"Could it be that you were scared out of your wits?" Shen Luo was puzzled and quickly came to her side.
He gently stroked the girl's head with his palm, and a warm force flowed into her, carefully helping her to calm her soul. After a while, the girl cried out again.
"Little sister, don't be afraid. It's all right now. Be good and don't cry. Your family members are asleep. I'll send you back to your room. Take good care of them. Don't leave the room before dawn, okay?" Shen Luo comforted her softly.
Hearing this, the girl nodded as if she understood, but she still couldn't stop sobbing.
Shen Luo couldn't care too much at the moment. He could only move the two people who were still alive and the little girl back to their room. Then, he stuck a Ghost Suppression Talisman on the door, jumped on the roof again, and flew away.
Out of the courtyard, Shen Luo's figure flew quickly, and then he found that there were more and more ghosts around him.
He turned over and landed on a street. In front of him, a Green-faced Ghost and a Long-tongued Ghost rushed toward him.
Shen Luo turned his wrist and took out the Mother-Son Sword. He raised his hand and waved it. A sword light quickly flew out, and with two soft sounds, the ghost was killed.
He quickly rushed forward, patted the Qiankun Bag, and immediately absorbed all the Evil Yin Qi.
At this time, at the corner of the street in front, there was another cry for help.
Shen Luo quickly rushed forward. As soon as he turned the corner, he saw dozens of Chang 'an people in the street in front of him. They were running away in panic, and there were more than ten ghosts chasing after them.
Some of them were dozens of feet tall, and their figures were ethereal. Some were crawling on the ground, wrapped in iron chains, and dragged on the ground with a "clang" sound, which echoed in the street like the sound of ghosts demanding lives.
Some had green faces and fangs, some had broken limbs, some were covered in mud, and some were rotten. There were all kinds of ghosts, and so on.
However, although these ghosts looked strange, their aura was not strong. They were only comparable to Qi Refining Stage cultivators. They were much weaker than the long-haired female ghost.
The ghostly being was several tens of feet tall, and it held a slender sickle that was ten feet long in its hand. The sickle was dripping with dark red blood, and it was dripping incessantly.
It was chasing at the front, and with a wave of its hands, it waved the sickle down, wanting to reap the lives of the people in front of it.
Shen Luo naturally didn't allow it. His figure rushed straight, and like a meteorite, he fell in the middle of the group of ghosts.
He held seven or eight small thunder talismans in his hands. Then, he threw them in all directions. "Zi la la", a field of electric light flashed, followed by bursts of thunderous sounds.
"Boom boom!"
Seven or eight bolts of snow-white lightning exploded in the middle of the group of ghosts. Streaks of snow-white lightning shot out in all directions, instantly engulfing all of the ghosts.
The group of ghosts cried tragically, and were torn apart by the thunderbolts, and turned into Evil Ghost Qi, which scattered in all directions.
Seeing this, Shen Luo quickly patted his Qiankun Bag to absorb all the Evil Ghost Qi. After a while, the whole street was clear again.
When the fleeing people saw this, they all called out "Immortal Master" and knelt down.
"Don't run around on the street. Find a house guarded by a door god and hide in it. Don't come out before dawn." Shen Luo reminded them, and then hurriedly left.
At this moment, he was puzzled. He couldn't imagine that there would be such a "Hundred Ghosts Parade" in Chang 'an City, and he didn't know why there was no trace of the Tang government.
If it weren't for his cultivation and objects, Shen Luo would have thought that he had unknowingly entered a dream again.
"No matter what, I should go to the Cheng Mansion first and tell Duke Cheng and Lu Huaming what happened here." Shen Luo made up his mind and rushed toward the imperial city.
On the way, when he passed by a temple built in a square, he suddenly saw that the whole temple was covered with a layer of faint golden Buddha light, like a layer of light curtain, blocking the erosion of the outside darkness.
Outside the main gate of the temple, there were two giant ghosts, more than ten feet tall, with sharp horns on their heads. Each of them held a thick wolf-toothed club in their hands, and they were waving it toward the main gate of the temple.
"Boom boom!" The loud sound kept coming, and the golden light curtain outside the temple kept shaking, but it didn't break.
The gate of the temple was closed, and the sound of monks chanting Buddhist scriptures came from inside. The louder the sound, the brighter the golden light curtain around the temple.
Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, but when he remembered that he had to continue practicing the Xuan Yin Meridian Opening Method, he rushed over here and used a Thunder Talisman to kill the two ghosts, absorbing the Evil Yin Qi in their bodies.
After he left here, he constantly encountered ghosts along the way. Some were actively pursued by him, and some were unlucky enough to run into him. They were all killed by him one by one.
Not long after, the Ghost General in the Qiankun Bag spoke, saying that the Baleful Yin Energy he had lost earlier had been restored. He could help Shen Luo kill ghosts and absorb more Baleful Yin Energy.
Shen Luo didn't agree because he was in a hurry to go to Duke Cheng's Mansion.
When he came to the gate of Changle Square, he saw that the gate was full of blood. The Tang soldiers stationed here were all dead, and there was no one alive.
Outside the gate, there was a tall ghost with a pitch-black body and antlers on its head. Its back was facing Shen Luo, and it was waving in the direction of the gate. Its movements were stiff and slow, and it looked extremely strange.
Shen Luo looked outside the door, and suddenly his scalp was a little numb.
He saw that not far from the gate, on the shore of the Tongji Canal, there were ghosts with rotten bodies, covered in water plants and mud, climbing ashore and rushing over in groups.
Their bodies were wet, and they dragged a long trail of water on the ground.
Shen Luo roughly counted that there were more than a hundred of these water ghosts, and their auras were not very strong. Only the guy with antlers standing outside the gate was a little different, and it looked like it was comparable to a cultivator in the late stage of Inedia.
If they were allowed to rush into the square, Chang Le Fang, which he had roughly cleaned up just now, would become a paradise for ghosts. At that time, who knew how many innocent people would lose their lives.
Shen Luo sighed helplessly. He could only stay for a while and kill these ghosts before leaving.
At this time, the ghost outside the gate also noticed Shen Luo. Its body did not move, and only the antlers on its head slowly turned 180 degrees, looking straight at him.
Only then did Shen Luo realize that not only did it have a pair of antlers on its head, even its entire face was completely that of a stag. However, from its neck, there was a circle of dark red blood, and there were obvious traces of skin and flesh stitching.
A pair of dark red eyes rolled a few times, without the slightest hint of anger. It looked straight at Shen Luo, and its body slowly turned around.
It was somewhat different from the previous ghosts. The deer-headed ghost in front of him was obviously much more intelligent. It did not immediately rush over when it saw Shen Luo. Instead, it took a few steps back and waved back at Shen Luo.
Then, the ghosts that had just crawled out of the Tongji Canal suddenly seemed to have received an order, and crazily rushed towards Shen Luo in the gate.
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