Seeing several people leaving in the distance, Xiao Yu hurriedly put away the little demon, called Bai Zimo, and then returned along the original road.
The previous incident about the fake demon had frightened a few people so much that they had no intention of fighting. He was not afraid of those people turning back. Even if they came back, Xiao Yu had the confidence to fight with the opponent.
After Bai Zimo drove away frantically from the area, he parked the car on the side of the road. After hearing Xiao Yu's call, he drove back again and picked up the two of them.
"I was scared to death. Are you two okay?"
Seeing Xiao Yu and Xiao Yu standing in front of him intact again, Bai Zimo's anxious heart finally relaxed.
On this day, he felt like he had passed through centuries, feeling that he had entered the world of immortals from the original modern society.
His three views were completely destroyed. The strength of the ghost corpse and Xiao Yu made him very envious. Every man did not have the dream of flying to the sky and escaping to the earth. After this became a reality, it felt a bit like a dream.
"You're still standing here when something happens. Are you scared to death?"
Seeing that Bai Zimo was still pale at this time, the ghost corpse couldn't help but smile.
"You two are so amazing, I feel like you are almost becoming an immortal. If there is any elixir of life or something in the future, please remember to save some for me.
Also, don’t go back and talk about my arrest. I am also the president after all. If others find out about this, they will definitely laugh out loud."
Mr. Bai is indeed a man with a good heart. He just escaped with his life and thought about his own reputation. This kind of mentality is probably impossible for most people.
"Okay, let's go back first. We are not big speakers. Why are you talking about these things!"
Xiao Yu leaned on the car, looking very tired. He was really tired after half a day's work. Now he just wanted to go back and have a good sleep.
Of course, there is also the soul of the second young master who has to be dealt with in a way. After all, he is a disaster to himself.
In the secret realm of Onigakuremon, it was a little dark at this time. Although there were plants around, they looked sick and without any energy, as if they were about to die.
The valley was very quiet, with roars coming from below from time to time, like the tragic howls of wild beasts dying.
In a corner of the valley, there is a different house. It is a house made entirely of bones. Thick white bones, like elephant leg bones, stand side by side.
On the top of the entrance portal, a green-faced ghost head with fanged eyes stared down coldly.
There are also two decorations made of skeletons on the portal door. They are two copper rings. They look very old. The copper rings are already rusty and have the marks of time.
In the room, there is an old locust tree with a crooked neck. The locust tree is very thick, as thick as three or four people surrounding it. There are many ropes hanging on the tree, and some white skeletons are hung on some ropes.
The breeze blew, and the white skeletons collided with each other, making crisp snapping sounds, bringing a little vitality to the quiet valley.
At the bottom of the tree, there are also some skeletons piled up, one on top of another, like a castle, wrapping the old locust tree inside.
In the distance from Lao Huai, an old man wearing gray tattered clothes, as if he was dying, was waving a broom and sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard.
At this moment, the old locust tree in the courtyard seemed to come to life, and suddenly began to twist wildly, as if it was about to burst out of the ground.
Immediately afterwards, several locust branches fell from the sky and turned into strips of white silk, which were wrapped around the tree trunk below. Then, a figure slowly condensed on the white silk, which looked like a ghost monk struggling to death.
The sudden change caused the old sweeper to turn around instantly. His eyes were like a cheetah's, scanning over the old locust tree. When he saw the struggling figure, his expression changed, and he quickly rushed into the room and picked up a stick.
The drum sticks were beating on a gong and drum at the door.
Dong dong dong...
The sound penetrated the fog, penetrated the space, and spread throughout the entire valley.
Then, on the mountain in the distance, several figures appeared one after another, like mountain apes. After a few ups and downs, they arrived in the courtyard.
"Elder Ghost, why are you beating the soul drum?"
Before anyone arrived, the voice came over.
As the voice fell, several people appeared in the courtyard one after another, and then they focused on Lao Huai.
"This is a disciple who has been away from home. Please quickly find out which disciples have been out of town recently."
A middle-aged man, looking at the struggling soul, said to an old man holding a book next to him.
"The sect leader, Li Kui, the son of the Sixth Elder, left the valley a few days ago, and there were twelve disciples who went with him."
The old man hugged the book and immediately announced the name of the stranger.
"The Sixth Elder was summoned. Didn't he say that he was not allowed to leave the valley, but someone actually violated the order?"
The middle-aged man looked a little angry when he saw the struggling ghost, and was about to leave, but at this moment, the old locust tree shook again, and two branches fell down, turning into white silk again, and then another disciple appeared.
Then, the third person, the fourth person...
After five disciples died in a row, Lao Huai seemed to be tired and gradually stopped moving. But now there are five ghosts, which means that five disciples have died.
"Damn it, who did they provoke and they were killed? Could it be that they ran into other people from the Hidden Sect?"
The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back, his eyebrows connected together, and his face looked fierce, showing no anger or authority.
After the man finished speaking, another middle-aged man flew from a distance and landed in the courtyard.
The person who came here was very thin, but he looked very handsome. He was somewhat similar to Xiao Yu, the second son of the Guimen who killed him, so he must be the other person's father.
"Sixth Elder, didn't you agree that your disciples are not allowed to go out? Look, five people have been killed now. You have to give me an explanation."
The leader of the Ghost Sect looked at the Sixth Elder with a reproachful expression on his face, but he did not get angry.
"Sect Master, one month ago, a disciple of my Ghost Sect was killed by a Maoshan disciple named Xiao Yu. My son felt that it was damaging to the prestige of the sect because I was not strict in discipline and was willing to accept the punishment without the consent of the sect leader."
The Sixth Elder was straightforward and did not make any excuses. He just bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
Hearing this, the leader of the Ghost Sect couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head, as if he was mocking him.
"The disciple of the Gui Sect was killed. I naturally know that I will find someone to avenge Xiao Yu, but not now. You are really confused...".
The leader of the Ghost Sect glanced at the Sixth Elder, with a smart-as-you-are expression, and then looked at Lao Huai behind him.
"Lao Huai was brought back from the underworld by the old sect master five hundred years ago and planted until now. He has been in charge of the fate of my ghost sect disciples and has never missed a chance. This time, it seems that your son is in danger!"
"Don't worry, Alliance Leader, I will let the Ghost King accompany me for protection. No matter how powerful Xiao Yu is, he will not be the Ghost King's opponent."
The Sixth Elder was very confident in his arrangement, and when he mentioned that the Ghost King was accompanying him, he had a look of pride on his face.
"That's good. You worked so hard to tame the Ghost King from the underworld. I have followed you for many years, so nothing will happen to you. But losing five disciples this time is the biggest loss our ghost sect has suffered in these years, so we can't just let it go.
Already.
When your son comes back, ask him to come to the Judge's Hall and tell me what happened. I want to know who is so bold and dares to cause trouble for me."
After the Master of the Ghost Sect finished speaking, he raised his feet and walked out, but as soon as he took two steps, he heard a roar.
On the old locust tree, a branch covered with green leaves fell directly to the ground, knocking down the skeletons everywhere.
