In the battle with those onmyoji, I spent a lot of strength, and I didn't pay attention, but in the end, I still let the illusion temporarily cover my original memory.

Now the ghost gate is about to connect the two worlds again, and the old ghost trapped in the gap between the two worlds is about to return.

Everything around them turned dark, and the thick yin qi and the remaining power of the seal continued to collide, and the huge power generated was expanding the cracks underground.

A rather powerful suction force appeared in the dark out, and the frequency of the appearance of the golden seal decreased significantly.

When the infinite darkness enveloped me, I felt a chill that I had never felt before.

My body was constantly falling, falling and falling until I appeared in a place where I could not continue to descend.

It is not flat ground, and there is nothingness beneath my feet, and wherever I look, there is no light at the end of it.

There is no heat, no air, similar to a vacuum.

This is the gap between the two worlds, looking up, you can see the human world on the sky, but through a very strong barrier, you can't see anything clearly.

Looking down, it was a piece of black oppression, and the yin qi was seeping up from below, giving the old ghost's cultivation together.

In this strange and unacceptable space, I met the old ghosts.

The appearance of the old ghost is just an old man who has run out of oil and lamps, and he is in his old age, with only a few sparse red hairs on the top of his head.

This old ghost's belly is very large, like a pregnant woman who is pregnant in October, and the neck is extremely thin, about the thickness of an ordinary person's hand and neck.

His eyes were like coals, red and palpitating.

The old ghost's mouth opened, and the suction came from his big mouth.

Whether it was yin qi or stones and debris falling from above, it all entered his mouth.

Even so, his expression was still quite greedy, as if so many things could not fill his belly.

I could tell that the red-haired old ghost was a starving ghost, usually transformed from the soul of a starving person.

The resentment of the hungry ghost is already very heavy, and the hungry ghost who has no cultivation can be regarded as a powerful ghost, and ordinary people basically have no way to survive when they encounter it, but the hungry ghost who appears in front of me now is different.

His resentment was even deeper, for thousands of years, he had been trapped here, without any food, let alone meat, even if it was cold and hard stones, and hot coals. He couldn't get it, all he could get here was yin energy, and nothingness that would never make him feel.

There are not many ghosts in the underworld who can return to the yang world, and there are only a few sources of strength that support them and give them, and resentment is one of the better ones.

A starving ghost who craves food all the time, trapped in the cracks for thousands of years, has no way of measuring the depth of his resentment.

In addition, this starving ghost has been absorbing yin qi every day in order to go to the yang world, and after so many years, a pig can become a sperm, not to mention a hungry ghost who is already very resentful.

But this guy is not a ghost king, he is still a thin line away from the realm of the ghost king.

The ghost king is the honorific position of the master of cultivation among the ghosts, and the ghosts who can cultivate to this level are quite rare, and the Ten Palaces Yan Jun is one of the best, and so is the bull head and horse face.

This starving ghost has become a half-ghost king, or a pseudo-ghost king, and there is no record in the ghost books of this realm.

But the only thing that can be determined is that this guy corresponds to the Jindan realm among human monks, and he is still the highest in the Jindan realm.

I thought that after my breakthrough, I would be able to change the previous decadent situation, not to mention killing all sides, and I could handle most things and deal with most of the situations, but now, I don't know what's going on, and all kinds of powerful things are emerging in an endless stream.

I stood/floated in the void, watching the starving ghost frantically devour what had fallen from the human world.

The doctors, nurses, and patients in the hospital did not escape, and they were sucked by the suction force and fell into the mouth of the starving ghost.

I just watched, watched, and suddenly, I realized that this situation was very abnormal, first, I was not devoured by this half-ghost king, and second, I couldn't move.

When I realized this, the spell barrier that had been placed in my mind disintegrated in an instant.

Only then did I recall that what I was experiencing now was not real at all, it was a fantasy.

Suddenly, the crow of 'quack' rang in my ears.

The crow's cry was rapid, as if urging something.

With the crow's call, everything around is melting, similar to ice cream melting.

The darkness around you melts away like chocolate ice cream, flowing from top to bottom.

The illusion just vanished, revealing the reality behind the illusion.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself still standing on the concrete steps, surrounded by a few people who were gone.

I was still thinking about them, I thought we would be in the same illusion, but now it seems that this is not the case.

It's even more possible that I haven't come back to the present, and it's another illusion.

Just then, I heard a snoring sound behind me.

The snoring was quite loud, and I hurried down the stairs, only to find that Bian Cannon and Huang Bawang were lying on the ground, hugging each other in a rather unsightly manner.

These two people are both five big and three thick men, and the impact of hugging each other can be imagined.

To describe the scene I saw with insufficient spicy eyes, Lao Bai was even more miserable, he was pressed under the ass by two strong men and turned into a wolfskin mattress.

I raised my phone undisciplinedly, took pictures of the scene with spicy eyes, and then woke them up one by one.

Bian Pao was the first to wake up, he rubbed his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the big face of Huang Bawang.

"What the hell!" he shouted, and subconsciously smashed it in a circle, smashing the yellow overlord who hadn't woken up all over his face.

After a while, everything returned to calm, Huang Bawang covered his nose with his hands and hummed, and Lao Bai lay on the ground and stretched his waist.

"Old Mo, are you saying that there is a ghost gate under our house?"

I nodded, answering the side gun's question.

"It's not just the ghost gate, once this ghost gate is opened, it will release a starving ghost who almost broke through to become a ghost king. ”

My answer left the side cannon speechless.

And what they experienced was very simple, walking and walking, I lost my shadow, not only did I disappear, but Huang Bawang and Lao Bai also disappeared, and at this moment, a group of crows flew over, and the side cannon was rushed by them for a while, and I fainted.

The same is true of Huang Bawang and Lao Bai's experience, neither of them has experienced that realistic illusion.

(End of chapter)