On the ground, in the middle of a formation, a corpse was placed there. Wei Feng and Gu Mo stood next to the formation. In front of the door of a house not far away, Du Fan and others were sitting or standing there, watching leisurely, as if they were watching a show.
In Fengjiu's room, Leng Shuang and Leng Hua were guarding outside the room, while Fengjiu went into the space and sat cross-legged to practice, ignoring what was happening outside.
As the sky gradually darkened, when Wei Feng activated the formation, a strong wind suddenly arose around him, and a cold wind blew towards them.
Those guards and the people of the Xie family could clearly feel that at that moment the air became cold and bone-chilling, making them shiver involuntarily.
There was no one around the formation except Wei Feng and Gu Mo. Even the people from the Xie family were about ten meters away from the formation. With the surge of spiritual energy from the formation, the corpse on the ground rose up and floated above the formation.
In the mountains and forests about a hundred miles away, a wandering ghost suddenly screamed, and the shrill scream pierced the air. It felt that it was out of control, as if it was being roasted in flames. The excruciating pain reached the depths of its soul.
I saw its shadow flashing in the air, as if it was being summoned by something. It tried to hug the tree in fear, but the next moment it was pulled back by a powerful force.
"ah!"
The jaw of the corpse floating in the air moved, and a scream came out of the mouth of the corpse, scaring the guards so much that their eyes widened.
The middle-aged man clenched his fists tightly, staring at the corpse. This was the murderer who killed his daughter!
"Let me go! Let me go! Who are you! Why are you using my bones to capture my soul!" The brutal and bloodthirsty voice came out fiercely. The corpse moved with its fangs and claws bared like a wild beast, trying to attack Wei Feng and Gu Mo. However, his soul was locked in the bones, so he could not escape, let alone attack them.
Wei Feng and Gu Mo looked at each other, then retracted their gazes and fixed their eyes on the middle-aged man not far away. They asked, "Do you want us to do it directly? Or do you want to do it yourself?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man stepped forward gratefully, bowed to the two men and said, "Thank you, gentlemen. Please let me do it myself. I will grind his bones and scatter his ashes! Let him never be reborn!"
Seeing this, Wei Feng and Gu Mo stepped aside and let him handle it himself. It was just a ghost, now trapped by the formation, it was impossible for him to escape.
"Yier, go and find a hammer!" the middle-aged man ordered in a calm voice.
In a place like a small village, there is nothing else but a hammer, but almost every household has one. After all, hammering and making chairs, tables and the like are all done by ordinary people themselves.
So the man responded, walked into a room, and soon took out a hammer.
"What are you going to do! What are you going to do!"
Looking at the hammer, the corpse floating in the air, trapped and unable to escape, was struggling. Its soul tried to break free from the restraints and escape. However, no matter how it struggled, it was still trapped by the formation and could not loosen.