When those Yin soldiers looked at me together, my blood was about to congeale. Damn, let this girl die. The copper lock reacted very quickly, snatching Wang Zitong's mobile phone, and her mother was still yelling in the mobile phone. The brass lock threw the phone against the ground and threw it to the opposite side, and the sound faded away. The mobile phone rolled and landed under a pillar opposite, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, and I saw that there was a black shadow in the Yin Soldier team and suddenly flicked it, only to see a long whip fly out, hit the mobile phone, and "snap" and shattered.

Wang Zitong screamed softly and pinched the copper lock. Copper Lock endured the pain, and didn't know her as well. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, these yin soldiers looked at the gimmicks and dragged the Tyrants one by one, but in fact, the IQ was not very high, and the phone was thrown away.

I was secretly glad that one of the three flower-faced people came out and strode towards the stone monument where we were dodging.

"It's broken, it's broken." The copper lock secretly complained, and he said to me: "Lao Liu, why don't we throw this little girl out of the road." ”

Wang Zitong glared at us fiercely: "Are you embarrassed?" ”

I nodded at the same time as the copper lock: "Excuse me." ”

As the flowery face walked over, the sound of the gong became more and more urgent, and our hearts were in our throats.

We don't look at it either. When he came, he simply hid behind the rocks and didn't dare to look at them. The black mist rolled in and drifted along the sides of the stones, getting colder and colder around.

At this moment, suddenly a bell rang, and it was heartwarming, and then a person said "ah". Very deep and dignified, full of baritone metallic. The sound was ethereal, and the aftermath was not finished, and suddenly, all the sounds were gone, and there was no movement in the four corners.

The three of us leaned against the stone monument and looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

Wang Zitong couldn't help but be curious, and quietly probed, she patted us: "It's okay, everyone is gone." ”

I went to see with the copper lock, and the apse was quiet, and sure enough, there was no one. Not only that, but there was not a trace of it, as if everything that I had just seen was an illusion and had never happened at all.

I wiped my face, and I was drenched in cold sweat. Just about to go out, the copper lock pulled me: "I'm damn, don't go out." Big niece, are you short-sighted, what are you looking outside the door? ”

Outside the main hall, the rain has stopped, and the moon is cold and the stars are scarce. Outside, in the open space, the black fog was shrouded, the shadows were sufficient, and a large shadow shook under the black pressure. In the center is a huge table, and a huge figure is sitting behind it with its back to us. I saw him wearing a python robe and jade belt, and his figure was majestic, and when he looked from behind, there was really a king elephant.

Wang Zitong slipped out from behind the stones, ran a few steps like a kitten, hid behind the base of the wall, and peeked out of the window.

Copperlock and I had no choice but to follow her, to her, and peep through the crack in the window, where we could see the silhouette from this angle. It was obvious in the moonlight that it was Brother Peng Liangpeng.

He seemed to be thinking about something, sitting on a large chair, slightly brushing his beard, and closing his eyes slightly. At this time, the backyard gate was open, and I saw a team of Yin soldiers walking out with a thick black fog. In the hazy moonlight, they seemed to be floating, and there was no sound at all. The scene was very permeating, and we were clinging to the base of the wall, and we didn't dare to breathe.

In front of their team, it was the black shadow on a paper horse, with two chains in his hand, and disappeared into the confused night.

It didn't take long for the Yin soldiers in the courtyard to be gone. Only Brother Peng and the three flower-faced men were left. The flower-faced man stood behind Brother Peng, like a dynasty Mahan. After a short time, I suddenly heard the sound of chains in the black fog in the distance, and the Yin soldiers turned back.

They came back this time, bringing in the ghosts from outside. The imprisoned spirits were chained through the lute bone. There was a big slip on the chain, one after the other.

Looking at the past in the moonlight, there were teams of people, and it was impossible to tell how many there were for a while. They were escorted to Brother Peng's case, and a yin soldier shook off the chain in his hand suddenly, and those yin spirits probably couldn't bear the pain, and they all knelt on the ground. Buried his head deeply, trembling all over.

Brother Peng stroked his forehead with one hand, as if he was particularly irritable and worried. We were staring through the crack in the window, and he suddenly turned his head and looked. Copper Lock and Wang Zitong hid faster than Mouse, and quickly retracted their heads. I'm a slow person, and it's too late to shrink, so I'm looking at Brother Peng.

Brother Peng's eyebrows were staring, I believed that he saw me, and suddenly a layer of goosebumps appeared on his back. The brass lock cried out "oops" and whispered, "I am ruined by the two of you in my life." ”

He pulled me, I waved my hand, and said softly: "Brother Peng seems to have known that we are here, and he has no reaction. ”

The copper lock quietly looked, and Brother Peng had already turned his head and looked at the kneeling crowd below. Wang Zitong said curiously: "Do you know Lord Yama, is his surname Peng?" The copper lock was impatient: "Don't interject when adults talk to children." ”

I suddenly said suddenly: "I know the way, just now when the Yin soldiers were about to arrest us, they stopped for something. It must be Brother Peng's reason. ”

Copper Lock sneered: "He still misses the old love." What is he doing here? ”

I said, "Could it be Hades who will punish these ghosts?" ”

At this time, there were suddenly a few more huge bronze cauldrons in the courtyard, which had no legs, and were just hanging in the air. There was a raging flame burning underneath, and the pot was not empty, but it was filled with a pot full of oil. As the heat boils, the oil in the pot "rattles" and the oil splashes everywhere.

The Yin soldiers escorted one by one, bringing those ghosts to the front of the case. Brother Peng doesn't interrogate, just looks at those souls. As long as it is not pleasing to the eye, with a slight wave of his hand, a Yin soldier will come over, pull his neck and lift it up as if he was dragging a chick. Those ghosts were struggling with their legs in the air, ignoring the Yin soldiers, and throwing them directly into the oil pot.

The souls were not dead, they were sinking and floating in the boiling pot, their teeth and claws, their whole faces distorted by the intense pain. They can't make a sound, they are screaming silently, and the scene is like the impression painting "The Scream".

The most terrifying thing is not these punished souls, but the other yin spirits waiting to enter the oil pot outside the pot. It was okay for the Yin soldiers to be expressionless, and the other Yin Spirits were very indifferent and their expressions were very numb when they saw that their accomplices who had been escorted together were thrown into the oil pot and tortured by this.

With a wave of his hand, a yin spirit was thrown into the oil pot. It didn't take long, and several oil pans were thrown to the brim. There is a large piece of black and mushy inside, and I don't know how many.

A Yin soldier came to the pot with a huge fence in his hand, fished it out of the pot, and immediately fished out a pile of black and slightly golden meat, and then presented it in front of Brother Peng's case.

Peng Liang slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed a piece and threw it into his mouth. Chew non-stop and relish the taste.

The three of us were dumbfounded, and our hands and feet were cold.

There was also the lucky Yin Soul who was not thrown into the oil pot and was whipped into the corner by the Yin soldiers to stand in line. In this way, the Yin soldiers threw the oil pot and scooped up the meat, while guarding those Yin Spirits, performing their own duties, and everything was carried out in an orderly manner.

At this time, in the black fog swamp outside, two people came in, separated the crowd, and came directly to Brother Peng's case, kneeling on the ground with "poof".

When I saw these two people, my eyes suddenly straightened, and I couldn't say a word with my mouth open. The copper lock saw that something was wrong, and touched me and asked in a low voice, "Do you know?" ”

I nodded, I knew each other too well. These two people, one is Xu Jianan's, and the other is even weirder. It was actually the daughter of the eldest brother of the landlord surnamed Chen who rented the bathhouse in Li Damin.

The landlord and his daughter, the last time I saw him was in the secret room of the Samsara Sect. The landlord, Brother Chen, his wife was terminally ill and dying, and his daughter volunteered to give herself and provide her body so that her mother could continue to live.

Since then, they have not been heard from again. I've almost forgotten about these two men.

If you say so, the woman in front of you should be Brother Chen's wife, Sister-in-law Chen. She took away her daughter's physical rebirth. But why can you mess with Xu Jianan? It's really evil.

Looking at this woman, I vaguely remembered that on the day Xu Jianan was cremated, there was a rustic woman in a green coat who accompanied Xu Jianan to the funeral home. The woman's figure is eight points similar to Brother Chen's daughter in front of her. It seems that the two of them have been together for a while.

Brother Peng picked up a token and handed it over. Xu Jianan's head arched on the ground, not daring to lift it, and his whole body trembled with fright. The landlord's daughter, on the other hand, was calm, raised her hands to her head, and respectfully accepted the token.

Brother Peng said, "How many souls have you received?" ”

"Ninety-seven." The landlord's daughter said, "If there are three more souls, you can get a hundred." ”

Yuan Jing raised her head. Brother Peng said.

It turned out that Xu Jianan's name was Yuan Jing. She raised her head tremblingly, and her words trembled: "Ghost, ghost king, okay." ”

"You put away the token, I will make you a ghost in the yang world, and together with Chen Wei, collect my soul in the yang world. If you receive it well, I will give you a great reward and give you the art of ghost cultivation. ”

Yuan Jing cried: "Ghost King, I just want my son to come back alive." ”

"Well, Chen Wei has already told me. I have asked Chen Wei to find a human body in the yang world for your son, if there is a suitable one, I will go down to the nine netherworlds to cross your son's yin soul and return to the yang. ”