Xie Mansion back garden Jin'er residence.

"What happened to the Xie family?" Jin'er asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, Miss." The one who answered her was Yan Xiaosan, the Yan family's "army" in Xie Yu's team of mercenaries, ranked third among the thirteen tigers of Yanmen, and he was specifically responsible for the safety of Jin'er and Ai Qingqing.

"I always felt like something was wrong." Jin Eryu's hand stroked her hair, looking coquettish.

Yan Xiaosan is strictly trained, although he is not completely immune to a stunner like Jin'er, he can still resist the "temptation", besides, he doesn't dare to think about it, the relationship between master and servant is there, if Xie Yu knows, he will definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

"Miss, don't worry, I'll tell you something, my lord told me to protect you, don't worry."

"Whoever wants you to protect, I just want Qin Lingxuan, hum." Jin'er said coquettishly.

"Yes, Miss, when the 'Master of the Pony' comes, I will bring him over."

"Na, what you said," Jin'er said innocently, as if Yan Xiaosan's words were a guarantee.

The words have already been spoken, and he can't make any more changes, he can only "make a mistake", as long as he can coax this eldest lady, he will be asked for nothing else.

"It's so boring here every day, I'm going to go out to breathe," Jin'er suddenly stood up and stretched.

Yan Xiaosan was immediately frightened and caught off guard.

"What? You won't let me out? ”

"Don't dare, it's just that the adults have told me, if Ai Qingqing ......"

"Okay, okay, I know, every day I know that adults are big and short, and I can't go out if I don't go out!" Jin'er sat back on the bed helplessly.

Yan Xiaosan secretly rejoiced, fortunately Jin'er didn't have any thoughts, otherwise, he wouldn't know how to reply to him.

Xie Zhai reception hall.

"Meng Lang, you say, what kind of system is Qin Lingxuan, it is so 'against the sky'," Xie Yu sat in the position of the head of the family, always puzzled.

"I don't know, but, I'm sure, he can unravel the mystery of the parchment." Meng Lang sat down below him.

"With the gecko birthmark on his neck?" Xie Yu asked.

"yes, don't you think?"

"Although I can't find any eyebrows, he is really not ordinary."

The two of you and I kept chatting one by one, they hadn't talked like this for a long time.

"Report, they have arrived, waiting outside Xie's house." A mercenary, heavily armed, was reporting to Xie Yu.

"Bring them in, no need to blindfold them," Xie Yu gave a "special exemption" order.

"You old fellow, you're quite generous, the next time I come, can you get this level of treatment?" Meng Lang is the more he chats, the happier he becomes.

In fact, as soon as he thought of solving the mystery of the parchment immediately, finding Pongsheng Village, and seeing Meng Tiantian again, he was naturally in a good mood.

"My lord," about twenty people stood in the living room, all of them were warlocks, some of them were immortal wind bones, some were enlightened, and some of them were enlightened, forming a strange group of warlocks.

"Oh, Master Lang!" The warlock at the head is a Taoist priest, he is wearing a cyan Taoist robe, a purple and gold Taoist crown on his head, holding a Taoist bun, holding floating dust in his hand, looking like a wandering immortal.

"Monk Fenghe, your eyesight is still the same as it was back then," Meng Lang also reminisced with him, he was acquainted with Meng Lang during the journey to find Pang Sheng Village.

"Where, where!" Monk Fenghe humbly said that he was the highest cultivator among his peers, so he was called a monk.

"Monk Fenghe, who are they?" Xie Yu wanted to find out the identities of these people so that he could determine their value.

"My lord, they are the ones I met when I was traveling outside, their skills are extraordinary, and their cultivation is also quite high, they are usually idle clouds and wild cranes, and they can be called the leaders in this world, and it is also for the sake of your Xie family's face that they agreed to help,." Monk Fenghe went straight to the point and no longer turned mountains and rivers.

When introducing his peers, he did not have a trace of modesty, but deliberately raised their value, so that Xie Yu could be completely reassured.

"You have all the great avenues to come to the Xie family, Xie Yu, the head of the Xie family, thank you in advance, and then I will wash the dust for you." Xie Yu smiled and arched his hand, after all, there was a request for help now.

"Your Excellency, my lord!" The others returned the salute.

"Presumably, when you came, you had already seen the situation of Xie Zhai," Xie Yu said in a deep voice.

"But the clouds are you talking about?" Brother Fenghe was thoughtful.

"Exactly, it was the sky that shrouded the entire Bixian County before, and then I don't know why, I only lingered in my Xie Mansion."

"That dark cloud is the Hundred Ghost Resurrection Regiment," Monk Fenghe said with a calm face.

According to him, the dark clouds are not a natural phenomenon at all, but an army of ghosts, no wonder they are so terrifying.

Monk Fenghe pinched his fingers and calculated, muttering to himself, and suddenly, his face became gloomy, "The Xie family has caused a catastrophe." ”

"Oh?" Xie Yu suddenly became interested.

"The Xie family has died one after another, Fang Dalong, Young Master Qi," Monk Fenghe paused, a ray of light flashed in his eyes, "and the third master Xie Tiancheng." ”

Xie Tiancheng died recently, and the Xie family secretary is not mourning, so outsiders don't know about it at all.

"It seems that the Fenghe Monk's Taoism is getting higher and higher, and even Xie Tiancheng is dead, he can accurately calculate it." Meng Langdu began to admire him.

"Lang Ye praised," he saluted with his armrest.

"What did you say was going on with that Hundred Ghost Resuscitation Group?" Being pressed by dark clouds all day long, Meng Lang has long been tired of it.

Monk Fenghe explained to them: The Hundred Ghost Resurrection Group is from another world, it is a "legion" composed of a hundred ferocious and violent ghosts, they will not leave if they don't come, they should not appear in the human world, let alone in the Xie Mansion, their arrival is a catastrophe.

Xie Yu finally understood, no wonder there was always thunder rolling in the dark clouds, like a ghost screaming, no wonder the dark clouds couldn't disperse for a long time, it turned out that it was all caused by the revival of the hundred ghosts.

"Xie Yu, let's ask something nutritious, you are the landlord, you come to ask, lest I take the lead." Meng Lang threw the right to speak to Xie Yu.

Xie Yu was still thinking about what questions to ask, only to see that Monk Fenghe's lips were about to open and close, ready to move.

"Is there a distinguished guest from the Xie family's mansion, or is it a particularly noble one," Monk Fenghe shook the dust, his face mysterious.

"What?" Xie Yu and Meng Lang were shocked, Qin Lingxuan was secretly arrested, and he didn't reveal the slightest rumor, he could even know this, and his ability can be seen.

"It's hard for you to answer this topic, so let's talk about the Hundred Ghost Recovery Group!" The Peak Crane Monk is becoming more and more mysterious and unpredictable.

"The Hundred Ghost Resurgence Group is so tricky, do you have a way to clean it up?" Xie Yu's tone was soft, giving him enough face, the strong, no matter where they go, they are respected.

"It's a little tricky."

Knowing that his words were not finished, Xie Yu did not interrupt him.

"We came this time to follow the ghost qi, and with the invitation of the third master, we are ready." Brother Fenghe stroked his goatee.

"Please also say so!"

"We have prepared a special formation to deal with the Hundred Ghost Recovery Group, called the Three-Star Demon Altar."

"Oh?" Xie Yu was overjoyed, his heart was full of joy, and he asked excitedly, "Is it possible to protect my Xie family?" ”

"Your Excellency, please rest assured, as soon as the Hundred Ghost Resuscitation Group is destroyed, the Xie Mansion will be safe," Brother Fenghe said confidently.

Xie Yu's heart also calmed down.

Meng Lang faintly felt uneasy, although Monk Fenghe could pinch and calculate, but he had not yet figured out the murder of the evil spirit gecko, which was the key to the most headache.

"You need to borrow the treasure land of the adults to use it, so that you can open the altar." Brother Fenghe pleaded.

"Even if you use it, if you need it, just open your mouth, I'll let Yan Dong prepare it for you." Xie Yu readily agreed.

"Thank you, sir!"

Monk Fenghe led Xie Yu and Meng Lang to the gate of Xie Mansion, and the other warlocks also followed.

"My lord, the anger here is too heavy, and it is precisely because of these anger that the Hundred Ghost Resurrection Group has been entrenched here, presumably there has been a massacre here."

"That's right." Xie Yu did not shy away from it at all, he knew that Monk Fenghe would not publicize the matter, and he would never do such a thing that harmed others and was not beneficial to himself.

"I think the three-star Fu Demon Altar is set up here, and it is also the best feng shui treasure here."

Governor Fenghe then asked the others for their opinions, and they all agreed.

Twenty sorcerers began to get busy, either drawing talismans, sticking them to the previous locust tree, or sitting on the blood-soaked road and chanting.

Monk Fenghe personally drew a ghost exorcism charm and pasted it on the gate of Xie Mansion, saying that it could protect Xie Mansion from being disturbed by ghosts.

They then erected a three-meter-high gimbal at the site of the massacre that day, just under the dark clouds.

Then, they began to take out all the "ritual instruments" that could be used, such as dusters, prayer beads, talismans, scriptures, etc., and hang them, or lay them, or paste them, or stand upright......

I saw that Brother Fenghe bit his middle finger and wrote a lot of incomprehensible words on the three runes, and then pasted them to the left, middle, and right positions of the three-star demon altar.

Xie Yu looked at the three-star demon altar full of inscriptions, relieved and admired in his heart.

"Ten black dogs, five black goats, a hundred roosters, and ten pounds of boy urine must be prepared!"

"Just leave these to Yan Donglai!"

With a cigarette, Yan Donglai prepared everything.

"My lord, you should avoid it first, so as not to bring you bad luck." Monk Fenghe said worriedly.

Xie Yu and Meng Lang returned to the living room together, because of Xie Tiancheng's experience, he still couldn't put his mind at ease, and decided to accompany Xie Hunyuan.

Meng Lang didn't want to be a "-stirring stick" anymore, the only thing he was worried about now was Qin Lingxuan, so he returned to the secret prison and studied Qin Lingxuan with the scholars.

Xie Yu also returned to Xie Hunyuan's bedroom to visit him.

The dark clouds in the sky were restless, and the thunder inside grew louder and louder.

"Rise to the altar!"

With the order of Monk Fenghe, all kinds of fancy warm-ups began.

"Go to the altar!"

Twenty people line up in an equilateral triangle, each holding something in his hands.

"Drop!"

The antelope horns of the boy year, the black dog's blood, and the black goat were raised above their heads, and in a short time, they were thrown into the dark clouds.

"Woo, woo......" There was a terrible scream from the dark clouds.

"Close!"

Monk Fenghe took the lead, he jumped in a fish, turned his head in mid-air, and then took out a large number of talismans written in rooster blood, and threw them into the dark clouds one by one.

The others also leapt into the air, throwing blood talismans into the dark clouds.

"Woo la ......" a painful sound sounded, and a black rain fell in the dark clouds, the rain was acidic and extremely corrosive, and it fell on the grass on the road, and the flowers and plants withered instantly.

"Now!"

They lined up, spinning the magic weapons in their hands, chanting incantations and scriptures in their mouths.

In an instant, the heads of the ghosts appeared in the dark clouds, they were terrifying, they were mourning all over the field, staring at everyone angrily.

The dark clouds are just an illusion, this is the true face of the Hundred Ghost Resuscitation Group.

"Isn't that right? Why won't the Hundred Ghost Resuscitation Group fight back? Brother Fenghe wondered.

Although, I don't know the specific reason why they wandered out of the other world, but, with their strength, they won't be so weak, besides, even if they can't be defeated, can't they escape? You know, once they are thrown around, it's hard to clean up.

He pondered: The Hundred Ghost Recovery Group is really strange, they seem to be controlled by something, they don't dare to move, they only dare to hover over the Xie Mansion, and they don't even dare to fight back......

I don't have time to think about it so much, so I better clean them up first, so as not to cause any trouble, and then not only will it be difficult to explain to the Xie family, but my reputation will also be ruined.

"Extinguish!" The Peak Crane monk dragged the heavy scales, full of majesty.

Everyone put the magic weapons into the dark clouds, and the sound of "Ding Lingdang" roared!

"Hiss, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......" A hundred ghost cry howls came, gloomy and desolate, tragic and tragic.

"Chant the scriptures!"

The crowd chanted, and although it was chaotic, the melody was majestic.

The Hundred Ghost Resuscitation Group gradually disappeared amid the screams, and the dark clouds also faded away, leaving behind a cloud of black gas that lingered......

"Three-star Demon Road, surpass the dead soul, return to the Nine Springs, and the human world will be peaceful!"

I saw a path of light as white as the moon appear out of thin air, and the black gas let out a roar of resentment, and was unwillingly sucked in, and the hundred ghosts also stepped on the path of light, no longer struggling, and went back to Huangquan Road.

The dark clouds that had been entrenched over Xie's house for many days completely dissipated, the sky gradually cleared, and the Xie family saw the light of day again.

The Hundred Ghost Resuscitation Group left completely, and there were no more unjust ghosts around Xie Mansion......

"Close!"

Everyone was already sweating profusely, picked up their magic weapons, and jumped off the three-star demon altar.

"You have to remember that this is the Xie family, don't make nonsense, be cautious in your words and deeds!" Monk Fenghe said worriedly.

"Understood!"

Monk Fenghe was worried in his heart: first, these Taoist friends of his were not deeply involved in the world, and he was afraid that he would make trouble and cause trouble; The second is the abnormal performance of the Hundred Ghost Recovery Group, which is really unpredictable for him, he thought that he would have to experience a vicious fight, but he didn't expect it to be so easy, they didn't even have a superfluous struggle, why is all this?

He was puzzled and uneasy.