The Three Yin Sect is divided into three veins: Snake Gong, Meng Po, and Ghost Baby, and its peak power was five years ago, when the Snake Gong had the largest number of people, controlling Jiangcheng behind the scenes and dealing with the affairs of the sect on the dark side; The ghost baby dared to compete with the thirty-six holes on Maoshan Mountain alone, and the strength was still above the snake man's lineage; But if you really want to talk about it, five years ago, the strongest and most weird thing in the Sanyin Sect was the Meng Po lineage, and there was only one person in this line at that time, and that was the previous generation of Meng Po.

She is a living legend, representing the glory of the Three Yin Sect, and it is precisely because of her sudden disappearance that a series of things happened in the Three Yin Sect later, the ghost baby was crippled by the thirty-six holes on Maoshan Mountain, but the original weakest snake Gong line quietly rose and became the mainstay of the Three Yin Sect.

"The last generation of Meng Po." The blood clotted on his face, and Snake Qian repeated these words repeatedly.

"Isn't she missing? Why is it here? This alley doesn't look like anything special. ”

"Stupid and stupid, she is the Meng Po in the biography of the sect? Dressed in mud and ragged, this is the first person in our Three Yin Sect? ”

"What happened to her before she went crazy? Is there anyone else in Jiangcheng who can hurt Meng Po? ”

The surviving monks of the Three Yin Sect all felt incredible, and the contemporary Meng Po's eyes were even darker, and she almost fainted.

The previous generation of Meng Po simply showed his face, which caused a huge shock in the surviving Sanyin Sect evil cultivators, and even the snake Qian who was about to rush into the alley stopped, he was scared, his heart was weak, it was better than Meng Po who had encountered accidents in this alley, let alone a disciple of his sect.

I saw the ugliness of the people of the Sanyin Sect in my eyes, a sneer hung on the corner of my mouth, and I left without looking back.

"You helped Providence and almost forced me to death, let's settle this hatred slowly." I never considered myself a saint, and revenge and resentment are my rules of conduct.

Walking into the lightless road, those Three Yin Sect evil cultivators watched my last trace of figure being swallowed by the darkness, and no one dared to chase in.

Holding on to the wall, I walked very slowly, and the old grandmother walked in front with a shabby rag doll, and from time to time she would look back at me once or twice, her eyes were cloudy and dull, and there seemed to be a picture of broken memories floating in it.

She seemed to remember something, but soon forgot about it all, hummed nursery rhymes, and left me alone.

"This old woman doesn't know if she's really crazy or pretending to be crazy." The first time I entered the unlit road, I lent her a black umbrella in exchange for a poem by hers, and she tactfully reminded me to leave.

The second time I came to the lightless road with Uncle Xie Ding, she changed several age groups in front of me, such as childhood, youth, middle-aged, and elderly, and seemed to be secretly giving me hints behind the backs of the underworld show, but I haven't figured out what she wanted to express until now.

"Listening to the tone of the disciples of the Three Yin Sect, the old grandmother should be the missing Meng Po of the previous generation, she appeared on the unlit road, she was stupid and stupid, and she couldn't go out, is this related to the show in the underworld?" I thought of many possibilities, the most logical of which was that the Three Yin Sect found that there was something ominous hidden in the lightless road, and Meng Po personally came to investigate, which caused the underworld to make a move. Since then, there has been one less powerful Meng Po in the world, and one more crazy old lady holding a rag doll.

"From this point of view, the strength of the underworld show may have to be reestimated." The Three Yin Sect is a top force in Jiangcheng, but it can't help but show in the underworld, which makes me both surprised and a little uneasy.

The relationship between me and the underworld show is only a cooperative relationship, because the interests are combined, as the live broadcast progresses again and again, the difficulty of the live broadcast task continues to increase, and the underworld show is constantly squeezing the potential and value of me, until I can no longer bring benefits to the show, and then I may be ruthlessly abandoned.

If I want to avoid this situation, there are only three ways I can think of for the time being: first, crazy self-strengthening and increasing one's value; second, find Xia Chi and another anchor behind him, "collude inside and outside", so as to get rid of the control of the underworld show; Third, save up 10,000 points and leave the show.

"It's hard, it's hard either way." I walked more than ten meters away into the alley, my eyes began to be in a trance, this time the injury was too serious, and I was sucked dry by Huang Quanling, and my legs seemed to be filled with lead, and I couldn't move at all.

Just as I was about to fall, I suddenly saw number 44, and this building always appeared inexplicably.

"No. 44 Unlit Road, 4th basement, room 444. If I had the choice, I would rather never be here for the rest of my life. ”

Standing at the door, I hesitated for a moment, in fact I had succeeded in usurping my life, and escaped my destined death on October 30, I could have waited here until dawn and then left on my own, and there was no need to seek help from the underworld.

Frankly speaking, even after so many live broadcasts, I still feel a trace of visceral fear when facing the paper interviewer, he doesn't make any superfluous movements, or deliberately guide people's horrors, he just sits there and says very ordinary words, but it brings an irrefutable pressure, and I don't like that feeling.

"Since I'm here, it's better to take a look, after all, I'm also their employee, and I have no credit and hard work, so they shouldn't do anything excessive to me." Dream Wing Gu was lying in my liver, absorbing the wood spirit essence of the thousand-year-old locust tree flower, I don't think the underworld show would do such an act of forcibly seizing it.

"Dream Wing Gu is sluggish, the three-eyed ghost baby formed by the rebirth of the ghost has fallen into a deep sleep again, and the ghost things on my body, except for the Wang Shi who has no combat effectiveness, are basically all hit hard, this battle is really tragic." I thought for a moment and had an idea.

The broken rain hung halfway through the doorway, and I pushed open the wooden door, and the smell of decay came to my nose.

Stepping on the creaking floor, I went all the way down to the fourth basement floor.

The long hallway seemed to have no end, the doors on both sides were closed, and I didn't bother to look more at this time, so I went straight to room 444.

The door was unlocked, and it seemed to have been left for me.

Pushing the door in, the layout like an abandoned warehouse came into view, the broken tables and chairs were piled together, among which there were faint insects crawling, the carpet was damp and smelly, and the four big characters of the underworld show were written crookedly on the wall.

I took a deep breath and entered the same booth where I had been interviewing.

A black offering table sits in the middle of the room, and the examiner wearing a paper mask sits upright.

"You know I'm coming?" I narrowed my eyes, trying to penetrate the paper mask.

The interviewer shook his head: "I've always been here, waiting for the next person to push the door, whether it's you or not, it doesn't make a difference to me." ”

"Oh?" I pondered the meaning of the interviewer's words, and I always felt that he had something else to do, and my eyes swept around the room, and I couldn't help but use my eyes, and soon I found that there was an advertising card for the underworld show on the other side of the table.

Unlike the previous one by Xia Chi, this card is very well preserved, except for a number written on the upper left - "9".

"Are there any new people coming for interviews?" In the shortest possible time, my mind came up with an answer that was relatively close to the truth.

He pushed open another door. The interviewer did not answer positively, and put away the card casually: "Mr. Gao, your performance this time is beyond our expectations, congratulations, you survived." ”

I smiled wryly: "This incident is indeed worth congratulating." ”

It can be said that the reason why I became the enemy of Providence is rooted in the Netherworld Show, I originally wanted to ask for an explanation, but when I actually faced the paper-faced interviewer, I realized that my so-called courage was just a joke.

"Last time we broadcast live, we released an optional mission, asking you to capture the Dream Wing Gu, this Gu worm should be on you now, are you willing to hand it over?" The interviewer thought for a moment and said, "In view of your special situation, as long as the trade is successful, we will give you an additional live broadcast exemption." ”

"Very tempting offer." I looked at the interviewer and fell into deep thought.