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After Ming Yi sent the address, Cao Xuanhe found a place to park.

One person and one ghost got out of the car, and found that the surrounding silence was very strange.

This place is called Zhu County, with Qinglin Province in the northwest and Xihong Province in the southeast. It is at the junction of the two provinces, and there is a flat and spacious provincial road.

It stands to reason that the traffic here should be developed, with cars coming and going.

But during the more than an hour they waited for Yin Youran on the side of the road, not to mention the car, they didn't even see a living person, but they encountered a lot of ghosts and ghosts.

The little ghosts wandered around aimlessly. When they saw Cao Xuanhe, a living person, they would pause for a moment, and then quickly left when they realized that the person was not easy to provoke.

Yin Youran and Zhang Dongchen came quickly, got out of the car and went straight to Cao Xuanhe, asking him, "Where is the formation?"

Cao Xuanhe pointed around.

Yin Youran was surprised: "You mean the whole village?"

Cao Xuanhe nodded and nodded: "En."

Yin Youran's expression turned ugly, and he uttered an obscenity: "Fuck!"

"I heard you say on the phone just now that this array is the ghost gathering array from last time?"

Cao Xuanhe nodded again: "Yes."

Yin Youran was speechless for a while, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few deep breaths, and tried his best to calm himself down.

"Actually, even if you don't call, Xiao Zhang and I plan to come over."

"Just now I received a document saying that Zhu County is not peaceful recently, and people frequently disappear or die suddenly for no reason. I guess it has something to do with this ghost recruiting formation."

He suddenly thought: "By the way, why did you come here suddenly?"

Cao Xuanhe didn't want to speak, so he glanced at the kid next to him and motioned for him to speak.

Ming Yi didn't shirk, and explained: "We're here to find ice particles."

Yin Youran felt that the name was a bit familiar, thought about it for a while, and said, "That wraith in the backyard of Wanbaozhai?"

Ming Yi: "Yes."

Yin Youran couldn't help muttering: "Why did she run out again?"

Ming Yi didn't know how to answer.

Yin Youran asked again: "When did it happen?"

"We don't know the exact time. Just now Qian Yu called to say that the ice particles were gone, and then we tracked it down here."

Yin Youran: "Have you found it?"

Ming Yi shook his head: "Not yet."

Yin Youran: "Let's find her first."

Although the matter of recruiting ghosts and gathering Yin formations is not a small matter, this formation is not something that can be settled in a day or two.

On the contrary, it was Bingli, the wraith, without Cao Xuanhe's control, it was really dangerous for a living person to meet her.

The three people and one ghost got into the car respectively.

Cao Xuanhe and Ming Yi lead the way, Yin Youran and Zhang Dongchen follow closely behind.

The paper dog was still directing, but Ming Yi found that its wagging tail gradually slowed down, and it actually hung down directly at the back. When it reached a bridge, it suddenly hissed and roared towards the front.

Ming Yi was surprised: "Daughter-in-law, what happened to it?"

Before the words were finished, the paper dog suddenly ignited spontaneously, and the barking of the dog turned into a howl. In the blink of an eye, the paper dog made of yellow paper burned completely, leaving only a little paper ash on the center console.

Ming Yi called out again: "Daughter-in-law."

Cao Xuanhe watched the yellow paper burn out with an unchanged expression, and explained: "Someone broke the tracking spell on Bingliu."

Seeing that Cao Xuanhe suddenly stopped listening, Yin Youran, who was following behind, turned on the phone to inquire. Ming Yi told him the matter, but the other party cursed again: "Then what shall we do next?"

Cao Xuanhe didn't speak, he directly drove the car to the open space next to him, opened the door and got out of the car.

The car behind him also parked well, and Yin Youran and Zhang Dongchen got out of the car.

Zhang Dongchen asked aloud: "Boss Cao, what's going on?"

Cao Xuanhe raised his chin towards the southeast, and the two of them followed his line of sight.

In the distance, it was pitch black, and the outlines of several houses could barely be seen.

It stands to reason that it was just past seven o'clock, and most people hadn't rested yet, but there was no light at all in those houses.

Ming Yi could even see the strong Yin Qi emanating from there.

No, it should be said that after they entered a certain boundary, the surrounding Yin Qi became very dense.

The most obvious place is the street lights on both sides of the provincial road. They are all on, but they seem to be shrouded in thick fog. They can't illuminate the ground, making the surroundings look abnormally dark.

Yin Youran and Zhang Dongchen couldn't see Yin Qi, but they also keenly sensed that something was wrong there.

Ming Yi sniffed, sniffed the Yin Qi around him, and murmured in a low voice, "Why does this place smell like hell?"

Yin Youran got close, heard the little ghost's words clearly, and asked him, "What is the smell of hell?"

"It's hard to describe." Ming Yi sucked in again: "There is a bit of damp bloody smell."

The smell of blood is very weak, and the living can't smell it, and the kid will not find it annoying when he smells it, and even likes it a little.

To them, Yin Qi is equivalent to the oxygen of a living person.

And this bloody smell contained a lot of Yin Qi, Ming Yi took a few more breaths, and his whole soul felt very comfortable.

It's just that, how can there be a smell of hell in a good Yangjian.