Dingdong—

London, hotel.

The Deng clan ancestors who disguised as tourists took the elevator.

Lin Jiuying smiled with the residents in the elevator with an awkward look on her face, gently shook the soul-suppressing bell in her hand and guided the Yinzi to get closer to the corner.

A few minutes later, he breathed a sigh of relief as the last guest in the elevator went out.

He brought Yin Zi to the floor where he lived.

"Master, why did you come?"

When I opened the elevator, I saw my apprentice Ahao carrying a large bag of luggage and saying to him.

"I've been waiting for a long time."

"It's not to avoid the corpse causing unnecessary panic in the hotel."

Unlike the previous auction, at that time, I thought everything was about to end and return to Hong Kong Island. Even if some riots were caused, it was mostly irrelevant.

However, now that I have to stay in London for one night, Lin Jiuying naturally has to be careful not to expose the true situation of Yin Zi and be found out by the hotel and kicked out.

The master and apprentice are not familiar with the place in London, but they really live on the streets and can’t find the way to Hong Kong Island.

"Master Lin."

The elevator entrance was just in the middle of the conversation between the two.

The closed elevator door opened again, and Asen walked out with apologetic look on his face.

"I'm sorry to you two to stay in London for one night tonight. I'll contact the clan elders of Hong Kong Island to arrange the matter of transporting back to our ancestors as soon as possible."

"The issue of how to bring the Yin corpse back to Hong Kong Island is left to your Deng clan to deal with it."

Hearing Asen's explanation, Lin Jiuying nodded and his eyes fell on the body of the Deng clan's ancestors who were motionless in front of him.

"Tonight, the most important thing is, who will take care of this shaded corpse?"

“…”

Lin Jiuying's words instantly made the expression on Asen's face in front of him frozen.

He looked up at the body in front of him. Even though he knew that this was the ancestor of their Deng clan, he still felt a little cunning in his heart. He quickly spoke up and said, "Well, Master Lin, I still have a lot of things to be busy with next, especially the airline problem, which cannot be separated from hands, so it is very likely that I will go back to the hotel very late and have no time to see my ancestors..."

The excuse given by Asen is reasonable and well-founded, even Lin Jiuying couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned and fell on Ahao who was gloating.

Originally, when he heard the master's words, Ah Hao naturally believed that such things should be done by descendants of Asen, a descendant of the Deng clan.

However, looking at the look that the master cast.

The expression on Ah Hao's face collapsed, and he pointed at himself in a mournful way, "Master, shouldn't it..."

"Otherwise, do you think that person is my teacher?"

"No, I..."

His eyes swept over the master in front of him, and after Asen's apologetic face finally fell on the motionless Yin corpse. Only then did Ah Hao accept this fact and sighed: "I understand, Master, I will take good care of it."

"Master, weren't you worried before? I couldn't control it? Why are you?"

Thinking of the conversation just now at the airport, Ah Hao spoke with one-tenth of hope.

"I believe in you, and with your knowledge of Taoism, it is not possible to do something to Yinzi in one night."

Hearing the master's merciless blow, Ah Hao suddenly showed a look of losing hope. He took the Soul-Shengling Ling dejectedly and walked towards his room with Yin Zi.

"Master Lin, will this not happen?"

Looking at the back of his ancestors following Ah Hao, Ah Sen said a little unbearable.

"Don't worry, I know my apprentice, he is not so easy to be hit."

Shaking his head, Lin Jiuying said with a clear look on his chest.

...

boom--

"I saw, I saw you, you have nowhere to hide, because the world is ruled by the great BonDie, and nothing is hidden in His eyes..."

London, in an unknown church.

The voodoo warrior Nassis danced wildly around the flames of the sacrifice, and the flames in the brazier flashed lightly and darkly with his movements.

"Finally found, sacrifice!"

And at this moment, Narcis stopped his dance, his eyes widened under his cloak, and murmured in his mouth.

...

jingle!

"You're so stupid."

Shake the soul-suppressing bell in your hand and walk into the room.

Ah Hao turned his head and looked behind him, but found that Yin Si was blocking his way by his arm and could not bend.

He shook his head, sighed helplessly, and hurriedly went up to grab Yinzi's arm and turned it in a straight direction.

The bell was ringed again and the Yinzi who was stuck at the door was summoned into the house.

Ah Hao looked at the cold dead face of Yin Zi in front of him, and the frustration expression on his face became even more obvious.

"Why, it's me that's unlucky."

When I thought that I finally came to London, I had to stay in the room and be alone with a body.

His eyes raised and Yin met the turbid and silent dead eyes. Even Ah Hao, who had already prepared in his heart, could not help but feel a little bit cunning.

"Turn around, don't look at me."

Unconsciously shivered, Ah Hao quickly picked up the soul-suppressing bell in his hand, controlled the Yinzi and turned around.

Looking at the back of Yin Zi turning around, the feeling of invisibility was less.

However, when he walked to the hotel window and looked at the gorgeous scene of traffic and brightly lit outside, Ah Hao looked back at the shade corpse in the room, and a huge sense of gap suddenly emerged.

At this moment, in the swimming pool of the hotel below, several blonde and blue-eyed tourists appeared there.

Seeing this scene, Ah Hao's already surging thoughts suddenly became a little uncontrollable.

"You are the ancestor of others, not my ancestor. Why do I treat you as my ancestor?"

He murmured in his mouth to find an excuse for himself.

Ah Hao shook the soul-squeezing bell and directly brought the ancestors of the Deng clan into the bathroom.

"Just stay here with me."

He explained to the motionless Yinzi in the bathroom. Ah Hao looked down at the soul-suppressing bell in his hand and placed him at the head of the bed in the room.

Then, I couldn't wait to walk out of the room.

Bang!

In the hotel room, as Ah Hao left, the originally lit light went out.

In the bathroom, Yin Shi stood upright in front of the bathtub, without any reaction.

...

Dingdong!

"I'm here, London!"

In front of the elevator, Ah Hao looked at the open elevator door and rushed in with an impatient look on his face.

And just the next second when the elevator he was closed.

The elevator in the hotel next door suddenly opened and a stiff white man appeared inside.
Chapter completed!