Hearing this, Xiao Hei glanced at Li Kui and couldn't help but complain: "What a cold joke."
"impossible!"
The two groups of ghostly fire in Yang Dayong's eyes swelled and shrank.
How could this terrifying strange bird be a symbol of good luck - Shang Yang? Could it be that he was teasing him!
"Mr. Li, this is absolutely impossible..."
The ghost fire representing the soul was swaying and excited, but when Yang Dayong looked into Li Kui's eyes, his voice gradually became like a mosquito. He suddenly understood that there was no need for the latter to lie to him or make a joke about such a thing, because it made no sense at all.
"how come?!"
Shang Yang's current situation undoubtedly subverted Yang Dayong's world view, and he murmured in disbelief:
"How did they become like this?"
"That's a good question, I want to know too."
Li Kui waved his hand gently, "Stop arguing." As he spoke, a strong wind suddenly rose in the thick black water, violently flying hundreds of Shang Yang birds, leaving only messy black feathers falling from their bodies.
"do not be afraid."
Surrounded by violent flames, Xiao Hei stretched his muscles and stood up, then patted Yang Dayong's shoulder with his canine hand and said comfortingly:
"You are the safest with us."
Yang Dayong nodded blankly.
"Here we are."
Li Kui looked down at the ancient city located at the bottom of the river.
There are streets and alleys extending in all directions, rows of houses and buildings, and hazy black mist floating on the streets, undulating like a sea of clouds.
At the end of the line of sight, in the center of the city, stood a tall human-shaped stone statue. Heavy black clouds surrounded the whole body, and even with the power of Youtong, one could not see the whole picture clearly. He could only confirm that the stone statue was holding a thick dark-colored chain in its hand.
"Let's go to the city first."
One person and two ghosts landed on the ground, walked through the city gate through the black fog, and entered the city directly.
"What a heavy yin energy."
The little black dog sniffed lightly, but his expression showed obvious disgust.
In the Yunmeng River, the Yin Qi here is undoubtedly the strongest, but the Yin Qi has a lingering stench, as if all the different negative energies of six desires and evil thoughts are kneaded together.
For the delicious thin dog, it is absolutely impossible to breathe.
Li Kui saw this and felt some ripples in his heart. He immediately looked around and saw that there was not even a shadow of a ghost on the street. Every household closed its doors and windows, but he could see the figures behind them through the yellowed window paper.
Distorted figure.
Clinging to the wall, with half of his head exposed, he followed the steps of Li Kui and others, stretching his gaze; a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly lit up in the dim environment, revealing his cruel and vicious meaning.
"Creak~" There was a slight sound of the door opening.
By chance, Yang Dayong came face-to-face with the "person" behind the door, and Youhuo was frightened and flew into the air.
It was a horrifying black shadow, its whole body seemed to be wrapped in a squirming blanket of insects, its bloody eyes followed Yang Dayong motionlessly, and a faint sound seemed to flow from his mouth, adding a bit of horror and chill.
"Let's go, I found Po's location." Li Kui glanced lightly.
Hearing this, Yang Dayong followed him as if running.
The demons hiding in the building became more and more ready to move when they saw Li Kui and his entourage walking further and further away. Countless doors quietly opened one after another, but then closed again at the same time, and then there was no movement at all.
"Master, this place is very weird."
A large cloak of violent flames swayed slightly behind him. Xiao Hei took a step behind Li Kui and looked at his side face. He vaguely felt that his master must have discovered something. His dog's kiss moved: "The ghost king here uses the Yin evil here to practice and refine treasures." ?”
As it spoke, it scooped up a pool of Yin Qi with one hand.
It is as soft as mud and exudes a pungent stench. The deeper the city goes, the thicker the Yin Qi becomes. It changes from a misty black mist to a strange shape like a quagmire. The total amount of Yin Qi gathered is simply exaggerated.
However, for heretics, this is a paradise that is rare in thousands of years.
"possible."
Li Kui glanced at the huge stone statue towering into the clouds and said calmly: "Let's do things first. Since the people here don't plan to come and disturb us, we'll leave after settling the matter."
Xiao Hei's eyes flickered and he said no more.
Immediately, the group of people turned across the street and entered the intricate and narrow alleys. Every step they took was like walking through a quagmire. After a while, they stopped in front of a house.
Knock knock knock…
"coming."
Hoarse old voice.
The door slowly opened, and an old man with sparse hair appeared in front of Li Kui. There was a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. He did not show any surprise when he saw Li Kui and others. He just opened his mouth and said: "Guests, please come in."
Immediately, the door opened wide, and the old man's flesh-colored neck slowly retracted like a long snake.
Li Kui walked in first. The space in the hall was very large, with various antiques and artifacts placed on the wooden shelves on both sides. The only difference was the obvious Yin energy and resentment lingering on it.
“No living person has come in here for a long time.
"It's rare, it's rare."
From the shadows, the old man staggered out.
Only then could he see his whole face clearly. He was wearing dirty, muddy clothes, an old-fashioned white vest underneath, and dark green shorts on his lower body. This outfit was very different from the weird atmosphere here.
"What's your surname, sir?" Li Kui asked politely.
"Haha, the guests are more polite than I thought."
When the old man spoke, his collarbone swelled and shrunk like a bubble, like a frog breathing through an air bag. He looked straight at Li Kui and said hoarsely: "The surname is Gongsun, and the single name is Yan."
"Hello, Mr. Gongsun."
After being polite, Li Kui got straight to the point and said: "I believe that with the strength of the old gentleman, it is not difficult to see the state of the person next to me, and his soul is with you. This time, I want to help him get it back."
Old Gongsun nodded slightly and raised his hand.
But I saw an oval jade flying out from the shelf at the back, hovering on the old palm. Or maybe it was the connection between souls, the jade suddenly erupted, and another face of Yang Dayong with a numb expression could be faintly seen.
"Does the guest want this?"
Li Kui replied: "Of course."
"Then it shouldn't be difficult for customers to tell that this is a small shop."
Old Man Gongsun gave an ugly smile: "There is a buyer and seller, of course. This jade has a long history, and the seven souls on it are related to the lives of your friends, so the price will be a little high."
"Just make a price."
The expression on Li Kui's face remained unchanged, and a smile appeared on his lips.
I'm here to save people this time, not to stir up trouble. We can wait until we get the seven souls back to talk about anything else.
"Not much, five thousand money."
Old Gongsun raised his right hand and waved his five fingers: "Dark money stained by evil virtue."
Suddenly, the violent flames swayed.
Xiao Hei narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the old man with a half-smile, and said clearly: Don't be ignorant of praise.
Yin virtue refers to the unknown merit, which is invisible and has no quality, but can be attached to the ghost money. This thing is very rare, and it is the hard currency of the underworld. It also has extraordinary effects in eliminating the karma of inner demons.
Five thousand money is really fair.
(End of chapter)
