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Ding-dong-

London, hotel.

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

Lin Jiuying smiled embarrassedly with the occupants in the elevator, and gently shook the soul bell in her hand to guide the Yin corpse closer to the corner.

He breathed a sigh of relief a few minutes later as the last guest in the elevator exited.

With the shadow corpse came to the floor where he lived.

"Master, why are you here?"

When he opened the elevator, he saw his apprentice Ahao carrying a large bag of luggage and talking to him.

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

"It's not to avoid unnecessary panic in the hotel caused by the shadow corpse."

Unlike the previous auction, at that time, it was thought that everything was almost over and returned to Hong Kong Island, and even if it caused some riots, it was mostly irrelevant.

But now, since he was staying in London for one night, Lin Jiuying naturally had to be careful, lest the true situation of Yin's corpse be exposed and he would be driven out by the hotel.

The two masters and apprentices, who are not familiar with the place of life in London, are really living on the streets and can't find the way to Hong Kong Island.

"Master Lin."

At the elevator entrance, it was just between the two of them talking.

The closed elevator door opened again, and Assen walked out apologetically.

"Tonight, I am wronged that the two of you will continue to stay in London for one night. I will contact the elders on Hong Kong Island later, and arrange the transportation of my ancestors as soon as possible."

"The question of how to bring the corpse back to Hong Kong Island will be left to your Tang clan to deal with."

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

"Tonight, the most important thing is who will take care of this shadow corpse."

"..."

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

He raised his head and looked at the corpse in front of him, even though he knew that this was the ancestor of their Deng clan, but he still felt a little intimidating in his heart, and quickly opened his mouth to make an excuse: "Well, Master Lin, I have a lot of things to do next. I have to be busy, especially the airline problem, I can’t do it without my hands, so it is very likely that I will return to the hotel very late, and I have no time to see my ancestors…”

The excuse given by Asen was well-founded, even Lin Jiuying couldn't help nodding his approval.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned to Ah Hao, who was gloating on the side.

Originally, after hearing the master's words, Ah Hao took it for granted that this kind of thing should be done by the descendants of the Deng clan, Asen.

However, looking at the eyes cast by the master.

The expression on Ah Hao's face collapsed, and he pointed to himself in sorrow and said, "Master, shouldn't it be..."

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

"not me……"

His eyes swept across the master in front of him, and after Asen's apologetic face finally landed on the motionless Yin corpse, Ah Hao accepted this fact and sighed: "I see, master, I will take care of it. "

"Master, didn't you worry about it before, I can't control it, why is it now?"

Thinking of the conversation at the airport just now, Ah Hao spoke with the hope of one in ten thousand.

"I believe in you for the teacher, and besides, with your little practice, if you want to do something to the shadow corpse, you can't do it overnight."

Hearing the master's merciless blow, Ah Hao suddenly showed a look of hopelessness, took the soul bell dejectedly, and walked towards his room with the corpse.

"Master Lin, will this work?"

Seeing the back of his ancestor following Ah Hao, Ah Sen said a little unbearably.

"Relax, I understand my apprentice, he is not so easily hit."

Shaking his head, Lin Jiuying said clearly.

...

boom--

"I see, I see you, you have nowhere to hide, because the world is ruled by the great BonDie, and everything is invisible in his eyes..."

London, inside an unknown church.

Voodoo magician Narcissus danced wildly around the sacrificial flames, and the flames in the brazier flickered with his movements.

"I found it, sacrifice!"

At this moment, Narcissus stopped his dance, his eyes widened under the cloak, and he muttered in his mouth.

...

jingle!

"You're so stupid."

Shaking the soul bell in his hand, he walked into the room.

Ah Hao turned his head and glanced behind him, but found that Yin Shi was blocked by his arm and could not turn around.

Shaking his head, he let out a helpless sigh, and hurried up to grab Yin Shi's arm and straighten his direction.

Ringing the bell again, the shadow corpse stuck at the door was called into the house.

Ah Hao looked at the cold dead face of Yin Shi in front of him, and the frustrated expression on his face became a bit more obvious.

"Why, it's me who is unlucky."

When I thought about it, I finally came to London, but I had to stay in my room and be alone with a corpse.

Looking up at the murky dead man's eyes met with Yin's eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even Ah Hao, who had already prepared in his heart, couldn't help but feel a bit of a penetrating feeling.

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

Unconsciously shivered, Ah Hao quickly picked up the Soul Soul Bell in his hand and turned around to control the Yin Corpse.

Looking at the shadow of the shadow corpse turning over, the feeling of infiltration is less.

However, walking to the window of the hotel and looking at the gorgeous scene of bright lights and traffic outside, Ah Hao looked back at the corpse in the room, and a sense of a huge gap suddenly emerged.

At this time, in the swimming pool of the hotel below, several blond tourists appeared there.

Seeing this scene, Ah Hao's originally surging thoughts suddenly couldn't hold back.

"You are someone else's ancestor, not mine. Why do I treat you as an ancestor?"

While muttering in his mouth, he made an excuse for himself.

Ahao shook the soul-suppressing bell, and directly brought the ancestors of the Deng clan into the bathroom.

"Just stay here obediently for me."

Confessing to the motionless Yin Corpse in the bathroom, Ah Hao glanced down at the Soul Rescue Bell in his hand, and placed him on the bedside of the room.

Then, he quickly walked out of the room.

Bang!

In the hotel room, as Ah Hao left, the lights that were originally on went out.

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

...

Ding dong!

"Here I am, London!"

In front of the elevator, Ah Hao looked at the open elevator door and rushed in impatiently.

And the next second the elevator he was in closed.

The elevator of the hotel next door suddenly opened, and a stiff white man appeared inside.