"Aren't you scared to lose your soul?" Shen Luo was puzzled for a while, and hurriedly came to his side.

He caressed the top of the girl's head with the palm of his hand, and a warm force crossed into it, carefully helping her to calm her soul turmoil, and after a while, the girl cried out again with a "wow".

"Little sister, don't be afraid, it's okay, don't cry obediently, your family is asleep, I'll send you to the house, you take good care of them, don't leave the house until dawn, okay?" Shen Luo comforted softly.

When the girl heard this, she nodded her head as if she didn't understand, but she still couldn't stop sobbing in a low voice.

Shen Luo couldn't care too much at the moment, so he could only transfer the two living people and the little girl back to the room for placement, and then pasted a ghost suppression talisman on the door, then jumped on the roof again and flew away.

Out of this courtyard, Shen Luo's figure swept away, and then he found that there were more and more ghosts around...

As soon as he flipped over and landed down a street, a blue-faced ghost and a long-tongued ghost rushed towards him.

Shen Luo turned his wrist, took out the sword of the mother and child, raised his hand and waved, a sword light quickly came out, and with two soft "swishs", the ghost was killed.

He rushed forward quickly, slapped the bag, and immediately absorbed all the evil energy.

At this time, at the corner of the street ahead, there was another cry for help.

Shen Luo hurriedly rushed forward, and as soon as he turned the corner, he saw dozens of Chang'an people on the street in front of him, fleeing in panic, and there were more than a dozen ghosts chasing after him.

Some of them are several feet tall and ethereal, while others are crawling close to the ground, with iron chains wrapped around their bodies, dragging them on the ground and making a "cang" sound, echoing on the streets, like the sound of ghosts asking for their lives.

Some have green faces and fangs, some have stumps and broken arms, some are covered in mud, some are rotten, and all kinds of things.

However, although these ghosts looked strange, the aura on their bodies was not strong, and they were only comparable to Qi refining period cultivators, much worse than the previous long-haired female ghosts.

The ethereal ghost, who was several feet tall, carried a slender scythe three feet high in his hand, and there were red blood stains on it, ticking and ticking.

He chased after the front, and with a dance of his hands, he swept down with a scythe, trying to harvest the lives of the people in front of him.

Shen Luo naturally didn't allow it, and his body rushed straight up, smashing down in the center of the group of ghosts like a meteorite.

He pinched seven or eight small thunder talismans in both hands, and slammed them around, and a piece of electric light lit up, followed by bursts of thunder.

"Boom"

Seven or eight snow-white thunderbolts exploded in the center of the group of ghosts, and the snow-bright electric wires burst out, sweeping in all directions, instantly submerging all the ghosts.

The group of ghosts cried out fiercely, and they were torn apart by the electric light, turning into Dao Dao Yin and ghostly qi scattered in all directions.

Seeing this, Shen Luo hurriedly slapped the Qiankun bag and absorbed all the yin and evil spirits, and after a while, the entire street returned to Qingming.

When the people who fled saw this, they called out "immortal master" one after another, and knelt down one by one.

"Don't run around the streets, find a courtyard guarded by the door god to go in and hide, and don't come out again before dawn. Shen Luo admonished, and then hurried away again.

He was puzzled at the moment, how could he never have imagined that such a "hundred ghosts walking at night" would appear in Chang'an City, let alone why he had not seen the Tang Dynasty Mansion for a long time?

If it weren't for the cultivation and other things on his body, Shen Luo would even think that he was unconsciously dreaming again.

"No matter what, let's go to Cheng Mansion first and inform Cheng Guogong and Lu Huaming of the matter here. Shen Luo had a certain thought in his heart, so he swept away in the direction of the imperial city.

Halfway through, when he passed a temple built in the middle of the house, he suddenly saw that the entire temple was covered with a faint layer of golden Buddha light, like a light curtain to block the erosion of the darkness outside.

Outside the main gate of the temple, there were two giant ghosts with a height of more than ten zhang and sharp horns, each carrying a thick mace in their hands, waving and slamming towards the main entrance of the temple.

The loud sound of "boom" continued to be heard, and the golden light curtain shrouded outside the temple continued to tremble, but it never broke.

The temple door was closed, and the sound of monks chanting Buddhist scriptures could be heard inside, and the louder the voice, the brighter the light of the golden light curtain around the temple.

Shen Luo hesitated slightly, and when he thought that he would continue to cultivate the Xuanyin Open Pulse Decision in the future, he rushed over to this side again, and used a thunder talisman to bombard the two ghosts, absorbing the yin qi on his body.

After he left here, he kept encountering ghosts along the way, some of which he took the initiative to chase and kill, and some of them were unlucky and bumped into them, and they were all killed by him one by one.

It didn't take long for the ghost general in the Qiankun bag to spread the word, saying that the Yin Evil Power he had previously lost had been restored, and it could help Shen Luo kill the ghost creatures and absorb more Yin Evil Qi.

Shen Luo didn't agree because he was in a hurry to go to Cheng Guogong's mansion.

When he came all the way to the gate of Changle Fang, he saw a river of blood flowing inside and outside the door, and the Tang officers and soldiers stationed here had been killed and wounded, and there was no living person in sight.

Outside the door, there was a tall ghost creature with black and antlers, facing away from Shen Luo, waving in the direction of the outside of the door, his movements were stiff and slow, and it was extremely strange to look at.

Shen Luo looked out of the door, and suddenly his scalp was a little numb.

I saw that on the bank of the Tongji Canal not far from the Fangmen, there was a ghost creature with rotten heads and covered with water and grass and silt crawling ashore, rushing towards this side in groups.

It was all wet, dragging a long trail of water on the ground.

Shen Luo roughly counted, the number of these water ghosts is more than a hundred heads, and most of the aura on their bodies is not very powerful, only the guy with the antlers standing outside the gate is a little different, and it should be comparable to the late stage monk of Bigu.

If they were to rush into the workshop, the Changle Fang, which he had just roughly cleaned up, would again become a paradise inhabited by ghosts, and I don't know how many innocent people would die at that time.

Shen Luo sighed helplessly, and could only stay for a while, kill these ghosts, and then leave.

At this moment, the ghost thing outside the gate also found Shen Luo, and its body did not move, only the head with antlers slowly twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and looked straight at him.

Shen Luo found out that not only did he have a pair of antlers on his head, but even his entire face was completely like a stag, but a dark red blood stain could be seen from his neck, and there were obvious traces of skin and flesh stitching on it.

One of his dark red eyes turned a few times, not at all angry, and looked at Shen Luo without avoidance, and his body slowly turned around.

It was a little different from those previous ghost things, the deer-headed ghost thing in front of him was obviously much more intelligent, and it did not immediately rush over when it saw Shen Luo, but took a few steps back and waved back at Shen Luo.

Immediately afterwards, the ghosts who had just crawled out of the Tongji Canal suddenly rushed towards Shen Luo in the fang gate as if they had received instructions.