Shu Yueji and Mu Hanyun flew to Jinmu Town, Haizhou with the Kongzhi Monk.

It was noon, and the sun was high in the sky, unbridled with light and heat on the earth.

The streets of Kaneki Town are full of people and are very lively.

There are singers singing in the restaurant, there are performers on the street who are playing with chest stones, and there are monkeys, fortune tellers and wonton sellers on the street corners.

There are traveling merchants who carry goods and sell them all the way, stewards who drive horse-drawn carriages and shout for passers-by to get out of the way, and young girls who are choosing cloth in pairs.

Shu Yueji and Mu Hanyun were surprised when they saw the scene of Jinmu Town, it seemed that there was a lot of sunshine here, and it was hard to imagine that there was a ghost king here.

It stands to reason that if there is a ghost king in a place, shouldn't someone in every family wear filial piety and place a coffin in every house?

Shu Yueji asked the Kongzhi Divine Monk: "Divine Monk, are you sure that there is a ghost king here in Jinding Temple?" It looks bustling and lively. ”

The Monk of Empty Knowledge sighed: "Every Taoist friend who comes to Jinmu Town has this question, please look at these pedestrians on the street, do they all look blue, have sparse hair, and often doze off?" This is due to the fact that it is contaminated with too much yin qi, and if it goes on like this, it will definitely reduce the life expectancy. ”

After being reminded by the Kongzhi Divine Monk, Shu Yueji and Mu Hanyun found that almost everyone who came and went had dark circles on their faces, yawned often, and their faces were also very unhealthy.

At first glance, I thought that everyone in Kaneki Town was staying up late.

The Kongzhi Divine Monk said again: "That's because the ghost king of Jinmu Town is kind by nature and tries his best to restrain the ghosts from making trouble. If the ghost king didn't want to establish a small underworld in Jinmu Town, the monks of our temple didn't want to clash with the ghost king. ”

"Little Underworld?" Shu Yuechen asked curiously.

"Recently, the underworld has been turbulent, and that ghost king intends to establish a small underworld in the world to contain lonely souls and wild ghosts, which is the way against the sky, and heaven and earth do not tolerate it."

Shu Yueji asked again: "Does the monk know why the underworld is turbulent?" ”

"It is said that two great powers fought in the underworld, and the terrain of the underworld changed, and countless souls were scattered because of this, and the ghost gate was opened. One of the great powers was still an immortal sword immortal. The two of them are high disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect, can they know the true identity of this Immortal Sword Immortal? ”

Mu Hanyun didn't know, but Shu Yuechen suspected that this great power was Bai Mingqiu, the patriarch of his own founding school, so he didn't want to ask anymore at the moment, so he just shook his head.

The Monk of Kongzhi then took his leave, leaving Shu Yueji and Mu Hanyun in Jinmu Town.

Shu Yuechen also wanted to know more about the Ghost King.

She first found an old farmer with a hoe and asked, "I heard that there is a ghost king in your Jinmu Town, aren't you afraid, uncle?" ”

The old farmer was stunned and said, "I know, the masters of Jinding Temple have said it. At first, I was a little scared, but then I found out that he didn't harm anyone, so wasn't that similar to those immortal monks? The old man is not afraid. ”

Shu Yueji asked again: "But because of the ghost king, you are contaminated with yin qi, which will affect your lifespan." ”

The old farmer immediately retorted: "You don't know anything! The old man is fifty years old, and he is not young, because of the blessing of the ghost king, he stayed in Jinmu Town to eat and dress warmly. You don't know how many people outside have starved to death because of the floods and forced to die by the government in the past year. The Ghost King occupies Kaneki Town, which is the blessing of Kaneki Town. ”

Shu Yueji asked a vendor selling sugar gourds again.

"The ghost king told the big guy in his dream to build a small underworld, that's great, can I see the dead old lady? What's the point of living a few years less. ”

Shu Yueji asked an old woman.

"I've suffered enough in my life, I was beaten and scolded by my husband when I was young, I was bullied by my daughter-in-law when I was old, and after I died, I entered the small underworld and was no longer bullied, how good!"

Even after asking more than a dozen people, none of them opposed the ghost king, and none of them opposed the establishment of the small underworld.

Mu Hanyun asked, "Senior sister, no one in this Jinmu Town has any objections to the establishment of a small underworld, why don't we go back!" ”

Shu Yueji shook his head and said, "Otherwise, ants are still stealing life, let alone people?" It's just that mortals in the immortal cultivation realm live too hard, so they don't want to oppose this benevolent ghost king. Once the Little Underworld is established and the ghost king is gone, who can guarantee that the ghost king who succeeds to the throne will be so benevolent? A brutal ghost king is enough to turn Haizhou into a hell on earth. ”

Mu Hanyun disagreed: "Senior sister, peace for a while is also peace, why bother with the future?" ”

Shu Yuechen made up her mind: "Let's go see the ghost king first." ”

The two inquired all the way, and they had already learned that the ghost king was on Youlong Mountain outside Jinmu Town, and the ghost king set up a monument under Youlong Mountain to warn mortals not to trespass into Youlong Mountain without permission, so as not to be bumped into by ghosts.

In the evening, the two got up and went to Youlong Mountain,

After nightfall, there were many dead people who rushed to Youlong Mountain, and they were attracted by the breath of the ghost king, and they all moved towards Youlong Mountain.

Shu Yueji and Mu Hanyun's yang energy was too heavy, and no one dared to provoke these yin spirits, leaving a large open space for the two of them.

After walking along the mountain road for a while, I came to an octagonal pavilion, which was very old, and one of the pillars in the pavilion was crooked and would fall down at any time.

The black-clothed ghost king sat in the pavilion and looked at the two of them.

The demons had been driven away by him, and they had moved away from this place.

The black-clothed ghost king exuded a terrifying yin aura, his face was expressionless, and he looked at the two of them coldly.

"It's you immortal monks again, who came to prevent me from establishing the Little Underworld, do you think I really don't dare to kill people?"

Mu Hanyun looked at his senior sister to see how she answered, but saw that his senior sister Shu Yueji was stunned in place, looking at the black-clothed ghost king motionless.

Mu Hanyun was full of doubts, looking up and down at the black-clothed ghost king.

The black-clothed ghost king was stared at by the two of them all the time, so he wondered what was wrong with him, and hurriedly looked at what was wrong with his clothes.

But his black clothes were all transformed by yin qi, which was perfect, and he couldn't see anything wrong at all.

"You two have been looking at this king all the time?"

Shu Yuechen never thought that the ghost king of Jinmu Town turned out to be Lin Jingyong, he looked ordinary, even if he was shrouded in yin qi, he couldn't see much viciousness.

Ten years ago, Lin Jingyong was burned to death by the glazed sky fire of Hu Xiulan, a monk in the Jindan period, in front of Shu Yueji's eyes, and she will never forget that scene.

That was the first friend she had made, Shu Yueji didn't protect him well, she was still too weak there.

The spirit protection jade pendant she had obtained from Han Sheng, a monk of the Xianxia Sect, was still hanging on Lin Jingyong's chest.

Lin Jingyong was only the lowest level of Qi refining period cultivator before his death, living in the remote Qingshan Town, I don't know what happened to him after his death, and he actually became a ghost king in the underworld?

You must know that the ghost kings are the strongest of countless powerful ghosts fighting each other, and they need strong strength.

Shu Yueji looked at Lin Jingyong fixedly: "Do you remember me?" ”

The black-clothed ghost king has long since forgotten the events of his life, and naturally he doesn't know Shu Yueji. He thought about it carefully, and the more he looked at Shu Yueji, the more familiar he felt, but he couldn't remember who she was anyway.

(End of chapter)