The scholar's body has fallen into a state close to shock, and he doesn't know when he will recover, but it is expected that with that sick body, it is estimated that it will be enough to recover in a short time.

Du Bai simply took advantage of this time to transfer his consciousness to another ghost king.

This confrontation made him fully aware of his lack of strength, and he was also quite curious about the source of the fake river god, and he didn't know what kind of ghost the opponent's body was.

He sighed lightly, it seemed that there was still a long way to go before he could get on the right track.

And after returning to the ghost king's side, he also went to find the zelkova tree spirit, who was the most knowledgeable in the city, and asked the other party if he knew some things.

It's just a pity that the other party doesn't seem to know about the possible situation of the river god.

Du Bai changed the direction of his thinking, and he specially selected the content of the records of the Immortal Buddha in the sea of books to view.

Although the account here is still somewhat vague, it is sufficient for scrutiny.

And after seeing it like this, gradually, he really found something wrong, and unquiet waves gradually surged in his heart.

It stands to reason that since there are all kinds of ghosts and monsters in this world, and Taoist monks are also required to cast spells to subdue demons, then there should be the existence of immortals and Buddhas.

According to these records, there were indeed immortals and Buddhas in this world, but they were extremely far away.

The gods and Buddhas have not been born for thousands of years, and the last miracle was in a dynasty change more than 2,000 years ago, when the emperor was mediocre and immoral, causing the people to complain all over the sky, a great drought fell from the sky, and corpses were everywhere. ”

"Until a monk who is well-versed in Buddhism is willing to endure ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties, takes the true scriptures and Buddhism from the western heavens, and finally touches a true Buddha, and a palm from the sky will destroy all the demons and monsters of the entire country. To this day, there is a miraculous statue called Wuzhi Mountain in that country, and no evil cult dares to approach it. ”

But it was the last miracle. Since then, there have been only ghosts and ghosts in the world, but no gods and Buddhas. It's as if they've left this world behind and gone to another world......"

"It's also possible...... It's already dead! ”

During such speculation, Du Bai suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and felt more and more that the water in this world was very deep.

"Where did the immortals and Buddhas of this world go? If it is really for thousands of people to worship and enjoy incense, then why would they tolerate a monster like that fake river god to bring harm to the world? ”

And what role does he, the Dragon King, play in this world?

He vaguely felt that his predecessor must have known some secrets.

After all, in terms of bloodline, the predecessor belonged to the dragon clan, and the dragon clan's duty to control the clouds and rain in the human world is a righteous god. Even if it's just a dragon with a worse status, it will definitely be taken care of by those who are related to it.

Thinking like this, Du Bai suddenly thought of some information.

"The exact time of the Dragon's body's transformation from a living dragon to a ghost dragon is unknown, but it should have been before the last miracle. And since then, its strength has been mediocre and inconspicuous, but the strange thing is that about two thousand years ago, its strength suddenly skyrocketed, and it became a generation of ghost kings, ruling one side of the ghost dragon......"

Is this a coincidence?

Or is there something else going on......

Du Bai put the book back on the shelf, with doubts in his heart.

If it were possible, he really had the urge to call back the soul of his predecessor and read all these memories well, so that he wouldn't be confused now, and he didn't even know what he was.

Thinking about it like this, my heart is even more depressed.

When he returned to the main hall, he did not rush back to the scholar's body, but used his voice transmission technique to summon the Peach Blossom Demon. There is still a lot to deal with in this ghost town.

The Peach Blossom Demon, who was still dealing with affairs outside, heard the transmission, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he immediately put down the affairs in his hand for the time being and hurried to the top of the main hall.

A streamer flashed, and she landed steadily in front of the temple door, but at this moment she was not in a hurry to enter, but carefully tidied up the clothes on her body, checked the makeup on her face, and confirmed that she was indeed in the best state at this time, only then did she smile a little expectantly, raised her hand and gently pushed the door open.

Of course, this is not the first time she has entered this hall, and she is already quite familiar with the scene in the hall, but every time she enters, she has a different state of mind in her heart.

As far as she knew, the history of this hall was probably much older than this ghost town. It seems that it was precisely because of this long-abandoned Buddhist temple that the king decided to build a ghost town here.

She never understood why a ghost king would take a fancy to a Buddhist temple. It's just that she feels that her own cultivation is not enough, so she can't see through the deep meaning of the king.

Walking into the main hall, she paid a little attention to the sides, it was still as dark and dead as before, the four golden pillars of the coiling dragon stood impressively, and the cold breath suddenly condensed into ethereal smoke, lingering on the murals on both sides, becoming more and more hazy and impossible to see.

She didn't dare to look at it at all. It is said that there are many unspeakable evil things sealed in the mural, and even a monster like her cultivation can be sucked into it and destroyed if she is not careful.

The huge hall was empty and lonely, and only a tall and majestic figure sat on the bone chair in front of it, which was the Dragon King.

She couldn't help but look at it twice, her delicate face like a peach blossom was slightly reddened, becoming more and more coquettish, and she took two steps forward and knelt down.

"King!"

"You're here." Du Bai's gaze swept over the woman in the audience, and he bowed slightly.

"You've done a good job these days, you've worked hard."

"It's not hard!" Hearing the compliment, the peach blossom demon's smile became sweeter and sweeter, a pair of peach blossom eyes were almost bent into crescent moons, but there was also a bit of girlish shyness, she gently covered her chest, her eyes flashed with longing, "As long as it is the king's order, it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and my subordinates dare to go over!" ”

He had already learned some of the situation of the ghost town managed by the Peach Blossom Demon during this time.

Although this banshee's strength is not very strong, she is unexpectedly very good at management, and her skills are also good, after Du Bai is relieved to hand over some power to her, there are now many more residents in the city than before, and it is unexpectedly prosperous.

And among these extra residents, in addition to some ghosts and demons who are attached to them, the others are young but homeless little demons who have been picked up.

If they are allowed to wander outside, they may be used to sacrifice swords to those righteous people, or they may learn to eat people, and it is better to be contained in a ghost town.

This is due to Du Bai's explanation, as well as the peach blossom demon's own compassion. Even if she is a kind monster, she also likes these ignorant little monsters, likes to be surrounded by them and calls her sister, and in addition, she also inadvertently left the impression that Wang likes her very much in their hearts.