On Monday, Xian and the other two were shocked. In this gloomy night, they only felt a moment of chill in their backs, and their hairs stood up. A faint green fire was burning quietly in the house, slowly spreading out from the gaps between the houses, giving off an eerie and unpredictable light. Even the sound of the wind around them seemed to be wailing like ghosts.

  Just as the three of them were shocked, thinking they had been discovered by the people in the house, that faint green glow remained still and motionless after lighting up, without any further reaction. The three of them outside didn't dare to breathe a word, for a long time, until they confirmed that the faint green glow was not lit up because of them, they secretly let out a sigh of relief. But following that, in their fearful hearts, some curiosity arose again.

  On Monday, Xian Mei's brow was tightly locked, and after a moment of contemplation, she made a gesture to Xiao Huan and Ye Gou Dao Ren. Then, she quietly moved forward, coming to one side of the house. This place, Yi Zhuang Yin Zhai, had been in disrepair for many years and was already dilapidated beyond recognition. She easily found a gap and climbed up, carefully looking around towards the center of the house. Xiao Huan and Ye Gou Dao Ren also followed her over, crouching down beside her, each finding a gap to quietly look through.

  In the dark room, at this moment, a faint green glow is emitted, but that point of fire is not an oil lamp flame. It is a small ball of light suspended in mid-air in the middle of the house, burning quietly and silently like a flame. However, there is no sign of Mr. Gui's figure in the room, only under the illumination of the green glow, several broken coffins appear particularly eerie.

  Outside, Xiao Huan's face was slightly pale, and her teeth were lightly biting her lower lip. She looked up to see that the spirit tablet of Zhou Xingyun, the son of Zhou Yixian, was still standing on the table where it had been placed during the day. The other spirit tablets were scattered all over the place, just like they had been during the day. It was clear that Gui Xiansheng, although present, had no interest in these spirit tablets.

  Next to Zhou Yan, he also let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had also seen his son's spirit tablet safe and sound, and put down his heart. Xiao Huan lowered her voice and called out softly: "Grandpa, what should we do now?"

  Monday Xian was not a chivalrous person to begin with, and he came here tonight at the risk of his own life only for the sake of his son's spirit tablet. Now that he knows Mr. Gui is not interested in this spirit tablet, and his son is safe and sound, he naturally does not want to stay any longer. Moreover, this place is eerie and ominous, which is also not suitable for Zhou Daxian's cultivation path.

  Having made up her mind, Zhou Yixian turned around and whispered: "Let's go."

  Xiao Huan and the wild dog nodded, and the three were about to turn around and leave. However, at this moment, Zhou Yi Xian relaxed his vigilance, didn't notice his footsteps, and when he turned around, he kicked something like a stick on the ground with one foot. Suddenly, it was kicked out into the courtyard, making a loud noise.

  The three of them suddenly froze, Xiaohuan angrily shouted: "Grandpa!"

  Monday Fairy's face was full of embarrassment, just about to say something to excuse herself, when suddenly a cold hum was heard from behind her back, like ice piercing through the bones. The broken wall behind the three people suddenly collapsed like a landslide, and darkness and green eerie light instantly poured out from the middle of the house, almost enveloping the three of them.

  Xian's face changed greatly on Monday, and he suddenly raised his hand, waving out a yellow talisman, saying "Hurry up and leave!"

  As soon as the voice fell, his mouth moved rapidly, and a string of strange tones came out of his mouth. In an instant, under the green light, Zhou Yixian's yellow paper talisman in his hand was driven by the curse, and a flash of yellowish-brown light flashed by, and Zhou Yixian's figure suddenly disappeared into thin air.

  Almost at the same time, in the dark depths of the Yin house, a voice suddenly exclaimed "hmm" with a hint of surprise. However, although Zhou Yixian escaped quickly, the green light arrived in an instant, and Xiao Huan's spell was only halfway through. As for Ye Gou Dao Ren, it was even more impossible. At this critical moment, the spell that was originally remembered seemed to suddenly disappear from his mind, leaving him tongue-tied and unable to utter a single word. He could only helplessly wave the yellow talisman paper in his hand a few times, opening his mouth a few times, looking quite comical.

  A green light suddenly burst forth, enveloping the two of them. In an instant, a chill ran through their bodies from all sides, and Xiaohuan and Ye Gou Dao Ren felt as if their blood had frozen solid in that moment, unable to resist any longer. At this time, a powerful force emerged from the depths of the house. Amidst the eerie green light, there was only a faint humming sound, and the two people's silhouettes were completely sucked in, unable to put up even the slightest resistance.

  After a moment, there were two loud thuds, and it seemed that Xiaohuan and the Wild Dog Taoist's bodies had fallen to the ground inside the house. But for some reason, they didn't make any more noise. The mansion, both inside and out, suddenly fell into an eerie silence once again.

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  The long night is desolate and quiet, the yin house is silent inside and out, and there is a faint mist floating lightly in the dark night, making it impossible to see clearly. There is only a small lantern fire burning brightly and silently in that house, reminding people of the strange existence here.

  Xiao Huan and Ye Gou Dao Ren were sucked into the house by a strange green light for a long time, but since then, there has been no sound coming from the house. The only one who escaped, Zhou Yi Xian, also disappeared without a trace. Time passed quietly in this silence, second by second, as if the people in the house were particularly patient, waiting quietly.

  In the silence, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Yi Zhuang, it was Zhou Yixian. His face was furrowed with concern, seemingly hesitant, but ultimately shook his head, sighed and slowly walked towards the mourning hall.

  As he walked to the gate of the mansion, before he could think clearly, the gate of the mansion suddenly creaked open with a "creak", and the dim green light inside silently shone on Zhou Yixian's body.

  "Please come in." A flat voice devoid of any emotion echoed through the room.

  On Monday, Xian Ding calmed down and walked in, looking around, and soon discovered that Xiao Huan and Ye Gou Dao Ren were both lying on the ground next to the altar table. At first glance, it seemed that there were no wounds on their bodies, but both of them stared at him with wide eyes, moving their mouths a few times without making any sound, which was very strange, and he didn't know if they had been controlled by some kind of bizarre technique.

  But the most eye-catching thing in the house was the faint green fire suspended in mid-air, which was now burning above the coffin that Bai Tianyu had noticed on Monday, and from the coffin below it came the voice of Mr. Gui, devoid of any emotion:

  "'Dishu Xiyi' has been lost for many years, I didn't expect to see it again today. May I ask who you are?"

  Xian remained silent for a moment, gazing at the coffin, and said in a low voice: "Those two are young and ignorant. You are an extraordinary person, so it's not necessary to bother with such petty people."

  "Modesty aside, I'm just a lone soul and a wild ghost. I don't deserve to be called an extraordinary person," said the Ghost Master calmly. "I told you during the day not to come here again, but you broke my rule. What's the reason for this?"

  On Monday, Xian's eyes wandered, and he said slowly: "This is where my late son's spirit tablet is located, the place where his soul was reborn. You are a person from the ghost realm, how can I put my mind at ease?"

  The voice of Mr. Gui suddenly stopped for a moment, and after a while, he said word by word: "How do you know that I am a person from the Ghost Path?"

  "On Monday, Xian Dao said: 'You reside in the land of Yin, sleep in the cave of utmost Yin, and use the 'Ghost Fire of the Abyss' to absorb the gloomy ghostly energy of this hundred-year-old righteous estate's Yin mansion, reversing it to supplement your own body. This kind of profound and mysterious ghost technique is not something that can be used by those who have not been deeply immersed in the ghost way for many years.'"

  The Master of Ghosts remained silent for a long time before saying, "You are indeed a superior person, I apologize for the disrespect."

  On Monday, Xian's face was unusually serious and he said, "You are also a sensible person, you naturally know what I am worried about? Although my son has been dead for many years, as an incompetent father, I cannot let him die without peace. However, looking at it today, you are not someone who uses ghostly and evil techniques, so I can rest assured."

  After that, Zhou Yixian surprisingly bowed to the coffin and paid his respects. The ghostly gentleman let out a cold snort, his tone icy, and spoke from within the coffin: "You don't have to flatter me like this. Capturing people's souls is a despicable thing, I naturally won't do it. But you who broke my rules will also not be able to escape punishment."

  On Monday, Xian's face changed, and he coughed dryly: "Uh, actually, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. You are an extraordinary person, why...".

  Mr. Ghost hummed and ignored Zhou Yixian's delaying tactics, the suspended green ghost fire shook suddenly and brightened instantly. Zhou Yixian had a bitter expression, staring at that point of ghost fire.

  Only the green light flickered, and the ghost fire gradually grew larger. When it had grown to the size of a fist, the entire room was already enveloped in a green glow, even the faces of Xiaohuan and Ye Gouren, who were lying on the ground, had turned green.

  Suddenly, a faint humming sound was heard, and the green light flickered. The ghostly fire split in an instant, changing from one to five, dividing into five directions. Immediately after, several dark red glows shot out silently from the green light, connecting with each other, forming a strange five-star magic array. Layers of eerie and ominous energy emerged from mid-air, rushing towards him.

  Zhou Yixian's face was solemn, his pupils slightly constricted, and a faint sheen of sweat seemed to remain on his forehead. As the strange formation across from him gradually took shape, Zhou Yixian hesitated for a moment before retreating two steps, pulling out several yellow paper talismans from his bosom, and without explanation, first stuck four of them onto himself, then stuck several more onto the ground, chair, and broken rocks around him, appearing chaotic but seemingly with a hidden underlying logic.

  Just as Zhou Yi Xian had just set up his formation, the mysterious formation at Gui Xiong's place had also taken shape. Before he could even react, the Five Star Formation burst forth with a strange and eerie glow, and in an instant, the entire Yin dwelling was filled with the sound of wailing ghosts and howling wolves, piercing to the ears. Zhou Yi Xian's body shook violently as he involuntarily exclaimed: "Ghost Wail Break!"

  That ghostly howl seemed formless, yet it was as if nothing could withstand it. From the top of the spell array, a sharp and piercing energy suddenly rose up, shattering stones and splintering wood along its path. Even the hard stone slabs were carved with deep scars.

  On Monday, Xian's white hair fluttered, her hands swiftly extended, and two yellow talismans stuck to her ears. Instantly, the painful expression on her face slightly receded. She began to murmur incantations, her right hand grasping the sword to pierce the paper talisman. Suddenly, her eyes widened, staring intently at the ghostly howling wind.

  In an instant, the ghost howled and collided with Zhou Yixian's body. Almost at the same time, the four paper talismans on Zhou Yixian's body and the yellow paper talisman on the ground all lit up, quickly condensing into a beam of cyan light that blocked Zhou Yixian's face.

  "Boom!"

  A loud crash, Zhou Yi Xian's body flew out and heavily crashed into a broken wall behind him, falling down. In the dark mansion, yellow talismans danced in the air, helplessly drifting apart, while the five points of ghost fire on top of Mr. Gui's coffin once again gathered together, quietly burning.

  On Monday, Xian let out a loud gasp, struggled on the ground for a while, and slowly got up, bitterly smiling: "This old bone of mine, you really won't let it go, will you?"

  The Master of Ghosts fell silent for a moment before saying: "Your gaze, experience and insight are not comparable to those of ordinary people, but why is your cultivation path so lowly?"

  On Monday, Xian wiped away a faint thread of blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "What's wrong with having a low Dao line? Under the sky, there are so many people who are enthusiastic about cultivating the Dao, so many high-ranking Daoists, how many people can live more happily than me?"

  Mr. Ghost was silent for a long time, and then he didn't hear him speak either. He only saw that the ghost fire shook suddenly and flew quickly to Xiaohuan and Ye Gou Dao Ren who were lying on one side, hovering above them. Zhou Yixian was shocked and worried, but saw the ghost fire surrounding the two of them for a circle, and then flew back to Mr. Ghost's coffin. A moment later, for some unknown reason, Xiaohuan and Ye Gou Dao Ren moved at the same time, let out a soft cry, and then got up. It seemed that Mr. Ghost had lifted the ban on them.

  Xian was shocked and delighted on Monday, and hurriedly said to the coffin: "Thank you, sir. We're leaving now. We won't come back even if we're beaten to death."

  Having said that, he made eye contact with Xiaohuan and Ye Gou Dao Ren, and the two of them naturally couldn't wait to leave early. They nodded repeatedly, but just as they were about to step away, Ghost Mr.'s voice suddenly turned cold again, saying: "I let them go, not because I'm going to spare you."

  The three of them were shocked, and Zhou Yixian exclaimed: "What did you say?"

  "Mr. Ghost snorted, saying: 'You three have repeatedly come to investigate my news and learned more about the secrets of my ghostly path, greatly offending me. Now, let you three deal with me alone, and even if you die, you will have no regrets.'"

  Xiao Huan and others lost color on their faces. Zhou Yi Xian had just exchanged blows with him, knowing that this person's Tao was deep and unpredictable, and could not be defeated by force. He had to speak in a low voice: "Your Excellency is a superior person, you should know that we have no evil intentions, but only worry that the spirit of our deceased son will be disturbed by others, so..."

  The words were hardly out of his mouth when Mr. Ghost suddenly shouted: "No need to say any more, look at the fire!"

  The voice had just fallen, and the faint ghost fire in mid-air lit up again. The yin house was once again filled with a strong aura of ghosts. Zhou Yixian's expression changed, but before he could say anything, the ghost fire transformed into a five-star array, and a sharp whistle pierced the air - it was the same ghostly howl that had shattered everything earlier, charging towards them once more.

  A wild dog rushed forward, blocking the way in front of Xiao Huan. The beast tooth treasure was taken out and held up in front of him. Zhou Yi Xian hastily shouted: "Can't block it, quickly get out of the way..."

  But in the blink of an eye, that ghostly howl's speed had increased several times over, and it was now charging right at Ye Dog Dao Ren. In an instant, he felt a gust of wind cutting across his face like a knife, especially his ears which were stinging with pain to the extreme, as if he was exposed to millions of sharp blades, completely at their mercy.

  Behind her, Xiaohuan let out a sharp cry, her voice panicked. Just as she was about to go up and help, a strong gust of wind suddenly came from the side of the wild dog, and Gui Hao also appeared out of nowhere. Xiaohuan retreated without any way to retreat, unable to dodge in time. It seemed that she was about to be injured by Gui Hao's evil magic. At this critical moment, a soft whistle suddenly sounded outside the haunted house, and an object flashed with a dark green light like lightning, flying to the front of Xiaohuan and the wild dog. A black stick, seemingly ordinary and without any sharp edges, lightly struck from top to bottom. Suddenly, Gui Hao's terrifying ghostly howl disappeared without a trace, and the wind in the house gradually subsided.

  Xiao Huan suddenly turned her head, with an irrepressible joy on her face, and exclaimed: "It's you..."

  And almost at the same time, the faint ghost fire slowly merged into one, and Mr. Ghost also said coldly: "Is it you?"

  Outside the door, someone said faintly, "That's right, it's me." With the sound of his voice, a person slowly walked in, wearing long clothes with their hands behind their back, and on their shoulder was a three-eyed gray gibbon, which was precisely Gui Li.

  Guilei glanced at Xiaohuan and the other two, only to see Xiaohuan's face filled with a smile, her eyes shining with joy as she looked at him. On the other hand, Ye Gou Dao Ren had an odd expression on his face, glancing at Guilei several times before slowly retreating to one side. Guilei felt somewhat puzzled in his heart, but he didn't think much of it and walked slowly towards the center of the room, the Soul-Devouring Rod flashing with a strange glow as it flew back into his hand.

  On Monday, Xian looked at Gui Li with one eye and then glanced at Xiao Huan's appearance. Suddenly, he snorted and said: "You stinky little boy should have arrived in this area long ago, but you didn't take action early on. You knew that I'm old and weak, yet you still made me face this ghostly thing. You're truly ruthless."

  Xiao Huan furrowed her brow, glared at Zhou Yi Xian, and called out in a tone that was somewhat accusatory, "Grandfather!......"

  Gu Liang seemed to be unfazed, glanced at him and said: "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have known that you actually had a few connections with the old ancestor of Qingyun Mountain."

  Xian's face changed on Monday, and he snorted, but Gui Li no longer paid attention to him. He slowly turned around, facing the silent coffin.

  "Your voice slowly rose, saying: 'You're not taking good care of Bi Yao at Huqi Mountain, how did you end up here?'"

  The ghost stared at the coffin and said, "I was just about to ask you, why aren't you in the Savage Holy Temple, what are you doing here?"

  "Regardless, you and I are both figures of the Gui Wang Sect. These three have offended me, investigated my secrets, and I want to eliminate them. Why do you stop me?"

  Xian shouted from behind, "How dare you! You think killing is like slaughtering a pig?"

  Xiao Huan and Ye Gou Dao Ren both turned to look at him, Zhou Yi Xian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he also felt that something was not quite right, muttered a few words under his breath, and quieted down. Gui Li coldly said to the coffin in front of him: "You can't kill them."

  The ghostly gentleman let out a cold snort and said, "Why?"

  "With me here."

  Mr. Gui paused for a moment, and then said coldly, "Are you going to take the lead for them?"

  The demon's face was expressionless as he said, "That's right, with me here, you can't kill them."

  On Monday, a hint of joy flashed across Xian's face. Xiaohuan was staring at Gui Li's back, her teeth biting her lower lip lightly, and her eyes were especially bright. Only the wild dog Taoist did not look at Gui Li, but instead stared at Xiaohuan for a moment before quietly retreating a step back.

  That faint, ghostly flame in mid-air suddenly began to brighten up, and the eerie green glow spread out once more. Zhou Yi Xian and the other two people's faces changed color, but Gui Li stood still, unmoving, coldly staring at that ball of ghost fire, his hand holding the Soul-Devouring Magic Rod also gradually beginning to shine.

  At this moment, the most relaxed one in the whole room seemed to be Xiao Hui on Gui Li's shoulder. It didn't seem to care about the upcoming battle at all. The monkey head looked around, sometimes looking at Gui Huo, and then turning its head to look at Xiao Huan, making a face at her while scratching its body from time to time.