Trap? Being able to do so quietly, thinking of the three brothers lying outside, Cha Wenbin didn't have a sure win. If it was a ghost, then no matter how fierce it would be just his own knife's ghost, but if it was a person?

  In his eyes, this was a complete provocation, a naked provocation. Whoever it was would have to pay the price for tonight's actions!

  Cha Wenbin pressed his body tightly against the edge of the cabinet, his left hand lightly touching the latch, while his right hand was already prepared to attack, ready to strike down with a sword at any moment.

  Last time, Cha Wenbin was quick to pull it open, but this time, he slowly dragged it open bit by bit. It's like having a Pandora's box full of unknown worlds in front of you, and when you open it, nobody knows what will happen?

  When the cabinet was pulled open about thirty centimeters, Cha Wenbin's flashlight shone on a cold face.

  What a face is this? Black, as black as charcoal in the night, it's really too black. His eyebrows even have a faint layer of frost now. Between his eyebrows and on his forehead, it's especially black! Even his lips are dark, this is a corpse that makes Cha Wenbin feel extremely eerie at first glance, and deep down, he feels that this shouldn't be a dead body, but a devil!

  As the cabinet was slowly opened, a red dress was neatly dressed on his body, and the bright red color formed a sharp contrast with his skin, causing Zha Wenbin's heart to start racing.

  This is absolutely not an ordinary corpse! No one would dress a dead person in this color, it's extremely unlucky! A person who dies in a horizontal position, if dressed in red when they leave the world, will definitely become a malevolent spirit! And this corpse, dressed neatly, even difficult to find a single wrinkle, someone has deliberately arranged this.

  If the reincarnation of the next life is the final destination of a person's soul after death, then there is another form of existence that continues to stay in this world in a special way, which is to transform into a ghost. Some people stay behind because they can't bear to leave, some people stay behind because they can't let go, and some are simply for revenge. No matter what the purpose is, in people's eyes, it is an existence that transcends the rules, and the cycle of birth and death between heaven and earth is a predetermined rule that cannot be changed by one's own consciousness, so there is the existence of this profession of Taoist priests.

  A chilling aura, an unparalleled ghostly aura came straight at him. Cha Wenbin could even faintly feel his disdain for himself. This getup, now it's impossible to say anything that can leave you behind. Cha Wenbin's left hand immediately flipped out the Palm Gate Great Seal, preparing a lid to directly press on his head. To deal with this kind of ghost who had become a spirit, one must use ruthless means!

  When the print was less than ten centimeters away from that black face, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes, a fierce gaze staring at Cha Wenbin, and he felt a pain in his wrist, a pair of large black hands had already firmly grasped his left hand.

  Attack in the form of a corpse? Zha Wenbin was shocked, this is still the first time he encountered, his right hand sword turned and chopped down. Those hands saw the sharp weapon coming and immediately withdrew, which allowed Zha Wenbin to have a gap to escape, he looked down at his wrist and saw that the other party had pinched out ten blood-red handprints!

  With this momentum, Cha Wenbin knew that this was absolutely a formidable character. After death, he could still control his corpse, and there were only two explanations: either he was a zombie or he was actually still alive!

  But that flexible appearance is absolutely impossible for a zombie to achieve. Moreover, he had only heard his master talk about zombies before and had never actually encountered one himself, because it's very difficult for a corpse not to rot.

  But which living person can lie in that cold freezer for so long, and who can do it? Moreover, this is a funeral home that has not been open for business for a long time. No one will come here to pretend to be a ghost. What makes him even more likely to deny is the eerie atmosphere in the house, which he is very familiar with. He had encountered it somewhere before, but couldn't remember where for the moment.

  "Haha, indeed a interesting person." A cold laugh sounded after that, and such a voice came from the cabinet.

  Alive? Zhang Wenbin grasped the guy, and his heart suddenly cooled down. If it was really a living person, he indeed had no grasp of it, because in terms of skill, how could he possibly be a match for those two guys outside who were all knocked down, and how could he escape?

  At critical moments, one cannot be soft-hearted and even more so, cannot scare oneself. Cha Wenbin bit his lip hard, trying to clear his head a little, paused for a moment, and said calmly: "Brother, you came here in the middle of the night, I'm afraid it's not just to visit?"

  The person in the cabinet said after listening: "It's simple, you go back and tell that fat man, this place is haunted, let him close the door and be safe, including your three friends, I won't make things difficult for you, otherwise..." As he said this, his tone suddenly changed and became fierce.

  "Otherwise what? Are you going to take over the magpie's nest and sleep in it forever?"

  "Hahaha" the person in the cabinet laughed loudly, "Little Taoist, don't be ungrateful, I'm afraid you're not my match yet. Originally, I didn't want to do this, just scaring them away would have been enough. But that fat guy was unappreciative, and actually called a wild Taoist to perform a ritual, causing me some losses. If I don't teach him a lesson, he won't know what it means to be formidable!"

  "So you're saying that those people who died later on were also killed by you?" Cha Wenbin still maintained the same tone.

  "Hmph!", the person in the cabinet coldly snorted, "I think that talisman at his house was also given by you, otherwise how could he have survived till today? Alright, I'll give you some credit. However, listen up, anything I want, I've never failed to get, because everyone who's ever stood in my way is already dead! Haha, take your people and leave!"

  "Just because of your indiscriminate killing of innocent people and that eerie aura, I won't let you go, no matter if you're human or ghost, what's your purpose? You're a ruthless killer, either evil or malevolent, die! " Zhang Wenbin finished speaking, his body suddenly popped up, and he rushed to the side of the cabinet. With a loud crash, the cabinet was kicked back in!"

  If he were really a living person, he would never survive for five minutes in this sealed environment at zero degrees!

  Before Cha Wenbin could react, the cabinet flew straight towards him with a loud crash, causing the sixth row of storage cabinets to shake violently. The person in red clothes stared at Cha Wenbin with a fierce gaze and said: "You refused to take the path to heaven, now you're forcing your way into hell. Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

  The red-clothed man's speed was extremely fast, exceeding Zhang Wenbin's reaction. Before he could make his next move, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and his body heavily crashed into the cabinet behind him, making a "clang" sound. If it weren't for the fact that he was holding his breath, he would have spat out blood on the spot.

  The man did not give up, but slowly raised his right hand, making a gesture as if to rush towards Zha Wenbin's top of the head. This time, however, Zha Wenbin saw very clearly that the hand was like an eagle's claw, curved and withered!

  The hands of the old man with white beard were also like that! Cha Wenbin suddenly remembered the person under the mountain of Qiufeng, who claimed to be the grandfather of Zhuo Xiong and a descendant of Yu Fuwang.

  "Ghostly arts!" Cha Wenbin finally understood why there was such a strong ghostly aura, this was an evil person who practiced the ghostly arts, his physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people. Looking at his cultivation, it's not necessarily under the white-bearded old man, and even more so has surpassed him. This is an unknown evil cultivator!

  "Not bad, not bad at all," the man in red clothes said with a hint of playfulness as he gazed at Zhang Wenbin. "In this day and age, there's actually someone who can recognize the Ghost Path. I've lived for so many years, and it's the first time I've been seen through. It wasn't a waste of my effort to occupy this place after all. Interesting, really interesting. However, little Daoist, since you know now, I won't be able to let you leave. You're going to die!"

  A red shadow shot over like an arrow, the eagle-claw-like fingers seemed to be sharp daggers with a hint of eerie aura, Cha Wenbin's body dodged to one side and avoided this attack. With a loud "boom", the cabinet behind him was instantly pierced through, showing just how great this power was!

  The man didn't seem to mind that his first strike had missed, in his eyes, Zha Wenbin was just a struggling prey, like a cat playing with a mouse, it was entertaining.

  To deal with this inhuman and ghostly thing, Cha Wenbin couldn't find a good solution for the time being. However, evil can't defeat justice is an ancient principle, if things keep going like this, the one who will ultimately fall down must be himself.

  Just then, a dog barking sound suddenly came to Cha Wenbin's ear, "Wang Wang Wang!" Hei Zi! It's Hei Zi! This is its cry, how did it come?

  The black-clad man's face also showed a hint of displeasure after hearing the dog bark, and he made a move to attack again. However, this time Zhang Wenbin did not choose to dodge like before. He let out a loud shout, and before the red-clad man could react, he took the lead in charging forward with his Seven-Star Sword, striking with a single, clean blow without any fancy moves.

  The red-clothed man apparently did not expect that he would still counterattack, this Seven Star Sword is an ancient relic, it has been passed down through the hands of Daoist masters, and it still has a strong lethal power against these evil demons. The red-clothed man felt its ferocity and dodged to the side, causing Cha Wenbin to attack empty air.

  Before Wen Bin could even turn around, a red-clothed man behind him viciously shouted: "Go die for me!"

  With a "hiss" sound, Cha Wenbin felt his back being pierced, and after a numbness, his spine felt cool, that was blood.

  "Ah!" With a burst of unknown energy, Cha Wenbin let out a strange cry and swung the Seven-Star Sword back with force. The red-clothed man's hand was still lodged in Cha Wenbin's body, and as he turned around, his arm got stuck in the bone, unable to pull it out in time. Like cutting a melon, that hand forever left the red-clothed man's arm.

  "This...can't be..." The man in red muttered.

  At the same time, a large black dog rushed to the second floor like crazy, knocking against those bells and making them ring out in unison. It had just seen its master severely injured.

  Hei Zi was like a leopard, without any hesitation, and pounced directly at the red-clothed man who was staring incredulously at his severed hand.

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