Ge Yu had never tried to save so many resentful spirits. After all, he felt exhausted and his body was filled with cold sweat.
The more resentful the resentful spirit, the more it consumes its own spiritual power. The old and young family died unjustly, so the resentment is naturally not ordinary. Moreover, Ge Yu had dealt with the spirit-forming corpse before, and also consumed a lot of spiritual power.
At this moment, Ge Yu wanted to sit on the ground, not go anywhere, and have a good rest.
But there are still many things that have not been finished at this moment, and Ge Yu cannot rest.
After rescuing the resentful spirits, Ge Yu put away the spirit gathering tower again, and the ghosts also drilled into the spirit gathering tower one after another.
From beginning to end, Chen Zeshan stood there stupidly, watching Ge Yu speak to the air.
An ordinary person like Chen Zeshan cannot see these ghosts, but she knows the existence of these ghosts and almost killed her just now. Until now, there are still ten clear finger marks on her white and tender neck.
At this time, Chen Zeshan was not much better. After being possessed by a ghost, her soul broke out and was pulled back by Ge Yu. The soul was still unstable, with a heavy head and light feet, and dizzy head. It would be nice to be able to stand here.
This time, both of them were very troubled.
Seeing that Ge Yu had finished packing, Chen Zeshan said in a panic: "Brother Yu, were you talking to those ghosts just now?"
Ge Yu nodded and said with a serious expression: "The one who buried here is a family. I originally thought there were only five or six corpses, but who knew there were more than twenty, so they should be buried nearby. All the things here have been handled properly. There will be no more workers who are injured for no reason in the future. We can start work tomorrow."
After pausing, Ge Yu seemed to remember something again, and then said: "Let the workers dig out all the coffins and bury them deep in the southeast direction, so that they can be foolproof."
Chen Zeshan nodded, and when he saw Ge Yu, who was usually calm and gentle, he suddenly became a little depressed. He couldn't help but feel sad and said, "Brother Yu, thank you. If you hadn't come to help, our Chen family really didn't know what to do."
"It's okay, we are friends, and these are what I should do." Ge Yu smiled weakly at Chen Zeshan.
At this moment, Chen Zeshan suddenly thought of something and asked curiously: "Brother Yu, why did these people die in their entire family? It feels so miserable."
Ge Yu patiently explained to Chen Zeshan the incident of the death of the old and young family due to literary inquisition. After hearing this, Chen Zeshan's pretty face was filled with an incredible look and said with a sigh: "It's so miserable. Just because of a poem, the whole family was buried with him. The emperor at that time was so cruel."
"Let's go, I'm a little tired, let's go home." Ge Yu said, and walked forward. Because he had saved so many resentful spirits in one go, Ge Yu staggered a little while walking. The two supported each other and walked slowly towards the place where Chen Zeshan parked.
Because both of them were not in good health, Chen Zeshan called the family and asked a servant from the family to come and drive them back.
On the way, Ge Yu instructed Chen Zeshan to give more money to those who helped dig graves, seal their mouths, and not spread what they saw tonight, so as not to cause unnecessary panic.
Chen Zeshan also knew that this incident was extraordinary. She had never encountered such a strange and bizarre thing in her life. If this matter spreads, the rest of the workers would definitely not do it here.
What worries Chen Zeshan the most is that the Chen family built a residential community here. If they knew that the house was haunted, no one would buy it even if the house was built. That would be the most tragic thing. The Chen family would definitely spare no effort to do this and seal the mouths of the workers.
The car first sent Chen Zeshan to their villa. When he got off the car, Ge Yu took out a few pills he had made on his body and handed them to Chen Zeshan, telling her not to go to class these two days, and to rest at home for a few days, and take one pill of his pill every day. After three days, her body will almost recover.
Chen Zeshan insisted on keeping Ge Yu at their house for one night, but Ge Yu refused because he had an important thing to do when he returned, so he wanted to find a way to refine the things extracted from the body of the corpse into a corpse pill. He had to think carefully about how to make medicine just now.
I also have to spend too much money on the resentment of those resentful spirits, so I have to go back and adjust it carefully.
After saying goodbye to Chen Zeshan, Ge Yu was led by the driver and drove towards the direction of Gulan Community.
On the road, Ge Yu closed his eyes and practiced for a while. His breath had been running for less than two days. The driver's car stopped and said respectfully to Ge Yu.
After opening his eyes, Ge Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth. He felt much more comfortable, so he got out of the car and walked towards the Gulan community.
The car carrying Ge Yu had just left, and before Ge Yu could enter the community, the blue veins on his temples jumped violently, and suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis covering him, making Ge Yu's hair stand up.
The sixth sense of practitioners is very powerful, much stronger than ordinary people, and they can often predict the coming of danger in advance.
When the huge sense of crisis just enveloped Ge Yu, he jumped away to one side without thinking.
As soon as he dodged, a small sound came from his ears. A piece of gravel flew out where Ge Yu was standing.
It's a gun!
And it is a gun with a muffler installed.
After Ge Yu avoided it, he hid behind a landscape stone next to the community, his heart pounding.
Someone was actually plotting against him with a gun. If he hadn't reacted faster just now, the shot would have been dead long ago.
As the saying goes, no matter how high the cultivation level is, if you knock it down with one shot, no matter how powerful the practitioner is, as long as he is not prepared, this bullet will definitely kill him.
Who is using a gun to deal with himself?
After Ge Yu hid, his heart was still beating wildly, and he wanted to secretly show his head and check it out, but he didn't know that as soon as he showed up, the huge sense of crisis enveloped his whole body again. He hurriedly retreated and then another bullet hit him, landing on the hiding stone, and the stone chips were flying.
Chapter completed!