"This is one of several alternative passages. Qin Meiren said: "This is Niangniang's big deal, the slave family can only make small adjustments on it, and other passages, officials will be in the same danger." ”

"Not a reason. ”

Qin Meiren was silent for a moment and said, "The slave family also knows a few dim sum that are as delicious as peanut crisp. ”

As she spoke, she paused, looked at Ghost Cry's serious expression, and added, "It's all based on peanuts." ”

Ghost Cry put the last piece of armor on the Iron Armor of the Soul, then put it on, stood up, and pressed the brim of his hat: "Forget it, forgive you." ”

After resting, move again.

There was Qin Meiren leading the way ahead, and the ghost cry simply extinguished the candle. The cat bent over his waist and walked along the hole dug by the beautiful centipede.

The centipede beauty has been here for many years, leaving behind one passage after another that connects one space after another.

Trample the ground vigorously to drive the rats away.

Trampling on a few bed bugs, brushing away the cobwebs in front of him, the ghost cry through a small gap and finally came to a room.

It looks like such a daughter's boudoir. A huge bronze mirror, worth a lot of money, is quietly placed in front of the dresser.

A jade pillow, placed at the head of the bed, was covered with a thick layer of ash.

Ghost Cry looked at the top of his head, a little worried that this place would suddenly collapse, and asked, "How far is it?"

"It's here. ”

"Arrived?"

"Right up there?"

Overhead, above the wardrobe, there is a hole.

Devil Cry flipped up, walked through the hole, and saw a very small space up there.

All around, it was dark and dreary, and the devil cried and touched the dirt, stones, rubble, wood, and straw.

He crawled forward, but fortunately he had the help of the big mouth, otherwise it would have been a problem to carry that long knife.

Drilling forward again, Ghost Cry almost suspected that he had become a mouse, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

A huge space appeared in front of me.

Overhead, it was pitch black, and the top could not be seen. Below, it is surrounded by houses, and in the middle, the ornate City God Temple stands out from the crowd.

A miserable green ghost fire replaced the lantern. And around, Yin soldiers patrol here in groups. Here, it is clearly a huge dungeon.

It's just that there are no residents, no hustle and bustle, and some are just slaughtered. Every Yin soldier is like a machine, patrolling according to a fixed route, without a trace of slackness or passion.

"Where is my goal?"

"Yes. Qin Meiren hid behind Ghost Cry, only showing a face on the wall, carefully hiding herself.

"Tell me what's there. ”

"The slave family only knows some of the peripheral conditions, the outermost part, there are groups of Yin soldiers guarding, and some inside, there are ghosts and fierce ghosts. In the innermost, even the matchmaker has never entered, she just feels the danger outside. ”

"Understood. ”

Ghost Cry carried the long knife, took a deep breath, and jumped from it.

With a soft thud, it landed on the roof.

Then, more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked this way.

Then, the hordes of Yin soldiers raised their bows and arrows.

Above, Qin Meiren, who was observing, covered her forehead hard, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Whoosh ......

Sharp arrows struck, and the ghost cried to meet the flying arrows and rushed forward.

Arrows are not ordinary arrows, they are between the unreal and the real, and the trajectory of the shot is straight, so it is very accurate. And the power is comparable to that of ordinary arrows, enough to shoot people.

The bell, shaking violently, makes a rapid ringing sound. As the bell rings, evil thoughts spread.

The arrows began to become illusory, distorted, fast and slow. In the circle after circle, because the evil thoughts are like the sound waves of substance, they are constantly blurred.

Finally, the arrow struck Devil Cried, and then, like a drop of water hitting the rock, the arrow shattered to pieces.

The ghost cried and stomped heavily on the eaves, and the tiles shattered. He leapt to his feet, his long knife held high.

With a "snort", a Yin soldier was split in half with a knife.

Immediately after, it turned into a little starlight and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The surrounding Yin soldiers are not having a good time. In the continuous ringing of bells, puffs of black smoke came out, and the body became more and more transparent.

Evil thoughts, it's too restrained for ghosts like them, whether it's a ghost cry attacking them, or they attacking a ghost cry, the result is the same.

Seeing this, the ghost cried and his spirit was greatly boosted, and his confidence was greatly increased, and he did not dodge at all, and went on a rampage on the road.

The Yin soldiers rushed over silently and silently.

Ghost Cry greeted him fearlessly, and then wave after wave of Yin soldiers, directly killed, under the weakening of evil thoughts, one by one with paper paste is really nothing, a little rubbed a little, was lightly touched, and dissipated between heaven and earth, touching porcelain is not so pompous as them, and only the legendary master disciples, can be comparable to them.

More than a dozen horsemen suddenly rushed out of the oblique thorns, and the big guns shook, and the head of the gun was pointed at the ghost crying.

Ghost Cry turned his head to look, his eyes shining with evil thoughts. The first horse in the lead suddenly exploded, and then quickly became transparent.

More than a dozen cavalry soldiers turned into phantoms and crashed into Ghost Cry, and then, turned into stars and fluttered in the wind.

Qin Meiren's eyes widened, she looked down in a daze, and her whole body trembled slightly. This restraint is really too scary.

Those Yin soldiers have no power to resist in the face of ghost crying. Let Ghost Cry kill all the way through like a bamboo, but it hasn't left even a little scar on Ghost Cry.

As soon as she thought so, a large gun stabbed Devil Cry in the cheek.

A drop of blood fell, and the spear collapsed along with its owner.

Ghost Cry raised his head and looked ahead.

Ahead, is the gate of the City God Temple.

More than a dozen ghosts came up to them, and the chains flew out with a clatter.

The chains intertwined, forming a large net, and the head immediately shrouded the devil crying.

Devil Cry only made a single slash, and then the large net of iron chains broke through the middle and shattered all over the ground.

The ghost cries and continues to move forward, the ghost is not a yin soldier, they are smarter, so they all look shocked and retreat in a panic.

The bell rang, and circles of sound waves spread out. As soon as the ghosts touched the sound waves, their bodies could not help but shake, and then they became transparent, dreamlike, and no longer real.

With one scream, the ghosts scattered and fled. Ghost Cry was no longer hindered, and walked up the stone stairs with his feet, through the gate, across the front yard, and directly pushed the door in.

The statue of the city god enshrined is now gone.

In its place, a huge mass of wriggling flesh remained.

Just as soon as I saw it, I couldn't help but feel all kinds of distractions rising from my heart.

No disease, no pain, no life, no fighting, no war, no disaster, no labor, you have food when you are hungry, you have a bed to sleep on, and every day is sunny......

The scenes are deeply imprinted in the mind of the ghost crying.

Serene, harmonious and happy, every scene is the fairyland that countless people in the legend yearn for. Just blend in and be a part of it, and it's all possible.

Ghost Cry closed his eyes, and the puppet took a step, walking uncontrollably towards this huge mass of flesh and blood, and when there was still half of it, Ghost Cry suddenly stopped, opened his eyes and asked, "You say, if there is such a place, will it be boring." ”

The waistband of his waist raised his head and nodded vigorously.