There are six people, in addition to the third sister Miao, the other five are a strong woman with big chest muscles, an old woman with a thin bamboo strip and a flat head, a four- or five-year-old child wearing a belly pocket, a girl with a beautiful face like a peach and a plum, a girl with a smile full of black teeth, and only a few white hairs on her head, but Tara is very long, and the toothless old man hangs down to her ears.

Six people, all of whom have special talents, can be special actors in the film and television city.

After entering, the six people all looked at Wang Cheng, and their eyes were exploring, as if they wanted to see through him.

Wang Cheng smiled: "How many are the Seven Demon Gods?" ”

"Yo, don't mind, I don't dare to take this title seriously, a few of us, it's just a little goblin with a horn, eat and wait for death, don't hold it." The toothless old man hurriedly spoke, and the voice, authentic Tianjin dialect, was very much like cross talk.

"You are always modest, I am very happy to meet you today, and I will ask for more guidance in the future." Wang Cheng smiled and arched his hand.

"Where is it, the little brother is also powerful, he can make the old demon tiger so stammering, I think, there must be something extraordinary, right?" At this time, the flat-headed old woman also spoke, and asked in her mouth, but her eyes looked at the old demon tiger.

The white-haired old man took a sip of wine, and then said, "Then I have to ask Miao Laosan." ”

"I said, my name is ......"

"It's not important, it's important, don't you feel anything in him?" The old demon tiger opened his mouth meaningfully, and at this moment, its performance returned to calmness, and it was like two people like before.

Miao San was stunned and looked at Wang Cheng puzzled.

Several others also looked at Wang Cheng curiously.

"Old demon tiger, don't sell it, you know that you old thing is scheming, how can you become a good demon." The woman with big chest muscles muttered, and even her voice was rough.

The white-haired old man sighed: "A group of fools, back then in Taihang Mountain, why did I bow down to a few of you, the shame of this life!" ”

"Cut, just your arrogant and domineering appearance back then, if it weren't for a few of us, you would have been skinned and cramped, and the tiger whip would have soaked in wine, and you are embarrassed to pull calves here, if you have a fart, the little grandfather is not happy today, and he doesn't want to waste time." The four- or five-year-old boy also spoke, but his voice was old, old-fashioned.

"Alright, guys, how long have we been locked up here? You haven't forgotten, have you? The white-haired old man asked.

A crowd was silent.

Miao San said suspiciously: "Isn't it only more than ten years?" ”

"More than ten years? That's your memory now, and that's what you thought more than a decade ago. The white-haired old man scoffed.

"What do you mean?" Miao San's expression was solemn.

"It means that your memory has been tampered with, as long as the eighteen years are up, you will be washed away from the previous memories and start over, this kind of repetition, as far as we can see with our own eyes, there are more than a dozen times." The black-toothed girl grinned.

"How is it possible, you are lying to me?" Miao San's expression changed, and he looked at these people around him angrily.

"Is there any good in lying to you? I might as well tell you, the reason why we are here, we were also arrested, our bodies have been cut off, only demon souls are left, in order to survive, we can only accompany you to act, every time you rewash your memory, we will re-acquaint ourselves with you, indicating that we were arrested together, all for the sake of training for the disciples of the academy, what the hell, this kind of day, Lao Tzu is really enough. Old Demon Tiger, you opened the topic today and pierced this layer of paper, what does it mean? Hurry up, or we'll be punished. The woman with big pectorals widened her eyes and looked at the white-haired old man.

"Didn't you notice that this young man has the same aura on his body as Miao San?" The white-haired old man explained with a smile.

The same breath?

A group of people looked at Wang Cheng, this was a reminder, and they really found out, a group of people looked at each other, and their eyes slowly lit up.

"Old Demon Tiger, what do you mean, that thing, here?" The little kid asked excitedly.

"Yes, we have been waiting for almost 200 years, but it can be regarded as waiting, whether we can get out of trouble depends on this time." The white-haired old man said affirmatively.

"Then what are you waiting for, after so many years of research, we have been able to join forces to split the forbidden space for three seconds, such a long time is enough for us to buy time for that person, at that time, the school will definitely be in chaos, and we will have hope of escaping." The black-toothed girl spoke excitedly.

"Don't worry, this little brother is still there, since he brought the breath of that person, it means that it is on our side, we join forces, and the hope of escape is greater." You're right, little brother? The white-haired old man looked at Wang Cheng again, with a flattering smile on his face.

At this time, several others also looked at Wang Cheng with blank eyes, and their eyes were exactly the same as those of the white-haired old man.

This made Wang Cheng stunned.

How does it sound like being courted because I was mistaken for a strong person?

What do they mean?

What kind of breath do you say, is it Tian Qi's? Did Tian Qi leave anything on himself?

After thinking about it, Wang Cheng said: "Everyone, you may have misunderstood, I didn't come to Miao San on purpose. ”

"Little brother, don't get me wrong, we are not your enemies, on the contrary, we are the enemies of your enemies, in this way, we are allies, and you can rest assured, as long as we can release Miao San, we will go all out." The white-haired old man spoke decisively.

"Release Miao San? Why? Wang Cheng asked quietly.

The white-haired old man smiled: "Little brother is really cautious, so let's talk about it, let you know, we didn't mean to be tempted." More than 300 years ago, the night god came into the world, causing chaos in the world, and was beheaded by the dean of the Taoist Academy with a divine sword, and the Yuan Ling was seven points, and he wanted to use the distraction technique to wipe out the night god. We were originally a little demon in the mountains, and we didn't care about these things, but we were unlucky, met the dean, was killed by the demon body, and the demon soul was also trapped here, we didn't know the identity of Miao San at the time, but then it often dreamed, even if it washed the memory again and again, it couldn't erase the six figures in the dream, plus the treatment it suffered, let us guess that it may be one of the seven elements of the night god, and from this, a few of us began to prepare, waiting for one day, the night god returns, so that we have a chance to escape from this ghost place. Unexpectedly, this kind of wait is nearly a hundred years, if it weren't for the little brother today, we would all be desperate. ”

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, there were tears in his eyes and a sad face.

The others also have their own expressions, all of them are not angry, and they look aggrieved and angry that they have been persecuted and cannot take revenge.

Wang Cheng fell silent.

These words have a bit of a big impact.

The Tian Qi he knew was a mysterious female ghost who was persecuted by demons and cultivated the Yin and Yang Fingers, and she could send him to the academy, how could she be the opponent and enemy of the academy with such a thick relationship? If this is the case, isn't the school already being invaded by the enemy? In this way, why didn't Tian Qi come by himself? It doesn't make sense!