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Chapter 338 The Boss

"The ghost from the East Douluo is a place where the heavenly court is held. The soul from the West Douluo is collected, and you know your name. You collect it!"

The first thing Zhuang Xiaoya woke up was to recite the Taoist Scripture. Everyone felt a terrifying attraction emanating from Zhuang Xiaoya's body. The ghosts who were about to escape screamed and ran away. However, Zhuang Xiaoya's suction was even more terrifying. These ghosts could not resist at all, so they turned into black gas and entered Zhuang Xiaoya's body!

In just a few breaths, all the ghosts in the post station disappeared into Zhuang Xiaoya's body. For a moment, the station was surprisingly quiet, with only Tang Zixuan swallowing his saliva.

"This... what kind of Taoist technique is this? It's so powerful!" Tang Zixuan couldn't help but say.

"Ghost Control Art," Mo Yuchen sighed, "We cannot practice it. Yan Ning's woman is indeed powerful."

When Cao Lu heard Mo Yuchen's tone, she couldn't help but smile and whispered: "Beauty, do you fall in love with our boss?"

Mo Yuchen was stunned, then furious: "What are you talking about?!"

"Hehe, it's useless to like it. Our boss is so dedicated. You can't get into it." Cao Lu laughed.

"You'll talk nonsense, be careful I'll kill you!" Mo Yuchen said seriously.

She absolutely couldn't like Yan Ning. She just simply felt that Zhuang Xiaoya was better than herself, and she was sad and a little jealous.

Tang Zixuan raised his eyebrows: "Junior sister, you won't really fall in love with him, are you?"

"Senior brother, why are you even..." Mo Yuchen snorted, "It's not that easy to make me fall in love with you!"

Tang Zixuan lowered his head and muttered: "In terms of strength, he is above you, in terms of status, he is also a decent successor. In terms of appearance... Although he is not as handsome as a senior brother, he is still acceptable..."

Mo Yuchen hugged his head and shook it like a rattle: "Stop talking about it!!"

"Don't argue!" Yan Ning suddenly said coldly, "You two have time to argue here, why don't you go see your uncle?"

After Yan Ning reminded him, the two realized that Yan Ning removed the golden needle. The two immediately ran to Hang Wanzong and helped him sit aside. At this time, Hang Wanzong's face was pale and his lips turned blue. The wound on the arm bitten by the evil ghost would occasionally overflow with a little blood.

"Uncle Master, are you okay?" Mo Yuchen asked worriedly.

Hang Wanzong snorted: "Does I look like I'm fine?"

Mo Yuchen was scolded by Hang Wanzong, and his eyes turned red, and he couldn't help feeling a little aggrieved. Seeing Hang Wanzong angry, Tang Zixuan didn't dare to say anything more.

Hang Wanzong was removed with one arm, saying that he was not sad was definitely fake. His temperament was straightforward. After sitting down to rest, he couldn't help but start to feel sulky.

Yan Ning helped Zhuang Xiaoya up and asked, "Have all the ghosts taken back? How is your soul condition?"

Zhuang Xiaoya closed her eyes and felt it: "There is no big problem for a hundred ghosts. How many days will the soul need to be cultivated... What happened just now?"

Yan Ning explained to Zhuang Xiaoya, while helping her to Hang Wanzong. After hearing this, Zhuang Xiaoya lowered her head and clasped her fists at Hang Wanzong: "My younger generation Zhuang Xiaoya... has seen senior Longhushan!"

Hang Wanzong sighed, but had no intention of greetings, and said lightly: "The old Taoist was reckless just now, please don't mind."

Zhuang Xiaoya shook her head: "Young man is nothing, but you..."

Zhuang Xiaoya's eyes moved to the base of Hang Wanzong's arm.

"Forget it, I was about to abdicate, but now I lost my arm, which is an excuse for myself. After returning to the mountain gate, I will abdicate and recuperate." Hang Wanzong sighed.

"Uncle Master, you..." Tang Zixuan hesitated.

"I have decided, don't persuade me anymore."

Yan Ning thought for a while and said, "Senior, if you know our Maoshan Wumen, you should know... it is not impossible to rebirth with broken limbs."

Hang Wanzong was stunned, and then his originally dim eyes lit up. He had long heard that the ghost doctor in Wumen can cure the world and reborn with broken limbs. It seemed that it was not impossible for the people in Wumen.

"But this matter has to be mentioned after we leave. I will help my seniors treat the wound first... I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle later."

Yan Ning took out a golden needle to help Hang Wanzong treat the wound. Cao Lu took out a bandage from his luggage and bandaged Hang Wanzong. The whole process only took a few minutes.

After the wound was treated, Yan Ning said: "I have figured it out now. The entire post station... including the stolen body of ancestor Lu Tai, is a conspiracy. It is a pit that the Changsheng Cult has long dug out, waiting for us to jump down."

Hang Wanzong was stunned: "What are you talking about, what... the Cult of the Eternal Life?"

Yan Ning didn't expect that Hang Wan Sect didn't know about the Changsheng Sect, but he didn't have time to explain at this time. Instead, he silently put away the golden needle, then looked outside the station gate and said coldly: "We have been tossing for so long, but the boss and the others have not appeared. Do I still need to explain all this?"

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel cold on their backs.

Yes! There was such a big noise in the inn, how could the boss’s wife and the old man sitting at the door not have any movement?

Have they been killed or... the cause of this farce was caused by them?

Yan Ning winked Cao Lu, Cao Lu nodded, walked up and took out all the burning incense burners in the lobby of the station, and threw them all into the well in the backyard.

Now, the faces of Hang Wanzong and others changed drastically, and the incense burner was taken away, and a heavy corpse energy filled the station!

"It turns out it's rhino horn... Old man, I've been staying in the mountain gate for a long time. I can make such mistakes. I'm ashamed! I'm so ashamed!" Hang Wanzong said with a gloomy face.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

At this moment, a clapping sound suddenly sounded from afar outside the post station. Everyone couldn't help but look outside the post station. The proprietress held the old man and walked to the entrance of the post station together. The proprietress said, "The Taoist priests took action in the shop and smashed a lot of things, but they had to pay for it!"

When Cao Lu and Zhuang Xiaoya saw the boss's wife, their faces suddenly became a little ugly. Yan Ning told them that the real boss's wife had already lying in the coffin in the backyard and turned into a cold corpse.

So, who is the boss lady in front of you?

"Stop talking nonsense. I should have noticed it was you. I should have noticed it in the cemetery." Yan Ning looked at the two people in front of him coldly, "Bai Tong, take off your disguise!"

The proprietress smiled coldly, suddenly reached behind her ears, tore off a face in front of everyone, revealing her charming face.
Chapter completed!
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