Video to Other Worlds: Top Ten Myths in the Beginning

Yancheng,

water station.

Jiang Aimin lay bloodied on the ground with a big gash in his chest.

Just now a ghoul dug and ate his heart.

A hundred ghosts travel at night, he should stay at home.

But the water supply station is related to the drinking water of the residents of the whole city, so it cannot be left unattended.

No one is willing to go, and in the end it can only be decided by drawing lots.

Jiang Aimin was unlucky and got the only guard job.

Corpse cannibals love to eat the corpses of living people, especially the fresh heart is the most delicious to them.

"Are... are you going to die?... Cough cough..."

Losing a heart is already a certain death.

Jiang Aimin only felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

There seemed to be more than ten kilograms of stones hanging on the eyelids, and they couldn't help but want to sink.

His body also gradually became cold, and his breath was faint.

Like a burnt candle, it will go out at any moment.

Suddenly, a red light flew over.

The dazzling light illuminated the entire water supply station as if it were daytime.

The crimson light group rushed into Jiang Aimin's chest and came to the place where the heart used to be.

The red light dissipated, and a strange crimson symbol appeared.

The whole body of runes is composed of complex runes, which are connected and swayed,
It's like a ghost drawing.

There is a line of ancient seal script written on the talisman seal.

[Ninth Grade Yancheng Well God: Well Water, the Job of Disasters and Diseases]

The glyphs flicker,

bang bang bang...

It turned into a hot heart.

The heart was pounding, calm and powerful.

Constantly producing new blood and sending it to Jiang Aimin's body.

A red light flashed, and the wound on Jiang Aimin's chest healed at a rapid speed.

A vague voice sounded in his ear,

The vicissitudes of life are majestic, like thunder.

It seems to be close in front of you, but it seems to be far away in the sky.

[Yancheng Jiang Aimin has worked diligently and conscientiously for 30 years, and never slack off.Deliver drinking water to Yancheng, defend the water station in times of crisis, and prevent it from being destroyed by evil spirits. 】

[Special imperial conferment on you as the Ninth Grade Yancheng Well God, I hope you will drive away ghosts, clean up the world, and keep one side safe. 】

Then one after another raving sounded around him.

"Husband, the water is so clear!"

"That's right, this is the water drawn from Luoyan Lake. We Yancheng people have eaten water from there for generations."

"Father, my son is hungry, go make milk powder quickly. Hey, remember to go through it with a water purifier."

"Why is it so troublesome, the water in our Yancheng is clean!"

There are men and women, old and young.

They are all from Yancheng, and they all drink the water from Yancheng.

Even if they don't know who Jiang Aimin is, it doesn't prevent them from being grateful to the person who let them use such clean and clear water.

A series of milky white light clusters gathered from all around Yancheng and went straight to Jiang Aimin.

These are the powers of faith.

Jiang Aimin is alive, but not fully alive.

To be precise, Jiang Aimin died as a human being, and now it is Jiupinjing Shen Jiang Aimin.

He is wearing a red official robe, embroidered with cranes and auspicious clouds, and looks mighty and majestic.

Holding a lotus flower, the whole body is surrounded by divine light.

Blooming infinite light...

(God is divided into nine grades,
Grades [-] to [-] are upper, grades [-] to [-] are middle, and grades [-] to [-] are lower.

The top is purple, the middle is blue, and the bottom is red. )
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Bang!
The thin wooden door was split open with an ax and creaked, as if it was overwhelmed.

"Jie Jie! Give me back my head."

The decapitated ghost walked towards the room with heavy steps.

Mo Xiaobei was terrified,
A pair of small feet kept rubbing back, as if trying to reduce his sense of existence.

screamed:
"Don't come, don't come, please..."

As she spoke, tears fell like pearls with a broken thread.

The decapitated ghost ignored her at all and continued to walk towards her.

The sharp giant ax was dragged on the ground, and sparks shot out "sizzling".

"If you don't return my head, I will eat you."

The huge body was like a wall, and the black shadow cast down hit Mo Xiaobei's desperate eyes.

The decapitated ghost swung his giant ax violently, and struck at the girl.

This ax can definitely split a person in half.

Mo Xiaobei's pupils shrank suddenly, watching the giant ax come at him.

"Evil, but dare!"

A roar exploded in the air like a thunderbolt, deafening people's ears.

Jiang Aimin jumped out of the well in the yard, and saw the evil spirit hurting people.

fly into a rage!

With a wave of the lotus in his hand, a jet of water surged towards him.

The decapitated ghost was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Jiang Aimin,
It was this pause that brought Shuizhu to his eyes.

The water seems soft and weak, but it contains Jiang Aimin's divine power.

Although it is not as good as the legendary one yuan of heavy water, one drop of ten thousand catties.

But this jet of water also has a huge force.

"Oh!"

Under the strong washing of the water column, the decapitated ghost was directly crushed and exploded.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned, her small mouth opened slightly in surprise.

She didn't expect such a vicious ghost to be killed so easily.

Looking up at him, he asked,

"Are you a fairy?"

Looking at the girl who was still trembling, Jiang Aimin couldn't help feeling pity.

replied with a smile:
"That's right, I am Jingshen, I sensed that you were in danger, and came here to save you."

Mo Xiaobei felt grateful for a moment.

"Thank you, Lord Jingshen."

"Son, I have to save other people, go first, be careful yourself."

After speaking, he turned into a rainbow and flew away.

The red divine light was like a big sun piercing through the dark clouds above Yancheng.

Light up countless suffering people.

Wherever there is a well, that is where the god of the well can come.

Although Jingshen's status is humble, he is a decent and upright god. How can a group of evil ghosts be willing to deal with it.

What's more, the divine power is mighty and bright, which is the nemesis of gloomy ghosts.

on the street,
The supernatural beings formed a circle to fight the ghosts.

Among them, ordinary soldiers drove the spirit destroying cannons, constantly bombarding the ghost group.

However, when one ghost dies, countless evil ghosts immediately make up for it.

There are too many to kill.

Their ending seems to be doomed, which is to be eaten by ghosts.

Just when everyone was desperate.

A red light flickered,
A man wearing an ancient official uniform appeared in front of him.

The ghost group immediately jumped on it greedily like a wolf that had seen fat.

Seeing this, Jiang Aimin was furious.
"A group of ghosts, really looking for death."

The symbol flickered in his mind, and the divine power rolled out from his whole body.

Like the vast ocean, the waves rolled, sweeping the crowd of ghosts.

These divine powers are so pure that they are like sulfuric acid to ghosts.

If you touch it, you will hurt, if you touch it, you will die.

After a while, there were screams again and again.

"what!"

"It hurts!"

"My lord, please forgive me, we will never dare again."

The shrill sound was endless, making people shudder.

in a blink,
Where the divine power has passed, all ghosts and monsters are scattered.

The entire world was cleared up, and the biting evil spirit in the air also dissipated.

Seeing Jiang Aimin showing off his might, everyone couldn't help being horrified.

It can be seen from Jiang Aimin's eyes,
Strands of milky white silk threads spread out from their bodies and slowly flew into his body.

These silk threads floated from all over Yancheng continuously.

Even if someone doesn't know who saved him, as long as he has a feeling of gratitude, the power of faith will be born.

The silk thread is thick or thin, and the thicker the silk thread, the stronger the power of faith.

Everyone is different, some people you save his life, you can thank you for the rest of your life.

Some people, who were so grateful at the time, would forget this kindness in less than two days afterwards.