As soon as the words came to an end, everyone started to work hard. Wu Feng put down Master Huikong on his back and asked him to take care of Master Huiming, who was still unconscious. At this moment, after a while, the little monk Zenxin looked much better after a while of breathing, and also helped everyone churn the bat corpses on the ground.

It is unimaginable that the masked old Taoist used what method he used to kill so many bats at once. A thick layer was laid on the ground, at least one foot thick. Many of the bat corpses seemed to be roasted by fire, exuding a burnt smell, and their noses were sour.

These bat corpses were discharged from a distance and were huge in number. It was not easy to find them with a few injured people. They had been busy for about an hour and the sky was bright, so they barely churned the bat corpses. Everyone was so tired that they were sweating and panting.

However, the result was not satisfactory, and the evil ghost trick was not found.

"You guys tell me, is it possible that the evil ghost trick... was dropped on the way by the masked old Taoist when he ran away here?" Old Liu wiped the sweat from his head, but touched the black and gray on his face, looking extremely tired.

He was finding a reason for himself to convince himself, but this reason did not seem so sufficient and he had no confidence in saying this.

"Old donor, didn't you say that the masked old Taoist is more valuable than his life with the evil ghost trick? How could he be willing to drop such an important thing halfway?" Master Huikong was also exhausted while leaning on the Zen stick, so he poured a basin of cold water on his head.

"Oh..." Old Liu sighed, feeling helpless, and said, "Since we haven't found it, it means we haven't looked for it carefully. I think that evil ghost trick must be still in the corpses of these bats. Why don't you look for it carefully..."

Old Liu was comforting himself again. He didn't believe that the old Taoist would run away under the siege of so many vampire bats, but he seemed to have an answer in his heart, and the faint feeling of uneasiness suddenly became very strong.

"Ahem..."

A violent cough came from not far away, interrupting everyone's busy figures and hurriedly walked towards Master Huicong.

When I went over, I saw that the seriously injured monk Huiming suddenly woke up. After coughing a few times, I vomited a lot of blood and immediately fainted.

"Senior Brother Huikong... Junior Brother Huiming seems to be unable to hold on. If he doesn't treat it in time, he may not be able to last tonight." Master Huicong helped Huiming wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth and said with a sad voice.

"I won't look for it anymore! Let's go back." Wu Feng suddenly said in a deep voice.

"But... that evil ghost trick..." Old Liu said hesitantly.

"Help is important. Let's talk about that evil ghost trick in the future. When we return to Kaihua City, let Brother Guo send more people to find him." Wu Feng said.

"Well, that's fine, let's do it like this. Let's go back to Kaihua City first and find a doctor for Master Huiming to see. You all have injuries on your body, so this matter cannot be delayed." Old Liu said with a serious face.

Before he finished speaking, Wu Feng had already carried Master Huiming and walked quickly towards Kaihua City. The few people behind him also quickly followed. Invisibly, everyone's hearts were covered with a layer of haze. The evil ghost's trick was not found. This was a heart disease, and everyone's face was extremely difficult to see.

Not long after everyone walked out, a person covered in mud crawled out of the stinky ditch near the pile of bat corpses. He lay in the grass, trembling all over. His resentful eyes stared at the backs of Wu Feng and others, and gritted his teeth and spit out a few words: "I must avenge this revenge!"
Chapter completed!