Half an hour later.

Lin Qianmo and the dead Li Chenghui appeared on the plum blossom path of the burning house.

Lin Qianmo hugged Li Chenghui's body and walked towards the lit tiled house step by step, this was not pretending to be heavy, but he was warning himself that life is no trivial matter, he can only make a mistake this time, and he can only make a mistake this time.

Mr. Yin had already received the news.

At this time, he and Yin Evil, as well as Su Mu, Gu Nianxiao and Huang Ruihong were all waiting for him on the long street.

The five of them silently watched him approach.

It was Mr. Yin who spoke first: "The coffin is ready, you take the blood of Tongyou first, and then I will bury the deceased." ”

Lin Qianmo nodded and did as Mr. Yin said.

Su Mu walked up to him and said softly: "In this world, doctors save people, police catch thieves, they all do their best, and we people do the same, but sometimes, in the face of these extraordinary events, it is inevitable that we will not be able to catch them, and when doctors can't save people, we also have them, don't blame yourself too much, leave your demons, practice hard, remember the lessons, you can save more people." ”

Gu Nianxiao put away her charming and enchanting attitude in the past, and said softly: "Yaya said everything I wanted to say, I still like the young man who was not afraid of anything when I first saw you, turning grief into strength, and there are still many things waiting for us to do." ”

Huang Ruihong patted him on the shoulder, between men, there is no need for too many words.

Yin and evil temperament, although he didn't say anything, his eyes were always on Lin Qianmo's body.

"I will."

After saying three simple words, Lin Qianmo did not use words to express his gratitude, but there was a warm current in his heart.

He understood that these people in front of him regarded him as a real friend, and when they heard about this, they were worried that he would be confined by this trap, so they all rushed over in person.

That's what friends are.

There is no deliberateness, and there is no publicity.

If anything happens to you, wherever I am, I will come.

Several people talked for a while, and before leaving, they said a few words of comfort.

The time is finally approaching.

Mr. Yin and Lin Qianmo came to the tiled room with the formation engraved.

Yin and Huang Ruihong were guarding the door.

Old Mr. Yin sat cross-legged on the futon and said: "According to the current clues, although the deceased is in Wu City, it may be that the real cause of his death can only be found out of Wu City, the world of the dead is unusual, say less and see more, if necessary, I will explain it to you." ”

"yes, got it."

Old Mr. Yin nodded, driving the Dao Talisman, and the Dao Talisman flew on the Bagua Yin Yang Fish Diagram, scattering a wisp of gray and yellow qi into the Yin Yang Fish Diagram.

Mr. Yin sealed his hands and chanted a mantra.

"Click......"

The gossip yin-yang fish diagram began to turn, and a cold wind set off in the room, and a hazy black and white light shone in front of him.

As it darkened in front of them, the two entered the world of the dead.

The sound of the wind roared in his ears, and the piercing yin qi filled the surroundings.

Lin Qianmo opened his eyes, this time, he didn't rely on the yin and yang eyes, he could quickly see the picture of the world of the dead.

It's still business as usual.

Cold and colorless.

The sky is always grey, and the dull tones are the theme here.

The surrounding black fog is very deep, and there are hazy shadows flickering in it, which makes people look at it unrealistically, but it gives people a sense of heart-pounding.

The stronger the spirit, the clearer the perception of the world of the dead.

Lin Qianmo heard a mournful shout, a low roar revealing depression, a whining cry, and meaningful laughter in the fog-shrouded place.

All kinds of voices are mixed together, and the narration is strange.

Such a scene has long been commonplace for Lin Qianmo, who has come to the world of the dead several times, and it is not strange.

Old Mr. Yin didn't say much, the imperial envoy Dao Talisman became larger, and the two stepped on the Dao Talisman to seek the truth about the death of the deceased.

Li Chenghui's death was too weird, and the ghost thing that came to the door had obviously been erased by Lin Qianmo, and Li Chenghui had never had the kind of ghost pressing bed again.

His body is still very healthy, and he has no medical history, and such an abrupt death can only be said that the means of ghosts taking people's lives are difficult to prevent.

The Dao Fu flew forward, exuding a golden halo that wrapped the two of them tightly, and the golden light reached it, and the mist melted at the touch of a touch.

After a while, the outline of Wu Shi appeared in Lin Qianmo's eyes, but the Dao Fu did not stop, but shuttled through the sky above Wu City.

Things really turned out to be as Mr. Yin expected.

The cause of Li Chenghui's death is no longer in Wushi, but in other provinces.

Dao Fu flew quickly with the two of them.

The black fog ahead faded away.

Lin Qianmo silently looked around, and as the fog dissipated, he found that there was a huge shadow shrouded in the empty martial arts city behind him, and this shadow was very thin, and if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't see it at all.

The shape of the shadow is long and curved, and it is difficult to describe what it resembles exactly.

Lin Qianmo looked at the old gentleman Yin who didn't say a word, and held back his doubts.

It wasn't long before another empty city came into view.

Lin Qianmo knows this city, and he is a neighbor of Wu City, Dazhi City.

Similarly, when the Dao Fu flew over Dazhi City, Lin Qianmo looked sideways and looked carefully, and Dazhi City was also shrouded in a long strip of shadow.

"What the hell is that shadow across here?"

The doubts in Lin Qianmo's heart became deeper and deeper.

As the Dao Fu moved forward, they flew over several empty cities, because they flew too fast, Lin Qianmo couldn't tell which city it was, but without exception, the sky above these cities was shrouded in long strip-like shadows.

"With such a flight speed, I'm afraid it will soon be too much."

The Dao Fu flew for a few more minutes, and the black mist completely disappeared.

Seven stone pillars that reached to the sky appeared not far ahead.

These seven stone pillars exude the atmosphere of vicissitudes of life, and the thickness of each one can only be hugged by ten people.

The stone pillar reaches the ground and reaches the sky, and you can't see the end at a glance.

The pillars are carved with mysterious words and patterns, which are simple and obscure, like a kind of ban, and seem to be a kind of incantation.

Looking at the words and patterns on it, Lin Qianmo's mind unexpectedly rose with a feeling of dizziness.

Old Mr. Yin snorted softly, waking up Lin Qianmo.

"These stone pillars have the function of locking the soul, you don't have the skill, don't look at it for a long time."

Old Mr. Yin spoke for the first time.

Lin Qianmo nodded silently.

Then, Mr. Yin paused here with the Dao talisman, sealing his hand and chanting strange spells.

Each of the seven stone pillars shot out a brilliant light, converging into a dot and dotting on the golden light mask.

Airplanes.

A roar rang out.

Lin Qianmo only felt that the light and shadow in front of him were shuttling, and he was very confused.

After a few seconds, this feeling disappeared, and the two of them appeared not far in front of the stone pillar.