Lin Ying, Zhang Qingyu and Shi Xi shared memories and had recovered their memories before death. The Ghost King's words aroused the anger in the two of them, and their resentment increased several times.

"Lin Ying, Qingyu, don't fall into his trap. He did it on purpose." Shi Xi's calm voice calmed them down a lot.

The Ghost King might just want to provoke them, but once Zhang Qingyu goes berserk, he will attack everyone indiscriminately.

"Yeah, I know." Lin Ying responded, restraining his breath.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister." Zhang Qingyu took out a candy, threw it into his mouth, and broke it into pieces: "I won't let him succeed."

The sweetness spread, and Zhang Qingyu calmed down. He had indeed grown a lot during this period of time.

"It's really boring," the Ghost King snorted unhappily, and waved his hand arrogantly at Shi Xi: "I won't play with you anymore, bye, we'll see each other on the day you die."

"You can't leave." Shi Xi used two fingers to wet the blood on her lips. She controlled all the emotions in the ghost den. She drew with her two fingers in the air. The phosphorescent flames in the ghost den were all extinguished. Only the runes of heavenly punishment under her fingertips flashed with sacred light.

"The hatred for you is everywhere in the den of ghosts. This is the debt you owe for surviving in this world." Shi Xi's long hair was blown by the wind, and his face was reflected by the talisman light, solemn and holy: "Now, it's time to settle the accounts."

Feeling the terrifying aura of this unfinished talisman, dozens of blood-red eyes on the Ghost King's body revealed panic. He didn't dare to stay any longer, and tore open a crack with his bare hands and escaped from here!

A pair of ruthless iron hands grabbed his arms and dragged him back to the ghost cave!

The Ghost King turned around and saw a young man with a pair of harmless droopy eyes standing next to him: "Xiao Shi said you can't leave."

"Get out of here! How dare a small guy like you stop me?" The Ghost King was so angry that he slapped Teacher Zhuang on the head. The long sharp nails on his fingertips cut off half of Teacher Zhuang's head!

Teacher Zhuang did not retreat a step. His severed head gradually recovered. He raised half of his lip and said, "If she wants you to stay, you can't go anywhere."

The Ghost King was furious and tried to slap Teacher Zhuang on the head again, but this time he was stopped. Teacher Zhuang's head had completely recovered, and his white shirt had been dyed bright red at some point, and his aura had completely changed!

The Ghost King only then realized that this seemingly weak young man was not a small character at all, but a red-clothed man with resentment so terrifying that it was close to his own!

The Ghost King and Zhuang Mei confronted each other, with a huge hatred in their hearts: If Shi Xi hadn't destroyed my true body, I wouldn't have fallen to this point! In the past, I wouldn't have taken a red-clothed man of this level seriously!

What the Ghost King didn't know was that this was also the first time Shi Xi had seen Zhuang Mei in red. The bright red caught her eye and her heart skipped a beat. When did Teacher Zhuang turn into a red dress? Was there a sign in the past, or was it because the resentment here was too heavy and he had absorbed too much?

Shi Xi knew that no matter what the reason was, Mr. Zhuang turned into red clothes to protect her. He could have passed away early and easily instead of becoming a container of resentment. Now, even Shi Xi could not guarantee that he could pass away without pain.

He couldn't let Mr. Zhuang bear the brunt of the burden any longer, so Shi Xi gritted his teeth and drew the Heavenly Punishment Talisman faster. Several other vengeful spirits also appeared beside Zhuang Mei, and helped him control the Ghost King.

“Swish—” The crack torn by the Ghost King was stretched open by something, and a powerful voice came from another realm: “Make way!”

When several vengeful spirits heard the familiar engine sound, they tacitly let go of the Ghost King and quickly retreated to the side.

The Ghost King looked up, but before he could react, the wheels rolled over him.

The speeding black motorcycle rolled over the ghost king's body and rushed into the ghost den at lightning speed. The motorcycle spun and stopped, Black Impermanence Seventeen and White Impermanence Nineteen jumped off the motorcycle, took off their helmets in a cool manner, and looked at Shi Xi at the same time.

Black Impermanence Seventeen blinked his peach blossom eyes and said, "Little boy, the strongest rescuer from the underworld you called for is here!"

"Oh my God," Bai Wuchang Nineteen, who was a little more stable, looked at the Sky Punishment Talisman in the air with a burning gaze, "Is this the Sky Punishment Talisman? It turns out that the legendary Sky Punishment Talisman really exists!"

Shi Xi continued sketching and replied distractedly: "You guys came pretty fast."

"You are going to take a day trip inside the Ghost King's belly. Can't we hurry up?" Hei Wuchang looked around: "Where is the Ghost King?"

Zhang Qingyu pointed under the wheel: "The Ghost King is there."

Black and White Impermanence: “…” Pfft, so miserable, but I really want to laugh.

The Ghost King's body was pressed into a flat pancake shape, but he had no intention of returning to its original shape, but instead seeped downwards rapidly.

Zhang Qingyu shouted: "He wants to escape!"

Black Impermanence Seventeen stepped on the Ghost King and said, "Where are you going? A net has been laid outside the ghost den. You have no way to escape."

The Ghost King stretched out a pair of hands covered with eyes, grabbed Hei Wuchang, and tried to devour him! Hei Wuchang was not so easy to deal with, he immediately drew his gun and nailed the Ghost King in place with a special bullet.

At the same time, Shi Xi finally completed the Heavenly Punishment Talisman. She waved her hand, and the Heavenly Punishment Talisman hit the Ghost King head-on. This talisman was composed of the emotion of hatred for the Ghost King and could only punish him.

The moment he was hit, all the eyes on his body went out, leaving only one eye on his head. The grievances of the victims tore at his soul, like a hundred ghosts gnawing at his heart.

Shi Xi wiped off the remaining blood stains from the corners of his lips, walked up to the Ghost King, and looked down at the eye that was trying hard to stay awake: "When I came here, I found the layout here very familiar. Later I remembered that this place is exactly the same as the Guiting Lake community where the Xia family villa is located."

The Ghost King's eyes flickered, and he endured the pain of being devoured of his soul, remaining silent.

Shi Xi smiled and said, "During the years you have been pretending to be Xia Junyan, have you developed any feelings for the Xia family? After you disappear, we will cure the real Xia Junyan, and they will be reunited as a family. If they are willing, we will erase their memories, and the Xia family will not remember you."

Kill the ghost and destroy its heart.

The Ghost King stared with his last eye, feeling unprecedented pain. A tear slid down his eye and evaporated along with his soul.

The Ghost King was wiped out, the ghost den collapsed, the fog dissipated, and Shi Xi saw an abandoned factory in the wilderness.

"He got the punishment he deserved. I can feel it," Zhang Qingyu said, clutching his chest. "The haze that had been lingering here has disappeared."

Lin Ying smiled with relief: "Me too."

The four evil spirits laughed in tacit understanding, and ran towards Shi Xi at the same time, embracing each other with their souls.

When being hugged, Shi Xi once again touched their souls and emotions. Lin Ying and Zhang Qingyu no longer had any resentment, only a faint sense of relief; San Chi Qing's obsession and desire were very light, and he even had a rare sense of detachment; Teacher Zhuang carried resentment from all over the world, most of which came from the Internet, but his soul was extremely pure.

An inspiration flashed through Shi Xi's mind, but before he could grasp it, it disappeared.

The civil servants of the underworld began to clean up the mess. The real Xia Junyan was well hidden by Zhang Qingyu and protected by Shi Xi's talisman. Now he has received the best treatment and his life is safe.

The fleeing small shrimp ghosts were also arrested one by one.

Bai Wuchang Nineteen asked Shi Xi with concern: "How is your injury?"

Shi Xi said: "Not bad."

Black Impermanence Seventeen threw a box to her and said, "What's so good about it? It would be strange if you don't vomit blood after drawing the Heavenly Punishment Talisman with a mortal body. This medicine can help you recover blood, take it."

After Shi Xi took the medicine obediently, Hei Wuchang Seventeen said again: "You are really brave and skilled to rush into the ghost king's stomach."

Shi Xi smiled and said, "Is this an operation that will go down in history?"

"Yes," Bai Wuchang Nineteen gave a thumbs up and affirmed, "You are the number one person of the new generation in the world of metaphysics."

Zhang Qingyu said excitedly: "Of course! Junior Sister can realize the Heavenly Punishment on her own. She is a genius among geniuses."

"Teacher Zhuang, what's wrong with you?" Black Impermanence Seventeen sighed: "Why did you change into a red shirt?"

"I'm fine," Teacher Zhuang paused and said, "Qingyu, has your soul become shallower?"

Not only Zhang Qingyu, Lin Ying's soul also began to fade. Everyone fell silent, paying attention to Shi Xi intentionally or unintentionally.

Shi Xi looked calm and said, "I promised my senior brother that I would go back to Wuyou Temple for dinner tonight. He should be waiting anxiously."

Black Impermanence Seventeen said: "Colleagues from the Human Office will be here soon. Ask them to take you back."

On the way back, Shi Xi sent a message to Zhang Qingxuan, briefly telling him what happened tonight.

Zhang Qingxuan replied to her: "Thank you for your hard work. The food is being warmed up. We will wait for you to come back."

The lights in Wuyou Temple were on. Senior Brother Qingxuan, Jiaming and Ji Mingxu were all waiting for Shi Xi in the hall. When they heard the door being pushed open, they immediately came out to greet him.

Although Zhang Qingxuan looked calm, his steps were a little hurried. Seeing that Shi Xi was fine, and Zhang Qingyu and Lin Ying were still there, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Junior sister, you're back."

Shi Xi nodded: "I'm back."

"Brother prepared your favorite food. It's cold outside, come inside quickly."

After entering the house, Zhang Qingxuan saw the blood on Shi Xi's lips, and his long eyebrows immediately frowned: "Injured?"

"Brother □□ gave him medicine and he is now well." Shi Xi pulled Zhuang Mei, who was afraid to come in, in and said, "Brother, he is more seriously injured. Please help me think of a solution."

Seeing the bloody clothes on Zhuang Mei's body, Zhang Qingxuan took a breath and said, "Xiao Zhuang, why is your resentment so strong? What happened?"

Teacher Zhuang said weakly: "...Can we eat first?"

After Zhang Qingxuan finished performing rituals during the day, he immediately washed his hands and made a soup, filling the table with delicious dishes. Everyone's stomachs started rumbling just by smelling the food.

Zhang Qingxuan compromised: "Okay, let's eat first."

Shi Xi held the soup bowl and asked Ji Mingxu: "Teacher Ji, don't you have to go home for dinner today?"

Ji Mingxu smiled and said, "I showed up at our house yesterday. I came to help out in the temple today and eat my master's meal."

Zhang Qingyu buried his head in his food, finished a big bowl of rice, and rubbed his stomach with satisfaction: "I can never get tired of eating the food made by my senior brother. It's great to be able to eat with everyone."

Lin Ying took a sip of the fruit wine: "It's really good."

Zhang Qingyu talked about killing the Ghost King today and slammed the table and said, "It's so satisfying!"

"Let's clink glasses?" Jiaming suggested.

"Okay, okay..." Everyone raised their cups and clinked them together, "Beat the Ghost King hard, happy New Year!"

When he put the cup down, he touched Shi Xi's head with both hands at the same time: "Happy New Year, Shi Xi."

As soon as the words fell, the two hands disappeared.

Shi Xi lowered her eyelashes, pursed her lips, and held back the tears that were welling up in her eyes.

"Happy New Year," she whispered.