In the haunting Fengdu, the dark green lanterns are all over the sky, blocking the silver moon and the stars, and dyeing the earth with a deep layer of green.

On the bluestone street, the staggered lines of the road shone with a faint light, and at the end of these lines, there were "doors" that flashed with red light.

With the different sounds on the street, accompanied by a fast and slow bamboo bang, "the sky is wet, the feast is open, the night has come, and the hundred ghosts are walking at night." After that, it was clear that something was pouring out of the red light through the door.

"Zheng!"

The sound came from nowhere like the starting gun of a marathon, and after this sound sounded, all kinds of ghosts, which were simply uncountable, flew out of the doors of the four directions, like a river bursting its embankment rushing on the streets of Fengdu.

"Be careful. Zheng Que pulled the ink, pressed her against the wall, and blocked herself in front of her, one or two pounced ghosts were bounced out by Zheng Que with one hand, Lan Hong leaned against the wall, did not use the puppet to block these ghosts, but to protect the puppet behind him, his arms in front of him, the face under the arm, the original brown pupils emitted a faint red light, blocking these little ghosts flying out of the square door.

About a stick of incense, all kinds of imps in the door were probably finished, and only a few were still floating outward, and the "Zheng" that sounded out of nowhere sounded again, Zheng Que's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pulled Lan Hong over on the side, protected them together, and looked at the door of the Quartet.

I saw a grand sound sounding in these doors, which was a number of chimes singing, and then there appeared like an ensemble of zither and pipa, mixed with the sound of drums and some suona sounds came from inside the door, when these sounds played, the ghosts that had just rushed out all flew into the sky and lined up along the green lanterns, like a street in the air, but the floor of these streets is not bluestone but a strange-looking little ghost.

"It's coming out. A girl with a fox mask and two ponytails walked up to the three of them from the corner of the street, looked at the sky and said slowly.

Mo Lai's eyelids jumped slightly, because there was another person beside this girl, a woman, a woman wearing a Rakshasa mask, the woman beckoned to the three of them, and smiled slightly.

"Hello guests, what a coincidence. ”

Mo Lai drooped his eyelids, this person was definitely deliberate, Mo Lai had a smile on his face, "You are here to serve?"

"How is that possible?" the woman waved her hand, "I'm not working right now, just a little woman who is going to visit the night market with her friends, guest officer, this kind of thing will come back next time I work." ”

"Shhhh The girl took the woman's hand and pointed to the sky, "Here it is." ”

Mo Lai wanted to say something more but was blocked by Zheng Que with his hand, Zheng Que stared at the sky, as if guarding against something, the two girls trotted to the wall, just like the three of them, leaning against the wall, looking at the sky.

In the scarlet door, a palanquin made of unknown pieces was pulled by four horses in black armor and crushed over the imps from the door and headed towards the street. This is the case in every gate.

"Originally, these guys sat on the horse is not four, in order to compete with who is the cow, the more the better, the most powerful time I heard my mother say, there is a big ghost actually prepared a thousand ghost horses, and then a stick of incense did not come out of the door, until the other big ghost behind was impatient, kicked all these things out, the two guys also fought for this, and finally the one who bought a thousand horses was eaten by another before the matter was over. The girl looked at Mo Lai and said to herself.

Mo looked at the sky and ignored it, and the girl smiled, "Do you know why it's all four horses now?"

The woman's expression is obviously a little changed, but no one can see it under the mask, the girl looked at the three of Molai with a smile, but the three of them just looked at the sky, the girl pouted, and stomped heavily on the ground, could it be that this guy chats with me every day in the future!?

"Well, this young lady, be quiet, you're a little noisy. Mo Lai raised his eyebrows, looking at the girl as if she couldn't bear to scold the naughty child, she could only remind her in this way.

"You!" the girl clenched her fists, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only pout and lean against the wall, looking ahead angrily, isn't it just some ghosts?!

However, the girl still looked up, I heard that I heard it, but she herself had not seen that scene, and she would not know in the future, she only knew that in the days when Di Nuanshu was alive, every moment of the Great Apocalypse existed in the world, and there would not be any existence in this world who wanted to continue to exist and dared to use six or more horses to pull his sedan chair.

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In the air, a dark green lantern was stepped on by the girl's slender jade feet and sank slightly, like frost and snow's wrist caressing the white Yingying's long sword, exuding the white jade of the aura as a ring, the jade worn on the girls' waists collided with the girls' dance, and the sound was matched with the bright dresses and light dances of the girls who danced on the lantern like gods.

The noble feast was pressed against the corners of the jade, and before the statue of the god Tubo, a handful of fragrant flowers were enshrined under it, and the grass was wrapped in flesh orchid to make a cushion, and the rulers of Fengdu were seated below, all holding up cinnamon wine or pepper syrup to honor the initiator of the feast.

The ghosts of the various creatures on the street after their death hold drumsticks high and beat the drums loudly, and the ghosts on the road have to beat to a soothing rhythm, and some have to sing songs, and the songs are long and euphemistic; the ghosts and creatures on the streets play in unison, and the sculptures on the pavilions of various colors let go of their singing voices, and the sounds like ancient sacrifices appear, along with these sounds, the witches wear luxurious and beautiful clothes and dance in different places on the street, and rejoice with the people; and if you sniff carefully, you can feel the fragrance of the aura, which overflows from the surrounding houses, and all kinds of sounds are intertwined, shaking the whole Fengdu。

In the eyes of cheerful people, this is lively, such as the girl with a double ponytail, holding Tang Xin's arm with one hand and Lu Jiu with the other, running around on various stalls on the street, seeing a slightly better little thing, he directly dropped a spirit silver, and then without waiting for the other party to find money, he threw the things to Zheng Que, who was holding all kinds of items behind him and couldn't see his head, Lan Hong and the two, and continued to drag them to the next stall, so happy.

But in the eyes of stuffy people, it is noisy, such as Lu Jiu, who was suddenly asked for an exchange by Molai.

Lu Jiu blocked her ears, even so, all kinds of music from the outside world still drilled into Lu Jiu's mind, Lu Jiu looked loveless, the two small gourds given by the innkeeper were forgotten in the room by herself, and now the sound of the outside world made her a little dizzy, and the Xuanqingmen sacrifice was also a big day, but why were they so solemn in Xuanqingmen, everyone didn't even dare to breathe, and here it was... Noisy!

Lu Jiu blocked her ears and swept around at the same time, she found that there were not only ghosts around, but also some humans who were similar to herself, they were wearing masks like herself, some were followed by a person, and some were walking around Fengdu in groups, which was indeed a rare thing here.

They are probably the disciples of those big sects, some of them came here to do business with Fengdu, and some of them passed by, as for traveling, Lu Jiu felt that except for today, Fengdu really had no need to travel, except for those ghost cultivators who needed yin qi.

The girl stopped suddenly, Lu Jiu covered her left arm, and stepped back slightly, it turned out that on the street in front of them, the ghost stream separated a way and made way for a "person".

It was still like a broken armor dug up from an ancient battlefield, covered with black blood that had been fused with the armor, but it was devoid of dirt and cleaned.

The horse no longer wore his hair loose, but tied up his dark hair, the hole in his chest was covered by a black garment, his face was washed white, and the silk thread on his mouth was covered by a black and red silk scarf, as if he deliberately did not want others to see it.

Walking horse looked at the three of them, and finally fixed his eyes on Lu Jiu, took a step, like a general in a military parade, slowly walked towards Lu Jiu, and another hand was in front of Lu Jiu, Zheng Que was holding a bunch of things, tilting his head and looking at Walking Ma through the gap in the mask, the latter did not care about Zheng Que, but stopped in front of Lu Jiu, knelt down on one knee, put his hand on his abdomen, and nodded his eyebrows with the other hand, and said to Lu Jiu in this strange way,

"Respected heir of the sword master, I was guarding in the blessed land of the secluded capital during the day, but there was a thief who led me away, although I can speak during the day, but my thinking is fixed, only the thought of destroying the invader, I was led to you by that person, and regarded you as the thief, and swords against you, this is my mistake, please forgive my mistakes, or give me a chance to make amends. ”

Lu Jiu's complexion recovered, but he didn't know what to say, because the other party's momentum was completely imperceptible, and there could only be two such situations, one was that the realm disappeared, and the other was that his current realm was high and he couldn't detect it.

"What do you think? If you don't want to, give me a sword and let me die to atone for my sins. Walking Ma looked at Lu Jiu's expression, a sword made of silk threads appeared in his hand, and handed it to Lu Jiu, Lu Jiu looked at the sword and the fingers of his right hand trembled slightly.

A wave of anger suddenly appeared in Lu Jiu's eyes, in the sea of gods, Mo Lai, who was watching the excitement, suddenly fell to the ground holding his stomach, and the sword qi around him kept surging, like a natural disaster, as if he wanted to turn the world upside down, and under the sword qi, it was like silt in the deep sea, and began to roll outward, crawling towards Lu Jiu's divine sea.

Lu Jiu's right hand grabbed the sword and slashed at the neck of the walking horse, the walking horse looked at the cut sword and closed his eyes, but after a while, the walking horse found that the neck did not feel cut by someone, the walking horse slowly opened his eyes, and a slightly trembling silk sword was reflected in the scarlet eyes.

Lu Jiu, the owner of the silk sword, opened his eyes wide, his forehead overflowed with sweat, and his left hand held his right hand, just like it was in front of the woman in that village, Lu Jiu stopped himself who was just a hidden son at the time from killing that woman, the only difference was that Lu Jiu didn't feel that the other party couldn't kill, but just felt that if he killed the other party like this, then Lu Jiu would no longer be Lu Jiu, no longer the Lu Jiu he wanted.

So Lu Jiu stopped himself again.

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"The second step you lose. The old man sat on the bed in the inn and said with a smile.

The proprietress opened her red pupils and sat on a chair, sitting not like a woman but like a man, and the proprietress at this moment is indeed a man, she is now a Tubo.

"I'm not good at gambling, and the first step is a good draw with you. ”

"Yo, you're going to throw in the towel, and I'll accept it. The old man rubbed his hands together with a hippie smile.

"Heh, the bigger you are, the thicker your skin becomes, when did I say that I would admit defeat, my new disciple is still there, she will guide her to me. Tubo said coldly.

"Two donors, in your realm, you are like a child when you meet together. "The monk folded his hands, his whole body was full of golden light, and the treasure was solemn, and he was now the Buddha.

The old man stuck out his tongue at the Buddha, and then spat at Tubo, smiling disdainfully, "My student is there too." ”

The old man stretched out a hand, cocked two fingers, and said proudly with a smile,

"It's still two. ”