【No!No!No! 】

The wizard phantom roared wildly, trying to resist the destruction imposed by Zhou Heng.

pity--

In front of Zhou Heng, the wizard's resistance could only be——

none!effect!

The mana that constituted the wizard's illusion was forcibly disassembled, layer by layer, piece by piece, like shelling.

Soon, the vision of the powerful and powerful wizard disappeared, and the weak and pale soul lay dying on the blood stream.

Zhou Heng looked back, glanced at the dense white bones protruding from the manjushahua that opened beyond the horizon, and said, "He belongs to you now."

【Thanks!Thanks! 】

[We can finally avenge ourselves! 】

[Da Neng, if there is an afterlife, I will be a cow and a horse for you, with grass and rings, and I will live forever! 】

【Our fate is mighty! 】

【us……】

……

"Stop saying thank you, but if the soul has not dissipated from the grievances of the previous life, then reincarnate quickly. You are lucky to catch up with the good times. In this era, there are no wars, famines, or plagues. As long as you work hard, you can eat enough Drink enough and wear warm, everyone has a bright future."

【Really?Is it really so beautiful right now? 】

[Could this be the Datong world that the sages spoke of? 】

【It turns out that the world after 800 years is so beautiful...】

【Da Neng, thank you for comforting us...】

【thanks, thanks……】

……

Countless [Thank you] came from the broken ghost space, everywhere, stirring the soul.

Believe it or not, Zhou Heng's description of the new era, they who have been trapped for more than 800 years and finally liberated thank Zhou Heng from the soul.

The most sincere gratitude turned into the purest power of faith and poured into Zhou Heng's body.

Even the three-headed dog received a small part. Under the baptism of the power of faith, the dark body has undergone a radical change.

【Owner!my body!My body actually...]

The three-headed dog was stunned.

Just looking at the appearance, it is still the mutated pastoral dog with a body as strong as a calf and shiny black hair, but its essence has undergone earth-shaking changes——

From a hellhound that can only bring death and destruction to a hellhound god who can transform or destroy the undead at will!

"Because you have gained the power of faith."

While speaking, Zhou Heng sat down cross-legged, absorbing the purest power of faith actively contributed by the three thousand undead.

The three-headed dog also followed suit and began to consolidate the power of the Cerberus God.

05:30 in the morning.

The sun is rising.

The first ray of purple air shone into the castle through the dilapidated stone windows of the old castle.

Zhou Heng slowly opened his eyes and took a breath.

All the purple energy was absorbed.

The already radiant blue-purple eyes became more radiant and lustrous.

Zhou Heng closed his eyes, and after a little consolidation, he stood up and said, "Let's go."

【yes!Owner! 】

After last night, the three-headed dog, who had already given up on Zhou Heng, jumped up happily and circled around Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng was speechless, and patted the three-headed dog on the head: "You are so lively, be careful to block my walk."

【Owner……】

The three-headed dog lowered his head guiltily.

One person and one dog walked briskly out of Linjiabao, and went to the nearby breakfast street to eat.

……

……

After eating and drinking, Zhou Heng returned to the hotel with the three-headed dog.

At this time, the staff of the live broadcast team just got up, walked out of the room in twos and threes, discussing what to eat in the morning and where to buy souvenirs.

Seeing Zhou Heng taking Dahei back to the hotel, everyone stepped forward to say hello.

"Brother Zhou, good morning!"

"Have you had breakfast, Brother Zhou?"

"Brother Zhou is really amazing, getting up so early to do exercises!"

"Brother Zhou, what did you have for breakfast?"

……

Zhou Heng smiled lightly, and after answering, he led the three-headed dog and prepared to go back to the room.

Hu Tiancong suddenly grabbed the phone and ran to Zhou Heng's side: "Brother Zhou!"

"what's up?"

"The local tourism office called and said they wanted to temporarily add a person."

"why?"

"I want to attract people to the local area."

Boss Hu Tiancong explained unhappily: "They are worried that Linjiabao is too poor and remote, and the tourism enthusiasm brought about by Brother Zhou's outdoor live broadcast will not last long, so they want to use Brother Zhou's live broadcast room to feed their own people."

"Do you think I should say yes?"

"Of course not!"

Hu Tiancong said angrily: "Brother Zhou, you have endured a lot of hardships all the way to get your current status. Why do they ask you to let blood suck their people!"

"Maybe when I was at Qili.com—"

"Then it's even more impossible to promise!"

Hearing "Qiliwang", Hu Tiancong was immediately filled with righteous indignation: "Brother Zhou, when you were at Qiliwang, you cut flesh and blood to support so many newcomers, all of them are white-eyed wolf! After your car accident, everyone sold brotherly love. Visiting you in the hospital! Sucking blood from your fans! No one cares about your parents!"

"It's all in the past."

"Brother Zhou!"

Hu Tiancong scratched his hair anxiously: "You are good at everything, but your heart is too kind! You don't want to kill the enemy! But you don't know that all your enemies want to eat you alive!"

"...Tell the tourism office that I will consider agreeing to their request, and go to their office to have an interview with them in an hour, and ask them to bring the anchor who is going to be added."

"Brother Zhou, what do you mean—"

"You can nurse newcomers for them, but that newcomer must be pleasing to me."

"Understood! Brother Zhou is going to let them retreat in spite of difficulties."

Hu Tiancong thought he understood Zhou Heng's words, and happily replied to the tourism office.

The office also readily agreed.

……

after an hour--

Zhou Heng came to the local tourism office, walked into the director's room, and his eyes fell on the director and the young man the director had found.

"he is the one--"

"His surname is Zhang, his name is Zhang Feng, and he is a well-known anchor in our local area."

The director introduced the young man Zhang Feng to Zhou Heng with a smile on his face.

Zhang Feng then said hello to Zhou Heng: "Brother Zhou, I have always been your fan, and today I finally saw you in person!"

"Are you my fan?"

"Yes, yes! Five years ago, I watched your live broadcast for the first time, and felt that the door to a new world had been opened. Since then, I fell in love with the live broadcast industry, and even used the money saved from my part-time job in college to buy my first live broadcast equipment. "

"Then what do you think is the most important thing about live streaming?"

"interesting!"

Zhang Feng blurted out: "The audience has thousands of tastes, but boredom is something they cannot tolerate."

"Then do you know what live broadcast I'm going to do tonight?"

"I……"

"You are a local and an old fan of mine. You should be more familiar with the haunted legends of Linjiabao than I am. You also know that I have a calamity physique. I can meet ghosts wherever there are no ghosts. Even so, you tonight Do you want to join me in the Lin Family Fort for a live broadcast?"

"..."

Zhang Feng lowered his head.

Zhou Heng: "If you're afraid, it's too late to give up now."

"--I will not give up!"

Zhang Feng raised his head, his black pupils gleamed with determination: "Cooperating with Brother Zhou has always been my dream, not to mention—"

"What's more?"

"The Lin Family Fort is really haunted!"

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Heng looked at Zhang Feng curiously.

Zhang Feng plucked up his courage and said: "When I introduced myself just now, I missed the most important words. My name is Zhang Feng, and I am the [-]th generation descendant of Zhang Tianshi! With me, the ghost of Linjiabao We must not dare to approach Brother Zhou!"

"You are actually a descendant of Zhang Tianshi?"

Zhou Heng smiled lightly, his leisurely eyes fell on the top of Zhang Feng's head.

The young man does have an aura that is different from ordinary people, but it is only slightly stronger than ordinary people. It is not even comparable to a hair of Zhang Tianshi, who is rumored to be a man of war.

Zhang Feng also knew that the title of "Descendant of Zhang Tianshi" is not popular in modern society. Seeing that Zhou Heng doubted his ability, he hurriedly patted his chest and promised, "I'd rather believe in the existence of ghosts and gods than in their non-existence! Besides, Brother Zhou." You have a calamity physique, take me with you, be prepared!"

"you--"

"I'll bring my ancestor's magic weapon into the Lin Family Fort with Brother Zhou at night!"

Zhang Feng took out his mobile phone and flipped to the photo: "This! This! And this! I will bring them all!"

The three items named by Zhang Feng were the bronze sword with inscriptions on the surface, the jade plaque with a pure white body, and the apricot yellow and reddish Qiankun bag.

"Brother Zhou, don't underestimate these things! They are all real guys! Really precious! Back then, Zhuge Liang used this bronze sword to dance and move the east wind! The jade plaque was carved by the King of Huainan himself! And this Qiankun bag! It's true! No! Patriarch Chen Tuan's life's work!"

"They're all antiquities, indeed."

Zhou Heng, who does a live broadcast of appreciating treasures every week, showed obvious interest in Zhang Feng's three family treasures.

Zhang Feng was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said that tonight he would definitely bring Shang Jiabao to accompany Zhou Heng on the live broadcast of the castle adventure.

Afterwards, Zhou Heng emphasized to Zhang Feng the rules and precautions of his live broadcast room. After the details were confirmed, he signed a formal cooperation contract.

……

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the live broadcast team assembled in the vestibule of the hotel.

Zhang Feng also arrived with two assistants, his cheeks were slightly red, and he couldn't hide his excitement.

Zhou Heng introduced it to everyone, and emphasized Zhang Feng's identity as "the [-]th generation descendant of Zhang Tianshi".

Knowing that the young man in front of him is a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, the hostility of the group led by Hu Tiancong was reduced by half, and the eyes of Zhang Feng were even covered with enthusiasm.

"Little Celestial Master, after entering the Lin Family Fort, you must go to the front! Protect us unarmed ordinary people!"

"sure."

Zhang Feng showed off his bronze sword and jade token, and showed off the Qiankun bag on his waist: "For today's live broadcast, I brought all the family heirlooms."

"Little Celestial Master is really sincere!"

The live broadcast team gave Zhang Feng a thumbs up.

Zhang Feng looked at Zhou Heng with "Quick praise me" written all over his face.

Zhou Heng smiled and called the three-headed dog: "Dahei~"

"Is it Dahei? It's really majestic."

Zhang Feng's ability is low, he can't see Dahei's true face, he patted the three-headed dog on the head and said: "Dahei, after entering Linjiabao, you must follow the team closely and don't run around."

【Um? 】

The three-headed dog couldn't change its greedy habit, looking at Zhang Feng's family heirloom, his mouth was watering.

【Master, this kid looks stupid, not as good as us...hehehe...】

To shut up.

After silently scolding the three-headed dog, Zhou Heng took Zhang Feng and his team into the car and headed for Linjiabao.

Along the way, Zhang Feng, as a landlord, introduced to Zhou Heng the strange things that happened in Linjiabao.

"...Linjiabao is not a ghost house in the conventional sense. The old ghosts of Linjiabao even protected the local residents. My great-grandfather joined the guerrillas when he was young. Once, when they went down the mountain to get food, they were raided by ghosts. There was nowhere to escape, and he ventured into the Lin Family Fort, and slept peacefully until dawn, when he left the Lin Family Fort in the morning, he saw the dead body of the devil lying at the door, bleeding to death from all seven orifices!"

"...The incident was reported back to the provincial capital. The devils didn't believe in evil, and sent a team of people with tanks to level the Lin Family Fort. As a result, these people died in the barracks before they set off. The death was very tragic. The devil's headquarters saw things strangely, I specially invited some kind of Shinto master to exorcise the demon, but the ghost master walked around before coming to Linjiabao and immediately got into the jeep to go back! Since then, devils never come around Linjiabao again, it is said that the ghost master specially ordered him to do so."

"This is probably the so-called longevity of the heroic soul!"

Hu Tiancong was very emotional when he heard it, and couldn't help wiping away his tears.

Zhang Feng also said: "There are more than 3000 heroic souls in Linjiabao who died at the slaughter of foreign enemies. They would rather die than submit when they are alive, and their heroic souls will live on after death. The enemy is not allowed to trample on their land."

"In this way, even if we see a soul during this trip to Linjiabao, it must be a heroic soul with strong bones."

"This one……"

Zhang Feng didn't dare to guarantee it.

Legends are exaggerated after all.

The three-headed dog squatting next to Zhou Heng raised his eyelids in disdain.

【Master, those 3000 people have been tortured by Mongolian wizards day and night until yesterday, how can they have the ability to shelter those who fled into the castle.Just listen to the stories told by this idiot Zhang Feng as folklore, you can't believe it. 】

Do you think I don't know such a simple truth?

Zhou Heng reached out and patted the head of the three-headed dog.

The three-headed dog lay down tactfully.

Zhang Feng noticed Zhou Heng's hand at this time: "Brother Zhou, your hands are really nice, let me help you read your palm."

"Do you know palm reading?"

"Anyway, he is also a descendant of a celestial master, haha!"

Zhang Feng smiled awkwardly, looked down at Zhou Heng's palm, the more he looked at it--

"What's going on! Brother Zhou, your palmistry... palmistry..."

"Is there something wrong with my palmistry?"

"Looking at Brother Zhou's palmistry, it's clear that... already..."

"What's the matter?"

"already--"

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Your life is over!"

"Nonsense! Brother Zhou is alive and well!" Hu Tiancong interrupted Zhang Feng angrily.

Zhang Feng also nodded and said, "This is really strange. Why would someone live well even though their lifespan is over? Could it be..."

"I was in a vegetative state in a car accident. If it hadn't been for a miracle, I would have passed my life." Zhou Heng said, "Now I am a human being in my second life."

"oh oh!"

Zhang Feng suddenly realized.

Having no real skills, he accepted Zhou Heng's explanation without hesitation.

At this time, the car also arrived at the outskirts of Linjiabao.

Zhang Feng took the lead, and a group of people got out of the car and walked into the Lin Family Fort, which looked more desolate and desolate due to the twilight.

……

……

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the preparations were completed, and the live broadcast of the castle adventure officially started.

Zhou Heng opened the mic first: "Hi everyone, I am your old friend Zhou Heng, and this is my local friend in Linjiabao, Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng, let me introduce yourself to everyone."

"Okay, Brother Zhou."

Zhang Feng took the mic and introduced himself to the fans in Zhou Heng's live broadcast room.

"Good evening everyone, my name is Zhang Feng, I am an anchor, and I am also a five-year-old fan of Brother Zhou..."

Zhou Heng's old fans knew that Zhou Heng loved milking newcomers. Although they were upset that Zhang Feng appeared in the live broadcast room, they all welcomed him politely.

Zhang Feng used to be a fan of Zhou Heng. He understood the unhappiness of the old fans. After introducing himself, he immediately revealed the three family treasures.

"...These three things are the ancestral treasures of our Zhang family, the bronze sword that Zhuge Liang used when he borrowed the east wind, the jade tablet carved by Huainan Wang before he ascended to immortality, and the Qiankun bag worn by the ancestor Chen Tuan. Although I don't know Whether these things can exorcise evil spirits and avoid ghosts, but at least bringing them with you can provide psychological comfort.”

Hearing these words, Zhou Heng's fans finally had a good impression of Zhang Feng. "Brother Feng is so powerful", "Brother Feng, you have to protect Brother Zhou" and "Brother Feng" appeared one after another on the screen. Come on, a hundred ghosts can't get close" and other cheering barrages.

Zhang Feng's vanity was greatly satisfied.

Zhou Heng smiled calmly.

Surrounded by the team, the two walked into Linjiabao in the dark with the three-headed dog one after the other.

Slightly——

After stepping on it, the severely weathered stone steps made a strange sound, which brought waves that pierced the soul in the quiet and empty night.

"This place...is really quiet..."

Zhang Feng tried to smooth things over.

"It's the same with places that have fallen into disrepair."

Zhou Heng raised his hand to signal the three-headed dog to walk in the front.

The three-headed dog finally had a chance to express himself, and his tail was so happy that he raised his tail to the sky.

The three thousand souls of the Lin Family Fort who were liberated last night were refreshed, and now they are all full of energy, and their bodies are full of joy.

Seeing the benefactor bring a large group of strangers into the castle, they are kind and simple-minded, naturally they will decorate with lights to welcome the benefactor and his friends.

[Hang up the lantern! 】

[Hang a ribbon over there! 】

[Aunt Zhang, take out all your tobacco paper money! 】

[The benefactor is here!The benefactor is here! 】

……

Three thousand souls refurbished the Lin Family Fort and welcomed Zhou Heng and his team with joy.

however--

Except for Zhou Heng, the visitors were all ordinary people who did not understand ghosts and gods!

Ninety-nine percent of the audience in the live broadcast room are ordinary people!

The ingenious decoration of the interior of the Lin family castle by three thousand souls fell into the eyes of ordinary people, and aroused a burst of——

"Ahhh! What's going on! Why is there a market in Linjiabao!"

"My God! They are all replicas of ancient buildings! The local tourism office is amazing!"

"Magic! Absolute magic! I'll buy the ticket now! Go to Linjiabao!"

"If the Fuhuadao of costume films can have this quality, it doesn't matter if there is no plot!"

"Look! That old master who makes lanterns! A living national intangible cultural heritage!"

"If you tell me that this is a ghost market, I believe it 100%!"

"This effect! The sense of time travel is overwhelming!"

"Huh? The people around Brother Zhou don't seem to know that the local tourism office has made such a great plan, and they are asking Brother Zhou what's going on?"

"What are you thinking! It must be the live broadcast effect! How can we not reveal the news beforehand!"

……

Fans chattered and chattered, and the screen was full of barrage.

At the same time, the phone of the local tourism office rang.

The viewers in the live broadcast room who were fascinated by the scenery of "almost one-to-one reproduction of the ghost city of the Southern Song Dynasty's life in the city" called to inquire about local tourism;

Knowing that the subordinate tourism office made such a big scene without making a sound, the superior department called to praise the director of the office;

People from the Brother County Tourism Office who wanted to reproduce Linjiabao's "Ghost City" called their old classmates who worked here;

……

All the staff of the local tourism office who were awakened by a series of fatal calls: ...

After barely figuring out the situation, they were so frightened that they quickly logged into the Mengguo app, clicked into Zhou Heng's live broadcast room, and watched the Linjiabao ghost market that was no different from the real scene, dumbfounded and covered in cold sweat.

"No! This is not a special tour organized by our tourism office! This is a real ghost market!"

"Everyone quit the live broadcast quickly! This is not acting! It's really a ghost market!"

"Call Zhou Heng and the others immediately! The haunting of the Lin Family Fort is actually true!"

"Are you sure you can get through the phone at this time? They're in a ghost market now! A real ghost market!"

"so what should I do now?"

"What else? Of course, do your best! Listen to the destiny!"

The director of the office sighed: "If you know how to drive, drive to Linjiabao quickly! If the phone is not busy, call them! Fortunately, Zhang Feng who went in with them is really a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, and he is carrying Zhang's family heirloom! Namo Amitabha ! Greatly Merciful and Greatly Compassionate Bodhisattva!"

……

All the staff of the local tourism office were ants on the hot pot, but they couldn't tell the truth to their bosses, colleagues, and the masses who called to inquire.

The director also wanted to strangle himself.

"What kind of evil did I get at that time! Why did I agree to come down! It's really terrible!"

It's a pity that all the staff in the office are in a hurry to enter the ICU. The tens of millions of viewers who are watching the live broadcast, the group led by Zhou Heng who is doing the live broadcast, and the three thousand souls of the friends who warmly welcome the benefactor and the benefactor are all happy at this moment.

and--

Under the cover of Zhou Heng's power, every detail that might have exposed flaws was naturally repaired, and what was presented to the team and the audience in the live broadcast room was the most authentic and antique market life in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Ordinary people, dressed in rough but neat clothes, live and work in peace and contentment in Linjiabao, which covers an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters, and communicate with each other.

They would put up lanterns and festoons to welcome distinguished guests, would quarrel with neighbors over trivial matters, and in the corner there would be idle young people gathering to fight cock and dog.

"If there was no Mongol invasion, this would probably be the ideal life of ordinary people in ancient times."

Zhang Feng, a descendant of the Celestial Master who didn't realize that all the men, women and children passing by him were all ghosts, expressed his feelings, although he also felt strange in his heart——

How could the local tourism office manage to complete such a large and restored retro street project without any information? !

Obscene development?

A hunk from heaven?

In a daze, a child rushed towards Zhang Feng and was about to hit him, but the child's body passed through Zhang Feng's body!

Before Zhang Feng could react, the barrage in the live broadcast room had already exploded!

"That was a special effect just now! It must be a special effect!"

"But how can the special effects be so fast! The child's body is so realistic?"

"Maybe it's a filter."

"With such a powerful filter, the special effects artist can be laid off!"

"Yup……"

The audience fell into deep thought, and fearful doubts arose in their hearts.

that kid...

Could it be——

ghost? !

The author has something to say: Feng Lingmao was completely insane, thinking that Mr. Zhou was haunted by evil spirits and was going to be a hero to save the beauty, but the truth is...

My heart aches again~hahaha~

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