After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

But Tang Simi shook her head, pretending she didn't hear it.

"A large number of new ghosts have entered the underworld. After today, the underworld will still be busy." Xie Bi'an cupped his hands: "Miss Tang, I won't bother you anymore. I'll take everyone back."

"Wait a minute," Tang Simi said.

She raised her head and looked to the sky.

There seemed to be a black energy hidden in the thunderclouds in the sky that belonged to Yinmen.

Tang Simi asked: "Did you investigate the broken Yin Gate in Haicheng last time?"

"There are ghosts at work." Xie Bi'an said.

Tang Simi: "That ghost, have you solved it yet?"

Xie Bi'an nodded: "That is in the [-]th floor of hell. There has been a thorn head for a long time. Apart from designing this thing, that ghost has another thing."

Xie Bi'an felt that there was no need to hide this matter from Tang Simi: "In addition to breaking open the gate of ghosts, that ghost was also the culprit of abduction and trafficking of female ghosts in the ghost world last time."

"It's a thousand-year-old ghost king. It has no other advantages, but it has lived for a long time and knows many people. When the ghost guards caught him and wanted to take him to the eighteenth floor of hell, he ran away."

"It's fine for him to run away by himself. He also found a few acquaintances and set up a criminal gang."

Tang Simi frowned slightly, she thought for a moment: "Have you wiped out that criminal gang?"

Xie Bi'an said, "No."

Tang Simi knew, "Because he is the king of ghosts for thousands of years, he has no courage to fight against the underworld. The underworld is powerful. It is a normal ghost, and it will throw rats."

"Miss Tang doesn't know something." When Xie Bi'an said this, he looked as if his tongue had been bitten by a cat, his face was solemn, and his brows were tightly frowned. Tang Simi was right, even with the strength of the ghost king, she didn't have the guts to fight against the underworld.

And when they caught the ghost king, the ghost king took everything and then blew himself up.

Tang Simi said: "They are all ghost kings now. If you continue to practice and get a part-time job in the underworld, won't you earn more than abducting and selling women?"

Although Xie Bi'an disagreed, recently the underworld government is also rectifying the low-level ghosts who have never been recovered.

But what Tang Simi said was the truth.

"He still has some accomplices, I'll send someone to interrogate him right now." Xie Bi'an said.

Tang Simi slightly narrowed her eyes, "The vulva is wrong."

In the Fragrant Cloud Mountain, a thick black air suddenly emerged from the opened Yin Gate.

In the billowing black air, something was moving.

Tang Simi took a closer look, and found that they were ghosts with painful faces.

Those things are no longer ghosts, but ghosts.

I don't know what kind of torture caused them to lose their original human shape.

There was a ghost scream, and the ears and eyes of those who heard it hurt.

"Ordinary people, all those who die will go down the mountain." Tang Simi said.

Tang Simi looked down on any onmyoji from the bottom of her heart, and Tu Yumen's strength was nothing more than playing tricks in her eyes.

But what comes out of the vulva now is different.

As Tang Simi said, she bit her fingertips and walked towards Yan Hebai.

She took Yan Hebai's hand and drew a blood curse on the back of his hand.

It really signed Yan Hebai.

Originally, Izumo invited her to Haicheng to treat Yan Hebai's illness, and she accepted Yan Hebai's house as a reward.

Later, on the way, Tang Simi blocked the vagina and died.

When he returned to Haicheng, he met Yan Hebai who was in danger.

Tang Simi drew a blood curse, and Yan Hebai signed the check to her.

After all, Tang Simi saved Yan Hebai's life, but received an extra check from Yan Hebai.

"If something attacks you, this arm of yours can save your life." Tang Simi instructed, "This blood curse is thousands of times better than the one I gave you earlier. You must not Spend it."

Tang Simi's exhortations were attentive, and she also hoped that Yan Hebai could listen attentively.

With so many things added together, Tang Simi could still feel that Yan Hebai was different.

No matter whether he is coveted by others, even if he saves the common people from life to life, he may not be able to accumulate good luck and purple energy.

Or he secretly changed the fate of the third lady, and people of Bai Wuchang's level in the underworld never bothered.

And those, one after another regarding Yan Hebai's incident.

If Yan Hebai had nothing special, Tang Simi wouldn't believe it.

"Follow them down the mountain and go home," Tang Simi said.

Seeing that something was about to emerge from the vulva.

They wanted to go down the mountain, but they made it past Tang Simi's test.

Even if Tang Simi is fully prepared, she still thinks of Yan Hebai, who can have a chance of survival.

"Near the villa, I have set up an enchantment. Ordinary little ghosts can't break in, and they can't find your existence."

As Tang Simi spoke, a seemingly endless note was pulled out from the palm of her hand.

Yan Hebai agreed: "Okay, I'll go down the mountain right now."

In the yin gate, the surging black mist covered the mountain depression bit by bit, and the note released by Tang Simi almost surrounded the entire mountain in this area.

The moment the paper formed the formation, it turned into little people.

The little people gradually surrounded the whole mountain.

Like soldiers patrolling with guns, they never let out a single fly.

"Ling Hua, take Zhang Huaizhen to rest."

Ling Hua nodded, Zhang Huaizhen was covered in blood, but he didn't want to leave.

But when Ling Hua came to help him, he just stood still, looking at Tang Simi's back.

He looked at the back several times before he was willing to leave.

He no longer has the strength to lift the mahogany sword with his face, and now he is still here, just looking for death.

It is also a drag on Tang Simi.

Zhang Huaizhen was supported by Ling Hua and turned around, and at a glance, he saw Yan Hebai who was descending the mountain surrounded by bodyguards in the distance.

Tang Simi just gave an order, and he immediately went down the mountain on his own initiative, without any intention of staying.

Maybe this is why Yan Hebai likes Tang Simi more than him.

He took Tang Simi's words too much as a golden rule.

And Tang Simi is always weird and surprising.

Zhang Huai really thought about it, if he was Tang Simi, he seemed to like Yan Hebai more.

There were ghostly screams in the black mist one after another.

Izumo sighed deeply, as if he wanted to raise his heart and press it back: "Didn't it be agreed just now? Today there will be no ghosts coming out of the vulva."

"It's true that I was wrong." Tang Simi waited sternly.

"There are not so many ghosts in the underworld." Xie Bi'an said, those ghosts on the list have been arranged to practice in each of the hells, and there is absolutely no ability to escape by themselves.

Tang Simi said: "I just asked, have you investigated the culprit of the broken vagina?"

Xie Bi'an frowned. The culprit, after being caught, blew himself up. None of his accomplices escaped, and they all stayed at the place where the eldest brother died, crying into tears.

Xie Bi'an originally thought of them as brothers, but now it seems that there is something hidden in it.

The black mist finally came to the Taoist temple and slowly spread into the arena.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"woo woo woo woo……"

Those emotions of joy and sorrow, madness or silence, have been produced alternately in the black mist.

Tang Simi held the mourning stick in her hand, and she weighed it up: "This thing is still useful for fighting ghosts."

Xie Bi'an smiled.

Tang Simi said, "Where's your mourning stick?"

Xie Bi'an said, "The one in your hand is me."

Tang Simi herself didn't know that her specifications in the underworld were golden shackles and silver locks, bull's head and horse face, and black and white impermanence, all of which needed to be avoided.

Therefore, the mourning sticks used by Tang Simi are all top-notch.