The two walked forward quickly without saying a word, the only boiling in the center of the city was gone, as if it had never existed at all, walking on the road, Zhang Wuxiang had an eerie feeling, and the houses on both sides became hideous and terrifying in her eyes.

Ga!

Suddenly, a strange scream sounded, Zhang Wuxiang's hairs stood on end, and he was cold, and he couldn't help but shiver. She looked sideways at Zhang Wuyu and found that he was also pale.

"Something. Zhang Wuyu hurriedly pasted rune paper all over his body, but this did not make him feel at ease.

Zhang Wuyu and Zhang Wuxiang cautiously looked around in place, and there was no sound around them, they walked forward and walked for a while.

Bang!

Suddenly a door opened, and out came a man with a dim oil lamp in his hand, and walked slowly towards them, and in the dim light, his face was as beautiful as the bark of a dead tree.

Zhang Wuxiang and Zhang Wuyu glanced at each other and walked up slowly, although they grew up in this city, there were many people they didn't know, and they didn't know this one in front of them, so they didn't go to say hello, but separated the two sides, ready to let him pass.

Getting closer, Zhang Wuxiang didn't know why he felt a chill, as if something was staring at him, and looked at the old man who approached with a lamp, and found that his eyes were gloomy and cold.

Zhang Wuxiang felt a chill in his heart, and his footsteps suddenly stopped, and the moment his footsteps stopped, the light in the old man's hand suddenly went out.

"Hey, hey, hey!" When the lights went out, a string of sneers rang out.

Zhang Wuxiang couldn't help but close her eyes and scream, grabbed a purse in her arms and held it up, which contained the sword talisman that Chen Gong had given her.

She seemed to feel someone looking at her in front of her, cold and as if a wind was blowing, but after a while, she found that nothing had happened, and the old man in front of her had fallen to the ground and died, his body falling into several pieces like rotten wood.

And Zhang Wuyu leaned against the wall on the side, his mouth open, his eyes full of fear.

After the two glanced at each other, neither of them spoke, as if they were afraid that speaking would attract evil spirits, they lifted their hearts and continued to walk forward, Zhang Wuxiang still held the purse in his hand, because there was a sword talisman in the purse.

The two walked to a corner, turned a corner, but Zhang Wuxiang saw a person squatting there with a human heart in her eyes and eating, she instantly thought of the hellish ghost, panicked and retreated, and the evil ghost also found her at the same time.

Zhang Wuxiang saw greed and cruelty in its eyes, she retreated in fear, screaming, as if she wanted to call out the fear in her heart, and as if she wanted to scare the evil ghost away with a scream, but she had only taken a few steps back but had already hit the wall, and when there was no way to retreat, the evil ghost had already abandoned the human heart in her hand and rushed towards her.

Zhang Wuxiang didn't dare to look at it, closed his eyes and shouted, "Mountain God save me!"

Just as she shouted these words, a faint flame flashed on her body, this was the fire of wishing power, the evil ghost was burned by the wish fire, screamed, retreated in panic, and turned to pounce on Zhang Wuyu.

Zhang Wuyu was frightened in his heart, but the talisman in his hand couldn't calm down at all, he turned around and ran, and the evil ghost instantly pounced into his body and disappeared.

When Zhang Wuxiang opened her eyes, she saw that Zhang Wuyu was struggling to get up, although she and Zhang Wuyu had always had conflicts, but after all, they were brother and sister, and at this time they couldn't help asking, "Are you okay?" ”

"No, it's fine. Zhang Wuyu said.

"Where is that evil ghost?" asked Zhang Wuxiang.

"No, I don't know, I don't know. Zhang Wuyu replied a little jerky.

Zhang Wuxiang felt that something was wrong with Zhang Wuyu, but he didn't care, he only thought that he was frightened by the evil ghost and his voice stiffened.

They continued to walk towards Zhang's mansion, and after walking for a while, they arrived, and at this time, it was dark and deserted in Zhang's mansion, and there was no one to be seen from the outside to the inside.

Zhang Wuxiang walked directly to the innermost, where there was only a bright place in Zhang's mansion. Now the people in the entire mansion are under the altar in the center of the city, and only Mrs. Zhang is still here.

Zhang Wuxiang came here to call his grandmother, although Zhang Wuyu also said on the surface that he was going to persuade Mrs. Zhang to go to the altar in the center of the city, but what was the idea in his heart, Zhang Wuxiang could also guess a little, wasn't he just rumored to be a treasure in the hands of his grandmother.

"Wuxiang, are you back?" Zhang Wuxiang hadn't entered the house yet, and the voice of Mrs. Zhang had already come from the house.

"It's me, Grandma. Zhang Wuxiang replied, stepped forward quickly, pushed open the door, and inside Mrs. Zhang was sitting on a chair with a lamp lit next to her. Such a situation made Zhang Wuxiang can't help but think of the person who walked on the road with a lamp and died suddenly.

She shouted, "Grandma!"

"No fragrance. Mrs. Zhang replied.

Zhang Wuxiang shouted again: "Grandma." ”

The voice came out, but she was already crying, she walked quickly to Mrs. Zhang and lay on Mrs. Zhang's lap.

"No fragrance, it's good to be back. Don't cry, there's grandma. Mrs. Zhang patted Zhang Wuxiang's back and said with a smile, she looked up at Zhang Wuyu who came in with Zhang Wuxiang as she spoke, and looked him up and down.

Suddenly, Mrs. Zhang asked, "Wuyu, you're back too." ”

"Hmm. Zhang Wuyu responded, he stood in the dark shadow where the light could not shine, lowered his head, answered vaguely, and his words were a little unclear.

Mrs. Zhang closed her eyes and sighed, and said no more.

Zhang Wuxiang calmed down, raised his head and said, "Grandma, let's go to the altar, there is a mountain god there." ”

"Hehe, grandma is old and can't walk, so why go there. Mrs. Zhang replied.

"Here, there are ...... in this city" Zhang Wuxiang wanted to say that there were evil ghosts, but she didn't say it after all, she was afraid of scaring her grandmother.

As if she knew what she was going to say, Mrs. Zhang patted her hand and said, "We believe in the gods, sincerity is enough, and all external actions are superfluous. When we believe in the gods, we don't necessarily have to bow down in front of them. ”

"However, why did the city guard build an altar, why did he pass down the ritual of worshiping the gods, to burn incense, bathe, and bow down?" Zhang Wuxiang argued, and she was the only one in the entire Zhang family who dared to argue with Mrs. Zhang in person.

"All actions are just to make people more fearful and reverent of the gods, and the purpose is to make people truly believe in the gods. And I already believed, I believed from the bottom of my heart, this has achieved its goal, so why go through that process. Mrs. Zhang said.

Zhang Wuxiang didn't know what to say, but shook Mrs. Zhang's hand and said coquettishly: "Grandma, grandma, everyone has gone, you can go too, besides, haven't you seen the mountain god before, don't you want to see him now?"

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but smile and pat Zhang Wuxiang's hand and said, "What does it look like?"

Zhang Wuxiang tilted his head sideways, as if Chen Gong was standing there, and said quickly: "The appearance hasn't changed, but the feeling has completely changed." ”

"Then tell me how you felt before and how you feel now. Mrs. Zhang asked with a smile.

"Before, there was some mystery, some ethereal, as if it came from the wind, and it had to go with the wind at any time. Now it's like, it's like...... Oh, grandma......" Zhang Wuxiang shook Mrs. Zhang's hand in a coquettish voice, and her voice dragged on for a long time.

Mrs. Zhang patted Zhang Wuxiang's hand and said with a smile: "Is it a feeling of security, like he can hold it even when the sky falls?"

"Yes, yes, that's what it felt, you don't know, when after the other city gods had left, he stood in the void and said to the people all over the city that as long as they believed in him, he would be able to protect everyone's safety. At that time, he looked so radiant, so confident, and that look could penetrate all shackles, this was a real god. When it is calm, he never fights with other gods for faith, and when people are in trouble, he dares to raise his sword to slay demons and protect all those who believe in him. The more Zhang Wuxiang spoke, the louder his voice became, and a pair of pink fists were clenched tightly.

Zhang Wuyu stood on the side, seemingly standing quietly, but his eyes were wandering around, as if he was looking for something.

Old Lady Zhang smiled, Zhang Wuxiang turned around and said loudly: "Grandma, let's go, let's go to the altar." ”

Mrs. Zhang shook her head, touched her head and said with a smile: "Wuxiang, you go, grandma is old and can't stand the cold of the night dew, so it's here." You go, the mountain god needs faith and willingness, and in this heavenly mill city, he is like a rootless duckweed, which may fall at any time. In our Heavenly Mill City, the will power of 200,000 living beings is his foundation, and the stronger the will, the stronger he will be, and vice versa, the weaker and weaker he will be. ”

Zhang Wuxiang didn't think that Chen Gong's situation would be like this, and asked nervously, "Then what can we do to increase the power of willingness?"

"They have already done what they should do to the city guards, and they have tried their best to bind the hearts of the people in the city together, and what else can be done, grandma doesn't know. Mrs. Zhang said, but her eyes looked out of the window, and there was a figure lying on the windowsill in the light.

Zhang Wuxiang felt that her grandmother's hand holding her suddenly became a little stiff, and hurriedly looked up, only to see Mrs. Zhang's eyes staring straight out of the window, and she was about to look back, but she was hugged by Mrs. Zhang's head, and heard Mrs. Zhang's whispered words in her ears: "Wuxiang, the sword talisman that the mountain god gave you is still there?"

Zhang Wuxiang heard Mrs. Zhang ask softly like this, although she was a little puzzled, she still nodded.

Mrs. Zhang said again: "Do you know how to use it?"

Zhang Wuxiang didn't make a sound, shook her head, and her intuition told her that something appeared on the other side of the window where her grandmother was looking, but her head was held by her grandmother, although it was easy to break free, but she didn't do it, just looked sideways at Zhang Wuyu on the side.

Zhang Wuyu's face was pale at this time, faintly a little iron-blue, and there was dead ashes in the green.

"Take out that sword talisman, and grandma will teach you how to use it. Mrs. Zhang hugged Zhang Wuxiang and stroked her head with one hand, and while she was talking, she had already tied a colorful silk to the end of Zhang Wuxiang's hair, and Zhang Wuxiang didn't notice it because she was nervous.

Zhang Wuxiang didn't notice it, Zhang Wuyu didn't see it, he just stared at the windowsill, only to see that the window was under the light, there were several figures crowded there, as if they were peeking, and now the windowsill was being lifted little by little, and from the crack in the roof, there was no one, only endless darkness, and the darkness seemed to swallow up all the light.