I burned a soul-chasing talisman and turned it into water. Han Xin and his daughter poured it into Han’s father. When the water was exposed to the ghost pill, I hurriedly recited a spell, pinching my fingers in my hand and pointing outward. The unconscious Han father immediately burped and spit out a green air, floating outward.

When Mother Han saw this, her heart was hanging straight down and she looked at us nervously.

Qingyan headed towards the southern area, and I hurriedly followed, while the fat man took care of the Han family. Yuwei went back to school to check what happened to Teacher Zhang.

Teacher Zhang left too inexplicably. We knew him too much and didn't believe that he really left because of an urgent matter at home.

Qingyan was moving slowly in the air. I seemed to be following leisurely. It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning and the street was very quiet. After passing through a few streets, Qingyan floated towards the dense alleys.

I was dizzy in the alley like a spider. I could clearly see the road conditions with Qingyan, but the alley here was too complicated. I was just wandering around and had no choice but to control Qingyan's speed.

This urban area is much older than the old neighborhoods in the North District. The buildings inside are dilapidated and most of them have become dangerous houses.

When I walked on the road, I encountered many lonely ghosts, floating in the dark alleys and under the eaves. However, most of these ghosts were not aggressive and were the most ordinary wild ghosts. I ignored them, and these things were also avoiding me from afar.

Qingyan stopped far away above the end of the dilapidated house area, and I moved and accelerated my pace.

Bypassing two winding alleys, there were a slightly newer old house, about four or five buildings. The houses were planted with willows and arranged in a strange shape.

The blue smoke kept hovering over the room, losing its direction and unable to enter it. In the sky, there was a black fog that was particularly darker than other places, and no matter how the night wind blew, it remained unmoved.

"Ghost Formation?"

I was amazed. I didn't expect that in such a corner, I could still encounter the ghost formation. It seems that the guy who can condense the ghost pill must be here.

However, even if this soul-chasing talisman is just a yellow talisman, not all ghost formations can stop it.

My eyes were bright, and two golden lights spurted out faintly. The green smoke paused, but suddenly it quickly plunged into the ghost formation like taking medicine.

After Qingyan entered, my sky eyes moved slightly and instantly understood the situation inside.

Among these willow trees that are made into ghost formations, several of them are particularly lush, but they are full of yin energy. The lush branches float in the night wind, which is particularly terrifying. Each of these trees has a hanged ghost, including men, women, young and old, all of them are very ferocious. They all die very fiercely, with a very strong resentment, and the number reaches as many as seven.

I gasped. These unjust souls must have been residents nearby. I don’t know what happened here before, but such a large-scale hang would occur.

Several houses in the ghost formation were occupied by people. It was so late that these families did not rest all. Among them, Yi's family was still kneading. It seemed that they were peddlers who were preparing breakfast ingredients the next day.

The other two have rested, and the dim lights are still on.

Next to the window, a middle-aged woman with gray temples was still sewing some of the small dolls that were popular before with her eyes closed. Her eyes were obviously blind, and her face and eyelids were covered with scars, which looked like burns. But she always smiled, raised her head from time to time, and looked around her.

Although I can't see it, the sewn doll is very exquisite. It seems that this aunt has been doing this for many years and has become extremely familiar with it for a long time. She can do it with her fingers.

At this moment, the needle and thread in her hand disappeared, and she immediately handed over a piece of needle and thread. She said thank you in a hoarse voice.

Yi's little hand, which was pitch black and ghostly, appeared in the window. The little ghost's hand was holding the empty needle handed by the aunt.

After Qingyan found the ghost hand, she quietly floated into the window. The little ghost immediately became alert, jumped over and floated out of the window.

Suddenly, the entire ghost gust was filled with wind, and the branches on the willows were like demons dancing, flying in the air with a whirlwind sound.

This momentum was completely beyond the abilities of this low-level ghost formation, and even I was a little scared.

"Who is it!"

A sharp ghost sounded in the open space among several houses. The ghost formation suddenly opened completely. An unlucky drunken ghost was sucked in by the ghost formation. After seeing several hanged ghosts, he was so scared that he almost lost his soul.

"It's not you!" The sharp voice was a little angry, and it was obvious that the drunkard was not the one who used the soul-chasing talisman.

I flashed and entered the ghost formation. The little ghost who seemed to be no more than nine years old looked at me fearfully, but the ghost's eyes were full of stubbornness and hostility.

I was a little surprised. I never expected that the one who left the ghost pill in the Han family would be a little ghost who had died for no more than ten years. Moreover, the ghost was wrinkled and dark, covered in blood and corpse oil on his face, and his eyes had disappeared long ago, as if he had been burned to death when he died!

The flesh and blood on the eyes and nose and mouth were burned to the point where only a few hideous black scars were left, revealing the shiny ghost teeth with their mouths. In the cold middle of the night, it looked particularly vulnerable. The body was even more miserable, and the thigh bones even exposed the blackened bones.

"Ghost! Help!" The drunk man was so scared that he twitched and almost was scared to death. I hurriedly patted the formation on him. The guy fell asleep, but his face still had a panic expression, obviously he was scared.

"Husband, is it him?" Yu Wei suddenly appeared behind me. I was surprised. I didn't understand how she knew I was here, but now is not the time to ask these questions.

"Who are you? Why do you follow me?" the little ghost shouted, urging the ghost formation again to attack us.

"Hohoho" the hanged ghosts suddenly flew towards me, and they all stretched their usual tongues to try to wrap around Yuwei and me.

I snorted coldly, took out the Thunder Sword, and cut off the tongues of these hanged ghosts in two swishes, threw a few yellow talismans, and called out casually. The hanged ghosts were all trapped in the air, revealing their pale faces and looking at me in horror.

"Why do you want to trouble us? I have never harmed anyone!" The little ghost obviously didn't expect that I could solve a few unjust deceased people in an instant. He was also a little timid and floated back to the window, and wanted to protect the expression of the aunt inside.

"Didn't harm anyone? How did the male master of the Han family know about life and death? Whose ghost is from?" I rolled my eyes. This little ghost is really good at talking lies with his eyes open.

"That's him who deserves to die! He deserves to die!" When the little ghost heard that his father Han was crazy, his face became even more ferocious, and he kept twisting and squirming, completely restoring his appearance when he was burned to death. Even I felt a little depressed when I saw it. This way of death was too tragic. Moreover, listening to the little ghost's words, it seemed that there was something inside of this matter.
Chapter completed!