Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

A golden light burst out from the center of the compass.

The dead souls didn't have time to react, they just felt as if they were frozen in ice and couldn't move anymore.

With that golden light falling.

clap clap clap!
There was a crackling sound, and the six immobile dead souls stared at their big, terrified eyes amidst the sound of the explosion, and instantly turned into ashes.

Yes, that's right!
The six dead souls all turned into fly ash and completely disappeared in this world that did not belong to them.

The world is still bright and bright, but they seem to have never been there before.

Han Feng didn't just kill any ghost.

It is really that the system is hungry and does not choose what to eat, and the surrounding evil spirit is soaring, the system is hungry and thirsty.

The temptation is constant.

Of course, the yin-yang compass on Han Feng's body can distinguish the level of dead souls.

The dead souls caught by Han Feng just now are all Class A ghost criminals in the underworld.

According to the following regulations, the dead souls of their level are not eligible to go to the underworld for festivals.

Those few are purely fooled.

Therefore, if you die, you will die, and when the time comes to face the number of books, you will not find any clues.

After digesting and absorbing the evil spirit of the six dead souls just now, Han Feng has returned to the gate of Yizhuang.

As soon as he came back, he saw two furtive figures standing at the door of the house.

"who!"

The night was too heavy, and Han Feng couldn't see clearly.

But they could vaguely see the shadows of the two reflected on the ground through the moonlight.

Explain that they are human beings and not ghosts.

This shout made the two people tremble in fright, and the guilty two held their chests and gasped for breath.

"Junior brother, what's the name of your ghost in the middle of the night! If you scare us to death, you won't have any senior brother!"

Wen Cai has the audacity to say such a thing.

Han Feng sneered, "Cut, it doesn't matter if you are a brother like you, you know how to cause trouble all day long!"

"Hey? You brat, why are you talking to senior brother!"

Han Feng didn't bother to talk to the two of them at all, and walked into the yard on his own.

"Instead of hiding at the door, you two, you might as well go in and confess to the master for mercy."

The two looked at each other and had no choice but to follow in.

Han Feng walked in front, and Qiu Shengwen followed behind.

With a creak, the two wooden doors were pushed open.

The house was eerily quiet.

Take a closer look, boy!I saw Uncle Jiu sitting on the main seat, with two ghost servants sitting on both sides below.

This, this, this... Isn't this the four ghosts? !

The scalps of the three brothers went numb, and Han Feng felt goosebumps on his arms.

But in the end, it was a person who had been to the underworld, and quickly adjusted his state.

Qiusheng and Wencai were different. The two felt very guilty after doing something wrong, and hid behind Han Feng, swallowing nervously.

Beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.

Seeing this, Han Feng instantly understood what was going on.

Isn't this just that children are greedy for fun, and people come to find their parents? !

When the four ghost messengers saw Wencai and Qiusheng, they turned their heads in unison and stared at them with cold eyes.

Seeing Qiu Sheng's literary talent, I can't wait to find a hole in the ground and get in.

Han Feng saw that Uncle Jiu was in charge, and knew that there was some discussion on this matter, so nothing would go wrong.

Turning around, I couldn't help molesting the two senior brothers, "Senior brother, why didn't you say hello to these four ghost messengers? Didn't you kindly send yellow talismans to the four ghost messenger brothers just now?"

Han Feng looked like he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Qiusheng and Wencai knew that they had caused a catastrophe.

He lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything.

Waiting for Uncle Jiu to deal with it.

as predicted.

The four ghost messengers suddenly spoke, but what they said was all nonsense.

People can't understand it at all.

When he opened his mouth, there was a babble, it was so ugly.

The sound was even worse than the birdsong.

Han Feng didn't know if Jiu Shu understood or not, anyway, he didn't understand a sentence.

The ghost messengers are wearing the work uniforms of the underworld, with official hats that look like people from the Qing Dynasty, and even long braids hanging down their backs.

Red makeup was applied to the bloodless face, and the mouth was chattering, looking very strange.

Han Feng looked at Uncle Jiu, wondering how Uncle Jiu would talk to these ghost messengers for a while.

I saw that Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, and his tone was slightly flattering, "Four ghost messengers, this incident was all caused by my two apprentices' playfulness, and I guarantee that none of the dead souls who let go will be killed." Catch all the bad ones."

"In addition, I will personally write a letter to the following to explain the situation, how about it?"

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, the four ghost messengers looked at Uncle Jiu in confusion.

What did you say?I don't seem to understand.

"Master." Han Feng reminded Uncle Jiu, "You speak human language, how can they understand it!"

Uncle Jiu suddenly realized, "Oh! Sorry, do it again!"

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Jiu picked up a black object from the table, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

Soon, Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, and the same sound as those ghost messengers came out of his throat.

Han Feng looked curiously at the conversation between Uncle Jiu and the ghost, as if he had never seen the world before.

But it was just to watch the excitement. Of course, Han Feng couldn't understand a word of what they said.

However, it is not difficult for Han Feng to deduce from Uncle Jiu's facial expression.

Uncle Jiu frowned sometimes, and sometimes relaxed his brows. After a quarter of an hour of communication like this, there was finally a result.

Before Han Feng could ask, all of a sudden, the four ghost messengers disappeared from their seats in an instant.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

It disappeared without a trace.

"Master, what did you just say..."

Before Han Feng could finish asking, Uncle Jiu jumped up from his chair, picked up the broom next to him, angrily pushed Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to the ground, and beat them up.

After the beating, he sat back in the chair out of breath.

"You two little bastards, you really have the guts of a bear, you dare to provoke the ghosts of the underworld, you have caused a big disaster! Do you know!"

"If you hadn't negotiated with them for the teacher just now, you still have the opportunity to kneel here?"

It could be seen that Uncle Jiu was really angry this time.

As a celestial master and the underworld's underwriter, Uncle Jiu would occasionally help the subordinates with some things, but they always helped the subordinates. Fortunately, his own people actually played tricks on the subordinates.

And let go of so many lonely ghosts.

It's no wonder Uncle Jiu isn't angry!

But anger is anger, things have already happened, and it is useless to be angry again.

The most urgent task is to solve the problem.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Han Feng looked at Uncle Jiu.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu's face was clouded with gloom, he was about to cry, but he let out a sigh after thinking about it for a while.

"This matter is of great importance. Those lonely ghosts have lost control in Yangjian. If they harm someone, they will be in trouble!"

"What we have to do now is to catch all those ghosts back as soon as possible!"

Hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Qiusheng and Wencai looked sad, as if they would just kill me and forget it.

"Master, there are so many ghosts, where are we going to catch them!"

"Besides, those dead souls have disappeared early now, and we can't find them, so how can we catch them!"

Realizing that they had caused a catastrophic disaster, Qiusheng and Wencai felt no regrets now.

But things have come to this, they don't want to be caught by ghost messengers.

Looking at Uncle Jiu bitterly, "Master, please think of a way!"

Uncle Jiu looked at these two troublemakers and became very angry.

He didn't bother to talk to them at all, and greeted Han Feng, "Afeng, come! Help build the altar!"