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27 : I’ll deliver myself to you

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Mao Mountain.

Ever since the spiritual energy returned from the grotto-heaven.

The flowers and trees on Mao Mountain.

Under the nourishment of the spiritual energy, it grew crazily.

In less than two months.

In the huge Mao Mountain.

It was like a primeval forest.

The trees were dense, the flowers were lush, and there were many insects.

It caused great trouble for the people patrolling here.

However, this was troublesome for the patrolling guards.

To cultivators, it was like heaven.

On a towering tree that was more than ten meters tall, a ghost-like figure shuttled through the mottled light spots formed by the shade of the tree.

Ten minutes later.

He landed in front of a cave.

He stomped his foot hard.

He said," Old Ghost Hei, I'm here.”

"You're here?"

Inside the cave.

A ghastly and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

When the figure heard this, he continued," Yes, I'm here. What about you?”

"I'm here too."

Rustling sounds could be heard at the entrance of the cave.

Corpses with rotten bodies and livor mortis came out of the hole one after another.

The moment these corpses appeared.

They scattered and entered the forest, their figures gradually disappearing.

After a while, an old man in an old Tang suit came out of the hole on his back.

Behind him.

Following that was a burly corpse that was clearly a size larger than a normal person.

This was called a corpse puppet.

A puppet made from corpses.

They were invulnerable to weapons, fire, and water.

Seeing the old man appear, the figure in front of the cave laughed." Old Ghost Hei, my secret code is correct.”

"You still have to send out the corpses you've been fiddling with to investigate the situation.”

"Are you being too vigilant, or do you not trust me and are afraid that I will bring people to catch you?”

Hearing this figure's words.

The old man who was called Old Ghost Hei said in a ghastly and hoarse voice," Zuo Yujin, it's not that I don't trust you, but the people from the Imperial Court have discovered us and are now arresting people everywhere.”

"Many heretical cultivators have already been captured by the Imperial Court.”

"I'm just being careful."

His name was Ning Chaofan, nicknamed Old Ghost Hei.

It was a corpse herder.

They made a living by sending the dead back from foreign lands.

However, in the modern era, technology had developed and flourished.

The public's perception changed.

He no longer sought to rest in peace with his body intact.

Instead, he chose to be cremated and put the ashes inside.

In addition, the transportation industry was developed.

A corpse transporter like him had no way to earn money.

Fortunately, he had earned a lot of money when he was young.

Later on, even when he was old and unemployed.

He still had money to enjoy his old age.

However, a year ago, he found the secret art of corpse chasing and the prophecy of the recovery of reiki passed down from his ancestors.

He had an idea.

The older a person was, the closer they felt death.

The more afraid they were, the more they feared death.

This was because there was great terror between life and death.

He didn't want to die. He didn't want to lie in a coffin.

He didn't want his soul to fall into the netherworld.

Therefore, Old Ghost Hei moved to the vicinity of Mao Mountain to study the secret technique of corpse transportation and prepare the corpses.

While waiting for the prophesied recuperation of reiki.

Until more than a month ago.

A strange phenomenon occurred on Mao Mountain, and spiritual qi returned to this world from the void.

Seeing this, he immediately sneaked to the edge of Mao Mountain.

Using the corpse that he had prepared beforehand, he used a secret technique.

He created a dozen undeads and a zombie.

Lure away the patrolling guards.

He sneaked into Mao Mountain.

"The people of the imperial court are really too much. Instead of capturing the people of the Luo Denomination, they came to capture us heretical cultivators.”

"Why didn't you think about it?"

"We heretical cultivators just dig up other people's corpses and steal their bones, right?”

"What harm can we do?"

Zuo Yujin said with a laugh, as if he was very dissatisfied with the court's arrest.

His words resonated with Old Ghost Hei. The gloominess in his voice faded a lot.

"Yes, the biggest crime of us heretical cultivators is to rob a tomb.”

"Compared to those people of the Luo Denomination who like to rebel.”

"Not worth mentioning at all."

"I don't understand why the Imperial Court is putting in so much effort to capture us.”

He was just a small heretical cultivator.

Why was it worth the attention of the Imperial Court?

"Perhaps he has taken a fancy to us and wants us to serve the Imperial Court.”

Zuo Yujin smiled.

He seemed to have thought of something and continued," Actually, if the Imperial Court can produce a cultivation method, I don't mind serving the Imperial Court.”

"Yes, I am."

Old Ghost Hei nodded in agreement." People like us who are heretical have techniques but no Dao. We can extend our lives but we can't obtain immortality.”

"If the Imperial Court can really produce a cultivation method, then I'll be able to use it.”

"He doesn't need to catch it."

"I'll deliver myself to you."

Old Ghost Hei had just finished speaking.

She heard an excited voice." Really?”

He looked up.

Zuo Yujin's face was solemn." The Ninth Mysterious Power's jurisdiction, Zuo Yujin, officially invites Old Black Ghost Ning Chaofan to join the Ninth Mysterious Power's jurisdiction.”

Old Ghost Hei was speechless.

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