"These nuns, as long as they chant the scriptures, they don't want to be nunnery, right?"

Su Muhan was really interested now, and he really wanted to see what kind of divine could still be so calm in such a fire.

If you can find a thousand-year-old thief nun in this incense nunnery, maybe you can beat her to death to be your own subordinate!

With such a calm bearing, how can the necromancer made of it be on par with the eclipse corpse demon!

So Su Muhan kicked open the door room by room, although he was already prepared in his heart, but when he found that this Xiangji Nunnery really had no one at all, he was really taken aback......

If there is no one, where does the Sanskrit sound come from......

Except for the tattered talismans plastered all over the house, there was nothing else.

Ghost should be in the deep forest......

Su Muhan suddenly began to understand the meaning of this ghost Ying Shenlin, there is no one, but there are human voices everywhere, what is this not a ghost?

"Then since you are all ghosts, then I will unceremoniously burn this place down!"

Raising the torch, this Xiangjian seemed to have finally reacted, and Su Muhan was finally able to see the true face of this ghost forest this time.

The gloomy aura is constantly whistling, but the weird Sanskrit sound still never stops, countless pairs of scarlet eyes are staring at Su Muhan, it seems that as long as Su Muhan has the slightest rash move, he can knock Su Muhan to the bone and suck the marrow and do it as a human!

It's just that Su Muhan will take care of these, the fire that should be lit will not fall, and the house that should be burned will not be left, even if you stare through your eyes, you don't bother to take care of you.

As a result, the bonfire, which originally had only one place, turned into a carnival of a city and a carnival of flames in a blink of an eye.

I don't know if this Xiangji Nunnery is in disrepair, or the structure itself is very loose, not long after Su Muhan's fire was put down, the flames here began to decline from prosperity, and the house that originally looked good collapsed in an instant.

"Give me back my life......"

"I died unjustly......"

"Help me...... Any of you will come and save me......"

"Please, don't kill me, don't eat my ......"

The originally illusory Sanskrit sounds, for some reason, have all turned into the cries of wild ghosts, all over the sky.

In the gradually extinguishing flames, countless miserable white souls began to gather closer to Su Muhan's body, their bloodless faces were close to Su Muhan's body, and their cold fingertips floated on Su Muhan's face, Su Muhan didn't know when he had become their prey......

Su Muhan looked at these wandering lonely souls and wild ghosts seriously, and then looked at the Xiangji Nunnery that had been burned to ashes, as well as the human meat buns on the ground that had not been affected by the fire in the slightest, and had a rough answer in his heart......

"You're the ones who were made into buns, aren't you? No...... It should be said that you are the unjust souls of these buns, right? ”

As soon as Su Muhan asked, in an instant, the terrible ghost howl tore through the sky, as if countless miserable people were crying in inhumane torture, begging for the possibility of life.

But the facts that were already in front of them cruelly told them that they were dead, brutally killed, and that there was no place to bury them......

It was even made into horrible human meat buns......

At this moment, Su Muhan finally understood the meaning of the existence of this Xiangji Nunnery and the ever-extinct Sanskrit sound in the Nunnery, everything done here was to suppress the lonely souls who were wailing here!