Tan Jin had already prepared a long time ago, and hurriedly chanted a spell under my command. A aperture under his feet instantly formed, and then he saw a strange light in the air flying towards the evil ghost.

The evil ghost fell to the ground suddenly.

I took out the container that had previously housed evil ghosts, and muttered: "There are injustice and debts, and you have a master. You have been in trouble more than 100 years ago and it has nothing to do with us. Don't worry, after this incident, I will give you some good luck. I hope you can untie your knots as soon as possible and be reincarnated as a human being."

After saying that, I posted a yellow talisman on the container. These objects can temporarily suppress the resentment of the wronged soul. Whether they can be reincarnated depends on this guy's own luck.

However, the Taoist priest's situation is not optimistic.

A piece of flesh on his thigh had been torn off, because of the threat just now, his eyes were scarlet, and he was tied to the tree and gasping for breath.

I walked over with a smile: "Tell me, what is this matter? What is the purpose of making trouble in the village with such great difficulty?"

The Taoist priest did not answer me, but just gasped there.

After a long time, he looked up at me.

But his mental state is not good.

The scare just now really scared the Taoist priest. Even the cloth strip that we sealed his mouth just now was torn open by him, and a red scar appeared on his face, which looked like a crazy person, almost collapsed.

"The reason why we made trouble in the village is to find a breakthrough in this matter and ask the whereabouts of a grass troupe from the villagers." The Taoist priest looked at me and said weakly.

I have heard about the grass-roots team.

However, I was still a little confused. Why did they find this grass team before I learned about the existence of this grass team from Chu Sili. It seemed that I came here with the subordinates of that big man, but there were many doubts in it.

The grass-roots team is just an opera singer. Whether a big man comes down to bury treasures or retrieve them, why should he bring a group of opera singers with him?

I looked at the Taoist priest in confusion and asked, "Why do you want to find the whereabouts of that straw troupe?"

"The turtle team knew the whereabouts of Caibao. The big man buried the treasure in this place, but there was no specific burial map. However, he told a turtle team about the way to find the treasure. Those people compiled the things into an opera and passed them down. The big man's subordinates wanted to come here to dig out the treasures, but they didn't expect that they were all attacked by bandits and died in this place, so we wanted to find the whereabouts of the turtle team." The Taoist priest was really afraid, and he dragged out their goals.

I asked in confusion: "Since you are dead, what are you going to find?"

As soon as I asked this, I felt my stupidity.

Since these guys can turn the previous wronged souls into puppet-like existence, they must have a way to reappear those grass teams in the world, or they can use other methods to make the grass teams that have been killed by all the bandits speak out. This is probably their real purpose.

I'm a little curious.

The purpose of such a complicated task is to find a turf team.

They didn't have to kill the village chief, but in order to highlight the power of the debutant priest, these guys wanted to let the Taoist priest get news from the villagers and did not hesitate to kill an innocent person. Unfortunately, our appearance disrupted their plan.

"Now they have found the whereabouts of the grass troupe, right?" I looked at the Taoist priest and questioned.

The Taoist priest nodded, then looked up at me pitifully and said, "You should stop the bleeding quickly. If my blood flows down, I will die in a while. You may have a chance to find their whereabouts."

I waved my hand, and Tan Jin immediately came over and sprinkled the medicine powder that had been prepared on the wound.

The howling like a pig slaughtered sounded throughout the yard.

The Taoist priest's teeth were almost bitten and bleeding.

After sprinkling the powder, we bandaged his legs with a cloth strip, but it would not be cured for a while, at least it could limit his freedom.

As for other things, we have figured it out.

Grass team.

When I learned about this from Chu Sili before, I was a little confused. Why did those guys take a strait team, but I didn't expect that the big man was so smart and showed the exact position of the treasure in a playful way, which is why the thing was not robbed by bandits.

The entire army was wiped out, and of course the bandits could not understand the whereabouts of the treasures from them.

"What should I do with this person?" Tan Jin glanced at the Taoist priest tied to the tree.

I replied lightly: "Save someone to watch him. We have other things to do. By the way, I have another thing to ask him."

As he said that, I returned to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest looked at me weakly, and he didn't know what news I wanted to ask him. From the Taoist priest's eyes, I only saw a strong desire to survive. I believe that no matter what news I asked him, I would get the exact answer.

"Mr. Feng, do you know?" I looked at the Taoist priest in front of me with interest.

"I know, how could I not know the name of the dragon head of the burial gate in Yinwu Gate?" The Taoist priest looked at me tremblingly and said.

When I heard that he knew Mr. Feng, I felt that this incident was most likely related to them. When I thought of Mr. Feng dead at the hands of these people and being attacked by a sneak attack, I felt an invisible anger in my heart.

I clenched my fists and tried to suppress the anger in my body, and gritted my teeth and asked, "Then tell me if you were involved in that matter when Mr. Feng died?"

"No!"

The Taoist priest replied without hesitation, probably afraid that I would not believe it, and then said, "The whereabouts of these treasures were indeed learned from Mr. Feng, but I joined the group halfway. I just heard them say about the things they did after drinking, but I did not participate in this matter."

I nodded.

Under the current situation, I am afraid I will not tell lies, which means that the person who is actually involved in the killing of Mr. Feng is the guys who have died in the grass-roots team.
Chapter completed!