Immortals are all spirits, and this time even Huang Yu and Xiao Jiaozi were both separated from their bodies, so their speed was naturally very fast. In the blink of an eye, they caught up with Zhao Youliang ahead.

However, because he was worried that his advanced cultivation would be too much of a "burden," he did not possess Zhao Youliang's body.

“Quantum slow down, something’s strange here!” Huang Yu suddenly said as they walked.

"This fog is abnormal!"

Zhao Youliang had always trusted Huang Jiaxian, and upon hearing this, he immediately slowed down.

"Yes, why did it suddenly get foggy?"

"Wait a minute! We've been running for so long and we still haven't gotten out of the alley. Have we run into a 'ghost wall'?!"

"Ghost blocking the wall" means that a ghost is blocking the way, and you can't get out.

Ultimately, they got lost, starved, or died from exhaustion.

The Jade Pivot Classic explains this paranormal event most clearly: the deceased is transformed into the living, and the living are captured to take the place of the dead.

It means that the soul of a person who died earlier is trapped in a certain place and cannot be reincarnated. Therefore, a substitute ghost is needed so that the person can be reincarnated.

Therefore, once a place has the spirit of someone who died a violent death, similar incidents are likely to occur one after another.

If someone's yang energy is weak, they are easily bewitched by ghosts.

......

Even Zhao Youliang, a half-baked expert, knew it was a "ghostly barrier," so the immortals around him certainly knew it even better.

The leader of the Evil Hall, the grasshopper spirit, chuckled: "This thing is good at stopping others, but it's no match for our hall!"

After saying this, he closed his eyes, shook his head, and kept muttering to himself.

"Blinding eyes, blind eyes, the weather is changing, the weather is changing! Anyone who dares to stop me, I'll whip you!"

After the grasshopper spirit finished chanting, it took out a whip it had woven from a hundred herbs and lashed it forward with force.

"Get out of my way, you old immortal!"

With a crack of the whip... the grasshopper demon's whipping was clearly in vain, as the thick fog ahead remained.

"Wow, this is really weird?!"

Feeling humiliated, the grasshopper spirit wanted to continue, but Huang Yu stopped it.

Huang Yu was polite to people, so he addressed them as "senior" as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Senior, please calm down. This ghost wall is not simple. What you did just now was useless."

As Huang Jiaxian spoke, he made hand seals: "The Heavenly Way is complete, the Three and Five are formed, the Sun and Moon are together, emerging from the depths... As the Qi flows, all evil spirits and thieves perish."

Those who look at me are blind, those who listen to me are deaf, and those who dare to plot against me will suffer the consequences.

"I am fortunate while they are unfortunate; defeat!"

After Huang Jiaxian finished chanting the incantation, the surrounding fog indeed dissipated somewhat.

But these are only some examples; the way out remains shrouded in mystery.

"This..." Upon seeing this scene, all the immortals were extremely surprised.

What exactly created this "ghost wall" that is so powerful that even the "exorcising spell" of the Yellow Family Immortals cannot dispel it!

Seeing that Huang Yu had returned empty-handed, and knowing that he was far inferior to Xiong Ba and the seven silly deer siblings, he did not try again.

Even the Mad Prisoner shook his head with a wry smile: "I come from a military background and I am not afraid of enemies in battle, but I am far inferior to Brother Yu in terms of magic."

Seeing that the immortals were helpless, Zhao Youliang decided to try it himself.

He took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, then took out scissors and cut out a paper car in a few strokes.

He bit his index finger, squeezed out a little blood and dripped it onto the paper car, then muttered something under his breath.

"The Yellow Emperor's compass chariot, piercing through fog, wind, and mountains and rivers."

"go!"

After the incantation was finished, the mini paper car immediately started moving and ran straight into the thick fog.

Seeing this, Zhao Youliang and the other immortals quickly followed.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Zhao Youliang suddenly stopped.

Upon seeing this, the grasshopper spirit asked, "What's wrong, Quantum? Why aren't you leaving?"

Zhao Youliang smiled wryly, "Old Immortal, haven't you noticed? We're still going in circles."

As they were talking, Zhao Youliang bent down and picked up a cigarette butt from the ground, the one Chang Jie had thrown on the ground earlier.

The reason it must be Chang Jie's cigarette is because this brand of cigarettes is too cheap, only 1.7 yuan a pack.

In the entire town, apart from the stingy Zhao Youliang who bought it for Chang Jie, almost no one else smoked it.

Even with such cheap cigarettes, Zhao Youliang couldn't bear to supply his little brother Dan with enough, claiming that smoking too much was bad for his health.

"My parents are both dragons, and they still don't let me smoke enough. Where can I go to reason with them about this?"

The atmosphere grew increasingly awkward as Chang Jie continued his rambling.

Zhao Youliang's gang's first collective operation failed to even find anything of value; they were inexplicably trapped here...

Meanwhile, Mayor Guo Zhengde and the fat lama had arrived at the "crime scene".

Only the two of them and two young lamas came; the Great Master Kubhun did not come along.

Looking at the pieces of flesh and entrails scattered on the ground, and the Qi family members who died with their eyes wide open, Guo Zhengde turned pale with fright.

"Master, didn't you say you had already performed a ritual to suppress the evil spirits?"

"Why are they harming people again?!"

At this moment, the fat lama had no time to pay attention to Guo Zhengde. He was seriously shaking the large prayer wheel in his hand.

Upon arriving here, he discovered that the surrounding yin energy was extremely heavy, as if he were standing in a "ghost market".

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

The Grand Lama chanted the six-syllable mantra, one word at a time, while simultaneously forming the "Vajrabhairava Mudra" with one hand and pushing it forward.

"What kind of demon dares to harm people in front of me, the Buddha? Come out!"

There was a muffled thud, like a sledgehammer hitting thick rubber.

After a muffled thud, a "door" appeared in the middle of the mist, and standing in front of the door were the three vengeful ghosts with strange appearances.

The bright light continued to shine from behind them, obscuring the exact appearance of the three vengeful ghosts.

"You will all die!"

Amidst the chilling and ethereal voice, three fierce ghosts extended their claws and floated towards the fat lama.

The fat lama grinned maliciously, and the prayer wheel spun even faster.

"Hehehe, you mere brats dare to spout such nonsense! You all should die before I, the Buddha! Ah!"

Before the fat lama could even finish speaking, his neck was snapped with a crack by the "officer" who appeared behind him.

It made a "whooshing" sound, like a chicken's neck being cut off, then collapsed to the ground with a thud and fell silent.

Upon seeing this, the remaining two young lamas exclaimed in surprise, "The Great Compassionate One?!"

Then he immediately took out his magic weapon and struck at the "officer".

This "officer" was the same one who had just appeared in front of the paper-making shop.

The ritual implement that the young lama strikes is called "kapala," which is the skull of a Tantric lama.

It was made from the skull of a lama after his death.

When not in use, the "kapala" is used to hold holy water and nectar, which is then offered on the altar.

Even with the magical artifact right in front of him, the officer remained unmoved, as if he hadn't seen it at all.

His charred face showed not even a trace of emotion.

Just as the two young lamas were looking forward to making a decisive move, two ghost soldiers suddenly appeared behind them.

With a "crack," the young lama's neck was also snapped.

Without its owner's blessing, the "Kapala" immediately fell to the ground with a "plop".