After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Chapter 6 Failed to Escape
The team of ghost cultivators moved very fast. After exiting the black market, they entered a dark forest.

At night, gray mist floats among the mottled tree shadows, and the surroundings are so quiet that there is no sound of wind.

A group of people walked into a mansion, and Ling Miao noticed that the entrance to the main mansion was so large that even the dark red sedan could easily pass through.

There is an altar placed in the center of the huge space in the house.

There were densely packed red threads around the altar, and many red threads even passed between the pillars and beams. The scene was quite strange.

The group of ghost cultivators placed the red sedan and the small sedan chair she was riding aside. Most of them walked out of the house and closed the door. Only the five highest-level ghost cultivators were left in the house.

Ling Miao looked around and saw that there was no movement in the red sedan, thinking that the people inside might be fainting.

The five ghost cultivators who stayed in the house ignored her and went straight around the altar. They quickly changed their gestures and muttered words. It was obvious that no one took the little beggar on the sedan chair seriously.

Ling Miao quietly climbed down from the sedan chair and slipped into the red sedan. There were two women sitting in the sedan, both dressed in red. One had a scarf on her head, and the other seemed to be a maid, with heavy makeup and even her eyes. Not found.

Whether it was because the sedan was small or because she was nervous, Ling Miao felt that the two women looked so tall.

But now was not the time to be confused. There was no time to think too much. She stepped forward and grabbed their hands with one hand, and with the other hand she tore into pieces the elementary teleportation talisman that had been hidden for a long time.

Teleporting with two people would definitely reduce the effect, but she couldn't leave them here and run away by herself. She could only take one step at a time.

The moment the talisman was torn into pieces, Ling Miao felt like he was flying into the air for a moment, a shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the wind whistled by his ears.

She did teleport, and the range did shrink.

Ling Miao pulled the two of them and teleported from inside the sedan to the outside, probably moving half a meter in an instant.

Ling Miao: ...Gan!

Even a fart can go farther than this.

"Ha ha."

The heavily made-up maid laughed softly, "Are you stupid? There is a barrier around this house, but you still want to run out with your elementary talisman?"

Ling Miao was discouraged and turned her head to look at the maid.The two women were standing at this time, obviously they had just woken up.After all, I don't know anything about the current situation.

"What now?"

"What can we do?" The maid took out a gold powder fan from her waist and shook it happily, "Of course we can only do it in a glamorous way."

The fan was so shiny that Ling Miao felt like she was almost going blind. Forget about the gold powder, the fan bone still looked like it was made of gold!She is so jealous that she won’t tell anyone!

He's going to die anyway, so it's not too much to satisfy his curiosity.

She looked at the pale foundation on the maid's face, the colorful eye shadows, the rich makeup, the big matchmaker mole and the curly hair on the mole, looking for something to say.

"Auntie, can I touch your fan?"

Xuan Si's eyes twitched and his voice lowered, "It's sister."

Ling Miao swallowed her saliva and changed her words calmly, "Auntie, can I touch my sister?"

Sometimes, it is quite helpless to take risks outside alone. No, this is a pervert.

She did hear a saying that many sword cultivators treat swords as wives, but this was the first time she saw a fan as a sister.

"..."

The veins in Xuan Si's hand holding the fan popped out. He looked at the bride aside and said: Master, can I kill him now?
Cang Wu: Let’s take a look… Let’s take a look… I think this little guy is quite interesting…

Xuan Si took a deep breath and had no choice but to drive Ling Miao away with a dark face. He had a premonition that he would be angry to death if he continued to talk to him. "Go away, little beggar! Can't you see how expensive my fan is! Can you afford to pay for it if it gets dirty? Also, don't call me aunt! If I do, I'll cut your tongue!"

Ling Miao shook her head depressedly, not understanding why this man was suddenly angry.

"Of course I can't afford to pay...my noble eldest lady."

Xuan Si: "..."

The maidservant was obviously very angry. She gritted her teeth and said nothing for a long time, but the bride laughed softly.

Not far away, the low sound of curses stopped.

Ling Miao looked over and saw that the ghost cultivators standing on the left and right of the altar had stopped. Only the boss of the ghost cultivators in front of the altar was still continuing. His cultivation was also the strongest among the group of ghost cultivators.

In the middle of the altar, a thick black mist was gathering. These ghosts were summoning the Ghost King and sacrificing living people to the Ghost King in exchange for the power given by the Ghost King.

As the Ghost King's aura became stronger and stronger, many red lines began to tremble.

Ling Miao looked up and noticed keenly that most of the red lines were clean, with only a few red lines containing moldy blood stains. Some of the blood-stained red lines were in the inner circle and some in the outer circle.

This reminded her that when she was writing programs in her previous life, in order to prevent others from easily copying her code, she liked to do things that added shit to shit.

Perhaps many of the red lines here are just to hide from others, and only those with blood stains are actually used for formations.In this case, a line that can involve multiple bloody red lines at the same time might be the formation eye.

She squinted her eyes and observed carefully, and she actually saw some clues.After all, she was the best at finding bugs in her previous life.

After thinking for a moment, Ling Miao moved to the two ghost cultivators who were closer to her. They were standing on the side of the altar.

They only looked at her with disdain and made no unnecessary moves.

It seems that in their understanding, two young ladies from a wealthy family who were kidnapped from the human world and a little beggar who was in the early stages of Qi training are nothing to be afraid of and cannot make any big waves.

But the next second, they heard the little beggar talking to himself in a low voice.

"What? You said you would kill him after the ceremony is over? Why? Isn't he your boss?"

The child's voice was crisp and full of innocence and confusion, making it impossible to tell that she had any bad intentions.

The two ghost cultivators were stunned, not understanding what this little beggar was talking nonsense about.

Just the next moment, the sword shadow suddenly arrived in front of him.

It was the boss of this group of ghost cultivators who took action.

His eyes were very cold, and he was obviously looking for their lives.

The ghost cultivator had just finished the ceremony when he heard the little baby's words.The moment I was startled, I took action subconsciously.

Ghost cultivators are not as good as the righteous ones. They are taking advantage of the situation to rob, kill, and gain goods all the time. And he can get to where he is today by being decisive in killing.

Even though he didn't hear whether the two people spoke just now, he would rather kill them by mistake.

Furthermore, the summoning ceremony is over. With two less ghost cultivators, he can gain more power.

He killed one person with a sneak attack, and the other person reacted and drew his sword to fight, and the two of them fought.

The two ghost cultivators standing on the other side did not move and just watched with cold eyes. Anyway, the ceremony was completed, and it was best for all three on the other side to die.

(End of this chapter)