Kong Sang and Zhao Yuecheng did not know that Chen Tao and Zhao Xiaocheng were already in trouble at this time.

Looking at the children playing Super Mario in front of them, the two looked at each other, but before they spoke, the Wolf Fang Pendant flashed with light.

Gonpot turned into a wolf and walked forward slowly.

Judging from his appearance, it seems that... he has a hint of intimacy with this inexplicable child.

"Kampot?"

When Zhao Yuecheng called, Gonbu turned around and called a few times, as if he was communicating with Zhao Yuecheng.

At first, Zhao Yuecheng was just surprised.

But gradually, his eyes became full of solemnity.

Seeing Zhao Yue's expression, Kong Sang walked aside and asked in a low voice:

"How to say?"

Zhao Yuecheng said in a deep voice: "Gongbu said that this child has a very ancient aura and should be... a mountain ghost."

Kong Sang frowned.

He naturally understands the theory of mountain ghosts.

Moreover, among the people he knew, Cang, who was ranked second in the Kaidan Association, was based on the ancient tiger, and he was the first tiger to be canonized in Kyushu.

Zhao Yuecheng added:

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"According to Gongfu's wishes, this child... should have practiced Taoism for more than a thousand years."

Kong Sang's breath hitched.

More than a thousand years?

If calculated according to time, it would be the Northern Song Dynasty!

Such existences, whether they are humans or monsters, are absolutely no match for them!

At this time, Super Mario on TV has cleared the level.

The child happily put down the game controller and looked at Gonpot beside him.

Gonpot sat there, holding back his breath and lowering his head slightly.

"Be good." The child gently stroked Gonpot's fur, then turned around slowly, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Kong Sang and Zhao Yuecheng, as if asking... who are you?

Kong Sang suppressed the surprise in her heart and stepped forward:

"Senior Shangui, I'm..."

The child interrupted him, his eyes were very clear:

"No need to call me senior."

"I have a name."

"Just call me Yinshan."

Kongsang said while thinking about Yinshan:

"Then...Yinshan?"

"My name is Kong Sang, this is Zhao Yuecheng, and the wolf beside you is Gonbu."

"We are members of the Ten Yin Departments. We are here to investigate the Eight Immortals Incense."

What surprised Kong Sang was that this mountain ghost named Yin Shan nodded directly and said:

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"You don't need to check."

"We do not produce Eight Immortals Incense here, we just use the Eight Immortals Incense to make some experiments."

Kong Sang's eyebrows jumped.

From the tone of Yinshan Mountain Ghost...it seems that he knows the purpose of Daolian Club very clearly?

Is this legendary mountain ghost who may have been born in the Northern Song Dynasty an accomplice?

For a moment, Kong Sang couldn't accept it.

As if seeing Kong Sang's concerns, Yin Shan raised his head and said slowly:

"If you want to investigate the Eight Immortals Incense, you have to go to the factory, not here."

"If you are looking for your partner, then I can help."

"If you wanted to kill Park Soo-hong, the president here, then you don't have to waste your efforts. He would have been dead long ago."

A series of words made Kong Sang a little confused.

But he immediately grasped the point.

"Yinshan, where is my partner?"

Yinshan suddenly laughed, smiling like an inexperienced child:

"They're in Montenegro."

"To be precise, Montenegro weaved a dream for them, and that dream was almost too perfect to be perfect."

"I don't think anyone would want to come out."

Kong Sang asked subconsciously:

"But... why is this?"

Yinshan shrugged: "Then you have to ask Heishan."

Saying that, Yinshan stood up and took out another handheld game console:

"Do you need me to take you to Montenegro?"

Kong Sang said quickly: "Then I'll trouble you."

Yinshan shook his head with a smile: "You're welcome."

"I haven't seen a living person for a long time... a long time."

This sentence made Kong Sang shudder subconsciously.

I always feel that... these words sound a little scary and a little panicked.

Afterwards, Kong Sang, Zhao Yuecheng and Gongbu followed Yinshan and opened the door, came to the fork they passed before, and took the two of them to the direction Zhao Xiaocheng was exploring.

…

What Kong Sang and Zhao Yuecheng didn't know was that right after Yinshan led them into the long corridor, everything in front of them was like a mirage.

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It only took half a minute for Chen Tao to rush over.

But when he looked in the direction of Zhao Xiaocheng, he couldn't see anything.

At this time, Chen Tao looked at the crystal coffin he dragged out with a whisk with some distress:

"That's all, let's go to the room that Kongsang searched first."

At this time, inside the crystal coffin, it was unknown whether it was Yinshan or Heishan's body, lying peacefully in the crystal coffin.

…

In the conference room, seeing Park Xiuhong suddenly turn into a mud-like thing, and looking at the already dead Miko Shanjian who could no longer die, Zhang Lin turned around and looked at the sky full of ghost children.

Each of these ghost children covered their mouths and snickered, as if they were happy to see the death of the Zenmiko.

Zhang Lin did not intend to deal with these ghost children, but said directly:

"Listen, you are free now."

"I have no control over what you want to do."

"But... don't mess with me!"

"Otherwise, I will beat you to pieces!"

Zhang Lin's threat was indeed effective.

The ghost boys, who were still grinning a bit, fled in all directions one by one.

Zhang Lin snorted coldly and kicked open the door of the conference room.

At the same time, a really thick fog began to rise beneath her feet.

Just like London during the Industrial Revolution, the entire corridor was almost affected by thick fog, with no visibility at all.

However, in such a poor visual environment, Zhang Lin moved forward quickly, constantly shuttling through the long and narrow corridor.

The intoxicating laughter of the guests could be heard all around.
To be continued...