There are seven ghost roads, Qingying, Guixu, Fenyou, Jiu'an, Tianmian, Box Sacrifice, and Withering. Qing Ming is the first way. Therefore, the seven days of the ghost capital, the first day is the green sky.

Qing Netherworld Dao Realm, Dead Wood City, inside the City God Temple.

"How's that? is there a response?" the five members of the Traveler Squad gathered together. Outside the temple, the grass and trees are forested, the night is dark and the wind is high, and the incense in the temple has been cut off for many days, the remnant walls are broken, and the cobwebs are everywhere.

Gu Qingyan was holding a yellow-background talisman paper, which was slowly burning at this time, but the green smoke lingered around, and it did not guide to a certain place as expected. Gu Qingyan shook his head,

"The city god here has long since left, or has disappeared and fallen, and there is no response. ”

A group of people came to this world, in the wilderness, and it took a long time to find a neighboring county seat, but the city was empty, so they came to the City God Temple to check.

The world of the ghost capital is a world established by various mythological elements such as the underworld and the ten halls of Yama, and these mythological elements come from the Eastern Lingkong Heavenly Realm, so they have to be incorporated into the Lingkong Heavenly Realm system, and the subsidiary world of the Ghost Capital is naturally subordinate to the system of the Lingkong Heavenly Realm.

In this world, there is incense Shinto.

All things are animist, and in the world of acknowledging the supernatural, spirituality embarks on the path of promotion through the convergence of belief, that is, faith, that is, incense Shinto.

This is also a practical and effective way to be promoted, but it needs the permission of the world, and the restrictions are also quite large, the incense gods who are promoted through this way may be powerful in their own god domain, but once they leave the god domain, they will fall off the altar, let alone out of this world.

Moreover, in a world where the Spiritual Sky Heavenly Realm system is mature, if you want to embark on this path, you still need the Spiritual Sky Heavenly Court Talisman, and it is by no means that any rural witch can become an incense god. But in a world where the system is immature, the situation is different.

"The ghost capital is subordinate to Jialan, strictly speaking, it can be regarded as stealing the authority of the real Lingkong Heavenly Realm, so although the influence of the Lingkong Heavenly Realm exists, it is not absolute, at least in the small world under the jurisdiction of the ghost capital, there will be no projection of the heavenly court. ”

"There really is a heavenly court...... Di Zi'an muttered to himself, the previous conjecture was indeed correct, those myths and legends from ancient times to the present day have never been nonsense, nonsense, but something that really exists, because it is too majestic, so that kind of influence is mapped out, affecting countless worlds.

Some worlds have only appeared myths and legends, while some worlds have even been assimilated unconsciously, and the projection of the heavenly court has appeared, and some worlds have simply been directly incorporated into the jurisdiction of the heavenly court.

Maybe the Jialan camp may not dare to provoke such a terrifying force.

But maybe, isn't the ghost just stealing a little authority from the Lingkong Heavenly Realm? Di Zi'an had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Gu Qingyan continued, "Therefore, most of the many incense gods in the Qing Netherworld are divided by the ghost capital, helping the ghost capital to manage this world, and being responsible for receiving the envoys of the ghost capital and helping to guide the dead souls. ”

"The ghosts are closed, the world under their jurisdiction is all in chaos, and now the whole city is empty, and the city god is nowhere to be seen, but I don't know if similar situations are a minority or the norm, if it is the norm, we must be mentally prepared. ”

"It is very likely that this world has become a ghost, and the ghost general, the ghost king-level evil ghost may also come out at the right time. ”

"Then what do we do now?" Di Zi'an asked, although he didn't know what level the ghost general and ghost king was, but he could probably feel that this was definitely a ruthless character that could not be encountered, and if he met him, he was afraid that he would have to die.

"Find the Qing Ming Dao," Gu Qingyan looked at the broken wooden statue in the City God Temple, at this time, the five of them spent the night in the City God Temple, and there was a dead silence outside, "The ghost is the first gate in this realm, and it is also the avenue gate that divides the incense fire gods, this world has turned into a ghost, and the Qing Ming Dao will not sit idly by, find it and then find another way." ”

"If the Qing Ying Dao also falls, this mission will not be within the scope of our execution, use the Jialan Order, and let the masters deal with this matter. ”

"Understood. Di Zi'an replied, Nana and Coria sat together in front of the ruined statue of the city god, the oil lamp in front of the wooden statue emitted a dim yellow light, and the brilliance flowed on the slender hair of the two women, and the atmosphere in the abandoned temple was quiet and quiet, with an ancient feeling, as if time was flowing slowly.

Luo Qing closed his eyes in the corner of the wall to recuperate, did not open those terrifying pupils, Luo Qing looked very much like a wandering singer, wearing a wide windbreaker, his hair was scattered to cover his eyebrows and eyes, he looked taciturn, and no one should approach.

Because it was the first time to come to this world, the situation was unknown, and it was obviously not safe to rush in the dark, after Gu Qingyan said the general arrangement of this mission, everyone rested.

In the quiet City God Temple, the dim light was dimmed, Di Zi'an was not sleepy, and even the people present didn't really need such a thing as sleep, but the others basically closed their eyes, only Di Zi'an opened his eyes and looked at the quaint oil lamp that emitted a dim light in a daze.

What does it feel like?

Di Zi'an couldn't say clearly, there was no sound in the empty City God Temple, there were no mortals present, and even meditated, and he didn't even snort during the process of recuperating his spirits, perhaps it was also to monitor every move nearby, a traveler with animal characteristics like Luo Qing, not to mention the City God Temple,

Even through the stone walls, no sound within a mile radius of the temple could escape his ears.

Di Zi'an has no such ability, although his five senses are far beyond mortals, but the comparison is only mortals, but in such a night, it is too quiet, and there is a feeling of sudden dream.

Déjà vu, like somewhere else has experienced such a night.

Di Zi'an suddenly realized that it was his first trip, the night in the rune world...... That night, it was so quiet, as if the whole world had died.

And then, and then what? Di Zi'an's mind suddenly came up with some sporadic images, large smoky fireworks, all kinds of brilliant colors, distorted, intertwined...... Something that had been forgotten in the depths of memory came to life in this familiar night.

Until finally, the huge eye that seemed to cover the entire canopy appeared in Di Zi'an's memory.

Even if it is burned by the rune stone to remember, but some things, as long as they exist, will leave traces, and those traces are hidden in the depths of the soul, and when it is a coincidence, they will awaken again, and then all of them will come back again.

Di Zi'an looked up blankly, looking at the pitch-black ceiling of the City God Temple, his gaze was deep, as if he wanted to look directly at the pitch-black sky through the wooden roof, wanting to see if there would be a huge eye watching the world there.

As if enlightened, and as if he had received some kind of revelation, Di Zi'an shuddered, and came back to his senses from the trance just now, the night in the City God Temple was as silent as ever, but Di Zi'an found himself in a cold sweat, and in the dark, he seemed to have been guided, or enlightened.

This world is about to die.

"Shhhh Di Zi'an came back to his senses and found that Gu Qingyan appeared in front of him, and the other members of the group had also recovered from the meditation break, waiting intently for something.

Wait, there's a sound. Dizi'an's ears moved, and outside the City God Temple, as if time had changed, suddenly there was a boiling voice, like a bazaar, and all kinds of chatting and shouting echoed everything.

The city, which had been carefully searched during the day, was deserted.

Di Zi'an subconsciously pressed his hand to his waist, where he was tied with the hilt of an ice-carved lotus-shaped sword. The voices of outsiders became more and more noisy, and they became closer and closer, and the group entered the state in the City God Temple, staring at the confined firewood door,

Until it squeaks and is slowly pushed away by something......