After listening to my words, the wronged soul turned into after the actor's death became silent.

After a while, he nodded and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I know I'm wrong, please send me away."

I nodded slightly, without saying nonsense, and directly made a gesture and pointed my hand. The passage to the underworld slowly opened, and said to him, "Go in, get down there, you will judge right and wrong, and you will do your own good."

The wronged soul trembled for a moment and slowly walked towards the passage.

However, just as he was about to enter the passage, his soul body suddenly paused, and then rushed towards me instantly, and at the same time he shouted fiercely, "Stinky Taoist, I'll kill you, you're far from trying to catch me."

"snort!"

I looked at him coldly, and I was too lazy to move.

After he pounced on me, his destiny activated itself, and he suddenly "bang" and shook it far away.

"Ah? You, what method are you?"

The soul body of the wronged soul was shocked by fate and looked at me in surprise, not knowing what was going on.

"act recklessly."

I snorted coldly, I was too lazy to continue speaking to such a stubborn guy. The opportunity has been given to you, but you don’t know how to cherish it.

At the moment, a little purgatory fire flew out and floated directly to the wronged soul.

"ah--"

Burned by the true fire, the wronged soul suddenly screamed in pain.

"Grand immortal, please..."

He wanted to beg for mercy, but unfortunately, his soul body was too weak. After all, he had just died soon. Although he could affect the nerves of ordinary people with his strong resentment, he had not become a ghost after all, let alone a ghost evil spirit formed by sucking evil spirits.

The true fire of Purgatory can't even bear the ghost evil, let alone him.

In just about a second, his soul body was completely burned into nothingness and completely disappeared from this world.

After doing all this, my expression remained unchanged. I took back the purgatory fire, and still opened the passage to the underworld, whispering, "I've seen enough of the excitement. I'll give you a choice. Go to the underworld to report by myself, and wait for me to deal with you slowly."

"Buzz~~~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the yin energy around him rose sharply, and even the space trembled faintly.

One after another, hundreds of ghosts wearing Republican costumes emerged from the ground.

"Sure enough."

Seeing these ghosts, I immediately confirmed my guess.

There is a mass pit below this theater. When the Japanese invaded China, they killed many unarmed civilians. After occupying the city, in order to avoid the plague, they dug out a big pit and threw these people who died in vain into it and buried it.

Master Xu’s theater was opened on this crowded pitfall.

The colleague who warned him probably saw this situation. He was only suffering from his own abilities but could not solve it, so he advised Master Xu to change his seat.

Master Xu refused, and in desperation, he came up with this method to worship his ancestors every year.

These ghosts who died in vain were unable to calm down their resentment and did not report to the underworld. Because their resentment was only directed at the Japanese, the ordinary Chinese people did not offend them and would not happen.

Master Xu worshipped him every year, and these unjust souls were very satisfied and did not come out to make trouble.

But it was that unreliable actor who was scared by negligence some time ago and was frightened to death by revenge.

After his death, he also turned into a wronged soul. He didn't dare to offend so many people, so he spread his resentment to the audience who came to watch the performance.

"Xiansheng, we don't want to go to the underworld, we want to stay here to avenge."

After all the wronged souls floated out, one of the middle-aged ghosts who seemed to be leading the way forward, bowed to me, and said.

I glanced at the wronged souls. These guys didn't cause any big trouble, so I couldn't erase them at will. After thinking for a moment, I said, "Everyone, I know you have wronged, but what's the use of staying here?"

"It has been more than 60 years since the end of the War of Resistance Against Japan. Our China has won. The Japanese have been beaten back to their hometown. You can't wait for them if you stay."

"Our Chinese soldiers and compatriots have already avenged you. Let it go, report to the underworld early, and you can also be reincarnated as soon as possible, and then take a look at the prosperity of China today."

"This... are you saying true?"

The wronged souls looked at me in surprise and started to talk.

After they turned into ghosts, they remained here all the time, not knowing the changes in the world at all, and even the concept of time was blurred.

I knew this very well and quickly affirmed, "Really, everyone is a compatriot. How could I lie to you? We fought the War of Resistance Against Japan for eight years, and killed nearly 500,000 Japanese devils. They had long been defeated. Now our China is stable and prosperous. Let alone Japanese devils, no country in the world dares to bully us."

"Even if you go abroad, China will always be the pride of every citizen of our country. Don't you want to see your current motherland?"

"think……"

The wronged souls were talking to each other, and after a long time, a weak voice suddenly shouted out.

I looked up and saw that it was a young devil. Judging from his appearance, he should have been only fourteen or fifteen years old when he died. I couldn't help but feel hatred for the devil in my heart.

"I also think, I don't know what the family is like now."

An unjust soul spoke again.

Gradually, all the wronged souls' longing for their hometown completely broke out. They turned their heads and looked at me, bent down slightly to salute, "Immortal, thank you, we are leaving, we will definitely reincarnate as soon as possible, and let's take a look at the powerful motherland."

"Okay, the motherland will always welcome your return."

I spoke loudly, my eyes were wet when they were wet.

Then, all the wronged souls walked towards the passage in an orderly manner.

A group of unjust souls left, and the yin energy gathered around them gradually decreased. When the last unjust soul entered the passage, I made a gesture and recited a spell silently, and then closed the passage.

For these unjust souls, the ghosts below will make arrangements until I don’t have to worry about it.

However, although the soul body left this time, the corpse they left was still there.

After a person dies, a kind of evil spirit will naturally appear in the corpse. If it is less, it is nothing, but if it gathers so much, the evil spirit formed will be very strong.

The theater is no longer suitable to stay here. Even if there are no unjust souls causing trouble, if the evil spirits gather to a certain extent, new accidents will still occur if they continue to be affected.

Moreover, the bodies of these people cannot sleep like this. There must be some statements.

I got up and walked outside, opened the theater gate, and immediately saw Master Xu squatting at the door with the old man smoking anxiously.

"Master Xu, the matter has been handled. You will find a construction team tomorrow and come to decorate the theater. The main purpose is to dig up the ground in the middle of the theater auditorium, and then repair and lay the drainage facilities. After you dig something, you will call me to notify me."

"Okay, thank you sir."
Chapter completed!