Ye Shaoyang took out a bottle of Seven Star Herbs from his backpack, handed it to Xiaoma, and said, "Spray it on and help me find Yuqing's soul."

Xiao Ma said nothing, sprayed the seven-star grass leaves, followed Ye Shaoyang and ran towards the west. Ye Shaoyang held the seven-star dragon spring sword without any way. He used his sword sheath to cut through the thorns and went straight west. As for stepping on the stones and grass roots with his bare feet, the pain was completely ignored.

After walking for four or five miles, a mountain blocked the way a few hundred meters away, facing the hillside in the west, it was extremely steep and could not climb at all. Xiaoma pointed and said, "What should I do? Is it a detour?"

"Let's talk about it." Ye Shaoyang sighed in his heart. The mountain was too steep. If he insisted on walking west, he would not be able to climb up at all. If he walked around, it would occupy too wide a lot. He didn't know when he would go. If he could go around the back of the mountain and could not find clues, then 80% would be finished: Xie Yuqing's death was not long, and the soul would not be able to run too far.

A gust of wind blew, and Ye Shaoyang suddenly stopped, sniffed, and said excitedly: "I smell the ghostly spirit, right in front!"

After saying that, he unfolded the Maoshan Mountain in the air, followed the direction of the ghost energy, and rushed over, and came to the foot of the mountain. The ghost energy became stronger and stronger. Ye Shaoyang looked around and suddenly saw two figures appearing and looming in a small wood on the left side of the mountain.

Ye Shaoyang looked closely and saw that the two of them were one in front and one behind. The one in front was very tall, with a black shadow, and the one in the back... was wearing a police uniform, slim figure, and walked stiffly, as if she was being led by the person in front.

If it weren't for Xie Yuqing, who else could there be?

"That's Officer Thank you, Xiao Yezi, I finally found it." Xiao Ma breathed a sigh of relief and said excitedly.

Ye Shaoyang's expression became even more serious: If Xie Yuqing was caught by the ghost demon in the world, then as long as he could find it, he would be 100% sure to save it. However, judging from the current situation, the black shadow was a ghost messenger, and the ghost messenger was a natural person. Even if he was a heavenly master, he could not violate it...

Ye Shaoyang pulled the little horse over and said, "I can't take the initiative to fight with the ghost clerk. After you go over, I will scold him hard and try to make him angry. Once he takes action against you, I have a reason to start a war with him. Whether or not I can save Sister Yuqing's soul depends on you."

Xiao Ma saw Xie Yuqing not far away, and her mentality was a little relaxed. Her fear of death emerged again. She frowned and said, "Xiao Yezi, you are sure it's okay. She is a ghost mess, different from ordinary ghosts. What if she gets angry and catches me directly into the underworld?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "Don't worry, he is just a ghost messenger. As long as you live a long life, he has no power to do anything to you. That's why I made you angry. As long as he breaks the precepts first, I dare to fight with him!"

"Okay, let's go, do what you said!" Xiaoma gritted her teeth and walked forward. Ye Shaoyang grabbed him, asked him to wait, raised his hand, broke two branches from the tree next to him, and tied them into a cross with red lines.

The little finger popped out of cinnabar and wiped it three times on the shortest end. It looked like eyes and mouth. The cross immediately turned into a villain with straight arms.

Ye Shaoyang looked up and saw that the figures of the two had not yet gone far, so he quickly took out a talisman, wrote down Xie Yuqing's name and date of birth, tied it to the "cross villain"'s legs, handed it to Xiaoma, and instructed: "If you really fight, you will immediately bite the tip of your tongue when you hear my signal, spray a mouthful of blood on the villain, chant the spell loudly, activate the talisman, and take back Sister Yuqing's soul..."

Xiaoma immediately said, "Is the blood on the tip of my tongue useful?"

"The blood on the tip of anyone's tongue has spirituality. Activating this talisman is enough. The key is to chant a mantra. Haven't you been practicing the Earth Fire Mantra these days? The mantra of this talisman is the same as the requirements of the Earth Fire Mantra, right?"

Xiaoma was shocked and said, "It's difficult. I chant the Earth Fire Spell. I can only succeed three times five times. If I fail..."

"Nothing happens," Ye Shaoyang stared at him and said, "There is only one chance. If it fails, Sister Yuqing will be finished."

"What does it mean to finish playing?"

"The souls are gone, and even the gods can't save them."

A layer of cold sweat immediately appeared on Xiaoma's forehead, swallowed her saliva, and said, "This task is too difficult, why don't you do it yourself?"

"I'll collect my soul, are you going to fight with someone?"

"Okay..." Xiao Ma thought to himself that if he fails and he has no shame to live, he might as well hit him to death.

Ye Shaoyang taught him the spell, patted him on the shoulder, spread his body, ran over, caught up with two figures, stood up, and shouted loudly: "I will get rich when I see you," he said.

Escorting the soul is the destiny of a ghost. In the words of the world, it is a sacred and inviolable responsibility. Just like the armed police escorting money, it is a special duty. Others must not be disturbed if they are fine. If there is really an urgent matter, you must say this to indicate your identity as a mage.

The black figure stopped and slowly turned around.

Ye Shaoyang looked over and said that the ghost was very tall, dark and had a bit of an illusion. He was wearing a black robe, his ears were slender, his forehead was wide, his eyebrows were raised, and his two eyes as big as copper bells were staring round, looking at him.

Ye Shaoyang noticed that there were three white curved patterns on his chest, which were the "ghost emblems", which represented his rank among the ghost servants. The three ghost emblems were no longer low, and he was a rank of the 100th.

A straw rope, one end hanging on the waist of the ghost councillor, and the other end tied to Xie Yuqing's hands. She was locked up with three life lamps, her spiritual sense was closed, and she knew nothing, and she stood there like a vegetable.

Ye Shaoyang took a secret breath, bowed to the ghost messenger, and said, "I'm going down to Maoshan Tianshi Ye Shaoyang, pay homage to the messenger."

The ghost man's lips remained moving, his belly was agitated, and he made a low voice: "There is no inn on the road to Huangquan. The emperor called me, what's wrong?"

The ghost messenger usually does not use his mouth to speak in the world to avoid inhaling the yang energy. For the ghost messenger in the underworld, it is a kind of turbid air. It takes time to discharge it after inhaling it, which is more troublesome.

Ye Shaoyang bowed again, pointed at Xie Yuqing and said, "This is my friend, I'm dying inexplicably. I'll ask, how did she die?"

The ghost man said: "So what if you know?"

"If her life span is not over, I want to ask the messenger to give me some face and let me take her back."

The ghost messenger snorted: "I'm sorry, although this girl died suddenly, her life span has ended and she is so destined. Please come back." After that, she was about to leave.

"Wait!" Ye Shaoyang rushed forward with a quick step, blocking the Guimao's way, waved his right hand, and a drawn Tiantong Talisman flew out and landed on Xie Yuqing, immediately lit up the three life lamps on her body.
Chapter completed!