Is there a reason why these ghosts are brutally killed and swallowed by outsiders, but they are only possessed by the villagers of Zhaojiazhuang?

"Yin Demon King, you go and try the ghost thing that leads you." Han Qing ordered.

Of course he knew, the Yin Demon King had devoured these ghosts and had just imprisoned them in its body.

"Yes, master." The Yin Demon King nodded.

But after a while, the Yin Demon King's expression was extremely ugly.

"Master, the Yin Spirit led by that leader has been given a soul mark, and the ghost body has exploded." Yin Demon King's Road.

"If the soul seal is placed, the person behind the scenes should be a ghost cultivator." Han Qing was a little dignified.

"Is there really a ghost cultivator in the world?" Lin Xinyan asked.

Han Qing raised his eyes to look at Lin Xinyan, and sighed, "You are a person who wants to seek death and life, what's the use of knowing so much?"

Lin Xinyan clenched her fists, glared at Han Qing, and stopped talking.

She impulsively entered Zhaojiazhuang, really thinking about dying.

But she didn't expect that Han Qing would appear again and save her life.

So, she suddenly didn't want to die.

Therefore, when Han Qing talked about the ghost cultivation recorded in the ancient books, he couldn't help but ask.

"Of course there are, there are very few lonely ghosts formed in special circumstances."

"However, most of them were formed after the death of the monks, some of them were purely accidental, and some of them were deliberately transformed."

Han Qing still explained.

"What should these villagers do in Zhaojiazhuang? They didn't die." Lin Xinyan asked.

"Who says they didn't die? They're dead." Han Qing said with great certainty.

"But their hearts are still beating and they're still breathing." Lin Xinyan said.

But at this moment, the villagers who looked dazed suddenly turned their eyes blood-red, and their expressions became extremely hideous.

They all stared at Han Qing and the others, and then let out a beastly roar and pounced on them.

Han Qing waved his hand, and all these villagers flew out upside down.

They smashed on walls, trees, and ground, and many of them were completely deformed.

However, they still twisted their bodies to get up and continued to charge.

Lin Xinyan's heart suddenly chilled, indeed, these villagers are already unpopular.

When these people rushed to the front, they were blocked by an invisible wall, and they could not move any further.

However, their distorted faces and bodies are really a bit unscrupulous.

"Why is this happening?" Lin Xinyan asked.

"Their bodies are used as a vessel for soul nourishment by the ghosts behind the scenes, and they have eaten the hearts and livers of the living, and as long as they die, they will become yin evil." Han Qing said.

At this, he paused and frowned.

"The villagers of Zhaojiazhuang are all from the same lineage, and they are from the same lineage, and they can condense the yin spirit after death and become a evil spirit." Han Qing opened his mouth, his expression even more solemn.

The legendary drought is a kind of evil spirit, once born, it can make thousands of miles of corpses.

"That...... What can I do then?" Lin Xinyan asked in a trembling voice.

"Just report it truthfully, and the upper authorities will make a decision." Han Qing said lightly.

However, he knew that the end of these villagers was already doomed.

After returning to the camp, trucks drove into Zhaojiazhuang and soon drove away.

Immediately afterwards, Zhaojiazhuang was burned to ashes by a fire.

Here, the matter is settled.

Han Qing has completed the task and is about to leave.

But when he was about to set off, Lin Xinyan blocked him.

"What's the matter with you?" Han Qing asked.

"Didn't you say that a husband and wife would be blessed for a hundred days? You're just leaving?" Lin Xinyan gritted her teeth and said.

"Or else? Continue the leading edge?" Han Qing raised his eyebrows.

"I don't expect to renew my relationship with you, but now that we've met, let's have a meal and go." Lin Xinyan said a little stiffly.

"This ...... I don't think you need to." Han Qingdao.

"How do you know I don't need to?" Lin Xinyan stared at Han Qing, her eyes red.

Han Qing and Lin Xinyan looked at each other for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled indifferently: "Okay, then let's have a meal."

In Lin Xinyan's big tent, she made a table of dishes with her own hands.

"After this glass of wine, you and I have nothing to do with it." After Lin Xinyan poured two glasses of wine, she raised one of them.

Han Qing looked at the glass of wine in front of him and glanced at Lin Xinyan with a smile.

Then he drank it all.