Speaking of which, Zhang Gong Guoshi is also a tragic figure.

As a Daqing national teacher, it is absolutely impossible to say that he has no ability.

But in that era, Feng Baisoul rose out of thin air, and he didn't have any temper at all.

And because of the matter of Feng Baisoul's wife, the two turned against each other, and in the end, the national teacher of Zhang Gong did not die well.

Zhang Gong Guoshi also held his breath before turning into a powerful ghost and entering the underworld.

But people are unlucky, they really drink saliva and stuff their teeth.

After the death of Zhang Gongguoshi, he was depressed and his personality gradually became tyrannical. thought that this life would be like this, who thought about his successor, but the national teacher of the troubled times gave him a chance to return to the yang world.

That is the infamous plan of the troubled times.

Zhang Gong was overjoyed when he learned the news, and relied on his identity as a former Daqing National Teacher, so he insisted on asking for this errand.

For him, as long as he can return to the yang world, it is simply a dream thing.

It's just that reality once again slapped Zhang Gong Guoshi fiercely, because my great-grandfather Zhang Mofa used the flesh and blood and white bones of nine thousand exorcists as the city wall to cast the Sin City.

The 100,000 Yin soldiers gathered in the Zhanggong National Division's Prefecture were all trapped in the city and could not escape.

After a hundred years of captivity, there are only 9,000 of the 100,000 Yin soldiers left, and even the national teacher of Zhang Gong can hardly bear it.

Not to mention anything else, Zhang Gong Guoshi has long since lost his heart and has become a sin city lord with a bad temper and a domineering personality.

It is estimated that in addition to his own name Zhang Gong, he once served as a national teacher in the Daqing Dynasty, and he has long forgotten everything.

I looked at this "splendid" palace and secretly admired it in my heart.

Zhang Gong has been trapped for a hundred years, and he still has the leisure to play with this little light and shadow thing? If he'd ever seen the neon lights in the city, wouldn't his jaw have to fall off?

There were already two slender Yin soldiers standing at the gate of the city, and they looked like female ghosts from the outside.

This discovery made me suddenly have a great interest in Zhang Gong Guoshi, I like colorful lights, I like female ghosts, this guy can't be trapped for too long, he only knows how to indulge in pleasure and not want to make progress, right?

But as soon as the thought came to me, I shook my head again.

If Zhang Gong's national division is abolished, then why did he send the third general to the headquarters of the Special Case Department without a soul? A abolished Zhanggong national teacher, would he want to get this one?

Maybe you're deliberately creating the impression that you're greedy for pleasure and have no ambitions.

While he was thinking about it, the City Lord's Mansion was already busy. Receive guests, identify them, and prepare their favorite food.

It took more than an hour to finally sit down.

The City Lord's Mansion covers a large area, and as far as I can see, it is estimated that there are three or four basketball courts in one hall alone.

Inside the hall, there were nine sparsely placed tables, and behind each table, there was a black stone chair.

The chair was crudely shaped, though it was made of stone, and there were white bones and flesh on it, and some even had half of a skull attached to it.

I only had one look at it and it dawned on me that the chair was probably carved out of the city wall.

There is a huge hall, and there are only ten seats except for the main seat. The so-called scarcity is expensive, and since there are few seats, it means that those who can sit there are definitely not simple people.

The six top masters who came together naturally have a place. I was dipped in the light of the big centipede and stood firmly behind the big centipede spirit's seat.

From my point of view, I can see the neck of the giant centipede spirit and the swarthy scale armor.

As long as I smash it with a stick and pour a red lotus karmic fire by the way, it is estimated that this big centipede essence will definitely die.

No evil man dared to risk his life to help him put out the fire.

I closed my eyes and shifted my focus a bit. No way, if we kill the great centipede, no one will be able to help us escape from Sin City.

His identity is still very covert, at least I followed it to this kind of high-level meeting place.

And Yu Daoran, who came with me, Uncle Hei, the old smoking gun, and the woman named Cheng Careful didn't know where they were.

I'm not even sure if they're in Vice City.

It may be that the time for the banquet has not yet arrived, and after the six masters sat down, they began to close their eyes and recuperate, without saying a word.

After a while, suddenly someone shouted loudly: "The owner of the overseas lifeless island!" The wind is uneven, and the old gentleman has arrived! ”

When I heard the name, I was taken aback and hurriedly looked up.

After taking a look, I found that an old man in white clothes and a kind face walked into the venue surrounded by several Yin soldiers.

He glanced around with a smile and said with a smile: "Everyone, it's too late for old decay. ”

The six masters bowed their hands slightly, which can be regarded as showing respect for him.

Then the Void-bellied Ghost King smiled and said, "Mr. Feng Buping, it turns out that you are here too." ”

This old man in white clothes and with a kind face is the corpse of the immortal who was blown up by the true fire of the sun from the end of the county.

Later, my father broke the word in the Miaoshan ghost market, calling him a lifeless corpse.

I don't know what a lifeless corpse is, and it wasn't recorded in the book my grandfather showed me.

But I know that the wind is definitely coming from the news of Wuxian Kingdom, because it uses the same methods when witchcraft was rampant!

Sure enough, I only heard the wind and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoists, since the news of Wuxian Kingdom has appeared, as the inheritor of witchcraft in ancient times, how can I not come?" ”

The prison master of the oil pot hell laughed and said, "Mr. Wind is uneven! If you can find Wuxian Kingdom, would you like to join forces with my eighteen layers of hell? ”

Feng Buping smiled and didn't say anything, and just said in his mouth: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

Except for these two words, he didn't give an accurate answer to the prison master of the oil pot hell at all.

The oil pot prison master didn't care, smiled slightly and stopped talking.

The reason why he invited Feng Buping was also because of his identity as a Feng Buping wizard, otherwise there were eighteen prison masters in the eighteen layers of hell, and there were countless evil ghosts, and there was really no shortage of him as a master.

Although they were all evil, everyone was happy and polite, which was a little unexpected for me. You must know that when the exorcists meet, they will be tense, arguing with each other, and they may even start to move if they disagree.

Seven evil masters gathered here, and they were able to restrain themselves from doing anything, if the exorcists knew about it, I don't know if they would be embarrassed.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly the big centipede spirit spoke: "Old man Feng, I heard that you were in Miaoshan and lost in the hands of Mr. Zhang Jiada?" ”

"That guy named Zhang Wuxin, is he very powerful?"