Not paying attention to Bai Ye's expression, Hua Yun looked around, as if he wanted to determine whether there was still filth.

The surroundings were quiet, only the heartbeat and breathing of the two brought some different echoes to the silent night.

The man in the white coat breathed a sigh of relief, obviously relieved.

"It seems that Wang He's guy should have dealt with all the filth here, too, with that man's cautious character, don't even want to hide from a mouse under his nose. ”

Hua Yun turned his head to look at Bai Ye, put his hands into the white coat, shook his head, and said.

"Let's go, Sunglasses Kid, tell me how you got here. ”

"My name is White Night. ”

"Okay, I know, your name is Bai Ye, then let's talk while we go. ”

Bai Ye smiled, at least this person knew how to call his name.

Along the way, he will come to S City, enter the simple food to eat, and after telling Hua Yun about the matter of straying into the enchantment, the man in the white coat jumped up.

"Tell me again, what's the name of that store?"

"Jane Food, is there any problem?"

"Are you sure that the boss's name is Jian Zhou?"

"I guess so, that's what I heard another old man who drank to call him. ”

Hua Yun had a look of sudden realization on his face, and asked with some indignation.

"Did he say anything strange to you before you left, and did you enter here as soon as you left his shop?"

Bai Ye nodded and replied.

"When he left, I asked me to be careful, saying that this is a ghost capital after all, and I wanted to turn around and ask him what he meant, but I found that I couldn't open the door of his shop, and at that time, I guess I had already entered the enchantment. ”

Hua Yun became excited, grabbing his messy black hair with his right hand.

"That must be a ghost of him! That old stubborn must be trying to make you give up the idea of stepping into the yin and yang realm, so let you feel the danger and horror here in advance, so that you can retreat from the difficulty! What is still too late, there is still plenty of time! Ah, I know, he said that it is too late to let you give up now! Old bastard!"

Bai Ye has always felt that the shopkeeper is a good person, but now this person is talking about people behind his back, which makes him a little curious, but this is not something he wants to consider.

It's just that the white-coated man said that he retreated from the difficulties, which made him foggy.

"What do you mean by retreating?"

"You don't understand, that's because..."

The excited man glanced at Bai Ye and suddenly calmed down.

"Forget it, it's not something you need to know now, I'll go to that person later to settle accounts!"

Bai Ye looked at him gritting his teeth, and knew that he couldn't waste his tongue on this issue anymore, so he asked instead.

"By the way, why does he call S City a ghost capital?"

Hua Yun was stunned for a moment, his mouth opened, he stopped talking, and finally replied with a sigh.

"Anyway, you'll always know, there's no point in concealing it, so I'll tell you, the reason why S City is called the ghost capital is because here, there will be a large-scale filth disaster every night!"

"Scourge?"

Seeing Bai Ye's puzzled expression, the man raised his eyebrows and said.

"You really don't know anything, as the name suggests, the filth is a disaster caused by the gathering of a certain number of filth, do you think there is already a lot of filth chasing you? Of course, it is indeed a lot, but if you put it in the entire S City, it is estimated that it is not even a tenth. ”

Hiss~

Bai Ye gasped, so many disgusting monsters appeared densely like cockroaches, it made people shudder to think about it.

"Compared to other areas, the amount of filth produced in S City is unusually large, do you know how long it will take to put such a large amount of filth in other areas?"

Bai Ye shook his head, only to see the man in the white coat stretch out a finger.

"One month! In other areas, if you want to gather so much filth, it will take a full month, but in S City, it only takes one night, so many filths will be gathered, and what is even more incredible is that this situation is not on a specific day, but every night, this terrible incidence of filth has made countless onmyoji avoid it, and over time, the name of this ghost capital has been quietly planted in the hearts of everyone. ”

"That's really scary, but I don't think the lives of ordinary people in S City have been affected?"

Crowding is Bai Ye's first impression of S City, but crowding is also synonymous with prosperity for the city.

"Under normal circumstances, it is indeed impossible not to be affected, and the reason why this situation occurs is because of its existence!"

Hua Yun stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky, but Bai Ye knew that he was not referring to the sky above his head, but-

"Barriers. ”

"Yes, in order to deal with this situation in the ghost capital, the dean of the Heavenly Council took the lead, gathered the strength of the three parties, and used the thirteen Mingshen bells as a guide to lay down this enchantment covering the entire S City-Burial Realm.

Filth cannot appear under the sun, and after seven o'clock every night, it is the period when they erupt, and at seven o'clock every night in S City, thirteen Mingshen bells ring one after another, activating the burial realm and isolating the present world, so as to avoid the scourge of filth to the present world.

At the same time, the three parties of the barrier will send personnel to clean up the filth in the barrier. ”

Bai Ye couldn't help but smile and nodded.

"I have another question, since the filth has been quarantined, why do you have to send people to clean it up? Although these things seem to be easy to deal with, it is impossible to guarantee that there will be no casualties at all, right? If there is a real situation where someone dies, isn't it more than worth the loss?"

When Hua Yun heard this, his expression darkened, and it seemed that Bai Ye's question had touched his sore spot.

As if in the process of organizing the wording, it took him a while before he replied.

"You're right, but someone has to do it, it's only the lowest level of existence, the harm is only in a huge number, and a single individual is very easy to deal with, as long as you are not surrounded by them, then basically there is not much threat, and the damage to the city is very limited.

But if they are left alone, there is a possibility that they will devour each other in their group, and then a higher-level existence, Spirit, will appear, which is not something that ordinary Onmyoji can deal with.

To take the simplest example, the actions of the filthy are entirely instinctive, and even if there is a perception of fear, they will eventually act according to instinct. But the spirit is different, the psychology of fear will overcome its instincts, it will choose to hibernate and will choose targets that can be devoured, which makes it much more difficult to destroy them, and the probability of casualties also increases. ”

"You mean, they have wisdom?"

"You can understand it this way, but if we have wisdom alone, it won't make us so jealous, the key is that the power of the spirit can be said to be very different from the filth, which is why we don't want them to appear. What's more..."

Hua Yun was a little jealous, shook his head, and didn't say anything further, the interesting Bai Ye naturally wouldn't ask, and looked around, the two of them had already walked out of the alleyway and came to the center of the city.

At this moment, there was a throbbing in Bai Ye's heart, and the ground began to shake slightly.

Hua Yun was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned his head to look at the north, where a firelight was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

"Wang He?"

...

Wang He waved his hand into the air, the ground was blazing with fire, the filthy corpses were turned into ashes, and he looked around with a somewhat ugly face, there were still a large number of filthy stumps and broken bodies, like a hellish scene.

Three hundred meters away, there was a group of people, tall and short, fat and thin, men and women, old and young, wearing a variety of clothes, and each of them present had something shaped like a weapon in their hands, or on their backs, or on their waists, or on the sides of their legs, and even on the top of their heads.

And behind everyone's clothes, a pattern of swords and guns intersecting on a ghost's head tells their origins.

"The Devils..."

Wang He was a little upset, everything really didn't go well today, and his plan was disrupted again!

And although the group of people saw Wang He's arrival, they didn't pay attention to it, and they were still noisy over there.

"I killed ninety-seven filth this time, who has more than me?"

"I didn't even kill a hundred, and I dared to shout? I hanged a hundred and thirty-four. ”

"I'm sorry, old ghost, I happen to have three more than you. ”

"What are you guys? There are at least two hundred filth that have been crushed to death by my ghost weapon!"

"Hey, I said, was it crushed to death by your ghost weapon, or was it crushed to death by you?"

When everyone heard this, they burst out laughing.

Except for them, nearly half of them still did not speak, or bowed their heads and did not speak, or laughed at the noise of the crowd, or wiped their weapons.

At this time, there was a person who rushed out of the crowd, looking out of place with them, the wide black hoodie hid his entire upper body, and he couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman, and at this moment he was looking left and right, and his head covered by the black hat was raised into the air, as if he was sniffing something.

An ice-blue Tang knife pinned to his waist attracted Wang He's attention, making him frown and mutter.

"Who could he be at the helm of the ghost knife?"

Seeing him rushing out of the crowd, some people around began to talk.

"How many more did Mingxin kill this time?"

A person next to him looked around, as if seeking verification.

"I guess there are at least a thousand. ”

"Wouldn't it, there are so many?"

"Not really, it's only going to get more and more. ”

"You didn't kill it, what are you doing?"

"You know a fart, this is called honor!"

A middle-aged man who also had a black Tang knife on his waist walked up to the person named Mingxin and asked.

"Can you still find any trace of it?"

The black-hatted man shook his head.

The middle-aged man frowned and continued.

"If you slashed it, it must have been seriously injured and urgently needed to devour the filth, or the spirit remains of the Onmyoji to recover itself, can you roughly determine where it is going?"

The black-hatted man nodded, stretched out a white right hand, and pointed to the south.

The middle-aged man followed his fingers and looked over, only to see Wang He walking towards them menacingly, and where he passed, the filthy corpses around him instantly ignited a raging fire and turned into ashes, his face was torn apart, and his mouth muttered.

"It's probably impossible to pretend not to see it, and you have to be lectured again. ”

There was still a distance of fifty meters from each other, Wang He took a deep breath, and his voice sounded instantly.

"Ming Ren, how many times have I told you that you must deal with the aftermath after dealing with filth!"

The roar mixed with Lingwei instantly suppressed the noise of everyone, and those who were not strong only felt their heads buzzing.

Ming Ren sighed, and the Tang knife on his waist let out a crisp roar, emitting a spiritual might, stopping Wang He's might.

Some of the people behind him suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.

"When can he change his habit of snorting every time they meet?"