The town of 1912 is opposite the 1912 cemetery, which is only three kilometers apart.

The captain of the basketball team took Wang Po and them out of the 1912 cemetery and went to the 1912 town, where they rested on the leisure street at the entrance of the town.

Wang Po sat directly in the small park on the side of the leisure street, practicing Tai Chi breathing and mixed yuan qigong.

The first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts and Dai Xiaorui went to a café on the leisure street to have coffee and chat.

Lone Star went straight into an Internet café, where he was playing an online game and went to the Internet café whenever he had a break.

The captain of the basketball team, a fitness enthusiast, went to a nearby gym.

The five of them made an appointment, gathered at the 1912 cemetery before one o'clock in the morning, and went to go about their own business.

Whew!

Wang Po breathed rhythmically, and gradually, a faint mist shrouded him.

Bite!

Zhengmeng's WeChat group is lively!

Wang Po casually opened the Zhengmeng WeChat group on his mobile phone, and saw that it was a wave of red envelope rain, it turned out that the group owner had sent a soul disciple advanced task, he pondered for a moment, and also sent a red envelope of 800 yuan, writing "The last Taoist priest in Shang Zhou +187", and then closed WeChat and continued to practice Tai Chi breathing method.

The night in the town of 1912 was very cold, and gradually there were no pedestrians in the small park, only Wang Po sat cross-legged on the ground to practice.

Call!

The north wind is howling!

A cold wind blew towards Wang Po, who was sitting there, and the yang energy on Wang Po's body was rolling, quickly dispelling the cold breath.

It was 12:30 a.m.

Wang set the alarm clock, heard the alarm clock on his mobile phone, and immediately got up and walked towards the nearest café.

"Xiao Guan Gong, here. Dai Xiaorui and the first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts in the café saw Wang Po and immediately greeted him.

"Wow! Xiao Guan Gong, come to my shop. It's still with Dai, it's really brilliant. A beautiful store manager smiled at Wang Po.

Wang Pohui smiled and said to Dai Xiaorui and the first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts: "It's time for us to go to the cemetery." ”

"Okay!

Dai Xiaorui settled the account.

The three of them galloped all the way, and soon came to the 1912 cemetery and went to the appointment room.

The Heavenly Scar and the captain of the basketball team have changed into ancient clothes and are waiting in the interview room.

When Wang Po saw the captain of the basketball team for the first time, he thought that an ancient person was sitting there, and smiled: "The captain looks like a ghost!"

"It's like a ghost!" the captain of the basketball team smiled heartily, "We're going to step into the underworld in a while, and to be honest, I'm really nervous, even though this is the second time I've entered the underworld, I'm still nervous." ”

"Then this is the first time we have entered the underworld, and we are not even more nervous. Wang Po didn't show a nervous look.

The captain of the basketball team looked at Wang Po and said: "Xiao Guan Gong, your calmness does not match your age, a senior high school student like you should still be a hairy boy, an age when you are easy to act impulsively, how do I think you are old and steady in everything you do." ”

Wang Po explained: "I have been a thief with my dead ghost uncle since I was a child.... Oh no, exploring the tombs and developing the character I have now, to be honest, I really haven't been afraid of anything since I was a child. When I was eight years old, a cousin died, and my cousin usually loved me the most, and I was afraid that he would be lonely in the coffin, so I chatted with him for two nights until he was buried. ”

The four of them suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies.

"You three men go first, we're going to change our clothes. Dai Xiaorui smiled sweetly at the three men.

The captain of the basketball team immediately walked out with a straight face, but Wang Po and Tiansha Lone Star had a little regret on their faces when they walked out, and they couldn't wait to stay in the room to watch them change their clothes, just to change their clothes outside, not to change their clothes inside, so there was really no need to kick them out of the room.

Wang Po directly changed into an ancient costume outside.

The five of them changed their clothes and waited in the interview room.

1 a.m.!

By the time the five walked out of the interview room, the world before them had changed dramatically.

The cemetery is now a noisy world, with pavilions, streets, ancient houses, and entertainment venues rising from the ground, full of laughter and laughter.....

Except for the captain of the basketball team, the four of them were shocked by the world in front of them, and it was the first time they had come into contact with the world of the underworld so closely.

"Don't look at it, beware of being blinded by ghosts. The captain of the basketball team looked at the Heavenly Demon Lone Star and looked at a beautiful female ghost in the underworld with an obsessive look, and immediately reminded him.

Tiansha Lone Star only felt like a basin of cold water poured on the top of his head, and immediately sobered up a little, looked away, and hung his head in embarrassment.

The captain of the basketball team led the way in front, slowly walking inside on the side of the netherworld.

On the periphery of the underworld is a pine forest, and most of the people of the underworld walk around the streets of the underworld, near their houses, and few people walk to the edge of the pine forest.

Along the way, the five of them did not encounter a few people from the underworld, and there were no dangers along the way.

"Stop!" the captain of the basketball team whispered.

The five stopped.

All around was the sound of pine branches and leaves fluttering in the wind and the sound of distant netherworlds.

The pine forest was full of ghosts, and ten of them came out of the underworld and confronted the five captains of the basketball team.

"Want to enter our world, seek death!" said one of the ten underworlds.

"Friends of the underworld, we have only been ordered to investigate a matter, and we have no intention of offending you. The captain of the basketball team threw a fist at the ten underworlds.

"Get out of our world!"

"Get out of here! Our world doesn't allow you bastards to enter. ”

"If you don't get out, you'll stay here forever. ”

"These ten people of hell want to turn us into ghosts. One person stares at two ghosts. The captain of the basketball team whispered a man-marking tactic.

Wang Po pointed to the two people in the underworld.

Dai Xiaorui, the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, and the first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts each pointed to the underworld people they were targeting.

"Up!"

The tower-like figure of the basketball team captain rushed towards the two underworld people with a hungry tiger pounced on food, and his fists directly hit the two underworld people.

Bang bang!

The two underworld people were struck and immediately reached out and grabbed the flesh of the basketball team captain, grabbing out blood marks one after another.

Almost at the moment when the captain of the basketball team left, Wang Po waved the Guan Gong knife in his hand and slashed directly at the two underworlds.

Dai Xiaorui pulled out a soft whip from her waist and rolled it towards the two underworld people she was in charge of monitoring.

The first genius of the Academy of Fine Arts took out a paintbrush made of special metal and pointed at the underworld man she was watching.

Lone Star pulled out a dagger from his waist and slashed at the underworld man he was targeting.

The captain of the basketball team let out a loud shout, and with a punch blasted a netherworld man out of the air, grabbing another nether man with both hands and tearing off the arms of the netherworld.