Seeing that Minghe Daoist was leaving again, Wang Xuan pulled Xuanjin over, lowered his voice and frowned.

"Miss Xuan, I see that you are not a reckless person, how can you come down like this. This old way says what can hide our breath, but the demons dancing in the banquet of the hundred ghosts, how can it be so easy to break in. If something goes wrong, I'm afraid you and I will have to explain it here!"

"Don't worry, Prince Wang!" Xuan Jin rolled his eyes and said with a slightly mysterious smile.

"This so-called Heavenly Master, there is indeed a slight problem. But Wang Gongzi, if you believe me, go to this feast of a hundred ghosts. At least before you and I leave the city, the old Taoist priest will protect you and me if he works hard!"

Wang Xuan still had some doubts in his eyes, but since Xuan Jin was so sure, he didn't want to say more, after all, he was already in a ghost town, no matter how bad it was, it wouldn't be bad, so it was better to listen to what she said.

Half an hour later, Wang Xuan and Xuan Jin walked on a path, and the gray fog around them began to dissipate visibly, and a faint moonlight fell from the sky. Wang Xuan deliberately fell behind slightly, and the small silver sword on his neck was already in the palm of his hand. The magic trick in his heart was silently urged, and under the slight coolness in his hand, Wang Xuan could feel the light of the moonlight in the floating light sword gradually filling.

At this time, under the dissipation of the ghost mist, an unnatural wisp of white gas lingered on the faces of the two people. This is after taking the breath beads given by the Minghe Daoist, the breath of the living people is covered by the mist, and the Minghe Daoist applied a layer of ghost qi to the two, and now it seems that it is no different from the ghosts in this ghost town.

The two of them didn't say anything for a while, just walked briskly on the path. According to the people of Minghedao, the hundred ghost banquet will be opened in the middle of the month, and the moon will disperse, and now the ghost banquet has been opened, so we must hurry up.

Fortunately, when he didn't walk much, a somewhat fluctuating ghost music came from afar, and he could vaguely see the white curtains fluttering in front of him, and many black shadows wandering.

"Prince Wang, it seems that the place of the ghost banquet is ahead!" Xuan Jin turned back to Wang Xuan and said.

Wang Xuan had already tied the floating light sword back to his neck at this time, looked up at the front, and said with a somewhat solemn face,

"Miss Xuan, this feast of a hundred ghosts is tantamount to the tiger's den in Longtan, you and I have to be careful!"

"That's nature!" Xuan Jin nodded.

Walking a little further, you can clearly see that the ghost fog in front of you is clear. In an open space, there were at least hundreds of tables and chairs, and countless black and white ghosts moved back and forth between them. There was also a group of dozens of people in white mourning clothes on the left and right, holding suona and beating the gong, and some harsh ghost music came out slowly. In the center surrounded by tables and chairs, a big red platform can be faintly seen, and a large piece of miserable white lanterns are hanging on the high platform.

Wang Xuan and the others walked to the edge of the ghost banquet, but no one noticed them. And in addition to some strange-shaped ghosts, there are also some ghosts that are no different from ordinary people in addition to being pale, and it is okay for the two to walk during the period.

After entering the ghost banquet, the two chose a remote corner and stepped into the banquet. Wang Xuan's afterglow fell on the black wooden table on the side, and he saw that among the dishes on the table, there were all kinds of hearts, livers, spleens and kidneys, and they were bloody and steaming. Even if it was cooked, it was a whole human head that had been steamed to the point of being extremely pale, and the flesh was shiny with oil. A pair of steamed white eyes on the head of the person are dead, and the white lips are also wide open, which shows that the pain before death has been maintained.

Wang Xuan glanced at it a few times, only to feel a little tumbling and nausea in his abdomen, especially when he saw a ghost mist with a big belly and a round waist, grabbing half of the torn human limbs, and gnawing with blood, Wang Xuan only felt that he couldn't suppress the feeling of nausea. Fortunately, at this time, Xuanjin on the side pulled him and pointed in a direction.

Wang Xuan looked in the direction pointed by Xuan Jin, and saw that under the big red platform in front of him, two large wine tanks with several people hugging each other were placed on the ground, and on top of the wine tank, there was a pitch-black skull suspended in each. The black skull's fanged mouth opened wide, and a thin, transparent spring flowed from the skull's mouth into the vat below. At this time, most of the transparent liquid in the wine vat was already filled, and even if Wang Xuan and the others stood dozens of zhang away, they could still smell the clear aroma of wine wafting over.

"Moon Yin Ghost Wine!"

The two glanced at each other, and they both understood that the vats in front of them were the purpose of this trip. It's just that, on the edge of the two large vats, there is still a hunched body, with huge claws almost hanging to the ground, half a story high, and a dog-like ghost with pitch-black thorns all over its body.

"Ghost Dog!"

Wang Xuan's heart sank.

Ghost dogs are such things, and when I used to go to the desolate graves outside Feng County with my husband, I could often meet them. Although this ghost has a dog in its name, it is still the embodiment of a dead man. A person who turns into a ghost dog must be brutal by nature before death, and a person without conscience who likes to kill, after death, he is infected by yin energy, and becomes more fond of killing, and he is extremely anxious and violent after three days without blood.

It's just that although there are many ghost dogs, Wang Xuan has never heard of such a tall ghost dog as a building. Let's not talk about how it behaves, just looking at the surroundings of this ghost dog, at least there are no ghosts close to it within ten zhang. Even if there are unsane ghosts wandering around, as soon as they get close to the ghost dog, they seem to be captured by the momentum, and they are busy escaping far away.

With this ghost dog in front, how to get his hands on this moon yin ghost wine, Wang Xuan was a little worried in his heart.

At this time, a loud whistle sounded. Then the clouds that covered the sky also dispersed, and the ghost fog that filled the city seemed to not exist at all, and if you looked at it from a high place, the entire Lianwu City seemed to have returned to its original appearance when it was not invaded by the ghost fog. High-rise buildings, palaces, streets, and small villages scattered on the side, but they all seem a little desolate and uninhabited.

After the clouds dispersed and the ghost fog receded, a disk-like bright moon hung in the sky, and the pale silver moonlight scattered on the city without obstruction, and the earth was covered with a layer of silver frost.

On the ghost banquet, the ghosts who were originally a little noisy quieted down, and the funeral team also put down the utensils in their hands, and all kinds of ghosts or standing or crawling or flying or floating around stopped their movements and looked at the empty red platform with a big white lantern hanging in front of them.

The high platform has been erected, just waiting for the show to appear!

"It's a blessing to be able to enjoy such a beautiful moonscape tonight with all of you!"

A clear and high man's voice came from the high platform, and then a burst of green mist flowed to the stage, and a handsome young man in a green shirt appeared on the high platform with the green mist.

Wang Xuan raised his eyes and saw that this person was about twenty years old, wearing a cloud crown and simply tying a white scarf. Dressed in white, with a cage of green silk cloud shirts covered in white clothes, high nose and starry eyes, sword eyebrows and red lips, and handsome appearance. Standing on this high platform, such a character is like being in a dark ghost town, but it is quite a bit out of the dust.

Seeing the man in green clothes on the high platform, he was holding his hands behind his back and looking at the ghosts in the audience with a light smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, is this feast alright?"

The ghosts in the audience shouted in unison at this time,

"Thank you for your hospitality, the banquet is excellent!"

"Haha!" the man in Tsing Yi laughed heartily and said,

"The wine and meat of this feast are good, but they are not enjoyable. I've heard enough of this ghost music. Today, it has brought you a good show, you can watch it happily!"

"Good!" "Good", "All the ghosts in the audience applauded together.

"Bunu, bring it up!"

The boy in Tsing Yi turned back to the high platform and gave a command, followed by the sound of several heavy objects being dragged. Wang Xuan moved forward a little in curiosity.

I saw that on the high platform, two short-sized blue-faced ghosts were dragging a long black iron chain, and behind the chain was an iron hook that was a foot long, and it was deeply locked on the pipa bones of a dead dog-like man behind it. Under the somewhat laborious drag of the two green-faced ghosts, the man hung his head, and two long blood marks flowed from behind his body, which were clearly visible even on the red platform.

This is not over, after the two green-faced ghosts dragged the man to the front of the stage, they stood quietly behind the man in green clothes. Then there was the sound of chains dragging again, and two green-faced ghosts dragged one more person to the front of the stage, the same blood stains. Immediately after that, there was another person, and it took seven or eight people to the stage so that there was no sound of chains.

"These are the original famous cultivators in this Lianwu City!" said the man in Tsing Yi had a smile on his face like a spring breeze. More than a dozen imps stood behind him honestly, but their scarlet eyes stared maliciously at the few people spread out in front of them.

"A few days ago, my father came to this city, and these people were also interested, and they knelt down in front of their father before the ghost fog entered their bodies. Seeing that they were so honest, my father did not embarrass them, and did not dissolve their minds after casting the slave heart curse. ”

As he spoke, the man in Tsing Yi threw a wooden sword broken into two knots on the ground. Strange to say, Wang Xuan clearly saw in the audience that these two sections were clearly wooden swords, but when they fell on the stage, there was a sound of gold and iron fighting.

"It's a demon-slaying sword, and I don't know how many years it has been enshrined in this city!" the man in Tsing Yi sighed,

"If it weren't for some unknown reason, the demon-slaying righteous qi accumulated in this demon-slaying sword for many years would suddenly be a little less. Otherwise, I really let these people secretly take advantage of the absence of their father and the original god to stab into the bones of their father, and they can't really be damaged in the hands of these people!"

The man in Tsing Yi looked at a few people on the ground, his plain white right hand was slightly raised, and the head of a man led by him was held up by an invisible force.

"Not only are they so able to endure it, but they can also kill my father despite the pain of the slave's curse. Qing is a little impressed by his determination to keep this city like this!"

The man who was held up by the void had a blood-stained face, but there were only two black holes in the eyes, and there were two lines of blood and tears, which looked quite terrifying.

"It's just a ghost, a delusion... Delusional to touch the world, bah, I can't help myself!" The blood-stained man spat out with some difficulty, and there were drops of blood falling on the red platform below him as he spoke. "When the Heavenly Master returns, he will be killed... Kill them all!"

"Haha!Heavenly Master?Heavenly Master?!" The man in Tsing Yi looked up to the sky and laughed,

"I know you, Zhu Daoren! Although you are called a Taoist, how can I not see that you have a Dao Gate Dharma Disc with you? Isn't it that Dao Xuanshan looks down on you like this?"

The man known as Zhu Daoren "spit" and stopped talking.

"Do you still want to count on the Heavenly Master? haha, I'm not afraid to tell you, don't say that your little Lianwu City is between the entire Six Realms and Three Seas, and all the main gates of the world are already too busy to take care of themselves!"

At this time, the man in Tsing Yi also ignored Zhu Daoren. With a wave of his hand, Zhu Daoren fell heavily to the ground, and there was another muffled snort.

"Today is the wine of the Father's Father. The day of sharing with all of you. It's just that although you have drunk a lot of wine, you haven't drunk this Yanghe ghost wine mixed with the yang blood of cultivators!"

The man in Tsing Yi turned to look at the ghosts in the audience and said with a smile. "This Yanghe ghost wine mixed with aura and blood, but it is a great supplement to enhance cultivation. Father, the old man, has already refined enough yin qi this month, so he gave these people down, so that this son can be rewarded with you!"

"Thank you Ghost King!! thank you Childe !!"

The ghosts in the audience cheered together.

Wang Xuan naturally saw it clearly, thinking that the few people on the stage were the cultivators who were originally enshrined in Lian Dance City, but he didn't want to end up like this.

At this time, many green-faced imps on the stage were already cheering and brought up a huge knife holder, and dozens of knives of various sizes were hung in a dazzling array of eyes, and they were about to skin and tear out the bones of everyone on the stage, and disembowel. Wang Xuan couldn't bear to look at it anymore, turned his head, but saw Xuan Jin standing behind him thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.