"What are you waiting for?!!!"

A loud shout rang out in a daze between Qiu Sheng Wencai and the others.

When the sound rang, Shi Jian suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly took a two-step back.

But to no avail!

In an instant, an invisible red silk gold net emerged from the air, wrapped in all directions, and in an instant, Shi Jian was wrapped in it.

Thunder rushes, Shi Jian wants to break the net.

But Feng Bai and the others were prepared for it, how could he succeed?

There are several talismans, although Shi Jian cannot be sealed, there is no problem to delay for a while.

Shi Jian was dragged by the Tianluo Douhun Net until only two steps away, and Feng Bai sat cross-legged in the Bagua plate where he was casting spells.

Then Shi Shaojian, who had been hanging in the air, was also put down and smashed on Shi Jian's body.

The irrational Shi Shaojian saw that there was blood food in front of him, and he would chew it all over without saying a word.

Shi Jian was casting a spell to break the magic net, but he didn't want anyone to bite him. Without saying a word, he stunned Shi Shaojian with one punch.

I wanted to make another move, but a huge talisman had already covered it.

The lotus lanterns floating in the air are also flying over.

Judging from the scene, it looks very similar, the flowers close together.

"puff"

The fire started to burn from the inside out.

Shi Jian rolled and howled in it, trying to rush out of the formation.

But how could Feng Bai and Uncle Feng Jiao be as he wished?

The two of them joined forces to cast spells, blocking Shi Jian who wanted to break the talisman.

The fire gradually burned out, and there was no movement for a while. It was at this time that few people could breathe a sigh of relief.

And just in case, few people will not leave until the fire is completely burned out.

"puff"

A blood arrow suddenly spurted out from Uncle Feng Jiao's mouth.

Xiaoli was so scared that she hurried over to hold the shaking Uncle Feng Jiao.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing someone caring about his master, Qiu Sheng and Wencai stopped involuntarily.

The two looked at each other, shrugged helplessly, and then continued to look at the burning fire honestly.

"I'm fine, I'll just go back and lie on the bed to recuperate for a while." Uncle Feng Jiao wanted to break free from Xiaoli's cold arms, but Xiaoli didn't let go.

"If you are so injured, I'll help you back."

"No need." Uncle Feng Jiao's face turned slightly clear and rejected Xiaoli's kindness.

Xiaoli wanted to say something, but Feng Bai spoke up at this moment.

"Miss Xiaoli, I think it's better for you to listen to your master."

Except for the person involved, Uncle Feng Jiao, the others present had a puzzled expression.

"You are a ghost, and you are a yin. Cold!"

When Xiaoli heard this, her face turned red, but she forgot about this, so she quickly let go of Uncle Fengjiao.

Qiu Sheng Wencai still looked puzzled.

Feng Bai signaled to them and asked them to help Uncle Feng Jiao well. Then he solved their doubts.

"Ghosts belong to Yin, so they naturally have Yin and cold energy. It would be fine if it was normal, but now his master is seriously injured, so he has no ability to resist this Yin and cold power. Therefore, cold!"

"And, if you are exposed to these cold and cold energy for a long time, it will be a trivial matter for the worsening of the injury." Feng Bai, who was behind, did not say it, but they also understood the severity.

The two helped Uncle Feng Jiao back to the room to rest, while Feng Bai found a shop here to meditate while watching the flames burning.

Shi Jian's matter was finally over, but Uncle Feng Jiao, who was seriously injured, could not get through the secret immediately.

So Feng Bai lived here for another seven or eight days, but when everything was ready, they were stopped by Xiaoli.

She had to finish her marriage before she dared to let Uncle Feng Jiao go on a trip.

At that time, Shi Jian discharged electricity, and Xiaoli resisted the attack with her ghost body. Uncle Feng Jiao was already moved.

After Xiaoli was entangled now, she had no choice but to agree to this matter.

So, Xiaoli had already prepared for a while to change her wedding dress in seconds, and the two got married that night,,,,,,

Finally, Feng Bai, full of resentment, finally got his wish and saw Uncle Feng Jiao's method of connecting with secluded.

That night, Uncle Feng Jiao wore a robe and a treasure bag cross-body. She wore a Chunyang Temple on her head and took the Ten-Straight Shoes.

The twelve lotus lanterns were divided into two rows, and the twenty-four candles were arranged in the eight trigrams.

A seven-star talisman was marked with rolling in the center of the lotus lantern, paving avenue.

Then Uncle Feng Jiao put on incense, burned his watch, informed the ghost man walking on earth, and then brought Feng Bai into the center of the formation.

In the middle of the formation, Feng Bai and Uncle Feng Jiao sat cross-legged on the cushion, and the two of them worked opposite each other, with an incense burner blocking in the middle.

The two of them recited mantras and pinched their hands. The long incense burned in the furnace, and a long smoke floated up, and at this moment, their souls gradually faded away with the slender fireworks.

In a trance, Feng Bai saw an old man with a gray beard, a short, holding a crutch in front of him.

"Mr. Yiyuan is going to trouble you again." Uncle Feng Jiao greeted the old man in a familiar way.

Then he introduced to Feng Bai.

"This is my junior nephew, Feng Yongbai."

"Mr. Yongbai, this is Duke Yiyuan and our land master."

"I have met Duke Yiyuan." Feng Bai bowed at the right time.

"Tao Master, you have such cultivation at a young age, and it will be amazing in the future." Mr. Yiyuan praised with a smile.

"Where, Yi Yuan Gong praised it."

Several people exchanged greetings, and then they were invited back to his temple by Duke Yiyuan to rest for a while, waiting for the ghost messenger to arrive.

After death, most people's souls will float directly to the Land Temple, and ghosts will come to escort these ghosts into the underworld every once in a while.

The watch burned by Uncle Feng Jiao before was to tell the reason why she went to the underworld. If the underworld agrees, Uncle Feng Jiao can go down.

Because they chose the time, the two of them didn't wait long before a ghost messenger came to lead the ghosts to the underworld.

"Who are you?" There were more than ten ghost messengers in this team, leading hundreds of ghosts behind them.

"Lin Fengjiao is here." Uncle Fengjiao said as he took out a document from his arms.

The ghost messenger accepted it and then said.

"Let's go, remember to leave quickly after finishing your business."

After saying that, he stopped talking, took the ghost and walked towards the next place.

Along the way, he took ghosts from several places, and then he led everyone to the city - that was the location of the City God Temple, and Huangquan Road was also under the City God Temple.

After entering the City God Temple, there is Huangquan Road below. At the entrance of Huangquan Road, there are pairs of elite ghost soldiers guarding it.

The ghost messenger greeted the ghost soldiers before he led many ghosts down.

There is no side in front of Huangquan Road, nor the entrance behind.

Feng Bai only saw a group of ghosts passing by on the road.

I don’t know how long I walked, but a pavilion appeared in front of me.

The pavilion is quite unique in shape: wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with a face like a bow and a bow string flat line.
Chapter completed!