Just as arrogant as they were earlier, now they’re just as polite.
Seeing Mo Lin seemed like he hadn’t poured water.
Zhuang Ruo swiftly and quickly poured a glass of water for Mo Lin.
Wang Bing on the side exclaimed, "Old Six."
This old guy, his flattery skills are also top-notch.
Though he complained inwardly, Wang Bing was more surprised.
Surprised at Zhuang Ruo’s attitude towards Mo Lin.
"Do you want to join us for a meal?" Mo Lin asked Zhuang Ruo.
Zhuang Ruo waved his hand to refuse.
Wang Bing on the side didn’t sit down to eat. If he did, it really wouldn’t be appropriate.
No matter from what angle it is considered, it’s not suitable.
"Mo, you go ahead and eat, I won’t disturb you." Zhuang Ruo said politely to Mo Lin and then left.
"Mo, do you know Zhuang Ruo?"
"Know him, and quite familiar too." Mo Lin not only knew Zhuang Ruo but had also saved his life.
As time passed, Mo Lin gradually got to know more people.
Just then, Lin Xi suddenly stopped her actions while eating, looking a bit anxious, she said to Mo Lin while holding her phone.
"Something happened."
Mo Lin saw the chat messages from the Ghost-Controlling Society group.
Zhao Fei: "Help.. I’m surrounded by ghosts at Wanlin Mountain... all the Ghost-Controlling Masters in my team are dead."
Yun Lin: "What’s going on? Weren’t you on an ordinary ghost-hunting mission?"
Zhao Fei: "Wanlin Mountain is too eerie, there are several vicious ghosts here, I can’t handle it, quickly send reinforcements."
Yun Lin: "Hold on, I’m heading over right now."
Mo Lin is very familiar with the place Wanlin Mountain.
When he came back from the Underworld, his entry point was at Wanlin Mountain.
"Should we go?" Lin Xi asked Mo Lin.
"Go, of course, we go."
How could Mo Lin miss out on ghost hunting?
Without any hesitation, Mo Lin and Lin Xi set off towards Wanlin Mountain.
They were very close to Wanlin Mountain, it took only about twenty minutes by car.
Arriving at the foot of Wanlin Mountain.
At this time, the entrance to the mountain was sealed.
People in black uniforms were guarding there.
Mo Lin gazed towards Wanlin Mountain.
A pitch-black ghostly aura formed a black fog in the air.
This indicates that there are many ghosts in the mountains.
A lady with a ponytail was maintaining order, wearing a black suit.
Mo Lin recognized her; he had met her on a previous ghost-hunting mission.
Seeing Lin Xi arrive, Tang Fang greeted her, "Lin Xi, you’re here."
"Tang, how are things inside now?" Lin Xi asked Tang Fang.
"Things are very bad, over a dozen Ghost-Controlling Masters have died." Tang Fang replied with a furrowed brow.
Then she looked at Mo Lin’s face and greeted him, "You’re here too."
"Yes." Mo Lin nodded.
Then Ghost-Controlling Masters began arriving one after another.
A helicopter slowly descended in the sky.
The strong wind swirled in the air, the roar of the engine deafening.
Yun Lin appeared before everyone wearing a white jacket and holding an umbrella.
Indeed, every time she appears, it’s always so high-profile.
The people around her gathered towards Yun Lin.
The moment Yun Lin appeared, she became the focal point of the scene.
The surrounding Ghost-Controlling Masters vaguely took her as their leader.
"Tang, is everyone here?" Yun Lin asked Tang Fang.
"Everyone who can be mobilized has come, there are thirty-two Ghost-Controlling Masters." Tang Fang replied calmly.
Thirty-two Ghost-Controlling Masters, that’s quite a sizeable group.
Only the Ghost-Controlling Society in Yun Chuan could gather such a formidable force so quickly.
"Should we go in?" Tang Fang asked cautiously.
"Let’s go in." Yun Lin nodded and led everyone into Wanlin Mountain.
After walking about less than a hundred meters into Wanlin Mountain, they saw a Ghost-Controlling Master’s corpse.
The Ghost-Controlling Master’s chest had a hole dug out, the blood on the ground had just coagulated.
It looked like they hadn’t been dead for long.
Lin Xi’s heart tightened, she slowly drew out her Ghost Artifact for protection.
There’s only one life, caution is necessary.
Mo Lin didn’t plan to follow Yun Lin’s group.
He planned to venture deeper into the Wanlin Mountain Area alone to see the situation.
"You go ahead inside, I’ll go check the east side." Mo Lin said slowly to Lin Xi.
"Okay." Lin Xi nodded in agreement.
So Mo Lin took the trail and left.
Yun Lin and the others weren’t concerned about Mo Lin’s actions.
After all, Mo Lin wasn’t really a key figure.
Mo Lin followed the trail as he walked forward.
In less than two minutes.
He spotted a Ghost Shadow.
A ghost drifted aimlessly in the air.
Its movements were very stiff.
Of course... only Mo Lin noticed how stiff the ghost’s movements were.
This was an ordinary-level ghost.
The ghost quickly noticed Mo Lin, bared its fangs, and rushed towards him.
It felt like it was executing some command, its movements, and attack methods were very stiff.
When Mo Lin said stiff, he didn’t mean the body’s stiffness.
These ghosts’ actions looked stiff.
Mo Lin swung a crystal blue longsword, slashing towards the ghost.
The ghost didn’t even dodge, charging straight towards him, and was directly sliced in half.
Through this brief contact, Mo Lin realized that these ghosts were being kept.
Rather than kept, it’s better to say they’re being controlled.
Someone deliberately put these ghosts here.
As for their purpose, that’s still unclear.
These ghosts have no value for capture.
Mo Lin continued to walk forward.
The further he went, the denser the ghostly aura.
Mo Lin saw over a dozen ghosts gathered together, their mouths covered in bloodstains.
On the ground lay a broken corpse.
The corpse had been gnawed at, exposing white bones, the body was badly damaged.
Seeing this scene was quite disgusting.
The person behind this probably deliberately placed these ghosts here, raising ghosts in this manner.
The dozen or so ghosts simultaneously raised their heads, their glowing green eyes shining, as if seeing something delicious, they charged towards Mo Lin.
These were all ordinary-level ghosts, posing no threat to Mo Lin.
As a Yin Department member, Mo Lin had the capability to subjugate ghosts.
Mo Lin’s Scattering Soul Ghost-Catching Technique was highly skilled.
Dealing with these low-level ghosts was very easy.
With the Yin Artifact, dealing with these low-level ghosts was a one-hit kill.
Mo Lin rushed into the group of ghosts, swinging his longsword, slaying the low-level ghosts.
The ghosts resembled walking corpses, dying without even a scream.
Mo Lin continued along the mountain path upwards.
When he reached halfway up the mountain, everything changed.
The surrounding trees had some strange patterns.
The ground also had red patterns.
These strange patterns were gathering the ghostly aura in one place.
Though Mo Lin couldn’t understand the patterns.
He knew what they were for.
It was for raising ghosts.
It must be for raising a powerful ghost.
A big ghost, though the level was unclear.
A sudden thought struck Mo Lin’s mind.
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Of course, provided that the ghost being raised was strong enough.
Mo Lin’s trip seemed right.
Since Mo Lin stepped midway up the mountain, the atmosphere changed.
The heavy ghostly aura was palpable.