Although this street is a little deserted, there are still some pedestrians at this time, but they are far away from us!

And when the old man walked towards us from the gate of the City God's Temple, I was shocked to find that all the pedestrians on this street were gone, and the street lights on both sides of the street seemed a little distorted and swaying.

The gloomy air was thick, the wind howled, and many black shadows swayed out from both sides of the street, forming illusory shadowy soldiers.

These Yin soldiers were dressed in broken armor, carrying swords and other murderous weapons in their hands, and looked at us with cold eyes.

This is an illusion, absolutely not real!

I am very sure in my heart that because of the coercive influence of the old man, we instantly fell into a very special illusion. The changes on both sides of the street were all false, but if we were really attacked by those illusory Yin soldiers,

If so, even if we don’t suffer any injuries on our body, our souls will definitely suffer some trauma.

Qingfeng once mentioned this to me. Some people with strong mental strength can achieve this level. He also said that if such strong people were classified according to the current power system, they would be at least S-level strong people.

With the strength of Yang Xiaoyun and I, it is basically a dream to break through such an illusion with our own strength.

but……

I held my chest tightly to prevent the weird shroud from moving, because it wanted to rush out again.

Now the old man is just shrouding us with special pressure. If the weird shroud rushes out, who knows if he will anger this old guy who may be the incarnation of the City God!

Although Yang Xiaoyun next to me was a little nervous, she didn't panic at all. As if she had dealt with people from the underworld before, she took out a light blue talisman from her pocket and clasped it in her hand, and walked towards it.

The old man bowed slightly and said: "Junior Yang Xiaoyun, I have no intention of disturbing the City God's rest. The main reason is..."

"I also know a little about the relationship between your Yang family and Longhu Mountain!"

The old man directly interrupted Yang Xiaoyun's words, and said with a gloomy face: "I can pretend that tonight's incident has not happened. I just think it is to give Longhu Mountain some face. You can go! However, the man next to you can

The boy has to stay!"

Before Yang Xiaoyun could respond, the old man squinted his eyes at me and said coldly: "I've let you off once during the day, and you dare to come here now. Do you really think I'm a loser with no temper?"

I was a little confused and looked at this domineering old man blankly.

Do you always drink too much or something?

Damn it, I didn’t do anything to provoke you, so why are you acting so targeted at me?

The phantom of the City God behind the old man became more solid, and the illusory Yin soldiers on both sides of the street were gradually approaching. They all looked at me with unkind eyes, which put a lot of psychological pressure on me.

Although we don't know what's going on, if you, old guy, really want to target me, I can't just let you go, right?

My whole body tensed up and I was ready to take action.

At this time, as if he sensed something, the old man suddenly squinted his eyes and looked at the position where my hand was covering my chest, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Then, for some unknown reason, the phantom of the City God behind him suddenly dispersed and disappeared without a trace, and the phantoms of the Yin soldiers on both sides of the street also disappeared in an instant.

The whole street seemed to brighten up instantly. The street lights on both sides of the street returned to normal, and pedestrians and traffic reappeared on the far side of the street.

Not only was Yang Xiaoyun a little stunned, I was also puzzled as I looked at the old man standing a few meters in front of us.

What do you mean?

Just a moment ago, he seemed to be trying to teach me a lesson, but why did he seem to have lost his temper in the blink of an eye?

The old man looked at me deeply, his eyes were a little complicated, and he waved to me and said: "Boy, come here!"

With that said, he walked directly to the street, as if he wanted to talk to me alone.

Yang Xiaoyun tugged on the corner of my clothes and whispered: "This old guy doesn't know what he is going to do. Hurry up and run away now. As long as you rush out of this street, there shouldn't be much of a problem..."

Before Yang Xiaoyun finished speaking, I interrupted her directly and said softly: "Maybe this old man wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with me. Don't worry, I'll go over and have a chat with him!"

Before Yang Xiaoyun could react, I had already strode towards the old man.

I'm not stupid, I naturally know that it's safest to do what Yang Xiaoyun said at this time, but the weird shroud on my chest moved a lot. This old man suddenly changed his attitude towards me, probably because

This is why I discovered this strange shroud in my arms.

I don't want to have any conflicts with Cheng Huang Yinsi, and I really want to find out why this old man was so unfriendly to me before.

When I walked up to the old man, he actually took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lightly pinched it with his fingers, and lit the cigarette directly.

At this time, the old man no longer had the domineering aura he had just now. He looked like an old farmer who had just finished his work, leaning against a lamppost on the side of the road and smoking a cigarette.

He puffed out his breath and stared at me, squinting his eyes and saying, "Who gave you that thing in your arms?"

"My grandpa!" I responded simply.

There was nothing to hide at this time, after all, people had already seen the clues in my arms.

"What's your grandpa's name?"

"Li Qi!"

The old man frowned slightly, hummed and said, "Li Qi? A pseudonym? What's your real name?"

I blinked my eyes and said helplessly: "This is my grandfather's name, there is no alias or anything like that!"

The old man did not pursue this issue further. He looked at my hand tightly covering my chest and said quietly: "Let it out!"

this……

After hesitating for a moment, I released my hand covering my chest.

What I didn't expect was that the weird shroud didn't rush out to wrap the other person's head like before. This time it just poked out a sleeve from my arms, like a person stretching out his hand to talk to the old man.

It's like an old man shaking hands.

A strange look flashed in the old man's eyes. He stretched out his old palm and tapped lightly on the sleeve. There seemed to be a faint dark light flashing from his fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, the sleeves of the strange shroud retracted, got into my arms, and fell asleep as if full of food and drink.

The old man's face became a little strange. He looked at his fingertips and saw some fine black lines flashing across them. He murmured something in a low voice. I could only faintly hear the word "incense offering".

Then, the old man shook his finger, threw the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground, stamped it out and said quietly to me: "During the day, a girl with a Yin lineage went to the temple to communicate with me.

, saying that a messenger was found in Hangzhou who was not recognized by the Underworld. I originally didn’t want to pay attention to this matter, but I didn’t expect you to enter the temple after she left..."

Grandma, no wonder that sneaky girl would appear at the City God's Temple during the day. It turned out that she went to report to me in front of the City God!

After greeting the eight generations of female relatives of the yin women in my heart, I couldn't help but wonder: "Senior, juniors don't know much about this aspect. Do all yin senders have to be recognized by the yin department? If not?

What will happen to the person who has been approved by the Yin Division?"

The old man looked at me with a strange look and said, "Since your grandfather passed on the mantle to you, he didn't tell you the rules of giving birth to a dead person?"

I shook my head blankly, waiting for his explanation.

The old man hummed and said: "Sending a Yin soul to the underworld, if it is not approved by the Yin Division, the person who sends the Yin Soul will often have no good end. Basically, it will be recorded by the Yin Division, and the Yang life will be lost, and the Yin Division will be sent too many times.
Chapter completed!