As soon as they hid, a cold wind blew over the rocks and flew forward with the sand and gravel on the ground. Wang Lin was shocked and was about to open his psychic eyes to see what it was. However, Xi Feng reached out to cover his spiritual orifice, which meant that he would not let him do anything.

The wind disappeared in front of him like a flash of white horses. Wang Lin opened Xi Feng's hand and asked curiously: "This..." As soon as he spit out a word, Xi Feng covered his mouth again.

Suddenly, Leng Feng killed a retaliation and came back with sand and gravel.

"Strange, I heard the sound of talking just now, why is there no one?" A sharp and weird woman's voice sounded in the cold wind, looking very depressed, but then she left and disappeared with the cold wind.

Xi Feng then breathed a sigh of relief, let go of Wang Lin's mouth and said, "It was the little fox in the mirror just now. She had too many ghostly eyes and almost discovered it."

Wang Linxin said that the Mirror God had heard of it, how could it be a little fox? Isn't that a fox spirit? If I had known it was a demon, why would I be polite to her? I would just use my psychic eyes to peel it, afraid that she would have wool? But when I thought about the successors of ghost affairs, I would have known which evil spirits and evil spirits they had been fooling around, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that Xi Feng was quite evil.

The two continued to walk east along the canyon, about two or three miles away, and faintly smelled a trace of blood from the air. The two of them thought it was not good, so they turned on the flashlight and saw a few men covered in blood in a rock more than ten meters away. The two of them hurriedly ran to the front and saw that they seemed to be the five people who had just carried the corpse. They all died and were terrified in the death, and looked very scary in the dark.

Wang Lin frowned and said, "The eyes seemed to be filled with fear. When he opened his mouth wide before he died, he seemed to be scared to death."

Xi Feng squatted on the ground, shook his head and said, "It's not that he was scared to death, but that he was taken from his soul. You see, there seem to be bruises on the spiritual orifice, which is the trace left by pulling out the three souls and seven spirits. Before the soul was collected, he was castrated. The murderer was really vicious."

Wang Lin was stunned, squatted down and looked at everyone's forehead carefully. Sure enough, there were burning bruises. Looking at Xiati, his crotch was pulled open, and his flesh was blurred, and his life was indeed cut off. Now he couldn't help but respect Xi Feng. The successors of the ghost story were really not blown, but he had a few tricks.

"These people are all desperate people. Look, they are wearing machetes. Who is so awesome? They were killed before they even pulled out the knife. Besides, I didn't hear any screams just now. By the way, was it the little fox you mentioned that you were fucking?" Wang Lin touched his chin and analyzed.

Xi Feng ignored him, but took out a small white flag from his bag and said, "Little arrow, go nearby to find the murderer's trace."

"I'll know! Master, just take a look." A dead ghost with a pointed head and a very vulgar appearance came out of the flag, and his voice was like a broken gong, which scared Wang Lin.

The little white flag flew away and disappeared in the vast night instantly. Wang Lin blinked and said, "Damn, you raise a little ghost! I said Xifeng, it's not that I said you, raising a little ghost will easily be backfired..."

Xi Feng had no time to listen to his longing and waved his hand and said, "Find clues in them."

Seeing that he didn't listen, Wang Lin shook his head helplessly and followed Xi Feng to search a corpse. He touched all the five corpses, but he couldn't find his ID card, but he found a lot of taxi tickets. We placed the tickets on the ground and arranged them in the order of dates and locations above. We found that one of them was from Gansu, and the other four were from Changzhi.

The deceased from Gansu is quite fierce. He is about forty years old and has a hairy mole on his left cheek. The two of them are a little confused. What is the purpose of this kid traveling from Gansu to Shanxi, instructing four locals to kill and abandon corpses, and also raise hair slags in the canyon?

Just as the two of them were puzzled, the little white flag flew back, landed on the ground and turned around and stopped in a few circles. The pointed ghost poked his head out of it and said in panic: "Master, I just encountered a light and almost burned the flag. We were so scared that we came back quickly."

"Light?" Xi Feng frowned.

Wang Lin blurted out, "Do you call someone's name and then set fire?" He suspected that it was the Rain Lamp Demon, but it didn't rain today. It was logical that it could not be this thing.

Before the pointed ghost could answer, a girl who was a few years old poked out from the flag, with a braid on her head. She just heard her say first: "The lights are too fierce, even more fierce than the Yin Wood Fire of the small arrow. I'm scared to death!"

Wang Lin widened his eyes and said, "Hey, Xi Feng, you have such a small female ghost. Isn't it too immoral?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two ghost heads poked out from the flag, but they were all adult female ghosts, one more beautiful than the other. I heard the charming female ghost on the left say: "We chased after more than ten miles and saw a glimmer of green fire on a rocky beach. I was about to come closer to take a look, but suddenly, like the explosion of a gas tank, a fire rushes towards us. If I hadn't turned around in time, I would have been burned to death." The pure female ghost on the right kept nodding.

The pointed ghost said, "That's all my credit, otherwise you will become a roasted suckling pig."

"Bah, it's Sister Lin and Sister Xia who are going back. You are showing off your power and say you're going to fight, and you almost killed us." The little girl said with glaring at her eyes and bulging her cheeks.

The pointed ghost immediately turned red and his head drooped and retracted. It was obvious that what the little girl ghost said was true.

Xi Feng nodded: "You guys go back."

The charming female ghost turned around and said to the little ghost, "Sanya, go back and let the little arrow take the big shot!"

"Okay, hehe!" The little girl ghost smiled very brightly, and then the three female ghosts disappeared together.

Wang Lin was going to question Xi Feng about raising little ghosts again. Before he could speak, Xi Feng had already explained first: "This is not raising little ghosts. They are all poor children. After they die, they don't want to go to the underworld. They live in the Three Pure Soul Chasing Banner to enjoy a peaceful life. That's more free and comfortable than living in the underworld."

Although he was half-believing and half-doubted, Wang Lin didn't say anything more. After all, the mysterious descendants of ghost stories were everywhere that he unexpectedly thought of.

Xi Feng touched his nose and said, "They encountered ghost fire, which means that the five people were killed by evil spirits. Brother, can you find this thing with spiritual skills?"

Wang Lin was stunned: "How did you know I know psychic skills?"

Xi Feng laughed and said, "I guessed it since you killed Mao Zombie. Otherwise, when the little fox chased me, how could I cover your spiritual orifice to stop you? The little fox is not a demon. Fortunately, I stopped her. Otherwise, if you can't kill her, you will be attracted by the soul."

Wang Lin curled his lips and didn't believe in his ninth level of spiritual art. Who else in the world can beat him? But he admired his IQ. So he closed his eyes and entered the Nether Sea. The ninth level of spiritual art can increase the search range to ten miles away. If the ghost fire did not leave, it would be no problem to pull it in.

Sure enough, I found a faint ball of fire, which was faint and strange in the white mist.
Chapter completed!