Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

Qin Ruolan's body was twisted like a pretzel and hung from the roof.

"what--"

"Hahahahaha"

"Ahhh-"

A heart-wrenching scream was mixed with sinister laughter.

They could hear what was happening inside.

Inside the room, the first thing you see are four bright yellow talismans on Qin Ruolan's hands and feet. The talismans seem to be burning her soul, and Qin Ruolan's whole body is trembling.

One of her eyeballs had been ripped out, lying empty in front of her.

His head had been turned countless times, and his ashen face was now covered in wet blood.

Her lips curled up to behind her ears, giving her a sinister smile.

You will die! You will die!

You will die!!!

She kept repeating herself, clearly having gone completely insane, emanating waves of malevolent energy.

Her entire soul was shrouded in black malevolent energy, like clusters of flames rising from her body.

The four yellow talismans had charred edges, but they were still holding Qin Ruolan firmly in place.

"Hahahahaha!"

"You beast, you actually think you can escape my control." The butcher-like old monk placed his staff in front of him, and the yellow talismans on his body flew out from his sleeves. He chanted incantations, and with the blessing of the staff, the spiritual power of the yellow talismans increased dramatically. New yellow talismans were directly pasted onto every part of Qin Ruolan's soul body.

"what--"

The intense burning sensation caused Qin Ruolan to cry out.

Her face, arms, legs, and even her hair were emanating a black aura, and her skin appeared to be burning, spreading to other areas.

"I will kill you!"

"Kill me? Hahaha, you beast! This is Jinzhen Temple! Jinzhen Temple is a place of Buddha and light, not a place where a lowly evil spirit like you can commit such atrocities!"

The old monk laughed fiercely, the muscles in his face trembling violently with the laughter in his chest.

"Perhaps I can't do anything to you elsewhere, but here, even if you are the Ghost King, you have to kneel!"

He slammed the cane heavily on the ground, and a force shot directly into Qin Ruolan's body.

"Ahhh-"

The mournful sound was piercing and desolate.

"Sister Ruolan!!!"

Nangong Qian cried out.

Nangong Qian was dragged by her hair and forced to kneel on the ground. Her face was swollen badly. The woman who had taken the picture earlier had also caught up with her and was now sitting in a chair like a boss.

The two sides of Nangong Qian's face are her masterpiece.

"Run! Why aren't you running anymore! You little slut, I spent so much money to buy you, that's your good fortune. Do you know that if I hadn't photographed you, you would have been dead? They won't be as kind as me, thinking of letting you go after getting your looks. Those people!"

The woman pulled harder on Nangong Qian's hair.

"what!"

Nangong Qian cried out in pain.

"They won't feel sorry for you, they'll dissect your body and sell every organ. Hahaha, do you know that all the police officers or undercover agents from China have been dismantled? Once you come here, you have no hope of getting out alive. You think you can escape? Wishful thinking."

Nangong Qian pulled at her hair with both hands, looking up at the woman with a mocking gaze.

She suddenly burst into laughter, "You are all useless people. Only useless people need other people's things. You lack confidence and are greedy, so you try every means to get things from others. You will not have a good end."

As she laughed, tears streamed down her face. "The people of China will forever remember those who stood firm and unyielding, while you will only be remembered for your infamy. You will live on in the scorn of others."

"Really? But their remains can't be returned to their homeland; they're just buried haphazardly in the south of the city. Their deeds will never be known to others, and ordinary people will never know about us. Isn't that ridiculous? Hahaha."

The woman laughed incessantly, looking at Nangong Qian with smug satisfaction.

"I knew there were ghosts, but I never expected to see such a pathetic ghost for the first time. Could it be said that even if those who died became ghosts, they could only crawl pathetically at my feet?"

Upon hearing her words, Nangong Qian's expression froze instantly.

South of the city? Tombstone!!!

Those tombstones belong to Chinese police officers!

She encountered...

Why! Why! Why did they turn out like that? Shouldn't good people be rewarded? Why didn't they get reincarnated as the big boss said?

Why are all those ghosts gathered there, unable to find peace even after death?

Nangong Qian's brief moment of confusion only made the women laugh even louder.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?"

She patted Nangong Qian's cheek, "Don't worry, soon this face of yours will belong to me, and you will go to be with them!"

"Keep her for now; she has accumulated a great deal of merit, and we need her."

Seeing that things were not going well, the old monk stepped forward to stop it.

"Hmph, you Jinzhen Temple have already taken the money, do you think you can go back on your word?!" the woman said discontentedly. "She's my merchandise now, not something you can just take as you please."

She tossed Nangong Qian's hair aside, and Nangong Qian collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

There was still endless melancholy in his eyes.

What exactly is going on...?

......

......

While Yun Qi was still searching for the switch, Jing Li overturned the table.

I don't know where she broke off the iron rod from, but with her small strength, she dismantled the table.

A strong, eerie wind rose from the ground, its force sweeping across the ceiling of the underground space and carving a huge hole. Yun Qi was unprepared and nearly lost his footing.

"Stand firm." Jing Li approached from behind and quickly took his hand, her actions so natural that no problem was apparent.

Yun Qi looked down and said, "What's down there is not simple."

He was completely unaware that the girl was holding his hand.

Only when a chill ran down his hand and into his sleeve did he slowly lower his head, revealing his fair wrist.

"You, how could you, you!"

Yun Qi was incoherent and couldn't utter a word for a long time, his brows and eyes showing complete panic.

"What's wrong with me?" Jing Li asked, puzzled.

Her attention was mostly focused on the area below the platform.

"It's nothing!" Yun Qi replied quickly, glancing casually at his hand below before quickly looking away.

"Are they about to be able to move again?" he gestured with his other hand to the people above.

Jing Li replied calmly, "Mm."

"Then we need to hurry."

Jing Li continued, "Yes, we need to go down quickly."

Yun Qi waved his other hand, gesturing to the girl, but Jing Li didn't notice his gesture and continued to hold his hand naturally.

Without realizing it, he tightened his grip.

He then secretly observed the girl's expression and saw that she did not react at all.

Yun Qi smiled and naturally took the girl's hand in return.