In the end, Mo Zhenzhen put on the purple Taoist robe and the 'heavy' cassock.
It's not that Mo Zhenzhen is not afraid of the cold looks from Taoist priests and monks, but that Mo Zhenzhen feels that if she encounters danger, the Taoist priests and monks will actively come to save her if she encounters danger. After all, she... right.
When Mo Zhenzhen nodded, she was thinking about her own life safety, but after coming into contact with these two robes, Mo Zhenzhen changed her mind.
This unique and strong feeling is desperately reminding Mo Zhenzhen that it is precious and should be worn quickly!
With the cassock on her body and the cassock on her body, Mo Zhenzhen instantly felt that her life was protected, and her whole temperament felt different.
Mo Zhenzhen went to the meeting place wearing this nondescript outfit. She was particularly eye-catching along the way. When she arrived at the meeting place, the Taoist priests and monks who saw her looked like they were in pain.
I don’t know whether they were annoyed by the two sets of clothes themselves, or whether they were worried that she wore the two sets of clothes together... Of course, the most likely thing is that it was a combination of both.
In addition to the Taoist monk Mo Zhenzhen and the invisible following An Qiaoxuan and others who were going to enter Y City this time, there were also 300 armed soldiers and the officer who was also fully equipped.
The officer is no longer young, and the burden he wears is definitely not light, but he still stands tall and steady, looking stronger than those young people.
After Mo Zhenzhen arrived, the officer spoke directly without stopping for a moment.
"Return to the team and let's go!"
Return to the team? What team do you belong to?
Mo Zhenzhen didn't understand very well, but she knew that she should take the lead at this time.
Did they just go in like that?
"Wait a minute, are we going in like this?"
"Yes, without further ado, let's set off as soon as possible."
Mo Zhenzhen thought about the ghost's reaction after taking Yinmu powder.
It seemed that except for those policemen, everyone else looked ecstatic (refer to Li Sanya), so Mo Zhenzhen hesitated for a second, and then really ran forward.
Mo Zhenzhen also has Yinmu powder, a lot of it, enough to make another recipe.
But Mo Zhenzhen wanted to take this opportunity to see the strength of those Taoist priests and monks to evaluate the next plan.
Mo Zhenzhen stood at the front, with the officer standing diagonally behind her. Taoist priests and monks were interspersed among the ranks. Mo Zhenzhen raised her feet and stepped forward, and the ranks behind her became uniform.
She held up the white windmill and took two tentative steps forward. Listening to the neat but a little chaotic footsteps, she took a deep breath and ran.
It's only a distance of about a thousand meters, so it doesn't take long to run from here to there.
However, the white fog was thick and full of lonely ghosts. The distance of one thousand meters still formed a place of death that no living person could cross.
It's just that the 'land of death' has a little more visibility today, and the usually ferocious and greedy ghosts are a little lazy and slow to react today.
Although the attack was still fierce, the reaction was not fast enough. Before he even got close, he was tackled by Taoist monks who vaguely saw ghost figures.
Mo Zhenzhen saw a long-haired female ghost with disheveled hair rushing towards her. She restrained her instinct to dodge and did not move. When the female ghost's extended black nails were about to catch her, a bean shot out and hit her directly. It pierced into the female ghost's body, causing her to fall backwards heavily, and was pinned to death on the ground.
The weight of a small soybean made the lonely ghost unable to move.
Mo Zhenzhen did not look back, but the desire to learn arose in her heart.
When passing through the white mist, both Taoist priests and monks took action. Each Taoist priest had two cloth bags on his waist. One cloth bag contained glutinous rice, and the other cloth bag contained beans.
When they saw the ghost, they shot out a bean bullet, and all along the way were ghosts like turtles that had turned their shells.
The monks kept reciting scriptures all the time. When the ghosts appeared, the scriptures in their mouths would turn into gold characters and stick to them. Then they would get into the bodies of these ghosts and force them to put their hands together and their heels together.
Running a distance of one thousand meters is extremely easy.
However, it was this relaxation that made Mo Zhenzhen have a big question.
Since it is not difficult for these Taoist monks to deal with these lonely ghosts, why were they so resistant to entering the white mist in the first place?
Before Mo Zhenzhen could ask this question, the officer who was out of the white mist asked it for her.
The officer who successfully passed through the white mist looked darker. He turned around angrily and asked the monk closest to him.
"Why were you so presumptuous and unwilling to come in with us for rescue!"
The monk was confused by the officer's question. Finally, the old monk who was further away clasped his hands together and said a Buddha's name before saying.
"Amitabha, the donor wrongly blamed me. The reason why this time was so smooth was because of the help of the female donor. This white mist weakens us practitioners. The female donor lowered the suppression of the white mist, which makes us more powerful. easy."
The officer stared at the old monk for a long time, not sure whether he believed it or not, but he still said that, they had no time!
There is only a thousand-meter-wide white mist wall between them. Inside and outside the wall are two different worlds.
Outside the wall, the sky is blue, but inside the wall, the sky in City Y is filled with dark clouds, as if the end of the world is coming!
The dark clouds were very low, as if what was rolling over them was not clouds but smoke. It looked like a storm was coming, but the air was very dry and windless.
The leading old Taoist priest frowned and counted with his fingers, then he let out an angry roar.
"evil creature!"
He was full of anger when he roared, and then he rushed in one direction regardless, but was held back by Mo Zhenzhen.
She only held on for a moment, but the old Taoist priest was very strong and ran forward so fast that the weak Mo Zhenzhen could not hold him back.
But it was this that slowed down the old Taoist priest's forward momentum, allowing the officer time to rush over to replace Mo Zhenzhen and hold him back.
"Where are you going? What happened!"
Even if you are not familiar with metaphysics, this strange weather phenomenon will make you breathless. It feels like something bad is about to happen.
The officer was not Mo Zhenzhen, and he really couldn't get away from the old man.
After trying twice in a row to shake off the shackles, the veteran finally came back to his senses and hurriedly explained to the officer.
"It's too late, that beast is going to sacrifice the entire city's soul to heaven!"
The officer didn't understand.
"What do you mean? He wants to massacre the city? Feed God and eat the people?"
The old Taoist priest took two deep breaths and then said viciously.
"What he is sacrificing to heaven is his own humanity... God does not eat souls. He wants to become the King of Ghosts himself and wants to sacrifice the lives and souls of the people in the entire city! This is a crooked way and is worse than a beast!...Oh, I can't explain it to you. Hurry up. Just let go, if it's later it'll be too late!"
At the same time, Mo Zhenzhen and other players were also notified.
I read that some readers said that the stories in this unit are not as good as the first one, and that the positive energy of this one is too strong and it is not good to read. . Is this first article Red Date Village or where is the real murderer?
I have taken the advice and tried to correct it as much as possible next time. I also know that I am a bit verbose in this article. The original structure was to build a building with building blocks, but then the building collapsed, so I focused on describing a lot of positive aspects, hoping to increase the sense of immersion. After all, They are all going to die.
But I'm a little unsure now. Firstly, it does seem to be a bit delayed. Secondly, I'm also afraid that if I don't write well the part where the building collapses, the closer I get to this part, the less confident I am. I'm afraid that if I don't write well, the entire unit's story will collapse. .
But to mention it weakly, I still feel that letting good people fall, destroying beauty, and allowing the ugliness of human nature to grow out of glory... is more... interesting.
Well, I'm not a pervert. Of course, if you don't like it, I can change it.
In the future, I will streamline the creation of positive characters.
