Suddenly, a loud shout echoed throughout the dilapidated temple.
"There's...there's something evil..."
"Boss... wake up... there's an evil spirit here!"
Sheng Wanwan turned around and saw a man scrambling and crawling towards one of the side rooms.
A moment later, curses came from the side room:
"Hey, you bald bastard, are you looking for a death wish? What are you yelling about in the middle of the night?"
"There's something evil... Boss, you'll know once you go and take a look!"
"You son of a bitch, it's almost dawn, where did this evil spirit come from? If it were, it would have gone home to sleep! I'm telling you, Baldy, I'm going to check, and if there's no evil spirit, I'll tear you apart!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man with a scar on his face walked out of the room. He was burly and looked quite rugged.
He was followed by more than a dozen men, each carrying a large knife.
Several men were muttering curses, probably because their sweet dreams had been disturbed.
When everyone saw Sheng Wanwan in the courtyard, they became even angrier.
"Hey, you bastard, are you having a nightmare? Where's the evil spirit? Where is it?"
As the burly man who appeared to be the leader of the human trafficking ring spoke, he slapped the bald man across the face.
The bald man covered his face, pointing in Sheng Wanwan's direction with a wronged expression. "Boss, isn't that an evil spirit? Such a tiny thing, who knows what kind of evil spirit it is? I saw it with my own eyes, and when she pointed, Aunt Wu and the others couldn't move! Boss, she really is an evil spirit! Let's run!"
The scarred man looked in the direction the bald man was pointing and saw the beautifully sculpted little girl standing there quietly, her big, dark eyes smiling at them.
"Hahaha... Baldy, are you stupid?"
Scarface laughed loudly, clearly not believing Baldy's words.
"You're telling me this little girl is an evil spirit? I think you're really stupid! If she's an evil spirit, then I'm a god!"
As he spoke, he strode up to Sheng Wanwan, looked her up and down, and asked, "Little girl, how did you get out?"
"I pretended to have a stomachache, and those two uncles carried me out!"
As Sheng Wanwan spoke, she pointed with her little finger to the three people in the main hall who were winking and making faces at the scarred man.
Scarface then noticed the three people in the main hall. "Hey, what are you three doing? Are your eyes twitching?"
"Uncle, they're not having an eye twitch! They want you to save them because I've immobilized them and they can't move!"
Sheng Wanwan smiled innocently.
Scarface felt a chill run down his spine. He looked at the three men and saw them staring at him in terror, without uttering a single word.
Moreover, the three people were in a strange posture; one of them had his right hand raised, as if he wanted to hit someone.
The other two looked like they were about to turn and run away, but they couldn't move as soon as they turned around.
Scarface's face immediately changed, and he took two steps back in horror: "Kid, what...what did you do to them?"
"I didn't do anything! I just made sure they couldn't move." Sheng Wanwan still smiled, as if she were talking about a trivial matter.
Scarface swallowed hard, looking at the smiling little girl in front of him, a sudden, inexplicable fear welled up inside him.
He suddenly realized that he might have really offended someone extraordinary.
At this moment, the human traffickers behind him obviously realized what was happening, and they turned around and tried to run away.
But as soon as they turned around, they saw more than a dozen terrifying ghosts suddenly appear out of thin air, blocking their way.
They screamed in terror, their faces turning deathly pale, as if they had seen the most horrifying thing in the world.
"A ghost...a ghost!"
"Help! I don't want to die!"
The human traffickers were in complete chaos; some were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to even run away.
The ghosts surrounded the human traffickers, each one baring its teeth and claws, its faces contorted in a ferocious grimace, as if it were about to devour its prey, terrifying the group of traffickers.
"Hehehe... Little ancestor, it was us brothers who saved you this time!"
The Ghost King sidled up to Sheng Wanwan, grinning and trying to please her.
"Smile more normally. These are all my friends in the house. If you scare them, I'll take you in!"
Sheng Wanwan said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the Ghost King immediately dropped his terrifying smile. "Alright, little ancestor, whatever you say goes."
"Hmm! Good! Get them inside!"
Then send a message to my elder brother, asking him to bring the soldiers to arrest the bad guys. After this is all over, I'll burn paper money and incense for you all.”
Sheng Wanwan patted the Ghost King on the shoulder as she spoke.
"Don't worry, little ancestor, leave it to the four of us brothers. We'll make sure the mission is accomplished!"
The Ghost King readily agreed.
Then the Ghost King turned around, gave a few instructions to the ghosts, and then disappeared in a wisp of green smoke.
Scarface looked at the scene before him, his face turning pale and then red.
Who exactly is this little girl?
Why...how can I control these ghosts?
Sheng Wanwan released the three people in the main hall from the immobilization spell, and the traffickers were driven into the house by the vengeful ghosts.
Sheng Wanwan glanced at the ghosts, then at the pale dawn breaking on the horizon, and frowned slightly.
"You guys should leave first, it's almost dawn! I'll find other helpers."
As she spoke, Sheng Wanwan took out a bone flute and put it to her lips to blow.
A moment later, the roar of a wild beast came from afar, seemingly in response to the call of the bone flute.
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