"What them?"

Lao Zhao next to him asked.

Cui Jun picked up the Jian statue in his hand and looked at it carefully, and then looked at Zhao Xueer and Aunt Zhang in the bronze mirror.

He held his breath and tried to use the Jian statue to bring them out.

As soon as the statue of the god Quehuang touched the bronze mirror, Cui Jun felt his arms trembling uncontrollably, forcing him to throw away the statue of the god Xuhuang.

"I can't control it."

Cui Jun said slowly.

Old Zhao helped Cui Jun pick up the Jian statue, and said with slightly trembling lips: "Is there no other way?"

Cui Jun was silent for a moment and finally replied: "Yes!"

He handed the bronze mirror back to Lao Zhao and solemnly asked: "First, take good care of their physical bodies. If the physical body is destroyed, even if the soul can come back, it will become a wandering spirit. Secondly, the mirror cannot be used anymore."

If it's broken, keep it well. If the mirror is completely broken, you can no longer contact them. Also, Xue'er, Aunt Zhang, in that world, you may encounter ghosts who take you to the underworld. No matter what,

Don't go with them. Give me at least a month."

"good!"

Lao Zhao, Aunt Zhang, and Xue'er all followed suit.

Then, Xueer seemed to have heard something and said loudly, "Brother Cui Jun, are you leaving? Where to go? Why does it take so long?"

Cui Jun smiled and replied: "I'm going to find an old friend. He has a solution. Don't worry, although the journey is a bit long, I will seize the time to come back."

"Then you must be careful on the road."

Lao Zhao also rarely cared about Cui Jun for once.

Cui Jun nodded and said: "Without further delay, I will pack up and set off now. Uncle Zhao, don't take out the mirror to chat with them during the day. If you want to chat, do it after midnight, preferably under the moonlight, do you understand?"

"

Lao Zhao said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of them."

Cui Jun thought about it carefully and found that he had nothing more to say, so he immediately turned around and left.

Naturally, he wanted to take the statue of Jian with him.

The successive appearance of the statues of the God, the invitation from the man in black, and the words of the fake Aunt Zhang all made Cui Jun understand one thing.

He was indeed being targeted, and he really wanted to save Xue'er and the others. The only solution for now was to go to Zhoucheng as the man in black said.

Is this a situation specially set up for him?

If you think about it carefully, it's really possible.

Just as he rejected the man in black, something happened to Aunt Zhang. To say it was a coincidence would be too far-fetched.

Hey, it doesn’t matter if it’s a round or not.

For Xue'er, he had to break into this dragon's pond and tiger's den.

At least he also wants to get a way to control this idol.

Having made up his mind, Cui Jun left the noodle shop.

As soon as he walked onto the street, Cui Jun was surprised to find that the human ghost and snake girl he killed had completely turned into a pool of blood and was evaporating at an extremely fast speed.

Perhaps to a certain extent, this human, ghost, and snake girl is no longer a mortal body.

She is a combination of human and ghost, and her body has already been transformed into a ghost.

Without the ghost energy that maintains activity, even the physical body will disappear along with it, and even the clothes will be burned by inexplicable power until they turn into ashes.

After taking a few more glances, Cui Jun returned to his room.

After closing the door, Cui Jun picked up a sledgehammer from the wall and slammed it on the ground of his house.

Once, twice, three times, the ground cracked and soil splashed.

After smashing open the stone slab on the floor, Cui Jun pulled out a mechanism box made of mixed iron from under the stone slab.

It is four inches long and two inches wide, and is connected with iron ribs and cowhide.

The organ box looks like a small coffin. It cannot be opened from the front, but Cui Jun presses his palm on the back. Suddenly the box blooms like a flower, revealing dozens of things inside.

First there are the densely packed talismans, which are roughly divided into five types.

Ding, wind, speed, guard, break!

Under the talisman, several small boxes were exposed. When opened, there were several flying needles and ten sticks of sandalwood.

Then there is the wooden sword in the middle of the box, which is engraved with the words "Lei Jun's order, urgent as I am."

On both sides of the wooden sword are medicine bottles, including three types: "black blood bottle, sword oil bottle, and life pill bottle".

There is a box on the lower right, but it is empty.

Cui Jun touched his palm again, the machine box closed, and he slowly carried it on his back.

Under the night, Cui Jun walked quickly through the streets with the machine box on his back.

After a while, he came to a very humble coffin shop.

The half-open door was pushed open by him.

The waiter inside was yawning when he suddenly saw someone coming and was startled.

"Guest officer, what are you..."

Cui Jun didn't talk nonsense to the waiter. He just stretched out his hand and tapped the counter three times with his index and middle fingers.

Let's hold a funeral.

Two times, the ghost comes to the door.

Three times, you will see the true God.

The waiter is also a smart man. He doesn't talk nonsense and immediately goes to pick up the shopkeeper.

Not long after, a skinny old guy with sunken eye sockets, who looked three parts human and part ghost, walked out slowly.

With a smile, I came behind the counter.

The boy didn't even dare to show up. He couldn't greet guests like Cui Jun.

Looking at the machine box behind Cui Jun, in their profession, people like Cui Jun are called: "Coffin Bearer!"

Cui Jun looked up at the shopkeeper, put the machine box directly on the counter and said: "Complete it!"

The old shopkeeper took a look and said, "Complete them all? That's not cheap."

Cui Jun was not polite and took out a hundred-tael ticket and put it on the counter.

When the old shopkeeper saw the banknote, he stopped talking nonsense and said directly: "Wait for me for a moment!"

Then there was a rustling sound, and a dozen or so boxes of various sizes were quickly replenished.

Cui Jun watched calmly from the side. Sometimes he didn't want to think of the origin of this machine box.

That old bastard, he brought him into this business, but he went to the underworld first. Damn it.

"Okay, sir. Please check it out!"

Cui Jun put away the mechanism box, opened each mechanism box skillfully and looked at it again. Finally, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "Old ghost, remember to leave a good coffin for me."

The old shopkeeper smiled and said: "Yours has been kept for you. Let me ask one more question, Sir, you haven't used this machine box for a long time. Where are you going today? Where is the disaster?

?”

Cui Jun replied calmly: "In Zhoucheng, the palace has invited you."

"Prince's Mansion, I heard that it is not a good place. Power is more evil than ghosts!"

"Yes, but there is a reason why we have to go."

The old shopkeeper said oh and nodded understandingly: "Then I wish you a safe journey."

Cui Jun strode away until the sound of footsteps disappeared.

The young boy followed him out and asked with infinite doubts: "Master, who is he?"

The old shopkeeper said indifferently: "A walker who walks between life and death, a sword-bearer who guards the night. A hunter of dead souls, a fish that has slipped through the net of the underworld. Remember his name, one day, you will need him too. He
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