Over Nan'an City.
The six afterimages were shooting towards the southwest at the fastest speed.
Lian Xi hugged Lin Qing, her eyes filled with coldness.
Zhao Xiaoyan followed with her four junior sisters, her face turned pale.
At this time, all she could think about was how her master would punish her after she returned.
Suddenly, Lian Xi's figure stopped.
"Palace Master."
Zhao Xiaoyan also stopped quickly.
"You five, take this girl back.
If this errand fails again, don't come back to see me."
Lian Xi said coldly.
"Yes, Palace Master" After Zhao Xiaoyan and the others left, Lian Xi turned around and flew towards Changping City.
In less than a minute, she stopped over the Seventeenth Ridge of Guan Mountain.
"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh" Three figures in black robes appeared beside her.
These three were all law enforcement elders of the Ghost Hunting Sect, and their skills were only inferior to Ning Yuan.
Lian Xi sneered and said, "Master Ning, how can you receive guests like this?"
She deliberately used the word "guest" very strongly.
"It turns out to be sister Lian Xi."
Ning Yuan's voice echoed in the valley: "Why did you come to see me?"
"I just can't figure out why you agree with those guys killing Bai Jun."
"Because I don't want the Accumulating Yin Pearl.
Anyone who gets that kind of thing will be a disaster.
I believe you know it yourself.
You have to think about your own sect, not for personal selfishness."
"Master Ning, I know why you don't want the Jiyin Pearl.
Now that the matter has passed, I don't bother to pursue it.
Bai Jun's soul is gone, and the Jiyin Pearl has not turned into a spirit body.
The next time the Jiyin Pearl reappears, it will not I know how many years it will take to wait.
I hope that our four main gates can eradicate the Qingcheng Temple and the Blood Evil Sect when the Jiyin Pearl appears next time.”
"Okay."
Ning Yuan agreed: "The next time he appears will probably be ten thousand years from now.
Don't be in a hurry."
Lian Xi snorted: "Farewell."
"Let's go slowly without seeing you off.
You are welcome to come and play next time."
Ghost Hunting Gate, the back garden of the gate owner’s mansion.
Ning Yuan sat in a small pavilion in the garden, holding a cup of tea and slowly sipping it.
Bai Jun's death finally made a big stone fall in his heart.
"Alas" he sighed, "I'm considered dead."
After saying that, he laughed loudly, smiling very proudly.
"Report" A disciple of the ghost hunting sect wearing a white robe appeared in front of the pavilion.
The smile on Ning Yuan's face disappeared instantly, and he said lightly: "Say."
"The eldest son wants to see you."
"Oh, Hua Feng, let him in."
Ning Yuan stood up and looked towards the path in front of the pavilion.
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Two figures appeared on the path, one was Ning Huafeng, and the other was Deacon Nie Dalang.
Nie Dalang's face looked ugly.
When he learned that Bai Jun had died, the fire of hope in his heart was instantly extinguished.
"Hua Feng, why do you want to see me?"
Ning Yuan said with a smile.
Ning Huafeng said expressionlessly: "It's Deacon Nie who wants to see you for something."
Nie Dalang cupped his hands and said, "I've met the sect master."
"Well, Nie Dalang, just tell me if you have anything to say."
Ning Yuan narrowed his eyes and said.
He had already guessed why Nie Dalang came to him.
It was just for the hemiplegic young master.
"Master, now that Bai Jun is dead, the young master is ill," Nie Dalang said in a trembling voice, and even started to cry as he spoke.
Ning Yuan stroked his beard and said: "In these years, the entire sect has been working hard.
Don't worry, as long as we don't give up, there will still be miracles."
Nie Dalang wiped his tears: "Thank you, Master."
"Well, if you have nothing to do, go down.
Hua Feng will stay.
I have something to ask you."
After Nie Dalang retreated, Ning Yuan smiled and said, "Come, Hua Feng, have some tea."
Ning Huafeng shook his head: "I won't drink the tea anymore.
I still have something to do.
I have already dealt with the broken spirit matter.
It is a lie."
"That old guy from Tiannan and Broken Ling fell into hell together back then.
I knew it was a lie."
The corners of Ning Yuan's mouth turned up slightly, and a trace of teasing flashed in his eyes.
"I'll take my leave now, I still have to practice."
Ning Huafeng said in a low voice.
Ning Yuan has never restrained Ning Huafeng, a monster like him.
Ning Yuan will almost always agree to whatever he wants to do.
"Go and practice hard.
You will still have to bear the burden of hunting ghosts in the future."
Ning Yuan said with a smile.
Three months later.
Nanjing City.
On the streets of Qixia District.
A young man with long hair and stubble was squatting in the middle of the street.
His clothes were very torn and he was carrying a package behind him.
If you observe carefully, you will find that his face is very white, but he seems to have lowered his head deliberately so that no one can see his face clearly.
The nails on his hands were cleanly trimmed, and the shoes on his feet were new, which looked a bit nondescript.
Behind the man stood a sweet-looking female ghost.
She looked around from time to time, looking a little anxious.
An hour passed, and the female ghost said: "Bai Jun, there is no one with an incomplete soul here, and no one can rob tombs."
The young man with long hair and stubble on his face was Bai Jun in disguise.
He pretended to say to himself: "You can control the five senses.
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You can know the memories of ordinary people just by looking at them.
There are so many people on the street. , maybe there is someone with an incomplete soul.”
The female ghost was none other than Zhou Yuling, who had signed a ghost contract with him.
Xiao Nizi pouted and said: "No, there is no.
Hongyi has cursed more than two million people.
There are so many people in Nanjing, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Why?"
Looking for those with incomplete souls” Bai Jun was about to get up and change positions when he saw an old lady walking up to him and throwing him fifty cents.
Bai Jun was speechless, but he still picked up the money and said thank you.
"Hey, where are we going now?"
"Go to Confucius Temple, there are many people there."
"Damn it, I'm exhausted."
Zhou Yuling scolded: "You took me to Nanjing just after running around Beijing yesterday.
I can understand why you are looking for someone with an incomplete soul.
But tell me, why are you still looking for a tomb robber?"
of" "You'll know then."
"Are you also coveting the Yuezhi Kingdom's treasures?"
Bai Jun smiled and said nothing.
"It must be.
I remember Zhang Xi told you in the car that day that the real opening time of the Yuezhi National Treasure was" "Stop fucking and work.
There are many people over there."
Bai Jun pointed to the square in front of him.
After wandering around the Confucius Temple to no avail, Bai Jun had to go to Hangzhou again.
In his opinion, Hong Yi cursed two million people with incomplete souls.
If he tried his luck in the metropolis, he might still be able to discover it.
As long as he finds a person with an incomplete soul, he will have a chance to get Hong Yi's clues again.
Originally, he was planning to go back to Anna, Chen Xiaoxi or Changsun Jingyao, but the betrayal of the ghost in white dress made him unable to trust anyone anymore.
Now the only one who can speak her mind is Zhou Yuling.
After all, he signed a ghost contract with Zhou Yuling.
If Zhou Yuling betrays him or has selfish motives, she will be immediately driven to pieces.
"How about we go back to Changping City."
Zhou Yuling said.
Bai Jun shook his head: "There are four places that you can't go to now, Changping City, Nan'an City, my hometown and Yulin Town
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