After Chen Daji finished cursing, he still couldn't get angry, so he picked up an ashtray and smashed it down.
Something weird happened:
After the ashtray landed above the ghost market, it was strangely suspended in the air.
Then it exploded into pieces of glass with a loud bang.
"Fuck!"
"My bad temper has spoiled you, haven't I?!"
Chen Daji cursed, pushed the door open and walked out.
"Chao'er, take your relatives and fight with Master Ji!"
"Okay!" Zhang Chao said to the bronze corpse behind him without hesitation.
"Brother-in-law, let's go!"
The little Taoist Hu Ping was dumbfounded by this scene.
Seeing that he couldn't stop Chen Daji, he could only say to Hua Jiunan with a sad face.
"Boss Hua, this is a ghost market! It's equivalent to half a ghost town!"
"Quickly advise Boss Chen, don't be so reckless... If it doesn't work, let's call the police."
"At worst, if you go in for a few more days, you'll be fined..."
Hua Jiunan smiled and shook his head.
"Huping, you and Ba Ye wait here, I'll go down and check the situation."
After hearing this, the two cute little white mice took out two small knives and swords from somewhere, stood on Hua Jiunan's shoulders and waved them vigorously, making a heroic and unyielding gesture.
Chang Baye hesitated for a moment, but after all he was worried about Hua Jiunan taking the risk alone.
"The little little calf will die if he dies. We don't feel sorry for him."
"But nothing happens to the little gentleman!"
After saying that, he tightened the stone pot on his head, wrapped his big tail around the mace and followed closely.
Seeing this, Hu Ping hurriedly followed.
"Boss Hua, wait for me, I'll go with you too!"
Not long after, a group of people came downstairs.
When everyone walked into the thick fog, the scenery in front of them changed drastically:
What kind of community is this? It is clearly an ancient street in China.
It’s just that this street is very weird, everything is black and white:
Including pedestrians on the street and vendors doing business on both sides.
At this time, they were as motionless as sculptures.
There was no sound around, so that Hua Jiunan and others could hear each other's breathing.
At the end of the long street, there are three terrifying statues, about seven or eight meters high.
They're also the only colored things here.
One statue shows the image of a hanged man, with slanted eyes and a long blood-red tongue hanging down to his navel.
Holding a white flag in one hand and a mourning stick in the other.
The second one is even weirder, a monster with the body of a snake and the tail of a snake.
Let's put it this way, the upper body is that of a red-haired, skinny old man, holding a steel fork in his hand.
The lower body is dark black and has a snake tail covered with huge scales.
The third figure is much simpler, just an enlarged version of a native dog.
However, his body was covered with thick sores, and a long shadow of flames trailed behind him.
There were many human corpses underfoot, dripping with blood.
Seeing this, Hua Jiunan looked solemn, and suddenly realized that because there was always someone to help resolve danger, he had unknowingly lost his respect for ghosts and gods.
I couldn't help but secretly swear that I would never make the same mistake in the future.
Seeing Hua Jiu's expression, Chen Daji also realized that the enemy was difficult to deal with.
But this guy wasn't afraid, but asked angrily.
"Boss, what are these three things? They are so ugly, even uglier than Master Ba!"
Hua Jiunan said in a deep voice while blocking everyone behind him.
"Three evil creatures: Sangmen, Diaoke, and Tengu!"
"Usually, Sangmen and Diaoke hang out together, but I didn't expect Tengu to be here too!"
"Xie Ji Bian Fang Shu" records: Those who mourn are the fierce gods of the year, and they are responsible for crying at death. The carver is responsible for the weeping of illness.
Not to mention seeing this evil thing, according to legend, even dreaming about it will bring disaster to your home.
It is recorded in "Book of Song·Wen Wu Wang Biography":
There is a meteor as big as a fighting pole with a tail more than ten feet long. It comes from the northwest and falls into the city. It is called a tengu.
"Where the Tengu fell, there was a corpse lying underneath and bleeding."
Therefore, the appearance of Tengu is the most taboo among military strategists.
If you see black air like a cow or a horse in the sky above the army, descending from the mist and slowly entering the army, it is called "Tengu eating blood", which is a sign that the army will be defeated.
