"You, why do you want that thing?" Village Chief Ma frowned even tighter, like two twisted hemp ropes. For a moment, the atmosphere became more tense and the air began to freeze.

"Hahaha, didn't you say it? Miss He has only been dead for a day, so the ghost must be still in the world. I borrow some spiritual objects with her yang energy to summon souls and ask her what happened after her death." Long Junchen smiled and said confidently. There was nothing wrong with his words, because if He Linlin really died, he would indeed be able to gather souls and temporarily summon He Linlin's soul.

After all, Village Chief Ma also knew some magic. When he heard Long Junchen's explanation, a hint of relief flashed through his eyes, and shook his head. After a while, he sighed, "Linlin, it's a pity, it's a pity. This person is gone. She often comes to my house and I play. Our family has a good relationship with her. She also helps me take care of my grandson."

"College Ma, do you have any objects related to He Linlin?" When people get old, they are sad. Long Junchen really doesn't want to be harassed by these negative emotions anymore. He interrupts Village Chief Ma with some rudeness and asks seriously.

Village Chief Ma was stunned for a moment, and then said embarrassedly: "Hahaha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm old, I love to recall the past. I have a little doll here, which was given to me by He Linlin. He is old now and goes to the city to study and doesn't play with these things. You can take it."

After saying that, Village Chief Ma took out a dusty ragdoll bear from a pocket of miscellaneous items. A simple smile appeared on his black face. However, this ragdoll bear is indeed a bit old, and even the head of the cloth is exposed. Village Chief Ma carefully handed the ragdoll bear to Long Junchen, "Is this OK? If not, I will go to the home of Old Hetou in our village to look for it. There must be many at home."

Old He is naturally He Linlin's father. Long Junchen must not be willing to look for his parents who had just lost their children at this time. He quickly shook the doll bear in his hand, "Captain Ma, this is enough. There is nothing wrong, I will leave first."

Village Chief Ma still wanted to keep Long Junchen for dinner, but the latter was thinking about the evil ghost, dragon pattern porcelain and Ye Gong Haolong. He was not in the mood to continue staying in Maotai Village. He said goodbye to the village chief decisively, and got up and drove away.

When I went back, the car was driving smoothly on the winding highway, but Long Junchen felt something was wrong. Although it was evening, it had been spring for a long time, with long days and short nights, and the sky was not so dark. But now Long Junchen was driving on the mountain road. If the headlights were not on, the road would not be clear.

Long Junchen felt a sense of chest tightness for no reason. He took out the Yin-Yang Pan placed in his belt, but was surprised to find that the pointer on the Yin-Yang Pan began to turn wildly, and the pointer pointed at all directions. Long Junchen was shocked and felt fear as if the coming night was coming.

He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, shook his head, and tried not to think about those strange things. He was a Taoist priest, and those lonely ghosts would not be so stupid that they came to him. Just as Long Junchen was thinking like this, a white figure suddenly appeared on the road ahead, as if he was a woman?!

Long Junchen narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly slowed down the speed of the car. The car gradually approached the woman who was walking slowly. The woman seemed to have not felt the headlights behind the car, and was still slow and walking slowly. Long Junchen kept honking the horn, but the woman still didn't respond and walked forward on her own.

Long Junchen's heart moved and took out the Yin-Yang disk. As the car continued to approach the woman in white, the pointer on it twisted even more violently. He swallowed and had already guessed the identity of the woman in front of him. He no longer hesitated. He closed his eyes, accelerator under his feet, and the car roared, and crashed into the woman behind him.

The violent impact did not appear as expected. The car suddenly passed through the woman's body, as if it had touched a ball of air. Long Junchen was sweating heavily and slowly opened his eyes. There was still endless darkness in front of him, but the woman in white had disappeared before.

Just as Long Junchen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a violent pounding sound came from the glass beside him. He turned his head and saw that he was shocked. The woman in white was lying on his car window. Her face had no facial features, but just a face, eyes, eyebrows, nose, and mouth. It was smooth from top to bottom, just like a duck egg being buckled under her hair.

She stretched out a dry hand, and her knuckles kept flowing out of yellow liquid. She tapped the car window glass hard, making a bang bang sound. Then, blood oozed out of her face without facial features for no reason, falling on the car window glass drop by drop, looking particularly ferocious. However, Long Junchen was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised, bringing a sneer of a very large curve.

"I said, even a ghost with your cultivation level is also imitating others to scare people?" Long Junchen said this, and actually opened the car window glass. The female ghost with fangs and claws was stunned at first, and then at the moment of being lost, Long Junchen pulled out a peach wood sword from the cloth bag on the right, cut through his fingertips, and a drop of essence and blood dripped on it.

With one seal on both hands, the peach wood sword stabbed the woman, or the female ghost's face, and said loudly: "Use my heart to enlighten the Six Realms Gate. The Four Symbol Guards will help me form a formation." In an instant, the peach wood sword, carrying a touch of red essence and blood, slashed on the female ghost's face. The female ghost screamed, and turned into a ray of black smoke, and was beaten to death by Long Junchen.

Long Junchen killed this female ghost handsomely, but before he could show off his handsomeness, he was shocked and suddenly realized something strange. He had practiced with Maoshan Tianshi, and with the dragon pattern bloodline, he naturally had a mighty aura on his body. Usually, ghosts dared not approach him, let alone attack him.

Just now, this female ghost had such a low cultivation level, so how could she have the courage to take the initiative to attack, unless this ghost was crazy?

But how could a ghost be crazy? There is only one explanation. This ghost is manipulated by someone, or in other words, by a ghost with a higher cultivation level than her.

As soon as he thought about this, Long Junchen subconsciously closed the window. The rich yin energy outside did not dissipate for a moment because of the death of the female ghost, but instead became even stronger...
Chapter completed!