to try it." Yu'er's saliva was almost flowing out after hearing this.

They chatted casually like this and arrived outside Hanzhong city in the evening.