Mingzhu lit incense, threw out a talisman, and formed a hand seal.
The door was finally broken open after being violently pounded, and the undead rushed in, but when they saw Mingzhuo, they all froze in shock.
They seemed to realize something, and their souls were finally about to leave their imprisoned bodies.
However, a strange scene unfolded: the soul that had just floated out seemed to be pulled back by something and entered that dilapidated body again.
Chu Yuqi: "Stop wasting your time, they'll eat us!"
The others huddled by the door of carriage number 4, brandishing their weapons, ready to fight the undead at any moment.
"Shut up!" Ming Zhuo suddenly raised his hand and unleashed a fierce sword strike.
In that instant, a strange cracking sound seemed to come from the air, and then the next second, the undead fell down one by one, their souls floating up.
Everyone stared in shock at the scene unfolding before them.
Inside the narrow train, a solemn and imposing gate to the underworld appeared out of nowhere.
Mingzhuo marked all the ghosts, and their dazed souls finally became fully awake, bowing to Mingzhuo from afar.
Since they were unwilling to sacrifice the lives of their blood relatives, they were not inherently bad people without moral principles.
The gates of hell opened, and a group of ghosts drifted in. Protected by the mark, their souls passed through the path of judgment unharmed.
Li Wenhe's uncle glanced at Ming Zhuo from afar. That little girl from back then had already broken the seal and become a formal Xuan Master.
So Li Wenhe must have already received good fortune and entered the Taoist sect, right?
However, the brat's journey won't be smooth sailing from here on out; he'll face more tribulations in the future, but hopefully he'll get through them safely.
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