Chapter 39: Screaming without a tongue
Those ghosts were knocking on the door, but after realizing that their movements were restrained, they all rushed towards Meng Yao and Shenchen.
Some have large mouths and tongues. The head kept falling to the ground, Meng Yao was not surprised by such a picture, but the sound they made was really noisy.
"Shut up! No tongue. The head is still called. Meng Yao let out a low snort, and a sword had already slashed towards them.
Of course, the ghost also knows who is powerful and who is cowardly, and this sword really closed its mouth, but there are still people who flee in a panic, and even hit the door over there.
The door is like an enchantment for ghosts, and generally ghosts that are not particularly powerful will not be able to open the door, and will only knock on the door to scare you.
Meng Yao took out two talismans from his bag and threw them at those ghosts: "Since I met it today, I will do a good deed and overtake you by the way." ”
As soon as they heard about Chaodu, some of those ghosts were unwilling and struggled frantically, but these ghosts were not like the unjust souls that were raised, and it was impossible to escape in the space of the underworld.
Shenchen turned out the Soul Lock Bottle from his arms, looked at Meng Yao's urging charm, purified those ghosts, and when the purification was completed, he opened the Soul Lock Bottle and put the ghosts away.
The corridor was calm again, Meng Yao glanced at Mingchen, Mingchen took the lead in walking forward, he turned the doorknob, and there was a scream from inside the door.
Shenchen frowned slightly: "Don't scream, Qingyuan, you're not in it." ”
"I'm here." The rough male voice is not at all like Qing Yuan's usual voice, but more like an old man who is dozens of years old.
Meng Yao also walked over, and her voice was firm and unmistakable: "Open the door." ”
"No! Who knows if it's that kind of dirty thing. A slightly shrill female voice rang out, obviously disagreeing with Qing Yuan to open the door.
Qing Yuan's arguing voice was a little inaudible, but in the end, he firmly opened the door.
The picture that caught her eye made Meng Yao stunned for a moment, it was a very large room, but there were no furnishings, not even a window.
There were more than 20 people huddled in the room, many with broken arms and legs, and the wounds were still bleeding, and those wounds looked like they had been torn open by something.
Qing Yuan saw that it was really them, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and with a burst of dizziness, he fell straight towards them.
Hades unceremoniously dodged and let him fall to the ground.
"Let's take someone out first, and control that Taoist priest first." Meng Yao came back to his senses and said to Shenchen.
Shenchen nodded, walked over and picked up the skinny man in the corner wearing a Taoist uniform like a chicken.
Meng Yao called the police, and the police quickly arranged for people to come in, rescue assistance, and blockade blockade.
After the toss, it was already an hour later.
Meng Yao sat on the sofa with Shenchen, the Taoist priest was tied up and thrown to the ground, and the police surrounded the entire courtyard.
Meng Yao had already heard Qingyuan's mother talk about the general situation in this hour, and the Taoist priest added beside him.
The general situation is like this: the Taoist priest said that he had picked an auspicious day of the zodiac, and as long as he set up another formation today, he could completely eliminate the trouble of that unjust soul.
Qingyuan's parents have really gotten better these days, of course, they are convinced of this Taoist priest, Meng Yao feels that not only them, but also this Taoist priest himself is convinced of himself.