After handing the coffin fungus to Shi Jian, Ye Xuan, Lin Fengjiao, and his two disciples did not stay any longer. They directly turned around and left Shi Jian's house, heading toward Lin Fengjiao's house.
On the way, Ye Xuan suddenly said, "Ninth Uncle, did you smell something strange in Shi Daozhang's house just now?"
"Yes, yes, I, I also smelled it. It seems like a fire," Wen Cai immediately said.
Lin Fengjiao frowned, pondered for a moment, and finally said, "It should be burning joss paper money. It's normal for monks to burn things."
Hearing Lin Fengjiao's words, Ye Xuan's eyes flickered. He could tell that Lin Fengjiao was also suspicious of Shi Jian. However, Shi Shaojian was his senior brother after all, and it was his two disciples who caused trouble this time, making Shi Shaojian look like neither a human nor a ghost, so he did not want to pursue the matter.
Since that was the case, Ye Xuan did not continue to say anything, lest he ended up in a bad situation. Anyway, things had come to this point. With Shi Jian's personality, it was impossible for him to let Lin Fengjiao go. Even if Lin Fengjiao wanted to take into account their friendship as fellow disciples, how could Shi Jian let him go?
The four of them returned to Lin Fengjiao's home with their own thoughts. Because they went to the Zombie Forest again, when they arrived at Lin Fengjiao's home, it was already past midnight. Everyone was also tired. After saying goodbye, they went back to their own rooms to rest.
After returning to his room, Ye Xuan did not rest. Instead, he waved his right hand and summoned Old Ghost Tojo.
"Young Master!" Old Ghost Tojo bowed to Ye Xuan respectfully.
"Mmm!" Looking at Old Ghost Tojo's still somewhat thin ghost body, Ye Xuan nodded and said, "Old Ghost, you've already obtained the mourning stick. Tell me, what's the use of this mourning stick?"
"Reporting to Young Master, this old servant has just refined a little bit of this mourning staff. Based on this old servant's knowledge of this magical artifact, not only can this mourning staff suppress all otherworldly items below the Ghost King rank, but it can also open up a unique space that can seal otherworldly items below the Ghost King rank into this space." Old Fogey Tojo respectfully explained what he knew.
After listening to Old Devil Tojo's words, Ye Xuan could not help but nod. It seemed that the Mourning Staff was indeed worthy of being an item of the Underworld. Even though it was only a standard magic item of the Underworld, its function was still quite good. "By the way, what happened to the zombies you just put in?"
"Don't worry, Young Master. This old servant has completely suppressed them in this space," Tojo said confidently.
"How big is the space attached to the mourning staff?" Ye Xuan pondered for a moment and raised his eyebrows.
"Young Master, the space is about 10 meters long, 10 meters wide, and about 3 meters tall," Old Ghost Tojo said with an honest expression.
Hearing Old Ghost Tojo's words, Ye Xuan silently calculated for a moment and looked at him. "In that case, the zombies that were put in just now have almost filled up the space, right?"
"Young Master is wise. It's indeed full." Old Ghost Tojo flattered.
"Then what do you want to do with those zombies? You can't possibly suppress them in there forever, right?" Ye Xuan frowned.
"This matter is up to you, Young Master. This old servant will listen to Young Master's instructions!" Old Ghost Tojo said respectfully when he heard Ye Xuan asking for his opinion.
Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and pondered for a moment. He looked at Old Ghost Tojo and said, "Tell me, are those zombies useful to you?"
"Young Master, corpses have their own path, and ghosts have their own path. This old servant is now a ghost, so these zombies are useless to this old servant." Old Ghost Tojo shook his head.
"Then can you control all of them?" Ye Xuan asked again.
"Young Master, most of these zombies are ordinary jumping corpses. With this old servant's cultivation, if I spend some time, I can only control about 30 of them at most," Old Ghost Tojo said.
"In other words, these zombies are actually useless at all?" Ye Xuan frowned. Then, without waiting for Old Ghost Tojo to speak, he continued, "If that's the case, then get rid of them all so that they don't take up space. Later, go out and find a place to release them and burn them!"
"Yes, Young Master!" Hearing Ye Xuan's decision, Old Ghost Tojo had no objections.
"Go!" Ye Xuan waved his hand and asked Old Ghost Tojo to immediately burn the zombies.
It was not that Ye Xuan was impatient, but he knew that he still needed the space in the Mourning Stick. In the original plot, Shi Jian summoned a large group of zombies to attack Lin Fengjiao's house, causing her to be battered and exhausted. She had no choice but to summon the Ghost Envoys to clean them up. For this, she even paid the price of 40 million taels of ghost money.
It would have been fine if Ye Xuan did not know about it, but since he knew, it was naturally better to be prepared.
After Old Ghost Tojo left, Ye Xuan did not just sit there. He walked to the bedside, took off his shoes and socks, and began to cultivate.
The night passed uneventfully!
The next day, when the sun had just risen, Ye Xuan woke up from his cultivation state. After washing up a little, Ye Xuan opened the door and walked downstairs.
"Good morning, Ninth Uncle!" When Ye Xuan went downstairs, he saw Lin Fengjiao holding a basin and washing by the well downstairs.
"Good morning, fellow cultivator!" Seeing that it was Ye Xuan, Lin Fengjiao, who was washing her face, put down the towel and said with a smile, "You must be hungry, but I'll have to ask you to wait for a while. Yesterday, I was busy for the whole day. In the morning, I realized that there were no more dishes in the kitchen. I've already asked Qiusheng and Wencai to go out and buy some. You can eat when you come back."
"It's okay, Ninth Uncle, you don't have to be so polite!" Ye Xuan smiled and shook his head, then said, "By the way, Ninth Uncle, I asked my ghost servant to collect the zombies yesterday. After he came back last night, I asked him to burn those zombies. Is that okay?"
Although this matter was not a big deal, Ye Xuan felt that it was necessary to mention it to Lin Fengjiao. After all, he had seen Old Ghost Tojo collect so many zombies.
"Well, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. What fellow cultivator did is reasonable!" Hearing how Ye Xuan dealt with the zombies, Lin Fengjiao nodded in agreement.
"Not good, not good, Master!" Just as Ye Xuan was about to speak, Wen Cai and Qiusheng suddenly rushed in from outside the door with a look on their faces.
"Why are you so flustered? What's the matter?" Lin Fengjiao asked with a frown when she saw her two disciples shouting "not good" so early in the morning.
"Mas, Master, there's a murder in town …" Wen Cai stammered.
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