When Qing Wu revealed the identity of the green-clothed ghost, his already ugly head seemed to have grown even bigger, looking more and more like a fly hidden in human skin.
"How dare you, a mortal, to be so arrogant! You are courting death!"
He pulled the soul-catching lock in his hand towards Qing Wu again. Qing Wu sneered, with a ghostly look in her eyes.
After the soul-catching lock came towards him, it suddenly changed direction and directly wrapped around his neck.
The green-clad ghost screamed, with fear flashing in his eyes.
At the moment when the soul-catching chain wrapped around his neck, his whole body deflated, as if a hole had been opened in his inflated human skin.
At that moment, a cold light shot out from beside Qing Wu, accompanied by a sharp scream, and a monster with a fly head and a human body was nailed to the ground by a sword, and its body was still twisting.
Xiao Chenyan acted extremely quickly. At the moment when the fly demon was pinned down, the soul-binding chain also entangled him.
His pair of terrifying and disgusting compound eyes kept turning, "I am a ghost messenger. You dare to attack me? Do you want to go to hell?"
Qing Wu sneered, "You are still stubborn even when you are about to die. You say you are a ghost messenger?"
She walked forward with a look of contempt, "Among the seventy-six departments of the underworld, only the Demonic Department is in charge of the beasts. The Hades Commander Hornet has a lot of servants under him, but there have never been any stinky flies!"
The fly spirit was horrified. It never thought that this mortal would know so much about the affairs of the underworld.
He wanted to quibble, but when he saw Qing Wu bending down to pick up the soul-catching lock, his eyes suddenly revealed a malicious and amusing look.
Mortals are not allowed to touch the soul-binding lock, or they will die.
This woman is simply courting death!
The next moment, the fly spirit was dumbfounded to see that the soul-catching lock was extremely obedient in Qing Wu's hand, and even trembled with fear.
"Waste, can be driven by a stinky fly."
Qing Wu snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted force on her hands, crushing the soul-binding lock.
The fly spirit was also trembling with fear. He looked at Qing Wu in horror: "Who are you, who are you?"
At first he thought that the terrifying gaze came from Xiao Chenyan. After all, the aura on Xiao Chenyan was too terrifying, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.
But who would have thought that the real soul-snatching lock would be afraid of Qing Wu.
With the sharp eyesight of a fly, it is naturally impossible to tell the depth of the green charm.
"You are not worthy to ask who I am?"
Qing Wu slapped the fly spirit back to its original form with a slap, making it the size of a soybean, and a ball of ghost power wrapped around it.
"Tell me! Who gave you the courage to pretend to be a ghost messenger?"
"What do you want to do by detaining a living soul without authorization?"
The fly's eyes rolled around, Qing Wu sneered, she raised her left hand, and a Netherworld Lamp appeared in her hand.
In an instant, heavy snow fell all over the Yin-Yang Road. The snow covered the fly spirit's body layer by layer. He let out a painful howl, feeling as if his soul was being frozen through.
"I say! I confess everything!"
"I am working for Master Qu Huang. All the beasts and spirits in Kyoto are under his jurisdiction. I captured these souls to present to him as a tribute."
"He is a real ghost messenger. He, he is a relative of Hornet Mingshuai!"
The fly spirit said this with a threatening tone.
Qing Wu really laughed when she heard this. She didn't know who Qu Huang was.
There are a lot of ghost officials in the underworld, and she really doesn't know this kind of minion.
"Relatives of the wasp?" Qing Wu raised her eyebrows.
The fly spirit thought she was scared and felt relieved.
The judge's pen sneered: "If Huang Da Chong knew that he had such a relative, he would be so angry that he would pull out all the needles from his tail."
"So, those children who died on the Infant-Eating Mountain were also yours?"
The fly spirit's face sulked, which was considered as his agreement.
"Where are the souls of those children?"
"Of course I ate it."
Qing Wu's beautiful eyes became colder as she pointed at the living soul next to Xiao Yulang. It was a young girl.
"This person is not a child, what's wrong with him?"
"This kid is unlucky. His soul was wandering on the Yin-Yang Road, and I just arrested him." The fly spirit said, his teeth clenched: "My lord, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. If you offend Lord Qu Huang, you will never have peace in your house."
Qing Wu looked at him expressionlessly, and suddenly she said to herself, "Ugly and stupid, I finally understand why Huang Dachong hates flies so much."
As her voice fell, a ball of ghostly fire floated out from the Netherworld Lamp and instantly ignited the fly spirit.
The shrill screams echoed throughout the Yin-Yang Road, and the ghosts fled upon hearing them.
In the blink of an eye, the will-o'-the-wisp burned the fly to ashes.
Judge Bi said coldly: "Awu, this matter is not simple. It is very likely that Naqu Huang has joined forces with the Yangyu people to kill people."
"A group of mandrills were raised from the flesh and blood of a child in the mortal world. They did not even let go of the child's soul. This chaos is the order of the yin and yang worlds!"
Qing Wu snorted in her heart, how could she not understand.
This trip was not in vain. Not only did we find Wang Yulang's resurrected soul, but we also followed the clues and found a termite in the underworld.
"He colluded with Qu Huang and gave the ghost mirror to Luo's family."
"They all targeted children, so it's obviously not a match."
Qing Wu glanced at Mu Ying's soul lamp and said, "It's getting late. Bring Wang Yulang's soul back first."
As she spoke, a red string appeared in her hand and was tied around the wrists of Mu Ying and Wang Yulang.
Wang Yulang was in the state of a living soul. The soul of a child is both fragile and sensitive. When Qing Wu approached, he blinked and suddenly he was no longer afraid.
"Is it my beautiful sister who came to help my mother to save me?"
"Thank you, sister. Have we met before? You look like mother to me."
Qing Wu was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled, and touched Xiao Yulang's brow with her fingertips to dispel the negative energy on his soul. When he returned to his body, he would only regard this journey on the Yin-Yang Road as a nightmare.
"You called me the wrong name. You should call me aunt."
Behind him, Mu Ying looked at Qing Wu's back and was distracted for a moment.
A strange look flashed across Xiao Chenyan's eyes.
"Beautiful aunt, can you take my brother back home with you?" Xiao Yulang pointed at the silly boy next to him.
Qing Wu had just noticed this young man, for no other reason than that his face was too fresh to look at, with a pretty face, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and he looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. However, the young man's situation was a little more complicated than Xiao Yulang's.
He is not a living soul, but a spirit.
There are three souls and seven spirits in the human body. If the soul is gone, the life is basically gone too.
But if the soul loses its words, it looks like a fool.
Qing Wu was also wondering at first why Xiao Chenyan's "great opportunity" was on the Yin-Yang Road. After seeing this young man, she understood.
"Xiao Chenyan, your great opportunity has come."
Xiao Chenyan also noticed the other person. He frowned slightly and felt that Shao Ge looked somewhat familiar.
"who is he?"
"Didn't you recognize him?" Qing Wu was surprised and smiled meaningfully: "I thought you could tell at a glance, he looks quite similar to you."
Xiao Chenyan was slightly startled. This young man's eyes and eyebrows... were somewhat like his. To be more precise, they were like his mother's.
Xiao Chenyan looks 70% like his mother. The former Crown Princess was born in the Xie family. His mother also had a twin brother, and the brother and sister looked almost exactly the same.
Xiao Chenyan remembered that his uncle had a younger son, and their appearance matched, so the identity of the younger uncle was obvious.
This is Xie Jialang, his...little cousin?
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