1

Sang Xiaoge did not answer as Mr. Lan meant.

She pondered for a moment and asked, "Could it be that a city only has one pair of guards for the defense of the underworld?" ”

"Yin and yang are separated, and the yang body dies and the soul enters the underworld, which is a one-way passage. And whether the underworld comes backwards from the passage or passes through the spatial rift, it will lose nine out of ten of its abilities. In addition, the laws of the yang world and the underworld are different and incompatible, and there are many restrictions on the lower side. And the Lord of the Realm Guard, with the power of the two worlds of yin and yang, also has some magic weapons specifically for yin ghosts. And in the past, it was very fortuitous that the guy came up from below. Most of the time, the Guardian lives in the city as an ordinary person. ”

Chang Youdao's face was wrinkled like a rag, and he continued worriedly:

"One hundred miles and one realm guard, two guards for each generation, and when the current generation guards know the destiny of heaven, each brings two disciples. Ten years later, two of the four were chosen to become the new generation of guards. This is a rule passed down from our ancestors. However, this Fang City Boundary Guard replaced the previous generation when he was a teenager, and now he is only in his early thirties, and he has not yet begun to cultivate the next generation of disciples......

"Wait a minute!" Sang Xiaoge suddenly interrupted Chang Youdao, and she found a problem.

2

"You just said that each Realm Keeper cultivates two disciples, that is, four people, two of them take over as Realm Guards, and what about the other two?"

"The other two are substitute guards." Chang Youdao replied: "Although the Boundary Guard has an innate advantage over the guys who come up from the underworld, there are also very few accidents that cause the Boundary Guard to fall. If one falls, the other will immediately look for a talented young disciple to fulfill the duty of the realm guard while cultivating. If the two Guardians fall at the same time, two alternate Guardians will be transferred from elsewhere. It's just that this time things came too strangely, and I tried to contact other realm guards hundreds of miles away, but there was no news. And each place substitutes the boundary guard, and only the local boundary guard himself can be contacted. ”

Sang Xiaoge nodded slightly, shook his head again and asked:

"Listening to you, the realm guard is like some kind of position in the yin and yang worlds, since it is a position, above the realm guard, is there no higher level of leadership?"

Chang Youdao glanced at Sang Xiaoge with a slightly unexpected appreciation, and sighed helplessly:

"Well, it's not a big problem for you to say that. Above the hundred-mile realm is the thousand-mile herd. It's just that Qianlimu is not the 'leader' of the guard, but is prepared in case of a major event, and Qianlimu is responsible for information coordination, intelligence transmission and resource mobilization within Qianlimu. ”

"So, you're always a thousand miles of herd here?"

Chang Youdao's face wrinkled even more, and even his body shrunk: "It's a pity, I'm not." This piece of Chisaki is an old friend of mine, and he also disappeared three days ago. ”

3

"I don't know what you mean by telling me this?"

"Until my old friend returns, I will perform the duties of the Prophet in his place. And the ...... guarded by Fang Cheng Boundary"

"Don't! Don't! Sang Xiaoge stood with his palm and stopped Chang Youdao's words: "I'm just a small character who can't even be regarded as an apprentice, I don't have the ability to guard the boundary, I don't understand the relevant knowledge, the rules of the industry are not clear, and I don't have the magic weapon of the guard." Dealing with a dead man's resentful soul, he almost died nine times. When you encounter those powers from the underworld, you still have to die so that there is no scum left? ”

Strangely, Chang Youdao seemed to have anticipated Sang Xiaoge's rejection. He smiled slightly, glanced at the cat on the tea table with his eyes unintentionally or unintentionally, and slowly spoke:

"Isn't your 'Institute of Unknown Events' going to take on some paranormal cases too? In the past two days, the seals of the two realms have been full of loopholes, and the breath of the underworld has leaked into the sun overnight, making incidents like Houliu Village frequent. I'm not telling you this to be a guardian, after all, they're just missing. Rather, I know that there is a dwelling place in the Fang City Boundary Guard, where there are some of their demon slaying resources. If you can get those resources temporarily, you can also have more means of self-protection in this turmoil. ”

Sang Xiaoge almost immediately sensed the problem, stared at Chang Youdao's eyes and asked: "Fangcheng has a population of more than three million, I am just a little-known person, and those famous temples, monks, Taoists, and immortal masters, which one is not better than me?" Why are you looking for me? If the place you just talked about is just a warehouse with boundary guard resources, you can just pick it up yourself, or find someone to pick it up. I'm afraid, what's going on there, right? ”

4

Chang Youdao looked at Sang Xiaoge's eyes with more interest.

"Everywhere, fortune tellers, feng shui masters, monks and Taoists who make money from this are mostly liars. But there is no shortage of talented people. Let me tell you, I'm going to organize a party of ten people, including me, to go to that place tonight. One of those resources is taken back and distributed to everyone, and there are also some more means of self-preservation, which is a good thing for the safety of Fang Cheng. On the other hand, there are several important things in there that require confession of the Lord in order to be effective. If you go to one more person, you will have one more chance to confess the Lord. ”

"Promise him."

The lazy cat finally purred a few words.

5

Going downstairs back to the Institute of Unknown Events, Mr. Lan asked Sang Xiaoge to open the mailbox at the door, and there was indeed a letter inside.

This mailbox Sang Xiaoge had carefully looked at it before, and there was no logo on the outside, and on the black metal plate inside, there were charms composed of silver lines. At this time, the envelope in his hand was made of black and swarthy material, and there was no handwriting on the surface, only a grimace on the seal.

"Where did you send this?"

Sang Xiaoge pinched the envelope and asked again in the sun.

"Hell." Mr. Lan replied coldly: "Let's talk about it first, this thing can't see the light for a long time." ”

After entering the research institute, Sang Xiaoge left Mr. Lan and the letter in her room, and she went outside, while directing Xiao Dezi to make coffee, she told her cousin what she had just said in Changfen.

Internet addicted teenagers are very interested in making coffee, and they are even more interested in their cousin's narration.

"Sister, in this way, in the future, we will also be among the masters of the Magic Cube City?"

"You're a good yarn!" Sang Xiaoge scolded him angrily: "For ordinary people, what kind of underworld, ghosts, and realm guards are simply fantasy. But aren't you scared of what we've been exposed to in the past two days? ”

Xiao Dezi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied: "I'm afraid." Scary indeed. But it's really exciting to think about it in hindsight! Sister, you said that most people in this world have never experienced this kind of thing, right? ”

"That's for sure."

"So!"

A unique look of excitement appeared in Xiao Dezi's eyes: "If a person lives a lifetime and has the opportunity to experience events that mortals can't touch, isn't he an extraordinary person?" ”

Sang Xiaoge was stunned: "What you said, sister, I really don't know how to refute it for a while." ”

Xiao Dezi smiled, watched with satisfaction the brewed coffee in the siphon pot flowing down, the coffee mountain was round and plump, and turned his face to shout inside: "Mr. Lan!" Cat-sama! Let's have a coffee! ”

6

At half past ten in the night, a group of people gathered in front of Xinlingwan Square.

An off-road vehicle, an SUV, a sedan, and a big motorcycle.

Five teams of people.

There is often a way to take his mute nephew; Sang Xiaoge took Xiao Dezi and the cat on his shoulder; A woman about thirty years old with an inch hair, leather clothes and leather pants, drove the big motorcycle by herself, and often introduced her name as Yue Hongxiao; On the off-road vehicle is a monk with a meaty face, whose legal name is Zhixun, with an apprentice and driver; In the SUV is a Taoist priest, this person is very famous in Fangcheng, the Taoist name is Crane Lingzi, he looks like he is in his forties, and there are two female apprentices around him, and he is named Qingfeng Mingyue.

Counted, it was really ten people.

Chang Youdao briefly introduced each other to everyone, and then let Sang Xiaoge get into his old Volkswagen and lead the way.

Dumb driving, often sitting in the co-pilot to guide the way. Shortly after that, the car stopped in front of a very old building.

Generations of commercial buildings.

This is close to the center of the Rubik's Cube city, a commercial building that was once glorious thirty years ago. It was only after a fire twenty years ago that it began to decline. Later, it was rumored that there were many ghost stories here, and it became more and more declining. Now there are only some shops on the first floor, and the second to fifth floors are either warehouses or some small studios, which are similar to Xinlingwan.

In this group of people, the Moon Red Owl is a "spiritual vision", that is, she can see some things that others can't. After everyone parked the car, Yue Hongxiao stood at the front and looked up.

The others couldn't help but look up with her.

The destination is on the fifth floor of the building.

There is no need for the so-called "spiritual vision", everyone can see that there is a dark shadow on the rooftop. Because with his back to the moonlight, he couldn't see clearly. Just in terms of body shape, it looks like a woman with long hair.

Sang Xiaoge was inexplicable, feeling that the woman was looking at herself.

Then, the moon red owl suddenly shouted:

"Not good!"

The woman on the rooftop fell headlong!

7

The five-storey building is a five-storey mall, with a floor height of nearly five meters on each floor, so the roof is 25 meters above the ground.

The shadow of the long hair fell from the rooftop, and it was a matter of an instant.

At that time, Sang Xiaoge and his party were still thirty steps away from the building. And the appearance of this rooftop figure is obviously not the right way, so they didn't want to save it, and they didn't have time to save it.

"Bang!"

The gravitational acceleration of the body hit the concrete floor, the bones were broken, the muscles were deformed, the blood vessels collapsed, and the brains and blood donations were smeared.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Zhixun pronounced the Buddha's name, but there was no intention of compassion.

"This greeting gift is fierce enough!"

He Lingzi said to Qingfeng Mingyue, his tone relaxed.

Chang Youdao frowned and looked ahead, his fingers pinching, not knowing what he was calculating.

Xiao Dezi and Dumb were close together, Dumb was holding a peachwood sword in his hand, and Xiao Dezi was carrying a baseball bat, and both of them were trembling at the same time.

"Don't shake your body, I can't stand anymore." The cat on Sang Xiaoge's shoulder complained: "This woman has been dead for two days, but it is just a corpse, and it is broken, what are you afraid of!" ”

The moon red owl at the front snorted coldly in his nose:

"Humph! It seems that there is dirt on every floor, and it looks like the Guardian has saved a lot of good things! ”

After speaking, she took out a large flashlight from the diagonal bag behind her to turn it on, and walked towards the side door of the generation commercial building without looking at the bones on the ground.

"Follow the woman as much as you can." Mr. Lan reminded Sang Xiaoge: "It is most dangerous to fall behind." ”

8

The shop on the first floor has long been closed, the side door of the commercial building is a staircase leading to the third floor and above, and there is a security room at the door, but the security guard inside sits in a chair and falls asleep, and the dozen or so surveillance screens next to him are all black and white snowflakes.

Ignoring the security guard, he pushed open the side door and went straight to the third floor.

On the third floor is a corridor flanked by studios. If you go to the central part, you will continue to go up the stairway.

At this moment, at the end of the corridor, there was a sudden cry of sorrow.

The crying was terrible, but the group largely fell on deaf ears. Yue Hongxiao was still holding a flashlight in his right hand, and pulled a knife crutch out of his backpack with his left hand, and even the rhythm of his feet did not change in the slightest, and he walked to the middle of the corridor, turned right and continued to go upstairs.

Sang Xiaoge followed Yue Hongxiao closely, and when she turned the stairs on the third floor, the moment she turned right, she saw a little boy standing at the staircase on the fourth floor.

The little boy was four or five years old, dressed in a suit but barefoot; He had very white skin, large eyes, and a thick dark circle under his eyes; The most unusual thing is that this little boy is holding a rusty bone chopping knife in his hand! The kid stared coldly at the group of people at the top of the stairs, and when the last one walked up the corner of the stairs, he turned his head and ran into the gloomy corridor on the fourth floor.

……

Sang Xiaoge just looked at the kid with his eyes, and suddenly felt that his heart was tingling like a pinprick!

"Red pills under the tongue."

The blue cat reminded gloomily: "This trip is not easy, you remember to follow the first person closely, don't fall behind." ”

9

Sang Xiaoge hurriedly took a red pill under his tongue and gave Xiao Dezi another pill. At this time, I realized that everyone had made a move.

Moon Red Owl put on a pair of headphones; The monk ordered his disciple to take out a wooden fish and strike it in a peculiar rhythm, but no sound came out; He Lingzi took out three pieces of Taoist rune paper and gave one to Qingfeng Mingyue, and the three of them pasted the rune paper on their chests; And Chang Youdao and his mute nephew did nothing. Presumably they have their own means.

As soon as I went up to the fourth floor, suddenly the scene in front of everyone's eyes changed.

Although the building is 40 years old, it is always rented out, so it is renovated every few years, and although it is not very luxurious, it is still clean. But at this time, the entire fourth floor was in a mess, the roof skin was peeling off and cracked, some places seemed to be burned black by fire, and the corner door was covered with cobwebs and dust, as if it had been abandoned for many years.

In the distance, there was still the sound of sad weeping, accompanied by sighs, suppressed rebukes, the whistling of the wind through the narrow gaps, and the rustling of reptiles passing through the planks......

The moon red owl seems to be blind to the contrast, and it is not heard. She walked proudly, turning the fourth floor, reaching the fifth floor, then turning right and walking directly to an iron door with a seal.

The corridor on the fifth floor is very wide, the corridor is very old, and most of the corridor lights are damaged, so the light is dim.

The words "Rubik's Cube City Police Station" were faintly visible on the seal, and the color of the paper was yellow, the edges were torn, and it looked like it had been a few years old.

Yue Hongxiao shone the seal with a flashlight, and then illuminated the corners of the door, and his body took two steps back and said:

"Master Chang, it's your turn."

10

Chang Youdao didn't step forward, but patted his dumb nephew on the shoulder:

"Xiaolu, you come, be careful."

The young man took off the shoulder straps on his back, took out a very strange tool, went to the door, and carefully removed the shabby-looking seal, which was not damaged in the slightest.

Then he reached out and touched the door around, a few times here, a little there, and another on the other side......

This process lasted for three minutes, until he finally pulled at the cat's eye of the door and took a step back.

The door opened strangely.

The reason why it is strange is because of the direction in which this door opens. Originally, the latch became the hinge, and the direction of the hinge was opened inward.

Behind the door, there is a staircase that descends.

11

"Xiaolu and the moon red owl are headed, the Taoist and I are broken, go in!"

At the sound of an order, everyone walked in the door and walked down the stairs.

"Master Chang, don't you think it's going too well?" Monk Zhixun asked as he descended the stairs.

"The seal made by the two generations of Fang City Boundary Guards, how can those filthy things be easily broken?" Chang Youdao snorted coldly and said, "I think those guys just want us to open the seal, take things out, and then kill people and take treasures." ”

I didn't let everyone walk long, and soon the stairs down the road came to an end, and there was another door in front of them.

The dumb path has a silver chain around its neck with a pentagonal ornament hanging from the chain. He approached the old-looking door, touched the door with his left hand, placed the pentagonal ornament in one place with his right hand, and then pressed and turned inward.

"Squeak".

Suddenly, a golden light lit up, centered on the position where the path was pressed. Then, the light spread in all directions, and the door showed a glowing circuit like a circuit diagram, following a certain pattern, complex and stable through the edge of the door, spreading to the four walls of the corridor and the ceiling floor, but in a few seconds, the entire downward corridor was surrounded by these glowing lines.

The door sank silently into the ground.

In front of me, there is a huge warehouse.

12

All ten of them went into the storeroom.

The storeroom was empty – especially for its sheer space.

The height of the storehouse is about 10 meters, and the length and width are close to 20 meters. The roof hangs neatly down with wires, and at the end of the wires are industrial explosion-proof lights.

The shelves are evenly arranged throughout the warehouse, but the shelves are mostly empty. Only the innermost shelf has a few things on it.

Naturally, all went there. Instead, it was Sang Xiaoge, who stayed at the end at Mr. Lan's signal.

Because, on the left-hand wall of the first entrance, there are several things.

Two canvas raincoats hung on the wall, and an umbrella leaned against the corner. A rusty-looking iron pipe fell to the ground. In addition, there was a half-pool of black liquid in a stone trough hewn out of stone that was commonly used in the countryside to feed pigs.

When the other eight people were discussing how to divide those things in the innermost part of the warehouse, Sang Xiaoge picked up the iron pipe from the ground and handed it to Xiao Dezi, took off the canvas raincoat from the wall, threw one to Xiao Dezi, put one on himself, and took the umbrella in the corner of the wall in his hand.

Mr. Lan had already jumped off Sang Xiaoge's shoulder, and in a blink of an eye he was already standing on the edge of the pig trough, stretching out his head to smell the black turbid liquid, and then tried to lick it.

Licked it again.

Lick it again.

Then, the hair on its whole body suddenly rose!

Only Sang Xiaoge could hear a satisfied, deep, ecstatic sigh from the cat's mouth.

Then it poked its mouth into the pig's trough again, and sucked hard—

All the liquid was sucked into the body by the cat in an instant.

When the liquid was sucked up by it, all of a sudden, all kinds of roars and howls suddenly erupted around the warehouse!

Then, the whole storeroom shook!

Those shelves that were originally neatly arranged were instantly shaken down, dust rose everywhere, large pieces of wall skin on the roof fell, bulbs in the explosion-proof lamps burst one by one, and the floor slabs under their feet actually cracked crookedly!

There was often a panicked voice at the end of the storeroom:

"Everyone be careful, 100 ghosts walk at night!"