Seeing Zhang Jiao drink all the turquoise liquid in the bronze knight.

The two snuggled in his arms immediately prostrated themselves, poured the wine full, and fed it to his lips again.

"Master Mage, please drink again. ”

Yin Ji's outstretched little hand is slender and cold, under the contact, it is like a cold pool in the deep mountain valley, and there is a gloom in the cold, not like a living person.

Zhang Jiao didn't feel abnormal, he hugged the two "people", stretched his neck forward slightly, sucked his mouth, and drank it all in the coquettish laughter of the two "beauties".

The group of ghosts in the hall who have been watching him seem to be very satisfied with his performance, and from time to time there will be ghosts who raise their glasses to him, Zhang Jiao is also a person who does not refuse, as long as there is a toaster, he will immediately drink in return.

In an instant, seven or eight glasses of turquoise wine entered the stomach.

The ghost judge who had retreated from the ghosts suddenly appeared at his desk and said to him with a smile.

"The mage has a good amount of wine, I don't know if this Yinchuan brew can still be closed?"

Zhang Jiao immediately smacked his tongue when he heard this, and said with a retrospective taste, "The taste is indeed extraordinary, far better than the wine in the world." ”

"If the mage likes it, it's fine. It's just that the mage knows that every time the Yinchuan brewed living person drinks a drink, he will have three months of yang life, and the mage is afraid that he will not go to three years of life at once. I wonder what the mage still thinks of this wine?"

Before the ghost judge's words were finished, the two yin concubines nestled in Zhang Jiao's arms already looked gloomy, their coquettish faces were full of resentment, and their eyes were selective and devouring, obviously hating it for ruining their own good deeds.

Naturally, the ghost judge didn't care about the resentment of the two little yin girls, and his smiling eyes were fixed on Zhang Jiao's face, wanting to see how he would react when he heard it.

Regret or anger, or reluctance or resentment?

It was looking forward to his expression.

Zhang Jiao looked at the face of the ghost judge who was about to reach out to his eyes, rolled his eyes up and showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and casually hugged the two yin concubines who were snuggling harder, and sucked the wine they handed in the air in one gulp.

The judge laughed, with this beautiful woman and fine wine, who cares about the life span of three or two years. Isn't that so, beauty?"

He turned his head as he answered, and said to the two Yin Ji in his arms with a smile.

Originally, the two yin concubines whose faces had become gloomy immediately became charming and well-behaved when they heard the words, and they lay in his arms like docile kittens.

"Master Mage, let the slave family toast you. ”

"Hehe, the mage is really wonderful. ”

The ghost judge who was interested in the sweep looked at Zhang Jiao, who was caught in the beauty and wine, and said in a tone that was neither yin nor yang.

In front of this person, the star of life is shaken, and the death breath is revealed.

It seems that this mage will come to the same palace as him soon, but it's a pity that these angry people are cheap these two skins and bones in vain.

The ghost judge glanced at the two Yin Ji lying in Zhang Jiao's arms with a little pity, and the figure disappeared faintly on the edge of the desk.

"The coming day is long, and they will have time to get along in the future, and when the time comes, I will ask this mage again if this beautiful woman and wine are still worth it, and when I think about it, his face will definitely be extraordinarily wonderful." ”

"Haha!"

Zhang Jiao didn't seem to know about this, but his eyes became more and more gloomy when he raised his head to drink, showing that his heart was not as open-minded as he appeared on the outside.

In the main hall.

Sitting at the top of the main hall, King Xudu watched the ghosts in the hall dance comfortably, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "It's almost time, let's start!"

Suddenly, a little ghost dressed like a eunuch ran out of the hall, and a sharp and strange voice that was neither male nor female was heard far away.

"The king has an order, the auspicious time has arrived, and the hundred ghosts celebrate their birthdays. ”

In the originally dark hall, it suddenly became illusory and transparent, and the entire empty ghost city of Xudu was fully displayed under the main hall, and every part of the city could be clearly seen.

In the center of the ghost city, a group of little ghosts wearing red robes and painted their faces were white, and they took out various musical instruments to play and sing.

Erhu suona, the sound of gongs, drums and cymbals instantly spread throughout the entire capital, and the originally empty city suddenly descended white silk, which was densely written with birthday greetings.

Countless ghosts who looked like men and women began to chant the birthday greetings given to the ghosts and gods of the capital.

In this seemingly endless chatter, a crackling sound of firecrackers resounded throughout the city, and countless paper money fell from the sky, mixed with ash foam like fragrant ash flying in the wind.

Countless ghosts came out of the rooms in the city, men, women, old people and children, they wandered through the streets of the ancient monuments like living people, and began to perform a good scene for the king of Xudu in the main hall.

Juggling, fireworks, juggling, big play, social fire, shadow puppet show and so on.

And some yin spirits who couldn't perform the show were pulled to the entrance of the vegetable market, where they were filled with all kinds of strange torture instruments used for cannon branding, beheading, hanging, and other criminal laws.

Countless Yin Spirits placed themselves on these torture instruments one by one, letting out a continuous, ghostly howl.

The entire ghost town seems to come to life all of a sudden, full of lively atmosphere.

Above the ghost town.

The originally noisy hall immediately fell silent, and the evil ghosts and yin spirits sitting on both sides got up one after another and bowed to the center of the main hall.

"I wish the king, longevity!"

"I wish the king, longevity!"

In the midst of the ghostly greetings, these evil spirits have harmed themselves.

Some gouged out their hearts, some gouged out their eyes, and some cut out their tongues......

Countless flesh-and-blood, ghostly organs were placed on a huge tray and presented to the table in front of the King of Xudu by eight dwarf-like imps.

He looked at the flesh and blood that was still beating on the tray in front of him, and his iron-faced face suddenly cracked a large mouth full of sharp teeth, and he feasted on this plasma-like wine, causing countless evil spirits below to boil their juice.

Zhang Jiao glanced at the delicious food that King Xudu was feasting on, and his stomach involuntarily squirmed, but before he could show it, King Xudu, who was about to bury his head in the flesh and blood, suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Jiao.

"I almost forgot that the mage took the lead, and he should be rewarded. ”

After that, before Zhang Jiao could react, he suddenly grabbed a handful of bloody internal organs from the few flesh and blood left in front of him, stuffed it directly into a black gourd that suddenly appeared in front of him, and shook it vigorously.

After a gurgling sound, a mass of white, blue, black, red and yellow blood-colored sarcoma suddenly threw onto the desk in front of Zhang Jiao.

"Mage, eat it, this is Lone's reward for you. ”

As soon as the sarcoma fell on the table, it trembled and pulsed, it was about the size of a golf ball, and it was covered with dense small holes, and the five colors mixed together emerged from these small holes, looking extremely disgusting and evil.

It doesn't look like a good thing no matter how you look at it.

Zhang Jiao looked at the ghost thing in front of him and immediately shouted in his heart.

"I chose to complete the mission and come back immediately. ”

This kind of thing is not a good thing at first glance, and he won't eat it if he is killed, so he immediately chose to settle the task.

"The person who confirmed the task chose to complete the task and returned, and the bootstrap is in progress...... The guide failed, and the quest is under the watchful eye of the ghost god King Xudu, please choose a safe place to return. ”

"Why, doesn't the mage like the Lone King's reward?"

All the evil spirits in the hall gathered to watch, and all kinds of vicious and evil eyes, like mountains, weighed him down and almost lost his breath, and when he showed the slightest unwillingness, he was about to completely tear him apart and devour him.

"Eat, eat. ”

The faint ghost voice kept echoing in his ears, and even the two Yin Ji who were nestled in his arms began to whisper.

"Eat, Master Mage. Do you want the slave to feed you? ”

Their expressions were hideous, and the skin of their foreheads was faintly exposed by white bones.

Zhang Jiao looked up and saw that in front of his desk, he was surrounded by countless ghosts, and they pulled out a long figure, staring at him with a dead eye, and his appearance became more and more weird and dangerous.

Zhang Jiao slowly pinched up this slippery and disgusting sarcoma, and swallowed it violently under the watchful eyes of countless ghosts.

"Hahaha. Good!"

Seeing his actions, King Xudu burst out laughing, and the ghosts who were watching around him immediately disappeared and reappeared in their seats, as if they had all appeared around him before, and even the two Yin Ji beside him regained their previous charm and began to pour wine for him again.

Zhang Jiao knocked over the bronze statue handed over, holding his stomach and rolling around.

The swallowed sarcoma was like a live octopus, constantly tossing in his body, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys seemed to be pulled by countless hooked suction cups, and every time he pulled it, it hurt his heart.

He could even feel that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were constantly gnawing away from it, making him feel painful.

Zhang Jiao began to convulse and wail incessantly like a sheep's madness, causing the ghosts in the hall to laugh for a while.

Time passed slowly, and Zhang Jiao, who was twitching, slowly slowed down, and he suddenly half-got up from the ground, covering his throat and retching.

"Gross!"

But he couldn't spit out anything, and from the corners of his open mouth, he could only spit out some scarlet blood clots mixed with flesh foam. It wasn't until a long time passed that the previously swallowed sarcoma reluctantly spit out of his mouth.

This originally colorful sarcoma turned into a pink mass of flesh, which was faintly wrapped in a milky white conjunctiva, like a birthplace.

"Knock knock!"

The sarcoma makes a heart-beating sound and begins to swell and grow.

The conjunctiva wrapped around the afterbirth was the first to be broken by the sarcoma, and then, there were tear marks on the pink epidermis, as if countless claws were tearing vigorously inside the sarcoma.

Hiss!

A sound like leather being torn suddenly came, and the entire sarcoma cracked open, and five fist-sized ghost creatures of white, blue, black, red, and yellow jumped out of it, and pounced directly in front of Zhang Jiao, kowtowing and bowing down.

"Little one, please meet the master. ”