Jiang Hao has never felt that he is a good person, at most he can only be regarded as an ordinary person wandering in the gray area, sometimes his conscience attacks, and he will do good deeds and accumulate virtues, but if it is really related to his own personal interests, he will begin to hesitate, and after weighing the pros and cons, it is normal to do something harmful to others and self-interest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Letting the female ghosts of Lanruo Temple leave, in his opinion, it is indeed nothing, and when he fights with the old demon of Montenegro, he will definitely have no way to control them, and there is a chance that the pond fish will be affected by it, so he might as well let them go and let them fend for themselves, which can be regarded as a good deed.

But Nie Xiaoqian is different, whether it is out of a man's possessiveness for beauty, or Nie Xiaoqian's own potential, it is impossible for him to let Nie Xiaoqian go so easily.

After more than two months of getting along, he also saw that Nie Xiaoqian was a person who was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and forcibly leaving her behind would only make her feel guilty, so she had such a temptation.

If Nie Xiaoqian is willing to stay, everyone will naturally be happy, and he will trust Nie Xiaoqian more, if Nie Xiaoqian insists on leaving, he can only force him to stay, it is better to have a heart than to lose it completely.

"I'm willing to stay!"

Nie Xiaoqian hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to stay, during this time with Jiang Hao, she gradually figured out Jiang Hao's temper, an easy-going and free monster, rather than leaving alone or going to reincarnate like a big luck, it is better to follow him.

"Hahahaha, don't call me king in the future, just call me Jiang Hao!" Jiang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, laughed heartily, and said.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and soon the Midyear Festival arrives.

The Midyear Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival, is the day when the ghost gate of the underworld is opened, and the yin energy between heaven and earth also reaches the extreme on this day, and all the ghosts who have not yet been reincarnated can take the opportunity to go to the world to see their relatives for the last time.

But there are always some lonely souls and wild ghosts who have nowhere to return and no one to pay respects, so they can only wander around, and people with deviant physiques can easily be in danger if they encounter them, so that there is a saying that they do not go out in the middle of the night during the Midyear Festival.

And in the ghost-infested world of A Chinese Ghost Story, the danger is even worse.

Just past noon, the wind has risen in the flat ground, the thin white mist slowly rises, permeating the air, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, the field of vision is getting narrower and narrower, and at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the fog is already very thick, and you can only see more than ten meters in front of you, many unburned money paper flowers are floating in the air, which looks particularly infiltrating.

A hundred miles north of Lanruo Temple, on a lonely peak, Jiang Hao sat cross-legged silently, a dark color big sword fluttering in the wind, not far from his side, the bright silver spear was inserted in the pile of troubled times, the tip of the gun pointed obliquely at the sky, condensing the shimmering cold light.

Being in a high place, you can clearly see that the lonely souls and wild ghosts in the fog are densely packed, which can be said to be a rare lively scene, Jiang Hao has seen people in the past few months, and there are not as many ghosts as he has seen at this moment today.

Nie Xiaoqian walked back and forth beside him, her mouth squirmed a few times, and finally she couldn't help but speak: "Brother Jiang, do we have to wait here for the old demon of Montenegro to come to the door? It's better to find a place to hide, the old demon of Montenegro can't leave the underworld easily, as long as he escapes today, he won't be able to take us!"

"It's useless, the old demon of Montenegro knows your birthday, and he can find out where he is hiding. And the underworld and the yang world are not overlapping, the ghost gate can be opened anywhere in the world, and no matter how far he goes, he can also reach it in an instant. You can't avoid this one!"

Jiang Hao didn't say a word, even if he could dodge, he wouldn't dodge, the tiger hurts people, how can people not kill the tiger, the old demon of Montenegro will not let him go, and he will not let go of the old demon of Montenegro.

The anxiety on Nie Xiaoqian's face became stronger, she had heard too much of the horror of the old demon of Montenegro beside the locust tree spirit, and at this time, she actually wanted to be the enemy of the old demon of Montenegro, so she was naturally related.

"Don't worry, take the jade Ruyi I gave you, and just chant a spell and cast a spell when the time comes. You are also a cultivator in the Qi refining and Transformation God Stage now, with Jade Ruyi in hand, ordinary ghosts and monsters are not your opponents, besides, the old demon of Montenegro wants to arrest you as a Ding Furnace, and he will not let his subordinates hurt you. Jiang Hao saw Nie Xiaoqian's uneasiness, and said with relief: "Isn't it just an old demon of the Black Mountain? Since I can kill the locust tree spirit, I can also kill this old demon of the Black Mountain!"

At this moment, a burst of gongs and drums suddenly sounded, suona shook the sky, playing festive music, as if to welcome a wedding, and soon a team of ghosts gradually appeared in the white mist.

Seven or eight female ghosts followed behind them, holding a silver basin used in worship, and kept grabbing a handful of money, like a goddess scattering flowers, throwing it into the air, spreading the money all the way.

Later, there are a team of ghost soldiers and ghost generals, there are evil ghosts, skeletons and corpses, all wearing dark brown armor, holding swords, guns and axes, with hideous faces, surrounded by the steps of the golden silk carved dragon, two tall and burly evil ghosts each holding a flag, on which are written "Black Mountain" and "Vain Death City" five big characters.

The step is shrouded in a layer of black gauze curtains, and you can't see the appearance of the people inside, only a vague silhouette of a figure can be seen, just sitting there, it is dozens of meters high.

"Who is there to make a big fuss, dare to mention my name, is it looking for death?"

A hoarse and deep voice came from the chariot, with an eerie tone, and the listeners felt chills.

"Black, Black Mountain Old Demon! It's Black Mountain Old Demon here! He's here!"

Nie Xiaoqian's face was full of horror, her feet were a little weak, and she stood beside Jiang Hao, trembling with fright.

"Don't be afraid!" Jiang Hao held Nie Xiaoqian's somewhat cold hand, pulled her to his side, and smiled gently at her, his voice was not loud but full of trusting firmness: "Just leave it to me here!"

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned, feeling the warmth from his hands, her heart was beating, her cheeks were slightly red, she was a little flustered, but this kind of panic was completely different from the one just now.

When Jiang Hao let go of his hand, a sense of loss inexplicably rose in his heart, and he clenched it tightly, as if he was reminiscing about the warmth just now.

Jiang Hao didn't think about it so much, and after calming Nie Xiaoqian, he turned around, his face was already covered with frost, and sneered: "Black Mountain Old Demon, I think it's you who is the one who makes a lot of nonsense!

The old demon of Montenegro sneered, with disdain and contempt, which made people feel a deep chill: "Killing a locust tree spirit makes you so unaware of the height of the sky? That's just a dog we raised in the mortal world!

Jiang Hao's eyes froze, he noticed that the old demon of the Black Mountain was talking about us and not me, so in the underworld or the mortal world, he must have more than one accomplice, is it the monster that occupies the other Yama Palaces? Or is it someone else?

The old demon of Montenegro didn't give him much time to think, and the voice had already come out of the step: "Kill him for me!"

The ghost soldiers and ghost generals rushed towards Jiang Hao, the evil ghosts were in the sky, and the corpse and demon skeletons were on the ground, wielding the dark knife and the dark spear, with the yin wind.

Jiang Hao stood at the top of the mountain without moving, the light in his eyes flashed, and clusters of golden flames erupted from his mouth, burning towards the ghosts and monsters all over the mountain.

Call!

The flames were monstrous, and there was thunder flickering in them, and where they passed, the earth shook, the mountains and rocks shattered, and the thunder hit the ghosts, and suddenly turned into ashes, and the flames burst out, and when they touched a little, they would burn violently, and they would not stop until they were burned to ashes.

Heaven and earth are mutually reinforcing, this thunder fire is what the ghosts fear the most, the effect is extraordinarily significant, and hundreds of ghost soldiers were burned to death by Huo Huo in an instant.

What's more, the thunder fire is also burning continuously with the help of yin qi, and there is a faint tendency to spread, many mountains and rocks begin to turn red and soft, and there is a faint tendency to melt, which is why Jiang Hao chose to leave Lanruo Temple and choose to be in such a barren mountain and wild mountain.

If this battle is placed in Lanruo Temple, I am afraid that after they finish the fight, there will only be a pile of ruins left.

"It's all a bunch of waste!" Seeing the heavy casualties among his subordinates, the old demon of Montenegro snorted angrily, and with a wave of his sleeves, a black skull suddenly flew out of the chariot, flashing with black light, and flew into the air.

The skull was no bigger than a fist, pitch black as ink, smooth and round with a jade-like texture, and exploded in mid-air, turning into a black cloud floating in mid-air.

A moment later, the blood-yellow rain began to fall, like beads with broken threads, and it flowed endlessly.

"It's a familiar breath...... Jiang Hao thought for a while, and quickly remembered that the breath in this water was extremely similar to the original soul searching sand, and he immediately reacted: "It's Lethe River Water!"

Lethe River is the boundary between Huangquan Road and Difu, the river is filthy and cold, and it is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts who cannot be reincarnated, and they are extremely resentful, and they have broken away from the ranks of ordinary water.

The thunder fire is just to the yang, but in the end it still belongs to the flame of the mortal world, and it is naturally a little insufficient in front of Lethe Chuanshui.

Where the rain fell, the thunder and fire were extinguished one after another, just like brine dotting tofu.

At the same time, those ghosts seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and the rain fell on their bodies, and the injuries immediately began to heal, and the ghost qi on their bodies instantly became even better than just now.