Zhang Jiao stared at the two door gods in front of him from a distance, his arms trembling slightly.

Although he dodged the sudden attack just now, he was still swept in the arm by the sword wind carried by the peachwood sword.

At this moment, the arm felt like it was on fire, burning and painful, and the wisps of yang and breath were still rushing into the body.

Like a drop of water falling into a pot of oil, the forcibly suppressed yin qi in his body immediately burst out.

The cold gray-white aura instantly permeated the whole body, and continued to spread around, and the entire alley seemed to be plunged into a thick fog.

In the corner of the alley, dozens of rats convulsed and screamed, but before they could run a few steps, they stiffened and died in place.

Zhang Jiao's figure became looming in these cold aura like a fog, and he couldn't see his appearance or height clearly, and he couldn't even distinguish between men and women, he could only see a strange figure standing there.

The phantoms of the two door gods still stood blankly outside the dim vermilion door, unresponsive to what was happening in front of them.

Zhang Jiao in the mist seemed to have noticed this, and walked forward stiffly, and the yin qi that moved with him instantly poured towards the entrance of the apartment in front of him.

In an instant, the two door gods were full of light, and the yin qi that poured from them continued to melt like the sun shining on them.

Just when Zhang Jiao and the two door gods were facing each other from afar, the door of the apartment "creaked" open, and a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue kung fu shirt and black cloth shoes strode out, and the yellow talisman between the index and middle fingers spontaneously combusted without wind, turning into a streamer and blessing the two door gods.

The figure of the door god, which was already a little sluggish, instantly skyrocketed a little, and the carved eyebrows also had a little more brilliance, glaring angrily ahead.

The man stood between the two ghost figures of the door gods, and drank loudly.

"Who's doing this?"

Seeing the main master come out, Zhang Jiao's eyes lit up, he stroked his eyebrows and controlled the yin qi that was spreading out with the help of the power of Fang Tian's edict, and appeared in front of this master, while looking at him, he bowed slightly and said.

"I take the liberty of bothering, but please forgive me. ”

I saw that he looked about fifty years old, with gray temples and a square appearance. At this moment, he was looking at Zhang Jiao at the entrance of the alley with some surprise.

The man looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his heart suddenly chuckled, and he secretly said that the person who came was not good.

Although the young man on the other side didn't look very old, he was full of yin energy, and he had begun to faintly erode the surrounding and distort reality, which was extremely evil, no worse than the red robe that he had worked hard with his master and brother to get rid of, and even faintly better.

After all, he was still alive, and the murderous creatures like the red clothes were left with their only nature driven by ferocious resentment.

But after all, he has seen a lot of things, walked the rivers and lakes for decades, and while he was frightened, he still calmly gathered his mind, hugged his right hand with his left hand at the young man in front of him, pinched the meridian recipe inside, and looked Tai Chi on the outside, raised it to the tip of his nose, and asked.

"Liang Baiqing is a whole life, I don't know who your Excellency is, what is the important thing to come to find Liang?"

Zhang Jiao looked at the other party's hand-hugging salute and knew that the other party was asking about his origin.

After a moment's hesitation, he replied with a nondescript fist, and said directly without beating around the bush, "Take the liberty of interrupting, Zhang wants to ask Master Liang for some guidance, where will the capital appear in Kowloon Bay." ”

"The ghost town of Yudu is about to appear in Kowloon Bay?"

Liang Baiqing was stunned when he heard this, and after a little recollection, he subconsciously muttered, "The ghost town is about to appear?"

"You don't know?" Zhang Jiao asked rhetorically after hearing him talk to himself.

Liang Baiqing shook his head, and said in a slightly melancholy and nostalgic tone, "I just heard the master mention that on the land of Shenzhou, the ghost city of Xudu appears once every 7749 years, and those who are destined to enter can participate in the Xudu Mage Conference, and if they win, they can get the great reward of the ghosts and gods, but there are also rumors that those who enter the capital have entry and exit, and they will always fall into the ghost city." ”

After saying this, he made a promise to Zhang Jiao and continued, "About the ghost town of Xudu, I only know these in the future, if it weren't for Your Excellency to mention it today, I wouldn't have known that the ghost town will be present in this small Kowloon Bay." ”

Zhang Jiao couldn't deny what he said, but he just turned his head and stared at the peach talisman at the door of his apartment, and said quietly, "Then can you trouble the mage to do a fortune for me, and see where this ghost city will appear, Zhang should give a generous gift." ”

Liang Baiqing glanced at him strangely when he heard this, and then shook his head.

"Then I can't earn this generous gift from Your Excellency, if the ghost city is really going to appear, how can I calculate this little bit of mana, not to mention that if you are really born in this Kowloon Bay, with your ability, you can naturally easily sense it, why do you need to do more. There are still important things to do in the inferior class, so I can't leave you to go to the humble house for a drink, please!"

Liang Baiqing stretched out his right hand to make a gesture of please, stepped on Yu step secretly, pinched the finger behind the back of his left hand, once the other party moved slightly, he immediately made a strong move first and gave him a thunderous blow.

After all, the other party is full of yin energy, and it is not a good thing at first glance, and he can't take care of any morality.

But Zhang Jiao's reaction was a little unexpected, and when he saw the other party groaning slightly, he arched his hand and said to himself.

"Thank you for your answer, I hope you will forgive me for taking the liberty of interrupting me today. ”

With that, he turned around and quickly disappeared into the alley, and the yin qi that permeated the alley also dissipated, leaving only a little remnant in the dark corner.

Liang Baiqing waited vigilantly for half an hour, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after making sure that the other party had left.

Then he turned around and touched the vermilion gate carved with the two door gods of Shen Tu and Yu Lei, and his face was full of distress.

"Could it be that the poor road hit Tai Sui today? How can such a bad star come to the door. Why don't you wait for the next hexagram to calculate?"

While Liang Baiqing was thinking, he quickly turned back to the room and took out three pillars of extraordinary incense candles and came to the door.

Holding incense in your left hand, protecting incense with your right hand, raising it to the center of your eyebrows, and bowing down sincerely.

"Qing, thank you to the two gods for their support. ”

On the other side, Zhang Jiao had returned to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, where he was temporarily staying.

After rejecting the waiter's inquiry about the meal, he went straight back to his room.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Jiao's face became extremely hideous, exuding a cold air, the lights in the room began to flicker wildly the moment he stepped in, and the whispers of shadows continued to linger and echo in the room, setting off the same as a haunted house.

Zhang Jiao covered his eyebrows lightly, not caring about these abnormalities at all.

He went straight to the bathroom and turned the water up to the highest temperature.

The hot water gushed out, and he stripped naked and stood naked under the shower that was enough to burn a normal person, rubbing his whole body frantically in the hot water.

Large swaths of skin cracked under his vigorous scrubbing, and then fell off layer by layer, revealing the pale fat and pink muscles beneath the skin.

But he didn't seem to realize it, and let the blood-like bath water on his head continue to spill all over his body, and continued to scrub repeatedly, as if this would make him more comfortable.

This kind of terrifying scene, in the past ten days, he didn't know how much he had experienced, from the initial panic and fear to the current numbness and ignorance, Zhang Jiao has become more and more accustomed to the "symbiosis with ghosts" mentioned in Fang Tian's edict.

More than an hour later, when Zhang Jiao walked out of the bathroom intact, the hideousness on his face had disappeared, and there was no scar on his body, as if what happened in the bathroom before was an illusion.

He sat on the couch near the window in the living room, rubbing his eyebrows and muttering to himself.

"Like, it's a little more serious!"