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Chapter 1509 The seal of the king of hell shines

The King of Hell Seal? Why does it shine at this time? I don’t know how to use this thing. Although I have taught you by Yan before, it is not the same at all. And I think this is the real King of Hell Seal, because it feels completely different when you hold it in your hand.

This one is bigger, heavier, and even has a sense of evil spirit.

Who has the greatest evil spirit? Do you think it is the evil ghost Rakshasa? You are wrong, it is the King of Hell! The one with the greatest evil spirit in the underworld is him, otherwise why should he suppress those evil spirits?

So, the greater the evil spirit of the King of Hell Seal, it means that it is the real one.

What does Wu Yan say? It feels okay, but... the one who can't say it is weak, as if it's just a thing in the world, without such a strong evil spirit. The King of Hell feels cold all over when he holds it in his hand, and even a dead aura comes, as if he wants to save your soul. Do you think it's fierce?

It's just strange, why does this seal of Hell shine?

Could it be that my nightmare is related to this thing? Wait, the person in the dream is not... the King of Hell, right?

At this moment, with a sudden bang, the lid of the coffin was opened, and a greedy old face looked down at me.

"Your uncle, get up, when do you want to sleep until it's twelve o'clock noon?" Hong Wu cursed.

It’s true that although it’s dark inside, it’s already sunny outside, and it’s normal at twelve o’clock noon, but I don’t know, so I’m sleeping in a mess.

As soon as I saw the light, the seal of the King of Hell dimmed. I quickly put it away and stepped out of the coffin.

But as soon as he came out, the coffin was carried to burn, and when it came out, there was only a jar of ashes left.

Damn, fortunately I was discovered. If I were thrown into the stove together, wouldn’t it become ashes together?

"Amitabha, how good it is."

I casually said to the ashes. After all, I slept all night and was destined to be with this old man.

"Stop pretending, people die like a lamp that goes out. Say this is useless. The overnight fee last night is 200 yuan!" Hong Wu stretched out his hand at me and wanted to ask for money, while the guys around him were very busy and all of them were working. Recently, the crematorium seemed to be doing well, and many dead people came. Except for Hong Wu, everyone else wanted to have eight hands, while Hong Wu was sitting next to me smoking a dry cigarette. As the boss, he was leisurely.

"Master Hong Wu, isn't it necessary to charge me for this?" I shook his hand away, and then suddenly asked, "Why did so many people die recently, and there are a lot of business!"

Hong Wu laughed: "Hmph, don't you know? The evil witches came out again. They started to make trouble and died many innocent people. Now there are ghosts everywhere. This is already a small number. If I have a big place and more business, I can no longer let go of them. I will ask them to go to other crematoriums who come from behind."

Evil witch? Are evil cultivators? Didn’t the Zhang family die? Why is there such a thing? The rest should not dare to make trouble, right? If you don’t have enough skills, you will be a clown who will come out, and you are not enough to kill others. Don’t underestimate the righteous path to enter the right path, unless a leader like Zhang Tianci or Zhang Qing appears.

"What's going on? Who is the one who takes the lead?" I asked Hong Wu quickly.

Hong Wu said this was interesting. The person who led the lead said it was enough to scare others, saying that it was the ancestor of our Tang family, an ancestor witch, Mingxi!

Mingxi? Are you kidding? How many years have you been dead? Impossible!

Wait, the bones of Mingxi were buried under the tattoo shop before, but they were stolen from behind. Now, a Mingxi suddenly appeared. Could it be... someone interfered with it? Using the corpse to cause trouble?

"Impossible, how many years have Mingxi been dead? Besides, Mingxi is an authentic wizard, what does it have to do with evil cultivators?" I quickly retorted that this may be a big deal. Someone uses Mingxi to make trouble, and that will kill people.

Hong Wu spitted out a smoke ring and said he didn't know about it. However, the authentic wizards were like crazy. They said that the witch ancestor appeared and all devoted themselves to evil cultivators. They began to kill people everywhere and do everything they could. They were even more crazy than Zhang Tianci's era, and there were more people who died, and they were slaughtered indiscriminately. Many of them were innocent ordinary people.

The night before yesterday, dozens of evil ghosts appeared in an office building, almost hundreds of people died, all of whom jumped off the building and hanged themselves, or they died in the toilet, which was particularly terrifying, but someone had already caught the ghosts.

Now the bodies have been transported one after another, and I guess they won't check it anymore. I don't know if it's impossible to find out or it's too evil, but many innocent people have died anyway.

When I heard that this matter could not continue like this, and Mingxi was my ancestor, so I had to find the body back. Someone behind me was interfering with it, so I had to pull them out.

But now I have something else to do, I have to find the person and wife from the tattoo shop.

"Master Hong Wu..."

"Don't call me, I won't interfere in this matter. Go and find Yang Tian. His Tianshi Sect is unruly in such a righteous thing." Hong Wu saw my thoughts, but he would never do it without money. Catching ghosts is nothing to him, but he can only do it as a business, and it's all his business!
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