When he returned to the venue, the guests had all dispersed, leaving only Gong Jiu, Tan Muen and others from the three sects and six sects gathered together to talk about something. Bao walked behind Gong Jiu and heard Tan Muen smile and said to a gentle man next to him who was in his early thirties and looked gentle: "He is the little devil who calls me Sandou."

The people in the Ghost Reward Sect hate being called a little ghost the most. Abao glared at him.

The gentle man smiled and said, "It's very cute."

Tan Muen smiled so hard that it was meaningless, "It's really cute."

Gong Jiu introduced: "He is the only successor of the senior brother, Abao, this is the head of the Qingyuan Sect."

Abao looked at Lian Jingfeng in surprise. The Qingyuan Sect sounded quite clear-minded and ethereal, but those who were in this industry knew that the Qingyuan Sect among the three sects and six sects were the most barbaric and violent! Legend has it that the ancestor of the Qingyuan Sect thought that the fighting of the Chronicles was too gentle and could not meet his request to "do all his efforts", so he betrayed the Chronicles and created a new sect.

Lian Jingfeng looked at him without a trace and smiled, "What a heavy yin energy. He has good cultivation at a young age, and there is a successor to Sima's sect."

Gong Jiu laughed and told him.

Abao was anxious to tell Gong Jiu that Senior Brother Chen Shenyuan was an insider, so he pulled his sleeves. As soon as Gong Jiu turned around, he saw a bald middle-aged man with a big belly coming over. While unbuttoning his suit, he said in an indifferent tone: "Masters, wait a long time, let's go upstairs."

Seeing the coffin lying alone in the conference room, Abao wondered, "What should I do with the corpse?"

"Empty." After the middle-aged man said that, he led them to the 26th floor by taking the elevator.

As soon as he left the house, Gong Jiu pulled middle-aged and Abao back half a step back.

Tan Muen took out a yellow talisman and folded it into a beast in three or two, throwing it into the air. The yellow paper spontaneously ignited, and the giant beast surrounded by smoke opened its mouth and roared in the air.

The roar cannot be heard by ordinary people, but it is like thunder in Sixi and Sanyuan's ears.

Seeing that their souls were trembling, Abao immediately took out the soul-fixing talisman and stuck it to them.

The yellow paper burned, and the giant beast disappeared without a shadow.

Tan Muen explained: "Just now, lonely ghosts gathered in the corridor, and I just sent them away."

Middle-aged man was stunned and then he realized that the people around him were all truly capable people. He quickly put away his disdain and respectfully invited him to the door of the room.

The doorbell rang for a long time before someone came out to open the door.

Abao recognized it as Song Yue's relative.

Middle-aged man said: "Mom Song, these are the experts invited by the company."

Mother Song looked haggard and nodded casually, making way for the way.

As Bao followed them into the door, he smelled a strange fragrance that lingered in the entire suite.

Tan Muen said: "This orchid fragrance is strange."

Song's mother said sadly: "It was my daughter's body that emitted it." She led them into the inner room.

A slim beauty was lying quietly on the bed, looking peaceful, as if she was in a deep sleep. A thin young man sat beside her, and when she saw them coming in, she hurriedly got up.

Tan Muen came to the beauty, "Is this Song Yue? How many days has she died?"

Middle-aged man said: "Today, it's almost eight days."

"The body has not rotted?" Lian Jingfeng asked.

Middle-aged man said: "No. Except for the stopping heartbeat, it is exactly the same as when I fell asleep. And after being left for a long time, it also emits a fragrance."

Tan Muen whispered to Lian Jingfeng, "Do you want to cut it open?"

Mother Song suddenly widened her eyes.

Lian Jingfeng looked at Gong Jiu, "What do you think Mr. Gong?"

Gong Jiu smoked a cigarette, "Although the Jindan protects the body, it has no fragrance."

Tan Muen said: "Maybe there are other things besides the golden elixir."

Gong Jiu spat out a mouthful of cigarettes, "It looks like an orchid zombie."

Tan Muen frowned, "Zombie?"

Gong Jiu said: "There were deep affectionate people in ancient times. After their deceased wives and concubines, they would never forget them. They used secret techniques to make their bodies not rot, and they could still emit waves of fragrance."

Lian Jingfeng said: "Zombies can transform into corpses."

Gong Jiu said: "If the soul invades, it will happen. No wonder so many lonely ghosts came to the corridor just now. I turned out to want to borrow this body."

Middle-aged man had seen their abilities and believed them without doubt. His face turned pale because of his fright. Even Song's mother and the thin young man were shocked and suspicious. Middle-aged man said, "What should I do?"

Abao came up and said, "She has been dead for eight days, why haven't her soul entered?"

Gong Jiu said: "The time has not arrived, so I can't get in."

Sixi turned around next to the corpse, "If you get close, you will be bounced away."

The middle-aged man asked in a trembling voice, "How long will it take?"

Gong Jiu shook his head and said, "The zombie technique has been lost for many years. I just heard my master occasionally mention it. I don't know much, but I didn't expect to meet it in my lifetime."

Lian Jingfeng said: "It's a pity that the Tibetan family has disappeared for nearly a hundred years, otherwise they would have known it with their extensive knowledge and extensive knowledge."

Song's mother suddenly asked nervously: "Can Xiaoyue survive?"

Lian Jingfeng and others looked at each other.

Tan Muen said: "Even if you come alive, you are not human anymore."

Mother Song bowed her head and said nothing.

Gong Jiu looked at the middle-aged man, "I remember you said before that someone had attracted a soul for Song Yue, but he didn't get it back?"

Middle-aged man said: "Yes, it's been recruited, but I don't know if it's true or false..."

Tan Muen asked, "What is the name of the soul-conjuring person?" They all recognize the well-known and capable people in this industry.

The middle-aged man took out his business card book from his pocket and flipped through it for a long time before saying, "Kong Xiao."

Tan Muen and Gong Jiu turned to look at Lian Jingfeng at the same time.

Lian Jingfeng's brows frowned almost invisibly.

Abao followed Gong Jiu downstairs, looked at him and Lian Jingfeng, and Tan Muen said goodbye with a smile, and then he wondered: "Why don't you ask how she died?"

Gong Jiu looked back at him and smiled and said, "We are not policemen, why do we do to investigate the cause of death?"

Abao wondered: "Didn't the uncle talk about catching the murderer before?"

Gong Jiu took a sip of cigarette, "Well, but they are just asking us to come and have not asked us to catch ghosts."

Abao understood and laughed, "Uncle Master Gao Jian."

Sixi sneaked around behind Abao and whispered: "Sir, the flush Huashun is gone."

Abao chanted a spell silently in his heart, and then snapped his fingers.

It was quiet around, and Gong Jiu held his pipe and squinted his eyes to look at him.

Abao's face turned red and he snapped his fingers several times.

Sixi whispered: "Sir, have you recited the wrong mantra?"

"How is that possible?" Abao laughed dryly, and said in a low voice, "I have memorized this spell that calls ghosts the most."

Sanyuan suddenly said, "The junior brother is gone."

Gong Jiu paused when smoking his pipe, "Didn't you exchange your mobile phone numbers? Make a call and ask where he is."

Abao immediately took out his cell phone and dialed it in.

The phone rang several times before answering it. Abao couldn't wait to ask, "Junior brother, have you seen my flush?"

The squeaking sounds continued, and it took a long time for Qiu Jingyun's voice to sound, "He's here with me."

"Where are you?"

"Catch...ghost."

"Huh?" Before Abao could say anything, the phone was interrupted. He passed the words to Gong Jiu, who nodded and said, "Let him go. Let's go back to the hotel first."

Abao wanted to go to Huashun in Qiu Jingyun's hands, and nothing happened, so he followed Gong Jiu to the hotel.

Qiu Jingyun booked a total of two rooms.

Seeing that Abao was surrounded by three ghosts, Gong Jiu took the initiative to have a room with Qiu Jingyun. However, Qiu Jingyun had not come back yet, they happened to have a room with each person at night.

When Abao returned to the hotel, he threw himself on the bed and stopped moving.

Sixi said: "Sir, you haven't washed your face yet."

Abao said: "Wash together tomorrow morning."

Sixi had no choice but to turn around and help him slippers.

The phone suddenly rang.

Abao lazily picked it up.

"A Bao?" Chen Shenyuan asked.

Abao said: "Yes, come and say good night? You're so kind."

Chen Shenyuan said: "No, I want to ask if you have time to come out for midnight snacks."
To be continued...