Able to accumulate so many followers,

it proves that this temple has existed here for a long time.

This is spiritual control.

Those who become followers will only regain their consciousness if the deity they worship dies.

Otherwise, they would remain followers for life.

Mo Lin, Fu Shuang, and others kept their heads down, trying to avoid the gaze of the Joyful Buddha Statue.

Mo Lin noticed something: there are many statues here, but they are all Joyful Buddha Statues.

This reminded Mo Lin of the message Ji Xu had sent him before.

The ghosts from the Ghost Realm want to invite a deity to the human world.

This deity should be the Joyful Buddha.

To avoid standing out in the crowd, Mo Lin and others followed the flow of people moving forward.

The closer they got to the main hall, the more they could feel the dense Ghost Qi inside.

"Should we make a move?" Fu Shuang slightly raised her right hand, starting to condense her Daoist Skill.

"No, don't."

Gan Jianhua thought they didn't yet understand what's happening here, and acting rashly might not only fail to rescue Jiang Yun but also alert the enemy.

If it were just capturing ghosts, they could act immediately.

But their purpose here is to rescue someone.

There's only one chance to save a person, so they can't act rashly.

Gan Jianhua is quite competent as a captain, considering everything thoroughly.

Hearing Gan Jianhua's words, Fu Shuang immediately withdrew her hand.

"Leave with the crowd," Gan Jianhua suggested.

So everyone followed the crowd and left.

Outside the temple,

everything was so peaceful.

You couldn't tell any strangeness about the temple.

"What's going on?"

Gan Jianhua shouted angrily upon leaving the temple, "This temple has clearly existed for a long time, at least several years. Why hasn't the local Ghost-Controlling Society noticed?"

Every area has a Ghost-Controlling Society.

These societies generally capture ghosts, but they also have an important role in protecting local peace.

Under normal circumstances, if they encounter a particular danger or uncover something strange, they would immediately report it upward.

The Ghost-Controlling Society should have discovered such a strange event.

Yet the local Ghost-Controlling Society didn't report this situation.

This is very odd.

"Aren't there Celestial Sect people here? Why are they indifferent too?" Fu Shuang chimed in from the side.

That's also why they chose to leave the temple.

Rescuing someone... isn't about fighting.

If they made a scene inside the temple, how could they rescue anyone?

Not to mention that the ghosts might threaten them using Jiang Yun, what if they took Jiang Yun away?

Finding Jiang Yun again would be difficult.

"You two, stay here and watch the temple," Gan Jianhua assigned Fang Chang and two others to stay and monitor the situation.

"Mo Lin, go to the Ghost-Controlling Society and find out what's happening."

"I'll go with Fu Shuang to find the Celestial Sect disciples stationed here."

Mo Lin nodded, "Alright."

Then everyone began their tasks.

Gan Jianhua took Fu Shuang to find the Celestial Sect disciples.

Mo Lin went to the Ghost-Controlling Society.

The Ghost-Controlling Society and the Celestial Sect disciples should know most about this temple.

After finding out the location of the Ghost-Controlling Society, Mo Lin went there alone.

For unknown reasons, the Ghost-Controlling Society in Junyan City has moved from the city center to the suburbs.

The place is extremely remote.

This area is truly deserted.

Even taxi drivers won't come to this place.

Mo Lin had no choice but to find a bicycle and ride it along the map.

As he went, it got more and more quiet.

There was almost no sign of human presence on the road.

This road hasn't been traveled for who knows how long, and the surrounding wild grass grows taller than a person, stretching endlessly.

Mo Lin pressed on with determination.

Finally, he saw a building.

There was also a road sign in front.

"Ghost-Controlling Society" was written in large characters on the sign.

Coming here, Mo Lin realized something was wrong.

Either this wasn't the Ghost-Controlling Society,

or everyone in the Ghost-Controlling Society was dead.

These are the only two possibilities.

There's hardly any sign of human presence along the way.

And the road doesn't even show signs of being walked on, meaning no one has been down here for a long time.

There's no living person here...

Mo Lin slowly approached the gate of the Ghost-Controlling Society.

The concrete ground was filled with cracks.

Moss grew deep in the cracks.

All signs pointed to one thing.

There's no one here.

The so-called Ghost-Controlling Society is merely a facade.

The only thing Mo Lin was somewhat curious about was who was so powerful.

To make the Ghost-Controlling Society disappear without being detected.

It's important to know that the Ghost-Controlling Society must communicate with their superiors every month.

How did Junyan City's Ghost-Controlling Society avoid the monthly communication with their superiors?

Mo Lin slowly pushed open the rust-covered iron gate.

This gate wasn't locked; it opened easily.

It was a yard of roughly over 500 meters.

The ground was covered in weeds.

The moss-covered left gate.

And looking closely, amidst the moss was actually a corpse.

Mo Lin looked again towards the ground and discovered it was littered with bodies.

Vegetation and wildflowers grew on these corpses.

These people were all dead.

Numerous Ghost-Controlling Masters in the Ghost-Controlling Society were dead.

That's why there were no signs of life around here.

"Whoosh!"

A flying sword directly charged at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin dodged to the right, avoiding the sword's attack.

The next moment, the flying sword drew an arc in the air, then floated.

Mo Lin looked up and saw a man in a white coat.

This man's face was deathly pale, devoid of any aura.

His cheeks were wood-colored, and a red, dazzling flower bloomed at the corner of his left eye.

Many parts of his body were woodified, taking on a black-yellow wood color.

Almost like tree roots.

Seeing Mo Lin appear, the white-coated man's right eye shed a tear.

"Finally... someone came..."

After a year and a half, he finally awaited someone to come by.

Finally, someone discovered the anomaly with Junyan City's Ghost-Controlling Society.

"Golden Sword Sect, fifty-second generation successor, Lei Fei."

"Please grant me death."

Lei Fei had suffered through a year and a half and only wished to die peacefully.

Seeing him like this, Mo Lin roughly understood the situation.

He must be controlled by something, unable to report the situation here to his superiors.

"Don't rush; I'll come to save you now," Mo Lin said, approaching Lei Fei.

"I can't survive; please let me die swiftly." Lei Fei only wanted to die.

He didn't want to endure the feelings of being controlled by ghosts anymore.

Mo Lin sighed helplessly.

He could only fulfill Lei Fei's wish.

Mo Lin prepared to ask about the ghosts.

Suddenly, an unforeseen event occurred.

Lei Fei's expression gradually twisted, and the original look in his eyes faded away, replaced by white fog.

"Ah..."

Lei Fei let out a roar.

Completely losing control, he raised his right hand, and four long swords pierced toward Mo Lin.

Mo Lin raised his hand, the Netherworld's Nether Fire surged out, forming a wall of fire in front of him, blocking the sword's attack.

Seeing Lei Fei once again being controlled, Mo Lin shook his head slightly.

It was clear that it would be impossible to get any useful information from Lei Fei's mouth.

In the distance, from the corner, a barefoot girl about a meter tall slowly walked out.

This girl had disheveled white hair.

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