With Lin Qianmo's current knowledge, he can't think of this problem clearly even if he wants to break his head.

Fortunately, he is not a tangled person, since he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to.

"I also want to enter the world of the dead to rescue the souls of the victims, it seems that this time, I need to disturb Mr. Yin."

Thinking of this, Lin Qianmo looked at Wang Cheng, who was sitting on the side, and said, "You wait for a while, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

"Okay."

Wang Cheng couldn't help nodding, he was now, looking at Lin Qianmo's eyes, respectful like a god. He couldn't see what was happening, but he could feel the chill in the room disappear. Even the heart-pounding feeling of the past two days is gone.

Lin Qianmo stroked the top of the little gray head, got up and went to the bathroom, and dialed Su Mu's V letter phone.

The bell rang for a long time, but no one answered.

In desperation, Lin Qianmo had no choice but to call Gu Nianxiao's phone.

The bell rings three times.

Gu Nianxiao's unique charming voice came: "Yo, are you missing my sister and me?" ”

"Ahem......" Lin Qianmo got straight to the point, "Sister Gu, there is something about the deceased, I'm afraid I will trouble Mr. Yin." ”

"Okay, you say."

Talking about business, Gu Nianxiao put away her ridiculous tone.

"That's ......"

Lin Qianmo briefly said what happened after he touched the royal city.

"Your courage is not ordinary, but this pen fairy evil spirit should not be very strong, I am no longer in Wushi at the moment, you go to Mr. Yin by yourself, I will call him, and I will send you his contact information later."

"Okay, thank you Sister Gu."

"You're welcome."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qianmo walked out of the bathroom and sat quietly for a few minutes, but the phone vibrate.

Gu Nianxiao sent a V letter message.

"You guy, you cut off your beard halfway, which made it easy for the investigators to find it for a while, but it can be regarded as a problem. The bodies of the two victims are on their way to the incineration, and you take Wang Cheng to the No. 9 Tavern, and a comrade will take over the follow-up arrangements. Mr. Yin's phone number is 136xxxxx. ”

"Roger."

Lin Qianmo replied with a short word, picked up the little gray ash, beckoned Wang Cheng to walk out of the hotel, stopped a taxi, and rushed to the No. 9 tavern.

After the two black-clothed comrades took Wang Cheng, Lin Qianmo stepped on the elevator of the Difu branch and came to the boundary point on the sixth floor.

The second gate on the left is the initial gate that leads to the Burning House.

Lin Qianmo entered the password to open the door, the white gate opened, and the boxy car stood sideways on the road.

Lin Qianmo carried the little gray into the car.

The train started and sped through the deep tunnel.

Ten minutes later, the car automatically stopped, Lin Qianmo walked out of the car with a little gray ash, stepped on the plum blossom path, and the old street of ancient tiled houses appeared in front of him.

The two houses are still brightly lit.

Only this time, Mr. Yin did not stand outside the door.

Lin Qianmo walked quickly to the house, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the indifferent voice of Mr. Yin: "I'm in the back room." ”

"Secrets?"

Lin Qianmo was slightly stunned, he put the little gray ash on a chair in the front hall, stroked the top of its head and said, "Little brother, you can stay here with peace of mind first, and when I finish my business, I will take you to eat." ”

Little Ash nodded obediently and didn't shout.

Lin Qianmo got up and walked to the back room.

When the curtain was lifted, the dim light set off the atmosphere of the back room a little heavy.

Old Mr. Yin is burying the dead, and his cold apprentice is not here.

"Mr. Yin, I'm here."

Lin Qianmo said hello.

Old Mr. Yin raised his eyes and nodded, and said lightly: "The third cabinet on the left, the second grid, has a fake death pill." ”

"Got it."

Lin Qianmo responded, took a fake death pill from the lattice, and then walked to the side and stood still.

After a while, Mr. Yin motioned for Lin Qianmo to help and carried the victim into the coffin.

After placing the victim, Mr. Yin took Lin Qianmo into the second lit tile house.

The temperature in the room was extremely low.

The gossip yin and yang diagram on the ground is still profound.

Mr. Yin sat on the central futon.

Lin Qianmo followed and sat on the futon next to him, took out the fake death pill, and swallowed it.

With the exertion of the medicinal effect, the breath of a living person on Lin Qianmo's body dropped to the freezing point, and a little bit of death intent spread on his body.

"Do you remember the rules?" Old Mr. Yin asked.

"Yes."

"Okay."

Old Mr. Yin nodded, took out the yellow rune paper from his arms, and the yellow rune paper flew to the top of the Bagua Yin-Yang Diagram and rotated, emitting a trace of gray and yellow gas, flowing into the Yin-Yang Diagram.

Mr. Yin was engrossed, his hands sealed, and he chanted a mantra.

"Click, Click, Click......"

The cold gossip yin-yang diagram began to turn.

As the speed of rotation accelerated, hazy black and white light flashed in the room, and gusts of cold wind began to hang around it, and an unusual cold air emanated from the Bagua Yin-Yang diagram.

When the Bagua Yin-Yang Diagram turns in a circle.

The world in front of Lin Qianmo's eyes disappeared, and after a short period of darkness, he opened his yin and yang eyes, and the world of the dead was once again clearly presented in front of him.

In the gloomy world, there was a gust of gloomy wind, and from time to time a strange sound sounded, like a woman's light anger, and like the roar of a wild beast.

A thick black mist shrouded the entire sky, and the sun or moon that Lin Qianmo saw when he first entered the world of the dead, but this time it did not appear.

Old Mr. Yin's spiritual body appeared in Lin Qianmo's eyes.

"Yes, it's a little brighter, is it a breakthrough in cultivation recently?" A half-smile appeared on Mr. Yin's face.

"Hmm." Lin Qianmo admitted.

Old Mr. Yin said: "Okay, this time I will send you to Wushi, destroy that pen immortal, and rescue the soul of the deceased, and you will come by yourself." ”

"Huh?"

Lin Qianmo opened his mouth, he was about to hug his thighs.

"Actually, I wanted you to give it a try last time, but remembering that you are entering the world of the dead for the first time, I am afraid that your soul will be unstable and will lead to a mental breakdown. Now it seems that this problem will not appear, and your spiritual body is about to catch up with Gu Ya. Mr. Yin explained.

"Well, I'll give it a try."

Lin Qianmo was excited, worried, and more eager to try.

Old Mr. Yin didn't say more, with a wave of his big hand, the Dao talisman floated in the air, he made a seal in his hand, chanted the spell, and the Dao talisman became larger and fell flat on the ground.

Mr. Yin stepped on the Dao talisman and stood in the first place.

Lin Qianmo followed closely and stood aside.

"Whoosh!"

The Dao Fu took off, and a pale golden shield rippled on Mr. Yin's body, enveloping Lin Qianmo.

The Dao Fu flew at extreme speed in the gray world, through the black fog, through various illusions, and finally successfully arrived in the sky above Wu City, the Dao Fu carried the two of them to the flat ground, and then shrank into the size of a palm, floating in the air.

"The Dao Talisman will guide you where the dead are, go, I'll wait here for your return." Mr. Yin stood with his hands behind his back.

"Understood."

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