Ming Hong moved his fingers, and Wen Cai'er's body floated in the air, quietly following behind the two of them.
The two walked towards the door. The black cat saw this and jumped down from the roof. It meowed nervously and followed behind them. Linghu Lan glanced back, and the black cat was startled and stopped. Only after Linghu Lan turned around did the black cat quietly follow again.
Linghu Lan glanced at Wen Cai'er. This black cat actually knew how to protect its master?
As dawn broke, the first rays of sunlight shone on the treetops, bathing the air in a golden hue, making it appear luxurious and refreshing.
This time, without the interference of the ghosts, the true appearance of the entire village was presented to Linghu Lan: one ruin after another, as if washed away by a flood. Most of the houses had been submerged by mudslides, and scattered ruins showed that there had once been people here. The only place in the entire village that had not collapsed was Wenmo's grandmother's house.
Linghu Lan felt something was amiss; was there some inexplicable force protecting Wenmo's grandmother's house?
Ming Hong paused for a moment and said, "I have only just taken over the throne of the Ghost King and do not know much about your grandmother's affairs. However, ghost power can always protect the living. If your grandmother really did a lot of good deeds, it is only natural that her house was protected by ghost power and was not damaged. Moreover, I think your grandmother knows a lot about some Netherworld formations and can use Netherworld ghost fire to make formations. She is no ordinary person!"
"Yes, I also think she's very capable." Linghu Lan smiled.
The two continued walking out of the village. Just as they reached the village entrance, they saw more than a dozen people rushing towards them, panting heavily. When they saw Linghu Lan and Ming Hong, they couldn't help but freeze in surprise.
Linghu Lan stopped in her tracks. Among the dozen or so people opposite her, there were seven or eight Taoists from the Wandao Sect, one of whom was Chunyu Xunfeng. It seemed that Chunyu Xunfeng and his fellow disciples had come here again to exorcise the ghosts. Indeed, the ghosts here deserved to be exorcised.
Chunyu Xunfeng's expression froze. He never expected to meet Linghu Lan here. His hard-won calm emotions suddenly became fiery and chaotic again. His gaze shifted from Linghu Lan to Ming Hong, and his heart turned cold again, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head.
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