After the ghost king was sealed

Somewhere on the outskirts of the imperial capital stood an Eight Immortals Table.

There are some tributes and an old-fashioned cheongsam on the table, and the cheongsam has a birthday written on it.

On a bench by the table sat a man covered in fog.

The man opened and closed his lips quickly, chanting a spell silently.

Along with the spell, streams of dark wind arose from the cheongsam on the table of the Eight Immortals, circled and flew to the distant sky, and rushed out of the glass window of Du Dongyan's living room!

The ghost king waved his sleeves, and the circling wind was swallowed by the silver dragon.

Immediately afterwards, the thin silver thunder and lightning, which was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, slammed across the dark wind and slammed on the man wrapped in the black mist. The man in the black mist became unsteady and fell off the bench.

Immediately afterwards, another thunderbolt followed, and the ghost king came stepping on the thunderbolt, stood in the void, and looked at the embarrassed man on the ground.

It was a middle-aged man with an unremarkable appearance.

The ghost king looked at the clothes on the man: "From the Xuan sect?"

Men don't speak.

The ghost king frowned: "Who is the master of your organization?"

The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed: "I'm not those soft bastards in front, I won't betray my master after being whipped a few times!"

The Ghost King squinted his eyes: "Oh...the few in front are also from the Mysterious Sect. Since you all come from the same faction, I have every reason to suspect that the Mysterious Sect is a gathering place for anti-social celestial masters and should be exterminated."

man"……"

Really, unreasonable!

Ghost King: "Tell me, who is the anti-social celestial master of your Xuan sect? If you don't tell me, you will be sent by Zhu Quan."

The man glared at the ghost king angrily, and finally let out a sigh of relief: "Second senior brother... that's all I know, and my mission is arranged by the second senior brother."

"The Xuandi murder was planned by your second brother?"

Man: "Yes."

"Nine lives, you also participated?"

"Yes."

Ghost King: "Is this old woman refining corpses?"

Man: "Second senior brother asked me to use the old lady's soul to form a formation."

"Where's your second senior brother?"

"There are frequent strange cases in Xigan, so I went to Xigan in the afternoon."

A thumb-thick purple electric dragon flashed, circled around the ghost king's puppet for a circle, and suddenly struck the top of the man's head.

The electric dragon destroyed all the way, directly shattering the heart.

The man vanished instantly.

The ghost king let go of his hand, and the moon was bright and the stars were sparse in the sky.

Back in the house, feeling warm.

The person with the Imperius Curse died, and the figure of the old lady on the other end of the Jade Sacrifice Soul-binding rope became transparent all of a sudden.

The ghost king said: "I didn't control my strength well, I turned into ashes, but before I became ashes, I confessed that the second senior brother asked him to do it."

Jade Sacrifice: "Ning Guxuan? Sure enough."

He was involved in the murder case and the corpse refining in the village.

Yuji flicked the soul rope.

Now there is another reason to go to Xuanshan.

Han Yuke: "What did our second senior brother do?"

Yuji suddenly turned to look at the Han brothers.

There are two ready-made Xuan family disciples here.

Han Yuke felt cold behind his back, and took a step back: "Yuji, what do you want to do? Now is a society ruled by law. If you commit murder and break the law, you will be shot!"

Ghost King: "There is no life on these two people, and there is no evil spirit of death, but there is a sense of stupidity."

Yu Ji: "It doesn't look like it was organized."

Han Yuke was angry.

"it hurts……"

Han Yushou groaned and slowly woke up.

Han Yuke stepped forward immediately: "Brother?"

Han Yushou's shoulders were slapped on the back of the fire, and Li Gui's upper body was crawling on the wall and roof, and his whole body hurt as if he was falling apart.

Han Yushou couldn't control his behavior, but he remembered clearly what happened.

A majestic celestial master of the mysterious sect, he was actually possessed by a ghost!

After hurting the brothers of the Han family, Yuji turned his head to deal with business.

Send the soul of the old lady to hell for punishment.

Find Lei Lei's sister's bones again, and send the girl into reincarnation.

After that, he drew a talisman for Lei Lei.

Finally, Yu Ji looked at Du Dongyan.

The old lady is dead, all the good and evil in life, and the rewards and punishments after death should be judged by the underworld.

Du Dongyan is a living person, and the crime of murder should be punished by law.

It's just Ray...

Ghost King: "Lei Lei is very talented. You can send him to Taoism, or find Lei Lei a kind-hearted adoptive father and mother."

Lei Lei cried out of breath.

Zhang Jinghuan, who was summoned, understood the situation, comforted Lei Lei, and said, "Your mother is going to a faraway place..."

Lei Lei interrupted Zhang Jinghuan: "I know...it's my mother who made a mistake and she wants to close the little black room...I know..."

Zhang Jinghuan: "..."

Today's kids are all grown ups!

In the end, Zhang Jinghuan decided to adopt Lei Lei.

Zhang Jinghuan said: "My parents like children, but my elder brother and sister-in-law died young and left me with a niece, and my niece also found a ghost to marry a ghost. I am so busy that I have no time to fall in love."

Zhang Jinghuan stroked Lei Lei's head: "Our whole family raises him."

Before Du Dongyan was taken away, Yu Ji asked, "Who did you sell the bow to?"

Du Dongyan was taken aback: "You..."

Yuji: "Your performance is obvious."

Du Dongyan: "I only know that he is an antique reseller, named Nanji, who has an antique shop on Yongle Street."

Yu Ji wrote down the address.

Midnight, twelve o'clock.

Xigan, hundreds of miles away from the imperial capital.

Xigan City, hospital, corridor.

A middle-aged woman stopped the head nurse in a white coat, her face anxious: "Nurse, when will my son's fever go down? It's been almost half a month.

The middle-aged woman's face was swollen, with tears in her eyes: "The child's body is still hot, and the blood is gone. What can I do, the child is so uncomfortable!"

The nurse sighed: "This is the first time we have encountered such a persistent high fever symptom, please stay calm."

Several nurses behind the nurse's desk got together.

"Why are there so many patients with fever these days?"

"Yeah, everyone has a high fever, and they feel hot when they get close, just like a stove burning in winter. It's so strange, could it be bewitched?"

"Two days ago, a few strange people came to the hospital. As soon as they arrived, they were welcomed by the principal to the principal's office. I heard that they were all celestial masters."

"That's really bewitched!?"

The head nurse came over and heard the nurses muttering, and frowned: "What are you talking about!? Has the temperature of the 35-bed patient been taken!?"

Hospital senior management, principal's office.

Shui Yao wore a long emerald green dress, held a green bottle in his hand, frowned slightly, and looked at the pale young man on the bed: "No... still..."

"Ho ho... thirsty!"

Before Shui Yao could finish speaking, the patient on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was grim and painful, and his lips were dry and cracked.

The face of Luo Chenfeng next to him changed: "Not good!"

After Luo Chenfeng said a word, the patient's black pupils turned fiery red, like a cluster of dancing flames, and the patient's pale skin was like the extremely dry earth, fine cracks began to appear.

then……

With a bang, the patient's body turned into a handful of soot.

That's ashes.

Shui Yao covered his face and broke down: "We have only been here for two days, this is already the fourth person, plus the previous five, nine people have died!"

"There are more than a dozen patients with a fever outside. These are all human lives. What... what should I do!"

Shui Yao is a rookie in the Medicine Pavilion. Although she is arrogant, as a doctor, she also has the most basic morals of a doctor and never despises life.

Mu Tan's expression was also very bad: "The Xuandi murder case was solved just now, and now there is another Xigan strange case?"

"Eldest brother, do you need help from junior brother?"

A clear voice came from the door.

Wearing Xuanpai clothes, a gentle-looking young man walked over with a warm smile on his face.

Mu Tan's complexion became even worse: "Hypocrite!"

Luo Chenfeng was silent for a moment: "We can't solve this matter, so report it to the Three Realms Supervision Bureau."

Ning Guxuan raised his eyebrows: "The Queen of Ghosts broke Xuan's bizarre murder in seconds, and it is in the limelight in the Three Realms, big brother, you..."

Mu Tan also objected: "Brother Luo, Yuji has already won the Xuandi murder case, if we..."

Luo Chenfeng was angry: "Mutan, in your eyes, these twenty or so lives are only about winning or losing!? Don't say you were brought up by me!"

"And you, Ning Guxuan, don't think that you can do whatever you want if Master just turns a blind eye to you! People are doing things and the sky is watching. Master is just the master of people, not the heaven of the Three Realms!"

Mu Tan: "..."

Ning Guxuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yongle Street is in the northwest corner of the imperial capital.

Hundreds of meters long, the streets are lined with antique shops.

Because they are all antique shops, and the shops are full of old objects, the shops on Yongle Street open at nine o'clock every day and close at six o'clock in the evening.

Every time in the middle of the month, Yongle Street will hold an ancient Taobao Fair. Antique dealers gather from all over the world, which is very lively.

With the King of Ghosts in his pocket and Miao Yang in his arms, Yu Ji arrived at the Nanji store on time the next morning.

As he got closer to the shop, Yuji could feel a strong sinister aura, which was the fierce aura of the ancient battlefield.

This shop should be full of weapons.

After entering the house, there is a black platform facing the door of the shop.

Sitting behind the stage was a man in his 30s wearing a light blue gown, and beside him sat a teenage boy talking to the man.

The man's manners are refined and his eyes are wise.

He is a transparent person.

Seeing Yuji enter the door, the man in a long gown looked at Yuji, stood up, and greeted him with a smile: "Master Yu? What are you looking at?"

There are contacts between the world of antiques and the world of metaphysics. Regardless of the identity of the heir of the Yu family or the queen of the ghost, or the two murders in Xuandi, the Jade Festival is enough to attract attention.

Anyone who has anything to do with metaphysics now knows about jade sacrifices.

Yuji looked around.

On the southwest corner of the house, a bow is seen.

The bow strings are black, and the whole body of the bow is red. One end is engraved with a gorgeous peony, and the other end is engraved with a phoenix in flames spreading its wings and soaring.

The whole bow hangs in the corner, but it is full of brilliance.

The ghost king looked at the bow with nostalgia in his eyes: "That is the bow of lovesickness, the phoenix feather bow."

Yu Ji stretched out his finger to the bow: "Look at it."

The man followed the point of the jade sacrifice and looked over, slightly stunned: "That is a war bow that came out of the general's tomb. It has killed countless people, and its evil spirit is very strong. Some people lost their lives because of this bow a few days ago, it is unknown."

Jade Festival: "It doesn't matter."

The man took the bow and said, "Master Jade, this is your first visit, and this bow is for you as a gift."

Yu Ji took out a spiritual weapon and said, "You will not be rewarded for your merits. I will trade it with you. I have carried this spiritual weapon with me for more than ten years, and I am about to become spiritually wise."

The man looked at Yu Ji's serious eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Then, Master Yu, please do me a favor."

Yuji breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

He had never been treated like this before, and he was flattered for a while.

The ghost king pinched Yuji's ears.

His family's little friend walked all the way, it was very bitter.

There was a door on the left hand side of the shop, and inside the door was a lounge. Yu Ji followed the man into the door and sat at the table.

The man poured a cup of tea for Yu Ji, and said, "I am named Nan Ji, Master Yu, you can just call me Nan Ji. Recently, a bizarre murder happened in Xigan, do you know, Master Yu?"

Yu Ji shook his head: "I don't know."

Recently, he has been running around in various ways, and Miao Yang has also been running around, and has no time to pay attention to other things.

Nanji paused with his hands, and continued: "I heard that there is a strange disease in Xigan. The sick person will have a high fever, and the body will be as hot as coal fire, and will be reduced to ashes in half a month."

Nanji said: "I have a close friend who went to Xigan some time ago. After returning, he was inexplicably comatose with a high fever and his vital signs were getting lower and lower."

"I know that friend of mine is going to die. If I don't ask Yu Shi to save him, I just ask Yu Shi to find out what's going on behind the murder case and let me know what's going on."

Yu Ji: "Can I see your friend?"

Nanji froze for a moment, then nodded: "Please."

Nanji took the jade sacrifice to the back room.

Behind the rest room, there is another bright room.

There was a single bed in the room, covered with black sheets, and a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was lying on the bed.

"This is my friend."

The man on the bed was pale, his brows were wrinkled, his body was hot, even the breath he exhaled was hot, making the temperature inside the room much higher than outside.

Yuji painted the eyes of the sky.

Through the eyes of the sky, Yuji saw the man's internal organs, the meridians all over his body were glowing red, like burning coal, and the blood flowing in the meridians glowed like magma.

This man is a piece of burning charcoal, and it is a piece of charcoal that has been burned to the extreme. Once the charcoal is burned out, it will become a pile of ashes.

This man cannot be saved.

Nanji also understood: "He has been burning for twelve days, and I can feel that he is going to be overwhelmed."

Yu Ji's face was a little dignified.

He had never seen such symptoms.

Yuji looked at the ghost king, who was deep in thought.

Yu Ji looked at Miao Yang again, Miao Yang stared with big eyes, no expression could be seen on his black-haired face.

"Jade Master, take this bow well."

"The murderer behind the scenes, please."

Coming out of Nanji's shop, Yuji went straight home.

When he got home, Yu Ji arranged the ghost king and Miao Yang, who was as big as a palm, on the coffee table.

"What could cause this death?"

Jade Festival: "Formation? Demon?"

Yu Ji grew up so big, he had never heard of or seen such a person whose flesh and internal organs were all burned to death.

Miao Yang shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

Not to mention the 20 years since the Jade Festival, Miao Yang has lived for more than 700 years, and he has never heard of such a weird and frightening way of death.

Yuji looked at the ghost king.

The Ghost King crossed his legs in thought.

It seems that I can't think of it for a while.

Yuji frowned and said, "Nanji said that his friend suddenly fell into a coma and had a fever after going to Xigan. The case is Xigan, so we can only go to Xigan once."

Miao Yang narrowed his eyes: "It just so happens that Ning Guxuan is also here."