When Qian Weilai saw the real boss coming, his expression changed, with a subtle expectation on his face: "Of course I'm here to take your life."

The Ghost King of Qingshan is the last and most important card in his hand. He is a ghost king of high status in the underworld. He cooperates with Youdu for various reasons, and the person who hands over to him is himself.

Today, he not only brought countless talismans he drew himself, but also invited the Ghost King of Qingshan.

No matter what evil spirits or incorruptible bones they are, they are nothing but gnats trying to shake a tree in front of the Green Mountain Ghost King. This mission will be a sure success.

His eyes flashed and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. After solving this thorn in his side, his father would definitely value him more!

The Ghost King of Qingshan has a handsome appearance. He doesn't look like a ghost, but more like a romantic scholar from ancient times.

He waved his fan, with a kind smile on his face, looking like a host, and said naturally: "My friend and I are close friends. Since he has asked me to do this, please go to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ribs of the folding fan in his hand suddenly stretched out, revealing sharp, snow-white bone spurs that were nearly half a person's length, with a cold glow at the tip.

He threw the paper fan away, and the bone spurs gathered strong Yin energy and blasted straight towards An Rugu's chest.

"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi."

“Clang!”

A ten-foot-tall golden barrier rose in front of An Rugu, and the golden light and the bone spurs collided with each other.

Brilliant sparks flew straight out, lighting up the room as bright as day. The place where the bone spur touched became soft as if it had melted.

An Rugu held up the screen, her clothes rustling in the strong wind.

When the Ghost King Qingshan saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and the paper fan flew back.

"You can actually make golden light appear. You are quite accomplished, and even have some of the demeanor of a celestial master. Given time, you will surely become the leader of the Xuan Sect. It's a pity that you met me."

He looked pitiful, as if he really felt sorry for An Rugu.

The Heavenly Master he was talking about was not the current Zhang Tianshi, but Zhang Tianshi's ancestor.

Just as he was pretending to be sympathetic, a sudden scream was heard: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

He turned around and saw that while he was concentrating on dealing with An Rugu, the little zombie ran to Qian Weilai, grabbed his hand and bit it hard. The teeth marks were so deep that blood was obviously coming.

Qian Weilai took out a handful of fire spells and threw them at her, then rolled and crawled towards him: "Ghost King, help me! This mad dog wants to bite me to death."

The Ghost King narrowed his eyes, grabbed Qian Weilai, lifted his feet into the air, and flew out of the room with the black evil energy.

He still wanted to continue cooperating with Youdu, but he couldn't let anything happen to the leader's godson.

Send him to a safe place, and then it won't be too late to come back and deal with that woman.

However, the speed of the golden flying sword was even faster than he had imagined.

As soon as he floated out of the Taoist temple, countless golden flying swords stabbed at him.

The sword light flashed, the sword energy was sharp, covering the sky and the sun, and all the evil energy it touched was dissipated.

“Don’t run!”

He had no choice but to fall to the ground, protecting Qian Weilai behind him, and the paper fan in his hand flew out to block the golden flying sword.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The dazzling golden flying sword melted away, and it seemed that he had won, but in fact, the paper fan also became much dimmer and had tiny cracks.

When the Ghost King Qingshan saw this, his handsome face turned a little dark.

He had to protect Qian Weilai and deal with An Rugu at the same time, so he was really unable to do both.

With a thought, he took out his ghost-controlling talisman, raised his hand to activate it, and blurry figures appeared around him.

"Greetings, Lord Ghost King!"

"Greetings, Lord Ghost King!"

More than twenty ghost servants shouted to the Ghost King with extremely respectful expressions.

"Protect the person behind me."

"Got it!" everyone said in unison.

Ghost fires were on high alert, surrounding Qian Weilai.

Ghosts died of hanged bodies, ghosts died of starvation, ghosts drowned...all of them died in a miserable way.

Qian Weilai looked at the hideous faces, swallowed his saliva, and wanted to stay away from them, but when he saw the little zombies staring at them hungrily, he retracted his steps.

"Kill her now!"

"good!"

The ghost servants swarmed towards the little zombie, their hands turned into claws, and their nails were as sharp as knives.

This little girl is no different from ordinary people. What's so scary about her?

The ghosts laughed: "Hehehe!"

The four-year-old child in a white dress raised her head and saw ghost servants everywhere above her. Their deaths were so miserable that it was simply a nightmare.

A living person would probably be frightened to death on the spot, eaten by hundreds of ghosts, and become fish on the chopping board.

However, she tentatively raised her hand and punched the hanged ghost closest to her. Her movements were light, but she knocked the hanged ghost, who was sticking out his tongue, away with one punch.

Ghosts: “???”

Immediately afterwards, the drowned ghost, the car accident ghost... were knocked away by her fists again.

Seeing that things were not going well, the ghosts and monsters retreated one after another.

But the little zombie still ran towards them and punched them hard, leaving them with a black eye and a swollen face. Their souls were unstable and they almost died.

Seeing this, An Rugu withdrew her gaze. Ghosts are evil creatures, and little zombies are even more evil creatures, the best of the evil creatures. These ghosts are just snacks to her.

Seeing this, the Ghost King of Qingshan frowned tightly, and with a slight thought in his mind, he took out a token and shouted, "The Ghost King is here, why don't you come and see me quickly!"

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As soon as his order came out, countless ghosts and monsters wandering around in South City heard his voice and instantly raised their heads and looked towards the suburbs.

He holds a high position and has great power, and can command half of the city's ghosts. This is equivalent to the ancient government conscripting civilians to build a city, and most of the ghosts must come.

Countless glowing will-o'-the-wisp flames floated towards Izumo Temple.

For a time, the huge Izumo Mountain was shrouded in a thick ghostly aura and became a ghost mountain.

When the Ghost King of Qingshan saw hundreds of ghosts coming, he smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, and said in a romantic and suave manner: "I am usually very low-key and have never used a token, but who told you not to take the road in the human world and break into hell without a door?"

He thought An Rugu would be extremely scared, with hundreds of ghosts parading around. If he were a heavenly master on earth, he would also have to be on high alert.

However, the other party looked normal, and looked at these wandering souls seriously, with a look of great interest.

Qingshan Ghost King: “?”

Under his puzzled gaze, An Rugu pondered: "Aren't you afraid of disturbing the local city god by doing this kind of thing in the human world?"

"Hahahahahaha." Ghost King Qingshan picked up his folding fan and covered the corners of his mouth. He looked elegant, but his voice was extremely arrogant: "If I kill you, no one will know about this. Besides, what is the City God?"

An Rugu blinked, and was surprised: "Could it be that your level is Yan Luo?"

When the Ghost King Qingshan heard this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face behind the folding fan.

At this time, light footsteps were heard nearby.

Shang Yue was enjoying playing computer games when he suddenly felt a terrifying pressure and a very dense yin energy.

She thought something was wrong, so she immediately put down her headphones and walked out. She saw hundreds of ghosts roaming around outside Izumo Temple at night, making it look like a ghost town.

She looked back at the Taoist temple. If she hadn't known that she was still in Izumo Mountain, she would have thought it was the underworld.

She subconsciously walked to An Rugu's side, her eyes fell on the Qingshan Ghost King opposite her, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes: "...Qingshan Ghost King?"

An Rugu: “?”

She turned her head to look at her and asked curiously, "Do you know him?"

Shang Yue nodded and said bluntly: "I have seen him beside Master Qi."

The high-level officials in the underworld are the Lord of Mount Tai, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, the Five Ghost Kings, the Ten Kings of Hell, etc. The middle and high-level officials are the Judge, the Ten Underworld Marshals (the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced, and the Black and White Impermanence are the most famous), the Ghost King, Meng Po...

The Ghost King of Qingshan is a middle-level official, slightly lower than the positions of the Judge and the Black and White Impermanence, but he is also considered a civil servant of the underworld and a big shot.

Shang Yue remembered that the Ghost King of Qingshan was polite to Bai Wuchang, which was completely different from his current rampant appearance. Seeing him aggressively, Shang Yue said, "Good fellow, you don't look like a bad guy with your thick eyebrows and big eyes. I didn't expect you to want to rebel!"

The Ghost King of Qingshan wildly, not bothering to hide: "I am a descendant of the royal family, why should I be inferior to others and serve as a running dog for others? I should be the emperor of this world."

An Rugu frowned slightly. His divine secrets were obscured, so he couldn't figure out his past and present lives. However, he had a hint of imperial aura, so he was probably a member of the royal family in the past.

"Were you an emperor in your lifetime?"

The Ghost King of Qingshan just smiled and said nothing, with an expression of assent.

"He is not." Shang Yue was very disdainful: "Others may not know your details, but don't I know it? I asked the Seventh Master the other day, you were a little prince when you were alive, and you wanted to seize the throne but were beheaded by your brother. After your death, you were filled with resentment and turned into a ghost king."

Qingshan Ghost King: “…”

He clenched the paper fan tightly, veins popping out on his hands, and smiled with a fake smile: "...How did you get involved with Master Qi, little brat, and know about my affairs?"

"What's it to you?" Shang Yue glared at him and looked away guiltily.

She thought he was handsome at the time and her heart was inevitably moved. She went to ask Bai Wuchang, and then she came to the human world to find Wang Ke, but did not take any action.

She patted her chest, thankful that she didn't take any action. If she had anything to do with him, she would definitely not be able to escape the purge of the underworld.

The Ghost King of Qingshan was furious, his eyebrows twitching, he raised his paper fan and pointed at the ghosts behind him: "Skin that little ghost and pull out his tendons."

The wandering ghosts behind him just looked at each other without moving, showing no interest.

They are not servants of the Ghost King of Qingshan, and are not that loyal to him. They just met by chance and do not want to risk their lives for him.

Qingshan Ghost King: “…”

The Ghost King rubbed his brows and took out a handful of paper money and incense from his pocket: "After the matter is done, these are all yours."

If you have money, you can make the devil work; if you have no money, you become the devil who pushes the mill.

Everyone rushed towards Shang Yue, and many people who didn't know how to fight also rushed forward.

An Rugu saw a child ghost, holding his own head, running and screaming.

An Rugu: “…”

She made hand gestures and chanted a spell, and the golden flying sword stabbed towards these wandering souls.

However, Shang Yue waved her hand and said, "I can take care of these, you just go ahead and do your thing."

Her hair moved without wind and she turned into a fierce ghost, flying towards the wandering souls. Screams were heard all over the ears, of course, they were the screams of those wandering souls.

An Rugu remembered that she was also a little ghost king after all. When they were in Jiangshui Village, she could fight Bai Wei on equal terms. Recently, she had been playing games instead of practicing, so she had neglected her a little.

The huge Izumo Mountain was divided into three parts at once.

The little zombie was dealing with more than twenty vicious ghost servants, staring at the trembling Qian Weilai with green light in his eyes.

Shang Yue was fighting with hundreds of wandering ghosts. He was getting more and more excited. While fighting, he kept muttering something about real-life CS.

“Hahaha, I didn’t expect that your small Taoist temple actually hides so many ghosts and evil things.” Qingshan Ghost King said with a smile: “I really can’t underestimate you.”

He put away his folding fan, and his body suddenly swelled up, his skin was torn, and he looked like a human skin balloon from Gucheng.

The next second, the "balloon" exploded, and a ghost with a green face and fangs emerged from it.

He was about six meters tall, huge in build, with a green face, fangs, and red eyes.

It is several times larger than before and looks several times more terrifying.

It is the true body of Qingshan Ghost King.

His voice was as loud as a bell, with emphasis, as if countless ghosts were screaming: "Come on! The king is not afraid of you."

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He condensed Yin energy in his right fist and punched the golden barrier. The barrier cracked and cracks gradually spread like a spider web.

An Rugu's face was as gloomy as water. They did not introduce themselves, but they were definitely related to Youdu. Fortunately, her soul did not leave her body today, otherwise her home would have been robbed by the other party.

But the situation is not much better now.

Her eyes changed slightly, her left hand supported the golden light barrier, and her right hand immediately made hand gestures and chanted a spell.

Since he asked for help, I should ask for some too.

After she became a contracted ghost messenger in the underworld, the most notable change was that she gained more connections.

Yinchai and ghostchai are just like human policemen. They are bound to encounter evil ghosts when doing their work. At this time, they can petition their superiors to request the mobilization of more police force.

Ordinary people in the Taoist sect need to burn incense, money and offer sacrifices if they want to invite a ghost messenger, but for the ghost messenger, they just need to give a call.

In an instant, a gust of cold wind blew, and many blurry figures appeared around.

They were wearing robes and tall hats, and they were a group of ghost messengers.

When the leader Bai Ye saw An Rugu, he was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the Ghost King, terrified: "...Why is the Ghost King here?"

He thought it was just a small matter of guiding the dead souls, but he didn't expect to run into the ghost king. Moreover, the ghost king revealed his true form and looked crazy.

An Rugu knew that they were no match for the Ghost King, so he held up the golden barrier, turned around and said, "Just control those wandering souls."

"good."

"knew!"

The parade of a hundred ghosts is clearly a major riot, and they, the "local police", must maintain law and order.

The ghost messengers held soul-locking chains and mourning sticks and ran towards the group of ghosts.

.........

“Clang!”

"What's the point of inviting these ghost messengers?"

The Ghost King Qingshan punched the golden barrier, like a huge truck full of cargo coming towards him. The barrier became more and more covered with spider patterns and could not hold out for long.

An Rugu felt a little disappointed and thought she had to think of other solutions.

As a result, at this moment, a strong and cold wind came howling, and the cold wind almost formed a vortex.

When the vortex of negative energy disappeared, a person in a red robe stood next to her.

He wore a black gauze hat, had a stern and ferocious look on his face, held documents in his hands, and looked intimidating.

He scolded, "How dare you, the Qingshan Ghost King, to cause chaos in South City? You are so audacious! Why don't you quickly put yourself in danger?"

An Rugu understood: "Welcome to the City God."

The City God is in charge of the life fortune, wealth, longevity, and punishment of good and evil deeds of the city residents, and is the city's patron saint.

"I know you, the Meritorious One."

The City God bowed to An Rugu as a sign of courtesy, then straightened his back and said majestically: "Today the ghost king is causing trouble, please lend me a helping hand."

"certainly."

The ghost king with green face and fangs laughed loudly: "You are just a little city god, and you dare to speak arrogantly to your grandfather. What can you use to deal with me?"

The City God frowned, and a large seal appeared out of thin air in his hand, with three large red characters written on it: "City God Seal."

The seal condensed the power of thousands of troops and horses, whizzing towards the Ghost King and hitting him directly on the forehead, burning his blue skin to a char and emitting a faint white smoke.

The City God Seal is the most precious treasure in the hands of the City God, which can suppress all ghosts.

However, the Ghost King grabbed the City God Seal in his hand. His rough big hand tightly grasped the seal and rubbed it for a long time. When he let go again, countless white powders floated out of his hand.

The City God was horrified: "You are obviously a ghost, how could you destroy the seal?"

The seal is a supreme yin object. Logically speaking, it is impossible for it to be damaged by evil spirits.

An Rugu saw it clearly. When he destroyed the seal just now, a trace of yang energy clearly overflowed from his hand.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand something. She supported the crumbling golden barrier with her left hand, turned her head to look at the group of ghost servants, and raised her right hand to count.

After a long time, she opened her eyes, with a cold light flashing in them, and said firmly: "All your servants have pure yang bodies, and you are using their yang energy to practice!"

There was a flash of surprise in Qingshan Ghost King's eyes. He didn't expect that she would see through it so quickly.

He disdained to cover up and said bluntly: "The coexistence of yin and yang is the ultimate goal of ghost cultivation. Not only do I want to be the Ghost King, I also want to be the Yama of the underworld!"

Cultivation requires harmony between yin and yang. The yin and yang in human bodies are generally well balanced, making them the most suitable for cultivation. It is much more difficult for ghosts to cultivate, because they have a lot of yin in their bodies and very little yang, so their cultivation is twice as effective with half the effort.

He looked for these pure yang bodies to absorb yang energy, which could balance yin and yang. His practice improved by leaps and bounds, and he got rid of the shortcomings of ghost cultivation and became more like a human being.

An Rugu suddenly remembered the day when she was live streaming and went to the amusement park to seduce souls. The target of the mission, Wei Haichen, happened to be a pure yang body.

"You cooperated with that evil demon and asked him to find a pure yang body for you, right?" An Rugu frowned, and a horrible guess emerged in his mind: "Did they die because of you?"

Among those ghost servants there are hanged ghosts, drowned ghosts...but the largest number of them are car accident ghosts.

It looks like an accident, but the cause of death is probably related to Qingshan Ghost King and Youdu.

"That's right." Qingshan Ghost King smiled and nodded, his voice was faint: "Some of the ghosts were collected by me in the underworld, not harmed by me, but they are not enough for me to practice."

"When those living people die, the yang energy that overflows is really delicious."

An Rugu frowned and understood.

Youdu creates accidents in the human world to collect Yang Qi for the Ghost King of Qingshan. After those people die, they turn into ghosts and go to the underworld, where they will be sucked of Yang Qi by the Ghost King of Qingshan.

It is simply an evil industrial chain.

The ghost servants nearby, whose faces were bruised and almost scared out of their wits by the little zombies, stood there in a daze.

Huh? The cause of their death is actually related to the master they are serving now?

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Sometimes, the ghost king would absorb something from them, and after being absorbed, they would always feel confused. So that was Yang Qi?

“Your Majesty…”

"this……"

Qingshan Ghost King was full of confidence in himself. He was not worried about the truth being exposed. Instead, he directly admitted: "That's right."

The ghost servants were motionless and extremely stiff, with emotions such as anger and confusion surging in their hearts.

They actually recognized the thief as their father for so many years!

"I was crossing the road that day when I was hit by a car."

"We are so loyal to you, and you actually!"

The Ghost King of Qingshan raised his hand, and a gust of cold wind whistled away, making the ghost servants lose their minds. When they saw that their energy was about to run out, he withdrew his hand.

He said coldly: "Your lives are in my hands, so be careful what you say and do."

If he didn't want to keep these slaves in captivity to provide himself with yang energy, he would have beaten them to ashes.

The ghost servants were extremely confused and knelt on the ground trembling.

When the City God heard about this, he was furious and said, "I didn't expect you to commit such a murder. I will ask the higher officials to make a decision for them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the document and chanted a spell. Words appeared on the book and were burned to ashes. The news reached the underworld.

The Ghost King showed a rare trace of fear on his face, but he laughed out loud immediately: "I cultivate the Yin-Yang body, what can the spells of the underworld do to me? Even if the King of Hell comes, don't think of subduing me."

The City God was filled with anger, but he knew what he said was true, so he could only turn his head and look at An Rugu: "Many spells in our underworld are only effective against ghosts and other yin things. He wants to cultivate into a yin-yang body and subvert the underworld."

The Ghost King stretched out his right hand, and suddenly a huge hammer with a strong ghost aura appeared in his hand. He grasped the handle with his backhand and said, "City God, if you were a heavenly master in the human world, I would be afraid of you."

"But you are the underworld gods after all. You can't use the Heavenly Gang Five Thunders Law. What can you do to me?"

"After all, he is just a clown, vulnerable to attack."

The Tiangang Five Thunders Method is the secret of Longhu Mountain. It is a very powerful and masculine spell, almost the most powerful spell against evil creatures.

Even the Yin gods are unwilling to be subjected to the Tiangang Five Thunders Law.

He swung the hammer, gathering the force of thousands of troops and horses, and swung it towards the golden barrier in front of An Rugu.

“Crack!”

The golden barrier shattered into pieces, turning into specks of light that instantly scattered and disappeared into the air.

He cultivated a body of extreme yin and extreme yang, and his yang energy deceived the Golden Light Curse, so the power of the golden light was greatly reduced.

“Hahahahaha.” The ghost king with a green face and fangs laughed: “I think you have good roots and will become something great in the future. When you die, I can take you in as a ghost servant to serve me.”

The golden light spell was broken, and she no longer had the strength to resist, it was all within her reach.

An Rugu frowned and suddenly said, "I don't know the Tiangang Five Thunders Method."

"Do you want to call someone who will come?"

He looked away and clenched his teeth. Hundreds of years ago, he had suffered from the Tiangang Five Thunders Law.

But now he is not afraid at all.

The Ghost King was very tolerant of the dying person and patiently answered her, "The Dao in this world is declining. There are only a handful of people who have successfully practiced the Heavenly Gang Five Thunders Law. There is even less than one person who can hurt me. You should just give up."

He looked at the other person calmly and said, "If you surrender voluntarily, I will leave you an intact body."

However, the woman opposite her half-closed her eyes, took the Gang step, and pinched her fingers: "Three Pure Ones are above, and Three Maos have returned to the world."

"The spirit of heaven is primordial, the earth is vast and uses rivers, the Thunder God strikes with his staff, the Lightning Goddess controls the extension. The spirit of earth is female, the spirit of heaven is vigorous. The God of Wind shines in a mixed way, the God of Rain is deep and profound."*

“Boom boom!”

There were bursts of dull thunder in the sky, which was like a bolt from the blue.

The calm expression of Qingshan Ghost King suddenly changed: "How do you know the Heavenly Gang Five Thunders Righteous Method?"

She just said she wouldn't!

"No." He recalled the spell he had just heard and understood it instantly: "...How could you know the Maoshan Lightning Induction Technique? Are you a Maoshan disciple?"

An Rugu ignored him and continued chanting. Thunder roared in the sky, lightning flashed and roared, and lightning was hidden under the black clouds.

The Ghost King of Qingshan looked at the strange clouds in the sky and suddenly panicked. He roared, "Asshole!"

He did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and with a whoosh, he fled into the distance with the black evil spirit.

"Still want to run?"

An Rugu took out the soul-locking talisman from his pocket and threw it at the Ghost King of Qingshan. He had brought a lot of them with him for patrolling, but he didn't expect that all of them would be used by the Ghost King.

The opponent was surrounded by yellow talismans all over the sky. Although he had great magical powers, he had to be restrained for a while.

The opponent was horrified and swung a sledgehammer to drive away the soul-locking spell in front of him.

"Didn't you say that only the Heavenly Gang Five Thunders Law could make you a little afraid?"

"I have been practicing Maoshan magic before. This spell is too powerful, and its effect is no worse than the Five Thunders Law. However, I have not found a test subject."

"Since you ask so, I will grant you your wish."

"You're a liar!" The Ghost King roared as he swung his hammer at the talismans flying in front of him.

If he knew that there was a person who knew the Maoshan thunder-inducing technique hiding in this small Taoist temple, he would not have come here.

After he finished cursing, he looked up at the sky. Golden lightning appeared from the clouds, condensing with huge power, and it seemed that it was about to strike down.

If this continues, I will definitely suffer the consequences.

He immediately restrained himself and transformed into the elegant and graceful gentleman he had been before, smiling: "I also made a mistake and cooperated with these evil people. I am willing to turn over a new leaf and work for you."

"Really? I don't believe it."

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An Rugu shook his head and waved towards the sky.

It was the first time for her to use the Maoshan Lightning Technique to cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth, so she should have been very excited.

But she remained calm, for some reason, as if she was used to this kind of scene.

“Boom!”

The golden lightning turned into a huge thunder axe and fell from the sky, filled with the aura of destruction and terror. The surrounding air even began to distort, as if tearing the space it was in apart.

At the same time, everyone on Izumo Mountain stopped what they were doing and looked upwards.

He then looked at An Rugu, with deep horror and fear flashing in his eyes.

An Rugu, illuminated by the golden light of thunder, looked illusory, like a god on earth.

She is here, yet it seems as if she is not here.

The strong sense of distance turned into an unfathomable chasm, completely separating them from her.

"No--"

"ah--"

The thunder axe came with a bang and struck directly on the head of the Qingshan Ghost King. A burning smell came and was instantly submerged by the golden light of thunder.

His screams were shrill and terrified, but then they stopped abruptly, and his body exploded in the golden light of thunder.

The golden light of thunder disappeared completely, and the Ghost King Qingshan left nothing behind, only the air with a slight burnt smell.

Countless ghosts looked over here, not caring about fighting, but kneeling down in front of An Rugu, trembling.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. I, I surrender."

"Woo, woo, woo, that's scary."

An Rugu checked carefully and confirmed that the Ghost King of Qingshan had been struck to pieces by the Maoshan Thunder Technique, and only then did he feel relieved.

Just now, when the City God saw the golden lightning striking towards the Ghost King of Green Mountain, he had already walked far away, fearing that it would strike on his head.

When the thunder subsided and the sky returned to normal, he returned to An Rugu, bowed to her, and said with emotion: "I knew you had great magical powers. Today, I see that you are indeed extraordinary, even beyond my expectations."

"I will report your contribution to my superiors."

"Thank you." An Rugu asked, "What should we do with these ghosts?"

"I will send them to the underworld later. The evil ghosts will be sent to hell, and the rest will be sent to reincarnation."

An Rugu seemed to have thought of something, took out his task book, and said calmly: "Can this ghost-guiding task be counted on both of us?"

The number of ghosts she has guided is only six. If these hundreds of ghosts are counted, she can jump from a level one Yincha to a level three Yincha.

The City God was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that she would care about this. He smiled and said, "Of course."

He had already reached the limit of promotion and did not care about this small achievement. Little did he know that a full man does not know the hunger of a hungry man.

The City God and other ghost officials took out their soul-collecting tokens and collected hundreds of ghosts of the Qingshan Ghost King into the tokens.

Their worldview collapsed, they were confused and had no intention of resisting.

Those wandering ghosts who came in response to the summons basically had no offerings and wanted very much to be reincarnated, but due to some strange coincidences, there was no ghost to guide them, so they all obediently left with the City God.

Hundreds of ghosts left, and the vast Izumo Mountain finally returned to peace.

Only the people from Izumo Temple and an uninvited guest were left.

Qian Weilai sat on the ground helplessly, looking at An Rugu in horror: "How do you know the Maoshan Lightning Induction Technique?"

Among the Maoshan descendants he knew, only a few had learned it, and those who had learned it were unable to cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth, create such a big scene, and kill a ghost king.

"It's none of your business."

An Rugu pulled the restless little girl to her side and asked, "Are you from Youdu?"

Although it was a question, the tone was particularly firm.

Qian Weilai's identity was exposed, and he knew he was no match for her, so he just laughed and said, "Yes, come and take your life~"

"Then your hopes are doomed to fail."

Soon, people from the Special Management Bureau wearing black uniforms came up the mountain.

It's already past eleven o'clock at night and they are still working overtime.

However, there was no sign of annoyance on their faces; instead, they looked very excited.

Lin Weiyu from the Special Management Bureau searched for information and said excitedly: "Qian Weilai, the leader's son, is good at drawing talismans and cursing. He has been on the wanted list for a long time. I didn't expect that he has been changing his appearance and hiding in South City."

An Rugu blinked when she heard this, feeling something was a little strange, but she didn't say much.

The Special Management Bureau seemed to know all the members of Youdu very well. I don't know whether they managed to get the information from the captured personnel or whether they have other information channels.

When Qian Weilai saw the people from the Special Management Bureau surrounding him, a fierce light flashed in his eyes and he began to curse.

He has great attainments in cursing. Sound is also a medium for cursing and he can use sound to cast a curse.

However, the people from the Special Management Bureau were prepared and immediately covered his mouth tightly.

After seeing his colleagues restrain him, Lin Weiyu turned to look at An Rugu and said with a smile: "Because of you, our department's performance has increased dramatically. Do you know what we call you now?"

"What?"

"Hahahahaha, lucky star."

Lin Weiyu chatted with her for a few more words and said, "His bonus is quite high. I'll put it on your card when the time comes."

"good."

They took Qian Weilai away, and when they passed by each other, Qian Weilai's hands moved, and the ground made a clinking sound.

The sound was immediately drowned out by the sound of footsteps and did not attract anyone's attention.

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After they left, An Rugu returned to the room and looked at her feet with a sense of awareness. The glass test tube was opened, and red silk threads were crawling on the ground like snakes. One of the strands was only inches away from her.

If she hadn't looked down, it would have most likely climbed on top of her.

"There is a golden light covering my body."

After she finished chanting the spell, a faint golden light appeared on the surface of her body. She used the golden light as armor and was immune to all evil.

She put on gloves, put all the threads back into the test tube and covered it.

She immediately looked through the glass at the winding red silk threads inside, feeling very curious.

It seems to have vitality, it must be a bug.

She thought of Qian Weilai's inconsistent words and actions, and her eyes changed. Could it be that they wanted to put a curse on her?

There are two most powerful poisonous insects: one that kills people, and the other that controls people's hearts.

She put away the red thread and decided to look up information tomorrow to see what it was used for.

...........

She was about to go back to her room, and passed by the little zombie's room. Suddenly, she heard a noise. She walked in and saw the little zombie jumped into the coffin, groped in the dark for a long time, and picked up a candy.

She slowly tore open the package, put the candy into her mouth, and then lay in the coffin with her hands on her chest, looking peaceful.

If his eyes weren't open and he had food in his mouth, he would have looked like he was asleep.

"Thank you for today."

An Rugu felt a little relieved when she saw that she had regained self-awareness after her advancement and did not seem to be crazy.

Nothing would have happened to the Taoist temple if she wasn't there. But it would have been terrible if the little zombie hadn't held Qian Weilai back, allowing the other party to wreak havoc in the Taoist temple and even collapse the house.

The Izumo-kan Temple as a whole is an antique. For example, if a tile is broken, it is difficult to find a place to repair it.

The little zombie bit the candy, his face slightly red, and he didn't speak for a long time.

An Rugu thought she would not answer and prepared to turn around and leave.

She thought for a moment and said, "...I want more candy."

"I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

An Rugu considerately closed the door and walked towards her room, passing by the room with the eternal lamp.

A wisp of smoke drifted out of the door and hooked around her fingers, as if it had something to say to her.

She used to worship Buddha, but now she came to the Taoist temple, she followed the local customs and started reading Taoist books. She occasionally read books and occasionally came out to see the pilgrims, just like a pure cultivator.

There was a big mess at Chuyun Temple today. She was powerless and couldn't help. She could only look out of the smoke and cheer for An Rugu.

An Rugu didn't mind. After comforting her, she didn't expect the other party to suddenly say: [The curse that person said sounds a bit familiar. ]

She learns very quickly and now can speak vernacular Chinese, so she no longer uses classical Chinese.

An Rugu: “?”

"What's wrong?"

[I have seen a curse very similar to the one he described before, it seems to have the same origin.]

"Where did you hear that?"

[I was very curious about this, and at that time I had a good personal relationship with Liu Xiang's young apprentice, so he gave me a book.]

An Rugu frowned slightly, feeling that something was a little strange: "What's his name?"

When she went down to the ancient tomb before, she brought out the eternal lamp. Those burial objects were all cursed. The curse has been lost and is very difficult to decipher.

At that time she asked who cast these curses, and she said it was Liu Xiang's apprentice.

【Suqiao.】

"I see. Thank you."

After talking to him for a few words, An Rugu returned to her room, made a phone call, informed the Special Management Bureau of the matter, and asked them to investigate the source of what Qian Weilai had learned.

The other party agreed immediately.

She lay undressed on the bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Could a person who lived more than four hundred years ago still be alive today?

Moreover, Qian Weilai is the leader's son. He is young and very capable. It is very likely that he was taught by the leader.

Could it be that the leader is Su Qiao...

............

The next day, the sky was bright and the Izumo Temple was shrouded in the dim morning light. The air shrouded in clouds and mist was extremely fresh.

An Rugu opened the live broadcast software early and prepared for the live broadcast.

As soon as the live broadcast started, countless viewers poured in. Compared to usual, today's comments were very different.

[Wow, I was in the suburbs of South City. There was golden lightning in the sky last night. I took a picture. Later I checked and found that it was in the direction of Chuyun Temple. Although it was just a flash of lightning, the news has already flooded the local forum and hot search. ]

[Which Taoist friend is here to transcend the tribulation? 】

[I know who it is, but I won't tell you (dog head).]

[Anchor, did you secretly go through the tribulation without telling me? ]

[Anchor, did you save the world behind my back? ]

[Alas, it seems that I can no longer hide what happened hundreds of years ago. I will just tell you straight out. After a hundred years of cultivation with the Mahayana anchor, I survived the ascension thunder tribulation last night.]

An Rugu: “…”

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