The large black flag with red characters of the Evil Suppression Bureau was stuck in the ground, fluttering in the wind. A bonfire was lit, dispelling the chill of the deep winter night.

The people who survived the disaster saw the fire and the huge flag of the Evil Suppression Bureau, and they ran here crying and gathering.

It is a time for family reunion on New Year's Eve, but every family has experienced separations of life and death.

He Buning, with a pale face and wearing a not-so-clean cloak, gathered together all the escaped day patrol officers and ordinary servants from the Suppression of Evils Bureau, and there were only more than thirty people in total.

The noise in the city had stopped long ago, and Xiaoliu took people to investigate. He Bu Ning walked around nervously.

Soon, he saw the black donkey carrying Xia Chan running out of the forest. Xia Chan had disheveled hair and was crying breathlessly.

He Buning walked over quickly, took off his cloak and put it on the shivering Xia Chan.

The ghost troupe wanted to use the events of Wangshan City to spread fear, so he transferred the fear to Yin Tong.

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Five children wearing big-headed doll masks were squatting around Yao Zhen. When she opened her eyes, she saw five weird smiling faces and instantly became alert.

"Um!"

The sky gradually brightened and the night gradually passed, but the corpse nest that the ghost troupe talked about never appeared. He Buning didn't know why, so he could only continue to have people guard it tightly.

After comforting Xia Chan, He Buning found her some food to replenish her energy and immediately threw himself into the aftermath work.

*The rosy glow pierced into Yaozhen's eyes. She raised her hand to cover them and slowly opened her eyes.

Xiaoliu came running over panting.

What he fears most now is that it will be too late!

Xiaoliu frowned, picked up a blood-stained cloth bag, slowly opened the bag, revealing a heart inside that was no longer beating.

"You lied to me, you all lied to Xiaochan, you are all bad people!"

A man's voice came from the side. Yaozhen waved her hand, and the five big-headed dolls disappeared from their original places and turned into five dolls on the peddler's shoulder pole next to her.

The children looked at each other at a loss. The girl who had proposed just now said, "It's okay. Let's fix the face of the statue. When we grow up and have families, we can let our descendants worship the Thousand-Faced God. The Thousand-Faced God will definitely continue to bless us."

He Bu Ning's voice couldn't help but tremble, "Where's Sang Er?"

He Bu took a deep breath to calm down, thought carefully for a moment, and his expression became stern.

The ghost peddler also looked exhausted. "You are too stubborn. Fortunately, the five ghosts sent a message, otherwise I would not have been able to save you in time."

"Go to the nearest post station to mobilize everyone and inform the whole Qinzhou that the Yin children have invaded, Wangshan City has been destroyed, and nearly 20,000 people have been killed or injured. The evil-suppressing woman is visiting Sang Mulan at night, visiting the school lieutenant Cui Cheng during the day, visiting during the day..."

"yes!"

Yaozhen lowered her eyes, she almost forgot that the five ghosts had their own way of communicating. All the five ghosts raised by the Taoist "Five Ghosts Moving Method" could communicate with each other as long as they left a mark between each other.

"Well, since there's nothing we can do, let's just say goodbye."

There are also Cui Cheng, Xiao Wu and Yu Da. Even though he already knew the result could not be reversed, he still held on to hope that a miracle would happen.

He is not the only one who can't find his family.

Xiao Liu shook his head, "I didn't find it, nor did I see Yu Da. The strange thing that appeared in the Evil Suppression Division also disappeared, leaving only a big pit. There was not even a corpse within a ten-mile radius, and I still found these."

The ghost peddler also stood up, "Someone has already gone after him, we will take care of it."

Yaozhen looked at the one-eyed young man who was sitting next to the load and tapping his legs, frowned, and thought for a long time before he remembered.

"I don't blame you. It must be Mo Yanshu who is obstructing it."

Yaozhen sometimes really hopes that everyone in Jiuge has supernatural powers, so that her master will not grow old and will not die in the future.

That's all he can do.

In such a world, it is very common to never see a living person or a dead body.

The name Sang Mulan may be fake, but her identity as a female night wanderer is unique, and the people's worship can fall on her.

The ghost peddler said, "Wangshan City was destroyed and we didn't catch up."

The children nodded, dug mud from the ground, and repaired the cracked face of the statue with a pious heart.

Yunniang leaned against a tree, crying silently, humming an unknown ballad, and gently patting her sleeping child.

Every person has a different face, and every child’s face is different.

How can Sangque live without a heart? "Boss, you must take care of yourself. There is still no trace of the corpse nest. If this is true, I still need you to command everyone to deal with it."

"Don't cry. We can survive thanks to Master Liu and the Thousand-Faced God's messenger sister. Let's thank the Thousand-Faced God together and ask him to bless Master and sister, okay?"

He Buning couldn't comfort her because he didn't know what the outcome would be.

"Have you seen my wife Wan'er?"

Xiao Liu did not question it at all and immediately took the order to handle it. The old Xiao Liu would have asked why it was written like that and would have questioned whether He Bu Ning was violating the rules of the Evil Suppression Bureau by spreading the news like this.

"... Yu Da and Qi Shiping fought desperately to stop the ghost disaster. The disaster has been temporarily quelled. Please send personnel from each city to provide support as soon as possible. Just write it down. Not a single word can be wrong or missing. Use the shortest time possible to let everyone in Qinzhou know about this!"

"The city is safe now. Apart from the large-scale landslides and collapses, there are no evil spirits or ghosts. It is incredibly clean."

The two parted ways, and Yaozhen, with injuries all over his body, continued to travel around to earn money for repairing Taoist temples.

Around Wangshan City, people were still coming one after another, and the sound of sobbing could not be dissipated for a long time. Qin Ze, dripping with water and covered in red water grass, panted and anxiously searched among the crowd.

No matter what her current situation is, following Yin Tong into the ghost level may be her only way to survive, but...

After the spirit came over, she realized that

"You are lucky. You were just one step away from death."

Back then, he didn't have enough time to see his mother for the last time and ask her everything clearly. Now, he doesn't have enough time to talk things out with his sister whom he had finally found.

Yaozhen found the iron sword and stood up.

He Bu Ning paused, only to realize that he didn't know Yu Da's real name. He clenched his fist in anger, then let go weakly.

Someone suggested that the children take out the statues of gods from their school bags, but without exception, the faces of the statues in the hands of every child were cracked.

He Buning's face turned pale, his mind still lingering with the word "brother" that he misheard when Sang Que threw the mirror to him.

Human power has its limits and destiny is hard to control.

"Is this my sister's?" Xia Chan asked fearfully.

No matter how much Jiuge is regarded as a god by ordinary people, they are just people with flesh and blood, not at the level of ghosts and gods. Moreover, their foundation has been destroyed and they are no longer the Jiuge of the past.

…

"It looks like... it was cut out alive."

"Take care."

Xiaoliu took out the broken Baisheng Sword, jade bracelet fragments, and some arrows, all of which belonged to Sangque.

It was the ghost peddler. They were familiar with him, but they could never remember him.

He thought that the mulberry bird should have escaped with the summer cicada long ago.

Yin Tong's heart is in Shengjing. Since she lacks a heart, she will definitely dig someone else's. Is Yin Tong retaliating against Sang Que?

"Where's your sister?"

Qin Ze searched everywhere but couldn't find Lian Wan'er and his two sons. He knelt on the ground in despair, crying bitterly.

"It has been led deep into the mountains. It should find a place to sleep and will not wake up until next spring."

Sang Que told him that if Yin Tong wanted to return to the ghost level, he needed to make thousands of people fear him. As long as the news spread, it would not be difficult to make thousands of people fear him.

"Boss!"

Looking at that heart, why not feel annoyed and blame yourself, and feel unbearable heartache.

"I'm not dead."

"Sister...sister went back again..." Xia Chan cried.

But now Xiaoliu has to be like his fifth brother, the captain's most trusted subordinate, not asking what he shouldn't ask, not saying what he shouldn't say! Xia Chan cried and wanted to find Sang Que, but He Buning forcibly pulled her back, "She'll be fine."

"And... this."

"Where's the Corpse Nest?"

There was also a group of children from the Charity Bureau, who sat not far from Yunniang and her daughter, crying quietly with their backs to the crowd.

He Bu Ning's eyes went dark, and Xiao Liu quickly supported him.

Yao Zhen paused with her outstretched hand, her eyes darkened, but she did not blame anyone.

The peddler continued to carry his load of goods, running around everywhere, selling goods to make a living.

The golden crow rises in the east, and the rays of light shine on the broken walls and devastated ruins of Wangshan City. The dark night of despair has passed.

Those who are alive must continue to live.

Thanks to [Aisin-Gioro Shengjie] for the reward, I will update again tomorrow to express my gratitude~ This chapter was what I had originally planned to update, and it is not counted in the additional update from the leader.

I can't write anymore today, see you tomorrow~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)