Chapter 377: Grimace

Cheers erupted from the sky above the Soul Gu, the destination of the Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 From afar, info sounds like a sudden barging into a noisy bazaar. However, when you listen to the sound for yourself, you find it difficult to hear even a single syllable.

However, this sound did not last long.

There was originally a thick fog in the center of the Soul Gu, blocking the sight of Xie Jiuli and the others. But now, as if the clouds were clearing, the fog had completely dissipated, revealing a high platform in the center. Looking at it from afar, the high platform looked like it was empty except for a huge stone monument. I don't know what this platform is used for. It's just that the color of this high platform is darker than that of the surrounding mountain walls.

After seeing this high platform, Xie Jiuli couldn't help but start to guess. Could it be that the Oni King will appear here, or will this be the venue for the Oni King's Sacrifice?

In just an instant, faint blue fireballs began to emerge one after another on the mountain walls on all sides! The fireballs were not big, the size of the lamp floated on the mountain wall, like a long avenue of evil street lamps, and everything around them was clearly imprinted in the eyes of Xie Jiuli and the others in the stone carvings where the fireballs appeared.

Heaven and earth have also become strange and unpredictable because of this dark blue fireball.

He said in a deep voice: "We have to be very careful not to be noticed by others. Especially during the Sacrifice of the Ghost King, don't be discovered!"

This is the last step of the Hyakki Night Walk, and it is also the ultimate meaning of the Hyakki Night Walk. The sacrifice of the ghost king, the beginning and end of the change of power, complete life and complete death are all waiting for the final answer along the way.

Who will become the king of the hundred ghosts and get back the chance to regenerate the souls imprisoned from the hands of death?

The answer to this question will be known soon.

Wei Xiaoan still felt a little puzzled, so he asked: "This Ghost King's Sacrifice is a grand event for the new Ghost King to kill the old Ghost King, is it possible that the Old Ghost King will be killed so peacefully?"

"I just know about the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, and I really don't know how the previous generation of ghost kings was killed. ”

Wei Xiao'an didn't get an answer to one question, but then threw out a second question. "There's one more thing I don't quite understand. Now that the Ghost King has become the Ghost King, it proves that he will take back his imprisoned soul from Yan Jun's hands. Now that you have regained your soul, why don't you continue to walk on the path of rebirth, but continue to be the master of a hundred ghosts and wait for the next ghost king to defeat or even kill you?

For the Ghost King, becoming the King of a Hundred Ghosts was the only way to continue his life. Because only the ghost king is eligible to be reborn. Only the Ghost King can take back his imprisoned soul from the hands of Yan Jun of the underworld. For those powerful ghosts, retrieving their souls is the only way to have a chance to resurrect. However, he worked hard to win the position of the Ghost King, but he would not go to Yan Jun for the first time to get his soul back, and then to find a chance to resurrect. But he will continue to be the king of ghosts, and after the 100 days of the Midyear Festival every year, he will continue to be the leader of this hundred ghosts at night.

Why did this happen, which was contrary to the original intention? Wei Xiaoan pondered and meditated, but he was never able to come up with a plausible answer. Now that he heard the words of the man, he poured out all his doubts like beans.

Qian Qian was silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "Actually, I'm just as strange, the probability of this kind of thing should not exist." Especially since he came to compete for the position of this ghost king, then the contender must understand that this position must not belong to him for the rest of his life. Therefore, repeating the fate of the ancestors at the time of the sacrifice of the Ghost King - since they will be beheaded in the end, why do they still do it?"

Qian Ji kicked the question back, and Wei Xiaoan was stunned after that, "You don't know either??"

He nodded, "It's also the first time I've seen what a hundred ghosts call a night walk, why do I know more than you?"

For this reason, Xie Jiuli felt that he could be given full marks. Because all of a sudden, the remaining three people all closed their mouths in amusement.

At this time, a black figure slowly walked up to the high platform. In the cheers that resounded through the valley, he slowly stepped on the stone steps and walked to the high platform.

Xie Jiuli didn't even have to guess who the black figure who walked up to the high platform was—it must be the Ghost King.

At this time, who else can walk on this high platform so indifferently without being bombarded by the surrounding ghosts?

The back was hunched, as if it couldn't straighten up. It's just that the hem of the long cloak behind him hangs on the ground like a scarlet carpet. It's just that red, like the color of blood after it has been coagulated. Dull and with a black red.

Xie Jiuli watched the figure slowly walk onto the high platform, his steps as heavy as the emperor's accession to the throne. Xie Jiuli said in his heart, this ghost king is too good-looking, anyway, he is the head of the gang in the end, why do you want to let yourself walk so elegantly, as if walking the Oscar red carpet......

At the same time that Xie Jiuli was silently complaining in his heart, the team of hundred ghosts cheered again. It sounds like the Pope King, supported by devout believers, has finally reached the highest position they hoped for.

It seems that this back is their faith.

Until the figure finally walked up to the high platform, stood in the center and turned around.

Xie Jiuli saw a face that he would never forget. It's not that this face is so good-looking, it's that this face can hardly be described as "a face"!

The facial features are extremely distorted and deformed, as if someone has broken all the components of this face and left it to be repaired at will, so that none of them are where they should be. In particular, the whole face is covered with vine-like scars, and it looks like countless snakes are burrowing under the skin, which is very terrifying!

This kind of face, even if you just look at it, will tremble for no reason.

Xie Jiuli couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "...... What kind of face am I relying on? Is this someone dousing sulfuric acid?"

Mo Tutu couldn't bear to look at it directly, "It's too ugly...... It's too scary...... "Seeing this kind of face, Mo Tutu felt that he would have nightmares when he slept at night.

Wei Xiaoan also frowned, indicating that he accepted incompetence. "Haunted houses don't necessarily put such a face in it to be scary, this bad heart may really pass all at once!"