Seeing Lin Muye say this, the boy did not hesitate any longer and led everyone to their destination.

On the way, he stayed close to Hong Niang and Lin Muye, and looked at Luo Laowai provocatively from time to time, which made Luo Laowai very angry. When had he, the "King of Killers", ever been so angry?

Soon, everyone arrived at a hillside and saw a dilapidated manor in the valley.

Rong Baoyixiao said with some fear: "Gentlemen, that's it. There is only this Zanguan nearby where you can take shelter from the rain. But I heard that there is a rat spirit in this Zanguan, called Mouse Second Aunt, who specializes in killing travelers."

Chen Yulou didn't care. He patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? With Uncle Jiu and Brother Lin here, rat spirits and Mouse Second Aunt are no problem. They are orthodox Maoshan immortals who specialize in killing evil spirits."

Rong Baoyixiao looked at Uncle Jiu and Lin Muye curiously. Seeing that the two were very calm, he felt relieved and continued to lead the way.

It was about nightfall when the few people arrived at the entrance of the Zanguan.

The so-called Zanguan is a charity cemetery, a place specially used to store corpses. There are many corpse-driving businesses in Xiangxi, so similar places are built every few miles for corpse-driving craftsmen to rest.

When they reached the door of the Zanguan, Chen Yulou seemed to have thought of something, and turned to Kunlun and said, "Kunlun, you are fast. Return home at night before it rains, and tell the brothers to set off! We will wait for you to meet up here."

The giant Kunlun clasped his fists and left.

Several people stood in front of the Zanguan, looking at the gloomy Zanguan, and their hearts began to beat. But when they saw Uncle Jiu and Lin Muye who were extremely calm, they took up their courage and stepped in.

Lin Muye knew that there were only a few corpses in the Zanguan, and there was no rat spirit. If there was a rat spirit, there would be nothing to say. A thunderbolt would teach him to be a demon, not to mention that Uncle Jiu was still by his side. With this person, what was there to be afraid of? No!

Uncle Jiu could see that there was no demonic aura in the Zanguan. For him, the Zanguan or the Yizhuang was his home. He was not afraid of anything.

After entering the Zanguan, Luo Laowai first explored the backyard, while Lin Muye, Chen Yulou and others went straight to the main house.

Pushing open the door of the main house, dust fell, and in the main house, two rows of neatly parked but dusty coffins came into view.

Chen Yulou was born with night vision, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He saw the situation in the house clearly, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.

But others could not see clearly, and did not know what was going on.

"Crack--"

At this moment, a flash of lightning broke through the night sky.

Then, the heavy rain also fell after the lightning, hitting the roof of the Zanguan, crackling.

With the light of lightning, everyone finally saw the situation in the main house, and their hearts suddenly jumped.

There was an altar opposite the door, and on it was a strange statue. The statue was an old lady with sharp teeth, a distorted face, wide-open eyes, and a beard, just like a mouse.

And around the house, there were also many statues, with hideous faces, baring teeth and claws, so scary!

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu took a few quick steps and walked to the statue of the mouse. He stepped on the seven stars and walked out a set of mysterious steps. He kept pinching his hands, and two pieces of talisman paper appeared out of thin air in his hands. He pointed his swords with both hands to stand up the talisman paper. The magic power was surging, the robe moved without wind, and the talisman paper burned without fire. Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand and pointed, and the two half-burned pieces of talisman paper flew out instantly and stuck to the eyes of the mouse statue.

Then, Uncle Jiu pinched his hands again and pointed to an incense burner on the altar in front of him. The three incense sticks that had not yet burned out in the incense burner instantly burned. Uncle Jiu muttered: "Lin Jiu, a disciple of Maoshan, passed by your precious place and asked to stay for one night (xiu). I hope you can do me a favor. I will now offer you some incense. I hope you can take care of yourself!"

After doing all this, Uncle Jiu retreated and stood behind Lin Muye.

Lin Muye knew that Uncle Jiu was a self-disciplined and polite person. He would burn incense when he saw Buddha and worship the mountain when he entered the door. This was Uncle Jiu's rule.

But others didn't know that they had been stunned by Uncle Jiu's series of operations. His methods were beyond their cognition!

It was okay for the talisman paper to burn without fire, but could the incense burn?

Chen Yulou and others had heard of Uncle Jiu's power, and Hong Girl had seen it with her own eyes.

But Rong Baoyixiao saw it for the first time. He immediately widened his eyes and muttered to himself: "It turns out that he is really a Maoshan immortal!"

Chen Yulou looked at Uncle Jiu and Lin Muye at this time, and his thoughts were surging in his heart.

This uncle's methods are mysterious and extraordinary, but looking at his attitude towards Lin Muye, these two don't look like master and disciple.Is there a master standing behind his disciple?

Thinking about it carefully, since the first time he met these two people, Uncle Jiu has been very respectful to Lin Muye. No matter what Lin Muye said or did, Uncle Jiu had no intention of disobeying him. This is too abnormal!

They don’t look like master and disciple, but a bit like the relationship between me and Hua Maguai, the relationship between a young master and a retainer!

Could it be?

Is this Lin Muye actually the heir of some secret force? Is Uncle Jiu his retainer?

The more Chen Yulou thought about it, the more frightened he became. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was very likely to be the case.

Before, I always felt that this master and disciple had some unspeakable sense of disharmony, but now that I have figured it out, I suddenly feel that it is reasonable.

Looking at Lin Muye standing in front of Uncle Jiu with an expressionless face, I suddenly feel that Lin Muye is unfathomable.

Not only is his own means so powerful, but even the people under his command are so powerful? Then how powerful is his power?

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou's forehead was covered with a few drops of cold sweat.

At this moment, a coffin in the corner of the main house suddenly made a series of strange noises, which instantly made the atmosphere in the main house even more weird.

"Crack, scratch, scratch--"

This sound made people's teeth ache, it sounded like the sound of nails scratching the coffin lid.

Everyone was immediately frightened, and Chen Yulou, who could see at night, was closest to the coffin. Seeing this, he wanted to show off his skills. A dagger with a cold light slipped out of his sleeve, raised the dagger and slowly approached the coffin.

Little Divine Sword!

Lin Muye saw at a glance that this dagger was the token of the head of the Xiangling general - Little Divine Sword!

It is said that this thing is forged from meteorite iron, can cut iron like mud, and is extremely sharp. It is a rare magic weapon!

Chen Yulou, holding a small sword, approached the coffin cautiously, stretched out his hand and pushed the coffin lid open with a little force, revealing a gap.

"Meow!"

A sharp scream came from the coffin, scaring Chen Yulou to take two steps back instinctively, and a black shadow quickly jumped out of the coffin, and in a flash, it jumped onto the beam of the main house.

Lightning flashed, and everyone saw clearly that it was a wild cat!

At this time, it was staring at everyone in the main house, with a faint green light flashing in its eyes.

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