"Small mourning, small mourning, small mourning......"

In a trance, I heard someone calling me, and when I opened my heavy eyes, I saw Seionji Harumi squatting beside me, his face full of uneasiness and anxiety.

I slowly got up from the ground, rubbed my swollen head, and said to Saionji Qingming, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"There's a big hole in my chest, how can I be okay?"

Hearing Saionji Haruaki say this, I remembered that just now in the "Ghost Fantasy Realm", I condensed the blood flowing from my body into the "Blood Hell Red Lotus Sword" and killed Kang Gu at one time, although I shed a lot of blood, my body did not feel unwell.

Seeing that I was fine, Xiyuan Temple Qingming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "We separated after falling into that mysterious space, Xiao Fu, I have been looking for you for a long time." ”

I nodded, and said with a solemn face: "The 'Ghost Illusion' created by the undead priest is really unspeakably dangerous, fortunately I killed Kang Gu in time and cracked the formation, otherwise we would both have to explain here today." ”

As he was talking, Saionji Harumi said with a surprised expression, "We seem to have returned to the corridor." ”

In my impression, before we fell into the "ghost fantasy", the corridor was almost dark, but at this moment, the bright energy-saving lamps lit up the narrow corridor.

"The undead priest should be hiding in a room on the second floor, Xiao Fu, we have to be careful!"

I nodded and replied worriedly, "Well, I see! ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly realized that something was wrong. After calming down and pondering carefully, I finally realized that something was wrong.

Ever since I woke up, I hadn't felt the breath of the undead priest, which was in stark contrast to the sense of foreboding that had arisen in my heart when I first entered the villa.

After listening to what I said, Xiyuan Temple Qingming asked in a serious tone, "According to your meaning, did the undead priest run away with oil on the soles of his feet?" ”

"I'm not sure either, but I really didn't feel his presence. In other words, there is no breath of the undead priest in this villa, and it is very likely that he will retreat early when we are trapped in the 'Ghost Realm'. ”

Haruaki Saionji scratched his cheek and asked me very puzzled, "The undead priest has a terrible power that can kill us, but why did he run?" What is the relationship between him and Huang Shaoyong's father and son? ”

I curled the corners of my mouth and said confidently: "These questions can only be answered by asking the scumbag father and son in person." ”

There were several rooms on the second floor, and just as I was guessing which room Huang Shaoyong and his son would be in, Xiyuan Temple Qingming said to me: "Yesterday, after Huang Yuanchao brought Jiawen back, I saw that he locked Jiawen in the room on the right hand side at the end of the corridor. ”

A porcelain vase with rune paper? Could it be that Zhang Wenjing's soul is in that bottle?

"How could Brother Qingming know so many things?" I asked, a little suspicious.

In the face of my question, Xiyuan Temple Qingming replied calmly: "Huang Yuanchao's kid is very trusting, and he took the initiative to lead him to visit the second floor, so he was able to discover so much important information. However, when Zai Xia asked to take a look at the room where Jiawen was imprisoned, Huang Yuanchao decisively refused. ”

I scoffed and said, "That bastard has a ghost in his heart, so naturally he won't dare to let you enter the room to visit." ”

Having said that, I distanced myself from Xiyuan Temple Qingming one after the other, and tiptoed to the room where Jiawen was imprisoned, trying not to make a sound under my feet.

The two of us stood outside the door, Xiyuan Temple Qingming stretched out his hand and pushed the door of the room, and found that the door was not locked, I whispered to him: "After the attack will be entered, you go to save Jiawen and Zhang Wenjing, and Huang Shaoyong and his son will be solved by me." ”

Xiyuan Temple Qingming asked me with a confused face: "Who is Zhang Wenjing?" ”

I had no choice but to tell Huang Yuanchao about the thing he did, and when I heard that Qingming in Xiyuan Temple had blue tendons on his forehead, he couldn't help but kick the door open.

After rushing into the room, I saw Huang Shaoyong and Huang Yuanchao huddled in the corner, their bodies trembling constantly, and Jiawen was still tied to the pillar, unconscious.

"Dog thief, come here!"

I brandished the Tiangang sword and rushed to the corner, lifted Huang Yuanchao's collar, and was about to kill him with a knife, when Huang Shaoyong suddenly hugged my feet, pleaded with a handful of snot and tears: "Master Chen, we know it's wrong!" Please let Yuan Chao go, he is innocent, if you want to settle the account, it will all be on my head! ”

I raised my leg to shake off Huang Shaoyong, grabbed Huang Yuanchao's head with one hand and slammed it against the wall, shouting angrily as I smashed: "What did you do to my sister? ”

It wasn't until the white wall was stained red by the blood bursting out of my head that I let go of the dying Huang Yuanchao, raised my right foot and stomped on his knee fiercely, and asked sharply, "Wasn't you very good yesterday?" How did you become dumb after only a day? ”

Huang Shaoyong struggled to get up from the ground, and said to me with tears in his eyes: "Master Chen, please let Yuan Chao go!" As long as you let him go, I'll tell you the whole truth. ”

I turned my head and said murderously: "If you have half a lie, your father and son will be killed on the spot today!" ”

Huang Shaoyong had no choice but to cast a poisonous curse in front of us, the content of which was nothing more than that if you lie, you will be struck by thunder from the sky and you will never be able to live forever.

After the poisonous curse, Huang Shaoyong wiped his tears and snot, and told us the whole thing with a look of remorse.

Taking advantage of Huang Shaoyong's confession, Qingming of Xiyuan Temple untied a few ropes that bound Jiawen, he touched Jiawen's snort, and said to me in surprise: "Still alive!" ”

I nodded at Xiyuan Temple Qingming, and motioned for him to take Jiawen to the hospital first, and I would go and meet him as soon as I was done with my side.

Xiyuan Temple Qingming understood and hugged Jiawen's "princess" in his arms, and I saw that he hugged Jiawen's action, which was really indescribably awkward.

About half an hour after Xiyuan Temple Qingming left, Huang Shaoyong finally finished explaining all the things that happened, because he said too much nonsense, mixed with a lot of useless information, so I condensed Huang Shaoyong's confession to you.

One day half a month ago, a senior executive of the Star Picking Club took the initiative to contact Huang Shaoyong, saying that his biological daughter Huang Yaojing now lives in the "Jiawen Feng Shui Measurement Shop" on Yinyang Street, Guandu District, Qingchen City.

His daughter has been missing for more than ten years, and Huang Shaoyong, the bastard, has never thought of looking for his daughter, and now that he heard about his daughter's whereabouts, Huang Shaoyong was not particularly excited.

He told the executive, "My daughter died more than a decade ago. The senior said very dissatisfied: "Don't you want to bring your daughter home?" ”

Huang Shaoyong decisively refused, guess what? When the high-level heard Huang Shaoyong's words, he threatened angrily: "No matter what grievances and entanglements your family has, I will leave the words here today, Huang Shaoyong, you have to bring your daughter back even if you do whatever it takes, this is an order!" ”

"What if I don't comply?" Huang Shaoyong asked tentatively.

The high-level snorted disdainfully, and said word by word: "The family is ruined, and the people and money are empty", and then hung up the phone.

When Huang Shaoyong heard the last warning from the high-level, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and he began to regret why he wanted to join the Star Picking Club for small profits in the first place.

As the saying goes, there is no turning back when the bow is opened, there is no regret medicine for him in this world, since Huang Shaoyong is a member of the Star Picking Society, he must unconditionally obey the instructions of his superiors.

According to the internal rules of the Star Picking Society, all cultists who disobey the orders of their superiors will be executed, and even their families will not escape the clutches of the devil. To put it bluntly, it is a bit similar to the Zhulian Nine Clans in ancient times.

In order to protect his family and prevent the industry he had worked hard for many years from being burned, Huang Shaoyong began to plan how to bring Jiawen home.

A few days later, Huang Yuanchao was imprisoned for violating Zhang Wenjing, and then things happened as Huang Shaoyong and I said when we first met, he spent a lot of money to get through the relationship and bail out Huang Yuanchao, and Zhang Wenjing committed suicide less than two or three days later.

After Huang Shaoyong learned of this, he hatched a bold plan: to fabricate Zhang Wenjing's death and turn into a ghost to seek revenge at home, so that Chen Xiaofu and his sister, that is, my daughter Huang Yaojing, could be invited back home.

Huang Shaoyong is arrogant by nature, and at a banquet, he inadvertently revealed his plan to Huang Yuanchao and a disciple of the Star Picking Society, who immediately said that the organization would help Huang Shaoyong.

Later, the Star Picking Society really sent people to assist Huang Shaoyong, and those people were the gangsters who blocked Zhang Wenwu's house yesterday afternoon, and their real identities were ordinary disciples of the Southeast Asian branch of the Star Picking Society.

On the other hand, Huang Yuanchao found Kang Gu, a head lowerer who was wanted by Interpol, through an acquaintance, and accidentally learned that Xiyuan Temple Qingming was in Longshan, so he took a lot of trouble to invite Xiyuan Temple Qingming over.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, Huang Shaoyong and his son spent a few days to lay a big net in Longshan City, just waiting for me and Jiawen to drill into it.

The day before yesterday, Huang Shaoyong came to the store to look for me, and after listening to his commission, I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but I saw that his attitude was so sincere, and his heart was soft, and finally agreed.

Unexpectedly, Jiawen and I came all the way from the provincial capital to Longshan City to help them exorcise ghosts from the provincial capital, and almost died in the hands of Huang Shaoyong and Huang Yuanchao's father and son.

By the way, here is some additional information: Huang Shaoyong's plan has been valued by the high-level of the Star Picking Society, and since the incident in the Village, the senior management of the Star Picking Society has regarded me as a thorn in the flesh and has always wanted to get rid of me as soon as possible. In order to cooperate with Huang Shaoyong's plan, the Star Picking Society actually sent a veteran-level big man like the Undead Priest.

It can be seen that these bastards of the Star Picking Society really paid a bloody price in order to take my life. What the undead priest did in the whole operation was nothing more than three things: first, cast a spell to trap Zhang Wenjing's soul and seal it in a small porcelain vase; second, set up a "Taiyin Gathering Ghost Array" in the Huang Family Villa; Third, after we broke the "Taiyin Gathering Ghost Array" and entered the villa, we quickly launched the "Ghost Fantasy Realm", trying to kill us once and for all.

However, the undead priest made a lot of calculations, but he didn't calculate: when my life was hanging by a thread, I comprehended a new trick "Blood Hell Red Lotus Sword" to kill Kang Gu, who was the eye of the illusion array.

The two most proud formations of the undead priest were broken by me one after another, and his self-confidence was frustrated, and he planned to retreat for the time being, and then slowly settle accounts with me later. Of course, these are just my personal speculations, even Huang Shaoyong doesn't know why the undead priest took people away without saying a word, according to his thoughts, the undead priest may be disappointed with the situation and missed the great opportunity to get rid of me, so he ran away with his subordinates.

I opened the seal on the small porcelain vase and released Zhang Wenjing's soul, Zhang Wenjing heard me say that her parents had died yesterday, and she was immediately angry, and completely turned into a terrible ghost.

This time, I didn't stop Zhang Wenjing. Just before leaving, he said to her: "After that, I will send you to reincarnation." ”

Zhang Wenjing opened a pair of ghost eyes with only the whites of her eyes left, and nodded gratefully: "Thank you, Master Chen!" Your kindness will never be forgotten! ”

Walked out of the room and closed the door, there was a burst of pig-like screams behind me, I listened to it, but I felt extremely happy: Huang Shaoyong, Huang Yuanchao father and son have done all the evil things, and this time they have finally been retributed!