The demon fetus was hit by me in one blow, but it didn't die, and with a strange scream, it actually broke through the stone wall between the secret room and the corridor with brute force.

Looking at the big hole in the back wall, I didn't have time to think about it, and with a wave of the long sword, "Brothers, rush!"

Meng Shu followed closely behind, followed me into the corridor with a cat's waist, Ye Xun was not at ease, and used the enchantment to seal the secret passage at the entrance of the stone chamber of Brother Lang in the back.

I raised my hand to remove the cobwebs blocking the corridor, "Yexun, I think this place seems to have a lot to do with that secret room, and the smell here is the same as that over there, it is a familiar and rotten atmosphere!"

Meng Shu sniffed and sniffed carefully, "It seems to be very the same, could it be that the person named Brother Lang you said in your mouth, he actually made another secret room, I don't know?"

"No, the stone wall between the corridor and the secret room is strong, and it shouldn't be something that Lang Ge's thin and frail scholar can handle. Ye Xun shook his head and vetoed.

Behind him, the candlelight that had melted in the stone chamber now passed through the big hole, and the light illuminated a lot of things in this corridor.

I saw that the ground under my feet was green, like moss from the dampness all year round, and the sides of the road were also very smooth, which meant that few people traveled here.

As for whether it is a human or a ghost, I still don't know, but I'm sure that with the demon fetus that escaped just now, the secret can be found from here.

Because feminine things are born to be attracted to each other.

I suddenly remembered something important, "By the way, Lord Night, what are you going to do with that ghast in Lango's flesh?"

Meng Shu's eyes widened, and she stared at Ye Xun in surprise and joy, "I also want to hear about Lord Ye's magical powers, it must be very powerful, right?"

I pursed my lips and turned my face to the side speechlessly, secretly slandering is not a big deal, and it is still supernatural? Killing a demon is like saving the heavens and the earth? It's really funny!

"What are you laughing at?" Yexun suddenly stopped and turned his face to me to ask.

"Huh, what are you talking about?" I looked at him, scratching my head.

Yexun's guy ruthlessly demolished me, "I seemed to be snickering when I looked at Lord Bai just now." ”

I think he really has something wrong with his brain, I think it's funny in my heart, but I don't really laugh out, where the hell did he see that I had an expression?

Meng Shu obviously felt as baffled as I was, and she looked at the two of us in a daze, "Two adults, aren't you still talking about dealing with ghasts?"

Me: "Yes, didn't I talk about ghasts just now, Lord Night, why did I suddenly change the subject when I got to you?"

Yexun suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, "This is one of the words that the demon soul said to me, I can't understand it, so I said it." ”

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Yexun: "That ghast is the evil master's soul that escaped under the broken temple where we caught the little cripple that day, he just confessed to me the news of Mr. Qi, it was the illogical sentence I said just now!"

I think it's very reasonable for people to be unconscious before they die, and it makes sense to say something inconseky, but is it possible that ghosts are the same when their souls are scattered?

It's just that I'm more curious about the "What did that ghast say to you before?"

Meng Shu silently followed aside, obediently listening to our conversation.

"The ghast said that Mr. Qi is hidden among the powerful people, he can control yin and evil spirits and ghosts, and he is also particularly proficient in the art of soul refining corpses, and most of the strange things in the imperial city are all ordered by Mr. Qi. ”

I'm still skeptical, "Since it's a ghast, why does he tell you so much?"

Yexun shook his head and continued: "He said that he was one of the evil masters sent to the Central Plains by Tibet during his lifetime, but because his cultivation and magic skills were not the most top-notch, he had been helping to do some low-level, tiring and bitter errands.

In the end, he unfortunately died in his post, and escaped from the broken temple with a wisp of his remnant soul, thinking that after going back, he would be rescued by fellow disciples or elders.

But he himself didn't expect that he would be caught because of this, and he was soaked in the boiling oil secret medicine, and his soul was involved with the evil spirit, and finally he was refined into one of the many evil spirits by the elders. ”

Meng Shu nodded as if he didn't understand, "So, he is willing to tell Lord Ye the truth, it's all because of his resentment between his master and the sect?"

Yexun: "Maybe that's the way to go!"

I tapped my chin and analyzed, "Did he say anything about this road?"

Ye Xun was silent, and then shook his head.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and the cold sound of dripping water could be heard in the corridor, ticking and ticking in this dim and quiet confined space.

I don't remember exactly how I felt when I left the ghost market.

When I left, I probably saw that I was alone, and at first I hid in the tea shop and restaurant on both sides to watch the lively little ghosts, and I don't know who gave me the courage, but I dared to stop me.

I just symbolically grabbed the collar of one of the slightly larger yaksha and lifted it up with ease.

At first, the momentum was violent, and the bad ghosts with fierce eyes were actually retreated by the "" cowering.

Also, in addition to their numbers, they have some accidents, under the control of the ghost market by the Netherworld for many years, they can't use any decent weapons to fight me now.

What do they rely on? Do they have tables, chairs, and benches in their hands? Or the belts around their waists or the shoes on their feet?

"Lord Bai~" There seemed to be a sound, I looked around, and I just saw a bean-green bald imp jumping high at the end of the group of little ghosts.

It's the leopard's tail.

Seeing him, my complicated emotions were slightly relieved, and I threw the yaksha ghost in my hand that looked like a chick to the side.

The imps who surrounded me immediately shuddered and made way for me to pass through a path, and the leopard tail ran along the way.

He didn't know anything about my hearing frustration, and he spoke quietly and sharply, with the treacherous tone of a traitor.

I silently watched his mouth open and close, and said a lot with a serious expression, although I only vaguely heard a few syllables, but I looked at the faces of the little ghosts around me who dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and estimated that it should be the leopard's tail slapping my ass.

"How did you find me?" I asked him.

Leopard Tail was a little surprised at first, at the strange behavior of my sudden voice questioning, but out of the keen intuition of this guy who had been in the Netherworld for hundreds of years, he immediately changed the way he spoke.

"Why do adults suddenly become more animalistic and poetic, and come to visit the ghost market as soon as they return to the netherworld?"

Why does this sound a little strange?