Li Bai stepped on the underworld tree leading to the gate of hell and chased Cao Mingliang on the bridge.
This process is not easy.
He fell into the turbulent Yellow Spring River several times on the way.
So much so that the soul leaves the body.
The person did float to the shore, but he also became a model with three souls and seven souls missing.
At this time, Ruan Kai placed Li Bai's soulless body on the bank of Huangquan, and asked Chao Gexue to swing his tail beside the Huangquan for a few times.
After a while, Li Bai's soul came back.
This scene made Han Yang's eyes wide open. He glared at Li Bai and said, "Good guy, I thought this was just a wolf with white eyes, but I didn't expect that it still has such a habit!"
Ruan Kai: "Actually, all men like it, but the great poet may be more prominent..."
Han Yang: "???"
"No, do you really think this is warm, okay?"
"I still like it cooler."
After he said this, Ruan Kai immediately distanced himself from him.
The way everyone else looked at Han Yang also changed slightly.
After Li Bai recovered, he once again chased Cao Mingliang on the single-plank bridge.
After several failures, the old Taoist priest sitting at the end of the bridge couldn't stand it anymore and muttered: "If you are a stupid disciple of Tian Dao Sect, if you are from our Xuanyang Dao Sect, the old Taoist will tell you... "
"You will never catch up with that person, but if you set your goal on the other side, you may be able to catch up with that person inadvertently."
Li Bai woke up from a dream.
So, at dawn the next day, he successfully arrived on the other side of Huangquan with Cao Mingliang.
The moment he stepped off the single-plank bridge, Li Bai's legs went weak. Cao Mingliang's soul beside him was not much better, and he was trembling all the time.
This person never thought that he would actually come over.
After looking at the way back, Li Bai simply put Chao Gexue's hair on himself.
In this way, Chao Gexue can share Li Bai's vision through her own abilities.
Thinking of the evil ghosts mentioned by the Taoist priests, Li Bai looked around with great vigilance. Fortunately, although the wind was cold and cold, he did not find anything abnormal for the time being.
The next journey was surprisingly smooth for this one soul.
They encountered almost no obstacles and found the large courtyard where Zhou Ye lived alone.
The entrance of the courtyard was covered with paper figures. As the cold wind blew by, each paper figure seemed to be alive, smiling at Li Bai and Cao Mingliang.
One person and one soul pushed open the courtyard door and entered. Immediately, even as a Taoist disciple, Li Bai had goosebumps all over his body.
The yard was just as full of people as the outside. The difference was that the ones outside were paper figures, while the ones in the yard were people!
A real person!
All the people have lost their flesh and blood, leaving only skeletons, but judging from the size of the skeletons, they are all young children!
In this courtyard located deep in the mountains and old forests, there are hundreds of corpses of children like this!
Moreover, these hundreds of child corpses were all staring at the one on the left among the three houses in front!
It's as if he is venting his anger and resentment!
Looking at such a scene, something like ripples began to appear in Cao Mingliang's soul. He said, "In the past few months, I have been checking the information of Yang Ning, Zhou Ye, and Lingmen day and night."
"This courtyard belongs to Zhou Ye. Of the three rooms in the front, the left is the room for worshiping the gods, the middle is the sect hall of Lingmen, and the right is the bedroom."
"Yang Ning has lived here for twelve years. All his secrets should be in these three rooms."
Li Bai tightened his Taoist robe and said, "Go first. Which room should you go to first?"
“Get straight to the point of course!”
Cao Mingliang's soul floated directly towards the house on the left side of the yard.
Li Bai followed.
The front door of the house was very clean and there was no debris at all.
Cao Mingliang stood in front of the door, and Li Bai opened the door, and one person and one soul entered at the same time.
The room was large, with paper figures on the floor, various dolls hanging on the walls, and yellow paper and ghost coins all over the floor.
There was a coffin in the middle of the room.
Li Bai asked doubtfully: "Coffin? It seems that it should be Zhou Ye's body?"
Cao Mingliang: "Yang Ning said that he buried Zhou Ye and kept his filial piety."
Li Bai took a deep breath and stepped forward to push open the coffin lid.
There is a dead person lying in the coffin. It is really Zhou Ye's body, but this time Zhou Ye's death scene...
Looking at Zhou Ye, who was covered in sieves in the coffin and looked like a zombie, Li Bai said in disbelief: "This, this seems to be a shotgun wound?"
"He was shot to death with a shotgun?!"
"Yang Ning shot him to death with a gun?!"
The more Li Bai said, the incredible meaning in his voice became stronger.
He, Yang Ning, needs a gun when he kills people?
Li Bai couldn't believe it, and Cao Mingliang on the side whispered: "The Lingmen's deity ceremony requires blood."
"All the blood on Zhou Ye's body is gone? Did he use all his own blood to perform the ritual?"
As he said this, Cao Mingliang saw that Zhou Ye really had a piece of dirt on his body.
Following Cao Mingliang's eyes, Li Bai also saw the handful of loess.
Cao Mingliang: "It's really buried. It seems that Yang Ning still has filial piety towards Zhou Ye."
Li Bai: "It's just not too much."
As he spoke, Li Bai looked around the corner of the room and found ancient books on a bookshelf.
Open it and look at it. It records the records of Zhou Ye seducing the gods and refining red clothes again and again.
Li Bai and Cao Mingliang finally understood what was like a ghostly drawing.
Every time Zhou Ye seduced the gods or refined the red clothes, he would only use a drop of blood as an introduction. Even in the last recorded seance, only one drop of blood was used.
Whether it is seance or refining red clothes, the more blood used, the greater the consumption and the lower the probability of success.
But correspondingly, the greater the consumption, the stronger the gods descended and the red clothes made.
Because according to the records in the book, Zhou Ye has never succeeded even if he used a drop of blood to refine Hongyi.
Not to mention seance.
Therefore, Zhou Ye always uses one drop of blood.
At the same time, on the other side of the underworld, Chao Gexue closed her eyes and comprehensively analyzed the current information through Li Bai's vision.
Soon, Chao Gexue picked up her cell phone to investigate a person's information.
Chen Changjun, the grandfather of Chen Yamei, the headless ghost girl next to Yang Ning.
An hour later, after summarizing the information from all parties, Chao Gexue had a dull look on his face, "It turns out, it turns out..."
"It turns out that the one who really created that one was not Zhou Ye, but the old man of the Chen family!"
"Zhou Ye used a drop of blood to start a trance, but Mr. Chen, who was looking for his granddaughter, led his brothers to the door with guns..."
"Mr. Chen is an old general with a medal of merit, and because of his granddaughter's affairs, the local officials did not dare to stop him..."
"I just happened to meet Zhou Ye who was using that person to perform a trance. In a rage, Mr. Chen used a shotgun to beat Zhou Ye with holes all over his body. His blood was sprinkled on the altar, so that a drop of blood turned into a trance. Became a trance covered in blood..."
"So, a very powerful god came down?"
"But where is this descended God now? Could it be that he is in that one?"
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