General Zhiyi

Different from ghosts, ghosts, people and gods in the ghost city, only ghosts with the permission of the ghost king can stay in the ghost city on weekdays, but after all, it is a special day when the ghost city is open. He easily fooled the eyes and ears of the two ghost guards, and entered the city blatantly.

Although the ghost city is connected to the ghost city, the location of the ghost city is not the location of the ghost city. Because Tang Jingxu and the others are stepping on the Lingnan Mass Burial Mound at this time, the front foot of the ghost city gate is not where it is. .After all, it is a place where all the ghosts live. The ghost town is only dark at night all year round, but the brightly lit lights are better than daytime, which has a special flavor.

Stepping into the ghost town, you can see the magnificent ghost castle towering into the sky in the middle of the ghost town at a glance. The ghost castle is brightly lit from the middle down, but it looks like a dead silence when you look up, which has always been the scene above However, Tang Jingxu couldn't figure out whether the guy had come back for a while, and he secretly wondered if he should find a chance to sneak up and have a look.

"Master, openly or unannounced?" Yin Liansheng asked aloud.

Turning his eyes away from the ghost castle, Tang Jingxu glanced at Yin Liansheng, then turned to scan around, resting his chin on the gorgeous sedan chairs being carried towards the ghost castle from time to time, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile "Let's keep a low profile. It's really not kind to disturb everyone's interest at first, and Hua'er's coquettish fox probably made them feel uncomfortable. Let's give Jiu Wan some face."

Yingli, who still kept three steps behind him, got a bowl of hot stinky tofu from nowhere, and ate Zhengxiang with a sigh of relief. When he heard Tang Jingxu's words, he didn't lift his face, and said vaguely: "The ghost king is also quite evil."

These words fell into Tang Jingxu's ears, and he immediately turned around and grinned at Yingli in agreement: "Isn't that right, it's not just a little bit of evil!"

Hearing this, Ying Li raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the corner of Tang Jingxu's raised mouth through the dense heat, and then threw himself into the bowl again with all his heart.

Seeing that Yingli stopped talking again, Tang Jingxu smiled, turned to look at Yin Liansheng, and asked nonchalantly, "Liansheng, what do you think of the ghost king?"

Tang Jingxu suddenly threw such a question to himself, Yin Liansheng couldn't help but feel a little confused, paused, looked back at Tang Jingxu calmly, and said: "I heard that the ghost king caused panic in the four worlds when he appeared in the world, but he entered the world soon after. There is no trace of the ghost castle, and although there are occasional appearances later, but every time, it just passes by in the outside world without doing anything. Moreover, the apprentice and the ghost king have never met before, so we have no opinion for the time being."

After listening to Yin Liansheng's words in silence, the smile on Tang Jingxu's face gradually disappeared. He squinted his eyes, and his eyes once again fell on the dark upper floor of the ghost castle. Amidst the noise of singing and dancing on the lower floor, the dead silence there seemed especially special. Standing out, in Tang Jingxu's eyes, even faintly tinged with loneliness and depression.

It is true that he caused panic in the four worlds when he was alive, but at that time he obviously only took the title of ghost king and did nothing else, but... in the eyes of those priests, he just didn't have time to do anything .

So, after the unreasonable panic, those so-called righteous heavenly priests put on a high hat that would eventually harm the common people on their own. This is... extremely ridiculous...

Thinking of this, Tang Jingxu sighed softly, even if... that person really wants to do something, what position should Tang Jingxu stand in to stop him?However, they were blocked in the end. When they met, they didn't say anything or ask anything, so they stopped...

reason?Of course there are, but I don't know if he will be too lazy to open his mouth and stab him with a sword when he bumps into it. After all... he owes too much.

Hearing that Tang Jingxu, who had always been heartless, sighed three times in a row for the first time, and then repeated it once, Yin Liansheng was surprised, his face was calm, and he waited quietly for him to speak.

After a while, Tang Jingxu finally recovered his thoughts, and shouted loudly to Chong Yingli: "Little San, don't eat it, I'm going to sneak into the ghost castle! It smells so bad, it's about to be lost!"

Before the words fell, the crowd was surrounded by a group of ghost guards patrolling the street holding spears. The leader was a ghost guard with a broken right arm. Sweeping over the faces of Yin Liansheng and Ying Li, but didn't notice Tang Jingxu, who took the opportunity to hide in Yin Liansheng's collar, his face showed a ruthless expression, and he snapped: "Which one doesn't have eyes, how dare you?" Threatening to sneak into the ghost castle?"

Guessing that the lingering smell of corpses has not dissipated, it has well covered up the smell of living people on his body, and successfully deceived these ghost messengers, Yin Liansheng calmly glanced at Ying who finally finished eating stinky tofu and was wiping his mouth Li, said to the ghost messenger as peacefully as possible: "It was not the two of us who threatened to sneak into the ghost castle, and the ghost messenger admitted his mistake."

Working in a place like a ghost city, there is no lack of violence on his body. The broken-armed ghost obviously didn't believe Yin Liansheng's words, so he pulled out his saber and put it on Yin Liansheng's neck without saying a word. The reprimand in his mouth became more and more severe: "Bold! How dare you speak nonsense!"

Unexpectedly, Yin Liansheng still had no fear on his face, he glanced at the knife on his neck indifferently, chuckled lightly, raised his eyes to look at the ghost guard, and there was a chilling spirit in his half-closed eyes. The ghost trembled, and the hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably.

Sensing the slight trembling of the blade, worried that the ghost guard would accidentally cut his skin, and the blood energy would spread in the ghost city and cause commotion. The ghost was so frightened that he froze in place, only to see Yin Liansheng raised his hand slowly, clamped the tip of the knife with two fingers, exerted lightly without changing his face, and heard a crisp sound of "clang", and the knife was broken by the waist up!

When the ghost messengers stared blankly, Yin Liansheng casually threw the finger-breaking knife with a smile on his face, and the broken knife went straight into the feet of the ghost messenger with a broken arm.

He lowered his head and looked at the broken knife pointing at his crotch, thin cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he just wanted to bite the bullet and say "presumptuous", when he saw Yin Liansheng stepped in front of him, raised his hand and pressed On his right shoulder, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth was as warm as a spring breeze.

However, the ghost messenger suddenly felt a weight like Mount Tai pressing down from his shoulders, which made him almost go limp and sit directly on the tip of the knife. He clenched his teeth and held his breath He blushed and had a thick neck, so he barely managed to keep his crotch. He swallowed, looked up at Yin Liansheng who looked down at him with a condescending smile, a chill penetrated from his scalp to his limbs, and suddenly felt that it could be called the devil's. He smiled, and the wordless awe conveyed from Yin Liansheng's quiet eyes forced him almost to kneel down and call "Father" on the spot.

"Master Ghost Emissary, since you have heard the voice, you should be able to distinguish whether the voice just now came from the mouth of the two of us, right? Forgive the two of us for not being able to accept this forced charge." Although Yin Liansheng There was still a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and his tone was so flat that there was no warmth at all.

Seeing that his subordinates were trembling with trepidation, the broken-armed ghost guard cursed in his heart, but on the surface he was timid, and did not dare to get mad at Yin Liansheng, so he could only follow Yin Liansheng's words and say: "Then please... ...the one behind you squeaks, so everyone can hear."

Seeing that the ghost messenger was quite interesting, Yin Liansheng relaxed, took a step back, looked back at Ying Li, and motioned for him to say something, but Ying Li blinked his eyes and didn't hold back a word for a long time. The ghost guards stretched their necks and waited for him to go down the steps before letting him go, but he just stood there with an innocent face and didn't speak, which made the ghost guards and the crowd of ghosts watching I have doubts.

Tang Jingxu, who was hiding in Yin Liansheng's clothes, was almost fainted by the stench of corpses that rose continuously with his body temperature. Why should Yingli have such a strange temperament that he can't speak without finding a point to pierce his heart? Rolling his eyes three times in a row, he gritted his back molars viciously, connected to Yingli's spiritual consciousness with the last bit of mana, first scolded his head and face, and then put down his harsh words in a vicious voice: "Still Do you want to dry up the little fish that Bai Zhou secretly hid?!"

Tang Jingxu had just uttered his harsh words here, when Yingli Liangliang's voice over there was extremely rare and powerful: "Give me a dozen dried fish!"

Finally heard that Ying left the mouth, the eager onlookers scattered instantly, the broken-arm ghost was deeply tired, waved his hand to signal his subordinates to put away their weapons and retreat, and let Yin Liansheng and Ying Li leave.

When the figures of the two gradually drifted away, the broken-armed ghost guard threw away the other half of the cut-off knife in his hand, pulled out the cigarette stick hanging from his waist, and took several quick puffs to calm down the depression in his heart.

He has been in this ghost city for more than 100 years. Although it sounds insignificant that he has only been in the small position of city tour leader in the past [-] years, he is still majestic most of the time. After all, he is working under the ghost king. Only a ghost dared to hop around on his old man's territory, even if it was a big boss from the demon world or a priest, most of them would shrink their necks.

This kind of anti-bullying situation was experienced once when he first came here 500 years ago.

At that time, the ghost city was still in the hands of the previous ghost king Jiuwan, and the ghost messenger with a broken arm hadn't broken his arm yet.

He clearly remembered that it was also a ghost city that day, and the man found the entrance of the ghost city from nowhere, dragging a long sword with a curly blade, his eyes were full of calm and fearless eyes exposed under the incomplete mask, and he was dressed in blood. The tattered robe, which was dyed reddish brown and couldn't see its original shape, walked slowly towards the ghost castle.

When he first entered the city defense team of the ghost city, he was eager to fight for success. When the seniors were forced to retreat by that person, he resolutely rushed forward. In just a moment, he saw his right arm was thrown into the air. Shoulder cut off.

The blood will not flow, after all, he died a long time ago, but the heart-piercing pain is real, but he can't even utter a cry of pain, the whole person is so frozen, He stared blankly at the man who glanced at him, before stepping into the ghost castle indifferently.

To be able to beheaded so scornfully and disdainfully, that person may not have even a trace of warmth left in his heart...

That night, the ghost town changed hands.

What shocked the Three Realms was that the original city lord, Jiu Wan, was willing to submit to him. What happened in the ghost castle, Jiu Wan kept silent, and the broken-armed ghost officer only heard Jiu Wan's murmur when he was drunk by chance: "He And a poor man."

How many people in this world who died tragically and turned into ghosts are not pitiful?

However, the big empty hole in the man's left chest, the ghost with a broken arm can't forget it, what a sad scene it must be, why worry and complain?

How can I suddenly think of that old thing?

The broken-armed ghost looked at Yin Liansheng who had disappeared around the corner, and the heart palpitations that had been dusty for a hundred years surged up again, with the same indifferent eyes, treating irrelevant people as nothing, and being merciful is probably just their disdain...

If it wasn't for the news from above that the Lord Ghost King had returned to the city and was retreating in the ghost castle, the ghost guards would even suspect that this person was the ghost king who had changed his skin.

Even if it wasn't Lord Ghost King, he dared to conclude that the horror that this person hides under his gentle appearance is enough to make people shudder.

I'm afraid that there will be another sudden change in the wind and cloud...

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