Chapter 415: Slander! This is pure slander!

Qi Feng strangely felt a little reluctant and opened his mouth to tell the child that your grandmother is dead.

The next second, he saw the old woman who was obviously dead suddenly move, and her hand, as thin as dry firewood, slowly took out a bun from her arms.

She held the bun towards the little girl. The bun was yellow and stained with the old man's blood, but the skin was not damaged at all, and it was obviously well protected.

The old man's action seemed to be that he was thinking about making sure his children had a meal when they returned home before he died.

Qi Feng looked at the child standing there for several seconds, then he walked up to the old woman, took the bun without saying a word, and ate it bite by bite with tears mixed with rainwater.

Qi Feng, who had seen countless sufferings, couldn't bear to look away when he saw this scene.

After finishing the buns, Qi Feng saw the little girl walk into the house and get several pieces of black cloth. She first wrapped the old woman's neck to cover the deep wound that could be seen to the bone, then wrapped a long piece of black cloth around the old woman and carried the old woman's body on her back.

It is almost impossible for a four or five-year-old child to carry an adult on his back, even if the elderly person is small in size.

But the little girl still carried the old man on her back. The old man's body pressed on her like a mountain. Qi Feng could only vaguely see the pair of little feet walking with one deep step and one shallow step.

Where is she going with her grandma?

Qi Feng was about to follow them, but suddenly he sensed danger and turned around. All the killed villagers turned into evil spirits and stood behind him, staring at him with pairs of scarlet eyes as if they were looking at some delicious prey, and suddenly pounced on him frantically.

Qi Feng immediately rushed forward with a big knife, and killed several evil spirits with one stroke.

One knife after another, the sound of breaking through the air continued, and the evil spirits in front of him kept falling down, but the number of evil spirits seemed endless. The evil spirits kept rushing towards Qi Feng one after another, forming a black mass, constantly consuming his ghost power.

Qi Feng's face became more and more ugly. He couldn't go on like this. He had to find a way to escape from this illusion, otherwise he would be devoured by these evil spirits sooner or later.

At this moment, a huge brush fell from the sky, pressing down with devastating force, and the evil spirits were scared to death in an instant.

The huge impact of the force made Qi Feng subconsciously close his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, everything around him turned into barren yellow sand.

"Are you okay?" Qi Ming stood beside him holding a brush, frowning slightly.

Feeling the aura of the Ghost King floating on him, Qi Feng's heart trembled. The power of the Ghost King realm is so strong that all those evil ghosts can be killed in seconds with just one move.

He looked at Qi Ming, and something suddenly flashed through his mind, but it was too fast for him to catch it.

"I'm fine," Qi Feng regained his attention, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. She ran away again."

They followed the trail of the evil ghost and came here, but they didn't catch the evil ghost and Qi Feng almost died here.

Qi Feng's face looked serious. The evil ghost was more powerful than they had imagined.

Ding ding.

It was so quiet all around that the two message alert tones seemed very abrupt.

Qi Feng looked at Qi Ming, who took out his phone without changing his expression and checked it. After reading the content of the message, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

……

Yang Fan came out of the bar, holding his breath, and wandered around the street.

The streets of the underworld are very busy at night, with various stalls and vendors selling all kinds of things on both sides of the street.

There is everything to eat, drink and use.

As Yang Fan was strolling, he came to the center of the city's gossip.

"Did you know that the stationmaster of Huangquan Station just appeared in Haosi Bar?"

All the ghosts were attracted by this sentence. When she heard the ghosts discussing herself, she squatted beside them and listened curiously.

She wanted to hear how these ghosts arranged themselves. A male ghost said vividly, "You didn't see the scene just now. The stationmaster was six feet tall, strong and sturdy. He almost beat the ghost to death with one punch."

Six feet tall? Thick and strong?
Yang Fan looked down at himself.

Slander! This is pure slander!

"Yes, I saw it too! It took a high-level ghost messenger to persuade Stationmaster Yang!" another ghost echoed.

"You are talking nonsense. Stationmaster Yang is obviously a beautiful girl. What are you talking about?"

The ghost in pajamas retorted, "I saw it with my own eyes. She was a very beautiful girl."

"Yes, I saw it too." another female ghost echoed.

Yang Fan looked at them with a touched expression and said, "Although, if you have seen me, why can't you see me here?"

The ghosts did not argue too much about the appearance of Stationmaster Yang, and instead focused on the fact that the two ghosts used the resentment from the Netherworld to improve their cultivation.

Some ghosts were curious about where they could find the channels to buy the resentment of the Netherworld, which could quickly improve their cultivation while maintaining their sanity.

Some ghosts condemned them for taking shortcuts.

"By the way, do you know why the resentment of the Netherworld Abyss suddenly emerged again?"

An old man with a white beard sitting in the middle spoke tremblingly, and immediately all the ghosts' attention was attracted.

The male ghost hiding beside Yang Fan leaned forward unconsciously. Yang Fan subconsciously looked at the male ghost beside him, and couldn't help but take another look, and then focused his attention on the old man with white beard.

The old man with a white beard sat upright, wearing a linen robe, his eyes were bright and sharp. He stroked his beard twice and spoke in a profound manner.

"You all don't know."

"The resentment of the Netherworld has always existed. How can you say it suddenly appeared?" a male ghost complained, "You must be new here, old man."

The old man snorted, "Although it has always existed, you don't know the inside story."

"Why don't you know this? Wasn't it invented by the monks in the Yang world five hundred years ago for the sake of peace between the Yin and Yang worlds?"

The existence of the Nether Abyss is no secret in the underworld, especially for the ghosts who have been hanging around in the market for many years and know everything about what is going on there.
"But you don't know that an evil ghost has escaped from it recently," said the old man.

A ghost replied to him, "I know."

Old man: "..."

There is nothing they don't know about this. Now that the Yinchai are investigating the resentment in the Netherworld, they naturally know about it.

Yang Fan noticed that the ghost next to him squatted back in disappointment after hearing this conversation.

"Okay, old man, stop pretending here."

A male ghost wearing a flowered shirt said, "What's new about this? Let me tell you something new."

"You guys know the Wu family at the intersection of Xinjie Street, right?"

The other ghosts nodded repeatedly. They knew about the Xiao Wu family.

The Xiao Wu family is a young couple. Xiao Wu's wife died of illness and went to the underworld. Xiao Wu then committed suicide for love and followed her to the underworld.

The scene where the couple met in the underworld and confided their true feelings to each other brought tears of emotion to many ghosts.

"That Xiao Wu's wife turned out to be a mistress!" said the male ghost in the flowered shirt. "Just now, Xiao Wu's real wife came to the underworld and happened to see them kissing each other, and they started fighting!"

"I heard that after Xiao Wu died, the wife raised two children by herself and took care of Xiao Wu's parents. She died of overwork. She was only in her forties."

The ghosts were in an uproar. They didn't expect that the affectionate Old Wu was actually a scumbag who abandoned his wife and children!