Tianshi picked up a mouth

When you get closer, you can see that the bright light is a vertical light box with the words Moon Street Hotel written on it.The road forks here and extends to one side, forming a T-shaped intersection.

The fork in the road is a downhill slope, and the trees on both sides are too tall to see the end at a glance.

Looking at the light sign, Zhong Fang said with emotion: "Who would have thought that climbing over that wall would allow you to enter Moon Street during the daytime."

Zhang Jingcheng said: "Now I seriously doubt that Sun Street and Moon Street were originally two independent spaces, and they will just change shifts at some point."

"What do you mean?"

"That is, like the lucky wheel, the entrance is the fixed pointer, and the rotation speed is the same as our current dial. From [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm is the space of Sun Street, and the rest is the dial of Moon Street. Exactly twelve hour shifts."

Zhong Fang thought for a while, then shook his head: "No, I remember that every time I come in, I have to go out before midnight?"

Zhang Jingcheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who told you to go out?" After finishing speaking, he turned directly onto the fork in the road.

"Eh?! No," Zhong Fang chased after him, "Didn't your grandfather tell you?"

Zhang Jingcheng: "I came in once when I was a child. At that time, I was timid. Wherever I followed my grandfather, he had to have a chance to tell me. Who did you listen to?"

Zhong Fang recalled the monkey skin when he came in for the first time, and began to suspect that the purpose of his father telling him this rule was probably because he was afraid that he would not come back at night and run away!

Seeing Zhong Fang's expression, Zhang Jingcheng probably guessed what was going on, and shook his head without asking.

The two walked down the slope for about 10 minutes, and some bustling voices began to appear in their ears. The lights were shining in the distance, and a street appeared in front of them. The architectural form looked like a sun street at night.

"Zhang Jingcheng, I think you've got the truth again this time." Zhong Fang couldn't help admiring the scene in the distance.

But Zhang Jingcheng said, "You guessed half right."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"I didn't guess the size of the site correctly. Sun Street is big and Moon Street is small. Your father is right. You really have to go back before twelve o'clock, otherwise you will enter this forest. I guess there should be something in this forest. It cannot be known.”

The two of them quickened their pace while talking, and soon an empty alley appeared in front of them. The two looked at each other, walked through the alley and returned to the alley opposite the walled alley just now.It's just that this is Moon Street, and it's dark at this time.

The whole Moon Street is brightly lit but not bright. There are lanterns of various colors hanging at the door. The most lively place at this time is a three-story wooden building with dark wood and black tiles. There is a row of people standing on one side of the door The villains in bright clothes looked like paper, and one of them was still tossing his head for fun, singing a nursery rhyme to attract guests: "Hosting officer, come and see, the thirteenth day!" Ah, the star gate is open!"

"What do you mean?" Zhong Fang frowned, and grabbed Zhang Jingcheng who was about to step forward.

I heard Zhang Jingcheng say, "The third day, the 23th day, and the [-]rd day of the lunar calendar are underworld days. It is said that the gates of ghosts will be opened on this day, and a ghost king will show up. This ghost boy is obviously recruiting soul sacrifices, but we have glutinous rice bags, so don't be afraid." .”

"Wait for me!" Seeing that Zhang Jingcheng was about to go, Zhong Fang pulled him back, "Are you sure this is the gate of hell?!"

"Look at the ridge of the third-story roof, brother." Zhong Fang grabbed Zhang Jingcheng by his collar and was helpless.Seeing Zhong Fang staring at the roof for a long time, he didn't seem to understand, so he had to patiently explain to him: "It was recorded in the Fengdu Chronicle of the Underworld that the gate of ghosts is a archway, guarded by eighteen ghost kings and all the ghosts in the underworld, for the purpose of checking. He was a vicious person during his lifetime. Look at the shape of the ridge on the top of the third floor, and there is a row of small black spots on the ridge. Can you count eighteen of them?"

"No, I said, it's not that I haven't visited Moon Street these years, and I've never seen this building?"

"Think about how many times you've been here? Have you ever come in on three occasions?"

"It seems that there really isn't one."

Zhang Jingcheng said, "That's right. Why is Sun Moon Street only open on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year?"

"Yin and Yang power?" Zhong Fang was not particularly sure.

"Yeah, the Yang Qi is the strongest on the first day of the lunar new year, and the Yin Qi is the strongest on the fifteenth day, which means that the power of the sun and the moon are the strongest on this day. Living people are made up of the power of Yin and Yang. It has the effect of strengthening the body. I am afraid that the person who made this rule was worried that the demons and ghosts would get out of control and hurt people. But now it seems that there are many secrets in Sun and Moon Street."

"Who says it's not? Then do we really want to go in?" Zhong Fang still didn't want to get involved in the evil thing of ghost gate.

But Zhang Jingcheng was very firm and said: "Huang Shu was obviously injured by ghost power. It is definitely not an ordinary ghost to be able to hurt him like that. I think it is very likely that he met a ghost king. Today is exactly ten Three, it is very likely to be here!" He said, pointing to the three floors behind, "Underworld Day, the ghost king will show up here."

Now that the story has come to this point, no matter how much Zhong Fang resists, he has to agree with Zhang Jingcheng's deduction, and finally let go of his hand, and walks in with Zhang Jingcheng.

When they reached the door, a boy in green paper clothes came up to him and asked, "You two guests, are you going to watch a play or go through a barrier?"

Zhang Jingcheng said: "What drama to watch, what level to pass?"

The paper man raised his face and stared at him for a long time before saying, "A play is a good show, and a pass is a good pass."

Saying it is the same as not saying it, Zhang Jingcheng thought to himself, but he had to ask clearly, so he asked again: "Where is the good show? Where does the good pass lead to?"

The paper boy actually laughed lowly, as if Zhang Jingcheng asked a particularly stupid question, but he still answered, "The good show is called 'Living Soul Sacrifice', and the good pass leads to the Netherland."

Sure enough, it was the gate of hell, Zhong Fang shuddered.

However, Zhang Jingcheng nodded, pulled him over, and said to the paper boy, "We both go to the theater."

"Then please come this way." The paper boy jumped up and down twice before leading the way.

Zhang Jingcheng and Zhong Fang followed, and there was an open space in front of the three-story wooden building. At this time, there was a row of round wooden shelves staring at the open space, and a person was tied to each shelf, some were covered in bones, and some were corpses. Half rotten, and two good ones dapper.Zhang Jingcheng glanced at it, and immediately covered Zhong Fang's mouth, but Zhong Fang was struggling very hard. Among the two well-dressed people, there was no doubt that one was Zhong Fang! !

Zhang Jingcheng whispered: "Don't worry, Uncle Zhong should be challenging the ghost king, if he wins, his soul will come back automatically!!"

Zhong Fang nodded his head, tried to hold back his lips, and kept silent.

However, the two were even more surprised that the other person tied to the stake was Zhang Jingyang! !

Now, Zhang Jingcheng was a little restless, he didn't even care about the clock, and started to run faster.Zhong Fang hurriedly gave him a hand, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Jingcheng said: "Zhang Jingyang will not challenge the ghost king for no reason. Although he thinks he is a noble man, he is also very good at settling accounts. There is only one reason why he would risk his life to challenge the ghost king—"

"what?"

"I, my little uncle was sacrificed by the soul!" After Zhang Jingcheng said this, he almost cried, and then he stopped explaining to Zhong Fang, and rushed in in a hurry.

Zhong Fang said: "Zhang Jingcheng, please calm down, you forgot how you persuaded me just now?! Since my father and Zhang Jingyang are both challenging the ghost king, it means that your uncle has not been sacrificed yet, and everything is still going Opportunity. You should calm down quickly and think of a way! You won’t be able to help even if you go in like this now!”

This sentence woke up Zhang Jingcheng, he said: "I know, I know how to help them!"

"Hello!" Zhong Fang didn't stop him, and let Zhang Jingcheng run in, but the paper boy who was walking in front of them didn't notice it, he thought it was calling him when he heard Zhong Fang's 'Hello', Turning around, he asked, "What's your order, guest officer?"

"No. Take your way!" Zhong Fang almost squeezed out the words between his teeth, Zhang Jingcheng's figure in front of him was no longer visible, and he didn't know what this guy was going to do.

Zhitong took Zhong Fang to a seat on the second floor, saluted and left.The field of vision here is wide, and the entire hall on the first floor can be seen clearly——

At this time, a circular copper arena rose in the middle of the hall, and a glass-like enchantment was erected around the arena. A huge cloud of black air enveloped a figure that appeared and disappeared, and Zhong Fang recognized it after looking intently for a while Zhang Jingyang, not his father.

The mass of black air is still growing, and the cheers around it are getting louder and louder.But Zhang Jingyang was not as weak as he imagined. Although he didn't know who the ghost king he was fighting with was, but seeing the golden light in his hand, he could tell that this kid was definitely full of spiritual power and extremely talented.

Behind this arena, there is a high platform made of copper, with statues of bronze snakes and iron dogs standing on both sides of the platform.A bronze mirror was hung on the roof above the high platform. At this time, the moonlight was refracted by the mirror and hit the altar. The moon was moving, and the moonlight also changed accordingly. The beam of light was moving closer to the person lying quietly on the high platform. People, even though Zhong Fang didn't see much of that person, he could recognize him as Zhang Ruiyuan.

Zhong Mian felt that no matter whether Zhang Jingyang could win or not, what his father was doing, or where Zhang Jingcheng had gone, as soon as the moonlight touched Zhang Ruiyuan, he would light the fire and destroy the high platform first! !

……

Zhang Jingcheng ran into the black building in one breath, instead of rushing into the noisy hall, he turned directly into the side corridor of the building.

This hanging corridor spirals around the building and can pass up and down.

He ran straight down, and after running for a while, without accident, a door appeared in front of him.He stuck to the door, listened carefully, and made sure there was a voice coming, so he stuck to the door and stood there, waiting for the ghosts to open the door so that he could take the opportunity to go in.