So many days have passed, the Ghost King Mausoleum should not be this quiet.
Xu Qing wasn't worried about old neighbors moving away, the Ancient Yin River Dao is different from the mortal world, with well-defined boundaries inside, such as the Eight Banner Marshals, Yin-Erosion King, and Witch Qi, all have clearly demarcated territories.
These ghostly beings are buried in the Ghost King Mausoleum, and even if they genuinely wanted to move coffins and relocate their graves, they would have nowhere to go.
"Could it be that during my absence, a change occurred in the Yin River?"
Xu Qing maneuvered the papermen and paper sedan back to his side, then took out paper crafts again to create a new sedan.
The original eight-member straw spirit team now expanded to sixteen.
The sedan with the Golden Simurgh ended up behind Xu Qing.