There was a thick fog all around, and the yin qi filled the air, and nothing could be seen clearly, and the breath could not be perceived.

After Wu Xiaonuan looked around, he shrugged his shoulders and said disappreciably: "I don't know, it shouldn't be too little." ”

"Whether you destroy them or send them away, it will consume a huge amount of your energy, you will be very weak at that time, and any little imp can hurt you."

Zhan Liang disapproved of her two methods, because the premise was to put herself in danger.

"Isn't there still you by my side, I'm responsible for sending the lonely ghost away, and you're responsible for protecting me."

Wu Xiaonuan sat on the ground, took out a lot of props from her bag, looked up and smiled at him: "I promised to help your kind return to the netherworld, then you are my bodyguard, it's very fair." ”

Her serious smile after making up her mind was very dazzling, Zhan Liang was in a trance for a moment, and a strange and familiar emotion rippled in her heart.

He has been dead for almost a hundred years, and he has long since lost his heartbeat.

But next to Wu Xiaonuan, he recalled the feeling of his heart beating strongly when he was alive.

"Of course, I'll take care of you." Zhan Liang came back to his senses and half-crouched next to her to guard.

Wu Xiaonuan didn't realize that with him by her side, she could handle her own affairs without worries.

If you want to let the ghosts return to the netherworld, you must first convince them, and before that, there is one more important thing to do.

Wu Xiaonuan found a piece of bare land, drew a gossip map with a peach branch, lit a candle made of corpse oil, and placed it in the middle of the array, and then took out a lot of paper money and began to burn it, with words in his mouth.

"Friends here, come and get the money......"

After the smoke of burning paper money dispersed, the strange fog around it gradually receded, and many pale and withered "human" figures gradually appeared, and staggered towards Wu Xiaonuan.

They look rather horrible, but fortunately, all limbs are there, and their facial features are not missing, so it can be deduced that they were complete corpses when they were buried.

Those ghosts gathered outside Wu Xiaonuan's gossip array, staring at the pile of paper money with empty eyes, but none of them stepped forward to take it.

Wu Xiaonuan continued to chant while burning the paper, and only after seeing that there were more and more ghosts surrounding her, and all the yin qi was converging here, she opened her mouth to talk to them.

"You have been in the Yang Realm for so many years, and no one will worship you on the Qingming Ghost Festival, so it is better to take my money and go back to the Yin Cao Underworld, these underworld coins circulate in the Underworld, which is much better than in the Yang Realm.

If you want to be reincarnated, you can be reborn as a human being after accepting the punishment of King Yama. ”

Wu Xiaonuan was talking to them in a consultative tone.

If they are willing to follow her advice and leave with money and a guide paper, it would be best.

"Why should we trust you?"

Several of the powerful ghosts floated forward, staring at Wu Xiaonuan suspiciously.

In the face of their unfriendly attitude, Wu Xiaonuan was not annoyed, and said calmly: "After you take the paper money, bring this blank paper, and it will automatically lead you to find your way." If I lie to you, you can come back to me based on the breath I left on the blank paper. ”

Her calm appearance, and the fact that there was indeed an aura and Taoism that belonged to her on the white paper, made those ghosts relax their vigilance.

They were babbling and babbling, as if they were discussing.

Wu Xiaonuan was not in a hurry, continued to burn paper money, and wrote Taoist spells on white rice paper.