These underwear are hardly any great treasure.
Wang Xianzhi quickly threw the underwear in Han Lin's face.
"Where's the car?" Zhao Yan asked.
Wang Xianzhi: "The car is a few hundred meters ahead, Xin Xin is watching it."
"Have Xin Xin drive the car over."
Wang Xianzhi made a phone call, and after about two minutes, Wu Jiaxin drove over.
"Zhao..."
Zhao Yan put her finger to her lips, making a shushing gesture.
"Tie up these few people first, then move them into the car," Zhao Yan commanded.
After Han Lin and his disciples were tied up and put into the car, Zhao Yan took the leash of the Black Tiger General from Wu Jiaxin.
"Xin Xin, drive a few people back to Little Wang's house."
"What about you, Sister Zhao?" Wu Jiaxin sat in the driver's seat, sticking her head out the car window.
Zhao Yan: "We have other matters."
"Okay," Wu Jiaxin replied, and drove away, gradually disappearing from Zhao Yan's sight.
"Master, where are we going now?" Wang Xianzhi asked.
Zhao Yan pointed in the direction behind them: "Back."
"Back to the Long family mansion?" Wang Xianzhi asked doubtfully.
The task was done, why go back now?
Seeing Zhao Yan turn back, Wang Xianzhi quickly followed.
After walking only a dozen steps, she felt something was wrong. The small bell at her waist suddenly made a "ding" sound.
She took out the small bell, which was a soul-summoning bell found on Han Lin.
As she was wondering why the bell was ringing, Zhao Yan heard faint sounds.
She immediately grabbed Wang Xianzhi's wrist and quickly ran into the small alley behind them.
Arriving in the small alley, Zhao Yan squatted down, her hand tightly covering the Black Tiger General's mouth.
Wang Xianzhi was still confused when she saw four people run past on the road ahead.
Seeing these four people, Zhao Yan vaguely understood why the small bell had rung.
Among the four people, she saw the female corpse from before. Han Lin had used the soul-summoning bell to summon the female corpse's soul.
"Wasn't this female corpse's soul already transcended? Why would the soul-summoning bell still ring when the female corpse approached? Could it be that it wasn't completely transcended back then?" Zhao Yan thought to herself.
After the people had gone far away, Zhao Yan, with the Black Tiger General and Wang Xianzhi, walked out of the small alley.
She increasingly felt that there were many secrets in the Long family mansion.
Quickly arriving at the Long family mansion, she observed it carefully. Zhao Yan, Wang Xianzhi, and the Black Tiger General walked past the side of the courtyard.
Arriving at the side of the courtyard gate, Zhao Yan extended her hand and made a downward gesture to Wang Xianzhi.
Wang Xianzhi squatted down, and Zhao Yan stepped on him. With a push of her legs, she quickly climbed over the courtyard wall.
Zhao Yan extended her hand, and Wang Xianzhi jumped up, grabbed her hand, and was pulled over with a strong tug.
The Black Tiger General let out a soft whine at the corner of the wall, trying to climb up. Zhao Yan turned and made a shushing gesture to it, then pointed to the side of the courtyard gate.
The Black Tiger General quickly ran to the side of the courtyard gate, crouched on the side, and stared at the roads on both sides.
"What a good dog," Wang Xianzhi muttered softly.
Zhao Yan lay on the courtyard wall. From this angle, she could see the Long family mansion.
Upon looking, she saw that the Xuanmen masters who had left earlier were now lying stiffly on the ground, along with their disciples.
The six Xuanmen masters and their disciples had pale faces, their eyes wide open, and their pupils had turned white.
Old Master Long, who had been leaning on a cane, was now standing tall, showing no sign of his previous frailty.
Old Master Long held a small bowl in his hand, which contained dozens of wriggling black worms.
He grabbed a black worm and placed it under the nostril of a Xuanmen master.
The black worm quickly burrowed in, and the Xuanmen master lying on the ground instantly stood up, like a puppet without thought.
"Old Master Long is extraordinary. He is a corpse raiser," Zhao Yan whispered to Wang Xianzhi.
She had read the notes of a corpse raiser, and these dark, worm-like creatures should be soul worms.
The creation of soul worms is very complex. One soul worm is made from the soul of a person with blood relations.
Old Master Long was rich and had married many times, but he never had children.
Now it seemed that he had quite a few children, and all the children born had become soul worms.
As Zhao Yan was thinking, the bell trembled slightly.
She quickly placed her hand on Wang Xianzhi's head, pushed his head down, and simultaneously lowered her body.
"Dang!"
The soul-summoning bell made a ringing sound.
Zhao Yan's expression turned grim.
Wang Xianzhi was so scared his face turned pale.
"What was that sound?" Old Master Long stopped what he was doing and looked up ahead.
The men in black at the entrance quickly searched in the direction of the sound.
Seeing them about to circle around to the side of the courtyard gate, Zhao Yan reached for the small bag at her waist. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
As these people approached, the Black Tiger General immediately rushed forward.
Its head shook constantly.
The collar hanging around its neck, the small beads on the collar made a clanging sound.
The men in black glanced at the Black Tiger General and turned back: "Master Long, we don't know whose dog suddenly ran here. That sound is from the dog's collar."
As they were speaking, the four people from before walked over. Zhao Yan recognized the man at the front, named Long Er.
Long Er approached Old Master Long and said, "Master Long, Han Lin and his disciples, and Zhao Yan and her disciples have disappeared. It seems they have gone far. Should we bring more people to deal with them?"
Old Master Long continued to feed the soul worms to the Xuanmen masters.
"Who do you think is more difficult to deal with, Han Lin following Zhao Yan?" Old Master Long asked instead of answering.
Long Er: "Naturally Han Lin. He is a ghost raiser, and it is said that he has three powerful ghosts protecting him."
Old Master Long handed the bowl to someone beside him. "Han Lin is indeed a bit troublesome, but the most troublesome is Zhao Yan."
"She appears to walk weakly, but every step she takes is extremely steady. This woman is cunning and very sly."
"While the eight Xuanmen masters were circulating their Yang energy, Zhao Yan seemed to be circulating a lot of Yang energy. In my opinion, she only circulated twenty percent of her Yang energy."
Long Er asked in confusion: "Then why did you give her the hundred-year-old wild ganoderma?"
Old Master Long smiled and said: "That hundred-year-old wild ganoderma contains malevolent poison. On the surface, it looks no different. As long as one absorbs the Yang energy within, the Yang energy will mix with the malevolent poison and enter the body, thus forming a toxin."
"As long as she uses this wild ganoderma, this malevolent poison will exist in her body, which is also a tragic fate."
When Long Er heard this, his face showed a smile: "No wonder Master Long gave her the hundred-year-old wild ganoderma."
"However, if we can capture her, with the Yang energy in her body, as long as she is fed to the soul worms, she will become a great help to Master Long!"
"If she could give birth to Master Long's child and turn it into a soul worm, then the quality of this soul worm would be extremely good."