Gu Xu stared at the dark forest for two seconds, wondering if Ming Zhuo was joking.

Mingzhuo opened the car door. "I'll go take a look. You wait here."

She discovered that this person had a built-in buff that could break through all illusions and tricks.

Despite being just an ordinary person, he possessed a max-level passive skill, which actually outshone a group of monks and Taoist priests.

Mingzhuo acted quickly. By the time Gu Xu opened the car door and followed, the other person's figure had already disappeared into the deep mountains and forests.

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The moment Master Tingyun gave the warning, the courtyard gate slammed shut behind him.

The "people" in the room all turned their heads and stared at them with gloomy expressions.

Everyone gasped. These weren't people; the room was filled with ghosts!

There wasn't a single living person in this guesthouse!

Everyone got off the bus; some threw away talismans, while others chanted incantations.

Black shadows relentlessly attacked them, and a chilling wind swept through the air, the heavy yin energy almost completely engulfing them.

Zhuang Xun formed hand seals and threw out talismans as if they were free, but they had no effect on these ghosts!

He was sweating profusely with anxiety. He turned to look at the others. Daoist Tingyun had summoned his peach wood sword, and Master Yuanhui had thrown out his staff, but they were both struggling to hold on.

Just then, a creaking sound came from behind as an iron gate was pushed open.

Zhuang Xun's heart sank; these ghosts had actually laid an ambush!

"Wow, there are so many ghosts here!" a clear, girlish voice rang out.

Zhuang Xun breathed a sigh of relief. It was a pretty girl of sixteen or seventeen years old who had come; she wasn't a ghost.

"Get out of here! This isn't a place for you!" Zhuang Xun hurriedly tried to shoo the man away.