Ye Mingdao stood in front of Ye Jian's portrait and muttered to himself, Tang Fan died like this, which was beyond his expectation.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have suspected it was fake.
There are two questions before him now. First, I am afraid that only Tang Fan knows the whereabouts of Ye Jian's body; second, how to contact the Ghost Doctor with a Thousand Faces.
Only by finding the Ghost Doctor with a Thousand Faces can the stolen body be recovered.
When Ye Mingdao came to Jiangbei this time, he mainly targeted Dongfang Zhanhu and Jiu Chu.
If the stolen body is not found, they can only call it a draw.
Suddenly, there was a noise outside the window.
"who!"
Ye Mingdao broke into a cold sweat and immediately flew out of the window.
Under the moonlight, he saw a young man in black.
"Director Ye, long time no see!"
The voice of the young man in black was sinister and cold.
"The old ghost with a thousand faces!"
After Ye Mingdao saw the person clearly, he shouted loudly.
"You still recognize me, haha..."
The laughter of the young man in black was very unpleasant and did not match his age.
Ye Mingdao knew that the Thousand-faced Old Ghost was good at disguise. He was already quite young, but he had been appearing as a young man recently.
"Old ghost, where have you been these past few days?"
Upon hearing this, the Thousand-faced Old Ghost was filled with anger and cursed: "Ye Mingdao, your son almost killed me!"
Ye Mingdao frowned and said: "Old ghost, why do you say this? You have benefited a lot from our Sixth Office over the years!"
The Thousand-faced Old Ghost said angrily: "Then let me ask you, who did you offend me?"
Ye Mingdao immediately understood what he meant and smiled: "Are you afraid?"
"If I had known from the beginning that your target was the Eastern War Tiger, I would never have participated in this matter. In the past few days, I was almost discovered by them!"
"Old ghost, this matter... I was at fault. Let's do this. I'll double your reward!"
"Humph, do you have such good intentions?"
"Old ghost, as long as you hand over the stolen remains, I...I will give you three times the reward!"
The Thousand-faced Old Ghost curled his lips and said, "What if you kill someone and silence them?"
A hint of cruelty flashed in Ye Mingdao's eyes. The old ghost with a thousand faces was right, he was the only person involved in the case who knew the truth.
Only when he is dead can Ye Mingdao really feel relieved.
Ye Mingdao thought for a while and said: "Old ghost, I promise you that I will not kill you!"
The Thousand-faced Old Ghost said: "I know your secret and I have offended the Dongfang family. Why should I trust you?"
"What do you want?"
"You and I join forces to kill the Eastern War Tiger!"
"Yes, but not now."
"You are not in a hurry, and neither am I. When we kill the Eastern War Tiger, I will hand over those corpses to you!"
The Thousand-faced Old Ghost snorted coldly, turned around and left.
"Old ghost!"
Ye Mingdao was anxious and quickly called him to stop.
The Thousand-faced Old Ghost smiled and said, "Have you changed your mind?"
"Old ghost, I just want to remind you that in two days, the corpse in your hands will lose its value to us!"
"you……"
The old ghost with a thousand faces had a ferocious expression and clenched his fists in anger.
Ye Mingdao felt proud. He felt that the Thousand-faced Old Ghost was no match for him mentally.
He softened his tone and said: "Old ghost, I can give you a check for 50 billion right now, and you can fly away after you give me those corpses."
The Thousand-faced Old Ghost lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I want 100 billion!"
"Old ghost, you can't be greedy, I can only give you 60 billion!"
Ye Mingdao reached out and took out two checks, each worth 30 billion.
He tossed it casually, and the two checks flew towards the old ghost with a thousand faces.
The Thousand-faced Old Ghost did not take it immediately. Instead, he waved his hand to isolate the check from a distance of ten feet. After making sure that there was no problem, he took it in his hand.
He glanced at the number on the check, turned around and left.
Ye Mingdao followed closely behind.
After following for a while, Ye Mingdao frowned and asked: "Old ghost, isn't this the direction of Shuangjing Mountain?"
The thousand-faced old ghost didn't even turn around and said, "Director Ye Da, do you know what it means to be dark under the lamp?"
Ye Mingdao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I really have you!"
After a while, the old ghost with a thousand faces flew into a villa at the foot of Shuangjing Mountain.
Ye Mingdao stood outside and took a look, then followed in with a vigilant face.
As soon as he entered the villa, Ye Mingdao felt the biting cold air.
He saw that the hall of the villa was filled with corpses, and there were countless jade plaques hanging on the surrounding walls. The cold air emanated from those jade plaques.
Ye Mingdao knew that those jade plaques must be used to prevent corpses from decaying.
He stepped forward and pulled off a piece of white cloth, looked at the female body on the ground, and finally felt relieved.
"Old ghost, Dongfang Zhanhu never imagined that these corpses would be hidden here, haha..."
Ye Mingdao swept away the gloom in his heart these past few days and laughed loudly.
"Director Ye, these corpses are handed over to you. From now on, you and I will never see each other again!"
"Old ghost, thank you very much!"
Before Ye Mingdao could turn around, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him.
No, it’s dangerous!
Years of combat experience allowed his body to react quickly. He bent over suddenly and jumped to the side at the same time.
At this moment, he fully unleashed his late-stage cultivation of Dan Dan, and his body almost turned into an afterimage.
But he was too passive, and the short knife in the Thousand-faced Ghost Doctor's hand still chopped off his left arm.
"ah!"
Ye Mingdao's entire left arm flew into the air, he let out a scream, and his whole body was shaking with pain.
"Old ghost, you are crazy!"
Ye Mingdao rolled on the spot, dodged, and quickly raised his right hand to tap on the acupuncture points on his body to quickly stop the bleeding.
"Ye Mingdao, today is your death day!"
The Thousand-faced Ghost Doctor flew forward and threw the snow-white dagger at Ye Mingdao.
The ice and snow storm set off by this short knife instantly surrounded Ye Mingdao, and the cold wind inside blew towards Ye Mingdao like a knife.
"No, you... are not an old ghost, you are..."
Ye Mingdao stared at the short knife blankly and suddenly woke up.
"Ye Mingdao, you can't escape today!"
A mist emitted from the body of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor. After the illusion was lifted, he turned into Tang Fan...
"Tang Fan, you are indeed not dead, ah..."
Ye Mingdao's face was filled with regret. He had always been cautious, but he never expected that Tang Fan could also use the disguise technique.
The hatred in his heart was overwhelming, and the cold iron and ice blades had already flown in front of him, leaving him no room to think too much.
Ye Mingdao immediately took out a feather fan from the storage bag. This fan was composed of ten jet black feathers and looked very ordinary.
Ye Mingdao waved his feather fan gently, and a terrifying heat suddenly emitted. This heat was like a wave of fire, directly colliding with the ice and snow storm set off by the cold iron ice blade.
"Boom boom..."
The terrifying air wave lifted the roof of the villa, and the cold iron ice blade was also knocked aside.
"What a powerful magic weapon!"
Although Tang Fan knew that Ye Mingdao was difficult to kill, he still underestimated him.
He stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the cold iron ice blade returned to his hand.
"Tang Fan, you...can't kill me!"
Ye Mingdao smiled miserably, forgetting the pain of breaking his arm, and threw the feather fan in his hand towards Tang Fan with all his strength.
A sharp neighing sound came from the fan, and the ten feathers instantly decomposed and turned into a strange bird spirit beast with a spider face and a peacock body.
Although this spiritual beast is not a physical entity, it does possess a trace of its remnant soul.
It kept neighing in its mouth and aimed at Tang Fan's throat and pecked hard.
This strange bird was getting closer and closer to Tang Fan, and its black feathers emitted blazing waves of fire.
After Tang Fan was enveloped by this wave of fire, he felt like his soul was out of his body. His body functions were disturbed and his movements slowed down uncontrollably.
"This is……"
Tang Fan had a feeling of déjà vu. Whether it was its cry or its shape, he seemed to have seen it somewhere before.
Golden Spider Sparrow!
Tang Fan remembered that the remnant soul of the golden spider bird was also sealed in his soul-eating cauldron.
I really didn’t expect that Ye Mingdao actually had a magic weapon made of golden spider bird feathers!