Black Tiger Hall, inside the Hall Master's Mansion.
Yi Yan made preparations early and came here alone to wait for the hall master to return.
Zhang Wanyu also said that she wanted to follow him, but Yi Jin thought about it again and again and rejected her request.
First, she is too weak, and a ghost hunter with only Kong Shun's first level of strength is not taken seriously at all.
Second, what if she goes to Baiyuemen after following her?
The girl she cried with in front of Bai Yue's door was probably made into blood food and no longer exists in this world. Blindly following him will only make her experience more pain.
After all, Aunt Bai's death had already brought her to the verge of mental collapse, but since Aunt Bai was killed by Bai Ling, Zhang Wanyu's visits to the house have become significantly less frequent. She stays in her room almost all day long, and even when she comes out, she can still see clearly
Signs of redness and swelling in both eyes.
Although she was good at concealing it, Yi Yan was very thoughtful, so how could she not notice it?
Seeing that the time has come, the embers turned inside.
The interior of the Hall Master's Mansion is extremely luxuriously renovated, with the ground paved with jade-like stone slabs and surrounded by landscape paintings.
Eight tables and chairs were placed on both sides, with slowly rising sandalwood incense placed on the seats.
"Come here, Emberboy!"
At this moment, the seats on the left were full, and Wang Suo on the right winked at Yi Yan and asked Yi Yan to sit next to him.
A group of ghost hunters, about thirty or forty, looked up at the ember at the same time. They lowered their heads and discussed, and their words inevitably included praise for the ember.
Although there are critics, they are still in the minority.
"Boy, I heard that you just experienced a mission with a survival rate of about 20%?"
Just after Yu Yan sat down, a fat man in brocade clothes opposite him asked.
"That's right, I was participating in the mission with Bai Ling from Baiyue Gate at that time." Yi Jin said respectfully. He could sense that the man who spoke was at least no worse than Bai Ling in strength, and now they both have a good impression of him.
, so he seemed very polite.
"Then do you know how my brother Wang Li died?"
Suddenly, an old voice that sounded like it came from Yu Yan's heart sounded in his mind, and Yi Yan nodded subconsciously.
"He was after Bai Ling used living sacrifices to lure the ghosts out..."
At the moment when he was about to tell the truth, the jade pendant on Yu Yan's chest suddenly became hot, pulling him back to consciousness. He woke up instantly. He didn't know what had affected his mind. He was still frightened, and then he changed his words.
"They were killed by those female corpses."
Who is it? The ghost master?
Yi Yan was very confused in his heart. After searching around, his eyes focused on an old man next to Wang Suo. He was skinny and his appearance was extremely old. If he hadn't taken a sip from the tea cup at this moment, Yi Yan would have thought that this person was
A corpse.
So strong!
In an instant, Yi Yan recognized him as Wang Zhenglong, whom Wang Kun mentioned at that time, who was the third in command of Black Tiger Hall.
Although not as powerful as the two old men in the Blood Eagle Ceremony, one can almost tell at a glance that the red mist around this old man is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
It’s even close to catching up to one-tenth of Kong Shun’s.
Kong Shun is a seventh-level demon hunter! He is also one of the only two seventh-level ghost hunters in Black Tiger Hall.
Yi Yan swallowed his saliva, secretly glad that he had not accidentally told the truth about the old man's death, otherwise the old man would have killed him without even sacrificing himself.
"Well, I also guessed that that kid couldn't walk out of Dayang Lake alive. If he dies, he will die. Fortunately, a decent guy emerged from Yunmen, so it's not a loss."
Wang Zhenglong was not as concerned about his younger brother as Yu Yan imagined. On the contrary, his attitude was very cold, as if his younger brother's death was like a piece of trash thrown away casually and had no impact on him at all.
While he was speaking, he never looked at the embers. He was thinking about something calmly and calmly. He held the tea cup in his hand and tasted the tea carefully.
"Crack!"
The sound of footsteps falling to the ground came from outside the door, and the originally noisy hall master's mansion fell silent instantly.
A two-meter-tall man, whose whole body was covered by a black robe, with only one face exposed, slowly walked towards the top seat of the hall master's palace.
The man's face was like a living thing, with some flesh sprouts emerging from the dark corners all the time. His face was pale, just like those ghosts that had been soaked in the vat for a long time.
Ember couldn't help but activated his skills, and his newly warm body was once again eaten away by resentment. Regardless of the danger of his accelerated corpse transformation, he tried his best to just catch a glimpse of the most powerful ghost master in the Black Tiger Hall.
The resentment flowed along the meridians to his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the world seemed to have turned into pitch black inadvertently. With this man at the center, the heart-stopping resentment continued to spread outwards.
Darkness as thick as slurry rolled outwards, and his black robe rustled. At the same time, Yi Yan felt that there seemed to be another person hidden in his black robe.
He looked towards his feet, and sure enough, behind his slightly swollen back, a pair of pale little feet followed the man's steps.
Only then did Yi Yan realize in his heart where this exaggerated resentment came from.
The source is the ghost behind him.
He is truly worthy of being the strongest person in the Black Tiger Hall—the leader of the Black Tiger Hall, Li Zhentian.
The aura on his body is not inferior to that of the two old men. No wonder the number of ghost masters is lower than that of the Baiyue Sect, but he can be on par with the Baiyue Sect.
"Where are the two elders? Zhenglong"
Li Zhentian sat lazily on the high chair, his face unchanged under his black robe. He calmly took out the human skin paper from his arms and flipped through it carefully.
"Sir Shen Yong'an is participating in a mission and may not be able to come back for a while," Li Zhenglong said respectfully to the person in the seat in front of him.
"Well, I probably understand."
Li Zhentian waved his hand, glanced at the crowd, and then focused on Yi Yan. He smiled with interest and said
"You're weird. You're obviously not a ghost, but you have the same aura as a ghost. People who don't understand think you are a ghost master!"
Being stared at by Li Zhentian like this, Yu Yan felt that his body was out of control and he froze in place. It wasn't until he withdrew his gaze that his body regained the ability to move.
"My body is just a lucky change. I am able to fight with the power of ghosts. Compared with the hall master, I am still far behind," Yu Yan said with a smile.
"Are you going to live soon?" Li Zhentian didn't pay attention to Yan Yan's compliments, because he had heard enough of this kind of thing and was almost cocooned.
Yi Yan was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly felt something very bad in his heart.
He couldn't notice Li Zhentian's mood swings at all. This man was like a puppet. He acted like a game when talking and doing things. It was as if the evil ghost behind him was manipulating him to behave like this.
If his secret is seen through, will he kill himself?
Yi Yan didn't know how to answer for a while, and he was inevitably a little hesitant.
"Don't worry, I don't mean to explore your secrets."
Li Zhentian waved his hand, regained his expressionless face, and repeatedly opened and closed his mouth.
"Next time someone from our Black Tiger Hall will go to the Dead Infant Village to perform a mission, and it will be in half a month. If you are already about to die, then I suggest you participate in the next mission, where you can at least get enough points.
To improve one's body or seek new breakthroughs."
He paused, and then continued, "If you haven't died yet, judging from the results you have joined now, the strength of the third-level Kong Shun power can beat Wang Yun half to death. You are relatively talented. If you have enough points,
You can stay in the city, practice hard, and be fully prepared for the next mission."