Instead of thinking about how to break the formation, Ben Maojing focused all her efforts on assisting Cao Bumu's ghost general in attacking Hua Xiangyun.
Hua Xiangyun didn't expect the other party to talk about martial ethics; they were just a bunch of despicable people. Today, she would show them that the Hua family was not so easy to steal from.
Originally, with the protective amulet on his body, he could have fought against the five ghost generals.
Now that there's Ben Maojing involved, Hua Xiangyun has no desire to continue playing with them. She wants to finish this quickly and go back to sleep.
Besides, some people in the compound have to work the early shift, often getting up before dawn, leaving her with little time.
Without intending to let the two of them leave, Hua Xiangyun immediately summoned the Nine Lotus Cauldron.
Seeing that it finally had a chance to prove itself, the Nine Lotus Cauldron, which had been anxiously waiting in the air, immediately appeared in the sky.
His sudden appearance made the other party think that the person behind him was finally about to make a big move, so they became even more on high alert.
Cao Bumu commanded a ghost general to float directly in the air and confront the Nine Lotus Cauldron.
But after only a brief encounter, the ghost general vanished instantly from the mouth of the cauldron.
Why did we end up in their hands? And why did we suffer so little, enduring so much torment?
That's right, I cut my losses in time, otherwise what would I eat?
Ben Maojing then pointed to the straw and wood in the formation, "What about me? Don't you remember me?"
At the same time, I also resented Peng Zhijin. That man begged me for help, but at the most crucial moment, he actually did nothing to help.
"How do we...?" Ben Maojing could tell at a glance that the ghost generals seemed to have regained some of their senses. When did the Four Lotus Cauldron not have such power?
A piece of jade was flicked from a fingertip, and the scene where we were standing instantly changed.
Si Lian Ding's voice immediately became cheerful, "That's for sure. The Yin energy beneath us needs to be further weakened. However, having been ghost slaves for so long, and constantly being disturbed by Yin energy, it will probably be very difficult for us to regain our memories from our previous life."
With its master's permission, the Four Lotus Cauldron slowly absorbed the Yin energy beneath the eight ghost generals.
Ben Maojing, "They remember who I am, but do they remember who they are?"
Ben Maojing took it into her palm and casually examined the inside of the cauldron. Besides a few magical artifacts, there were also eight ghost generals inside.
Cao Bumu then remembered that there were only a few white shadows flying by afterward, so it seemed that Hua Xiangyun was not lying.
Becoming a ghost general is not a complicated matter; it involves knowing how much joy and how little joy one must experience, yet also having complete control over one's own destiny.
Ben Maojing looked at the grass and wood darting around in the formation, her eyes burning even hotter. She couldn't quite guess what the other party wanted to do. They had refined so few ghost generals. If they wanted to refine a ghost king, one could imagine how many souls they would need to collect.
Those wooden houses are no different from those here in Sakura, and they don't even have the local language...
The Four Lotus Cauldrons said, "When we first withdrew it, some of the Yin energy was absorbed by you, which may have restored some of your memories from your previous life."
"So that was our home," the ghost generals said, greedily surveying their surroundings, their sense of unfamiliarity fading.
This was an unprecedented situation, how could he not be anxious?
The eight demons simultaneously clutched their heads and banged them hard, each seeing confusion in the other's eyes. Yes, who exactly are we?
Si Lian Ding said, "Why are you so slow, trapping us in the formation? We haven't even used our best skills yet."
Peng Zhijin was also inwardly groaning. The magical artifacts you released were all sucked away by that ghostly thing that knew something about its origin. These were your most treasured possessions.
Do they remember what happened afterward?
Speaking in standard language, Ben Maojing's guess was confirmed, and she immediately ordered the Four Lotus Cauldrons to release the ghost generals who had not yet regained their senses.
"Even if I turn to ashes, you will all recognize me. I want to be your master, driven by evil, so you will do good for me."
The moment he lost control of the ghost general, Kusabum's expression changed. He began casting a secret incantation, but he could no longer control the ghost general, as if the connection had been severed instantly.
The Four Lotus Cauldron is the only one that would deny its own existence; it is too foolish. It flips once in the air, and the ghost general who was sent down the door disappears in an instant.
I specifically targeted Ben Maojing, leaving only two ghost generals to entangle her, while Ghost Generals No. 1 and No. 4 attacked the Four Lotus Cauldrons simultaneously.
You must know that it takes many years to refine each of these ghost generals, and now that one has been lost in an instant, how could he not be heartbroken?
After all, those ghost generals were also made from souls, so if they had no origin...
Suppressing his anger, Peng Zhijin could now see the struggle within the cauldron's soul. "Is there no way to help us recover our memories?"
"Brother Caobu, that thing is really strange. We can't do anything to it. I've taken all the magical artifacts you released." Hua Xiangyun noticed the other party's gaze and quickly explained. Otherwise, if the other party were to give up and do something, your trip would end in victory.
Cao Bumu's head was buzzing. Where was the ghost general he could just command?
Those who suffer losses will naturally stay and fight, only thinking about getting away as soon as possible and coming back to make a more detailed plan.
Cao Bumu looked grim. The connection between him and the Eighth Ghost General was still there, but he couldn't control him.
Considering the evil deeds committed by the other side over the years, the origins of those ghost generals are self-evident.
Peng Zhijin thought to himself, "If they've waited for us, how could they possibly let us leave again?"
Cao Bumu spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest and glaring hatefully at Peng Zhijin and Silian Ding.
That wasn't your business, yet you placed some important magical artifacts on the side, which supposedly interfered with the other party, without even causing a ripple.
Suddenly, hatred appeared in the eyes of the eight demon generals. Clearly, they still remembered that they had been tortured for many years.
It was only then that the Eight Demon Generals looked around at the surrounding houses, and they felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
Si Lian Ding secretly rejoiced. That person looked so foolish, could it be that he knew what it meant to cut his losses in time?
That thing must really accept everything; even if we didn't have many magic treasures, it would be enough to feed it.
These are eight ghost generals; it took me a lot of effort to get them.
Ben Maojing also freed up her hands, took out two Heavenly Thunder Talismans, and threw them directly at the two ghost generals.
Half an hour later, the eight ghost generals seemed to have lost some of their senses, and one of them actually asked, "Where are you? Who are they?"
The scent of cherry blossoms in the air filled me with a sense of bliss.
Peng Zhijin said, "They are from the Hua family, and you can't tell from their accent that they belong to that land."
Benmo Jing casually sized up our entourage, noting that they looked like people from the island nation.
The two ghost generals only had time to let out a shrill scream before they vanished into thin air.
Ben Maojing, "...Let's give it a try."
The eight demon generals all shook their heads. We all understood what they were saying, but our minds were completely blank.
The cherry blossoms covering the mountain made the seven of us feel completely relaxed.
Normally, they're very generous with their resources, but I never imagined that they wouldn't even get a chance to perform once they've just appeared.
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