People say that "Wangshan runs a dead horse", looking at the place that seems to be very close from a distance, and when he really walks up, he can break his legs, and Huzi now knows its suffering. He saw something move a little earlier, and rushed away. I've been walking for a long time, but I haven't even touched the edge of that thing.

The more I walked, the more I walked, the more hungry I became, and the more I walked, the more frightened I became. There is no color in this side of the world, everything is plausible and bizarre, and Hu Ziguan can't see an exact distance, but he also knows how long he has been walking. Before I arrived, the thing that I had seen moving before should be a thing of the heavens and the earth.

If something so big moves and should shake the mountains when it moves, if it is really close for a while, what kind of power should it be when the thing moves again? Huzi also muttered in his heart, is there really such a thing? Don't be distracted by yourself for a while, it's because you're hungry and panicked, so you can imagine it.

As soon as he stood on his feet and was pondering to find another way, the ground five zhang away in front of him suddenly sank, and a sinkhole the size of the Sun Temple appeared. Immediately afterwards, a stone mountain "grew" out of the sinkhole!

This spectacle in front of him was jaw-dropping!

Everything that happened was firmly detained in the two sun gods!

The evil ghost statue dissipated, Huzi ran two steps closely, came to the formation, pinched the necks of the two ghosts one by one with one hand, opened his mouth widely, and directly put his hand into his mouth.

The two hungry ghosts howled continuously, how could they be better than the hungry and red-eyed tiger? turned into two bloody clouds of yin qi and was swallowed into the belly by the tiger!

Huzi stood still for a long time, burped contentedly, waved his hand to disperse the formation, and sat on the ground panting. He used to think that he should be full of food, but he never thought that it would be such a comfortable thing.

The uncomfortable taste calmed down, and Huzi felt nauseous. The god of detention is a monster fabricated by the ghost king with a broken soul, and it is an extremely filthy thing. Even if the image of the evil ghost appeared, it was a piece of mutilated carrion hanging from the bones, dressed in the clothes of the previous dynasty, shabby and dirty. These two things were swallowed by themselves...... Huzi felt a little like throwing up, but he couldn't vomit.

He regretted very much in his heart, he was a Taoist monk, but he was actually driven by the word "hungry" to do such a thing, what is the difference between this and those evil ghosts who have no sense?

Huzi felt that such an evil ghost who knew how to practice would become a very tricky ghost if he really did evil. If this is the case, Huzi only hopes that he will be trapped in this world forever, not for the chaos of the world, otherwise one day he will be begged to come to his master's door and accept himself, presumably both master and apprentice will be completely embarrassed.

But Huzi also felt that something was wrong. If he really became a ghost, how could the god of detention lock himself? Could it be ...... A thought flashed through Huzi's mind - could it be that he is still alive!

Suddenly, the sound of the golden gong and drum came from the horizon, accompanied by a thunderous rebuke:

"Who is the demon, dare to be presumptuous here!"

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