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Chapter 671: Chapter 671: Ghost Cries

After arranging with Ma Chuxia, Huang Xiaolong and his companions, Xia Ying, Zhou Mi, and Miao Erfang, drove straight to the “Shuping Funeral Ho” in their Beetle.

The funeral ho was sure to be in the suburbs. And since people avoid bad luck, there would be no residences nearby. The atmosphere at night was especially chilling, and hardly anyone wanted to venture this way.

Soon, the Beetle arrived outside the “Shuping Funeral Ho”.

Gazing ahead, Huang Xiaolong saw that the funeral ho was built on a hillside, with a river flowing beneath it and winding around the hillside.

Speaking from a Feng Shui perspective, water signifies wealth. Having both mountain and river, the funeral ho was a piece of Feng Shui treasure land.

However, under the night sky, the funeral ho was filled with an aura of gloom and resentnt. The moonlight could not penetrate the heavy haze of bitterness and resentnt.

Outside the funeral ho’s main gate was parked a creamy-white BMW 5 Series. A figure with a slender silhouette stood by the car door, her short skirted outfit displayed her delicate waist, and her long hair fell over her shoulders. She looked extrely gentle, but the way she held herself gave off a sense of valour and heroism.

Who else could it be but Ma Chuxia?

Huang Xiaolong, accompanied by the three beauties, approached to et Ma Chuxia.

“Baby, I’m here!” Huang Xiaolong cheerfully ran over to Ma Chuxia.

As Ma Chuxia turned around, she smiled sweetly. “Little Long, I’ve just arrived a mont ago.”

After a mont, Ma Chuxia glanced towards the funeral ho shrouded in the night. “Little Long, this funeral ho is indeed eerie. Look at this thick resentnt that can’t be dispersed. This indicates that there must be many ghosts lingering near the funeral ho, unwilling to leave. Under normal circumstances, the bodies are cremated and the ghosts should have gone to report in the underworld. There’s no need for them to stay at the funeral ho.”

“According to the information we have, the ghosts inside the funeral ho are trapped by so fierce ghosts and can’t go to the underworld even if they want to. They are powerless.” Xia Ying said.

“Oh? Little Long, what information did you get?” Ma Chuxia asked curiously.

“Hehe, let’s go in first.” Huang Xiaolong chuckled, then strode towards the funeral ho.

“Little Long, we investigators from the taphysical Society have checked. There aren’t many staff working the night shift at the funeral ho. We don’t need to inform them in advance. We just go in directly. Once we et the people from the funeral ho, we’ll identify ourselves. Presumably, the funeral ho staff won’t give us a hard ti. After all, we are here to exorcise the funeral ho.” Ma Chuxia walked alongside Huang Xiaolong.

Inside the funeral ho, there was almost no light. Utterly dark. A chilling wind blew, making a deep, eerie sound, as if ghosts were howling.

Even Xia Ying, an ancient martial arts Grandmaster, was a little overwheld.

Miao Erfang and Zhou Mi, even more frightened, gripped Huang Xiaolong’s arm tightly from both sides.

As they walked, Huang Xiaolong suddenly asked Ma Chuxia, “Baby, do you know about the ‘Ning’ creature?”

“Ning?” Ma Chuxia pondered for a mont, and then her face turned sombre. “Little Long, I’ve read about this creature in books. When a ghost dies, it becos a Ning. Ning likes to eat ghosts, and ghosts are most afraid of Nings. Moreover, Ning can be immune to mortal Dao techniques. By my understanding, Ning is an evil creature more terrifying than a ghost. Luckily, Ning is not within the six realms, so we don’t need to worry about it coming to the human world. It is said that Ning is suppressed in the Ning Realm…”

At this point, Ma Chuxia suddenly chuckled. “In the past, I used to have wild imaginations. When I read about Ning in books, I would fantasize: if Ning could reach the human world by so ans, such as building a ladder, then our world would be in a catastrophic state, with rivers flowing with blood. We, the cultivators, can subdue fierce ghosts, but we can’t deal with the Ning.”

“But this is impossible.” Ma Chuxia expressed relievedly.

“Not necessarily impossible.” Xia Ying interjected. “At least we know that in Dong’an city, there are two beings that are half-human, half-Ning, one of which seems to be very powerful.”

“What?!!!!!!!” Upon hearing this, Ma Chuxia was horrified!

This was indeed a ‘fear of what might co’ situation.

“Enough, let’s not worry about that now. Let’s first deal with the paranormal event inside this funeral ho,” Huang Xiaolong laughed.

Just then!

“Who’s there? Stand still!”

Footsteps were heard.

Several people holding bright flashlights rushed out from the front. Judging by their clothes and appearances, they seed to be funeral parlor attendants. However, their faces were distorted with malice and resentnt, their expressions ghostly.

“Little Long, these guys are possessed by fierce ghosts,” Ma Chuxia sighed. “Sadly, they’ve probably been possessed for too long. Even if we exorcise the ghosts, their ntal faculties could be severely impacted, turning them into either vegetative states or lunatics.”

“Have any of you been controlled by Zhong Pengfei, causing havoc in this funeral parlor and setting up an evil Formation to imprison countless souls, disallowing them from reporting to the underworld?” Huang Xiaolong asked with a smirk.

“Hehehe…hehehe…” The possessed attendants burst into chilling laughter, revealing grueso smiles.

“So, you’re a Taoist…hahaha! So Taoists ca by a few days ago, but we devoured them. Ah, Taoist flesh tastes so good, such a unique taste, so unforgettable…”

“How dare you!!!” Ma Chuxia snapped, enraged to learn not only that the people she sent had t miserable deaths, but that they were also eaten by the fierce ghosts!

Huang Xiaolong focused his gaze, his powerful Soul Power engulfing the area like an overwhelming pressure.

“Ahhh!!!!!!”

With a few screams, the fierce ghosts possessing the attendants were forcefully ejected from their bodies by Huang Xiaolong’s Soul Power.

They were blood-soaked, orange-clad ghosts, looking in terror at Huang Xiaolong.

“Spare us! We are re gatekeepers… it’s not our fault!” The orange-clad ghosts begged for rcy.

“Are you afraid of Zhong Pengfei?” Huang Xiaolong asked with a teasing smile.

“Yes… yes … he is our master. If we disobey, he will devour us … he’s too terrifying… everything we’ve done was ordered by our master, we had no choice. The master is invincible in this world, even in the underworld, he can bulldoze through anything!” Panic and submission were plastered all over the face of one orange-clad ghost. “I suggest you don’t confront our master. Even though your Taoist techniques are powerful, the master is immune to them. If you anger him, you will not only die but after turning into ghosts, he will devour you as a midnight snack. Our master, is soone you cannot afford to offend!”

“Invincible? Hahaha… that’s hilarious.” Huang Xiaolong waved his hand and his Taoist power swept out, turning the orange-clad ghosts into dust.

“Little Long… Zhong Pengfei… Zhong Pengfei… he’s actually … he is actually a ghost?” Ma Chuxia was alard when she heard that information for the first ti.

“Strictly speaking, he’s not entirely a ghost since only a fraction of his ghost lineage has awakened. You could say he’s a half-human, half-ghost monster,” Huang Xiaolong comnted with a smirk.

“He’s a descendant of Zhong Kui,” Zhou Mi and Miao Erfang remarked simultaneously.

“Little Long… this… this is going to be tricky,” Ma Chuxia confessed, earnestly.

“Hahaha! My little wife, don’t worry. Be happy. Co on, follow , let’s check out this wicked Formation.” Huang Xiaolong determined the direction and headed deeper into the funeral parlor.

As they walked, they suddenly heard the sound of crying from a small grove. The wailing was unbearable.

Ghostly crying!

“Please… let us reincarnate… We beg you to show rcy. We really want to be reborn. We didn’t do anything evil when we were alive, why are you treating us like this…”

“You’ve drained the wealth of my family. I have no value to you anymore. Please, let go, wuwuwu…”

“You despicable ghosts who aid and abet tyranny! I will not let you off! My daughter’s company was doing well, why did she suddenly go bankrupt, with her stock prices plumting? It’s all because of you! Why did you absorb my daughter’s wealth… my daughter had a promising fate, she should not have ended up like this. I’ll bite you to death! Ah~~~!”

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