I'm Ximen Qing, living in a ghost story!

Beneath the dark, heavy clouds.

The cowering little demons were surrounded by a large number of weasels and chased aside.

The paper armor of the ghost soldiers, now devoid of their souls, scattered and fell to the ground, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

The wailing ghost, whose enormous mouth occupied most of its body, was locked in Zhou Chun's Six Harmonies Sword Formation, enjoying the supreme pleasure of sword energy piercing its heart.

The wailing that came from a large mouth was even more infectious than the mournful sound just now.

That's right, the battle is over.

There's really not much to describe.

Ximen Qing's gold brick flew several times, while Zhou Chun's Yin spirit, in conjunction with the Six Harmonies Sword, set up a sword formation.

Strangle them outright!

This General Sang is considered a powerful ghost among those at the acquired level, roughly equivalent to the strength of Qing'an Monk.

However, the underlings under his command were not very strong.

[Soul Points: 22]

Looking at the four incense sticks that had burned out on the altar, and at Wangcai, whose head was now just a dog's head, Ximen Qing sighed.

At first, he was just curious about why this brave little dog was so brave.

Now, his gaze fell upon the scattered paper armor on the ground.

I got carried away with the killing just now, and those ghost soldiers died too easily.

His ability to "ask the spirits" allowed him to see and sense the dog demon's past with absolute certainty.

This sense of immersion in the story inexplicably aroused him, especially when he focused his gaze on the wailing ghost.

"Haven't you asked yet?"

"No, they're being stubborn! They say the Black Mountain Demon is invincible, and even if he dies again, he'll just return to the City of the Wrongfully Dead!"

Zhou Chun shook his head, looking helpless.

He was a righteous hero, but his knowledge of tormenting ghosts was still far too lacking.

"It's okay, I'll do it!"

Ximen Qing sent Zhou Chun to the other side to find the weasel to rescue the boys, girls, and civilians who had fallen into the surrounding area.

He walked over to the Six Harmonies Sword Formation and plopped down in front of it.

Staring at this rather abstract-looking ghost, it began to speak to itself:

"You know what? I hate trouble! I don't want to hear what the Black Mountain Demon and the Tree Demon are plotting, nor do I care whether those bald monks of the Wutai Sect are bewitched and want to rule the world or simply want to take revenge on society. I just want to ask one thing."

Hearing Ximen Qing's words, the mourning ghost opposite him also became curious. Enduring the excruciating pain of the sword energy scraping his body, he began to ask, "What do you want to know?"

Are there still any living people in Guobei County?

"Living people? Hahaha! There were still some when I left, but now, I can't guarantee that."

The wailing ghost licked his lips arrogantly as he spoke.

"Okay! I understand!"

Ximen Qing nodded slightly.

This was the expected bad news. Given the current situation, it would be the biggest anomaly if things were truly calm in Guobei County.

However, when Ximen Qing left, many people ran out of the city.

For example, the Zhu Xiaolian and others encountered in the temple with the painted mural.

I just don't know what kind of choice Magistrate Nie will make.

Just then, Zhou Chun returned from the dungeon.

With a menacing air and reddened eyes, she looked at Ximen Qing and said, "Are you done asking?"

"right!"

"Very well, if this evil spirit is not eliminated, my hatred will not be appeased. I will annihilate its soul and scatter it to the winds as a warning to others!"

Ximen Qing silently stepped aside and did not steal the monster.

Because he could sense Zhou Chun's anger.

He had already seen the scene in that prison in Wangcai's memory.

Ghosts eat people just like people eat cattle and sheep; they don't consider the cattle's or sheep's feelings, they only care about the taste and flavor.

This General Sang liked the unique way of eating in the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

So, perhaps you can imagine a scene where a group of young boys and girls are forcibly joined together, their heads and tails removed, and the tenderest parts of the meat are used to make handmade beef balls.

Zhou Chun's ability to hold back his vomiting is already a testament to his profound cultivation.

At the very least, Ximen Qing didn't have the courage to go in and take a look.

What? You're asking about the survivors?

Don't worry, no. When you buy beef or mutton at the market, do you process it immediately?

Most of those who survived were mentally challenged or even stupid.

"Ah!!! You! Lord Black Mountain won't let you get away with this! I'll be waiting to see what you'll do..."

Just then, a roar came from behind.

As the sword energy subsided, the noise subsided.

The weasel leader, who was waiting hunched over, was covered in sweat.

A series of chanting sounds came, but Zhou Chun had no intention of stopping. He wanted to use the incantation to completely destroy this evil spirit.

I don't know how much time passed before the chanting of scriptures behind me finally stopped.

Zhou Chun walked back to Ximen Qing's side with his sword in hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent, which was more intense than ever before.

"These scum of the underworld were all recruited by the Black Mountain Demon after the eighteen levels of hell were shattered. They were utterly wicked in life, and their evil has only intensified after death. They all need to be exterminated!"

"Senior Zhou is right! Therefore, there is an urgent problem that needs to be solved!"

Ximen Qing crossed his arms and squinted as he looked south toward Guobei County.

"Oh? What is it?"

"Do the two of us have the strength to fight against the city teeming with ghosts?"

"A city full of ghosts?" Zhou Chun was stunned for a moment, then thought of the scene in the prison just now, and gritted his teeth.

"It seems that the Black Mountain Demon has indeed made his move! The matter of Guobei County is no longer just a matter for Qingzhou! I am writing again today to request the assistance of Mount Shu!"

"Relying solely on this is insufficient to address the immediate crisis. Waiting for reinforcements from Mount Shu or Mount Lao is unrealistic. Senior Zhou, I just witnessed it: the spirits of the underworld hate our human race and have slaughtered children—a heinous crime! I am fifty percent confident that we can safely enter the city! Do you dare to come with me into this dragon's den?"

Ximen Qing's face revealed a hint of indomitable spirit.

This made Zhou Chun a little unsure; you weren't this enthusiastic before.

"A 50% chance? Where did that come from? Shouldn't we reconsider?"

"Deliberate planning? Planning my ass! Where do we have time for deliberation! Guobei County has fallen, and it's already on the verge of collapse. If we don't seize the opportunity while they're unaware, and break into the city to take control, are we just going to let these ghosts ride roughshod over us? Senior Zhou, you don't have to believe me; I'll go alone!"

Ximen Qing clapped his hands loudly, his words seemingly filled with boundless pride!

"Fine! I really misjudged you before. You're quite resolute! I'll go along with you today! What are you going to do about it!"

Zhou Chun immediately patted his chest in confidence!

Ximen Qing dared to venture into dangerous places even at the mid-stage of the Later Heaven Realm, so how could he let a younger generation take the lead!

How can I face my precious daughter after I go back?

The two looked at each other and, without prior arrangement, smiled simultaneously.

However, at the same time, only Ximen Qing could see the panel in front of him.

Twenty orbs of light cards floated silently.

As expected, this time, with the guaranteed minimum, the goods were finally shipped out, which is why he dared to venture into Guobei County!