Rebirth of the Peerless Immortal Master

On the way back with Shen Zhao, Dongfang Mianyang was still thinking about forging the Shenmu.And when he searched for the God-forging wood in his mind, there was only one sentence - a saint sits under the God-forging tree, and the common people are saved on the merit tower.This is probably what the original "Oriental Mianyang" accidentally read from a certain miscellaneous journal.

And what is Wen Renyuan's purpose in telling him this?

On the Eternal Continent, Qingqiu people have always regarded themselves as "divine people". They have the ability to go up to 33 days and go down to eighteen levels of hell. They are proficient in spells and Gu, mysterious and terrifying.

This made Dongfang Mianyang have to beware of Wen Renyuan.

Seeing that Dongfang Mianyang was a little absent-minded along the way, Shen Zhao couldn't help asking: "What did Wen Renyuan ask you for just now, which made you out of your mind from just now?"

Dongfang Mianyang shook his head, suddenly his eyes froze, and he dragged Shen Zhao and the boat back two steps.

"What's wrong...ah, that's it?!"

At this time, it was already the climax of the moon, and after being left by Shen Sishao to attend the dinner, the two were released.

Shen Zhao and Dongfang Mianyang did not take a carriage after entering the city, but took a walk all the way back.The hooked moon exudes a cool light, sprinkled on the empty street, stretching the figures of the three people extremely long, the shadows of the houses and trees on the street, originally appeared quiet and peaceful.

But now the three of them saw a group of vague figures on the opposite side!

The group of shadows was led by an exceptionally clear shadow to move forward slowly. The leader of the shadow was wearing a tall hat and seemed to be holding something in his hand.

"Meow—" In the quiet and peaceful environment, a mournful meow suddenly appeared, and this meow successfully brought Shen Zhao and Xiao Chuan'er's fine hairs to attention.

A floating cloud came over, the moon was covered, and the surrounding area became darker, with a thin layer of fog floating.

This mist is like flour specially prepared for invisible people. If it is sprinkled on the floor, it can force out footprints that are invisible to the naked eye.

The figures of the group of "people" appeared in the mist, and many such "people" suddenly appeared on both sides of the street.

With just one glance, Xiao Chuan'er's head went blank with fright, and Dongfang Mianyang covered his mouth, stifling the scream he was about to utter.The child was trembling in his arms, as if the bones could not help but make a "clack" friction sound.

Those who couldn't be called human beings all had bluish-white faces. Some had long tongues sticking out, and their bloody mouths stretched to the back of their heads; Those with severed limbs and severed heads picked up the "parts" they dropped while walking... In short, no matter how disgusting it was, it was even more exciting than when Zhou Ming watched the chainsaw in horror.

Although Shen Zhao couldn't yell out loud, he still had a disheveled expression on his face, and he probably could vomit directly if he found a place.

Dongfang Mianyang also frowned.Although I usually see a lot of ghosts, I have never encountered such a scale, this kind of posture... It is comparable to the [-]th floor of hell.

The leader in front also appeared. "He" was wearing a tall white hat, covering it all the way to his chin, revealing a pale sharp chin and blood-red lips, and holding a chain in his right hand, At this moment, he was swinging his chains to roll towards the ghosts that suddenly appeared on both sides, and with one swipe, those ghosts were thrown directly into the team behind him.Holding a lamp in his left hand, the shape of the lamp is extremely uncomfortable - the body of the lamp is a grimace with a strange expression, as if he is enduring extreme pain, but it seems to be crying but not crying, with A tingling smile.It opened its mouth, the wick was its tongue, and a cluster of gray flames burned on it. While the flames were swaying, one after another painful and wailing human faces appeared in the distorted air above!

Dongfang Mianyang whispered to the two of them, "I'm running into an errand, quickly lower your head and don't look at that lamp."

All three lowered their heads, quietly waiting for "they" to pass by.

After those ghosts passed away, the floating clouds also drifted away, and the street returned to a quiet and peaceful appearance again, as if everything just now was just a nightmare in a trance.

Dongfang Mianyang explained: "Just now it was the man holding the lamp, holding a lamp with a human head and a ghost face in his hand, and holding a ten-direction spirit lock chain. The ghost couldn't see him at all, and it just disappeared into ashes."

That's all, he murmured to himself again: "It's just that there are more ghosts than usual...how come even the lantern holders came out?"

Shen Zhao's eyes flashed, and he said with the tone of the rest of his life: "It's the first time in my life to see such a spectacular Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts, tsk tsk tsk, it's really unbelievable!"

Xiao Chuaner was still trembling with fright, nestled in Dongfang's arms and kept howling: "Ghost ghost ghost——"

Dongfang could only helplessly hug him and pat his back to comfort him.Fortunately, Xiao Chuaner was originally thinner and smaller than his peers, so he was not too heavy to hold.

When they were about to arrive at the palace, they found that the palace was still brightly lit. The two looked at each other, and instinctively felt that something serious must have happened. They walked quickly into the door and bumped into the young man who was about to go out.

The boy looked up, and it turned out to be Dongfang Mianyang and Shen Zhao. For a moment, he showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Third Young Master, Dongfang Young Master, you are back—"

Shen Zhao asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

The young man hurriedly said: "You two, hurry up and come in..." He swallowed his saliva as he spoke, as if he had thought of something terrible, his expression was terrified, and he said as he walked, "Something happened to the concubine Shizi!"

Walking to the hall, the Prince Shen and Princess Shen of Mianyang in the East, as well as the Second Prince Shen, were present, but at this moment, Prince Shen no longer had the smiling face like Maitreya Buddha, and the Prince Shen Xi also lost his approachable face. And Second Young Master Shen's face was gloomy all day long...

When Dongfang Mianyang walked in, he heard Second Young Master Shen's indifferent words: "Big brother and sister-in-law usually treat each other with respect and have a good relationship, don't they? Why is there no news about when sister-in-law died this time?... What a coincidence this day It's very, exactly..."

"Ahem!" Lord Shen glared at Shen Yao, "Shut up!"

Then he turned his gaze to Dongfang Mianyang who had just entered the door, "Xi'er, tell Mr. Dongfang what happened... Originally, you wanted to take care of the family's face, and you invited Mr. Dongfang to show some scumbags behind your back." A little warning, but I didn't expect this person to be so ignorant of good and evil! There is absolutely no possibility of good in this matter!"

Dongfang Mianyang's heart skipped a beat, the imperial concubine died!When he happened to be going out, he frowned in his heart, but he only comforted him on the face: "My lord and concubine's son, my condolences have changed, and I will do my best to seek justice for my concubine!"

The author has something to say: I immediately added this chapter after returning from the experimental class... a little bit =. =