From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

When the Eighth Master and his companions heard Bai Wuchang's miserable cries, they felt as if there were ghost sounds around their ears and an uncomfortable feeling came over them.

They were originally mortals, and when they encountered the Yin messenger, they were exposed to the Yin energy, which harmed their bodies. They would probably fall seriously ill when they returned.

Now I hear the ghost cry again, I’m afraid my ears and brain must be injured.

"Stop." Zhang Qiling stopped Bai Wuchang's crying with a cold voice. If he continued to cry, the people around him would have to go back to the underworld with Bai Wuchang tonight.

Bai Wuchang also knew that he had accidentally hurt a living person, and his pale face was now sweating with fear. It was over. Accidentally hurting a mortal would reduce his good deeds, and he would be sentenced and punished later.

"Little brother, why are you looking at this pretty boy? Look at my mount, it can come to my door by itself." Mo Jiu became unhappy when he saw Zhang Qiling looking at the two ghosts on the ground.

What's so good about the bad guy who wants to steal his spiritual fruit?

The white tiger, with its head tucked into its belly, would definitely shout out its innocence if it could speak at this moment. The temptation of Mo Jiu's spiritual fruit was beyond the ability of a mortal beast like it to resist. Didn't it see that the Black and White Impermanence were also lured over?

Heibai Wuchang was also regretting at this moment, wondering why he couldn't resist the scent of spiritual power and rushed to grab it like a madman! It was simply like an old man hanging himself!

"Are these two ghosts also mounts?" Zhang Qiling asked.

When Master Ba heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched violently. What kind of living gods are these two from Master Fo's family? They can even catch the legendary Black and White Impermanence.

"It's ugly. No." Mo Jiu shook his head wildly in disgust.

"Is it really the Black and White Impermanence?" Zhang Rishan felt that his worldview needed to be rebuilt. He knew that there were evil creatures such as zombies and puppets in the fight, but the Black and White Impermanence was too...

"How could the Black and White Impermanence really exist?" Yin Xingyue shouted in disbelief with her eyes closed, but was too scared to turn around and look.

The two ghosts, Black and White Impermanence, who are tied up like dumplings: I have appeared in front of you, how could it be fake?

"Roar!" Mo Jiu mischievously leaned close to Yin Xingyue's ear and scared her.

"Ah~"

"You'll know if you try touching them."

"Young senior, Xingyue is timid." Zhang Qishan looked at Mo Jiu's intimidating look, and hurriedly hugged Yin Xingyue tightly, then looked at his own clan leader. Should he not care?

Zhang Qiling silently turned his head away and ignored his gesture. He couldn't do anything about it.

"Young Prince, please let us go! We are in a hurry to send the souls back!" Hei Wuchang begged for mercy with a crying and laughing face.

"No." Mo Jiu shook his head. What he caught was his trophy. In the prehistoric world, the defeated tribes became food.

These two were the first food he caught himself, but they looked a bit ugly and he didn’t know what they tasted like.

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu squatted in front of the Black and White Impermanence, looking at them with glowing eyes filled with greed.

The Black and White Impermanence felt like a dish on the table when they were looked at by him. They couldn't help but tremble in fear. The Qilin mythical beast eats ghosts? Never heard of it!

They kept hoping that their superiors would find out that they did not return on time and would think they had deserted their posts and bring the ghost messenger to catch them.

"Can you roast ghosts?"

For a moment, everyone thought their ears were broken.

When asked, Zhang Rishan was unable to describe his feelings at this time.

"I can't bake it."

"Chickens can be roasted, so why can't they? Are they going to eat them raw?" Mo Jiu frowned. His elder brother didn't allow him to eat raw meat.

Zhang Qiling finally reacted after hesitating for a while. Why did Mo Jiu tie up the two ghost officials and bring them back? Was he treating them as his food?

"Dirty. You'll get a stomachache." Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand and pulled him away from the Black and White Impermanence, fearing that he would be greedy and could not help but swallow them himself.

"Your Highness, we are not delicious. We have no meat, but soul bodies."

"Your Highness, we can't eat. We are wrong. Please let us go."

"Fellow Daoist, please help us. We were lured here by the fragrance of the fruit. We dare not be rude to the young prince."

"Yes, yes! Fellow Daoist, please help us."

For a moment, the two ghosts were so scared that they almost lost their souls and anxiously asked Zhang Qiling for help.

Mr. Ba and Zhang Rishan leaned against each other and were also frightened by Mo Jiu's naive words. They were both smart people and naturally knew that all this was not an illusion, so it could only be true.

"They have spiritual power." Mo Jiu was a little confused. Why couldn't they be eaten?

"I ate but didn't help Him." Zhang Qiling touched his head and explained.

With the current ability of the tomb-robbing Heavenly Dao, it is already a difficult task to raise a few ghost messengers to maintain the operation of the world's reincarnation. If they are really swallowed by the little Qilin's greed, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Heavenly Dao to create two more Black and White Impermanence.

By then, he and Mo Jiu might have to help capture Ding and deal with the wandering souls, which is not cost-effective.

After hearing this, Mo Jiu lowered his head dejectedly. He had thought that he would be able to eat a spirit that even his father had never seen tonight.

"Let them hunt some wild animals for you and bring them back to compensate you."

Although Mo Jiu was unhappy when he heard this, he didn't want to give in to his greed and cause trouble for his Tiandao father.

After being untied, the Black and White Impermanence hurriedly thanked Zhang Qiling and Mo Jiu, and disappeared without looking back.

"My game." Mo Jiu didn't stop them from leaving, but reminded them by biting his little white teeth.

How could the Black and White Impermanence dare to forget? They searched the mountain in the middle of the night, catching game to feed the little Qilin, so that he would not be obsessed with them again.