At this moment, Zhao Tian was only focused on watching Mo Lin, completely ignoring the messages in the chat group.

Mo Lin by himself surrounded Fang Ying and all the other people from the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion.

Fang Ying originally wanted to say a few soft words and then leave.

But upon seeing Mo Lin's attitude, Fang Ying understood.

Coming was easy; leaving would be difficult.

Fang Ying felt like cursing.

Their first wave of attack on Beihai didn't have nearly as many ghosts.

At that time, there were only a few Cave Master Level ghosts.

So Fang Ying thought of eradicating all the ghosts in Beihai.

But now he realized he was gravely mistaken.

The ghosts they encountered before were completely insignificant compared to those appearing now.

After Mo Lin appeared, all the ghosts of Beihai emerged.

Fang Ying and his team currently felt like trapped lambs, not daring to resist.

"Who sent you here?" Mo Lin's tone intensified.

"It was a task assigned to us from above," Fang Ying replied the same sentence.

"I'm asking for the last time, who sent you here?"

Even if it's a task from above, it should be reasonable and justified.

At least provide a name, right?

Mo Lin was determined to get to the bottom of this issue.

This group was clearly prepared, and they came for Mo Lin.

Fang Ying hesitated for a moment, then said, "It was the Third Elder of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion who arranged it."

Clearly, Fang Ying also wanted to live.

"I'm just following orders."

Everyone present held their breath, nervously watching Mo Lin.

Beside him, Zhao Tian's heart rate accelerated.

No one knew what crazy thing Mo Lin might do next.

"Those from the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion stay, the rest leave," Mo Lin ordered coldly.

Upon hearing this, those who were not from the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Zhao Tian beside them also relaxed.

He almost thought Mo Lin would kill everyone here.

The mastermind behind this is the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion.

The others were unaware and were invited; Mo Lin did not harm the innocents.

So those who had nothing to do with the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion left one after another.

Everyone felt like they had just survived a disaster.

Except for Fang Ying and the many disciples from the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion, who remained.

"Don't resist. I'll hold you for a few days. Once I understand the truth, if you're not involved, I'll naturally let you go," Mo Lin said.

Upon hearing Mo Lin's words, Fang Ying relaxed a bit.

Thus, this group was detained by Mo Lin in Beihai.

"Brother, how do you possess so many ghosts?" Zhao Tian pointed to Chen Xi and the other ghosts, asking Mo Lin.

"Secret."

Mo Lin casually found an excuse.

Seeing Mo Lin didn't want to talk about it, Zhao Tian didn't press further.

"How do you plan to handle today's incident?" Zhao Tian was curious about how Mo Lin would deal with the matter.

After all, the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion is also quite powerful, not to be provoked easily.

"Tomorrow, we'll take them to the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion to inquire," Mo Lin expressed his thoughts openly.

"I'm fine; I'll go with you tomorrow," Zhao Tian wanted to join in the fun.

Mo Lin didn't refuse, nodding in agreement.

In the early hours... probably around three.

Mo Lin was lying on a wooden board, sleeping soundly.

Zhao Tian suddenly burst into the room.

"Mo Lin, something happened."

Zhao Tian's chest was heaving, breathing heavily, eyes wide as if he had been frightened.

"What happened?" Mo Lin rose slowly from the board, puzzled, asking Zhao Tian.

"They're dead... all dead..."

"What's dead?" Mo Lin, bewildered, couldn't grasp Zhao Tian's meaning.

"The Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion people are all dead, every one of them."

Mo Lin abruptly stood up.

The Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion, nearly twenty people.

And all of them were Daoist Cultivators, very capable.

Mo Lin had settled them in rooms to rest.

How could they just die like this?

This place was very safe.

Only Mo Lin's ghosts and Zhao Tian.

Mo Lin quickly got up to check the situation.

Zhao Tian closely followed behind Mo Lin.

Opening the door, they saw several bodies lying on the floor.

These people were in a sleeping posture.

Blood flowed from their eyes and nostrils.

The bodies were stiff.

Mo Lin entered another room.

The people inside were the same; blood was flowing from all their orifices.

Mo Lin searched each room; all these people died in such a horrific state.

Mo Lin went to Fang Ying's room.

Fang Ying had clearly struggled before dying, his body curled up on the floor, appearing very pained.

Just died like that.

"Chen Xi!" Mo Lin called.

A red figure instantly appeared in front of Mo Lin.

"Master..."

"What's going on? Why did these people die?"

Mo Lin had earlier stationed Chen Xi personally here.

First, to prevent them from sneaking away.

Second, to guard them.

Chen Xi suddenly knelt on the floor, "Master, I was always guarding them; I also don't know why they just died."

"I realized they weren't breathing and immediately informed Zhao Tian to find you."

Chen Xi had been guarding the area all along.

But these people didn't like being watched by ghosts while sleeping, using tricks to block the Ghost Eye.

What exactly happened, Chen Xi didn't know.

Chen Xi remained outside the door, and by the time she sensed no life in the room, it was already too late.

The ghosts here were entirely loyal, without doubt.

If there were outsiders... it would only be Zhao Tian.

"Mo, why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhao Tian was at a loss, "I'm innocent; this has nothing to do with me. Their deaths are unrelated to me."

Zhao Tian was instantly frustrated; he couldn't clear himself even if he tried.

He clearly realized his suspicion was the greatest.

"I swear on the Daoist Lord of Heaven's good name, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Tian quipped, "I just thought you were remarkable, wanted to see how you'd handle this; I'm purely here for the spectacle,

this truly has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Tian swore by the Daoist Lord of Heaven's name.

He likely wouldn't be lying.

Moreover, if he had any shifty moves, Chen Xi would discover it.

"Did they show any anomalies before dying? Did anyone contact them?" Mo Lin asked Chen Xi.

"No, they were confined within the room, never went out, nor interacted with anybody."

Chen Xi's words further cleared Zhao Tian's suspicion.

Zhao Tian suddenly clapped his hands, "This is bad."

"These people are dead... your suspicion is the greatest... damn...."

Mo Lin quickly realized.

Now Mo Lin was in trouble.

Fang Ying died in Beihai.

Mo Lin's suspicion was the greatest.

The outsiders definitely wouldn't buy Mo Lin's explanation.

They would surely assume Fang Ying died at Mo Lin's hands.

This is a conspiracy.

A conspiracy with no way to explain.

Furthermore, today many witnessed Fang Ying was captured by Mo Lin.

This was even harder to clear up.

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