The continuous autumn rain fell on the pedestrian street, splashing little bits of water.
The leather shoes on the water-stained road stopped in the middle of the road.
The man who had plucked up the courage to cross the street to go to Lingwa's shop hesitated after taking just a few steps.
He turned around and returned to the door of the convenience store, picked up the bottle of wine he had just placed on the ground, raised his head and drank the remaining half of the bottle with a "gumble".
Once again spitting out a mouthful of stale breath that smelled of alcohol, the man turned around and walked towards the other side of the road.
This time he walked to the front of Lingwa store.
Putting his hand on the handle of the store door, the man's heart began to beat faster.
In the Lingwa shop, which was lit with a faint yellow candlelight, among the several candles with dancing flames, suddenly, a flame suddenly burst out from the first candle and shot straight to the ceiling!
This sudden scene startled the man, and he backed away repeatedly. Finally, he accidentally sat in the puddle of water on the pedestrian street.
Fine raindrops fell, and the man wiped his face, tightened his windbreaker to protect what was hidden in it, and gasped for air.
When the candles in the store suddenly burst into flames and returned to normal, the man came back to his senses, got up from the water, and stepped forward again.
This time, he opened the store door.
Thousands of miles away, on the Heavenly Sacrifice Peak of Wensheng Mountain, Yang Ning, who was standing in the ghost house, had a calm face, smiled slightly, and said nonchalantly: "Just throw the things in, I won't embarrass you." This little bug."
"But if you dare to bring your dirty body that has been sacrificed to cats and dogs into the place where I sleep, I will kill you."
The same words sounded in two places at the same time.
One is the ghost house where Yang Ning is.
The other place was in the ears of the man wearing a black cloak in front of the Lingwa shop on Yundu Road in Zhongzhou.
Suddenly, the man looked up in great panic and looked around. Under the brim of his windbreaker hood was an oriental man's face with high cheekbones, a big nose, and some Western features.
It was obvious that the man was very scared.
He turned his head and looked around for a long time. After confirming that no one was found on the pedestrian street on this rainy night except the clerk at the convenience store opposite, he relaxed a little.
The man touched something hidden in his windbreaker and wanted to throw it away in the store.
However, after he calmed down, he suddenly thought of the words that just appeared in his ears.
"insect......"
"A cat and a dog..."
As he muttered and repeated these words, the expression on the man's face gradually turned gloomy.
He stood still in front of the store again.
If it weren't for the fear still lingering in his heart, he would have rushed in thanks to the increasing alcoholism.
At this time, a burst of red and blue lights flashed.
The man turned his head and looked at the intersection of the pedestrian street. He saw a patrol car.
At this moment, the man smiled, very relaxedly, and he said self-deprecatingly: "I never thought that one day I would need something like this to give me a sense of security..."
Turning to look at the store, the smile on the man's face disappeared instantly. He said angrily: "You are the bug! You are the cat and dog!"
"The great Lord of life cannot be blasphemed! You heretic!"
At this moment, the man completely forgot how timid he was just now, because...
"I just entered your shabby place! What happened?!"
"I don't believe you can kill me in front of me!"
With that said, the man strode into Lingwa's shop.
As a result, he just took two steps and because of excessive force, he fell to the ground and chewed a dog's shit.
"This hellish place is the abode of heretics and heretics!"
After getting up, the man cursed and stepped forward. His wet shoes hurriedly stepped on the carpet in front of Yang Ning's desk. He took out two things from his large windbreaker and threw them on the desk.
A bloody mahogany sword and a letter.
Throwing down the things, the man turned around in a panic and was about to leave, but he used too much force again, click!
The foot is twisted.
By the way, another guy fell to the ground.
Getting up for the second time, the man looked around the store with anger and fear. He saw a man in red sitting behind the shelves on the north side of the store.
This frightened the man and he limped outside the store in a hurry.
Outside, the police car that had been patrolling just now was far away, and through the rain curtain, only the flashing lights of red and blue could be seen faintly.
The man didn't care about this, he ran towards the pedestrian street with all his strength!
Wensheng Mountain is where the ghost house of Tianfeng is worshipped.
Yang Ning first said: "Don't move, don't let that dirty thing die in my store, you can just be responsible for cleaning later."
Then he turned to look in the direction of Tianren Peak and said, "Wait until he leaves the store and send him on his way."
On the mountain path of Tianren Peak, a bronze sword that was floating down the mountain wavered on the spot.
This sword originally moved with Yang Ning, but how could it keep up with Yang Ning's ability to take a few steps down the mountain and then a few steps up the mountain?
In fact, if Yang Ning hadn't wanted to take a few more steps to stretch his muscles, he could have gone from Tianren Peak to Tianji Peak in one step.
This has led to the fact that now Yang Ning has gone to Tianren Peak to rest for a while, and the sword here is still floating down the mountain from Tianren Peak.
I received a message from Yang Ning through the air, Bronze Sword: "???"
Yang Ning sighed, "Why are you so stupid?"
"How far is it? Why can't you do it?"
"It's only a thousand miles away! Back then I..."
As Yang Ning spoke, she suddenly noticed that the atmosphere around her had changed slightly.
He saw that in the ghost cages around him, every evil ghost was looking at the little sea ghost with strange eyes.
Yang Ning asked in confusion: "What are you looking at? What's wrong with you, Xiaohai?"
The little sea ghost pulled at the railing of the ghost cage and said eagerly: "What you said scared them. They don't dare to look at you, they can only look at me."
Yang Ning nodded thoughtfully and said, "Well, I'm sorry, I scared you."
At this time, the ghost house was a little damp due to the accumulation of yin energy all year round, plus the rainfall caused by Lu Yang Zhanhai a few days ago, and a drop of water dripped from the roof.
The water droplet fell just in front of Yang Ning.
Buzz——
For an instant, time seemed to stand still at this moment.
The water droplets stopped in front of Yang Ning.
Yang Ning stretched out her hand and flicked it, bang!
The water droplets dispersed.
At the same time, the bronze sword on the Tianren Peak Mountain Road suddenly swayed and was hit by a drop of water that splashed out from nowhere——
With one move of the sword, hundreds of ghosts disappear.
In the ghost house, except for the little sea ghost and a few ghosts, hundreds of other ghosts in the densely packed ghost cages all turned into blue smoke and disappeared in an instant.
Not only that.
Zhongzhou, Yundu Road Pedestrian Street.
The man who was limping and struggling to escape had just reached the corner of the street when he suddenly felt a light touch on his neck, then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.
His head fell on the wet ground and rolled forward a long way.
Someone wields a sword in the air and chops off someone's head from a thousand miles away.
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