After observing for a while and confirming there was no danger inside, Yang Yong waved his hand.
The five ordinary people behind him clutched their cloth sacks tightly and edged forward step by step, soon passing through the main entrance.
Then, to their delight, they discovered...
This house had not been searched.
"The kitchen! Head for the kitchen!" someone called out excitedly in a low voice.
With the professionalism of apocalypse survivors, the five of them rushed toward the kitchen.
Before long, they had gathered half a sack of rice, a box of noodles, and all kinds of seasonings. They even dismantled the gas stove and removed the gas cylinder.
They were truly like a swarm of locusts, stripping out everything they could carry and use.
Meanwhile, Yang Yong entered the house and summoned three female ghosts in a spot beyond the sunlight, sending them to patrol every part of the house.
Before long, the three female ghosts returned.
"No Eerie aura. No danger."
Yang Yong drew in the Three-Yang God-Sealing Banner, taking them back inside.
He walked through the house himself and went up to the second floor.
The second floor was a living room, fully equipped with a leather sofa set, two air conditioners, a large television, a tea set, and an electric kettle.
Yang Yong's eyes lit up at the sight of the tea set...
He dug out half a tin of Da Hong Pao and several tins of Tieguanyin.
"Good stuff."
He licked his lips.
It had been so long since he had drunk tea that his mouth felt utterly tasteless.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Yong tapped the Nine Nether Yuanchen White Bone Ring on his left arm and stored everything inside.
Now this was stripping a place bare. He did not even spare the