Chapter 766: Ghost Seeking Sect

"Can I... let me and Daoist Jie Nu consider this?" Shi Qianqian said with a stiff smile.

"This is a matter of life and death, it's not a joke, please do as you please." Shen Yuan said with a smile, not worried about the two people's objection.

If this is the case, it is possible to use some means.

The two came to another cave.

"Seal!" Jie Nu made a seal with both hands, building an invisible protective shield to prevent prying.

"Daoist Shi, how much do you think you can trust this person's words?" He sighed.

"Daoist Jie Nu, why do you ask when you know it? No matter how much, you and I can't escape." Shi Qianqian frowned slightly and said:

"At present, we can only agree first and pretend to be polite. If it goes well later, we will continue. If there is a sign of failure, you and I will retreat immediately."

"It can only be like this."

The two discussed for a while and returned to the hall.

"You two, have you figured it out?" Shen Yuan said calmly.

"I am willing to serve you." The two said respectfully.

"Very good." Shen Yuan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't worry, I don't want to be hunted down by the God of Refining."

After giving them a reassurance, they began to discuss the plan of 'The Wolf is Coming'.

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Two days later.

"Young Master, the people of the Ghost Seeking Sect are really arrogant. They took the money and came here so slowly." A man in his thirties said with an indignant look.

"That's right. If those thieves run away, the batch of ink gold will not be recovered." The man with triangular eyes sighed.

Listening to the complaints of his subordinates, Mo Su's face was calm, and his eyes were always fixed on the void in front of him.

In the void, a dark and strange path stretched out, narrow and rugged, with potholes and uneven roads, as if it had been eroded for countless years, and it was so deep that the end could not be seen.

On both sides of the road, clusters of green ghost fires floated, reflecting the shadows around the path.

This is the Night Ghost Building, the underworld road opened up. Once you step on the underworld road, you can quickly reach other forces, which is extremely convenient.

However, if you want to pass the underworld road safely, you need to hold the coins of the Night Ghost Building, otherwise you may be attacked by the White Walkers.

But this is just talk. If you don’t have coins, you will be attacked by the White Walkers 100%.

Compared with the speed of making money in the Night Ghost Building, the Ghost Seeking Sect can only be regarded as a younger brother. In addition to the travel expenses, an additional fee must be paid every year.

It is called maintenance fee!

"Click! Click!"

The chaotic footsteps came from the depths of the path, as if sharp claws were scratching on the stone slabs.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, two figures slowly appeared from the depths of the path.

They were two men in white clothes, with thin faces, sharp eyes, and a red wooden box on their backs.

One step forward, it was like ripples on the water, and the illusion invaded the reality.

"Meet the Taoist friend of the Mo Gui Sect, I am Han Jianshu, and I am Gu Hepeng." The two bowed.

"Mo Su, welcome two Taoist friends." Mo Su smiled. Although the actions of the Ghost Seeking Sect were shameful, their strength was there, and they were not something that the Mo Ghost Sect could challenge.

"Let's get started without further delay." Han Jianshu said.

"Okay." Mo Su nodded and took the two to the scene of the crime.

An hour later.

Dense forests in the mountains.

"The transport personnel died here." Mo Su said.

After the heavy rain, the traces left before had disappeared without a trace, and there was no sign of any abnormality.

Han Jianshu's eyes flashed green and he looked around.

His eyes stopped on the branches of a big tree and said, "Junior brother, there."

Gu Hepeng walked over, jumped onto the branches, squatted down, sniffed a few times with his nose, and nodded, "Senior brother, it's those thieves from the Thousand Faces Demon Sect who are neither human nor demon."

Mo Su and his two men were not surprised at all.

Although the Ghost Seeking Sect is greedy for money, they still have some skills. The amount of money and property determines the efficiency of their tracking.

This time, Mo Shan spent a lot of money to invite two people in the Fusion Realm.

Afterwards, the two of them used their skills again to find two more traces.

"Friend Mo, the murderer is most likely the Thousand Faces Demon Sect and the Endless White Bone Temple." Han Jianshu pondered.

"Please find the traces of the thieves, Friend Han." Mo Su's eyes were a little solemn.

"Yes." Han Jianshu nodded and took the wooden box off his back.

The red color on the surface of the wooden box was like a pool of undried blood, emitting a wisp of bloody smell.

The surface was rough and uneven, as if it was grabbed by countless pairs of desperate hands, leaving a series of shocking traces.

There seemed to be a faint black light in the gap. As the wooden box fell to the ground, a faint breathing sound came from inside, and it became heavier and heavier.

"Crying blood to call the wronged souls, the white bone curse exists!"

Han Jianshu chanted a strange formula in his mouth, his voice was cold and weird, and the vibration amplitude of the wooden box became larger and larger, as if an evil ghost was about to crawl out of it.

Blood flowed out, quickly covering an area of ​​ten feet in radius. The surface of the blood was churning, and a small blue-black hand suddenly stretched out from it.

Then a blue-black figure slowly crawled out of the blood, about two feet tall, like a child who had been dead for a long time, with a pair of dark, reflective eyes that occupied one-fifth of the face, curious about the three people of the Mo Ghost Sect.

"Wow!"

The ghost boy cried like a fierce ghost, and his curious eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, rushing towards Mo Su and the other two.

"Hmph!"

Mo Su did not dodge, and a cold breath rushed towards him. Han Jianshu next to him snorted coldly, and the invisible black air turned into a chain, wrapping around the ghost boy's neck.

There was a bit of fear in the fierce eyes of the ghost boy, but he was still not honest, pouting, revealing sharp teeth like a shark.

Han Jianshu took out a fresh corpse and threw it on the ground: "Eat it."

The ghost boy pounced on the corpse and gnawed it. For a moment, blood and flesh flew everywhere. Although he was only two feet tall, he devoured the corpse completely.

The stomach did not swell at all, and the ghost boy's eyes were somewhat satisfied.

"Go." Han Jianshu pointed to three places.

The ghost boy got on all fours and quickly crawled to the big tree before, opened his sharp teeth, and swallowed the branch in one bite.

Then he came to two other places and swallowed soil and sand.

"Thousands of miles to chase the soul, ten thousand miles to lock the life!" Han Jianshu shouted, and the rich ghost charm flowed out of his body, as if it had life, and merged into the ghost boy's body.

In the ghost boy's unusually large eyes, scenes began to be reflected rapidly, and finally, they were fixed in a beautiful villa somewhere.

"Jingguang Villa." Mo Su's eyes fixed, and he recognized that this villa belonged to the Diaoguimen.

"Sir, it seems that someone really betrayed his own people." The triangular eyes looked gloomy and said coldly.

"Don't rush to confirm it. Report this matter to uncle first and let him make the decision." Mo Su looked thoughtful.

Whether this matter was related to the Diaoguimen or not, it was not something he could investigate.