Xuan Yu rushed into the alley at lightning speed, jumped onto the top of the wall, and waved his claws at somewhere in the darkness.

The claws touched something and Xuan Yu was knocked away by a force.

He Bu Ning's eyes were fixed and his hands were quick. He grabbed Xuan Yu in his arms and looked in that direction. There was a human-shaped black shadow trying to escape.

Sang Que quickly ran to He Buning, grabbed the crossbow hanging at his waist and quickly pulled the trigger in that direction.

Ten bursts of shots from the crossbow were all shot out by Sangque in a breath.

But only the last arrow hit the black shadow, and it fell from the top of the wall into an empty yard.

He Buning hugged Xuan Yu and rushed into the yard. There was no one in the yard, only a few bloodstains on the ground, which spread along the way and disappeared into thin air.

"Go save him quickly, Xiaochan can't hold on any longer!"

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"If you can still go, go to Songhe Temple in the east of Wangshan City immediately. Don't stay in the city!"

"Mother-in-law!"

As soon as Sangque stepped into Grandma Zhuang's yard, he smelled blood.

"Leave the rescue to me." Sang Que took the task decisively. As long as the person to be rescued was not a ghost and did not resist too much, she could easily use the evil fog to transfer the person out from under the ruins.

"Grandma, wake up, Xiaochan has some delicious food for you, Grandma, wake up, don't sleep..."

When he thought about the corpse nest being brought into Wangshan City, He Buning felt horrified and had a deep sense of powerlessness.

He Bu Ning nodded and said, "Let all the people go to Songhe Temple in the east of Wangshan City. As long as Songhe Temple is not buried by the landslide, there are disciples of Daojun there, so it is a safe place for the time being. I will go to Cuicheng to see what's going on with General Cao."

He Buning handed the black jade to Xia Chan and said, "Follow your sister closely and be careful."

A strange opera singing voice came from the ruins beside the road, and all the fleeing people, including the mulberry sparrows and summer cicadas, turned their heads to look.

The ones who suffer are always the lower-class people who are powerless to resist, just like those people in Fengning City.

The evil fog spread with all its might, and Sang Que carefully sensed where there were people. However, at this moment, under the influence of the ticking sound in her head, some nightmare fragments would always flash before her eyes, and she felt as if her consciousness was being sucked in.

"I thought that Yin Tong went to Liaohuo——"

While Sangque was searching for the survivors, Xia Chan no longer cared about hiding her identity as a ghost. She simply used her hair to roll up the wooden beams beside the road and used the lever principle her sister told her to pry the heavy objects that were pressing on people.

"Mother-in-law?"

It must be the puppeteer who controls the puppet.

Xia Chan hugged Xuan Yu with his facial features wrinkled.

Sangque shouted and urged the surviving civilians. When people heard the noise, they came from all directions, gradually forming a crowd of more than a hundred people. Braving the cold winter wind, they wrapped themselves tightly in thin clothes and supported each other to escape from the city.

The people who escaped from the roadside cried and dug through the rubble with their bare hands, but they did not stop even when their hands were bloody.

He Buning was waiting outside holding Xuan Yu. He knew what was going on inside.

"Mother-in-law, go to sleep. It's a new day when you wake up!"

The surviving people around looked at Xia Chan in shock, then hurriedly crawled in through the gap and dragged out the person trapped inside.

Sangque and Xiachan followed in, but when they didn't see anyone, Sangque went out immediately and ran towards Grandma Zhuang.

Xia Chan was already crying uncontrollably.

When Xia Chan saw this, he let out a low cry and immediately hid behind Sang Que. The smell of blood made his stomach rumble and he craved blood and corpses strongly.

After giving the instructions, He Buning left quickly. Sang Que took Xia Chan and Xuan Yu and started rescuing people from the vicinity of Cuiliu Lane.

"Yes! That's Yin Tong, the one who destroyed the entire Fengning City!"

A woman dressed as a female warrior, holding a spear and with flags inserted behind her, looked down at Sangque condescendingly. A strong sense of oppression emanated from her body, and the evil fog that permeated the surroundings was forced back.

Sang Que stretched out his right hand and covered Grandma Zhuang's forehead, trying to use the power of the Yan Sheng Qian Gen Gua to save Grandma Zhuang's life, but the Yan Sheng Qian had no reaction at all.

Xia Chan held Sang Que and said, "Sister, please help grandma. Tell her to get up and stop sleeping. Grandma is a good person. Why do good people always... always..."

Xia Chan sobbed and helped Grandma Zhuang put her hands into the quilt and tuck in the corners. Thinking that Grandma Zhuang liked to eat snacks, she took out the snacks that had been broken into pieces from her arms, opened the paper package, and placed them next to Grandma Zhuang's pillow.

"Sister is not a bad person! Sister is a good person!" Xia Chan was angry and tried to explain.

Granny Zhuang is already on her last legs and she doesn't want to live, which is different from Kou Yushan's situation.

Gray mist came over, and a child with empty eyes and a blue body suddenly appeared on the top of the ruins. Everyone screamed and crawled away.

He Bu Ning thought for a moment and said, "No matter what, save people first and evacuate the living people out of Wangshan City."

In the west of the city, more and more people were rescued by Sangque and Xiachan. Most of them were honest and simple and actively tried to save people.

Sang Que put his arm around Xia Chan's shoulders and said, "Let's go and let Granny Zhuang have a good sleep."

Xia Chan shook Grandma Zhuang anxiously, and burst into tears as she shook her, thinking of her dead mother again.

"It's... Xiaochan..."

After wiping away her tears, Xia Chan stood up and left with Sang Que.

Sang Que took out the Taoist bell and shook it. The crisp sound of the bell made her feel like she was breathing in cooling oil, and her mind became clear instantly.

For a moment, the people who had originally surrounded Sangque and regarded Sangque as their backbone and lifeline fled in panic.

Sang Que forced herself not to pay attention to Wei Ziyan's body and told He Buning everything that Grandma Zhuang said in her dream.

They don't understand ghosts, they only know that ghosts can lose control and kill innocent people indiscriminately, and can be even more cruel than evil spirits.

Granny Zhuang was sleeping soundly on the bed, and she seemed to be still breathing.

When Sang Que saw this, he ordered Yin Tong to take action without hesitation. Under the terrified gaze of everyone, Yin Tong tore the thug into pieces to serve as a warning to others.

One cry caused a thousand waves. Even those who had never heard of Yin Tong knew about the Fengning City tragedy. It was not so easy for the imperial court to block all the news.

The mulberry sparrow is extremely efficient in rescuing people, and the summer cicada is also not idle.

But when they rolled down the rubble, they found that the relatives they had been looking for, who were trapped underneath, were lying beside them.

Sang Que was the same at this moment. He couldn't help staring at the corpse. He couldn't take his eyes off the pool of blood and couldn't help swallowing.

However, there were still a small number of people who took advantage of the chaos to make money, and there was even a thug who killed an old man who had just escaped in order to steal property.

Granny Zhuang's hand suddenly fell limply, and she was no longer able to breathe.

Meow……

But she must never take this step. Once she does, her bottom line will no longer exist. She herself dares not imagine what she will become.

"So, it turns out that I am controlled by a little girl like you!"

Wei Ziyan was dead! She was torn into pieces and hung under the eaves by white threads. It was a horrible sight.

Sang Que and Xia Chan both ran to the bedside. Xia Chan pouted and shook Grandma Zhuang. Grandma Zhuang opened her eyelids with great effort and saw Xia Chan beside the bed. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth and she wanted to raise her hand to touch Xia Chan.

The cold wind blew up dust and blinded everyone. Everyone rubbed their eyes and looked up at the ruins, but there was no one there.

Xia Chan's hair was uneven and she was very hungry because she had consumed too much, but she did not cry for food. She forced herself not to cause trouble for Sang Que and always followed Sang Que.

In the dream, the curse to save her life consumed too much of her energy and blood, and her desire for blood had reached its extreme.

Xuan Yu called weakly in He Buning's arms. He Buning frowned and checked. There was no external injury, just a heavy blow, so it was not a big problem.

Sang Que rubbed the ring on his index finger that his mother gave him, bit his tongue hard, used the pain to divert his attention, and quickly walked into the house.

Sang Que grabbed Xia Chan and stared at the female warrior who had something to say but couldn't say it properly and sang very badly.

If this guy hadn't exposed her past, she would have almost forgotten that Yin Tong needs everyone to be afraid of him. Isn't now the perfect time?

Really...thank you!

No wonder Yin Tong, this naughty kid, is so active in helping at this moment and is willing to show up in front of the people. It turns out that he has smelled an opportunity for advancement.

Take a break and continue writing! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)