Besides, they thought that Palace Master Dingtian Palace was a romantic figure, and they must have more or less feelings for each of them. When they heard the reason why Biten expelled them, they always felt that they had room for recovery, so they came to the door one after another.

The housekeeper stopped at the gate of Beaten's yard and prevented them from entering. There was a lot of noise outside.

On the ground, a ghost appeared and said fiercely, "It's so noisy! Wang, do you want us to kill them?"

The ghost's face was broken, and its dead face was ugly. When Beaten looked at it, she put the face back together again, exactly what Congzhu looked like.

Beaten said, "Go back to the field, from the bead."

Gui Congzhu reluctantly drilled back to the ground.

Beaten's eyes deepened.

When she was reborn, all the people who had been tragically turned into ghosts in the Demon Race massacre in the previous life also followed her back to this point in time.

Therefore, there will be a living Congzhu and a ghost Congzhu in this world.

——More specifically, now, almost all the living people in Youzhou City have corresponding ghosts.

Those people who died tragically turned into ghosts and returned.

Perhaps, they are all secretly watching their living self at the moment, reminiscing about their past lives.

Since last night, Youzhou City has quietly turned into a real ghost town.

Fortunately, in her previous life, Beaten used methods to turn herself into evil ghosts. These ghosts regarded her as their king. She could control them now, and prevent them from killing the current self, and replace them after taking the body.

Beaten glanced at the piece of ground where the ghost disappeared from the beads, and raised her eyes to look at the live beads: "Why, they won't leave?"

Congzhu was going to be mad at these shameless cultivators, and said angrily: "They just took a fancy to your money, Palace Master!"

"I'll take a look." Beaten got up and walked out the door.

When a group of young monks saw her coming out, they became more and more excited.

"Palace Master, why did you drive me away!"

"Didn't you say you like me?"

"Shut up! The Palace Master's favorite is obviously me!"

...

Beaten stood three steps away from this group of people, dressed in white, her eyes were colder than Qiu Yi's: "I didn't like you, and if you don't want to die, leave me."

Everyone: "...???"

"Wow", everyone exploded, some questioned in disbelief, some thought she was just making trouble, and some started to coax her with sweet words.

Beaten suddenly drew his dagger and pointed forward.

The invisible wind and waves turned into a hurricane with killing intent, wrapped in sand and gravel, and rolled towards the crowd.

There was blood on everyone's face.

The clumps of broken hair fell to the ground lightly.

"..."

All were speechless.

Beaten broke the dead silence with a chilling voice: "Before you go, return what I gave you before."

She walked down the steps, ignoring the terrified eyes of everyone: "Of course, you can choose not to leave, but we people of the profound way pay the most attention to cause and effect. As much as you take from me, you will return as much."

Beaten suddenly smiled coldly: "I'm afraid you can't pay it back, so you will pay me your life in the end."

The monks who had been relying on them before were all petrified.

It's all like this, who dares to stay!

Before leaving, those who wanted to swallow the things they took from Beaten also restrained their thoughts, and hurriedly packed them up and returned them to their original owners.

As for the spirit stones that were consumed on them, they could not afford it, so they had to ask the steward to let them do some handymen in the house to offset some karma.

The Dingtian Prefecture, which had difficulty in turnover, soon became much more prosperous.

When Congzhu reported to Biten, she couldn't do it with admiration: "Palace Master, you are really handsome today! Swipe, pull a dagger and scare them away, so amazing!"

Beaten turned over the account and raised her eyelids when she heard the words: "I wasn't handsome before?"

Cong Zhu scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "He's also quite handsome...not so obvious."

Beaten glanced at Gui Congzhu who was lying on the back of Congzhu with a warning, and closed the ledger: "The deficit in our house is still quite serious."

"Yeah, I haven't been entrusted with catching ghosts recently." Congzhu said, rubbing her shoulders, she always felt a lot of soreness there... as if something was pressing down there.

Gui Congzhu grinned and blew a ghostly breath into her ear.

"Hey, Palace Master, it's getting colder again this autumn." Cong Zhu said shiveringly.

"..." Beaten sighed and patted her shoulder: "Go back and rest, we'll have something to do soon."

"Oh." Congzhu pressed her shoulders and moved suspiciously, suddenly feeling that her shoulders were less sore.

After leaving from Zhu, the ghost floated from Zhu to Beaten's side: "Wang, do you want us to make some noise and create a chance for you to catch the ghost?"

Biten nodded: "Congzhu, you understand me."

"Then which one should we choose?" Gui Congzhu said: "Wait, I'll ask everyone, choose a vicious family."

When she was about to leave, Beaten stopped her: "Congzhu."

"Um?"

"Tell everyone, I will avenge them." Bitzen said, "This time, the demons who killed them will attack Youzhou City again."

"Yeah! Palace Master, we all believe in you!" Gui Congzhu nodded vigorously, smiled, and then got into the ground.

Beaten sat alone for a while, then summoned a grudge.

The resentful ghost shrank his head, trembling: "King...you, do you have anything to order?"

Biten pointed to the large package on the case: "Go to Xuanqing Temple and give these things to Lou Jing. If he asks, you can tell him these words..."

...

...

Lou Jing was awakened by the loud barking of thunderbolt.

He sat up in a daze, feeling a chill approaching, and hurriedly took out a consecrated dagger from under the pillow.

The ghost's voice sounded more flustered than him: "Young Master Lou is merciful, I have no ill intentions!"