Wang the Butcher seemed to have anticipated that his opponent would make a desperate escape to the outside. He saw the man rush out of the building.

Wang the Butcher didn't move, but stomped his feet on the ground several times.

The evil ghost heard footsteps behind him and, thinking that Wang the Butcher was chasing him, rushed haphazardly towards the opposite residential building.

That was where we had stayed yesterday.

Although the opponent was fast, he couldn't withstand the scorching sunlight. Before long, a raging fire engulfed him.

By the time he had covered half the distance, he had turned into a humanoid fireball.

Xia Mengying, who was still in the house, didn't know that a fierce battle was raging outside. She was still concentrating on preparing lunch for the three children.

It wasn't until she heard a child calling her that she turned around.

One of the children held up a drawing and said, "Teacher, I've finished my drawing, please take a look."

Xia Mengying felt her scalp tingle when she saw the drawing.

Although the drawing was crooked, it was still possible to recognize the classroom where they had just been.

The child had drawn an extra person in the classroom, and that person was standing behind Xia Mengying.

Xia Mengying tried to remain calm and asked, "What are you drawing?"

"It's our classroom!" the child said in a soft voice, "Teacher, look, this is us, this is you, and this is the uncle who came to listen to the class. He was standing behind you at the time!"

"No!" another child said, "That uncle was clearly standing at the door, look, here."

Xia Mengying took the child's drawing and saw that the child had only drawn a large door, and the person standing outside the door was only showing half of his body, and his eyes took up most of his face.

If he was really standing in that position when Xia Mengying was teaching, wouldn't that mean that he was staring at Xia Mengying face-to-face?

Xia Mengying tried to slow down her voice and said to the third child, "What are you drawing? Can you show it to the teacher?"

"No!" the child pouted, "I'm afraid you'll be scared after seeing it!"

Just as the child was about to speak, he suddenly saw a fire blazing outside the window.

In the next moment, a figure wrapped in flames crashed onto the window.

The person broke the glass and wrapped the curtains around the children.

The already scorching flames grew even more intense after igniting the curtains, and they overwhelmingly pressed down on the three children.

Xia Mengying shifted her body outward and thrust her palms forward, facing the flames head-on.

When the aura of righteousness surged out, ghostly wails suddenly arose both in front of and behind Xia Mengying.

The wails in front of her came from the ghostly figure in the fire.

The screams behind her, however, came from the three children.

Xia Mengying hesitated for only a moment before the righteousness in her body erupted again, sweeping out in all directions with overwhelming force. The furnishings in the room were thrown into the air and smashed to pieces against the walls.

When Xia Mengying retracted her palms, the room was in a complete mess.

The curtains with the flames were still burning fiercely, but the evil ghost wrapped inside had been reduced to ashes.

The three children behind Xia Mengying had disappeared without a trace, leaving only three dark human-shaped shadows embedded in the wall.

The three drawings that they had been holding in their hands all fell to the ground. The last drawing was actually a corpse lying in a pool of blood.

Judging from the color of the clothes on the corpse, the child had drawn Xia Mengying.

Xia Mengying pushed open the door with a grim face and walked into the residential area. Wang the Butcher also walked towards me with his knife.

Seeing the two of them appear, I sneered and swung my knife at the old couple, "That's enough, I'm done playing!"

My blade flashed, and two heads rolled to the ground.

I didn't bother to look at the corpses again, but turned to walk towards the old Wu who had fallen to the ground, "It's noon, and none of our people have died. What other tricks do you have?"

Wang the Butcher also walked over, "Are you going to say that someone tampered with the fried dough sticks and white porridge we had this morning?"

"I bought those things. If you can tamper with the food, can't I turn them back?"

Old Wu gritted his teeth and said, "You're celebrating too early, there's still someone in number forty-four who hasn't come out."

Ye Yang pushed open the window at this moment and called out to Lin Zhao, "Stupid dog said, we're not playing anymore, let's go!"

Ye Yang and Lin Zhao jumped out of the window one after the other. After riding the wind for several meters, they stepped on the void, as if walking on invisible stairs, and descended to the ground step by step, "We're out too, your so-called ghost and god should show himself, right?"

Old Wu's face turned extremely pale with fright, but he roared wildly, "You think you've won? You've all lost! When the Master comes, none of you will be able to live."

I looked at Old Wu and said, "I'm waiting for your Master to come."

"This old man has already arrived!"

I heard someone speaking and looked up.

I saw an old man in a black Confucian robe with white hair and beard walking in through the main entrance of the Shanglin Residential Area.

I don't know why, but although I was an opponent of the old man, I always felt that this was how a Confucian disciple should appear. Although he was an opponent, he came in a dignified manner. Even in the face of a strong enemy, his demeanor remained unchanged!

The Confession Master that Old Liu was pretending to be, although lifelike, appeared from behind everyone, which was a loss of demeanor.