Zombie World: Helping the World

Qin Song left the mountain pass and went all the way to Qingshui Town.

After the fight just now, Qin Song had roughly estimated that the ghost's strength was definitely not inferior to his own, so Qin Song didn't continue to entangle with it.

And this time point is after Zi Shi, when the yin energy between heaven and earth is the thickest, and the blessing for ghosts is also the greatest.

It is really unwise for Qin Song to rush down to fight on the territory it has occupied for many years.

"I don't know why there is such a vicious ghost in a place like this. I'll discuss with my brother how to get rid of it later, and I'd better go to Hualan's house to have a look."

Qin Song flew all the way to Qingshui Town.

Soon Qin Song arrived at the address Hualan mentioned earlier.

After the tragic death of their master in the mansion, they never dared to turn off the lights at night. They kept the candles lit all night for fear of any accidents happening again.

After Qin Song knocked on the door, he sent a greeting card explaining his intentions.

Qiusheng followed Hualan to the front door to pick up Qin Song.

Qin Song clasped fists with Hualan and said, "Mrs. Lan, it's really disturbing me to come so late. I really don't have time during the day, please forgive me."

Hualan immediately waved her hand and said, "Master Qin, you'll be offended if you say this, it's okay. You can come over to our house anytime."

Hualan was wearing a plain white nightgown, looking at Qin Song with something more in her eyes than before.

After Qin Song smiled, he said to Qiu Sheng beside him, "Qiu Sheng, after you came here last night, you didn't find any accidents, right?"

Qiu Sheng shook his head like a rattle and said, "Master Uncle, after I came here yesterday, everything went on as usual. It was very peaceful and nothing happened."

Qin Song nodded and said, "If that's the case, that's great."

"Madam Lan, please take us into the room of Da Furen to have a look."

Madam Lan nodded and said, "Okay."

Immediately, Mrs. Lan led the way.

Mrs. Lan twisted her slender waist gracefully and walked in front, staring at Qiu Sheng who was beside her.

Qiu Sheng whispered to Qin Song who was beside him: "Master Uncle, when I came last night, she didn't walk like this yet."

"Uncle, why did you even change your walking posture when you came to Mrs. Lan? Is it because you are so attractive?"

Qin Song slapped Qiusheng on the forehead and said, "Noisy! Why are you so poor now?"

"Ms. Lan has already paid for it, so please pay attention to what you say!"

Mrs. Lan in the front heard Qin Song lecturing Qiu Sheng in the back, and couldn't help covering her mouth with a handkerchief and laughing.

Qin Song followed Mrs. Lan through the corridor, and came to a simple and spacious wing room.

Mrs. Lan pointed to the door in front of her and said, "Tianshi Qin, here we are. This is the room of the eldest lady Li Yinghan."

Upon hearing this, Qin Song nodded to Mrs. Lan, and moved closer.

A strong resentment rushed directly to Qin Song's altar.

Qin Song's Lingtai shook, and the resentment was naturally shaken away.

Qin Song frowned and said, "The resentment is quite deep."

"I don't know what happened to this big lady before her life."

Qin Song stepped forward, tore off the seal, and then slowly opened the door.

I saw a gust of wind blowing in the room, which immediately dropped the temperature at the door by a few degrees.

A white shadow flashed across the room, and Qin Song's sharp eyes captured this scene.

Qin Song's expression became serious, and he turned his head and asked, "Hua Lan, what day is your master's death today?"

Hua Lan suddenly panicked, looked at Qin Song and said, "Today is... counting, it should be the seventh day!"

Qin Song's pupils dilated suddenly, and said, "So! Today is the first seven days!"

"Today is the night of his return!"

Qin Song looked into the room with a solemn expression.

Qin Song said: "Your master didn't walk smoothly, but died suddenly. I don't know if he will have resentment and turn into a ghost."

"Ah? Turn into a ghost?" Hualan took out a handkerchief and covered her mouth and said, she was really a little scared now.

If Qin Song and Qiu Sheng, the two Taoist priests of the Maoshan Taoist sect, were not by her side, she might have moved out immediately.

Qin Song said: "Madam Lan, you don't have to worry, Qiusheng and I are here, plus the three talismans in your arms are enough to keep you safe and sound."

"If your master comes back, I can borrow some spells and ask him."

Hualan was about to cry, and said, "Master Qin Tian, ​​I don't think...don't."

Qin Song said: "Mrs. Lan, it's okay, we will do these things. You should go back earlier."

Hualan said in a crying voice: "I... I dare not go back alone, I am afraid, I am afraid that the master will come looking for me."

Qin Song frowned, shook his head and looked at Qiusheng beside him and said, "Qiusheng, send Madam Lan back."

Qiu Sheng hurriedly said, "Okay, Uncle Qin, I'll send Mrs. Lan back right away."

Qin Song continued to order: "You just stand guard outside Madam Lan's door. Once Madam Lan has any orders, you rush in immediately."

"Mrs. Lan, don't change your clothes when you sleep tonight, so as not to cause any other accidents."

Hualan immediately nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, and asked Qiu Sheng who was beside her to take her back to the room.

At this time, Qin Song felt a gust of wind coming from the door, then lit the divine fire, and walked in.

As soon as the divine fire appeared on Qin Song's body, it immediately suppressed all the Yin energy in the room.

Then Qin Song began to search along this large wing room.

Everything looked like it had been cleaned, and the tables, chairs and benches were spotless.

But Qin Song could feel strong resentment and a faint smell of blood.

When Qin Song turned to the bed, he didn't see anything unusual.

Qin Song said to himself, "It's strange, what's going on?"

Qin Song could feel a ghostly aura. He knew that there must be a ghost in this room, but he didn't know where it was.

"By the way, I'm so stupid!" Qin Song said, patting himself on the head.

Qin Song was not born with yin and yang eyes, so he couldn't see ghosts directly. He had to use willow leaves dipped in rootless water to see them.

Qin Song immediately took out two willow leaves from his bosom, dipped them in rootless water, and wiped his eyes.

Just after Qin Song wiped his eyes with willow leaves, he just turned around and saw a woman in white hanging from the beam.

A white silk several feet long was hooked around her neck, hanging her up in the air.

At this time, the woman's tongue was sticking out, and a pair of pure white eyes without pupils looked straight at Qin Song.

Qin Song's face changed when he saw this, before he could move.

There was a strange cry in the woman's throat, and she had already jumped off the beam and rushed towards Qin Song.