Lao Zhang looked at me in disbelief: "You really have a way?"
"Of course, I am a seventh-grade ghost general!" I changed the subject: "Besides, do you have any other ideas?"
"Besides trusting me, is there any other way you can go?"
Lao Zhang nodded: "Young man, I will protect my capital for the rest of my life. I hope that when I get old, you don't make me lose money!"
I smiled: "Don't worry, we women, but Miss Jiao's family, our family motto is not to do loss-making business!"
"Then I will risk my life and trust you once!"
"Ah!" Lao Zhang relaxed his mind and struggled to withdraw. His face was completely replaced by another face.
"What is this?" The guard captain held the knife across his chest. This was his mission at the last moment!
"This is the nightmare of an era!" I looked gloomy and let go of the things in my hands: "But the sky will light up and this era has passed!"
As my hand unfolded, the other eight items I received were revealed one by one.
Notes, gold rings, baggage, cigarette cases, guqin, writing brushes, broken bowls, pistols, stones.
The old farmer, the fat rich man, Huang Santian, Sister Yao, the little beggar, the elementary school student, Tiancanandidique, Captain Huang, Lao Zhang!
I yelled: "Create a way!"
I'm a ghost train in one step.
Outside the car, Yiyang held his mobile phone: "It's time, Brother Zai, let's hit the road!"
"Pfft!" There was a very slight voice. It was obvious that nothing had changed in the world, but the yin energy in the air was getting thicker.
"The gate of hell is closed! Go down!" I turned to look at the guard captain.
He was curious: "What are you going to do?"
"Hey, I'm a shady guy, so of course I'm going to do my job!"
I stood at the ghost locomotive and said, "The evil spirits have cleared the way, and the soul is on its way!"
I leaned forward, wearing armor, and the sword-gang formation was activated.
"The evil spirits have cleared the way, and the soul is on its way!" I shouted again, putting my body in front, pulling the ghost train, using all my strength.
My Yin spirit trembled, and the Yin energy evaporated into the air. This was due to excessive exertion: "The Yin difference clears the way, and the soul returns..."
"boom!"
The ghost train makes a loud noise and he leaves the unseen track.
I looked back and saw countless ghosts following behind me, pushing the ghost train: "What are you going to do?"
"Do your duty as a Chinese!"
I yelled nervously: "You have resentment in you. If you follow me on the road to hell, you will be sucked into the hell gate!"
"Grudge will lead you to the eighteenth level of hell!"
This is the rule of the underworld, and the eighteen levels of hell grind away grievances.
The yellow-haired kid laughed: "That's a lot, not too much!"
"Brother Zai, actually I am not Huang Mao, nor am I a modern person!"
His body was trembling, showing his true form. He was wearing a long robe and pigtails on his head: "I am from the Republic of China. I am afraid that you will look down on me, so I pretend to be yellow!"
"My resentment comes from myself, from the steel knife that I didn't dare to lift before I died!"
"Those who work for everyone should not be allowed to freeze to death in the snow!"
"I can push this train, I can go to this hell!"
The man in the robe has yellow hair and bites his braid: "I deserve this man who saved the country!"
"It's just hell, let's go together!"
He opened his mouth and shouted, pushing the ghost train: "The ghosts have cleared the way, and the souls have returned!"
Countless ghosts followed him, showing their original appearance and shouting: "The ghosts have cleared the way, and the souls have returned..."
The sound continued, and the ghosts roared and the fog opened in Mang Mountain.
The guard captain stood beside me, reaching out to push the ghost train.
A hand appeared out of thin air and held him: "You are not allowed to go, this is the path of Yin and Yang, and it is the path of hell!"
"Once the underworld is gone, it will never come back. There are many ghosts in our Mang Mountain. They went there because of our Mang Mountain's wishes. You can't go!"
"You are full of resentment. If you go to hell, you will have to go through the eighteen cities of hell!"
The guard captain stood aside and did not dare to move.
I heard the voice and turned my head and laughed: "Forget it, we, the common people, have to do this tiring work!"
"Little Clever, strike the gong!"
Yiyang was overjoyed and pushed the little clever head: "Go quickly, go quickly, silly boy, Brother Zai is calling you!"
"This is a great evil thing!"
Little Smart looked around nervously: "Where's the guiding gong! I don't have one!"
Yiyang was so worried: "How could it not be there? How could it not be there... No, you can knock your father on the head!"
I shook my head and pulled the train and shouted: "Ghost Order!"
Little Clever suddenly realized it, walked in front of me, and shouted: "The evil has cleared the way, and my soul has returned!"
The ghost order is good at facing the wind and turns into a big piece of copper. From a distance, it really looks like a gong or drum.
He walked in front and I followed.
As soon as the gong sounded, I took a step forward.
The ghost train moved little by little and left Mang Mountain.
I shouted: "Go to Dashang City!"
Little Clever nodded. He is a sensible child and listens to me completely.
Our large army moved towards Dashang City little by little.
It’s not only us who are moving around, but also the clouds in the sky.
Black clouds came from Mang Mountain to the outside of Dashang City.
The path taken by Yin difference is not the path of the human world.
In just a few breaths, we arrived outside Dashang City.
There is a ghost blocking the road. This is a ghost from the underworld: "Where are you ghosts, where are you going?"
"I am Yang Cha of Dashang City, a seventh-grade ghost general, and I want to return to Dashang City!"
The leading ghost was surprised: "Is it Mr. Hao Zai?"
"you know me?"
"I once worked as an errand under the City God! Sir, I didn't receive any transfer orders, so I'm using it as an excuse!"
I took a step forward, holding the ghost train behind me: "I gave the order, I want to save the ghost!"
The leader of the ghost team was in a dilemma: "Sir, you are coming from Mang Mountain, right? The ghosts in Mang Mountain can only take the road of Mang Mountain!"
"No borrowing is allowed without an order from below!"
I took another step forward: "What if, I must go!"
The leading ghost sighed: "If you must leave, we have no choice but to... escort you!"
The ghosts gathered around me, and when the gong sounded, I took a step forward.
The ghosts in the underworld were shocked: "Is this the ghost train in Mang Mountain? Sir, why did you harm yourself just to bring disaster to Mang Mountain!"
I shook my head and looked back: "This is not the disaster of Mang Mountain, but our ancestors here!"
As I walked out of the passage.
The ghosts stood in mid-air and did not dare to move: "The ghosts are taking advantage of the passage. Hundreds of ghosts are walking at night. Something is going to happen!"
"Go quickly, go and invite the City God!"
"No need, there are things about Dashang that I don't know about!" Chenghuang Godfather stood aside.
I want to salute.
City God Godfather bowed his head: "This is a gift to our ancestors, no need to salute!"
"Don't compromise the majesty of the hero!"
"I admired these people from the beginning. They used their own flesh and blood to pave the way for future generations. They are people I respect and should be worshiped by me!" The City God saluted, and on the train, the Seal of the City God of the Great Shang City fell down.
The car weighs ten thousand pounds.
The City God shouted: "Still standing there in a daze and not helping, this is a great evil!"
The gong rings again.
I took a step forward, looked down at the ground, and looked up with tears in my eyes for some reason: "The evil has cleared the way, and my soul has returned!"
