At this time, the three black-robed people who appeared at the mouth of the Heavenly Canyon had already rushed to the city and settled in a luxurious and elegant restaurant in the east of the city.

"Elder Situ, you can rest here first, and the two of us can go and find out the news, and we must have gained something in a short time. One of the strong men said in a gruff voice.

"Well, go and go back quickly, don't delay, if the things that the three princes confess can't be done, the three of us will go back, and we will inevitably be punished. The elder Situ sat on a sandalwood chair and said something in a loud voice.

"Please rest assured, Lord Situ, in less than two hours, the two of us will definitely bring the news back. The other black-robed man's face changed when he heard this, and he replied respectfully in a shrill voice.

With that, the two left the room together.

......

At the same time, in a seemingly humble inn in the west of the city.

The Taoist priest surnamed Mao was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and in the depths of his eyes, a trace of undetectable essence flashed away.

"It's time, hehe, little one, don't let me down. The Taoist priest surnamed Mao muttered to himself, stood up, and walked out the door.

And the little fat man he saw during the day still closed the door, but there was no half a figure in the room, and he didn't know where he was.

......

In the sky above the old mansion of the Zou family, a ghost figure covered in black gas appeared.

The ghost figure swept coldly downward, silently landed in the courtyard, and floated straight towards the room where Shen Yun was. When he walked to the door, the ghost figure hesitated for a moment, and as soon as he raised his hand, two small black gases flew out from between his fingers, and instantly passed through the door and flew towards the two people in the room.

Feng Sanniang in the room was sleeping soundly, and when one of the black gases penetrated into his eyebrows, he still didn't notice it at all.

However, Shen Yun seemed to feel something, and sat up suddenly, staring at his dark eyes, looking around carefully, showing a trace of nervousness on his face, and holding the small axe on his waist tightly in his hand.

But another black gas only swirled in the room for a moment, and then shot at the center of his eyebrows like arrows, and instantly submerged into it, because the room was dim, so that before Shen Yun could react, he felt his head sink and his body fell backwards.

The ghost figure outside the door of the room seemed to teleport at the same time as Shen Yun fell, and the figure instantly appeared next to his bed, and before he fell, it turned into a cloud of black mist and rolled it up, flew out from the open window, and disappeared into the vast night.

A quarter of an hour later, the black mist flew into an extremely remote ruined temple in the west of the city, and landed on the ground in the temple, and the black mist dispersed again, revealing Shen Yun's figure, which was lying upright on the ground, as if he had fallen asleep.

At this time, a figure slowly walked out of the shadow in the temple, and looking at its face, it was that Mao Xiaofang!

"Hehe, what a trick, I brought it back so quickly. That Mao Xiaofang put his hands behind his back, looked at Shen Yun who was lying on the ground a few times, turned his head, and casually praised the ghost.

"Hmph, the 'Soul Crossing Blood Array' has been laid down, let's do it quickly. In the shadow, a woman's voice like a silver bell came out, but her tone was full of coldness.

The Taoist priest surnamed Mao didn't care at all, only to see his big sleeves flick, and Shen Yun woke up and turned around, but before he could make other moves, the three silver needles accurately shot at the three acupoints on his body, and he couldn't move for a while.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned, and opened his mouth to ask something, but found that he couldn't make any sound from his mouth.

Shen Yun rolled his eyes and looked around, and found that he was now in a ruined temple, but the person in front of him was the Qi Refiner Xiao Fang, who was fighting the black and white impermanence in front of the White Horse Pass, and beside him, there was a black ghost, from his body, Shen Yun felt a familiar cold aura, presumably the mysterious figure who appeared in his room the night before.

Shen Yun's mind changed sharply, although he couldn't figure out the situation for a while, but now he was forcibly captured by this Taoist priest surnamed Mao, and his actions were blocked, nine times out of ten it was not a good thing, and it was very likely that his life would not be guaranteed!

The Taoist priest surnamed Mao no longer paid attention to Shen Yun in front of him, turned around, and walked to another place.

Only then did Shen Yun realize that there was a little fat man squatting there, with his head down, holding a paintbrush in his hand, not knowing what he was fiddling with.

It was Mao Xiaofang's apprentice, the little fat man.

was blocked by Daoist Mao's body before, but he didn't find it.

"Master, master, isn't it good for us to do this? The little fat man bowed his head, his face was weeping, and he had a look of embarrassment, his fingers drawing circles on the ground, and muttering in his mouth.

"Go, go, what do you know, master, I'm a lot older, pretending to be a little qi refiner every day, it's hard to perform an amazing cultivation, and my life is almost gone, how can I manage so much. The Taoist priest surnamed Mao said impatiently, and when he walked to the little fat man, he kicked again.

The little fat man was squatting on the ground, but he was kicked down by the Mao Taoist priest, rolled on the ground, and got up with a grunt, his face full of grievances, and he shouted again.

"Oh, master, why are you kicking me!"

"Alas, you are really not angry, how did I accept such a stupid apprentice as you. That Mao Xiaofang sighed again in his mouth and complained in his mouth.

"Master, if the master is still here, I don't want you to do this. The little fat man didn't seem to hear Daoist Mao's words, came to Shen Yun's side, squatted down, stretched out his finger and poked Shen Yun on the ground.

"Wan'er, alas, yes, I want your master and I to be free and easy all my life, doing a lot of ridiculous things, and when I want to turn back, Wan'er is no longer there. When Mao Xiaofang heard this, he showed a lonely look on his face, and muttered to himself.

"By the way, master, is there really no other way? This mountain baby is also pitiful, let's find another way. When the little fat man saw Daoist Mao looking so lonely, his eyes rolled and he said so.

"Alas, the master is also forced to do so. The origin of the 'Soul Monument' is mysterious, and the master and I were careless, so I was tricked, and my old face was lost. If those old guys knew, they would only laugh off their big teeth. After that, the master's life actually formed a 'symbiosis' contract with the female ghost in the stone tablet, and his life was at stake, and he lived and died together. ”

Daoist Mao held his hands behind his back, leaned over, carefully checked the "Soul Crossing Blood Array" on the ground, and continued to speak.

"Fortunately, with that 'Mao Soul Sutra', Master and I have recently come to my senses, and I have gained something, and I can just put down the 'Soul Crossing Blood Array', divide part of the divine soul, and transfer it to others, so that we can get rid of the 'symbiosis' contract. ”

That Mao Xiaofang said this, with a happy look on his face, but he looked at Shen Yun on the ground again, and his heart was a little unbearable.