Through the paper man's messaging, He Fan had already figured out the location of the second class ghost.

The second class of black-robed ghost, named Zhao Wen, has a level 4 cultivation level.

They stole buses, transported ghosts to their destinations.

Even in the middle of the night, they will wait for strangers to get on the bus. If the yang energy is not heavy, they will become their prey.

"All the arrangements of the envoys." Wang Dong said as he patted the fat flesh on his body.

"Then tomorrow, after I find their place, you will go there." He Fan said.

"Okay." Wang Dong agreed and said solemnly: "Emister, what chaos has happened in this Yin Realm? Why did so many run out of it all at once?"

In the past, when yin and yang were separated, except for the first seven and the dream, these ghosts could not be related to the world, nor could they return to the world.

But now, he just caught a lot of ghosts.

"A little trouble." He Fan said lightly: "The Yin Realm is not in chaos. If you are interested in the Yin Realm, I can take you to the Yin Realm for a while. As for whether you can come back, I don't care."

"The messenger was joking." Wang Dong shivered and laughed dryly: "I just wanted to help the messenger, so I asked casually."

He is just a low-level cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining. Once he enters the Yin Realm, let alone what to do if he meets an evil ghost. Whether he can resist the Yin Realm's Yin Realm is a problem.

He Fan thought for a while and said, "I am a little interested in you monks. The sixth level of Qi refining is equivalent to our level 6 ghost?"

"Absolutely, our nine levels of Qi refining correspond to the ninth level of ghosts, followed by the Tao base realm, and forging the Tao base, which is equivalent to a lower-class fierce ghost."

Wang Dong grinned and said, "My senior brother is at the ninth level of Qi Refining. He is just a temporary matter. He will go after the other evil monks. It will take several days to get along with me."

"How many evil monks are there in Jiangcheng this time?" He Fan asked.

"There are three people who know for the time being. After entering Jiangcheng, they fled separately. My senior brother and I could only chase each other separately." Wang Dong did not hide it and said truthfully: "I heard from the senior brother that those three evil cultivators caught a special person. I don't know how special it is."

"The three evil cultivators, one of them is the ninth level of Qi refining, and the other two are the sixth level of Qi refining."

He Fan thought in his heart and said, "Where did they come from?"

"Tianhai City is a bit far away. We took a car overnight before chasing us." Wang Dong looked at his body shape and sighed: "I have lost a lot."

He Fan: "..."

You can't tell if you lose two rounds of weight.

"See you tomorrow night, I will go back to the Yin Realm first."

He Fan said goodbye to Wang Dong and returned to Lao Li’s convenience store with the captured ghost.

As before, the cultivation of the Four Ghosts was abolished, the tattoo absorbed the ghost energy and transformed it into a warm air flow.

The cultivation level is improved again, and the last trace of ghost energy is transformed, and the cultivation level reaches the mid-stage limit of level five.

He handed over the four ghosts to Lao Li, and He Fan went home to draw the paper man.

When the ghost energy was exhausted, I did not rush to rest, but checked the news about Tianhai City.

"In Tianhai City, five people were missing, three of them fell into the river, one was crazy, and one little girl was missing."

Looking at the news reports, He Fan searched for information about the little girl.

Soon, a photo appeared, in which the little girl was wearing white clothes and her face was as pale as paper.

"Lu Yuxue, thirteen years old, was lost at Tianhai Railway Station.

If you have any insiders, please contact the court's law enforcement bureau.”

There is also some information below, which means that Lu Yuxue has a weak bone and often takes medicine when she gets sick. Her parents are extremely worried. If there are clues, there will be some thanks.

After reading this information, He Fan thought in his heart: "Can it be this little girl? No, why are those three evil cultivators arresting ordinary people for no reason? Will they also be monks?"

"Forget it, I will naturally know when I get the ghosts in Class 2 tomorrow and catch those evil cultivators."

He Fan stopped thinking about it and rested with peace of mind.

When he woke up the next day, He Fan continued to draw paper people and went to buy goods.

This time, the painting and transformation of the paper man and paper gun were completed before ten o'clock. The painting was not continued, and the ghost energy was restored.

The ghost energy recovered. He Fan changed into black clothes and left with the goods. He covered it with the ghost energy. He was fast enough to not worry about being discovered.

He came to Lao Li's convenience store and handed over the things to him.

"Today I plan to attack the second class ghost. Do you have anything to explain?" He Fan asked.

Old Li said with a serious look on his face: "Take care."

"If you don't give me two treasures, let me defend myself?" He Fan said dissatisfied.

"You have soul-detaining ropes, paper drawing techniques, and Yu Xichuan's marksmanship. What the hell is your opponent."

Old Li rolled his eyes and said unhappyly.

You are armed to your teeth, and you still need baby protection?

You are a person... no, are you a ghost?

"You may meet a cultivator." He Fan touched his chin and said, "If the other party is too powerful and I can't beat it, isn't it a bad thing?"

"Don't worry, there is a messenger standing behind you. If something really happens, the messenger will cross the Yin and Yang to save you."

Old Li waved his hand and said, "Of course, the premise is at night."

"I'll feel relieved if you say this."

He Fan was completely at ease. Even the evil cultivator at the ninth level of Qi refining would not have to worry.

The messenger shines on me!

After leaving the convenience store, He Fan took out his cell phone and called: "Wang Dong, how is your situation there?"

"It's ready and you can rush in at any time." Wang Dong whispered: "Empress, if you don't come again, the bus inside may be about to drive away. They are loading the goods now."

"Float here right away."

He Fan responded and floated away.

It's less than 11 o'clock now, and the bus is still loading.

In the central area of ​​Jiangcheng City, an abandoned warehouse, where twelve evil ghosts gather.

The black-robed ghost in Class 2 was directing three paper men to transport goods to the bus.

"Fifth brother, why don't we get more goods from the living room?"

A young man in black walked to the black-robed ghost and said somewhat dissatisfied: "I don't know if there is any such good thing next time. If you do more, we will make more money."

"Satisfied with you, I want to do more, but if you want too much at a time, it will attract the attention of the messenger and our wealth will be broken." said the ghost in black robe.

"What are you afraid of? If you want to investigate, it's He Fan, the unlucky guy in Class 10, it has nothing to do with us." The young man smiled.

"He Fan is a good partner to take the blame." The black-robed ghost smiled and his voice became low: "The ghost in Class 3 has been taken over. You should be careful recently, don't meet those two evil stars."

"That's their bad luck. Besides, we have the support of our masters, are we afraid of those two monks?" A group of ghosts said disdainfully when they heard this.

The black-robed ghost said in a deep voice: "Don't be careless. If you are confident in dealing with it, you will not run all the way here."

"Sir, too. I've been delaying for so long, and I won't hand that person over to us." A third-level ghost said in a dissatisfied manner.

The black-robed ghost shook his head and said, "They will not let go without getting enough benefits from us."

Buzz

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew on the ground, and then the golden light shone through the dark night.

"The messenger from the underworld has arrived, but the little devil is still surrendering?" An obese figure rushed out of the darkness and shouted coldly.

"Messenger? Monk?"

The twelve evil ghosts changed their faces and their eyes looked at the fat figure at the same time.

"Fatty Wang, are you from the other side?"

He Fan walked out coldly. Isn’t it a good thing to attack?
Chapter completed!