Pavilion, stop.

I only found out what this pavilion is for after I went in.

An ordinary thatched pavilion separates two worlds.

Behind me are ordinary poor mountains and bad waters, and in front of me are the sea of ​​corpses and blood that only exist in my mind.

In the clearings surrounded by mountains below, there are many dilapidated houses and courtyards like models on sand tables. You can see scattered white skeletons from afar, and ghosts are everywhere on the streets. These ghosts cannot be reborn or reincarnated, and no ghost messenger dares to detain them.

These are nothing, what I find most incredible is the foot of this village.

The evil spirit I imagined was probably a ball of black fog, and then the land was dry and cracked, and the ground was covered with white bones, and no grass grew.

Now that I see it with my own eyes, it is really hard to imagine that there will be such a scene in the world-

The entire ground was like a layer of fragile thin ice, with black fog on it, scattered with dry bones and ghosts, and below was a black hole that could not be seen at a glance.

If you look closely, you can see that the hole is full of incomplete bone limbs, mummies and ghosts, tightly, like millions of poisonous snakes coiled in a basin. They roar inside and surging like maggots inside.

Their eyes were empty, but they stretched out their hands to the ground fiercely and persistently, rushing up wave after wave, desperately trying to tear the shackles of the magic array.

Every time a magic array is touched, the center array eye will emit a faint yellow fluorescence, and there will be a fluorescence response in the direction of the Bagua on the ground.

However, the light was too faint, as faint as the fireflies in the night, which could only illuminate the lines on the palm of your hand.

My brother frowned deeply: "The last time we came, this one was only half the size, but now it has expanded to this level... The evil sealing array has extended to the opposite hillside... It is at least as big as four or five football fields."

I looked at the black hole like a ghost nest below. There was a ghost rush in Huilong Village that could float out a lot of things. If it was broken here, how many fierce ghosts would rush out?

Can the innate magic power of the spiritual fetus destroy this huge hole?

Someone suddenly approached behind me. I was about to turn my head when a wide palm suddenly slapped my shoulder heavily, which scared me so much that I screamed.

"Trump! What are you doing?!" My brother pulled me behind him and glared at the person in front of him.

This is a monk?!

This man had a bare head, so he must be a monk, right?

However, he wore a big headset around his neck, a bright yellow down jacket, and jeans and sneakers under him, like a street dancer...

"Hey, why are the two donors reacting so much... The little monk's Dharma name Huiqing-" He spoke and said, "The donor."

"Your uncle, who cares about you? You lewd monk, who will let you touch my Xiao Qiao!" My brother reached out and grabbed his clothes.

"I'm just a working person. Shaving my head is a job requirement. How can I call me a lustful monk?" He was anxious: "I'm just saying hello. It's okay to call me a stinky hooligan. It's so ugly!"

...What kind of weirdness is this?

My brother punched him, and he was forced to get it, and said with a smile: "Okay, donor is relieved. The little monk just wanted to say hello, there is really no malice."

This... my brother had no choice but to let go of him.

"I will introduce it again, the little monk is called Huiqing."

"I know! You monk is so shameless." My brother curled his lips and took me out of the thatched pavilion.

The monk chased after him and asked, "You haven't introduced yourself yet. Are you the two donors of the Mu family? If so, sign me!"

Ah? Signature? I looked at this weird monk and felt that his brain circuit was comparable to my brother.

"I want to get a collection of celebrities in the circle, five hundred people! The rankings are not the same! This will definitely be a big deal, enough for me to live for the rest of my life, and I don't have to work in the temple anymore." He chased us hard.

My head was covered in black: "Are you really a monk? Why do you become a monk if you are not pure in your six senses?"

He was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "Mu Donor Mu has a lot of wisdom. I am a lay disciple. Master insists that I become a monk. I don't have a wife yet, so I don't want to become a monk. He wants to accept me if he lives or not. I have to be a lay disciple. This time he sent me to help."

"——You are the disciple of the great monk back then?" I asked.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have come to such a ghost place, right? I even brought the master's great magic weapon!" He was eager to prove his identity and took out a layer of wrapped... bowl from his backpack.

The bowl is the container used by monks to beg for alms, abbreviated as the bowl for beggars.

My brother and I looked at each other, and it turns out that Buddhism is declining.

"Hey, what are your eyes? I'm the true successor, okay?"

He pestered us and said as he walked, "I soon saw Shen Qingrui and her group. She was walking in the front, with a little boy, a disciple of the Shen family, and the black-clothed Yin Quanheng carrying a sword on her back."

Oh my god, Shen Qingrui is actually wearing stilettos in such a place.

Seeing her walking on the mountain road with deep feet and shallow feet, my brother cursed and said, "Eggy people are often responsible."

Shen Qingrui could hear it clearly, turned her head to glar at my brother, and sneered: "The little brat from the Mu family, you must be grateful. Our Shen family teaches you Taoism without any grudges, and has helped your boy take back his human skin. Do you still dare to offend me? It's such a bandit family that doesn't understand etiquette."

Human skin?

We looked to the end of the team, and the two Shen family disciples were carrying a body bag.

Shen Qingrui threw a wink, and the two disciples placed the body bag in front of us. Shen Qingrui snorted softly and left with the help of others.

My brother saw that there was a spell on the body bag and frowned and said, "This human skin has been refining the soul of the evil Tao for a long time, and it's a bit of evil spirit."

The man in black, Quan Heng, did not leave, but asked us coldly: "What are you going to deal with this human skin?"

"Confirm and talk about it." My brother carefully unzipped the zipper with gloves. It was indeed Mu Yunliang's human skin inside.

"May I ask...what is in this human skin?" I asked carefully.

When Quan Heng saw me, he turned around and bowed to me and replied, "The inside is the internal organs of other corpses put in by the substitute technique."

The internal organs of other corpses... so disgusting. I really can't figure out what kind of ecstasy Lili was in or what she felt when she had sex with this monster, making Lili feel like she was possessed by evil spirits.

I sighed: "Is there any way to separate the skin completely? After all, let's burn his skin for him."

"The integration lasts for too long and cannot be separated. Or you can peel and fix the soul again, but no one here will do this evil method of damaging the Yin De." Quan Heng shook his head.

My brother sighed and said, "Forget it, it's good that the skin can come back. I'll burn it for him later..."

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Chapter completed!