The little ghost took a look and confirmed: "This is it. We have arrived. You can let me go now."

Wen Qi certainly wouldn't let her go, he stuffed her into the Metaphysics Secret Book with his hands, and said gently: "Be good, after I kill your master, I will send you to the underworld to atone for your sins."

After collecting the little ghost, Wen Qi looked up and found that the master and disciple were looking at her with shining eyes.

Wen Qi's expression remained unchanged, but a look of vigilance rose in his eyes. "Why are you looking at me?"

Xuwu's face was full of enthusiasm, "What kind of magical weapon was that just now? I have never seen it before."

Wen Qi strode towards the bungalow and said vaguely, "I don't know. It appeared after I got the memory of my past life. It's a book."

Xuwu and Han Zhen followed behind, both wondering what kind of magical weapon this book was, it looked extraordinary.

In front, Wen Qi had already knocked on the door.

The master and disciple immediately gathered their minds and prepared for battle.

After a while, the door made a long "creak" sound, but was only half opened, revealing a slightly pale face of a middle-aged man.

Wen Qi glanced at the man's face and confirmed directly from his facial features that this was the person they were looking for.

Almost at the same time, the man also saw Xuwu, who was wearing a Taoist robe, behind him. He immediately realized that they were not friendly and subconsciously wanted to close the door.

Wen Qi curled his lips slightly, exerted 50% of his strength, and kicked the door.

There were several loud bangs and crashes, and not only did the door open, but the man was kicked into the house, and it was unknown what was knocked over.

Wen Qi was a skilled and courageous person, so he walked straight into the dark room.

Xuwu and Han Zhen followed with complicated expressions, but before going in, they took out their own magical weapons.

Xuwu's magic weapon is a whisk, while Han Zhen's magic weapon is a pistol. The bullets inside are special talisman bullets that are specifically designed to restrain evil things.

The room was small, a bit messy, and had a damp and cold smell. At first glance, the most eye-catching thing was the medium-sized altar inside. There were originally three jars with yellow talismans on them under the altar. Now one of the jars was broken, and the man and the things in the jar disappeared together.

Wen Qi reminded: "Close the door and leave someone to guard it. Don't let him run away."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhen took two steps back, closed the door, and stood by the door with a gun in his hand.

Xuwu walked forward and checked the altar and the jar with Wen Qi.

There were a lot of folded talisman papers on the altar. I opened one and took a look. They looked like scribbles and made no sense.

Wen Qi was somewhat speechless, "Could this thing be a marriage talisman?" Just like this, can it deceive people? Xuwu took a look and sighed, "The celestial masters organize popular science and metaphysical knowledge every year, but the effect is really not satisfactory." He squatted down and looked at the jar, with a smile on his face, "The soul that was taken away was found." But he did not rashly uncover the talisman, but observed the contents of the talisman first.

"Huh? This isn't a soul-soothing talisman." Xuwu's expression changed, and he said seriously, "This is a soul-refining talisman! He actually used a living soul to refine a ghost messenger!"

Wen Qi also squatted down and took a look, frowned and said: "This soul-refining talisman is connected to the soul aura in the jar, and it cannot be opened easily..." She suddenly paused and looked at the broken jar.

At this moment, Han Zhen at the door suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"

Wen Qi stood up, turned around, raised his hand and grabbed the black air that was rushing towards him.

The man hiding in the dark was stunned at first, and then overjoyed, "He is really looking for death." The living soul was refined to death, and its evil spirit was enough to rival that of a fierce ghost that had been there for many years. One impact could make people fall into a terrifying illusion and unable to extricate themselves!

But then, he saw a scene that overturned his three views! That beautiful woman who didn't look like a heavenly master at all, actually pressed his half-finished evil ghost to the ground! The ghost, which should have been a virtual body, fell to the ground with a "bang", like a heavy object being dropped to the ground.

The man was completely stunned, and even suspected that he had been tricked and was hallucinating. He pinched his thigh hard and even put an exorcism talisman on himself.

The man was horrified, and after trying to summon the red line ghost again without success, he finally took out the peach wood sword and planned to fight it out and then find a chance to escape - he really couldn't bear to part with the two jars.

He knew that Wen Qi was not someone to be trifled with, so he deliberately chose an angle and landed in front of Xuwu.

This person is obviously a second-rate Taoist priest who doesn't even recognize the Void, yet he rushes to deliver himself to the door.

Before the man could strike with his sword, he was tightly entangled by the floating and sinking of nothingness.

The man was shocked and tried to run away, but it was too late. The white silk of the whisk had already wrapped around his wrist.

When the man saw that Xuwu was an old man, he pulled him hard and even tried to snatch the whisk away.

However, although Xuwu looked old and weak, he actually exercised in the mountains all year round and had muscular body. His strength was definitely not comparable to that of the otaku.

Xuwu's eyes flashed, his arms exerted force, his muscles bulged, and then he pulled hard, and the man fell to the ground without any resistance.

Wen Qi stepped on the evil spirit and clapped his hands, "The Elder of Void Dao is still strong! He is much stronger than the average young man!"

Han Zhen looked at his thin arms and felt that he was being implied.

Xuwu regained his sage-like demeanor and said, "You're too kind."

The person who should be arrested has been arrested, so Han Zhen no longer needs to guard the door. He walked over and pulled the man on the ground up, and asked in a cold voice: "What's your name? Do you have any accomplices?"

The man looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes cold and silent.

Han Zhen frowned and wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Wen Qi, "You can't do this. If he doesn't want to say it, it's useless for you to ask him many times. You should beat him up first."

The man's gaze fell on the powerless evil ghost at Wen Qi's feet, and his body trembled slightly.

Han Zhen had a complicated expression, "The Tianshi Association does not allow violent law enforcement."

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Qi glanced at him and said slowly, "But I'm not from the Tianshi Association."

The man's heart was lifted again.

Han Zhen was still in a dilemma. "But am I not here? I am a team leader after all. What if people find out that I broke the law knowingly..."

The man breathed a sigh of relief again.

Wen Qi pointed at the door and suggested seriously, "Go out first. If you can't see it, just pretend it didn't happen."

Han Zhen: "I..."

The man couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "I'll tell you!"

Wen Qi raised his eyebrows and sighed exaggeratedly to express his regret.

Han Zhen immediately became serious and said, "Speak!"

The man looked depressed. "My name is Wang Jue. I have a master. I always follow my master's instructions. My master's name is Wu..."

At this point, the man's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and he grabbed his throat with both hands. He exerted force suddenly, and with a "crack" sound, his throat was crushed! (End of this chapter)