The night was silent.

Chapter 350 Burned to Death

I looked at this ghost family and smiled awkwardly.

However, to quickly find the evil ghost, asking these ghosts directly was naturally the fastest way.

So I spoke to the female ghost again:

"Hey beautiful, let me ask you something!

Where is the fierce spirit here?"

The female ghost was stunned for a moment, and her head began to shake continuously.

Clearly, my question made her a little scared.

I smiled faintly:

"Beautiful, don't be afraid. We are Daoist priests! We exterminate evil to the fullest."

Upon hearing my words, the female ghost's expression instantly stiffened.

She looked somewhat surprised.

The male ghost sitting on her other side also tilted his head to look at me.

After a moment of silence, the female ghost spoke:

"No wonder you can see us."

"Can you tell me where the fierce spirit is now?"

I continued to press.

But the female ghost shook her head:

"She's not here!"

"Not here? Where did she go?"

Old Mo frowned and asked.

But the female ghost shook her head.

Her husband tilted his head and replied:

"I don't know, but she comes back every now and then.

And when she comes back, she beats us up."

The male ghost spoke with a hint of fear.

The female ghost also looked terrified.

Clearly, they were very wary of that evil ghost...

Meanwhile, in front of the screening hall.

A group of actors took the stage, seven or eight people.

The audience had also grown from about twenty people to forty or fifty.

The ghosts who had been pushed aside stood on both sides of the aisle.

Standing still.

On the viewing platform, the director began his speech:

"Welcome everyone for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend!

Tonight is the premiere of our movie 'Waiting for You Three Lives and Three Worlds to Find Me'.

Our production is small, and we've invited our most loyal fans.

We hope you'll give us plenty of feedback and reviews after watching..."

The director was babbling on.

But Old Mo and I weren't listening at all.

We were more interested in gathering information about the evil spirit.

Since the ghost would return, both of us planned to wait here for it.

At the same time, to understand more about the situation here.

So, we continued to converse with the female ghost:

"Don't be afraid, we're here to take care of it.

By the way, how did your family die?"

Upon hearing this, the female ghost was stunned again.

Her husband sighed:

"Right here, we were burned to death!"

"Huh? Burned to death?"

Old Mo and I both exclaimed in surprise.

The female ghost nodded, then looked at the other ghosts in the cinema:

"We're all the same, we were all burned to death here.

Killed by that evil woman, who set the fire..."

Hearing this, my heart sank.

No wonder there were so many ghosts here.

So, all the ghosts in this entire building were burned to death here.

This meant that Screening Hall 13 was a haunted house.

This made sense.

Why so many ghosts were gathered in such a popular commercial area and within the cinema.

If a person died accidentally in a house, that house would become a haunted house.

Without anyone to guide the soul, or a lamp lit during the funeral rites to guide the soul.

It was very difficult for ghosts to leave a haunted house.

These ghosts before us were trapped in Screening Hall 13 for this reason.

I was thinking about these things.

But the female ghost's next sentence, "burned to death by that evil woman," made my expression darken:

"Beautiful, you said burned to death by an evil woman.

What's the story? Is that the evil ghost?"

The female ghost looked left and right, then finally nodded.

She whispered to me:

"Yes, we were all burned to death by her.

After we died, she still beat us up."

As she said this, the female ghost showed a look of grief and indignation.

The male ghost beside her suddenly spoke to me:

"Daoist priest, can you help us?

Help us leave this place?

We've all been here for five years..."

This time, the male ghost's voice was a little louder.

As soon as he said this, all the ghosts around, who seemed to be standing still and watching the big screen, suddenly turned their heads.

They all stared directly at Old Mo and me.

In their eyes, there was a hint of expectation.

Seeing so many ghosts staring at us, Old Mo and I felt a chill.

But on the surface, we remained calm.

Taking a deep breath, I then spoke:

"Everyone, rest assured, I will find a way to send you all away later.

But beforehand, you must cooperate with me to capture that fierce ghost."

My voice was not loud.

Every ghost present could hear it.

Upon hearing me say this, a flicker of surprise flashed in their gray eyes.

The screening hall became noisy at this moment.

"Great, great!"

"Thank you, thank you Daoist priest."

"We finally have a chance to leave!"

"Mom, I'm scared the fierce sister will come back and beat me!"

"..."

The ghosts were chattering, very noisy.

It seemed that these ghosts had heard all our conversations with the female ghost, but they hadn't interrupted us.

And the living people watching the movie in the front also heard my words.

At this moment, they all turned their heads, looking at Old Mo and me as if we were crazy.

Two female audience members even complained:

"No manners, can't you see everyone is watching the movie?"

"Exactly, are these two idiots? They've been talking to themselves since they entered."

"That's right, I've been paying attention to them for a long time.

Talking to empty seats, they're truly stupid."

"..."

But as soon as these two spoke.

The surrounding ghosts all suddenly turned their heads, glaring angrily at the two women.

The next second, those two women felt a chill run through them.

Their bodies shivered, and their eyes felt as if they had been hit by a cold wind.

The two women blinked.

When they opened their eyes again, the scene before them completely stunned them.

They saw that the empty seats behind them, to their left and right,

were now densely packed with pale-faced men and women.

And these men and women were all staring at them with fierce gazes...