In Jianxing Residence, there were several people standing in a certain room, surrounding the two corpses in the middle, and one of them, an elder-looking man, kept pacing with a very ugly look on his face.
"Bullshit! They are all losers! How can the person who is personally on the bounty list be so easy to deal with? He is not overestimating his own abilities!" The elder was very angry and threw the teacups on the table to the ground. Crush.
"Elder Hanjiang, what should we do now?" someone next to him asked softly.
"What should I do? If I don't take revenge, how can I swallow this breath? I want to see what this kid is capable of!" Elder Han Jiang pointed at the corpse on the ground, raised his eyebrows, and shouted angrily.
"Come here! Go and report to Cangga City! If you find anyone with a similar look, they will be killed without mercy!" Just as he was giving the order angrily, someone from outside whispered a few words in his ear, and his expression changed. An, nodded and dismissed everyone.
Just as they were leaving, someone quietly entered the room and took out a list from the arms of the corpse on the ground. When he saw the faces on the list clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise, and then he took out the list. Shan put it in his arms and slipped out when no one was prepared.
At midnight, the elders of various sects gathered in the Wutu Cave, whispering to each other with puzzled faces. Not long after, the Witch King came out and glanced around with a stern expression.
"Witch King, you called us in the middle of the night to tell us something important, please tell us now!"
"Yes, Witch King, is there something you can't say during the day? It has to be done in the middle of the night, it would be too much of a delay!"
The crowd kept complaining, but the Witch King seemed not to hear it. He sat on a chair with his eyes closed and tapped his fingers. Suddenly his eyes opened and he said: "Here we come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the gong sounded at midnight, and the atmosphere in Wutu Cave became darker, even making people feel a chill.
A person next to him suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing by. He couldn't help but tremble and sneezed a few times. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a few weak shadows beside him. He was startled and screamed.
Sensing the strange movement here, a group of people turned their eyes, and then their expressions changed.
A translucent black shadow appeared in everyone's eyes. A black cloak covered most of his face, and only his pale lips could be seen. There was a string of dark bells hanging around the man's neck, following his footsteps. It shook, but made no sound.
His left hand holds a small yellow flag with red edges and a black hook on it. His right hand covers a bamboo tube around his waist, with a rolled-up booklet exposed in the tube.
"This... why are they here..."
"Bah! What bad luck...Amitabha...Amitabha..."
"Why are you still chanting the Buddha's name?"
"Don't bother me! I don't want to get into trouble..."
"You are really as timid as a mouse! What's so scary about this... Amitabha..."
Seeing this person's attire, this group of highly capable people couldn't help but sigh.
When the Witch King saw this person, he didn't seem so surprised. He nodded and said: "Quiet! The reason why I summoned you at this time is because the Ghost Hall has important matters to discuss! Zhao Changsheng!"
Gui Chai Hall, as the name suggests, is Yin Chai.
When a person is dead but his soul is still in the world, a seducer will take away his soul. However, as the number of deaths gradually increased, these soul seducers from the underworld were really too busy, so they sent Yang souls, that is, people who had not yet completed their Yang lives, to assist them in their work. These people are called Yin messengers.
Over time, these yin differences have grown in scale. Because they often travel between the yin and yang worlds, they will inevitably encounter some evil spirits and ghosts. In order to protect themselves, they took advantage of their own conditions and learned some magic techniques from the underworld.
Because these techniques were weird, they called themselves ghost techniques. However, due to the fear of outsiders, they gradually called them ghost techniques. These people changed their names to Gui Cha because of Taoism, established their own sect, and named it "Gi Cha Hall".
Due to their professional duties and their training in the art of ghosts, the people of the Ghost Hall are very afraid of the sun and almost never go out during the day. If they really have important business to go out, they have to wrap themselves up like rice dumplings, leaving barely an inch exposed. The skin and even the eyes must be covered with a layer of black gauze.
It can be said that if there is nothing wrong, the ghost will not go out, and if the flag moves, it will find the soul of the owner.
The man named Zhao Changsheng nodded and asked, "Who has been guarding this Demon Locking Tower for the past fifty years?"
"Monster Locking Tower?"
"That's the Ten Thousand Demons Tower!"
"Oh... isn't this Demon Locking Tower guarded by the Jade Pot Sect?"
"The Jade Pot Sect was last time, and this time it seems to be Taiyi Pavilion's turn..."
Hearing the noise in the crowd, who seemed very unconcerned about this matter, Zhao Changsheng couldn't help but snorted, and with this snort, the crowd became quiet.
"If the Demon Locking Tower can't be guarded, what's the use of Taiyi Pavilion? What's the use of all of you here? During my tenure, only the fifty years guarded by the Yuhu Sect were peaceful, and now the whole sect is destroyed and people are destroyed. It’s such a joke!”
Being criticized by name, Taoist Priest Qingxu's face was bruised and purple, but he did not dare to say anything.
But the followers behind him couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this. He was very scornful of everyone's attitude from the beginning, but now being criticized by a man in strange clothes, he didn't even dare to breathe, and he could no longer hold back his bad temper.
"Don't stop pretending here, and use belittling others to cover up your hypocrisy. If you really have the ability, why don't you guard the door of the Demon Locking Tower? If you point fingers here, I really want to slap your cold mouth!"
As the words continued, everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to this person. Bathed in everyone's gaze, this person felt proud in his heart and thought: Look at how frightened you are, in front of everyone, what can he do to me? When I return to Taiyi Pavilion, the elders will definitely think highly of me!
Elder Qingxu patted his shoulder, and he nodded, indicating that he understood. But before he could show his humility, he was pushed out of the crowd by the elder with a palm, "Senior Zhao, this kid made rude remarks and has been expelled from Taiyi Pavilion by me. It's all up to senior to handle it."
This man looked at Elder Qingxu in surprise, then turned to look at Zhao Changsheng and shouted angrily: "Let me see what you are capable of? You actually despise us so much!"
After saying that, he lifted his black and white Taoist robe, took out a writing brush with his right hand, dipped it into the ink cartridge on his waist, and then made a move with his left hand out of thin air, and a row of yellow talisman papers appeared. His right hand moved quickly, Before the talisman paper could fall down, it was covered with talismans. This beautiful movement made everyone watching secretly praise it.
But this man was showing off his skills without stopping at all. He flicked his right hand in the air, drew an ink dragon, and swallowed these talismans into his body in one gulp. His body was gleaming with black light, as if it had spiky scales. The shape turned and turned into a black whirlwind, attacking Zhao Changsheng.
Although everyone present was very capable, and it would take some effort to block this move, Zhao Changsheng did not make any move, as if he did not react.
Seeing victory right before his eyes, the joy in the follower's eyes grew stronger and stronger, but suddenly, an ecstatic smile froze on his face.
The black whirlwind was like a drop of water dripping into the sea, blending into Zhao Changsheng's blurry shadow, and then everything returned to calm.
"Recently, many people have died in strange ways. It doesn't look like they were killed by others, and their souls were damaged. A few days ago, I went to the Demon Locking Tower to check and found that the fourth floor was broken open at some point. You should take care of yourself. Bar."
Zhao Changsheng's tone was calm, as if nothing happened just now. After speaking, he turned around and left. When he walked to the door, he suddenly said something incomprehensible: "During that battle, did you really think that those people from the devil's path disappeared? Already? The person locked in the Demon Locking Tower...is no longer a demon."
"The person locked in the Demon Locking Tower is not a demon? Could it be...that he is a demon?"
"Then the fourth layer was broken, doesn't it mean that...the people in the devil's path were released?"
"Do you think it's possible that he has infiltrated among us..."
Suddenly everyone in the crowd was in panic and began to be suspicious of each other. No one looked like a kind person.
"That's enough!" The Witch King's face darkened, "Tomorrow! Go to the Demon Locking Tower to find out!"
After saying that, he glanced at Taoist Priest Qingxu of Taiyi Pavilion with complicated eyes, turned around and left.
Taoist Priest Qingxu felt the burning gazes of everyone and froze in embarrassment. Seeing his follower still motionless, he felt angry: "What are you doing there? Why don't you go back and be punished!"
As he spoke, he reached out to pull the man's shoulder, but when he just touched his shoulder, he suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and saw the man falling lightly to the ground. Seeing this strange situation, everyone's scalp was numb, and their eyes were filled with tears. Horror and shock.
Obviously I didn't see any movement from Zhao Changsheng! A big living person suddenly turned into a blank slate before his eyes!
