Fuyao lost her voice and said, "...You?!"

Hua Cheng snorted coldly and ignored him. Lan Chang saw this and ran away. Fu Yao noticed it and turned back suddenly, saying, "Stop!"

Before he could take a step, a white silk came out and wrapped around Lan Chang's ankle. Lan Chang fell on the spot, rolled over on the ground and hugged her belly. It seemed that the fetus had hidden in her stomach again. Xie Lian said as he took Ruo Xie in, "You should do this if you want her to stop... Just shouting is useless. By the way, you just mentioned your general, what happened to your general?"

Fuyao didn't answer, but snorted, and went forward to grab Lanchang's arm. He seemed really angry. He grabbed a woman without any courtesy, and even cursed "Fuck you" just now. This was not like Fuyao in the past. Who knew that before he pulled Lanchang up, Lanchang's stomach suddenly swelled up like a balloon, and a white shadow suddenly popped out, screaming and rushing towards Fuyao's face.

Fetal spirit!

Every time it returns to the mother's womb, it accumulates a new round of energy. Therefore, this attack is very dangerous. Fuyao has to concentrate and slap it. The fetus is like a ball. It hits the wall with a "bang" and bounces towards Xie Lian. Fuyao said: "Catch it! Don't let it run away!"

Before Xie Lian could move, Hua Cheng had already stopped in front of him. The ball-like fetal spirit came to an abrupt stop in front of him and attacked Fuyao again. A group of ghost balls were jumping around in the corridor, and the situation below was also very chaotic. The "guys" downstairs were begging for mercy: "Masters, please have mercy! We are just trying to make a living!" "Yeah, we won't dare to do that again! In fact, we usually just steal a few chickens nearby. It was that green...green uncle who forced us to be his subordinates, so we did it. He is in the kitchen now!"

Seeing the chaos, Xie Lian remembered something and jumped down from the second floor. Qi Rong was sitting in the kitchen with his legs crossed, happily picking his teeth and waiting for the "food" to be delivered, when he suddenly heard a loud "boom" and a figure kicked down a wall, jumped in and asked, "Qi Rong, where's Gu Zi?"

This typical way of entering the door by a martial god frightened Qi Rong so much that he jumped up: "You?! Why are you here? Why did you come in like this when you couldn't knock properly?!"

Without saying anything, Xie Lian went up to him and knocked him unconscious with two “Pa Pa” blows. He pinned him down on the chopping board like a duck and said, “Stop talking nonsense. Where did you take that kid?”

Qi Rong bared his teeth and said, "Hey, hey, look, the ground is full of dirt?"

What are all over the ground? They are all human bones!

Xie Lian was furious. He exerted force on his hand, and Qi Rong started to howl like a ghost: “Ahhhhhh my hand! My hand is broken! It’s broken! My cousin Crown Prince, wait a minute! Okay, okay, I’ll tell you the truth. I lied to you. I didn’t eat! I didn’t eat! I was going to eat, but I haven’t eaten yet!”

Xie Lian asked, “Then where is he?”

Qi Rong said, "Don't be so pushy! I'm telling you, the little burden is locked up in the woodshed next door. Just open the door and take a look!"

Xie Lian ordered Ruo Xie to tie up Qi Rong and opened a small door on the side of the kitchen. Gu Zi was indeed curled up inside. Xie Lian sniffed and saw that he was breathing steadily, his little face was rosy, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly. However, when he picked him up, he felt that the child's body was burning hot, as if he had a high fever, and he thought something was wrong.

At this time, the monks and Taoist priests also rushed in. When they entered the kitchen, they stepped on bones all over the floor and almost slipped. The scene was shocking and they all said, "Ah? A black shop!"

"Are those dishes outside... all made from... human flesh?!"

"I said there's no chicken claw as long as your fingers!"

At this moment, there was another loud noise, and a big hole appeared on the ceiling, and a white ball smashed in. Everyone said, "What is that?!"

In a moment, Fuyao also jumped down from the cave, threw out a dozen yellow talismans with one hand, and shouted: "Get out of here! Don't interfere with my work!"

Everyone said: "Ah! Master!"

Then, Lan Chang also dragged her body down and said, "Don't hit him anymore!"

Everyone said again: "Wow! Woman!"

The yellow talismans flew like steel nails and flying knives. Xie Lian dodged them slightly and missed them. However, Qi Rong was unable to dodge and was stabbed on the back. He screamed wildly, “Kill the ghosts!!!”

Everyone swarmed over and gathered around his back to study him, exclaiming in amazement: "This talisman-throwing technique... is really quite exquisite..."

The kitchen was crowded and noisy in an instant. Fuyao chased the fetal spirit up and down, while Lanchang chased Fuyao like crazy. Qi Rong's half face was deformed by Xie Lian pressing on the chopping board, and half of his back was nailed into a sieve by the yellow talisman thrown by Fuyao. A group of people surrounded him, and Lanchang stepped on him from time to time, crying: "Why? Why are there so many people? Who are you? Who are you? Are you going to let people eat??? Why is it like this everywhere??? Do you all have a grudge against me?!"

At this point, his eyes turned and suddenly he passed through the collapsed wall of the kitchen and saw outside the inn. Hua Cheng seemed to have not seen the chaos here at all. He sat under a tree calmly and leisurely, and even had the leisure to play with gold foil to build a palace. I don't know how long he played like this, but in front of him, he had already built a gorgeous little house with more than a dozen pieces of gold foil.

Qi Rong immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone, look outside! Xueyu Tanhua has turned into a ghost!!! Those who have a grudge against him, hurry up and get out!!! Don't miss this opportunity, or you'll miss it forever...!!!"

Before he finished speaking, a kitchen knife gleaming with cold light and stained with blood suddenly appeared between his teeth. The handle of the knife was held in Xie Lian’s hand.

He smiled and said, "Hmm? What are you yelling about?"

Qi Rong didn't see how Xie Lian stuffed the knife into his mouth. He just felt a chill in his mouth and the tip of his tongue felt something extremely sharp in front of it. Although he was not hurt at all, if it moved a little more, blood would spurt out of his mouth. So he stopped talking abruptly.

However, everyone had already seen Hua Cheng playing with the Gold Foil Palace from a distance outside the inn, and asked, "Is it him?!"

"Eighty percent of it is!"

Before they could, Xie Lian ran out holding Gu Zi in one hand and Ruo Xie in the other. Qi Rong was tied up by Ruo Xie and dragged all the way on the ground, screaming as he was dragged: "Damn Xie Lian, you must have done this on purpose. I have never seen such a sinister fake Bai Lian like you ah ah ah ah——"

Everyone discussed it for a while and said, "Should we charge... or not?"

"Be careful, there might be a scam. How about we just watch from a distance first?"

Just at this moment, Hua Cheng had also finished building the small golden palace. He stood up, raised one eyebrow, looked down at the small house he had just built, and kicked it lightly.

With a loud crash, the golden palace collapsed.

And the inn also collapsed with a loud bang.

The illusion was also broken. Xie Lian looked back and saw that what was behind him was not an inn at all, but just a collapsed hut. In such a desolate mountain, it was normal to have such a house. The inn just now was just a trick.

The group of monks and Taoist priests who hadn't had time to discuss whether to charge or not were all crushed under the collapsed house, and were knocked unconscious by the pile of rotten wood and broken straw. Xie Lian trotted over to Hua Cheng and said, "Sanlang, won't you be affected by using your magic power like this?"

Hua Cheng waved his hand casually, and the gold foil disappeared. He said, "Don't worry, brother. This level won't cause any problems."

At this time, a piece of the broken roof moved twice, Fuyao lifted a handful of straw, crawled out, and said angrily: "You are fine, but I am!"

He finally caught the fetus, but his eyes went dark. He looked up and saw the broken roof falling down in front of him. He was hit hard and looked extremely embarrassed. Fuyao pulled a handful of straw from his head and walked in front of Xie Lian and Hua Cheng in a menacing manner. He shouted at Hua Cheng, who was shorter than him, "You...did you do this on purpose?!"

Hua Cheng blinked, without refutation or ridicule, he just raised his dark eyes and looked at Xie Lian. Xie Lian immediately dropped his hands to hold his shoulders and protected him behind him, saying: "No, no, definitely not. Children don't know how to control their strength... I'm sorry, Fuyao."

Fuyao, with her messy hair on her head, said in disbelief: "...child? Your Highness, you don't really think I'm so blind that I can't tell who this is, do you?"

Xie Lian said in bewilderment, “What are you talking about? This is just an ordinary child.”

“…”

Fuyao stared at Huacheng with narrowed eyes, but heard a slight "crackling" sound behind her. Lanchang also lifted a piece of the roof and climbed out. Fuyao turned back to look for her. Xie Lian breathed a sigh of relief and put the grain on the ground. At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear with a little hesitation: "...Your Highness?"

Xie Lian immediately stood up and asked, “…Feng Xin?”

It was Feng Xin who sounded relieved and said, "Great! Your password hasn't changed."

Xie Lian couldn't help but laugh silently. Eight hundred years ago, the password he used for the first spiritual communication was "Just recite the Tao Te Ching a thousand times." Eight hundred years later, it still hasn't changed, and Feng Xin actually still remembers it. Xie Lian recalled how Feng Xin laughed so hard when he first heard the password, and he felt nostalgic for a moment, saying, "Yes, it hasn't changed. Is Shang Tianting doing well now? Does the Emperor know about the spiritual text?"

Hua Cheng heard that he was talking to the priests of the Upper Heaven, so he consciously walked away and put his hand on Gu Zi's forehead to test whether he was sick. Over there, Feng Xin's voice became serious again, saying, "It's not good. Got it. The Upper Heaven is in chaos now."

Xie Lian sighed, "The coordination and allocation of all affairs in the Upper Heaven Court has always been handled by Ling Wen, no wonder. Is there no other Wen Shen who can take over?"

Feng Xin said, "They are on duty, but it's useless. On weekdays, they curse the Lingwen Palace more than anyone else, as if they can do ten times better in that position. Now that something has happened and they have to take over, no one can do 30% of the job. They are dizzy just compiling and organizing the information. Several literary gods have refused to do the job."

Xie Lian shook his head and listened to Feng Xin again: “And it’s not just Ling Wen, Mu Qing is also in trouble. He was originally imprisoned, but he injured the guarding priest and escaped.”

"What?!"

Hearing this, Xie Lian was startled and immediately looked up at Fuyao. The black-clothed young man was talking to Lan Chang, with a look of displeasure and anxiety. Xie Lian walked further away and lowered his voice, saying, "What happened to Mu Qing? How could this happen???"

Feng Xin said, "Not only was he imprisoned, but all the priests in the Xuanzhen Temple were suspended pending investigation. It was all because of that fetal spirit."

Xie Lian lowered his voice, “What happened to the fetal spirit? Is it really related to him?”

Feng Xin said, "Yes. The demons suppressed in various places were dispersed this time. Mu Qing was in charge of the female ghost Lan Chang and the fetal spirit, but he failed to catch them and let them escape. But during the capture process, the fetal spirit pointed out Mu Qing and said that the person who cut it out of the mother's womb and turned it into a little ghost alive was Mu Qing."

"impossible!"

Xie Lian blurted out, “Impossible! Although Mu Qing is… well, there’s no reason for him to do such a thing.”

Feng Xin said, "I don't know. But it is said that there is a kind of evil magic that uses dead babies to practice, which can achieve the purpose of rapid ascension. Now many people suspect that there is something wrong with his ascension, so they originally planned to detain him first and then slowly investigate all his past traces. Who knew that he lost his patience and ran away. Now it is confirmed that he is guilty and fled."

Xie Lian said, “Wait a minute. This is so wrong. If Mu Qing is the murderer, why didn’t Tai Ling and Lan Chang recognize him in the Divine Martial Hall, but pointed him out when Mu Qing was arresting them? Isn’t this clearly a frame-up?”

Feng Xin said, "It was already like this when I found out, and I don't know what's going on over there. I heard that Lan Chang and Tai Ling didn't know who the caster was, but when the little ghost Cheng Xie came out of the altar, he accidentally woke up and lost control, so he bit the caster on the arm, leaving a scar. When Tai Ling was fighting Mu Qing, he happened to see a bite mark on Mu Qing's arm, too. It was an old wound, hundreds of years old."

Xie Lian asked, “…Does this bite mark match the tooth marks of the fetus?”

Feng Xin said: "It matches exactly."

Xie Lian concentrated and asked, “How does Mu Qing explain this wound?”

Feng Xin said: "He admitted that he had indeed seen the fetus, but he did not admit that he was the murderer. He said that he only saved the fetus out of kindness and was bitten by it accidentally. This explanation is worse than no explanation."

That's right, because, in everyone's impression, things like "helping out of kindness", "caring for young children", and "doing good deeds without leaving a name" have nothing to do with Mu Qing. Mu Qing is a very "independent" person, and has never shown any extra love. He doesn't have many close friends in the Heavenly Court. When something like this happened, no one believed his explanation, and naturally no one would take the initiative to speak for him. Probably because of this, he chose to escape and find out the truth by himself. Feng Xin said: "Anyway, it's a mess now. Your Highness, where are you now? The Emperor said that thousands of ghosts have gathered and I'm afraid they can't be stopped. Come back and gather for discussion!"

Xie Lian said: "I am now..."

Before he finished speaking, Fuyao's cold voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Who are you talking to?"