They seemed to be controlled by their souls and became puppets at the mercy of others.

"Your Highness, do you think that old man is walking a little weird?" Chen Xin stared at the old man's back, arched Chen Cong's shoulder, and quietly opened his lips.

"The living dead. There is only a shell of flesh, but the soul has no master." Chen Cong shook his head and sighed, "Even if he rescued him, he would be unable to make up for the truth."

Chen Xin gasped.

In this way, wouldn’t almost all the people in Miaojiang be destroyed?

"They were crazy and betting on everyone's lives just to raise cat ghosts?" Chen Xin was a little shocked.

These days, the two walked around and asked about the Miaojiang people and pieced together something.

In the entire Miaojiang, every village will open altars to worship tonight, and use life to sacrifice to the sky to awaken the sleeping cat ghosts. These cat ghosts are raised by them with mother-child Gu, and each one can be controlled freely.

But the cat ghost king only listens to his master's words.

And its owner is the holy son of the Miaojiang clan.

As for what it is, how did Ren Chencong and Chen Xin ask about it, but they couldn't ask any more.

Chen Cong tried to use the gossip deduction technique, but he directly deduced it in a mess and had to give up.

"Right can control people's hearts." Chen Cong looked at the old man's back and turned his head to leave.

Rights can control people's hearts...

Chen Xin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt the cold wind suddenly blew, and he hurriedly followed the former.

Although he was very skilled in light skills, he could not escape the skill of the three-legged cat in the mouths of those crazy animals.

Otherwise, how could he end up in such a miserable end?

"Your Highness, you told me that the rebirth beads were evil things and you almost persecuted them. But you only talked about the ancient bronze coffin, but did not mention the rebirth beads." Chen Xin remembered something and asked suspiciously.

Could it be that His Highness, King of Qin, lied to him and wanted to swallow the rebirth beads alone?

"Actually, I've been to Miaojiang once after that day." In front of a big tree, Chen Cong brushed his sleeves and set up a barrier, and then he answered his questions.

It turned out that after returning from Miaojiang, Chen Cong always felt that the figure was very familiar, so he went to Miaojiang again.

This time, he accidentally obtained the rebirth bead, but fell into infinite illusions, and his soul almost died.

If the system hadn't stripped him away in time, he would have told him there.

After receiving the systematic friendly prompt, Chen Cong thought left and right, but couldn't find someone who could help him, so he had no choice but to turn back.

"Now I have the realm of transforming elixirs, and I can do my best to deal with that guy." Chen Cong said this, a murderous aura burst out from his eyes.

This time, he must kill the guy under his embroidered spring sword.

Seeing that Chen Xin was silent, Chen Cong simply took out the bag and handed it over.

"I, Chen Cong, do things straightly and never say weird words to deceive others."

Chen Xin was stunned and smiled and stuffed the treasure bag into the former's hands: "It's my villain's heart that judges the gentleman's belly, your highness, forgive me."

Chen Cong waved his hand, put away the secret bag and entered into meditation without caring, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

As for Chen Xin, he turned his head and looked at the direction of Yanjing from the north.

Maybe in my lifetime, I can't bring you to my hometown with you.

After being silent for a long time, the jade-faced fox suddenly sighed, and a rare sad look overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

At night.

Snow falls in the south, and so is Miaojiang.

This snow suddenly turned the entire rolling mountainous land into a white plain covered with silver.

As soon as midnight arrived, a strange ringing sound suddenly rang.

"A hundred ghosts walk at night, and the living people give way-"

Chen Cong, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

"A hundred ghosts walk at night, and the living people give way-"

The midnight shout of the past came again, and merged with the present.

He suddenly stood up, took out two pills from Qiankun's sac on his waist, swallowed one by himself, and handed it to Chen Xin.

The drowsy person subconsciously stood up, took the pill and swallowed it.

The bitter taste of his mouth immediately made him come back to his senses.

"Your Highness, you want to poison me. I am not the right way, but I am not the wrong way. I am a thief who robs the rich and helps the poor!" Chen Xin frowned and complained bitterly.

"It's a pill that hides your breath. It's half an hour to keep up." Chen Cong stared at the four sides and opened the door, walked towards the villagers in the middle of the village. After saying that, he turned around and turned into the barrier and started walking towards the middle of the village.

At that time, the locust tree at the entrance of the village trembled.

One cat corpse after another suddenly opened its green eyes, and its unsightly cat eyes were particularly cold and terrifying in the darkness. They struggled, fell from the locust trees, and walked towards the center of the village with staggering steps.

The villagers on both sides made way very consciously, and at the same time they did not forget to bow their waists and lower their eyes - as if these cat ghosts were the kings at this time, and they were just humble slaves.

A hundred ghosts walk at night, and the living give way—this is the case.

A cool breeze suddenly blew, and Chen Xin's neck felt goosebumps.

He shivered for a moment, hurriedly caught up with Chen Cong, and joined him in the villagers.

The closer you get to the altar in the middle of the village, the stronger the decay of death and decay.

Chen Xin was so excited that he almost vomited. When he saw Chen Cong glance at him, he smiled awkwardly and quickly closed his sense of smell.

"When the medicine is effective, you go and release the fireworks signal. The four Jinyiwei will come to get rid of the demons. You will take advantage of this to leave." Chen Cong handed the object like Chen Xin and sent a message into the secret passage.

After all, Chen Xin was not a spiritual practitioner. After hearing this rare voice transmission, he was stunned for a long time before he realized.

He nodded and took it.

Both leaned against the corner and looked up at the altar.

On the altar, there was an ancient bronze coffin placing straight on.

Exactly the same as it was back then.

Chen Cong's eyes deepened.

The cat ghost jumped onto the altar, lowered his eyes and bowed his head in the bronze ancient coffin, and then walked towards the fire beside him.

In the fire, a dying girl was swallowed up.

Cat ghosts and moths flew into the fire one after another, and the originally bright flames suddenly turned into faint green.

On the stage, an old man wearing a crow mask held an ancient bronze bell in his hand, raised it above his head and shook it three times. While walking around the ancient coffin, he recited unknown language with striking verbal words.

The villagers from all directions knelt on the ground, folded their hands and kowtowed to the rituals of the king and the ministers.

"Welcome to the return of my king—"

The uniform voice resounded in the air. It was obviously very loud and excited, but Chen Xin felt goose bumps again when he heard it.

If he hadn't felt his breath, he would have thought he had gone to the underworld.

At one moment, a sharp cat sound burst out from the bronze ancient coffin.

The old man walked to the green fire with a ringing bell and reached out to see him.

The bell is tilted and a handful of green fire is poured into it.
Chapter completed!