The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

In the evening of the next day, Jiang Zhixia and the other eleven people were dressed up and wearing veils. They sat on the carriage and were carried to the forest by a group of people.

When he left, the girl from the widower's family burst into tears and held her hand tightly to let her go.

She patted the back of her hand to express comfort, "Don't worry, it's okay if I say it's okay. My wealth and life will be left to you, remember to save me."

The girl pursed her lips and nodded firmly, "Even if no one goes, my father and I will go."

"Ah."

She smiled, touched her face, and led everyone into the mountain.

By the time we reached the center of the mountain, the sky had completely darkened. The silent forest only echoed with the rustling sound of people stepping on fallen leaves. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind passed by, and the lanterns in everyone's hands were blown around. The lights flickered on and off, and there was a commotion from the crowd.

"Don't panic." Jiang Zhixia raised her hand to signal them to be quiet, "Were they sent here in previous years?"

"Yes, girl!" one person replied: "We left after that, and we don't know what happened next."

She raised her chin and said, "Okay, let's go."

Everyone understood and evacuated Mingyu and turned down the mountain, but they didn't go far before hiding in the nearby forest...

Only twelve people including Jiang Zhixia were left on the spot. They formed a circle back to back and looked around cautiously. Suddenly, another gust of wind swept over. The wind was so strong that everyone could hardly open their eyes...

But the wind came and went quickly, and it dissipated in the blink of an eye.

When the wind stopped, everyone opened their eyes again, only to find themselves standing in a cave.

But it is different from other caves, which are dark and dim. The light here is bright, and the interior layout is no different from that of an ordinary person's home. There are even wooden boards on the ground. Several simple paintings of different women hung on the walls.

There is also a wooden double bed placed in the corner of the cave, with two mandarin duck pillows placed on it. The pillows seem to have traces of someone sleeping on them.

However, this seemingly warm place is mixed with the vague smell of blood.

At this moment, a deep laughter accompanied by the sound of bells came from the depths of the cave.

Under the illumination of candlelight, everyone clearly saw a person wearing wedding clothes walking towards them. That man was the Taoist priest they knew well as the talisman writer.

He held a person covered with a red hijab and dressed in bridal clothes, carefully placed her on the wooden bed, touched her head lovingly, and said warmly: "Soon you will be able to move again."

"It turns out that you are also a god, and you are also a ghost." Jiang Zhixia took off her veil, "I originally thought that you were willing to be the lackey of the City God Immortal to help him find incense in order to resurrect your wife. Now I know that it was only you from the beginning to the end. one person."

The Taoist priest looked at the people in wedding clothes beside him with fascination, and said to himself: "The girl is as smart as my wife. She only met me three times before she guessed that I was a god. She is gentle and intelligent. , can always guess what I am thinking. I love her, and I will be with her even if I defy the rules of heaven. It’s just a pity that she is in poor health, and she died after being with me for twenty years..."

He said sadly: "My magic power is low and I can't give her much spiritual energy; I don't have a high status and I can't get the magic medicine, so I can only watch her die."

"So you harmed the local people just to use other people's souls to raise her and resurrect her?"

"Yes." He admitted without hesitation, and turned to look at her with bright eyes, "She is not a god, nor is she a cultivator. It is really rare that she can guess my identity as well as she does."

"It's not rare." She said, "If you travel more in the mortal world, there will be many things like "The Dragon King sells umbrellas." I once saw that the red fairy who was supported by the people was actually a skinned blood demon. .

But you are more cunning than him. You were afraid of causing public outrage by killing too many people, so you used your identity as City God Immortal to coax the local people to sacrifice twelve girls to you every year, leaving them with a glimmer of hope of survival; you also knew how to use limited spells to divide the people and prevent them from joining forces. . You know very well that as long as they can survive, they will not pose a threat to you unless they are united. And you can not only gain incense, but also your soul. "

"That's right." He stood up and walked towards Jiang Zhixia, ignoring the anger in other people's eyes, and said softly to her: "But after tonight, the King will disappear, and there will only be Chenghuang Immortal from now on. Because I finally found someone who is me. The perfect substitute for my wife.”

"What did you say?"

"You are my wife." He reached out to touch Jiang Zhixia's cheek, but she avoided it. He said dreamily: "You and her have exactly the same temperament and look the same. You are her reincarnation. I don't have to look for traces of you in others anymore."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and lifted off the red hijab of the man sitting on the bed.

Everyone gasped in shock. Under this hijab is a broken face. Its features are all pieced together and sewn together with needle and thread. The man was not breathing, but strangely his eyes were moving.

"Her soul has been taken away and sent to reincarnation. I can't find her back, so I can only make her again." He said: "I find twelve people who look like her every year, and then use their faces to spell her out." It's a pity that after trying so many things, I could only piece together her face but not her soul. In the end, she was just a moving puppet, unable to laugh or cry, and she even managed to piece together a puppet. monster."

"Are you saying that the way you resurrected your wife was to tear those people's bodies and souls apart and put them back together again?" Jiang Zhixia said angrily: "Do you know who you are?"

"What am I going to do just because I am a god!" He suddenly changed his face and cursed, pointing to the sky: "I worked diligently to protect the people, but in the end I couldn't even protect my beloved woman. This is what God owes me. Yes! Those mortals owe me! If they had not worshiped the Buddha but had kept worshiping me, I could have saved her...

Why should I let them live well after I lost my beloved? They also want to taste my pain! Everyone is going to bury my wife with her! "

Jiang Zhixia originally just sneered, but then her laughter became louder and louder.

"why are you laughing!?"

"I laugh at some people who claim to be deeply affectionate, but in fact they are just trying to cover up their evil thoughts. Sanctimonious gods like you are more disgusting than monsters."

"You bullshit!"

"Am I talking nonsense?" she said, "You say you love your wife, but you don't even remember what your wife looks like."

"I didn't forget!"

"Didn't you forget? The paintings on the wall were painted by you, right? Look at the faces on them, not one of them is exactly the same. It has only been a few years, but you have completely forgotten her appearance. Now you are talking about me I am a perfect substitute for your wife. How do I resemble the person in this portrait?"

"This……"

Jiang Zhixia took off the hairpin from her head, "But you are right about one thing, that is, you will never kill anyone again. Because you will be the one who dies tonight!"

After she finished speaking, she held the hairpin with her backhand and stabbed his pipa bone. At the same time, the eleven people behind him also took off their veils, took out sticks and machetes hidden in their clothes and attacked him. Cheng Huangxian was surprised to find that except for Jiang Zhixia, all the people who came this time were men.

They grappled together. One of them took advantage of the chaos and ran out of the cave and lit the fireworks he was carrying.

Fireworks take off. All the people who were ambushing in the mountains and forests gathered here. The people waiting at the foot of the mountain got the signal, rushed into the City God's Temple with torches, and overturned the altar table. Just as they were about to smash the statue, a long-necked monster suddenly emerged from under the stage where the statue was placed.