Huang Xiaolong is the emperor of the underworld, and he is a scholar of heaven and man, who runs through ancient and modern times, especially various ghosts, and he can't hide it at all.

When Huang Xiaolong heard the young woman's narration, he also knew it.

Ma Chuxia stood beside Huang Xiaolong and asked curiously. "Xiaolong, what the hell are you talking about?"

Huang Xiaolong smiled slightly, and then ordered Mr. Lin and the Lin family members who arrived here one after another. "Go and get some live chickens immediately, kill them, and apply them to the hearts of these people with chicken blood. Hurry!"

"Yes! Master Xiaolong!" The Lin family members treated Huang Xiaolong as gods and followed his advice. At that moment, they all quickly searched for the live chicken.

Huang Xiaolong ordered the people on this street. "Don't move around. Although my talisman has temporarily stopped you from being injured so that you will not die immediately. To survive completely, you must use chicken blood to pour it into your heart."

People are afraid of death. After Huang Xiaolong said this, no one dares to say that.

After the explanation, Huang Xiaolong explained to his wives. "This thing is very lingering. I remember there is a record in "Su Shen Ji". In ancient times, there was a man named Xiahou Hong, who was an alien. One day, Xiahou Hong saw a big ghost in Jiangling, carrying a Fangtian painting halberd, and a group of little ghosts followed him. At that time, Xiahou Hong was very scared, so he walked down the road to hide. After the big ghost left, he grabbed a little ghost and asked, "What is that big ghost?" The little ghost replied. "The big ghost is their master. He poked people with the Fangtian painting halberd in his hand, and only poked the heart, as long as it was poked.

, there is no immortal.', Xiahou Hong asked, 'Is there a way to cure it?'. The little ghost replied at that time, 'As long as you kill a live chicken, use chicken blood to pour it into your heart, you will be cured immediately, and you will not die. Moreover, there is only one way to make the person who is poked alive. No other methods are useful.' - Later, Jingzhou and Yangzhou, like a plague, broke out in 'heartache'. I don't know how many people died, but it was impossible to cure it at all. Xiahou Hong went to see it and knew that it was the big ghost who was killed, so he ordered people to slaughter a large number of live chickens, use chicken blood to pour it into your heart, and save many lives."

This story of Huang Xiaolong was only heard by Ma Chuxia and others.

Huo Bingyan nodded thoughtfully and said, "No wonder, there are some folk remedies for treating certain malignant heart-to-confidence diseases now, which is to apply chicken blood to the heart. It seems that there is still an allusion."

Soon, the people from the Lin family caught live chickens.

Chicken is not rare, you can find it casually on the market, as much as you want.

Huang Xiaolong instructed the people of the Lin family to slaughter the chickens and apply them to the street with chicken blood, and the human heart was poked by a big ghost.

It is really effective. In an instant, the wounds on these people's hearts automatically healed, and the gloomy aura that overflowed in the heart was gone.

Next, Huang Xiaolong took out some blank talisman paper and taught Ma Chuxia and Huo Bingyan to draw a simple talisman. Huang Xiaolong had just used this talisman and could temporarily save the lives of those who were painted by the great ghost Fang Tian and poked the heart.

"It seems that there is no rest tonight." Huang Xiaolong laughed silently. "My wife, you and Bingyan are responsible for drawing talismans. When you meet the victims, you will temporarily save their lives. Then arrange people to apply chicken blood to the heart. As for those who are dead, the body will be concentrated. The big ghost is still wandering in Binhai City. The ghost will automatically follow it. As long as you find the big ghost carrying the Fang Tian Painting Ridge and the ghost of the dead, I can help the dead resurrect them and let them resurrect from the dead."

When everyone around them heard that Huang Xiaolong had made proper arrangements, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaolong, you are really good. If it weren't for you, how many people might have died overnight~~" Feng Hanyan said with lingering fear. "The big ghost carrying the Fang Tian Painting Ji poked everyone... This is the rhythm of making Binhai City a dead city~~~~"

"Binhai City is clean and there have been no supernatural events. Now a very ancient ghost suddenly pops up... There must be a mastermind behind the scenes..." A flash of light flashed in Huang Xiaolong's eyes, and murderous intent suddenly appeared. "That guy, sooner or later, will fall into my hands!"

What Huang Xiaolong refers to is the "Young Master Ling". This matter must be inseparable from him!

That night, except for the Gao family, which had been destroyed by Young Master Ling, the other three major families, the Shu family, Lin family and Sun family, almost all came out of their homes, catching live chickens everywhere to save people.

Ma Chuxia and Huo Bingyan are responsible for drawing talismans to temporarily save their lives for the person who was hit.

A catastrophe is being extinguished by Huang Xiaolong himself.

As for Huang Xiaolong, his mission is to find the unscrupulous big ghost.

Outside the suburb.

The City God Temple, which Huang Xiaolong personally enthroned, has now collapsed and turned into ruins.

"Ying Kexin, I'm back." Huang Xiaolong suppressed his anger that was offended by Shenwei.

Whoosh~~swosh~~swosh~~swosh~~

A gust of cold wind blew from all directions.

These Yin winds condensed into a ball in front of Huang Xiaolong.

These Yin winds are extremely weak, and some Yin blood drips from the wind.

Finally, the cold wind dissipated, Ying Kexin, who was covered in messy hairpins and covered in messy hair, knelt in front of Huang Xiaolong.

I saw that Ying Kexin's hands and feet had been cut off by the sword energy and she barely used ghost power to connect, but the wound was still emitting yin blood.

He was also hit by a sword on his neck, his flesh turned out, his head drooped around his neck, leaving only a layer of skin connected.

Ying Kexin's breath was already extremely weak, and the ghost body faded and almost nothingness.

She relied entirely on a kind of willpower to survive until now, without any souls.

"Sir~~You are finally back... Kexin is useless, she has not guarded the City God Temple~~" Ying Kexin choked and blamed herself.

"Hmph!" Seeing Ying Kexin's miserable situation at this moment, Huang Xiaolong's murderous intent surged again, almost uncontrollable. "What did Young Master Ling do, right?"

"Yes, sir, that man's magic power is extremely powerful. That day, he suddenly came to the City God Temple, spoke wildly, and asked Kexin to defect to him... Kexin naturally refused, but in the end, he was seriously injured by his flying sword~ Kexin escaped at all costs, waiting for the lord to return to the coast~~" Ying Kexin cried and cried.

"Don't worry, you are my ghost, I will make the decision for you." Huang Xiaolong nodded indifferently, then took out a large stack of "soul-replenishing talismans" and threw it to Ying Kexin. "Eat these soul-replenishing talismans, your injuries can be healed."

"Thank you, thank you sir~~~" Ying Kexin swallowed the soul-supplementing talisman, and the yin blood that was rushing wildly stopped immediately. The vague and fading ghost body gradually solidified.

"Now, no one can save your life in the world... Master Ling!" Huang Xiaolong said silently.

Soon, Ying Kexin returned to her full state, like a banished immortal who was not as good as the world, standing beside Huang Xiaolong with demons.

"First find a big ghost carrying Fang Tian Hua Ji." Huang Xiaolong narrowed his eyes slightly, released his divine thoughts, and immediately sensed the breath of the big ghost!

"Let's go~~~"

Huang Xiaolong directly sacrificed a flying talisman, carrying Ying Kexin and flew into the sky.

Flying over Binhai City.

Soon, the flying talisman began to descend, and I saw that in an industrial park, there were at least tens of thousands of ghosts, arranged together like ants moving.

Most of these ghosts are fresh, that is, the souls of those who have just died, all of them have a crying expression on their faces.

The one walking at the front of the team was a big ghost with a height of about three meters. This ghost was full of ghost power and was extremely huge. It was the level of the Ghost King, wearing armor, lion straps, tiger-toed boots, and carrying a square sky painting halberd in his hand. It was majestic and ferocious.

"Sir, it's a ghost king, whose ghost power is above me." Ying Kexin whispered behind Huang Xiaolong.

At this time, the big ghost had already entered a factory. There were still many workers working overtime in the factory. The big ghost was holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji without saying a word and poked him whenever he saw someone. The people who were poked covered their hearts one by one, and they rolled on the ground in pain. In the blink of an eye, they poked all over the floor!
Chapter completed!