By the time we arrived in Qidong County, it was already past seven in the evening. Since nightfall, Xiao Huang began to become excited again, not knowing whether he was stimulated by the dark night.

The speed of the car soared instantly, and the Yang brothers and I were carried away before we could stop him in time. The three of us were holding on to the handrails tightly, sweating wildly.

But tonight, Xiao Huang had a conscience and realized how we felt. Seeing that the three of us couldn't stand it anymore, he slowed down the car slightly.

But that's just a few.

The car wandered around Qidong County for a long time, and then under the guidance of the ghost, it passed through the city and arrived at a remote area on the outskirts. It looked like a wasteland, and because it was spring, there were already long growths on the ground.

There were many weeds.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the wasteland seemed to be covered with a layer of silver-white gauze. It had a very hazy beauty.

I determined the location by talking to the ghost, and under my guidance, Xiao Huang began to wander on the edge of the wasteland. Finally, under the instructions of the ghost, we stopped under a wild sycamore tree.

The car stopped suddenly, but it also kicked up a lot of dust because the brakes were too hasty.

I saw that the ghost beside the car door had drifted towards the middle of the wasteland, so I quickly got out of the car. But the next second after getting off the car, I had a mouthful of dust.

"Cough cough cough - bah bah bah -" I stuck out my tongue and took out the paper in my pocket to wipe it. The two Yang brothers followed. After learning from my experience, they subconsciously covered their mouths and noses.

So these two people are fine, but as a warning to others, I have the urge to beat up Xiao Huang.

But I still resisted the idea.

Seeing Xiao Huang in the driver's seat about to get off, I quickly stopped him: "By the way, Xiao Huang, you should wait for us here, we can just go there. If anything happens, you can also

So that we can be picked up as soon as possible."

After saying this, Xiao Huang naturally understood what I meant, so the other party quickly nodded his head and sat back down peacefully.

After I gave him an OK sign, I teamed up with the two Yang brothers and chased the ghost who was leading the way.

Although the moonlight was very clear, the dirt road under our feet was really difficult to walk on. We chased it one step at a time, and after a long journey, we succeeded in catching up with the ghost who was leading the way with his head buried in the water.

As soon as the other party entered this wasteland, he seemed to be in a daze and floated away without even saying hello.

After calling in every possible way to no avail, all the three of us could do was to increase our foot speed and try to keep up with the ghost's drifting speed.

After another chase, the ghost at the front finally stopped. What we didn't expect was that there were two fruit trees planted in this wasteland. Unfortunately, the fruit trees seemed to have died long ago, and their branches had already rotted.

Many parts were broken, and only the trunk and a few branches remained.

And in the middle of the two fruit trees, there is a small earth bag that protrudes a little above the horizon.

Immediately, I rushed to the side of the ghost, pointed at the little bumpkin and said: "Here, here"

Somehow, I bit my tongue at this critical moment and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Is this Mr. Wang here?" Yang Jisong couldn't stand listening anymore, and then he said directly. The ghost nodded lightly: "Yes, what you need is right here."

After saying that, the ghost slowly took two steps back. Looking at his posture, I was about to ask about another thing, but the other person disappeared out of thin air.

"Xiaoyang? What's wrong with you?" Yang Jisong looked at me in confusion: "Aren't you looking for Mr. Wang? He is right here, what do you want a ghost for?"

"Well, there are some other things, but since he is gone, forget it." I smiled awkwardly, and then walked towards the dirt bag.

As I walked, I wondered: Master Murong Zhen never told me that the ghosts only did me a favor. Could it be that if I make two wishes, the ghosts will only fulfill one of them?

If this is the case, then it is really a blessing that the ghosts chose to help me complete the search for Mr. Wang instead of my wish - to find the mysterious man with several demon spirits.

When I was writing down my wish, I suddenly thought of the mysterious man. I simply wrote down the search for the mysterious man right behind Mr. Wang.

While the ghosts were sniffing the clothes, I also pulled up the photos on my phone and showed them to the talking ghost. The ghost did not give me any reply at that time.

"Is this really the old man of the Wang family down here?" I stamped my feet around the bag in confusion. Yang Jisong saw my move and quickly stopped me.

Yang Wei raised the corner of his mouth and took out a few yellow talisman papers from his arms. Then, Yang Wei also walked over. "Look at Xiaowei," Yang Jisong grabbed my arm and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing Yang Wei coming, I quickly hid aside.

Together with Yang Jisong, we stood farther away.

Yang Wei walked around the earth bag twice, then flicked his arm, and three incense sticks appeared from nowhere, and whoosh - one of the talismans burned in Yang Wei's hand, lighting up the three sticks of incense.

Suddenly inserting the incense in a certain direction of the earth bag, Yang Wei began to take the remaining talismans and recite the mantra in front of the earth bag. At the same time, Yang Wei's feet were not idle for a moment, and he kept stretching.

It stretches and hooks, as if drawing some figure on the ground.

I looked at his appearance and opened my eyes very curiously. Yang Jisong laughed out loud when he saw me like this. I patted him and said, "Yang Wei is doing business, why are you laughing?"

"You can't help it, you look like this." Yang Jisong shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and then pointed at my cheek. "Have you never seen this kind of ritual?"

"No." I shook my head sincerely. After all, we Qianmen are not directly in contact with ghosts and gods, and Taoist priests are very rare. When will we have the opportunity to see this kind of ritual. "This

What are you doing?"

Yang Jisong smashed his mouth: "Here, he is summoning spirits."

"Calling the soul?!" I opened my mouth in disbelief: "But Mr. Wang has been dead for many years. His soul should have been taken away by the ghosts long ago, right? How can it still exist? Can Yang Wei directly

Summon ghosts from the underworld? Maybe Mr. Wang has already been reincarnated."

Immediately, I started to babble for a while.
Chapter completed!