At 11 o'clock in the evening, according to the traditional lunar calendar, it is already July 15, and the annual Zhongyuan Festival is coming at this time.

Luojiawan in the upper reaches of the Kowloon River.

Countless river lamps floated from where they swayed on the surface of the river, and the faint halo of light was connected together, like a fantasy and reality, reflecting countless scenes.

In the scene, some people are crying, some are laughing wildly, there are steep peaks piercing the sky like sharp swords, and there are also dilapidated palaces standing in the sea of fire, and countless absurd and strange pictures continue to emerge in the cold halo.

Until a majestic and vast ancient city quietly emerged from the river.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Jiulong River completely disappeared, only this ancient city was entrenched in the center of the original river, and the river lanterns that originally floated on the river surface became brighter and brighter, and the ancient city set off became more and more tall and majestic.

Bursts of wind like mournful music and lullaby blew, countless or complete, or mutilated, illusory figures dressed in clothes of various ages loomed in the halo, their faces expressionless and numb with the river lamp, slowly drifting towards the ancient city.

Zhang Jiao looked at it from afar.

The entire ancient city seemed to be hundreds of meters high in his field of vision, sitting south and facing north. The entire body is made of large blue-black stone blocks. The pitch-black mist permeated the entire ancient city, making the entire ancient city loom and look particularly mysterious.

Huge plain white paper lanterns are high on the city tower, there is one every other section, hanging all over the city tower, looking from afar, rows of lanterns with the word "longevity" dancing dragons and snakes fluttering in the black fog, reflecting the sculptures that show teeth and claws, like living creatures.

Above the vermilion city gate, two simple and atmospheric characters are deep in the center of the city tower - Xudu.

Zhang Jiao raised his head slightly, looking at the ancient city that was obviously incomparably huge in the field of vision, but only occupied the center of the river, this chaotic and distorted sense of space made him feel a little about to vomit.

As time went on, the majestic ancient city grew bigger and more realistic.

The terrifying sense of oppression came to him, Zhang Jiao instinctively felt uneasy, and the blood-colored hexagrams that quietly appeared in his eyes continued to crack, turning into blood-colored characters in the eye sockets.

"Danger! Horror"

The prophetic energy that originated from the pen fairy constantly reminded him that the ancient city ahead was a real place of death, a place of great evil.

Creak!

A creaking sound that made the soul about to ascend to heaven suddenly came, and the vermilion gate dozens of feet high in front of the ghost city suddenly opened towards them.

A cold dead air permeated from the vermilion gate, and when everyone looked at it from afar, they felt a chill all over their bodies, and their souls were in a commotion, as if they were about to float out of their bodies.

After feeling the abnormality, a few people immediately pinched the spell to stabilize the soul, or suppressed it with the treasure talisman seal.

"The rumors are true, and the ghost town of Xudu really exists. ”

In the crowd, a few guys who were obviously left-handed evil cultivators were even more overjoyed, they looked at the people in front of them with uncontrollable greed on their faces, they didn't care about the danger leaking from the ancient city at all, and they looked eager to try.

At that moment, someone took the lead and ran towards Xudu, and after seeing him move, two more people in the crowd immediately followed.

The legend of the ghost city has been passed down for a long time, although there are not many people who have seen it, but after hundreds of thousands of years, there are still a few people who have come out of the city, and there is no shortage of prominent people who have become famous after that.

When people asked what the ghost town was like, most of them were silent, and only a word came out.

There is a great terror and a great opportunity in the capital.

In the past few hundred years, I don't know how many cultivators have spent half a lifetime in order to find the ghost town, that is, in the past hundred years, the development of science and technology has declined, and the number of cultivators has gradually become scarce, otherwise there will only be so many people in this drunken capital once every 7749 years. Two hundred years ago, I am afraid that this place would have been a river of blood.

Everyone watched coldly at the three people who rushed out first, and they didn't speak, but just observed carefully.

Everyone saw that the three people who rushed out were uncertain, and their faces were purple, which was obviously a sign that their souls were unstable and were about to be hooked out.

Once the soul is uncertain, the techniques practiced by such people will backfire, and the evil qi will enter the brain and the body, and they will often do many things that are inconceivable to ordinary people.

Just like now, when the situation is still unclear, they have been blinded by greed and can't wait to run out to be cannon fodder.

in the crowd.

The fat man with a bald head and a kappa head looked at them, and let out a sneer, "Idiot, such a trivial trick dares to break into the capital, it's really a fool who is not afraid of death, see me teach you to be a good man." ”

After speaking, before he could make any move, the scene in front of him made him stop, and his body stood still like a nail driven into the ground, not moving.

As soon as the three people who took the lead stepped into the river, they spun around along the river's edge like flies.

Take a step to the left, step on the right, back and forth, but not half a step from the same place. Floating in the river lanterns on the surface of the river, countless yin spirits seemed to smell blood, and their blurred and numb faces suddenly had a bloodthirsty hideousness.

They followed the river and climbed to their bodies, and countless wisps of yin qi like smoke entangled them, constantly dragging them to the bottom of the river.

Grunt.

On the misty surface of the river, a piece of red spread out, and dozens of river lanterns floating on the river surface were dyed bright red, emitting an ominous light as bright red as blood.

On the red-dyed river, three white bones as smooth as jade, without a trace of fat, floated up slowly, and one of the white bones was still clutching a rotten piece of wood on the paper.

A faint faded sigil can be seen on the wood chips.

The kappa looked at the floating white bones, his eyes shrank slightly, but his mouth said disdainfully, "What should I be, it turned out to be the Yin River Crossing Soul, and the living soul avoided it." ”

He was not ambiguous at the moment, his hand reached directly into the large cloth bag that Kua was carrying, groped for it, and directly took out a toad the size of a small leather ball.

He held the toad high and placed it flat in front of him, and a talisman was rolled into a cigarette and stuffed into the toad's mouth, and then he brought the toad up in front of him, his cheeks forward, his mouth tightly pressed against the toad, how did he look like he was kissing with the toad.

But Zhang Jiao on the side saw clearly, the kappa head was clearly bitten on the toad's head, and in the creaking sound, blood mixed with green liquid and a little white juice dripped from the corners of his mouth.

The head of the kappa took the toad's head in his mouth, pulled out a red thread with his right hand, and skillfully tied the toad's body, which was still shaking, and then tied the tail end around his neck.

While muttering a spell in the mouth of a toad's head, he danced and inserted finger-length silver needles into the back of his head, chest, and lower body.

Seal yin, hold breath, shrink yang.

In an instant, the kappa's head became like a dead corpse, and there was not the slightest bit of life in his body, and he let the headless toad around his neck carry him forward.

Wail!

With each step, a frog chirps from his mouth.

On the eerie river, he was like a frog, under the traction of a headless toad, his legs kept kicking the water, and he was paddling towards the ghost town little by little.

The lanterns floating on the surface of the river paid no attention to him, and he didn't even care if he knocked over several lanterns during his strokes.

A few yin spirits that appeared on the river after being knocked over the river lantern looked left and right blankly, and then slowly were pulled by the river and sank to the bottom of the river.

The whole scene is gloomy and funny, it seems to be only a hundred meters away to the naked eye, and the kappa head has been paddling for more than ten minutes before drawing a distance of less than ten meters, which is particularly weird.

Everyone present could see clearly, he did not relax half a point along the way, but he only drew such a short distance.

"There's something weird about this river. "That's the consensus of everyone present.

"Is it really the Yin River that this kappa head just said?"

At that moment, there were people who did not believe in evil, and a thin old man smoking dry tobacco on the shore took out a piece of white paper, and between the flipping and folding of his fingers, a lifelike paper duck appeared in his palm.

Holding the paper duck in both hands, he suddenly pulled in and inhaled, and blew a long breath at it.

With the sound of whirring and blowing, the paper duck rose and grew bigger and bigger in the wind, until it became the size of a small car.

The old man stepped forward, straddled the duck's back, touched his eyes with both hands and fingers, and dotted the blood that appeared on his fingertips on the duck's face. Then he held his left hand and wrote in the air against the duck in front of him, shouting in his mouth.

"The edict of the Taishang said, give Er Tianmu, seal the true spirit, and call the general of the god duck, as urgent as the law. Manifest!"

Rattle!

The paper duck came to life at the sound of the sound, stamping its steps, flapping its wings, raising its head and calling excitedly.

The old man touched the duck's head, placed a compass on top of its head, and then patted his head and smiled smugly.

"Listen to me, Admiral Divine Duck. Rush the duck!"

The huge duck suddenly took a step that the six relatives did not recognize, and plunged into the water.

On the surface of the river, countless yin spirits who smelled anger gathered one after another, but the general of the Divine Duck was really brave, and between the wings and pecks, countless yin spirits were overthrown and torn apart, and they could not swim to the capital for a lifetime.

The compass hanging on the forehead of the Divine Duck General is constantly changing, and the entire Divine Duck General swims left and right, and sometimes even swims backwards and diagonally. But that's it, and it didn't take long for me to catch up with the head of the kappa who had taken the first step.

Sure enough, dozens of minutes later, the old man had already passed by the kappa head who was still breastswimming, he smiled proudly, and then the dry tobacco bag in his hand smashed directly on the headless toad, and sparks splashed everywhere.

The toad was smashed into a pulp, and the kappa's head suddenly seemed to lose its sense of direction, and kept fluttering in place.

The old man looked at the whirling kappa head, laughed, took a beautiful puff of dry tobacco in his hand, and swam away on the duck.

Seeing that the old man was about to take the lead, the people on the shore couldn't help but use their magic powers and wanted to cross the river into the city.

Not far from Zhang Jiao's side, there was a middle-aged man wearing a money-colored robe vest, who suddenly took out a stack of dark money from his body and sprinkled it into the air.

"The spirit of the sky, the spirit of the earth, the spirit of the lonely soul and the wild ghost will soon appear. ”

In the flying of paper money in the sky, dozens of incomplete and illusory yin spirits suddenly appeared on the shore, they floated to the middle-aged man's side, lowered their bodies, and a particularly obvious sycophancy appeared on their blurred faces.

The man looked at the flattering yin spirit beside him, and took out a handful of dark money from his vest and sprinkled it in the air.

"Take me across the river. ”

The leading yin spirit immediately bent down and knelt down, lying in front of the man, he stepped on the back of the yin spirit and stepped forward, and his body naturally sat up.

A plain white sedan chair appeared out of thin air, and dozens of yin spirits carried the sedan chair, while blowing, playing, and singing, while scattering dark coins in the air, swaying and floating towards the sedan capital.

Zhang Jiao looked at the money that fell in front of him, stretched out his hand and grabbed one directly, and looked left and right. I saw that the front side depicts the treasure of heaven and earth, and the back is a majestic mountain, which is engraved with the seal of the king of Mount Tai.