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Midnight, the sky was empty of stars and the moon.

The dim yellow street light hit the ground, and the shadow of the person in the middle of the white cross street was stretched out.

"Is this the special location you were talking about? "The so-called land?" Bai Mu frowned as he stared at the intersection that Ke Nan had found. Looking at the atmosphere, it was truly eerie.

"Yes, it's here. Brother Bai Mu, look at the props that I brought along. " As he said that, he took out a stack of old and yellow paper money from his bag. After that, he forcefully touched the paper money and saw that the other party had taken out an old-fashioned match and was about to light it.

After some thought, he paused and looked at Bai Mu. "Brother Bai Mu, give me two of your talismans that can draw souls." Naturally, Ke Nan wouldn't tell Bai Mu that he knew that Bai Mu had an unlimited supply of talisman papers.

Of course, there was no need for Ke Nan to say anything. Bai Mu only knew that he was aware of the talisman in his possession through prying eyes.

Bai Mu took out two paper talismans and placed them in his hands. However, when he held the paper talisman in his hands, he paused and his expression became inexplicably serious. If it wasn't for the fact that he was talking, he would have thought that the paper talisman had some special effect on him.

"Brother Bai Mu, I have something to tell you. You must hold on!" Ke Nan looked at Bai Mu and spoke seriously.

"What do you mean you have to hold on? You make it sound like you're being very serious." Bai Mu stared at Ke Nan as he muttered in his heart.

"It is indeed very serious. It is about your master. It was from the talisman that I gave you. My master, no, I sensed that your master was severely injured and would not be able to live for long. " After which, he looked worriedly at Bai Mu.

"What? Are you sure you aren't joking?" Bai Mu stepped forward and placed his hand on Ke Nan's shoulder. His expression became solemn.

"No, no. How could I joke about that?" Ke Nan shook his head furiously. To be honest, he didn't know how she knew. He knew that the moment she got the talisman, she would be able to see those things.

Bai Mu felt a sense of dejection in his heart. How could this be? Wasn't his master returning to the Zodiac Mountain to cultivate? Why would his life suddenly end like this?

"No, I have to go back!" Bai Mu's complexion changed as he finally made a decision.

"But Brother Bai Mu, your Spiritual Qi is still stuck at the blocking stage. Even if you want to go back, you have improved greatly. However, you still have the transfer talisman from your Master. Even if you go, you might not be able to save your Master."

"You know the way, don't you, Conan?" Bai Mu's gaze once again turned to Ke Nan. Honestly speaking, at this moment, only Ke Nan was able to help him. Thinking about how he could do nothing now, he felt really helpless.

Ke Nan looked at Bai Mu and nodded his head. "The only solution to this problem is the cold pond. Later on, you can take out the cold pond water and find a piece of palm-sized rhubarb board that guards the cold pond water, and use that yellow mud board to gather your Master's spirit again."

"Spirit Gathering?" Bai Mu was puzzled. Wasn't his master injured? Why did he need to gather spirit energy again?

"Yes, it's Spirit Gathering. Because Brother Bai Mu's master was ambushed by someone, at that time, neither of you realized that something was wrong. When Brother Bai Mu's master returned to Bian Tou Mountain, the Spiritual Energy within your master's body started to dissipate, and now, it's almost the same as a cripple. However, because Brother Bai Mu's master is older, when he reaches that age, his life will be ended. "

"Who is it?" Bai Mu didn't care whether this Ke Nan was a Mind Reading or if he had some other ability that allowed him to foresee or sense things. The current Bai Mu was only angry, and felt a deep sense of helplessness.

"I don't know, but if I see that person, I will definitely be able to recognize him." Ke Nan said firmly.

"Alright, that's alright. Let's hurry up and enter the Yin Yang World." Bai Mu retracted his heart. It was useless to think too much into this matter. It would be better to settle the matter right in front of him.

"Alright, Brother Bai Mu, what you're saying is the right thing to do." "Don't worry, now that you're in such a bad mood, I, Ke Nan, will help you clean it up. I'll definitely make you happily enter Yin-Yang Street later."

After saying that, the fire in his hand was lit up, and he began to burn the paper money along with the paper talisman.

Bai Mu looked up at the sky once again. There was no sign of a star or moon, just a ghastly sight to behold.

At midnight, there was no one around the intersection. The two of them agreed to burn paper money at the intersection. Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle. Especially thinking about the place he was going to, he felt that there was a little bit of difference in his surroundings.

"That's right. The crossroads is where many accidents occur, so it is also the fastest and least restricted area to Yinyang Street. "

At the same time, it seemed as if he had reached a point where he was full of energy. At the same time, his hand that was preparing to strike a match also stopped, and some saliva flew out as he said, "As the proverbs say, money makes the difference. "Once we've bought enough money and lit them up, we'll be able to enter Yin-Yang Street through their doors while they're out collecting money."

Listening to Ke Nan's words, Bai Mu's eyebrows creased as he recalled the scene of paper money flying around and those little ghosts coming out to collect it. He felt his scalp go numb, "Alright, don't say anything useless, just hurry up if you want to do it so that you don't miss the best time."

Seeing that he was about to light the fire, Bai Mu's heart lifted a little. After all, he was just a normal person at this time. If a normal person were to enter that kind of world, they would feel a lot of f * cking sensation just by thinking about it.

Suddenly, Ke Nan's movements stopped and he looks at me solemnly. Bai Mu's nerves were in a state of tension, but why did he suddenly run away like a moth? He was so frightened that he almost collapsed onto the ground.

In the end, the fellow directly said to me, "Brother Bai Mu, remember to pretend that you didn't see or hear anything that happened."

"Why? Can we see them later? " In the legends, didn't it require special tools to see those things? Bai Mu was puzzled. In the past, when he was able to see the ghosts, he would either open his Heaven's Eyes or see them by themselves. But now, he was an ordinary person. How could he see them under such circumstances?

"Yeah, you can see it. This is what we used to call time and place. We can see not only the ghosts, but also the houses they live in. Otherwise, how else would we be able to enter that world through the door of their residence? "

"If they felt that you were looking at him or something, although they wouldn't do anything that would harm you, they would still pester you. Of course, there are also a few perverts who want to pull you up to be a scapegoat. However, since we gave them the money, they should turn a blind eye. "

When he thought about how he would personally come into contact with those things later, Bai Mu felt tears streaming down his face. Perhaps it was because he saw Bai Mu's expression of embarrassment, but he only saw Ke Nan chuckling and then suddenly moved his face closer to Bai Mu. Bai Mu saw an enlarged face and thought that something had possessed Ke Nan, so how could Bai Mu allow this to happen? Bai Mu didn't hesitate to extend his hand, and with a slap, he sent it flying.

Looking at Conan's face which had been slapped, five red finger marks appeared on his face. Bai Mu looked at his hands. At first, he was regretful, but when he saw that little girl covering her face with tears after being beaten up, all traces of guilt vanished without a trace. He sighed in his heart.

"What are you looking at? Why aren't you looking? Look, the fire on your paper money has gone out." Bai Mu glared viciously at Ke Nan. This brat, if you give him some face, he'll definitely be able to set up a dozen dyers shops for him.

Although no one had come to this point, it was not far from the center of the city, and there was no guarantee that there would be one or two patrolmen or security guards who would be walking around at night.

If he was caught doing some mystique, it might not end until he was in the police station for a couple of days. Bai Mu didn't have much time to waste on entering the police station.

Ke Nan glanced at Bai Mu and lit up the fire paper once again. He then turned his head and said seriously, "Brother Bai Mu, if you take out a yellow clay board, you must run away quickly."

"Why?" Bai Mu asked in confusion.

"Because the Yellow Mud Board is the material that is used to suppress the cold pond water. If it's gone, then the cold pond water will directly become waste water. If the Underworld finds out, then you're playing."

"Alright, I got it. Hurry up and deal with you." Bai Mu was no longer worried about this matter. Perhaps, he would be able to support himself until the time when he could take out the yellow slate board. At that time, he would no longer have to worry about writing anything.

Looking at the bitter expression on Conan's face as he silently burned the paper money, Bai Mu's eyes were fixed on the flying paper money sparks with a serious expression.

Bai Mu was truly nervous. After all, when he thought about the lack of Spiritual Energy in the beginning and how he was reduced to such a pathetic state due to that little imp of Immortal Zhou's, Bai Mu was a bit worried.

However, for someone like Bai Mu, every time he tensed up, his face would turn grim. When he thought of the group of ghosts and ghosts that would appear with fluttering white robes, Bai Mu was sure that beef noodles would fly in his heart.

The tear-stricken Bai Mu saw a path open up in the middle of the paper money. Then, a group of pale-faced men with sunken eye sockets arrived. They were all dressed in white and looked like ghosts floating in the wind.

Those ghosts with fluttering white robes all had empty and wooden eyes. Their eyeballs were protruding out of their sockets. It really looked like they had a deep cataract.

Bai Mu counted in his mind. "Wow, there's a total of twelve white-clothed ghosts!"

If this was the past, even if a hundred of these level ghosts appeared, Bai Mu wouldn't have the slightest fear. However, at this time, he was just an ordinary person.

As he thought about this, Bai Mu hurriedly grabbed the match from Ke Nan. "Lend this item to me. Without any Spiritual Energy, I will blow on the symbol paper." Then, he openly snatched the match from Ke Nan's hand and put it into his pocket.

"Right, are there any lighter?" That thing should have been used longer than a match. Thinking like this, he had to prepare a little more for the future.

Ke Nan shook his head. "No." As he said this, he hurriedly took out the Daoist Priest's wig from his bag and put it on, smiling as he said, "With this, I can at least fool those things."

Bai Mu no longer looked at Ke Nan. Instead, he stared speechlessly at the burnt paper money. At this moment, the paper money had actually turned into a physical entity, and was scattered all over the street.

When the ghosts in white clothes saw the paper money, their souls seemed to be in high spirits. When they saw the paper money, it was as if they were greedy for money. When they saw Grandpa Mao, they all rushed to the paper money. Those who stole the paper money, oh, no, damn. It was as though they could see Bai Mu and Ke Nan.

However, they didn't even bother to glance at Bai Mu and the others. Their eyes were completely focused on the sparkling paper money on the ground. It was as if they had completely disregarded their magnificence.