Song Ciwan flew on the streets of Pinglan City, and from time to time he would encounter officers and soldiers of the city patrol division.

Of course, no one in this world can see her.

Occasionally, she would also meet someone in the other world who was in a hurry, because she used the time to escape, this escape technique was blessed by the night, and the speed became faster and faster, and the monks in the other world often could only see a dark shadow floating by her side in an instant.

The two sides did not intersect with each other, and Song Ciwan just concentrated on hurrying.

On the road, there are often strange figures.

There are officers and soldiers of the City Patrol Division who are casting spells and killing tricks in array, and there are also demon school captains of the Hanging Lamp Division who are running around, low-level tricks and ordinary officers and soldiers can deal with, and slightly higher level ones need to be dispatched to kill demon captains.

However, after all, the number of demon captains is limited, and the number of officers and soldiers of the City Patrol Division is also limited, and there are always some tricks that break through the restrictions of the streets and houses, break into the people's homes, and cause tragedy.

Song Ciwan didn't dare to delay more and more, she passed through one after another in two quarters of an hour, and walked through a distance that ordinary mortals couldn't walk for ten days and a half months, and finally, after rushing through a strange street, Song Ciwan escaped into the Good People's Square.

The small courtyard she rented was in Shanrenfang, which was Song Ciwan's temporary home.

After entering the Good Man Fang, Song Ciwan saw that there were many warriors on the street who were killing back-to-back.

Most of these warriors are actually familiar faces to Song Ciwan.

Because Shanrenfang can be regarded as one of the largest civilian gathering places in Pinglan City, most of the mortals who live here have small family backgrounds, and although their lives are less than the above, they are more than enough.

There are many martial arts halls opened in the Good People Workshop - practicing martial arts is the most common way for ordinary mortals to be promoted upwards after all.

Song Ciwan's external identity in the Shanren Fang is the martial arts girl Song Xun, although since she came to the Shanren Fang, in addition to going out early and returning late, she goes to work in the Huan Washroom, and usually does not communicate with the neighbors, but more or less, she also recognizes the warriors of the nearby martial arts hall with a familiar face.

At this time, seeing these familiar warriors, for some reason, Song Ciwan suddenly felt a hazy sense of belonging.

Not for a specific person, but for the world.

This bizarre, demon-ridden world, even though there is so much absurdity, so much despicability, so much suffering...... But there are always some people who will inadvertently show a different kind of brilliance.

There were headless ghosts flying and whistling in the streets, and several young warriors were scared and screaming in panic.

Their master scolded: "What are you crying about? The rabbit cub has the strength to shout, why don't you want to work harder in the past? Pick up your knife and cut it, fool! Slash hard! People are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points! ”

"You're full of yang energy, what are you afraid of?"

A young warrior closed his eyes, picked up a long-handled broadsword, and shouted, "Kill!" Kill, kill, kill! I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, ah! Death to the Monster! Die, die! ”

He slashed off with a knife, and seeing that the whistling ghost head was about to bite him, Song Ciwan, who was passing by, released a team of black insects in the night, and the black insects struck from the side, and instantly rushed the ghost head to the young warrior's knife.

Bang!

The ghost was slashed off and let out a terrible scream.

The young warrior suddenly opened his eyes, crying and laughing: "I slashed!" I slashed! Master, apprentices are not waste! Trick, eat me another cloud-breaking knife! ”

Suddenly, another knife reached out from the oblique stab, instantly cutting the head of the ghost that had just been cut open by him into ashes.

The knife was made by a young female warrior, and the girl laughed proudly and said, "Eighth Senior Brother, the speed of your Cloud Breaking Knife is still not fast enough, how about my Wind Chasing Knife, Senior Sister?" ”

Brushing and brushing, she made eighteen knives in an instant, each knife brought a fierce wind, and cut all the ghost heads that surrounded her in all directions.

Once these shattered ghost heads fell to the ground, they turned to ashes in an instant.

Once these shattered ghost heads fell to the ground, they turned to ashes in an instant.

Song Ciwan quietly took away the black worm again, and passed by these warriors in the other world.

She shuttled a few more streets in an instant, and after a few breaths, returned to her door.

Then, Song Ciwan saw an interesting scene.

She saw a poor beauty knocking on the door next door to her house.

"Lang Jun, Lang Jun, open the door, yesterday you passed by that front street, and you praised the infinite charm of the slave family, why are you so ruthless tonight?"

"Lang Jun, I'm so scared, can you open the door? Help me, there's something scary out there! ”

……

This beauty sang again and again, each with a particularly seductive meaning, as if it was a new shoot of a branch swept by the gurgling spring water.

Again, and again.

But naturally no one in the door paid attention to her.

On the fourteenth day of the first month, Shangyuan is approaching, and a hundred ghosts are walking at night, who doesn't close their doors?

The officers and men of the City Patrol Division had already sounded the gongs and drums over and over again, and even though they could not fill every street, these voices would always be heard from afar.

The people in the city, who have a home, all stick Spring Festival couplets at the door of their homes, hang peach charms, and worship the door gods.

These things still have some effect, although the people are mortals, but the fortunes of the Great Zhou Dynasty have not declined, in the country, in the city, there is not only the protection of the righteousness of the government, but also the protection of the city god's land, and the people in the portal, in general, most of them also have some self-preservation power.

So, what is the extraordinary situation?

For example, the monsters and weird people, whose strength crosses the line, can forcibly break the goal, this is often an extraordinary situation.

Or in that portal, due to the influence of the heaven and earth's underworld qi and evil qi, it is self-generated demons, or it is self-generated, which is also a special situation......

Or, if the master inside the portal has to be tempted by a foreign object outside the door to open the door on his own, then, then this is called self-defeat, what else is there to say?

Most of the people in Pinglan City know these common senses.

Therefore, people can still endure the general temptation and carry it clearly.

But when the beauty who saw the outdoor door saw that the family never opened the door, her tone suddenly changed, and she said sadly: "Sun Lang, it's me!" The dead ghost in my house was eaten by the goblin just now, but fortunately, I saw the opportunity quickly and took the family's money and ran out! ”

"Sun Lang, open the door quickly, the slave family doesn't ask you to break with the eldest woman, the slave family is willing to be a concubine and serve you and his wife, can you open the door quickly?"

……

The beauty spoke one after another, and gradually, the sound of a conversation sounded inside the door.

The man of this house said: "Lady, that's Liu Cripple's wife, she usually flattered me, she said that her man died, she brought money to me, I think, let's open the door......"

The hostess scolded in a low voice: "You fancy intestines, don't you know when I don't know?" What do you do? What are you doing? ”