The light and rain are picturesque, attracting many people to stop.

The Moon Soul Realm quickly collapsed, like a sad and beautiful picture, torn apart by invisible hands, and then everyone fell into the real world.

At this time, no one noticed that Cui Jun, who was already dead, secretly absorbed a lot of light rain. All the light spots falling on him disappeared.

The palace is still the same palace.

Lei Jiuhun, Xi Canglan, Chen Qing and others looked around cautiously.

After discovering that no servants of the palace appeared, they decided almost at the same time to rush straight to the gate of the palace.

The entire palace seemed to be dead, without any obstruction.

It wasn't until Lei Jiuhun, Xi Canglan and the others rushed out of the palace and came to the street. They turned a few streets and saw the bustling Zhoucheng Street and the bustling crowds, they felt a little relieved.

Once here, even if Prince An and the others want to pursue him, they still have to worry about the impact.

They all found a tavern and sat down. They were all in a mess, and all of them were injured, which really shocked the innkeeper.

However, after seeing the utensils on Lei Jiuhun and others, the store manager immediately shut up and did not dare to say anything. He knew that these were people who could not afford to offend.

No one expected that a ghost-hunting convention would end like this.

Everyone took another look at Cui Jun's body, and Lei Jiuhun was the first to speak out: "I have to go back to the sect and inform the sect that the world will be in chaos."

Lei Jiuhun's words are not alarmist. Everyone knows that if Prince Na'an's plan succeeds, there will be a terrifying ghost king in the world.

I can understand with my knees that Prince An will not be content with the ghost behind him. This kind of thing is like eating "Five Stone Powder". Once it starts, it will not stop and will only sink deeper and deeper.

Xi Canglan also nodded and said: "I also have to ask the master to come out and deal with them."

Chen Qing sighed from the side. He looked at Xi Canglan and Lei Jiuhun and felt that these two people were still too young.

Regardless of whether they are the Ghost Exorcist Sect or the Soul Control Sect, they are just two ordinary hidden sects. Even if there are experts in charge, how can they fight against the imperial court and challenge the Ghost Suppression Division?

Don't talk about this, Xi Canglan and Lei Jiuhun are not dead.

Even if the two of them died, I am afraid that the Ghost Exorcist Sect and Yuhunzhai would not come out to take revenge. At most, they would seek an explanation from the court, and that would be it.

Just like Cang Yuan Sect, how can they take revenge.

Chen Qing did not say anything to dissuade the two of them. Once they hit a wall in this kind of thing, they would naturally understand the cruelty of reality.

Chen Qing's eyes kept falling on Cui Jun's body. After a moment, Chen Qing said: "Master Cui sacrificed his life to save us. I am willing to send Master Cui back to his hometown, and the fallen leaves return to their roots."

Others also nodded. If it were not for Cui Jun this time, they would all be dead.

Xi Canglan and Lei Jiuhun also nodded and said: "I will go back to the sect and light incense and paper for him."

"Me too!"

There is only so much they can do, Yin and Yang are separated, maybe Cui Jun has crossed the Naihe Bridge now and is ready to reincarnate.

Just as he was talking, someone broke in at the door.

"Cui Jun!"

"Master Cui!"

The two men rushed over shouting Cui Jun's name. It was Qian Wushuang and Fatty Wang who followed Cui Jun's warning.

They had been hiding well and ran out of the palace, so they were not involved in the Moon Soul Realm. At this time, they saw Chen Qing and others rushing out, and naturally followed them all the way.

It wasn't until they overheard Cui Jun's situation that they couldn't help but rush out. When they saw Cui Jun's body, Qian Wushuang burst into tears.

"Ah, Cui Jun, you idiot!"

Qian Wushuang cried sadly. Fatty Wang opened his mouth wide and said repeatedly: "Dead, really dead? Mr. Cui is so invincible that he is dead?"

In Fatty Wang's view, it is impossible for Cui Jun to die with the evil spirit in his body.

But with the corpse right in front of him, Fatty Wang was extremely sad and angry.

Chen Qing looked at the two of them and sighed again: "The man is dead, please express my condolences. I want to take Mr. Cui's body back. Are you willing to come with me?"

Qian Wushuang knelt in front of Cui Jun's body and said, "Of course I want to go. I also promised him to help him fulfill his last wish after his death."

"Last wish?"

Chen Qing was slightly surprised. It turned out that Cui Jun had known that he would die. This guy was indeed prepared for everything.

He didn't ask any more questions and just gently helped Qian Wushuang up.

"Okay, let's go."

No more words, and no longer willing to stay here for a long time, everyone said goodbye.

Some people's souls are as fleeting as a lonely goose.

Some people leave sadly, just like a lonely goose.

…

No one knows how the battle in the palace will turn out or how it will end.

All I know is that two days later, there was news in the palace that Prince An was seriously ill and needed to go to the capital to ask for his life.

The palace was closed, and a crowd of servants surrounded Prince An and left the city.

No one saw Master Zhu Qing, nor Master Yin Guang from the Ghost Suppression Division, not even Zhao Tianji and the others.

Everything seemed to end quietly, and only I knew the specific results.

Prince An, who was sitting in the carriage, seemed to have a lifeless look on his face. He needed several people to carry him even to get in and out of the carriage.

Did he get a ghost body?

What will be the ending of the moon soul after it is dispersed?

Everything seems to be shrouded in mystery.

No one is willing to talk about it, and no one can talk about it.

A few days later, Chen Qing, Qian Wushuang, Fatty Wang and others returned to Yanyang City with Cui Jun's body.

Amid the astonishment of the neighbors, the sighs of Mr. Yang, and the mournful cries of Zhao Xueer, Cui Jun was buried in the cemetery outside the city.

Zhao Xueer and her mother were rescued by Qian Wushuang and the others. With Chen Qing in charge and the Guanluoyin card, it was very simple to rescue Zhao Xueer and Aunt Zhang.

Zhao Xueer never imagined that Cui Jun would only come back with corpses.

Zhao Xueer, who was kneeling in front of the grave, cried so hard that she almost fainted. Even Old Zhao shed a few tears.

"Asshole, Mr. Cui, how can I repay you for this?"

Lao Zhao turned his head so that no one could see his tears.

Second Master Yang sighed from the side: "Hey, good people never live long."

The suona sounded, and paper money spilled out like white clouds.

Zhao Xueer cried all her tears and finally had no choice but to leave with Lao Zhao and the others.

The noodle shop was closed, and Lao Zhao and the others took the last banknote Cui Jun left for them and left Yanyang City sadly.

Cui Jun's cabin became another legend, and the neighbors started talking about it again.

"Look, there really is something wrong with this house. Another one has been killed!"

"Hey, I thought that Mr. Cui had really blocked out all the evil spirits in this house. Unexpectedly, he was still dead."

"Whoever wants it wants it, but I don't want it anyway."

"Stop it, don't let it harm others anymore."
Chapter completed!