The night was as dark as ink, the moonlight was hazy, and dark clouds quietly blocked the moonlight, making the world darker.
As the hour of Chou sounded, the cold and gloomy air quietly crept into the night.
After Xiao Chenyan came out of the house, he never went back. He sat alone in the yard, holding a single lamp, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
The Buddhist beads on his wrist suddenly became hot. His brows tightened and his eyes shot out like lightning, heading somewhere in the darkness.
At the same time, Qing Wu opened her eyes on the bed.
Squeak——
The door opened, the man walked in and went straight to her bedside.
"Something's sneaking in."
The two said in unison.
Outside, there was a sudden sound of killing, accompanied by the low gasps of wild beasts.
Seeing Qing Wu about to get out of bed barefoot, Xiao Chenyan grabbed her and took the cloak beside him to wrap her up: "Put on your shoes."
Almost at the same time as he gave the order, a dark shadow broke through the window and rushed towards the two of them.
The sword light was like snow, tearing through the darkness. Xiao Chenyan pulled Qing Wu behind him and slashed with his sword. The muscles under his pajamas instantly burst out with powerful strength, and he split the thing that was rushing towards him into two halves with one sword.
The smelly blood was splattered everywhere, most of it staining the man's body, but a few drops still splashed on the back of Qing Wu's hand, instantly making her face darken.
However, what was split in half on the ground was actually a mandrill.
Judge Bi cursed: "It's another mandrill! Are you tired of living and dare to come to me? Haven't we dealt with all the mandrills on Henglu Mountain?"
Qing Wu also felt strange, and her eyes suddenly focused, "Sister Ying, where are you?"
"Don't worry, there are people guarding Madam Mu." Xiao Chenyan took her and walked out quickly. A mandrill came from the side and Xiao Chenyan beheaded it with a sword.
Qing Wu put down her raised hand and observed the situation in the yard.
There are more than twenty mandrills in Iris Court alone. These beasts sneak in under the cover of night, their movements as nimble as phantoms, and from time to time they utter human-like and animal-like mumblings in an attempt to confuse people's minds.
But it was not the first time that the Black-Armored Guards in the mansion had fought with the mandrills. In addition, Qing Wu had tapped their foreheads before, so the Black-Armored Guards were not bewitched by the mandrills at all, so it was no problem for them to deal with them.
Qing Wu suddenly frowned, feeling something, and said: "These mandrills are not coming for us."
"Something else has entered the palace."
Qing Wu snorted.
"Xiao Chenyan, I'll give this to you. I'm going to meet another thing."
In the woodshed, the yin energy was almost turning into rain and dew.
An old fox was tied up in the firewood room. Feeling the danger, he tried hard to break free from the red rope.
The old man and the fox were none other than the charlatan Baimei and the little fox who were swindling people in Dingguo's palace.
The negative energy drifted into the woodshed, and gradually condensed into a human figure. The sound of chains dragging and the eerie laughter of ghosts rang out:
"You bastard, do you think that if you hide, the police won't be able to find you?"
What emerged from the yin energy was a ghost. The ghost had a big head and a small body, with a pair of bulging compound eyes, and looked like a fly spirit.
When Baimei and the little fox saw each other, their faces changed.
The fly ghost looked around, and his pale face became even gloomier: "Where are those little ghosts?!"
Bai Mei sneered: "Of course he was sent to be reincarnated. There are more than one way to the underworld in this world."
The Fly Ghost Officer laughed when he heard this: "You are just a mortal, how dare you speak so arrogantly? You are just a stray dog, do you think you can scare me with such big words?"
"Oh, if you can't capture the souls of those little ghosts, it will be the same if you capture the souls of you, the old dog, and this little beast and bring them to Lord Qu Huang!"
The soul-binding chain rushed towards Baimei, the little fox squeaked incoherently, and Baimei's eyes also revealed despair.
Suddenly, the haunted figure locked onto Ge Baimei's eyes and stood still.
The fly ghost frowned: "What's the matter?"
He pulled the soul lock.
With a whoosh, he pulled the soul-catching chain back in front of his eyes, and without waiting for his reaction, he started to whip his big head.
“Ahh! Ahhhhhh—”
The screams of pain were endless, and the fly ghost was beaten to the ground, with his ghost skin torn into pieces.
The reversal came so suddenly that the old man and the fox were stunned.
With a bang, the door of the woodshed was kicked open.
The woman stood at the door holding a green lantern. The dim fire illuminated her face, and the smile on her lips was particularly cold.
"I thought it was something so bold, but it turns out to be another stink bug."
"Who are you!" The fly ghost was extremely shocked and angry. He didn't realize that the Soul-Catching Lock had become disobedient and he was struggling to try to grasp it again.
As he was looking at the shock, Qing Wu hooked her fingertips, and the Soul-Hooking Lock wrapped him up like a dumpling. The hook at the front pierced through his ghost body, hooked his collarbone, and lifted him up in the air to Qing Wu.
“Ah——” The shrill ghost sound only burst out briefly for a moment before it was forcibly sealed by an invisible force.
The ghost lamp from the underworld fell on the side of his face, illuminating his ugliness.
The fly ghost opened his eyes wide with fear. He couldn't figure out who this woman was and why even the soul-catching lock obeyed her?
The next moment.
The ghost lantern of the underworld suddenly moved away, and a firewood stick ignored the boundary between yin and yang and directly pulled him back into human form.
The woman cursed: "It's so ugly, it almost blinded my eyes!"
"Forget it, it's too ugly. If I interrogate you again, I'm afraid I'll be infected by your ugliness."
"Go to hell."
Fly Ghost Messenger: No, you should at least give the ghost a chance!
A ball of green fire floated out from the Netherworld Lamp and burned him to death.
After burning it, Qing Wu threw away the firewood stick she picked up and rubbed her fingers in disgust.
The old man and the fox who were watching the whole process were stunned.
He was the ghost catcher holding the soul-catching lock. Even if he was just a little ghost, he was still a ghost official in the underworld. How could he be... killed so easily?
Qingwu glanced sideways with her beautiful eyes.
Bang!
An old man and a fox, they knelt in unison, the one who knelt was very smooth.
"The princess is mighty!"
"The princess is awesome!"
"Princess, please save my life!"
Qing Wu looked at the two guys with a smile.
"Thank you very much."
"Did I say I wouldn't kill you?"
Baimei's heart skipped a beat and he looked distressed.
The little fox's eyes were filled with tears: "My beautiful princess, you are the best. I am young and I know I am wrong. Please let me and Chuangbaba go. From now on, I will burn three incense sticks every day to worship you."
"Yes, yes, Princess, I really know I was wrong. I will never cheat again."
Qing Wu smiled: "Besides hating ugly people, I also hate people who act pretentiously in front of me."
The old fox learned from the previous experience and immediately stopped crying and behaved himself.
Qing Wu stared at Bai Mei and said, "Tell me, why did that stinky bug Qu Huang send the ghost messenger to chase you?"
The face with wrinkles on his eyebrows still looked cowardly, but a faint light flashed in his eyes: "Princess, you... do you know Qu Huang?"
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