Should the soul

Duke's Mansion, Forbidden Land.

The knocking on the door continued unabated, Wang Pu begged for mercy pitifully, Kong Jie looked at him like this, and didn't know what to say, silently crossed his arms and looked side by side with Huang Daxian into the forbidden area Dark shadows.

There is not a single lamp here, even the moon is hidden in the clouds tonight, a straight bluestone road extends from the gate of the courtyard under Kong Jie's feet, and extends to the majestic and elegant palace not far away, which is different from the splendor and beauty outside the mansion. Although the palace regulations here are large, the shape is very strange and desolate. There are wordless plaques hanging above the palace gates. La sound.

It was colder and more sinister than what he saw when his consciousness broke in. Kong Jie rubbed his arms, and turned to Huang Daxian: "Sorry, I got you in trouble."

Huang Daxian shook his head feebly, but did not speak.

Candle lights flickered outside the red wall. It was the officials of Taichang Temple who were repairing the spell printing paper outside the courtyard. Three people who were last in line passed the gate, and one of them said: "Don't dare to move anything, you think they Dead."

"I heard Tai Changling call one of them Senior Brother, it sounds like he is from a division."

"Boss wants to take the chief culprit into action. The father-in-law doesn't believe this, so he throws everyone in, saying it's up to them to make their own fortunes."

Kong Jie had sharp eyes and ears, and when he heard this, he glanced at Huang Daxian: "What's the matter? Do you know that Tai Changling?"

Huang Daxian laughed: "He is my junior brother, his name is Han Mu."

Kong Jie came to a sudden: "Oh! So you said success and fame, it turned out to be him!"

Huang Daxian was ashamed and didn't know where to put his hands and feet: "His talent is higher than mine, and his family is also powerful. I can't compare."

Kong Jie recalled the glimpse just now, the white and dazzling face, the outstanding feminine appearance, really flamboyant and good looking, completely different from the bearded middle-aged man in front of him who was down and out, no one would know Connecting the two, "Your master is quite powerful."

The shadow of the red candle lights outside the courtyard flickered quickly outside the courtyard door. It seemed that Taichang Temple had finished its inspection and left quickly. Wang Pu asked for help to no avail, and finally stopped knocking. The noise was quite scary for a while. Kong Jie turned his head and saw Wang Puwo approaching in a timid way, saying, "How long will we be locked up?"

Wong Da Sin: "I didn't hear what was said outside, at least for one night."

Wang Pu looked at Kong Jie: "Guo Xing was really miserable. He suddenly fell ill at dusk and his whole body was convulsed. I dare not say nothing."

Kong Jie nodded, his expression in the night was a little cold: he believed that Wang Pu spit out everything because he was really scared, so what?

Wang Pu covered his face, as if he didn't know what else to say, he took a few steps forward, knelt down towards the palace, and knelt down three times and bowed nine times: "King Anping, please don't harm us, you were a hero before you died. The last is Guixiong, if there is anything wrong, you must not be as fussy as us!"

Kong Jie: ...

"That..." Kong Jie kindly interrupted him: "You may have made a mistake."

Huang Daxian turned his head, showing a puzzled look.

Kong Jie scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment, and pointed outside, "I just heard from Lord Taichang Linghe that the one who was buried was not King Anping, I made a mistake, the town here is Souls of the Taniguchi battlefield."

Huang Daxian, who was still lazy at first, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his whole body tensed up: "Here?"

He eats ghosts and gods, so of course he is very sensitive to the danger of ghosts and gods.

Wang Pu was also stunned, looked at Huang Daxian and then at Kong Jie, and asked shrewdly, "What is the Taniguchi battlefield?"

Kong Jie: ...

Kong Jie showed an expression of "Aren't you?" and said to himself, don't you know about your father-in-law's glorious battle? "Haven't you read the books in the house?"

Wang Pu: "What book?"

Kong Jie: "It's the book on the bookcase in the doorman's room, which counts the achievements of the Duke."

Wang Pu looked bewildered.

"Okay," Kong Jie thought for a while, the ones in his house may not have been published by the house, or they might have been collected by the original owner himself, and he waved his hand: "It's nothing, forget it, anyway, I want to say, sneaky People don't just give you a knife, they are all slow-moving, and it usually takes days and months to manifest in a living person."

"Who are you lying to!"

Wang Puzhi frowned: "Then what's going on with Guo Xing?"

"stupid!"

Kong Jie snorted twice, "That's an exception. The ghosts here are more powerful than ordinary ghosts. Let me ask you again, which kind of person becomes the most powerful ghost?"

Huang Daxian left the two of them unknowingly, and went around the corridor to investigate the spells of the magic circle.

Standing at the door, Wang Pu was about to go crazy. He stared at Kong Jie and asked, "Are you teaching now? How would I know that!"

Kong Jie chuckled, "People who suffer acute pain before death become the most powerful ghosts. The more painful they are before death, the stronger the power they accumulate in the underworld, and the most resentment. The 13 dead souls on the Taniguchi battlefield, They were all buried alive."

The night wind came through the hall, just as it rolled the fallen leaves and screamed. Wang Pu let out a scream and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

Huang Daxian thought something was wrong when he heard the screams, and trotted all the way back, when he saw Wang Pu squatting in the corner screaming and praying to God, Kong Jie stood not far from him, holding his belly and holding back his laughter, his shoulders shivered with joy. Shrugging.

The heart is still so big in the haunted house, Huang Daxian accepted it, and sternly shouted: "Stop playing! Kong Jie, come here, there is something here!"

Only then did Kong Jie calm down his emotions, "...here we come, cough cough ha ha ha ha ha."

Huang Daxian grabbed Kong Jie, who kept screaming, and told him to hurry up. This restricted area is very large, but the courtyard is already full of holes, and the layout of every scene and object is quite neat. According to the logic, there should be a treasure, but I don’t know if it was taken away by someone, hey, Wang Pu didn’t do anything to you, why are you scaring him.”

Kong Jie hugged his shoulders and smiled: "I didn't do anything to him, I just teased him."

He said and analyzed: "Although Guo Xing is a layman, he must understand the taboos here. I think he may not have stolen it, or he may have been too flustered when he came in, and he accidentally scratched it away. Let's wait a while." Look for it carefully."

Huang Daxian sighed: "The magic circle has been cracked, and it's a mess. It's hard to find it, and it's hard to repair it."

Kong Jie thought for a while: "Then find an acquaintance to ask about the situation."

Huang Daxian agreed: "This is fine."

Wang Pu was too miserable, he still had to come over when he was being bullied, and asked in a low voice: "How can there be any acquaintances?"

Without hesitation, Kong Jie said, "In the forbidden area, you still took his seal, did you forget?"

For a moment, Wang Pu was like a duck being grabbed by the neck.

"You mean to ask the dead for help?"

"Yes."

Kong Jie nodded his head: "Otherwise, apart from you two, where are there living people here?"

Wang Pu: ...

Kong Jie walked in front and explained kindly: "The things of the dead will attract souls, and seals are the best items for summoning souls."

Huang Daxian found an open space where he could use it, took out a blank yellow paper from his body, and bit his finger.

Wang Pu stared, watching Kong Jie take out a small item from his pocket, and muttered, "Fortunately, I was not asked to hand it over. It will come in handy now."

Maybe it was too nervous, or maybe it was too scared, and then Wang Pu couldn't bear it anymore, bursting out a long series of astonishing "hahahahahahahahaha".

Huang Daxian and Kong Jie were so frightened that they almost threw the seals out. They looked over in shock, and Wang Pu hurriedly bowed and begged for mercy with his face blushing: "I'm too nervous, I can't stop, woo woo woo... Hahahahahaha……"

The laughter was too pitiful, the goose croaked for a while, the donkey laughed for a while, and because of being too nervous, it was accompanied by "hehehehehe" and "hee hee hee hee" laughter from time to time.

Both Kong Jie and Huang Daxian were dumbfounded.

"What did we do, what's so funny about that?"

Wang Pu laughed so hard that he choked himself, his eyes were filled with tears, and his face was blushing, "It has nothing to do with you, huh, huh, leave me alone hahahaha... leave me alone!"

Huang Daxian looked at Wang Pu seriously, and made sure that he was not possessed: "This is what I fear most in my life."

Kong Jie couldn't laugh or cry: "Forget it, let's work, let's work..."

Wang Pu was still laughing, it was the kind of laughter that couldn't stop, and he was even afraid of affecting the two of them. They took the initiative to lean on the wall and move away. I can concentrate, but Wang Pu's laughter is too penetrating. Accompanied by waves of louder and stronger sounds, and finally laughing to the point of stamping his feet, Kong Jie's hands began to tremble slightly, moderately, violently, and more and more. Shaking, and finally he fell to the ground: "Fuck...you made me laugh too..."

He just lay down on the ground and started rolling around.

In the forbidden area, the three of them were finally led by Wang Pu to defeat the crime together, laughing one after another at the haunted house.

At the same time, on the Star Picking Pavilion only a hundred steps away from here, Cheng Guogong and Tai Changling sat opposite each other, and a compass of simple style moved ominously.