The ghost slaves consciously lined up and went to Chen Cen one by one to "register", and then Zheng Yi drew the charms, and Meng Xinyao was responsible for distributing the drawn charms to each ghost slave.

Mo Chen stepped forward to help, but was disgusted by Zheng Yi, and the two of them chattered, and turned to Mo Chen to help Meng Xinyao and handed over the drawn talisman to the hands of every ghost slave.

Li Wang took the spell, his eyes were red, and from the shape of his eyebrows and eyes, which were distorted by his strength, Mo Chen could see that he was very excited at the moment.

Li Wang made a muffled whining sound in his throat, but he couldn't see tears on his face, he crawled to the opposite side of Mo Chen and the others, and kowtowed to everyone. "The great kindness of a few people, the small ones will never be forgotten, I am willing to do things to be cattle and horses, and then repay the kindness of the uncles and grandmothers!"

"Hurry up!" Mo Chen hurriedly went to support him, but Li Wang only had his upper body left, but he didn't see that he was kneeling or standing.

Zheng Yi grinned at the corners of his mouth, and kept brushing his hand on the yellow table paper, "It's almost there, your uncle and I didn't want you to repay the favor at all!" Isn't it his big grandmother! Zheng Yi deliberately poked Meng Xinyao with his elbow, squeezing his eyebrows.

Being able to help ghost slaves re-enter reincarnation, is the so-called good deed, Meng Xinyao's mood is very good, she didn't react for a while, she was stupid and responded to Zheng Yi with a word!

Chen Cen's pen action suddenly froze, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at Meng Xinyao suspiciously. And Meng Xinyao was in a good mood, handing over the charm to the ghost slave who stepped forward to receive it, while chatting with Mo Chen and Li Wang.

Zheng Yi only gave Meng Xinyao a favor, and consciously bargained, glanced at Meng Xinyao, and continued to draw talismans happily. Chen Cen was the only one who suddenly became gloomy, she sighed secretly, the ghost slave in front of her saw that she never put down the record, and was a little anxious to urge, but she was afraid of annoying her, so she rubbed her hands hesitantly and didn't know what to do.

When people are in a good mood, everything is like divine help, and the speed is extremely fast. After a while, all the ghost slaves who could trace the cause of their death and the time of their death and other detailed information received the drawing talisman, and in the lonely and empty courtyard, several ghost slaves stood in one place, and they all thanked them again.

"Engong, I'm leaving soon, and I don't know your name yet." Li Wang looked at Mo Chen gratefully.

After the ghost reports to the underworld, he waits for reincarnation, crosses the Nai He Bridge, and drinks Meng Po soup, which is a write-off of the past. Although Li Wang would soon forget all the hardships and joys he had experienced in this life, Mo Chen still smiled at him very gentlemanly and said politely, "Hello, my name is Mo Chen!" “

"Mo Chen......" Li Wang muttered Mo Chen's name, a bright smile bloomed on his face that looked extremely sad, and he nodded and said, "I wrote it down, Engong!" “

"Go ahead!" Mo Chen said.

Zheng Yi broke a branch, connected the charms of other different patterns that he had drawn, and hung them between the branches, while he himself climbed the rockery of the courtyard with the branches high.

Mo Chen stared at the string of spells that Zheng Yi picked up with a tree branch from a distance, which seemed to be very similar to the spirit flag, Zheng Yiwu muttered a spell that was not heard by outsiders, and suddenly shouted, "The netherworld gate has been opened, so don't wait to get on the road quickly!" “

Mo Chen inexplicably hit a spirit, and watched the group of ghost slaves who got the spell turn into curling green smoke and drift away in a blink of an eye.

The ghost slaves who didn't get the spell were only a dozen or so, and they watched their "companions" disappear in a daze, not knowing what to think in their hearts.

Zheng Yi jumped off the rockery, Mo Chen looked at the group of ghost slaves waiting in place, and asked, "They, what is the arrangement?" “

Zheng Yi looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Don't look for me about this, I've done everything I can!" ”

“C!” Mo Chen suddenly became a little angry, thinking to himself, how can your grandson only do half of the good thing, so he listened to the Jingde Zen Master behind him.

"Amitabha, don't worry, don't worry, the rest is left to the old man!" Zen Master Jingde said, and the little monk hurriedly handed a purple sandalwood bowl to the Zen master.

Zen Master Jingde took the bowl over, and read the scriptures in a low voice, Mo Chen vaguely saw that the bowl gradually radiated golden light, and the light shone on the faces of the remaining ten or so ghost slaves, and they all looked serene, it turned out that the so-called next thing was taken over by the Zen master, and the Zen master was responsible for surpassing these ghost slaves who could not report to the underworld.

Suddenly, an angry shout exploded in the courtyard of this quiet night, and Mo Chen heard a familiar voice shouting, "My family has been wronged, the enemy is close at hand, what are you waiting for?! “

Before the voice fell, a black shadow flew in front of the ghost slave who was waiting for the excess, and with a wave of his hand, Mo Chen smelled a strong bloody breath.

Mo Chen looked at it intently, and the person who came was Xu Yaohua, who had disappeared for a long time, and what he had just squandered at the group of ghost slaves was his own blood. The reason why Mo Chen knew that it was Xu Yaohua's blood was because the long wound on his wrist was still bleeding outward.

"Your uncle!" Seeing that the Zen master was about to purify the ghost slaves and the transcendent ceremony was about to succeed, Xu Yaohua, who suddenly appeared, interrupted everything, Zheng Yi scolded angrily, and rushed over with a peachwood sword.

The ghost slaves who were stained with Xu Yaohua's blood suddenly seemed to have lost their hearts and went crazy, and they all roared violently, and suddenly attacked Mo Chen and the others.

"Everyone, be careful!" Mo Chen reminded.

Zen Master Jingde remained as it was, reciting the scriptures, and the little monk said anxiously, "Don't give up halfway in the transcendent Dharma, otherwise the master and the soul who has been exceeded will be in danger!" “

"Xiao Meng, you are responsible for protecting the Zen master!" Mo Chen shouted.

At present, Meng Xinyao can only be entrusted with the personal safety of the Zen master, Zheng Yi has already been with Xu Yaohua, Xu Yaohua has been missing for these years, I don't know what has happened, and when he returned to Mo Chen and them, he was already a non-human and non-ghost.

His hair was unkempt, his face was blue, his round eyes were high and bulging, his lips were purple, and what was even more strange was that even Mo Chen, an ordinary man, was not difficult to feel the strange aura from Xu Yaohua's body, strong and dark.

To say that Zheng Yi has fought with demons and monsters for many years, not to mention Taoism, he is not inferior in hand-to-hand combat, but he fought against Xu Yaohua, but he failed to subdue him immediately.

Mo Chen suddenly had a bad premonition, the current Xu Yaohua is already very human, or rather, he is more likely, he can no longer be described as a human character.

The ghost slaves who were mad by Xu Yaohua pounced on Mo Chen and the others like zombies, Mo Chen stopped Chen Cen behind him, picked up the stick standing by the courtyard wall, used it as a weapon, and waved it at the ghost slaves who pounced on him.

However, this was only a delaying strategy, and Mo Chen secretly calculated in his heart that if he couldn't come up with a solution, sooner or later they would be planted in the hands of this group of rampaging ghost slaves.