The three of them headed to the Ancestral Hall, and Ye Qianfan soon found the bones hidden inside.
This time, they ran into no difficulties!
But when Shen Lang saw the bones Ye Qianfan brought out, his eyes lit up. "No wonder! I was wondering why the skeleton I found looked so small. I thought losing its flesh had made it smaller. Now it looks like I simply found the wrong one!"
"In that case, we should thank that Roving Exorcist Disciple for saving our lives!"
Fugui covered his mouth and chuckled too.
"Let's go!" Ye Qianfan continued. "It's time we went to the Cemetery. It'll be dark soon! Once night falls, who knows what other ghostly trouble will happen?"
"Let's go, let's go!"
Ghost Village had nearly driven Fugui mad.
He couldn't wait to leave this place!
But...
When they arrived at the Cemetery, neither the Roving Exorcist Disciple nor the monk was anywhere to be seen.
The offerings before Huang Moli were still neatly arranged. Everything looked normal, and they had no idea whether the Roving Exorcist Disciple and the young monk had been swallowed up or had yet to carry out the final step.
Holding the Evil God's bones, Fugui said, "You two have been saving me all this time. Now it's my turn to do something for you, so let me take care of this last step!"
"No way!"
Shen Lang stopped Fugui. "We already swore that though we weren't born in the same year, month, and day, we would die in the same year, month, and day!"
"If we're going in, we're going in together!"
"I can't let you try it alone, Brother Fugui. If something happened, whether I saved you or not, I'd feel guilty for the rest of my life!"
"Besides, I trust