After a brief conversation with Zhonghai, Mo Lin left.

Everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion.

As for Li Xue, Mo Lin had arranged for him to investigate the whereabouts of Zishang Qingrou.

Zishang Qingrou, Yin Messenger.

After Mo Lin came to the mortal world, King Yan urged him to help find her.

It had been several months, and Mo Lin hadn't received any news at all.

When Mo Lin returned home, he found the ghost, Bing Yu, standing dazed at the door.

Ever since she became a Deadly Level ghost, Mo Lin had stopped interfering, giving Bing Yu maximum freedom.

Mo Lin didn't pay much attention to Bing Yu either and lay down to rest.

In a desolate courtyard in Beihai.

A young man dressed in black was holding a bell, shaking it with his right hand, muttering something under his breath.

In front of him lay a coffin; it was unknown who rested inside.

The man in black held a red string in his right hand, one end tied to the corpse inside the coffin, the other end tied to a small straw effigy.

"Corpse Control... Ghost Control... using the corpse to manipulate the soul," the black-clothed man murmured.

Yun Chuan...

"Wuwuwu... why... I'm already dead... why won't you let me go... wuwuwu..."

Bing Yu squatted in the corner, covering her face and crying.

Suddenly, she stood up abruptly, her pupils blood-red.

Her body uncontrollably moved towards Mo Lin, entering his room.

Mo Lin was asleep at this time.

He was completely unguarded against his own ghost.

Mo Lin suddenly opened his eyes to find Bing Yu's hand clutching his neck.

Mo Lin was stunned!

With a bewildered face...

Feeling the suffocation, Mo Lin took out a Thunder Talisman.

The Power of Thunder surged, forcibly shaking Bing Yu off.

Perhaps the power affected her, Bing Yu regained some sense.

"I'm sorry... Lord Mo... I can't control myself," Bing Yu cried out to Mo Lin.

As her words fell, Bing Yu rushed towards Mo Lin again, her palm aimed fiercely at Mo Lin's chest.

Mo Lin dodged Bing Yu's attack.

The next moment, Mo Lin's bed was torn apart, the shredded cotton floating.

This was a Deadly Level ghost.

If Mo Lin were at his full strength, he certainly wouldn't be afraid.

But now Mo Lin was a bit weakened...

This was too abnormal.

Why would Bing Yu suddenly attack him?

"Boom!"

Mo Lin used the Thunder Talisman once more to block Bing Yu's attack.

While fending off Bing Yu's assault, Mo Lin observed the situation.

Bing Yu was Mo Lin's ghost.

It had taken him over two hundred thousand Netherworld Currency to nurture her.

He couldn't destroy his own ghost, could he?

If Bing Yu got hurt, it would probably cost a lot of Netherworld Currency to help her recover.

"Sir... I'm sorry..." Bing Yu apologized.

She simply couldn't control her body.

Now she felt like a puppet on strings, being controlled.

Perhaps sensing she couldn't kill Mo Lin, Bing Yu turned and ran away.

Two hundred thousand Netherworld Currency, and she'd just run?

Can this be allowed?

Of course not!

If someone wanted to take Mo Lin's ghost, it was absolutely not possible!

Mo Lin took out the Ghost Suppression Book and tossed it out.

The next instant, Bing Yu's body disappeared and was trapped inside the Ghost Suppression Book.

At the same time.

Beihai.

The straw effigy being manipulated by the man in black suddenly exploded, and the red string snapped.

"Master... looks like I'll have to find another opportunity next time."

"Anyway, with her corpse here, it's not hard to find a chance to control her," murmured the man in black.

Mo Lin, realizing something at the same time.

Today's incident must have been the work of some expert.

Bing Yu became normal once trapped in the Ghost Suppression Technique, regaining her senses.

"What happened?" Mo Lin asked Bing Yu.

"It's those people... I'm dead, and they still won't leave me alone!" Bing Yu was very emotional.

"Who?"

"The ones who killed my family, cultivating ghosts, killed my family, I was lucky to survive with my father's help," Bing Yu answered again.

What she said reminded Mo Lin of a little story Li Yuemei told him last time.

It was about someone raising ghosts killing many people from a certain family.

When Bing Yu heard this little story, her eyes bled.

Thinking back now, Bing Yu was the victim.

"Corpse Control Soul?" Mo Lin considered.

The other party must have found Bing Yu's corpse, using it to control her.

This matter must be resolved!

Mo Lin had spent over two hundred thousand Netherworld Currency on Bing Yu, hoping she'd serve as his battle power.

He couldn't let Bing Yu remain in the Ghost Suppression Book forever, right?

Also... he could help Bing Yu take revenge by the way.

After all, Bing Yu was Mo Lin's ghost.

To pretend he knew nothing would be too cold-hearted.

While Mo Lin didn't like meddling, if it involved him, he had to solve it.

"Who are they? Where are they?" Mo Lin asked Bing Yu.

"I don't know their names... I know they're in Beihai, as long as I go to Beihai I can definitely recognize them," Bing Yu told Mo Lin again.

"Coincidentally... I'm planning to go to Beihai."

So, let's make a trip to Beihai to solve this trouble.

...

The dazzling golden light lay flat on the ground, Lin Xi wearing a short skirt and a large sun hat.

Feng Mingyu was wearing a thin gauze dress, standing next to Lin Xi.

Yun Lin was still holding an umbrella, following by their side.

Perhaps due to the heat, these few were dressed lightly.

These three drew attention; the other dozen or so were ordinary, mere passersby.

These people were heading to Beihai for support.

Lin Xi was today's team leader.

Mo Lin was also dressed simply, in casual clothes, following beside Lin Xi.

They were to take the high-speed train to Beihai, a journey of over two hours.

They reached Beihai smoothly along the way.

No accidents along the way.

Lin Xi hailed a taxi, heading directly to the Beihai Ghost-Controlling Society headquarters.

Mo Lin, Lin Xi, Feng Mingyu, Yun Lin all shared a car.

The others took several other taxis.

The taxi drove for about ten minutes.

"Something's not right!" Mo Lin first voiced doubt.

Lin Xi and the others became tense immediately.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xi asked in confusion.

"Mo Lin, did you sense a ghost?" Feng Mingyu turned her eyes to the driver.

If there was a ghost, then there must be something wrong with this driver.

"This isn't the way to the Ghost-Controlling Society headquarters," Mo Lin added.

Hearing from Zhonghai a few days ago, many Ghost-Controlling Masters died in Beihai, so Mo Lin was cautious.

"Have you been here before? How do you know this isn't the way to the headquarters?" Feng Mingyu asked in confusion.

Just as she finished speaking, seeing the scenery outside the window, she retracted her words.

This was indeed not the way to the headquarters of the Ghost-Controlling Society.

The headquarters was in the city center.

Was there a small road to the city center?

Was there such a dirt road? And no skyscrapers around at all.

"Stop..." Feng Mingyu shouted at the driver.

The driver ignored her, even sped up the car.

"I told you to stop, don't you understand?" Feng Mingyu snorted coldly, summoning her Contract Ghost.

She was prepared to forcibly stop the car.

"Bang!"

A sound of explosion rang out.

Blood splattered inside the taxi.

The taxi driver had just self-destructed.

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