Chapter 527 The ghost dog of the ghost capital evokes the spirit resentment

The full moon hangs high, the autumn wind Buddha faces passing, bringing bursts of coolness to people, but it also makes people feel the slightest comfort, the crotch fast horse takes advantage of the moonlight to fly like an arrow, the sky is not yet bright They have approached the secluded capital of Sichuan.

The ancient city under the bright moon induces mysterious colors, and occasionally night owls chasing meteors across the night sky let out bursts of strange screams, and through the moonlight, the ancient trees on the mountains are towering to the sky, temples abound, gods and ghosts are entrenched in various places, performing their duties, and ruling the legendary ghost world with harsh punishments.

The tomb slave looked at it for a long time, and then looked up at the bright moon that was about to die, and suddenly thought of something and shouted "It's not good"

The tomb slave's originally calm face suddenly tensed, and he had an expression of impending disaster.

Everyone hurriedly asked what happened, and the tomb slave said nervously: "Today is ・・・・・・ today is the annual Ghost Festival on July 15, I heard my grandfather say that every year on July 15, the king of Yama will come to the world to collect people, and the person who does this errand is the eldest disciple of the ghost emperor of the hidden capital - the spirit of the demon who is known as the spirit of the demon cha"

Zhou Lishui and the others were puzzled and asked, "What will happen then? Is it possible to collect the living?"

The tomb slave's face turned pale and he nodded nervously.

"Yes, if we come here today, we will definitely bump into their custom of sacrificing the living, and ・・・・・・ and if outsiders appear during their memorial, they will tie up all the outsiders and pour sesame oil on them, and burn them alive, they call this ・・・・・・" The tomb slave hesitated for a moment and said, "Asking the outer ghosts to open the way is an extra gift to the king of Hades."

"Hmph, Hades, the spirit resentment demon is poor, it's all a trick to deceive people, how can there be any ghosts in the world?" Bai Suoming said without cutting down, "Lao Tzu is the fucking living Hades, I want to see what kind of soul bastard, and when Lao Tzu sends him to hell to see his master, will he dare to call himself a ghost and ghost."

As he spoke, Bai Suoming strode forward and went straight to the gate of the hidden capital.

The gate of the secluded capital, looking at it from a distance, is no different from other city walls, after approaching, Bai Suoming found that this city wall is five zhang high, and there is a stone carving of three guard dogs squatting under the closed city gate, these three dogs are much taller than people, and the width is one meter, the thick and powerful tail is connected with the dog head in the middle is more than one zhang long, and the grin is very vicious, it is estimated that this is the legendary hell guard dog.

Its three dog heads represent each other, the left one represents goodness, the right one represents evil, and the middle one represents the meaning of moderation.

The dark city gate is covered with fist-sized copper nails, each copper nail is extremely sharp, and the slightest accidental touch will be stabbed by him, and the top of the city gate is impressively written, "Death to those who enter the underworld of the hidden capital"

Bai Suoming looked at the word "death" full of death and couldn't help but shiver, but he didn't show his fear, smiled at the person behind him and said, "Wait for me to open the city gate"

As he spoke, Bai Suoming raised his iron spear and struck the city gate.

The city gate was hit by Bai Suoming a few times and did not move, Bai Suoming looked a little dissatisfied, glared at the three-headed dog fiercely, raised his foot and kicked over, but he used too much force but kicked his toes, Bai Suoming scolded and waved the judge's pen and stabbed it at the dog's head.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the dog's head, and when he looked at it, he found that Bai Suoming used too much force to cut off the dog's tongue that represented evil and stretched out.

Seeing this, everyone immediately gasped, this is the gatekeeper dog of the hidden capital, but the gods in their minds are more important than the lives of their own fathers and sons, and now Bai Suoming has hurt their gods, and the consequences can be imagined.

However, Bai Suoming disagreed, reached out and picked up the dog's tongue, and smiled coldly, "I thought it was very capable? Wasn't it suppressed by my white judge?" At this moment, flames suddenly lit up on the city wall more than five zhang high, and in a blink of an eye, the city wall for dozens of miles was shrouded in burning torches.

"He's ruined our gods, come on, everyone, don't let him go"

There were bursts of shouts on the city wall, and before Zhou Lishui and the others could react, the city gate creaked and was pushed open from the inside. Immediately, dozens of men armed with weapons and dressed in black and white clothes rushed over, and their faces were painted with all kinds of strange totems, like prisoners who had been tortured in various ways, their skin was open and their forehead bones were leaking, which made people shudder.

In a blink of an eye, they were divided into two teams, black and white, sandwiching Bai Suoming, Zhou Lishui and others in the middle.

Seeing this, Bai Suoming immediately raised his vigilance, and then immediately raised the iron spear judge pen, fighting to the death with these hell guards at any time.

A leader-like person walked out and cleared his throat: "Ahem, you guys who don't know how to live or die, you dare to trespass into my forbidden land, and destroy the tongue of our three-headed divine dog, it seems that today's sacrifice belongs to you."

As he spoke, the man waved his hand at the people around, and the two teams of men and horses immediately showed their weapons and rushed forward.

Bai Suoming shouted "Everyone be careful"

Saying that the first one fought with them, when these two teams fought with Bai Suoming and others, their moves were very strange, seeing that one of them was killed by Bai Suoming in the judge's pen, suddenly that person flashed into a flash of light and disappeared in front of him, no matter how fast Bai Suoming's means were, they couldn't hit the other party.

The tomb slaves hiding in the shadows in the distance were also shocked, could it be that these people are really the ghosts of hell, who are the phantom clouds and rain?

Zhou Lishui and the others also secretly exclaimed, no matter how much they attacked, they couldn't hurt the other party, and gradually they were already upset by these "little ghosts".

Zhou Yingying, who was in the hand, inadvertently glanced at the city wall, and a person's abnormal behavior attracted Zhou Yingying's attention, only to see that the person was dressed in a black robe, wearing an octagonal black hat, with a wisp of sheep's horn on his gloomy face, and a trace of weirdness leaked between his eyebrows, and the bone-like staff in his hand kept shaking, and every time he shook the white bone staff, the "little ghost" under the city would change his body shape once.

Zhou Yingying thought for a moment and said to herself: "Could it be that these little ghosts are under his control? Could it be that ・・・・・・ really have ghosts in the world?"

At this time, even Zhou Yingying, who has never believed in ghosts, had to believe it.

Zhou Yingying was entangled with these "little ghosts" while observing the man's actions, and suddenly a huge flame behind the man's body, several times larger than other torches, aroused Zhou Yingying's idea, only to see that the flame moved with the wind, sometimes big and sometimes small, and the white bone staff in the man's hand also moved with the fire, and then look at the two teams of black and white centaurs under the city, it was with the man's fiddling and changing.