My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

He took out the bamboo slips from the box, walked straight into the hall, and then the door was tightly closed.

Sitting on the futon, he unfolded the incomplete bamboo slips, and then frowned:

Because he doesn't know a word.

Feeling:

No culture is terrible.

As a last resort, he put it in his sleeves, walked out of the hall, and was about to leave.

The female ghost in red asked:

"Isn't Lord Yinshen going to stay in the Yinshen Temple?"

"Don't worry, wait for me"

"Yes."

Lin Xiang walked outside the temple and saw a person waiting quietly at the door.

"Congratulations to Lord Yinshen for being conferred by the imperial court. From then on, the world is at ease."

"Who are you?"

"I am Jingtai, the elder of Misty Mountain, and I am here to invite Lord Yinshen, and I will come to the Treasure Appreciation Conference in three days."

"Not interested in."

Jingtai probably didn't expect that Lin Xiang would directly refuse, and it wasn't a polite refusal, and he didn't change his face at all.

But thinking of the achievements of this lord Yinshen, he could only smile apologetically, not daring to get angry.

"Master Yin God. After three days, the Yin Gods from other places will also come."

"Oh!"

The man immediately threw the invitation in his hand to Lin Xiang.

As for why he didn't hand it over to Lin Xiang himself, of course he has his own thoughts.

I want to test the strength of this Lord Yin God.

After all, hearing is believing, seeing is believing.

The stickers flew in front of Lin Xiang, became soft like leaves, and unfolded slowly.

After Lin Xiang glanced at it:

"I'll go if it's okay."

Jingtai's shock at the moment is beyond words.

Even relying on momentum alone can turn his temptation into invisible.

Much stronger than the previous one.

"Farewell."

After watching him leave, Lin Xiang called out the wooden ox, sat on it and headed for Yunzhou.

As for the Treasure Appreciation Conference, Lin Xiang was a little interested.

It's not that they are interested in their baby, but in the leader of the Infernal Cultist.

After all, with his eyes and ears now, Guang didn't even have any clues.

After he left Changmen, Jianning received the news.

Sitting on the throne, she felt extremely melancholy.

Originally, she planned to take the opportunity to lead troops into the Yinshen Mansion, but she encountered resistance. Now that the Yinshen had warned her, she didn't dare to do anything wrong again.

But…….

The door was pushed open, and Jianning shouted:

"Didn't you say that no one would bother me?"

"What a great temper."

After Jianning heard the voice, he raised his head, and when he saw the middle-aged man, he immediately stood up.

"How did you come?"

"Of course I came to get that thing."

"I didn't get it. The Yin God has arrived, and I can no longer approach the Yin God Temple."

The middle-aged man's face gradually turned grim, and the room was filled with blood.

Jianning swallowed his saliva, cooperating with this kind of person is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger.

I regret it, but there is nothing I can do now.

"Beastmaster. There is one thing you need to understand. Although I agreed to your cooperation, it turns out that Master Yinshen killed people, and you did nothing."

The Beastmaster gradually withdrew his blood.

"What's more, can you kill Zhanlai? I doubt it."

"It's true that I can't kill Zhan Kai, but I can kill you."

"Killing my Yin God will give you a reason to enter the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

The Beastmaster frowned.

He was indeed afraid of Lin Xiang, that's why he cooperated with Jianning.

But not only did he fail to achieve his goal, he was even a bit wary, so he was very upset.

"I'm afraid the Yin God has already taken that item, and I can't get it anymore."

"what?"

The beast king asked sharply:

"It's already dead. The only people who know about it are you, me, and the living dead man from the Yin Corpse Sect. How could he know? Unless."