Liancheng was stunned.

This dog looks so familiar!

Gou is always weak.

So what are the old-timers doing here?

Regarding the question of how the husky uses the joystick, Liancheng does not plan to delve too much into it for the time being. Since he got the copper coin, he has seen enough demons and monsters, and even the most bizarre things have enough resistance.

It's just a dog...... It's just a dog.

But why is there a dog here?

Before Liancheng was ready to ask about the husky's motives, in the darkness to the left of the spotlight in front of him, there was a sudden and terrifying sense of oppression, cold as the early morning breeze after the autumn rain, not as manic as the winter north wind, but the chill was cold to the bones.

He pinched the copper coin, and the copper coin immediately transmitted the golden aura that belonged to it and rushed into Liancheng's eyes. The pupils were suddenly dyed with a dull golden glow, giving Liancheng the ability to see absolutely true.

This is the only copper coin function that can be actively used by Liancheng.

In the darkness, he saw a reddish-brown wooden door.

The style is simple and abnormal, and there are infiltrating couplets with black characters on a white background pasted on both sides of the door: "The world is peaceful, and wealth is made at first sight." From the crack in the red door, the screams of despair and sorrow were heard endlessly.

When his eyes hit the crack in the door, even the city had a sense of crisis that his heart was half cold and his hair was rising.

Where is this where people can go?!

The pair on the door is simply a household name, and these two words are on the black and white cap.

Mr. Gou was so frightened that he pulled a mess of on the spot at that time, whining and holding his tail, and the dog's eyes were full of horror. Where had it seen this, the comfort of urban life had long made it forget the horrors of the supernatural world.

Liancheng only hesitated slightly, the ceiling, the wall panels, and even the vents and water pipes, the black fog, blood, hair, ghosts crying wolves, and many other scenes that can only appear in horror movies, here is a big collection at this time!

Through his dim golden eyes, he saw a terrible ghost that was so vast that his scalp was numb.

It is passing through the concrete building and gradually approaching the center of the stage. Liancheng subconsciously looked at the audience, and countless ghosts were clinging to the audience's bodies, jumping over their shoulders and stepping on their heads, like a tide around a reef, rushing towards the stage that represented the shore. The audience didn't seem to be able to see these ghosts, and they were still paying attention to the performance on the stage.

The sound of the cello suddenly played!

With Liancheng's barren music theory knowledge, you can also hear that this is a Mi who "comes to Mifa"!

Second movement, cello C chord, 2nd scale Mi.

The Devil's Tribulation has officially arrived!

The eerie red door was just above Xiaohua's head, exuding an aura that made the ghosts salivate. Turns into a vortex and attracts all the ghosts around you who can move.

Liancheng knows that 99% of the ghosts have no sense at all, and act on instinct, no different from the zombies infected with the T virus in Resident Evil, except that they will pee on ghosts everywhere or eat!

Oh!!!

Mr. Gou suddenly jumped on Liancheng, and the dog's paws clung to Liancheng and said that he would not let go of his claws! When the monster burst out with a strong desire to survive, its strength was amazing, even Liancheng couldn't shake off Mr. Gou who was so frightened that he squirted crazy for a while!

In Liancheng's eyes, this-spitting husky is much more terrifying than a ghost! Uncle Copper Coin desperately escaped from him, for fear of sticking to this sticky and hot yellow-brown fluid.

You TM pull it, why do you still have diarrhea!

But he didn't care about the dog anymore.

on stage.

Xiaohua's expression became more and more focused, and the coercion of the ghost king exuded from her body became stronger and stronger, and her movements, voice, mood, and even her own soul merged into one under the unison of music at this time. The regular vibrations of the air in music have a hidden magic.

Its influence on people's spirit and thinking is definitely no worse than that of Taoism, and not only that, but music that perfectly fits the laws of nature will stimulate people's subconscious thinking instincts.

Human beings are born sensual beings, and Xiaohua is an extension of human life, and she has the characteristics of being the same as human beings.

The double bass paves the way for the last cry before the storm, the viola opens the curtain and tells the story of the night watchman, the violin solo is the thunder, in the hoarse and solemn accompaniment of the wind instruments, in the storm and turns into a bird to fight head-on!

Through the clouds, a bird's-eye view of the earth, and the unextinguished bonfire is still flickering, it intends to return home, that is the guiding beacon of its return.

Xiaohua gradually realized that she seemed to have found her place in the world.

The unsteady notes represent her confusion, and the shrill chirping between the strings is her question of the turnover of all things, where should I go, and where will I go?

Her piano sound went from drifting with the flow to being unique, and at this time it became the only main theme that mobilized the audience.

The symphony of orchestral voices gradually pushed her doubts into a clear climactic movement—

I, am I still me?

Liancheng's five fingers clenched, and the originally blazing lightsaber gradually became cold and piercing under the influence of the strange red door, and he knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer. Although Xiaohua's music is becoming more and more enlightened, her breath is becoming more and more low.

He raised his eyes to look around, and the ghosts of the Grand Theater desperately made a breathing posture, greedily absorbing the aura essence from Xiaohua. And more are crawling towards Xiaohua under the pressure of the ghost king, and the gloomy gaze that waits for people to devour makes Liancheng feel cold all over his body.

The closer life in the world is to instinct, the more hideous and terrifying it becomes. Wisdom is the shackles of instinct, once you lose your sanity as a human being, and are exposed to the darkness of the sun, every witness will be like a bottomless abyss.

Liancheng gently held down the lightsaber, slowly closed his eyes, condensed his mind on the sword light, and tore half an arc horizontally.

"Break through the air and draw your sword!"

The arc-shaped sword qi spread in all directions, and when it came into contact with the body of the powerful ghost, if the sunlight melted the ice and snow, hundreds of powerful ghosts dissipated under this exquisite sword light in an instant, and the sword light became weaker and weaker until it disappeared.

This is not enough.

With Liancheng's skill, he can only use three moves at most to break through the air and draw his sword. And that awesome ghost, as far as the eye can see, it can't be counted!

He remembered Jade-Face's advice.

If you want to survive the ghost tribulation, you must go back to the netherworld to find and smash the ghost core. According to this logic, the closest thing to the word netherworld at the moment should be the hanging red door.

If there is a choice, Liancheng will definitely not easily step into it. Not to mention a sparse husky.

Mr. Gou clung to Liancheng and screamed, his eyes widened, and he watched Liancheng jump towards the strange red door.

"Woooooo

The ghost cry was inaudible, but the screams were clearly audible, and the security guards immediately went into action to find the bad dog who had broken into the Grand Theater.

If it could speak, it would have shouted: Help.