In the darkness, a city stood in front of me, with pedestrians vaguely coming and going on the city, but those pedestrians were filled with an indescribable sense of strangeness.
Zishou and Fengliqi looked at each other and saw the shock on each other's faces.
I still remember Pu Songling's "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" that recorded the ghost market, but later scholars all thought that it was just a mirage, but now it seems that this is not the case.
"Let's go, let's go into the city to take a look." Zishou was stunned for a long time before finally speaking.
It’s not because he is very skilled and brave, but because he doesn’t enter the city, they will be frozen to death outside the city.
Feng Liqi nodded with a pale face. From the current point of view, if you don’t enter the city, you will definitely be frozen to death. If you enter the city, you may die at the hands of an alternative ghost in the city.
But there is still a glimmer of hope when entering the city.
...
As Fang stepped into the city, Zishou felt the surroundings of malice shot towards him.
When I looked up, there were three people standing around, one-legged old man, a middle-aged man with a dull expression, and a child with a weird expression.
Flashes of chill swept over, and those people's eyes were full of resentment and hatred, and they were definitely not good people.
Zishou felt his scalp numb and he had the urge to run away after pulling his legs. After a while, he resisted the impulse, grinned, showed a kind smile, took Feng Liqi's hand, and walked slowly behind.
And retreat.
Just as he retreated, the child with a strange expression suddenly rushed up, his mouth was grinning in a curve that a normal person could not open, and there were two rows of yellow sharp teeth in his mouth.
A fishy storm hits the face!
Zishu's eyes suddenly widened, and the sense of crisis was instantly filled.
At the same time, a force seemed to be stimulated deep in his body, and a hot temperature rose from his dantian.
A mysterious totem appeared faintly on the unseen back.
The totem is made of black flames, painted into a pattern of a black bird, as if it is about to spread its wings and fly out.
In the epoch world.
Zi Ji Wenxiao, who was standing in the square and watching the show happily, suddenly restrained her smile, and a terrifying chill flashed in her eyes!
Cheng Shuang beside her shivered, and the temperature around her seemed to drop a few degrees instantly. She subconsciously looked at the corpse.
For some reason, at this moment she felt that the man beside her seemed to have changed.
The feeling she felt was no longer a gentle and leisurely middle-aged man, but a sharp-eyed emperor.
Penglai Island.
Zhu Family.
Chu Jiangyue walked slowly in the Zhu family courtyard. The long sword on her waist had not been unsheathed. In front of him, there was a naive little girl Zhu Jin.
"I have never seen the sword you mentioned before, but my father may know that if you want that sword, you must please me." Zhu Jin narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Even Chu Jiangyue, who is a good corpse, has to say that the girl in front of her is really beautiful.
"How do you want me to please you? Something happened to me?!"
Halfway through his words, Chu Jiangyue's face suddenly changed, and the long sword on his waist suddenly trembled, and the sword intent on his body burst out at this moment!
...
The Cave of Thousand Corpse Gods.
A enthusiastic citizen who did not want to be named is helping the little princess of the Phoenix tribe grow up and carefully teaches her physics and chemistry classes, such as the plunger movement, the principle of friction, the heat is even, and the cup wall is flowing down...
When the teaching was about to come, the enthusiastic citizen suddenly trembled, and anger flashed in his eyes, and then he felt something in his life being pulled out.
The good student of the Phoenix Clan who was listening to the class below him also attacked him at this moment, pushing him directly under him and trying his best to absorb the teacher's wisdom.
After ingesting enough wisdom, the princess of the Phoenix tribe couldn't help laughing loudly, feeling that the humiliation of so many years had finally been reported.
Fortunately, she has learned the secret martial arts secrets in the past few years (beep-) Dafa.
The one who laughs to the end will eventually be yourself.
...
(By the way, the good corpse Chu Jiangyue and the evil corpse Li Fengge and the evil corpse Ji Wenxiao both have an outline, which can be written in a million words together. Zhizi and Yuan Hong can make three or four spoofs in the Era and Journey to the West world.
One hundred thousand words, the good corpse has a complete outline in Penglai Realm and the three sisters of the Zhu family, and they can all be written into the new book, the evil corpse... However, some of the plots are close to the new book outline, and when you think of another outline, you won't do it first.
Write about three corpses.)
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In the ghost town.
The strange child was hit by the child, and a foul-smelling wind blew into his face!
Zishu's eyes widened, and the mysterious bird totem behind him seemed to be about to emerge from his body at this moment!
However, at this moment, a cold sound suddenly sounded.
"Get out!"
A black mourning stick covered with tendons suddenly pulled out, hitting the strange child's body hard, instantly thrusting it backwards, rolling a few times on the ground, making a shrill scream!
As Zi's eyes shrank, the black bird totem behind him gradually calmed down, the hot temperature slowly faded, and the light became dimmed.
In front of Zishou, there was an additional man in black robe.
The man was put in a wide black robe, and only a pale arm stretched out, and five fingers on his arm grabbed a mourning stick.
After this person appeared, the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot instantly. The single old man and the middle-aged man stopped and looked at the person with a strange look, but did not dare to step forward, as if he was the one who was the one who was aware of his eyes.
Deterrence.
The child who was pulled out rolled on the ground, his eyes rolling, full of resentment and fear, opened his mouth and screamed lowly, as if he was about to launch a second attack.
The man in black robe said coldly: "If you don't want to die, come up!"
The mourning stick in his hand suddenly sounded the crying sound of the resentful spirit, and countless evil spirits seemed to be imprisoned on the stick.
The child turned his head and left, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Zishou looked at the man in black with vigilance and protected the wind behind him.
This man pulled the strange child away with a blow, scaring away those "people" with one sentence. It is said that he saved Zishou's life, but this man exuded a strange and uncomfortable aura. Zishou's body
Didn't relax your guard.
Feng Liqi's face was pale, but he also looked at the man with a vigilant look.
"Are you from Kyushu?"
The man in black robe spoke.
The voice was a little hoarse, but it could tell that it was the voice of a young man.
As he turned around, Zishou also saw the face under the black robe clearly.
It was the face of a young man, the face of an oriental man, even younger than Zishou, and only at the age of seventeen or eighteen.
"We are from Jiuzhou, what about you? Are you a human?" Zishou stared at this person and keenly discovered that this person had a shadow.
After entering this city covered by darkness, there was only a subtle light, and even if Zishou had no shadow, there was a reflection at the person's feet.
It's just that reflection, but it doesn't look like a human.
The man slowly took off his hood, revealing his black hair. His voice was cold and hoarse, like a ghostly voice under the Nine Netherworld: "My surname is Qin, and my name is Qin Feng. I am a night walker in Fengdu City.