The two servant girls beside him, one holding a chime and the other a horsetail whisk, stood on either side, protecting him.

When they suddenly saw the esteemed member of the Meng family spitting blood, they panicked. They rushed forward to help, but the Meng family member pushed them away. His face was pale, a bloody line flashed in his eyes, and the veins under his skin writhed like hideous earthworms.

They immediately became flustered. One turned to open a box on the cabinet, while the other was about to gently strike the chime to summon evil spirits for protection.

But Meng Sizhong suddenly grabbed her arm and whispered, "Don't summon them..."

"I..."

Just as he said this, he almost vomited blood again. He endured it for a long time before slowly saying, "Injured souls can't be seen by outsiders..."

"Ah?"

The servant girl holding the chime was stunned. The other servant girl hurriedly took out a blood pellet with golden patterns from the box and held it to his mouth, but he didn't take it. She said anxiously, "Young Master, did you just... meet with that family?"

"I met them, and the message was delivered. My task is complete."

Meng Sizhong was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth to eat the blood pellet, but his complexion didn't improve. Instead, a hint of resentment appeared in his expression, "It's just laughable..."

"I thought my Third Uncle sent me here to deliver a message for the Meng family, such a face-showing matter, and really... really to promote me!"

"..."

"Then..."

Both servant girls were a little flustered, not knowing what to say.

But he waved his hand, signaling them not to speak. His expression was very dejected, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's go, let's leave here before anything else."

"No matter what happens here, we can't stay..."

"Destroy my cultivation, injure my soul..."

He said in a low voice, becoming more and more angry. In the end, he seemed to have a bit of fear, "The Hu family has become ruthless after suffering so many losses..."

"..."

"..."

"That..."

At the same time, Hu Ma asked the name of the Meng family member, and also glanced slightly at the old tree stump. After receiving his permission, he immediately looked into the altar.

"Great Lord on the altar, spare my life, Young Master Meng, save my life..."

Now, he had fled with the esteemed member of the Meng family. The green-robed evil ghost in the altar finally knew fear, or rather, he was completely terrified. He kept kowtowing, begging for mercy, never stopping.

"What are you? Causing such a disaster and still asking me to spare your life?"

Hu Ma shouted sharply again and recited the incantation.

The figure in soap-colored robes within the rice circle had already pinned down the green-robed evil ghost. Now, hearing the killing incantation, a gust of yin wind swept through, and the execution continued. A wave of chilling aura rushed towards them.

No one paid attention to the green-robed evil ghost's pleas for mercy. The large knife fell, and with a *chi* sound, a head fell to the ground.

At the same moment, in Ming Prefecture, in a little-known town, in a heavily guarded mansion, in the deepest part, the human skin housed in a gorgeous green coffin, receiving incense day and night, and periodically fed blood, suddenly split into four or five pieces.

A desperate scream instantly shook the surroundings.

Currently, there were already six or seven places in Ming Prefecture that had just gained peace.

Strange and inexplicable disturbances were causing headaches for the people in these places. Although these places also had experts in the field.

They naturally saw that the source of this disturbance was the green-robed evil ghost who had lost the battle with the Red Lantern Lady in Zhumen Town. But they also vaguely guessed that behind the green-robed evil ghost's disturbance, there was a shadow of someone from a noble family.

Therefore, in these few days, they had mostly just tried their best to exorcise evil and protect some people.

But as the disturbances increased, they were already uneasy. It wasn't until an incense stick's worth of time ago that the green-robed evil ghost was suddenly captured, that things settled down.

Ordinary people thought that the matter was settled when the green-robed evil ghost was captured and cheered.

Only these experts in the field knew that the green-robed evil ghost being captured was just the beginning.

Instead, from the moment the sun reappeared, they held their breath and waited quietly.

Among them was the shopkeeper of Caoxin Hall in Ming Prefecture City. He had followed the orders of the young lady, lit a candle on the counter, and then sat beside it, his eyes fixed on the flame.

He could feel that the young lady, who never liked to show her face, was also upstairs, paying attention to the movement of this candle.

There was also the yamen of Ming Prefecture, where the chief executioner, who hadn't shown his face for a long time, had also changed into his official uniform, sat upright, staring at the arrow on his desk.

And in an alley filled with plum blossoms, someone was staring at the well in the courtyard.

Apart from them, not to mention the red lantern that was now hanging in Zhumen Town, lit even during the day.

The head of the green-robed evil ghost being cut off looked more like an illusion in Hu Ma's eyes, hazy and uncertain.

But as soon as the knife fell, with a *chi* sound, yin energy overflowed, forming strong gusts of wind, mixed with some desperate cries, from small to large, suddenly rushing out of the rice circle.

And at the moment of rushing out of the rice circle, it instantly formed a hurricane, blowing the trees of Lao Yin Mountain to the east and west.

And the green-robed evil ghost's dying screams were heard by many people.

The more they were in the know, the deeper their cultivation, the closer they were to evil spirits, the more they heard this scream.

At the same time, in Caoxin Hall in Ming Prefecture City, the shopkeeper saw the candle in front of him suddenly go out, extinguished without hesitation. He was so shocked that he stood up and shouted tremblingly upstairs, "Young Master, it's dead, it's really dead."

"That was a great evil spirit that had become powerful, just... just died like this..."

"..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped. He didn't see the young lady upstairs coming down, but the cat she raised ran down.

Staring with a pair of amber eyes, fixedly at the extinguished candle on the counter.

In the yamen of Ming Prefecture City, the chief executioner watched as the "斩" (zhǎn - behead) command arrow in the arrow holder on his desk suddenly jumped out of the holder silently and fell to the ground with a *pala* sound.

He also stood up suddenly, feeling a chill on his body. Looking at the "斩" (zhǎn - behead) command arrow, he was speechless for a long time. Finally, he didn't even pick it up and hurried out.

In the plum blossom alley, someone watched as the clear well water in the well suddenly turned slightly bloody.

He also held his breath for a moment, and after a long time, he whispered to himself, "It's really here?"

Of course, at this moment, the most frightened was the red lantern hanging at the entrance of Zhumen Town. At the moment when the green-robed evil ghost's scream rang out, it trembled directly, and even the flame inside the lantern was about to go out.

What's going on?

It had finally obtained the incense decree and had the opportunity to build a temple. It was about to make it through...

But it learned that in this Ming Prefecture, there was actually someone who could cut off its head?

Its heart trembled for a moment, wanting to ask the noble in the mansion, "Can we not build this temple?"

But as soon as it stretched its head, it was so frightened that it almost fell to the ground.

It saw that the noble in this mansion had disappeared, not only him, but also his servant girls, the sedan chair he was sitting in, the servants he brought, all had disappeared, even the things he brought were gone.

This was a noble from the Meng family...

How did he leave so silently, how did he not even want the simplest ceremonial guard, how did he not even leave a word of instruction for himself?

After thinking for a long time, the Red Lantern Lady suddenly understood, "Could it be that he is also afraid of that person?"

……

……

At this time, in Lao Yin Mountain, Hu Ma slowly exhaled and looked into the rice circle.

The green-robed evil ghost had been beheaded, but there was still a trace of yin filth in the circle, which he had casually captured when he had detained the green-robed evil ghost.

Now, he was shrinking in a corner of the rice circle, prostrate on the ground, trembling.

When Hu Ma looked at Zheng Xiangzhu, Zheng Xiangzhu was also trying hard to see clearly who was sitting on the altar, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

Having been detained, he could only see that it was solemn and majestic, an imposing palace that he could sense but could not touch. The soldiers in soap-colored robes were stern, and the evil flames in front were raging. He couldn't see anything, but was suppressed by the ancient and heavy aura and couldn't move.

The scene of the Meng family disciple being punished and the green-robed evil ghost being beheaded was all seen by him, but he didn't have the slightest chance to speak or beg for mercy.

But his soul hadn't dissipated, and the thinking ability of a living person was still there, so he was actually the clearest about what was happening now, and he knew where the person in front of him came from.

He was causing trouble in the Seven Territories (qi di), and this person belonged to the place among the Seven Territories where he least expected someone to appear.

Before the Meng family member spoke, he had vaguely guessed something, but even he himself couldn't believe it.

As a zougui ren (ghost runner), he knew what situation he was in now. No matter how incredible what he saw was, but in essence, this was actually a fight between zougui ren (ghost runners).

He was the one who made the move, using the yellow banner as an altar, stones as sacrifices, and dry branches as swords, relying on the power of the noble, driving the green-robed evil ghost, causing trouble in a state.

He had never driven such a powerful evil ghost before, and he even felt a little omnipotent.

Then, he saw that another place had also set up an altar, and then with an order, not only was the troubling green-robed evil ghost detained, but even the person who set up the altar was also detained...

Who exactly had such overbearing ability?

Only he himself knew that the first yellow banner that was intercepted pointed to the south, which meant that the person who finally appeared was exactly the place that he had actively included in the list for that little bit of personal grievance?

It couldn't possibly be...

……

Just as Zheng Xiangzhu was thinking, Hu Ma on the altar looked down at the yin filth belonging to Zheng Xiangzhu under the altar, and pondered for a long time. Then, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of yin energy towards the fire pot in front of him.

He could turn the internal organs from alive to dead, so naturally he could spit out yin energy to extinguish the flames.

After extinguishing these flames, he was also unobstructed in front of him, staring at him fixedly, and said, "Raise your head and look at me."

(End of this chapter)