Ren Shuai personally tore the void and sent us back to the provincial capital. Then he asked Lao Bai to position him again, tore the two realms and came to Jintangchi.

In the Jintang Pool, Yuwei's face became more and more natural. The two ghost immortal tree kings grew to about ten meters high. The branches covered the entire Jintang Pool, densely packed, like two huge sun umbrellas.

"Old man, how long will it take for my sister-in-law to wake up?" the fat man frowned.

"The universe and the universe are combined, and the yin and yang are merged, which is when the lady wakes up."

I went there, and it was almost the same as if I didn't say it, but we weren't worried about it with old zombies.

After returning to the world, Ren Shuai said reluctantly, but left Lao Bai behind and asked him to follow me. After all, he has been in the ghost world for many years and is also the confidant of the King of Hell, and he knows a lot.

As for Ren Shuai, this guy is now a real King of Hell. He must stay in the underworld, so naturally he cannot continue to stay in the world.

Fortunately, there is still Lei Xiang, and with Di Ksitigarbha, there will be no big problems for the time being.

In addition, Ren Shuai has recovered his memory through the King Mian and the King's Robe, and has completely awakened the soul of the King of Hell, just as he is concentrating on restoring his strength.

The provincial capital has been around for a long time, and the Ghost Gate just closed.

It was the day when Xiao Yuwei and Ling's passage long side were too late to guide these lonely ghosts that suddenly appeared, but fortunately there was no mistake.

"What should I do now?" After calming down, the fat man was a little confused.

"Ling Channel Long, I am going to go to the Sanqing Sect to survey the situation, and then join forces with all the power of the Taoist sect to find an opportunity to eliminate this sect!" I suddenly stood up and looked at the east.

On an island in the east, it is the nest of the Sanqing Sect.

However, before leaving, I called my grandfather and Mei Liangxin respectively and asked about the old ghost head.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with the old ghost head? It shouldn't be. When this guy was young, we were at the bottom of Maoshan. Although we were not expelled from the sect because of some conflicts, there shouldn't be too big problems." Mei Liangxin was a little surprised. Obviously, he didn't expect that I would start to suspect the old ghost head.

When I told Mei Liangxin that the old ghost head had his mark on the King of Hell before, and even the people of the Three Pure Sects with great supernatural powers could not be sure, I told Mei Liangxin that he immediately found the two ancestors. The Maoshan old zombie told us that most of the people who can recognize the King of Hell order are people with higher status in the underworld of the ghost world, and they have close relationships with the King of Hell.

Otherwise, he would be the strongest enemy under his command, and he did not know the old ghost head and could not confirm his identity for the time being.

I was even more suspicious. Although after my previous experience, the old ghost-headed couple should not be strong, but their vision is not shallow and their actions are mysterious.

"Can it be something reincarnated?" Lao Bai frowned.

Lao Bai said that he had seen that old man before, but nothing was wrong.

"Let's go to Huangquan's store!"

I took the old fat white boy Xiao Yuwei and the little ghost head straight to Huangquan Fushou Shop.

At three o'clock in the morning, the gloomy street of Fushou is conceivable, and at the end is a funeral home. If it were a few years ago, Fatty and I came here, and I felt a little guilty.

"Hey, strange, why is there no Huangquan monopoly?" Following the familiar route, we walked through Yibaishi shops and headed straight to Huangquan Fushou Shop, but we didn't even see Mao!

"Damn, I did come here before, was it a ghost? The fat man was sweating coldly. He and I looked on the street separately. Sure enough, they couldn't find the small building that was shaky and almost considered a dangerous house.

"That's right, it's just next to this Fushou Shop. It's a dilapidated building that is only three or four meters wide but also two floors." The fat man was stunned and looked at me in horror.

I felt deep in my heart. There was no familiar small building in front of me. It was clearly an old brick house that looked like for more than 20 years, or a small three-story room. The room in it looked like it was a toilet room. The lights suddenly appeared on the small window, and it seemed that someone lived upstairs.

"There are two families living above, seven people, all of them are ordinary people." Lao Bai quietly went up and looked at him, and replied in wonder.

I called Lao Zhao and grandpa, and Lao Zhao sent his subordinates to pick up his grandpa, and he went straight to here.

Before they could call, I went upstairs along the fat stairs on the floor of the ground floor, walked to the second floor, and went up to knock on the door.

"Who is it? It's midnight, I want to scare people to death!" After knocking for two minutes, a humble voice came from inside.

"Brother, ask for something and open the door." The fat man blurted out.

I'll go, it's midnight. If you say that, can they drive it?

Sure enough, there was no sound inside, as if he was asleep.

Although I was a little anxious, I didn't want to scare ordinary people after all, and I was not impulsive. I waited for a quarter of an hour. Lao Zhao rushed over and knocked on the door again in the name of the police.

Of course, no one opened it.

"Master Fang Nan, there are too many scammers who use the police's name now, and no one believes it." Old Zhao was a little embarrassed.

"Little kid, go in and open the door." I was too lazy to worry about this family anymore. If I hadn't been afraid of scaring them, I would have let Lao Bai and the others go in and open the door. If I weren't there, I could still make lock opening talismans on the spot.

With a click, the security door opened, and a few screams came from inside, cutting through the night sky.

"Damn it, I'm scared to death." The fat man was frightened and fucked speechlessly to turn on the light. He happened to see Yi chopping the kitchen knife with a cold light towards him.

I grabbed the hand of the middle-aged man waving the kitchen knife, and my fingers were slightly pressed. The kitchen knife fell to the ground with a clang, and the sound was harsh.

"Don't be nervous, I am the captain of the criminal police team of the county public security bureau." Lao Zhao hurriedly took out his ID and took the initiative to indicate his identity.

After comforting for a few minutes, the Yi family finally calmed down, sat on the sand, and looked at us nervously.

Unexpectedly, after our inquiry, the middle-aged man actually said that he had lived here for more than 20 years. At that time, the house was built by his father and he himself used bricks and tiles.

At this moment, when I heard the movement upstairs, I rushed down, and it happened to be his elder brother and old father.

The old man's surname is Song and his name is Song Weiguo. He was born in 1940 and was over 70 years old. He was a little older than the old ghost head.

"Huangquan monopoly? No, no, no this store. I have lived here for more than 20 years. I have never seen the Fushou Shop you mentioned. You may have found the wrong place."

Song Weiguo shook his head to deny it with a genuine local accent.

"Where is that small building?" The fat man didn't give up. He was sure that the old ghost head's shop was here, but he still asked.

"Young man, the old man won't lie to you. Since my old house was demolished more than 20 years ago, I saw this brick house. I don't have the store you mentioned at all.
Chapter completed!