God and Demon Tribulation

Zhanglan City is located in the southeast of the place where the demons gather, and it lives in a line by the water.The scale of the city is neither too big nor too small, and it is more or less a lively place.However, the events of the past few days have caused people to panic. Those who have daughters at home have strictly guarded their daughters, wishing to tie them to themselves to avoid accidents.

It was a small town that was abruptly rendered lifeless. Once entering the city, it was full of depression, and every house closed its doors tightly. Only the city lord who got the news and brought people to welcome the young young master led people to stand at the gate of the city.

A group of people lined up on both sides of the city gate in a uniform manner, and it seemed that there was not much difference in height.

"Young Master," the city lord of Zhanglan City said bitterly, "You are here. If this continues, Zhanglan City can be renamed Dead City directly."

"what happened?"

"It's strange to say this. It used to be fine. I didn't know what happened a few days ago. Since then, there have been murder cases. Not only can't catch the murderer, but I can't even find out the clues. Many people said that the house was in trouble. Wraith, my subordinates also sent people in to look at it, but there was nothing there.” The city lord of Zhanglan City was full of sadness, drooping his head and sighing, “In order to prevent panic, my subordinates specially sent two guards at the gate of the house. There will be a murder case, and the people guarding the house can't tell what happened. They all say that they suddenly lose consciousness in the middle of the night, and when they wake up, they lie with the corpse. Those in the city dare not When I went out, I was afraid that I would be poisoned, and even the next city avoided this place after knowing about it."

The already old face of the city lord of Zhang Lan became more and more sad, like a frost-beaten eggplant.The people in the row behind also lowered their heads, all of them frowning, like young girls who were forced into prostitution, Ditian's eyes hurt when he saw it.

"It's done, which house, take me to see it first."

After Ditian spoke, the eggplants finally regained their spirits, and the stars surrounded Ditian and went to Xu's house, which is known as a ghost house.

The location of Xu's house is a bit remote, but the scenery is excellent, standing in front of the vermilion gate, you can see the rippling water waves in Chaoyang Lake, and the majestic mountains half hidden in the white mist in the distance ——If it weren't for the fact that there were murders that took place here for a few days, everyone would think it was a good place.

Jing Chi rubbed his arms, wondering if it was because of his own psychological problems, he always felt that this place gave people a chilly feeling, he poked Xuanhao, and said unsurely: "Do you feel that this place is better than other places? A lot colder?"

Xuan Hao shook his head, and said with concern: "If it's really cold, you should have someone take you to your residence first."

Why is it that Ditian is still here, losing is not losing, Jing Chi stiffened his neck and refused to show weakness: "It's okay, I'm much better now."

After getting along for so many days, who still doesn't know his peeing nature, Di Tian deeply doubted: "Are you okay?"

Jing Chi snorted, shrugged his shoulders and stomped his feet vigorously to generate heat, jumping up and down like a wild monkey.

Qin Xi tugged at his clothes, raised his head and said seriously: "Brother Jing Chi, don't be brave."

"How could I be brave." Jing Chi sneezed loudly, and then danced more joyfully.

Others walked all the way through pavilions, terraces, waterside pavilions, and nine-curved corridors, but he was the only one who jumped across.

Walking along the promenade through the back garden and then through the women's embroidered building, there seems to be nothing unusual in this way. Although the house is covered with white cloth, it can be seen that the items are placed very carefully.

"This subordinate brought people to check it a few days ago, and there is really no trace of dirty things in this house," the city lord of Zhanglan City babbled: "This subordinate also explained to them, but they just don't believe it, and live and die. Said that there is something in this house. Oh, you said that Lord Qin is still sitting in Qinshan, how could there be dirty things..."

The wind blew through the nine-curved corridor, bringing up the white strip pasted on the door of the last room with a whirring sound.The white strip looks like it has been around for some years, it is yellow around it, and there are some small cracks, but the handwriting written on it has not changed for a long time - the big "seal" is written squarely in the center, Every stroke is clear.

"Wait a minute," Ditian suddenly stopped, and asked after looking at the word "seal" for a long time, "Why is this room sealed?"

"This..." The city lord of Zhanglan City thought for a long time before he said uncertainly: "The subordinates are not very clear. This house is quite old, and it seems that no one has ever lived in it."

It's not just strange that no one lives in such a big house and its location is quite good.Di Tian tore off the seal, stretched out his hand and pushed, but the door didn't open.

Di Tian let go of Qin Xi's hand and pushed two more times, but the door was still not opened, it was tightly closed.

"Can't you open it?" Qin Xi asked.

Jing Chi stood aside with a look of contempt.

If it still can't be opened, it's really a matter of face, Di Tian slammed the door hard.

There was a "bang" sound from the door, and the accumulated dust floated out along with the open door, covering the faces of everyone at the door, especially Di Tian, ​​who was the closest, who was dressed in black and immediately turned black and white.

"Ahem..." Ditian hurriedly backed away for a certain distance, and walked in with the crowd after the flying dust subsided.

"My God..." Three rows of neat and orderly tablets came into my eyes, and the names were written on the tablets with a Chinese ink brush. The moment I saw it, I felt chills all over my body. Jing Chi widened his eyes and murmured, "This room What did you do before?"

Dozens of tablets stayed quietly above them, looking at them coldly like eyes.

No one expected it to be like this inside.Except for the tablet forest opposite the door, there are large and small grids distributed on both sides of the house, on which are tied various weapons of different styles and strange shapes, and the largest weapon is hung above the tablets.

It would be wrong to say that this house is a worship hall. After all, no one would hang so many weapons in front of the tablet of the ancestors, but there is no way to explain the tablet in front of the weapon hall.

While Ditian wasn't paying attention, Qin Xi walked up to the tablet, reached out and touched the rightmost tablet, then looked up at the weapon hanging above the tablet: "Cuyun."

"what?"

Di Tian, ​​who was looking at those weapons, looked back at him, Qin Xi pointed to the weapon and said, "It's called Cut Cloud."

"how do you know?"

Qin Xi pointed to the word "Cuyun" on the tablet: "It says so."

Sure enough, the tablet he was pointing to had the word "cut cloud" clearly written on it.

Qin Xi pointed to those weapons and called out their names one by one. When it was the turn of the last dagger on the left, he paused for a while before shaking his head: "They don't know what it's called, It was brought in later."

"You...how did you know?" Jing Chi asked stammeringly.

Under the stunned expressions of everyone, Qin Xi tilted his head in confusion and said, "They're talking, didn't you hear it?"