In the dead of night, the Golden Phoenix Pavilion, which was supposed to be singing and dancing, closed early. The girls went back to their houses to rest.

And I quietly observed the Qiē in Xiaoqian's room.

The candle on the candlestick flickered on and off, and I simply blew it out. The night view of this room is clearer. The moonlight was shining and the room was eerily quiet, except for the sound of my breathing.

"Where is this little Qian's soul? Is it really not in the room? "I wondered, where should an overly frightened soul be? If Xiao Qianken comes out, then the truth seems to be solved.

Now that I'm a child, this little Qian's soul hasn't appeared yet, and it seems that I have to sleep first. Thinking of this, I took off the long winged veil, uncovered the quilt and lay down.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, the window creaked open. With a light jump, land smoothly.

I opened my eyes and looked at the shadow on the ground stretched by the moonlight. His hair was blown by the wind. The man tiptoed towards the bed.

I sat up sharply, and a scream pierced the night sky.

After a moment of staring at each other, she recognized me by the moonlight. "Aren't you the soul envoy in the underworld?"

"Exactly, but Mo Yuru, why are you back? Not afraid of being discovered? I pulled her to the bed.

"I came back so late to find some clues." She explained.

"Then why did you scream just now, aren't you afraid of bringing people in?" I asked her.

"Didn't you scream just now? What's not good. The two of us looked at each other, got out of bed, and prepared to rush out the door.

"Don't go. I'll take a look. I instructed Mo Yuru and then closed the door.

As soon as I went out, several girls in the hall were already huddled. On the stairs, there were several girls, dressed in cloak and running down one after another. And Aunt Jiao, Qu Lengyou, and Ouyang Nian looked at the platform in the hall in a daze.

I rushed over and couldn't help but froze. The deceased was Xiao Yan, whose hands were tied and hung on the platform with a rope. Her feet were dangling in the air, swaying rhythmically. Her mouth was wide open, her eyes bulged, and she looked completely scared to death.

My heart couldn't help but shake. Why, why is this happening, I don't feel the breath of death. What exactly is hidden in this Golden Phoenix Pavilion? The soul is inexplicably lost. Four dead, two souls lost.

It stands to reason that wherever I go, those ghosts will dodge. Could it be that something is provoking me? I was thinking about it when Ouyang Nian pulled me aside.

"Black Manling. It seems that our opponent is a cursed soul. "Ouyang Nian sued me." Cursed souls? How do you know? I looked at him.

"Cursed soul, he can't reach the underworld. Unlike other spirits, he is at the mercy of men. He's incredibly fast and powerful. As soon as the spell-caster summons him, he will come out and kill invisibly. Ouyang Nian explained.

"So what do we do?" I asked him.

"We need to find out who has cursed them. In this way, the cursed soul will be liberated and step into samsara again. Ouyang Nian said as he paid attention to the movements around him.

"That's what you say. This person must be hiding in this Golden Phoenix Pavilion. And there's a chance everyone here is a spellcaster, right? I looked at every girl in the hall with a sense of rage.

"Exactly, I'll go back and rest first. Looks like nothing is going to happen tonight. After Ouyang Nian finished speaking, he walked upstairs.

I just wanted to go back to my room, but I was stopped by my aunt.

"Didn't you say you're a ghost hunter? You're a liar, you're a liar," Aunt Jiao pounced on with the girls.

Punches hit me, and I didn't want to hurt them. Everyone has times when they are sad and scared. I can understand their feelings. I didn't resist and let them push me. Little 18 felt that I was being beaten and let out a wolf howl.

And the little beggar got through my back clothes.

Suddenly they stopped fighting, and it was because my left hand was shining red. Then, they stepped back and ran back to their rooms in an instant.

"Are you alright?" The veiled Qu Lengyou helped me up.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" I asked her softly, and she smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, you look so beautiful, so beautiful that people feel like you're dreaming." How could I be afraid. There are no wonders in this world. I believe you, otherwise how dare you come and catch ghosts? ”

"You don't have to help me, it's okay. For their fists and legs, it seems to me like a mosquito bite. I advised her not to help.

Suddenly she covered her head, and the headache made her uncomfortable, and I knew it. The last time a woman dressed as a man came here, I hid the memory of her seeing us.

"Are you alright?" I held her in turn.

"It's okay, I don't know what's going on these days. I had a terrible headache and I seemed to have forgotten something. And, it seems, we've seen it somewhere. But I just can't think of it. "She seemed to be in pain, and it seemed that seeing that memory of ours was important to her. She had to try to remember.

"I'll go upstairs first, you go and rest." She said and walked briskly upstairs back to her room. And I untied Xiaoyan's body and put it on the table.

"How?" When Mo Yuru saw me coming back, she immediately grabbed me and hurriedly closed the door.

"Another one died. Sadly, her soul was gone. I said with a sigh.

"By the way, I have something for you." Mo Yuru lit the candle and took out a fan from her arms.

The fan opened, and a beautiful woman who fell into the city and the country appeared in front of him.

"What is this?" I asked Mo Yuru, "This is Qu Lengyu." I always felt that something was wrong with this fan. She said.

I took the fan in my hand, and suddenly my palm tingled. A plume of black smoke flew out of the fan. As the candle went out, a dark shadow appeared in front of him. "Xiaoqian" Mo Yuru suddenly blurted out.

"You're Xiaoqian?" I watched as she faded from black to white until she took on a human form. She fell to the ground all at once.

She was crying and talking weakly. "I'm a remnant of Xiaoqian's soul, and my soul is about to disappear."

"How did you get trapped in a fan, and what the hell did you go through?" Mo Yuru asked her.

"I stole something that didn't belong to me, and the man came and asked for it. I didn't expect her to be so scary. I was so scared of her that I died. And my soul hid everywhere until she found the bottle.

But it just so happened that Mo Yuru was lying at the back door and shouting for help. She ran out. In order to keep this evidence, I ended up attaching myself to this fan. As she finished speaking, her whole body suddenly began to shine outward, and in just a moment, it turned into a cloud of white smoke and disappeared.