The middle-aged man guarding the door was having a quarrel with Ji Zimo because he was not a resident of the community, and he ran in from outside the gate of the community, looking panicked, gasping for breath, and talking to a stammering woman.

"Lao Dong, there is ~ a madman touching my tits."

"What?" The middle-aged man's surname is Dong. The woman should be his mother-in-law, listening to the mother-in-law say that someone dares to touch her tits, a pair of eyes widened as if they were about to squeeze out of their sockets, gritted their teeth and yelled at the mother-in-law: "Is that turtle bastard daring to touch you?" ”

The woman wept and pointed behind her, saying, "That's the madman, he's coming after him." ”

Lao Dong threw away Ji Zimo, strode out of the small door, and came to the door. From afar, I heard a chirping voice: "Golden tits, silver tits, touch it, and it will become a pig's milk when you sleep." ”

Listening to what this pair of living treasures said, Ji Zimo laughed at it, and saw that Lao Dong's attention was focused on this singing maniac, so he took the opportunity to sneak into the community.

Master's door is still the same, and only one corner of Zhong Kui's painting is still attached to the door, driven by the convective wind, shaking again and again.

Ji Zimo opened the door and went in to turn on the light, his nose didn't feel sour, just a casual glance, and he was shocked all of a sudden, and he froze in place.

On Master's dining table, which was not too close to the wall, there were some things neatly arranged.

Ji Zimo walked over, did not dare to reach out to take it, but looked at it one by one. These things are so strange, an apricot yellow robe, an antique peachwood sword, and a gossip mirror that has never been used by the master.

What does that mean? These are Master's! Or who put it here, remember the last time I came, there was nothing on the table. Ji Zimo sniffed, wanting to breathe in the breath of Master's presence from the air.

Then, shouting into the empty room, "Master, is it you, Master?" ”

There was no reply in the room, and Ji Zimo refocused his gaze on the folded apricot yellow robe, as well as the peachwood sword that looked very old at first glance.

His body stiffened, and he lifted his apricot robe. Something fell from his robe, and he saw it as a piece of paper.

Ji Zimo picked up this piece of paper, and drew an arc on the paper, something that was somewhat similar to a bathtub. It should be a bathtub with water in it and a figure of a human figure.

Ji Zimo walked to the master's bathroom with the drawings in hand.

In the small bathroom, the bathtub occupies two-thirds of the space, and the rest of the space is placed for other necessities.

Ji Zimo looked down at the drawings again, and then at the bathtub, and he didn't know why he had a premonition that he would see the master immediately. Master said that sand is yang, and water is yin! A psychic person who can access things in the unknown world through water.

Water is a shortcut to the yin and yang realm.

Ji Zimo filled the water in the bathtub according to the instructions in the drawing, and then lowered his body into the bathtub. Shielding his breath, balancing his head and body, and waiting for the water to flood his face before opening his eyes.

Before he could open his eyes, a pair of hands dragged him down. Whew, I don't know where another pair of hands came from, and there was a shout: "Zimer stop." ”

Is it Master? Ji Zimo's eyes widened, and it was really the master. He stared at him with a grin, reaching out to grab him as he sank.

"What's down there?"

"Hell." Master's cold words made Ji Zimo shudder. If it hadn't been for Master's timely action, he would have been pulled to the gate of hell by those hands stretched out from hell.

Ji Zimo was driven by his master and got up from the bathtub in confusion. When he stepped out of the bathtub, he noticed that it was still in Master's house, but the surrounding environment was a little unspeakably weird.

"Don't talk, speak to vent your anger. Everything is up to me. ”

"Okay."

Driven by his master, Ji Zimo walked out of the bathroom and went to the living room, where he saw the Taoist robes, peachwood swords, and gossip mirrors placed on the dining table.

The master motioned for him to pick up the peachwood sword, but he didn't see him open his mouth to speak, but his voice said, "This peachwood sword is five hundred years old, and it was passed down by the ancestor to kill demons and demons. ”

Ji Zimo picked up the peachwood sword with one hand, and suddenly felt that the weight was not light. I was shocked in my heart, but I didn't dare to speak, and I only heard the master instruct him to put on the Taoist robe, and put the suit on the Taoist robe before walking out of the door.

Before going out, he had a habit of wanting to go to the mirror to see what Ji Zimo in a robe looked like.

But the master seems to know that he has such a play, let alone go to the mirror to look at it, even if he stays for a minute longer, he will not give it to him.

Ji Zimo wanted to ask the master why he was gone. When he went there, was he in the house all along, and why he hadn't seen the tortoiseshell bracelet he had just taken off when he came out of the tub.

What's more, the community has a new goalkeeper, called Lao Dong's. Lao Dong talks a lot, if it wasn't for the madman just now, he probably wouldn't have been able to get in.

Also, were these robes put by the master?

"Don't be curious, you're out of your body now, you're going to kill demons, don't talk nonsense, do what I say."

Slash ~ slay demons and eliminate demons? Ji Zimo complained bitterly in his heart, but he had never fought against demons and monsters. With his three-legged cat kung fu, he may be eaten alive by demons and monsters in three or two clicks.

The master saw through his thoughts and reprimanded, "Stinky boy, you cheer me up. Don't think about useless things, and make the most of what I teach on a daily basis. ”

The master was in front, Ji Zimo was behind, and when he passed by the gate of the community, he saw Lao Dong talking to his mother-in-law.

The two of them couldn't see their master and apprentice at all, and they didn't pay attention to it, in short, Ji Zimo walked out of the Osmanthus Lane community with the master and went straight to the alley behind the Chuangxiang Building.

Ji Zimo found it really strange, his body was very light now, as light as a kite, his feet didn't touch the ground, and he quickly arrived at the Creative Building.

In reality, Ji Zimo knows that no matter how gorgeous the neon lights of the Creative Building are, they are not as bright as they are now.

In particular, the alley of the famous dark alley is brightly lit, and people come and go, so it is not lively.

It doesn't make sense! How could there be so many people in this alley? Isn't it in the wrong place!

"Stinky boy, you didn't come to the wrong place, in reality you can only see one-sided, but now you have an out-of-body soul and enter another dimension through water to really see this."

Just when Ji Zimo was looking around, she was delicate, dressed in a sexy suspender belt that showed off her fair skin, and she wore super shorts on her lower body, boasting a sultry figure. is different from her sexy S curve and charming smile, and the fascinating gaze is fixed on Ji Zimo's body.

Seeing so many interesting things, Ji Zimo couldn't help but be a little shaken, and his heart became acute. At the same time, the sight was like a tentacle, touching one of his organs, and suddenly there was a reaction and a feeling of heat.

"Stinky boy, concentration is particularly important, otherwise you don't know how you died." Master's just right reminder woke up Ji Zimo.

He hurriedly looked away from the woman, and then asked, "Is it a ghost street?" ”

"It's not just a ghost street, you keep walking, and you'll understand later."

"How did this happen?" Ji Zimo is very smart, and he can communicate and talk with the master freely in a short time.

"It's Yan Budao who has turned this street into this. They widely recruited ghosts as security guards, and burned hell coins to lure and bribe lonely ghosts from all over the world to come to them. The underworld is separated from the real world, and Yan Budao abuses Taoism to recruit troops, just to unify this space and absorb lonely souls and wild ghosts who have nowhere to rely on to come here to sell his life. ”

Ji Zimo really wanted to ask Master when he would be able to walk in the Yin and Yang Realm like him.

When the master learned what he was thinking, he scolded again: "Stinky boy, if you want to reach the master's level, you still have to practice and endure more hardships." ”

Now, my mortician has to add a demon exorcist master who slays demons. Ji Zimo secretly sighed to himself, and blended into the bustling ghost street with his master one after another.

I asked in my heart, "Master, we won't come here to join in the fun!" ”

"Stinky boy, put the cover on the bright spot, see clearly, these are not people, they are dead people."

Ji Zimo looked at the women who were smeared with oil and powder, and who had turned around and disappeared. They were all brightly dressed, with fine skin and tender flesh, and women really didn't believe that they were dead. They are alive, swallows and warblers, red lips and white teeth, how can they be dead?

Master shook his head and said, "You stinky boy, don't be sullen. Be careful, don't fight here, lose your master's face, and see how I clean you up.

"Hey, Master, I don't dare."

"If you don't dare, give Lao Tzu a good walk, don't look at those things."

"Oh."

Ji Zimo quietly took a deep breath, must be attentive, and followed the master intently and walked forward. It took less than fifty meters for them to stop.

Ji Zimo looked up and couldn't help but gasp.

In front of them, there is a place that resembles the ancient pastime for men, that is, the legendary brothel.

The people who came in and out of the door of the ghost brothel, the bright and shining neon lights, red as blood.

A female ghost in a ghost brothel is a ghost, so are the men who come in and out here a human or a ghost? Ji Zimo asked in his heart, and the master immediately replied: "They are not people, but they are not far from the dead." ”

Master said these were drug addicts.

They indulge in the human world, how they want to play, and while they waste their time like this, their souls no longer belong to them, and they have become the ghosts of Yan Budao's next round of bribery.

Seriously, if it weren't for Ji Zimo seeing it with his own eyes, he really wouldn't believe the fact that these things happened in another dimension. If you think about it carefully, which of those drug addicts is not yellow-skinned, colorless, and their souls have floated here?

Even so, Ji Zimo still didn't understand why Master brought him here.

Besides, there are so many ghosts, the two of them alone can't be wiped out at once!

Master's next words are the real point. He said that Yan Budao created another dimension, and there was a conspiracy to control these ghosts.

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