"After he came out of Gutongjing alive, the news he brought out was that Wuxie was dead." Fu Rong took out a letter and handed it to Zhang Rishan.

This also makes sense, since Wuxie did not leave the desert, so Li Cu found out that he had received a courier from the desert, and then went to Wushanju to look for Wuxie.

Zhang Rishan took it and read the contents, then burned the letter to ashes.

"Those things will be followed up according to Wu Xie's plan. You need to follow Xiaochuan in three days." He turned the fingers on his hand and looked a little tired.

Fu Rong never asked too many questions, he only followed orders, and after receiving the arrangements, he took the initiative to leave to deal with them.

The moonlight poured down, and Zhang Rishan sighed slightly. His appearance remained unchanged, but he became even colder inside. He seemed to have no expectations for anything. The only thing he could not let go of was Qi Lechuan and Jiumen.

Sometimes I think about the days decades ago. At that time, Lord Buddha, Lord Eight and others still had smiles on their faces. No matter what happened, there would always be an unforgettable time.

The people of Jiumen are by no means good people, but from a standpoint, they are not very evil people either. Now that they have reached this stage, they are basically about to collapse.

He, the president of the Nine Gates Association, may not be respected by anyone.

Backyard ancestral hall.

Qi Jiujiu offered a stick of incense to Qi Baye, and then took out a mini peach wood sword. It was a small toy that Qi Baye gave to Qi Lechuan when he was a child. It has been kept until now. It has been illuminated and may not pose any threat to people.

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But for ghosts, this is a sharp blade.

Jiang Qinuan stood outside the door and looked up at the moon. A muffled groan came from inside the room. She glanced back, closed her eyes, soothed the black snake on her wrist, and continued to look at the moon.

If you want to find Qi Lechuan, the fastest way is to take blood from the ghost king's heart and completely activate the ghost contract. Once the ghost contract is activated, Qi Jiujiu can clearly sense Qi Lechuan's emotions, but the price is that half of his soul will be affected.

Heavy damage.

The Ghost Contract was initially used by Master Qi Ba to suppress the little ghosts. From the beginning to the end, Master Qi Ba never thought of fully activating it.

But who would have thought that today, Qi Jiujiu would voluntarily pierce his soul and live with her.

Under the same moon, the only gap Qi Lechuan could see shone through with a trace of moonlight. She lowered her eyes and pinched her fingers, pursed her lips, and then turned her eyes to the so-called bed, which was a coffin. Her expression froze a bit, and her eyes became more numerous.

A bit chilling.

I don’t know who made the move, but putting a coffin in the basement was disgusting to her. Fortunately, she has a good temper now and doesn’t care. She walked over and lay down with her feet crossed, looking at the ceiling and thinking.

Suddenly, she felt a heartache, as if a knife had penetrated her heart. The pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe. She covered her heart with her left hand, and her fingertips turned white.

Then she felt a sense of suffocation, as if someone's emotions that had been suppressed for too long were overwhelmingly surrounding her. After a while, her head was covered with cold sweat and she couldn't even lift her fingers.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that she calmed down. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, and climbed up holding the coffin inexplicably. Reason told her that this was definitely not that simple.

In the Qi family ancestral hall, Qi Jiujiu drew out his mahogany sword and took a breath. The last color on his lips disappeared and they were all pale.

He held the table and put the mahogany sword back into place, muttering, "It doesn't hurt too much."

Jiang Qinuan's voice came in from outside the door, "My mouth has been dead for thousands of years, but it's still so hard."

He chuckled, his voice clean and crisp, "What do you know, little brat, I can clearly feel her heartbeat now, this stab is worth it."

"I don't understand."

Jiang Qinuan's first meeting in her life was spent recently. She once again witnessed how ruthless Qi Jiujiu could be. He could give himself a knife when he was ruthless, and still smile and say it was not a loss.

Someone in the basement clearly felt the heartache, and it was symbiotic.

Qi Lechuan clenched her fists. She guessed the forbidden technique. If this damn brat did something like this again, she would be able to find a way soon.

It's only been nearly two weeks, can't he wait any longer?

There were footsteps in the darkness, and Qi Lechuan stood up steadily, clasping one hand behind his back.

"Hunter, you are indeed very talented. You were born with a yin destiny. Kefu Kezi is just for this life. But your destiny may not be perfect according to your grandfather. Now, you are just a ghost." Wang Wenchang said.

Then, he threw several burned black paper figures into the room through the window.

The fate of ghost marriage...

Doesn't Qi Lechuan know that the Yin women of this era have long been transformed into vessels and died after giving birth to ghost fetuses, just like Qi Jiujiu was born in another body that year? It was because of her good luck that she met Qi Baye and learned a lot.

ability.

"Oh, ghost marriage? You call one up and see if I can break its neck in an instant." She glanced at the paper man on the ground with a faint look, and her tone was mocking. With her current ability, it would be easy to save her life.

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And if the other party really invites the devil, he might help her in disguise.

Wang Wenchang actually admired her very much. He used paper figures to attract several powerful evil spirits, which almost caused chaos in the base, but ghosts of this level were not qualified.

"It's not good to be so harsh, young man, it's time for you to get married at your age." Wang Wenchang left the last sentence without any further words and left.

"You don't have to worry about this." She straightened her back and responded.

After a long time, Qi Lechuan felt as if he had collapsed. He leaned on the coffin with his back and let go of his hand. After a few seconds, he picked up the paper man on the ground.

Judging from the marks on it, this old Taoist priest was stronger than her. The talisman was burnt black and splashed with black dog blood.

She got dirty things on her hands as soon as she touched it.

Qi Lechuan got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. Her face in the mirror was pale. She covered her heart and breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn't know why the old Taoist priest proposed ghost marriage, she knew it was definitely not a good thing.

It was a sleepless night.

The next day, Jiang Qinuan followed Qi Jiujiu's statement that they went to the haunted house to try to sleep last night. Qi Jiujiu ate too much and had to digest it so that it would not appear again in the blood jade.

Wang Changfeng felt that the aura of the little ghost was indeed much weaker. After her investigation, it was found that Qi Jiujiu did the same thing when he was around Qi Lechuan. Maybe it was also the effect of the incense ash. Maybe Qi Jiujiu would completely become her little ghost when he came out again.

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Until the day of the transaction, Wang Changfeng did not bring the blood jade, but went to do it alone.

After getting it, she found that there were a few more bags than last time. Wang Changfeng realized that something was wrong, "What did you do to Qi Lechuan? She is a long-term blood bank. If the amount is such a large amount every time, she will not survive."
Chapter completed!