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The silence was incomparable.

Xiongba had just finished his cultivation and was about to return to his bedroom to rest.

Suddenly, the sound of commotion was heard outside. He listened intently, as if something had started a fire because of his disciple's inattention. The disciples in charge of guarding were hurriedly calling the rest of the disciples to rescue.

At this time, Wen Chouchou ran over in a panic, "Helper, there was a fire just now." The subordinates have sent someone to find out that it was a disciple who was in charge of the vigil who dozed off, and the fire was caused after the candle burned out. The subordinates have already sent someone to put out the fire, and there will be no problem. ”

Xiongba's face was gloomy, "The fire caused by dozing off? What is the use of such a disciple coming and driving him out of the world. Inform all disciples that if such a thing happens in the future, they will be severely punished. ”

At this moment, his mood was inexplicably irritable, and he always felt that something was going to happen. It is precisely because of the inability of this kind of martial artist that Xiongba thinks that there is something strange in this, and it is not good that there are already enemies who have mixed into the world meeting.

"Wen Chou, I suspect that someone has infiltrated the World Society. You go and pass on my orders, search carefully in the gang, and never let go of any suspicious person. ”

"Yes, yes, my subordinates will do it."

This night, Xiongba slept in his clothes and never really fell asleep. During the World Council, a large-scale search and arrest operation was also launched.

However, the whole night passed, and neither any incidents occurred nor any suspicious persons were arrested.

Xiongba looked at the sky suspiciously, was he too careful?

Qin Shuang said on the side: "Master, yesterday's incident should have been caused by the congregation accidentally. The disciples have replaced the original vigil congregation, and they are all cautious people on a daily basis, and there should be no more problems. ”

However, in the middle of the night, something unbelievable still happened.

Many of the disciples of the night vigil had seen a large number of ghost fires wafting everywhere. A disciple with the greater courage went to drive it away, but instead the ghost fire was drawn over, and it kept floating around that disciple, and it felt extremely infiltrating.

Combined with the events of last night, everyone couldn't help but come to a slightly terrifying conclusion: the world will be haunted.

Bang!

Xiongba smashed the teacup in his hand.

"Nonsense! I will be heavy in the world, how can there be ghosts? ”

"However, as a helper, there are many disciples who are in charge of the vigil who have seen it with their own eyes, so there should be no false in this matter." Wen Chouchou stood beside Xiongba and cautiously prayed.

"Huh, haunted? Hellfire for your life? Xiongba was furious, "What about those disciples who saw the ghost fire?" And the disciple you said was entangled in the ghost fire, did he die? ”

Wen Chouchou lowered his head, "That disciple is not dead now, but he is frightened, and the whole person is confused, as if he has been evil." Everyone, everyone is saying that it is ......"

"Say what?" Anger welled up on the hero's face.

"The subordinates don't dare to say it." Wen Chouchou really wanted to slap himself at this time, he had nothing to say about what he was doing.

"You say, 'I forgive you're not guilty.'" Xiongba's tone softened slightly.

Wen Chouchou swallowed his saliva, "There are disciples in the gang who say that it is because we do too much evil in the world on weekdays, so there are evil ghosts who come to ask for their lives." ”

"Presumptuous!"

Xiongba slapped his hand and knocked Wen Chou out of the air.

Fortunately, he paid attention to proportions when he made a move, and Wen Chouchou was just beaten away, but he didn't suffer much damage.

"Shuang'er, what do you think about this?"

Qin Shuang thought for a while, frowned and said, "Master, there must be something strange about this matter. ”

Xiongba snorted coldly, "Shuang'er, you go and send someone to search carefully, and be sure to capture the person who is secretly making trouble, and I will break it into pieces." ”

Qin Shuang bowed down and responded, "Yes, master." ”

The night was also very unpeaceful. Because, yesterday, the person who was entangled in the ghost fire went completely crazy. Under the care of several disciples, he suddenly went crazy and kept biting himself, constantly tearing his body with his hands, and killing himself alive.

The ghost fire of Sen Ran still roamed around the World Meeting, and almost all the congregations hid in their rooms, and no one dared to go out except for those who did not enforce the vigil.

Xiongba looked at the ghost fire outside in the lobby, and he couldn't help but be a little frightened.

Is it really because there will be too much evil in the world, so there will be evil spirits to ask for their lives?

He was originally a somewhat superstitious person, otherwise he would not have believed the criticism of the mud bodhisattva. Seeing these ghost fires floating around, he couldn't help but think back to the people he had killed by himself, and he felt a little panicked in his heart.

The next day, many disciples discovered another incomprehensible thing.

On the square of the Tianxia Society, tens of thousands of ants gathered together to form a sentence: The ghost door is wide open, and the hero is killed!

The crowd was shocked.

What's going on?

Why do these ants clump together to form handwriting?

Isn't it the fifteenth day of the seventh month, that is, seven days later?

Could it be that on that day, there will be countless unjust ghosts and ghosts who will appear in the World Meeting, looking for helpers and congregations to ask for their lives?

"Nonsense!"

When Xiongba saw the handwriting composed of ants, he directly shot out with a palm, destroying all the ants in front of him.

However, what is amazing is that those ants that were blown away but did not die still crawled to the place just now in groups, and continued to form a "ghost door is wide open, and the hero is killed!" "Eight big words.

The surrounding disciples all gasped, this thing was really too evil.

Everyone has added such things as ants, but the ants that can form handwriting have never seen it, let alone this kind of ant that insists on composing handwriting after being blown away by the palm wind.

Xiongba is also a little uncertain at this time, is all this not man-made, but really a ghost asking for his life?

He immediately calmed down and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, since God has warned you, it means that the Heavenly Dao is on the side of the gang leader." It's just some lonely ghosts who have been killed, so what's there to be afraid of? ”

Wen Chouchou immediately echoed loudly: "The gang leader's martial arts are world-famous, wise and martial, with the warning and protection of the heavens, some lonely souls and wild ghosts will definitely die without a place to be buried." ”

Under his leadership, the gang began to shout in a sparse manner. It's just that everyone's faces are still full of fear. The enemy is very willing to be a lonely ghost without a body, how can they deal with it?

Even if the gang leader is the best in the world, there is no way to deal with ghosts, right?

For several days, the whole world society was in a state of panic, and even some disciples quietly fled the world society, wanting to avoid this catastrophe. In the past few days, there are still disciples who are going crazy and dying.

Soon, it was the 15th day of the seventh lunar month......