The fog seems to have slowed down.In the middle, people thought of many methods, using talismans, using magic tools, passing torches in, stirring knives in, and even pushing people in, the same, without the slightest change, and the ripples could not be set off at all.When the fog closes down a little, the person retreats a little.Soon, dozens of remnants of the cultists were squeezed into a palm-sized place in front of the wooden building."
Young master, it's not a way to go on like this."
One person pointed to the tattered wooden building in front of him, "That building has not changed in the fog, so it is better to go in and avoid it." ”"No."
The old man immediately spoke out against it."
Tonight, it is clear that Yan Xinglie deliberately lured me to wait here, there must be fraud in the building!"
As the voice fell, the speed at which the dense fog closed suddenly increased.The people on the edge were caught off guard and swallowed in.The frightened man could not bear it, and he raised his feet and rushed into the building.Someone took the lead, and the crowd immediately surged, and even if some people were suspicious, they were dragged into the building by the crowd.………… Cheng Liang entered the building, and for a moment, it felt as if he had buried his head in the water.Then, the sudden light made him unable to open his eyes, only squinting to glimpse some colorful images, and some singing, tunes, and shouts faintly sounded in his ears......
At first, it seemed to be far away in the sky, but in the blink of an eye, it filled my ears, and I only felt that I was in it.Gradually, he opened his eyes, and he was surprised to find that there were the expected gloomy dilapidated old mansions around him, and what he saw was: a clear lobby, neatly arranged tables, chairs and benches, a friendly smile behind the counter, a running hall shuttling between seats, a chattering scholar, a martial artist drinking and boxing, playing and singing some of the Youling of the Riba people, and even a yellow dog wagging his tail and begging under the table......
This is clearly an inn in the downtown area, and it can be called a prosperous business.Distraction?
Cheng Liang touched the table of eight immortals beside him, felt the rough texture of the tabletop, and took a deep breath, his nose was full of the smell of food and wine.What the eyes see, what the ears hear, what the nose smells, what the hands touch, the texture of life almost comes to the face.This conjecture was quickly overturned by himself.But in an instant, from ruins to a downtown area, from a ruined building to an inn, if it weren't for a trick, what would it be?
He couldn't help but glance back.The sky outside the door is just right, and the street is full of pedestrians.…………………… Cheng Liang already agreed with the old man's statement in his heart.It's a trap.But where is Yan Xinglie, who set the trap?
He looked up, unexpectedly, Yan Xinglie and his entourage did not hide, but blatantly sat in the opposite corner by the window, the white sheep transformed into the saint was rudely stuffed under the table, and there was a big table of wine and food on the table, and the three of them were drinking wine and watching the excitement here.The more fearless this is, the less Cheng Liang dares to act rashly."
Guest, point out or stay in the hotel?"
Suddenly, a voice interjected next to Leng Buding, he silently tightened the charm in his arms, and then he looked at it with a false eye, but the shopkeeper didn't know when he came out of the counter to his side, bent over, but tried his best to raise his face, and smiled like a white dough, which seemed flattering and funny.Cheng Liang didn't dare to be careless at all, his mind was racing and thinking about how to deal with it, when he felt a tightness on his shoulders, his body staggered, and he was brutally squeezed away, and a fat monk and a thin Taoist were stuck in front of him.Thief vulture!
He was about to get angry, but his expression moved, but he sneered and retreated into the crowd.This place is very wicked!
Since there are these two reckless men, they are ready to explore a way.He quietly looked at the team of "his own people", and the hundreds of White Lotus Sect disciples were tossed around by the mist, and there were only about twenty people left, except for a few crooked melons and cracked dates under his command to see the wind and make the rudder fast, most of the rest were left path masters brought by the White Lotus Left Envoy.At the moment, they are all staring at the monks who are coming out, either sneering or silently, all of them are making calculations like beams.…………………… This monk is fat and thin, and it seems that there is a huge difference in appearance, but they are actually two brothers, both of whom are monks, but they are obscene monks and demons who "do not cultivate good fruits in their lives, and only love to kill people and set fires".The two brothers have always been rampant in the Hebei territory, and they are famous and domineering figures, this time they were pulled by the White Lotus Left Envoy to this plum rain land in the south of the Yangtze River, and they were tossed back and forth for a whole night.The thin man had a gloomy temperament, and only pinched the rat's whiskers and sneered.The fat monk had a violent temper and was the first to attack."
Bearded thief!
It can make the Buddha eat a night of cold rain!
”While scolding, he was about to come forward and fight.At this moment, the shopkeeper moved and blocked in front of the monk."
Guest, point out or stay in the hotel?"
Cheng Liang was in good spirits.Here it comes!
………… Unexpectedly, the fat monk who seemed to be reckless did not make a move immediately, but glanced at the people behind him with contempt.It turned out that this monk was not ignorant of his accomplices' thoughts, but he just felt that his mana was strong and had no fear.He opened his mouth, looked the store up and down many times, shook the flesh on his face, suddenly burst out, and slapped the shopkeeper's head with a palm."
Click!"
There was a crunch.The shopkeeper's neck snapped, and a head dangled behind his shoulder.He staggered back two steps, but instead of falling down, he stood firm, and raised his hand to hold his head."
Click, click, click......" in the sound of bones rubbing against each other.Little by little, the shopkeeper slowly straightened his head, and at the end, it tightened as if he were screwing, and put on that funny and flattering posture and smile."
Guest, point out or stay in the hotel?"
……………… Sure enough, it's not human!
Rightfully so, no one is surprised."
Evil obstacles, dare to let go in front of the Buddha!"
The fat monk was mentally prepared, so he just sneered and took off a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and hit him with a round split.The white beads are the size of a little baby's fist, and there is a strong wind mixed between the rotations.If you listen carefully, you can hear the shrill cry from the sound of breaking the air.This is not an ordinary wooden bead, but a white bone relic refined by a secret method, beating people's blood to eliminate bones, and fighting ghosts will scatter the soul, it is the murder weapon of this evil monk's bloody debt."
Smack."
There was a muffled sound.The beads smashed firmly on the door of the shop's head.However."
Ugh."
The shopkeeper screamed softly, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.The Buddha beads bounced high, and then scattered all over the place.The monk's eyes widened, the thin Taoist tore off his beard, and the White Lotus Sect was even more silent, only the noise around them was still there."
Well, don't you throw things around?"
The shopkeeper complained, hooked down and picked up the scattered Buddhist beads."
Please also take care of the villain's sprinkling."
After speaking, after picking up the Buddha beads, he had to return them to the monk.The monk didn't pick it up, and it didn't either, it only made a fat face red."
Poof."
A sneer, extremely harsh.The monk looked angrily, but the laughing scholar shook his wine glass at him, turned his head to talk to Li Changan, and let go of his voice just as he spoke, obviously talking to others."
Dao Chief, do you know where this place is?""
But I don't know.""
This place seems to be real and illusory, half in the netherworld and half in the world.Therefore, ordinary mortal spells, when they come here, they are all rootless and have no effect......
It is wonderful and mysterious, but in fact, it is often found in the world. ”Li Changan shook his head and smiled: "Don't be a striker." ”"Ghost City."
This answer obviously couldn't convince the people of the White Lotus Sect, and the great monk even scolded him."
Fart."
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And don't blame them for scoffing.The "ghost market" is a group of ghosts who linger in a certain place according to their habits before death, forming a piece of ghosts.It's really common in this troubled world, and everyone in the field is also an old Jianghu, and demons and monsters often deal with each other, how can a ghost market be so dangerous?
!
The great monk only acted as a scholar and talked nonsense and ridiculed him.The little anger suppressed by the defeat was ignited again in the blink of an eye.He stepped forward suddenly, and his figure suddenly skyrocketed, and the clothes on his body cracked, revealing bronze-colored skin, which had already used the Vajra Phase.If the spell doesn't work, then use brute force!
His eyes were torn."
The Buddha demolished your old ghost first!"
After that, he bent his fingers and claws, and in the blink of an eye he had buckled on the door of the shop's head, and the green tendons on his hands burst out, as if they were made of steel and iron, just waiting to be pinched lightly, and the storage was like a rotten watermelon, and the juice was flying.However."
It turns out that the monk is not a guest."
The shopkeeper sighed faintly, and saw that he only flicked his hand, and the "Fat King Kong" spun with the spinning top, and then reached out and grabbed the back of the monk's neck, and finally threw it out of the door with a gentle throw.The transformation happened too quickly, and the thin Taoist priest didn't have time to save the monk, so he hurriedly played a "spell", and then heard another soft sigh in his ear."
It's a Taoist priest and not a guest."
It was a whirlwind of the world, and when I came back to my senses, the person was already on the long street outside the building, and all the people in pain all over their bodies.He struggled to get up, but found that his hands and feet could not move, and he looked in a panic, and it turned out that pedestrians on the street had surrounded him and held him hands and feet."
Smack."
A few drops of fishy liquid landed on his nose.He looked up.A thin and pale old man grabbed his hair in a bun, a pair of white and black eyes stared at him, and a trace of saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.His mind went blank, and he turned his face helplessly, only to see the shopkeeper waving his hand lightly.Suddenly.Pedestrian......
No!
The group of ghosts is like wild dogs snatching food, you want an arm, I want a heart, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them were eaten, and then they dispersed in a hurry, hiding in a dark corner, and there was some gnawing sound of laughter.And the long street outside the gate was soon filled with new pedestrians.The sky is just right, the pedestrians are weaving, and everything is still the same.Only a large pile of blood in front of the door, slowly seeping into the cracks of the stone slabs.The shopkeeper turned his head again, smiling funny and flattering."
Guest, it's better to stay in the hotel."