Lao Mao's call came soon. The evil ghosts at the West Gate finally dispersed. It took almost an instant, and the next second they would touch the ghosts.
Five thousand fierce ghosts came from all directions in the Four-Nine City, with different levels and different abilities, but they were controlled by the Ghost Mother alone.
Fortunately, there were no casualties, except Immortal Songhe who was seriously injured.
I also reported the situation on my side to them. Rujun was rescued by me. The little monk turned out to be the third hidden real person. The King of Dragons helped us get rid of the ghost mother at the critical moment.
Old Mao expressed his surprise on the phone more than once, and then the excited Dahuang snatched the phone away, saying that he was the number one contributor to guarding the ghosts this time, and that the eighth sword played a crucial role.
I smiled and confirmed Dahuang's idea, but unfortunately at the last moment I could not see Dahuang raise his ghost-slaying sword again.
After hanging up the phone, I turned around and asked the King of Ten Thousand Dragons: "How is my friend who uses the Blackwood Sword?"
The King of Ten Thousand Dragons squinted his eyes: "How about what?"
"How's your swordsmanship?"
"Swordsmanship? Haha."
"What does hehe mean?"
"It's just not great."
"What if you put it in the context of the Yin people? Is there any chance of being number one in the world?"
"I have never been out of Sijiu City very much in my life, so don't talk to me about the world."
"Damn, King of Dragons, can you show some sincerity?"
"It's hard to say number one in the world, but number one in Sijiu City, that's pretty much it."
"That's pretty much it."
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you juniors. I have to educate those brats in the underground palace..."
The King of Dragons left.
Xu Yingyang said with a smile: "I didn't expect that to be the legendary King of Dragons. I thought he would appear with colorful auspicious clouds and ride on a five-clawed golden dragon..."
Third Grandpa smiled and shook his head: "The one you are talking about cannot be called the King of Dragons, is it the Jade Emperor?"
"Nianjun!" Eunuch Changqing smiled and ran towards me: "The one who was talking to you just now is the King of Ten Thousand Dragons in our Four-Nine City, right?"
Zhang Zhang smiled and said: "It must be! It's so majestic!"
Wang Yan and Li Hui also came over. Wang Yan smiled and said: "Today is an eye-opener!"
Li Hui was also silly: "Brother Immortal, you are so impressive, no worse than the King of Dragons."
Eunuch Changqing said with a smile: "Of course, in our family Nianjun is the most majestic!"
Rujun said coldly from behind: "If you praise him again, this guy will go to heaven."
I smiled, and when I looked up, Chen Xiaoqing disappeared again. Master Garuda stood quietly watching from a distance. The moon was still hanging in the sky, the Great Wall was still sleeping on the mountain peak, nothing had changed...
…
Three days later, Weigongcun subway station.
The subway slowly entered the station and stopped. Rujun took my arm and got off the train, causing passers-by to look at me sideways.
"Holy crap! This girl is so beautiful!"
"I think I've seen it on TV!"
"Zhang Yuqi, right? The one who filmed "The Mermaid"? No, it seems to be Liu Yifei! Alas, it doesn't seem like it..."
"Look at the man next to you. This woman is so good-looking, why is she still attracted to him?"
"Who knew that beautiful women are often blind..."
Rujun smiled, looked back at the subway that was gradually going away, and asked, "How is the situation over there with Emperor Jianwen?"
I smiled and said, "The King of Dragons doesn't seem to be bothering him. Anyway, the underworld is their territory, and I won't get involved."
Rujun nodded and said: "That's right, anyway, you are out of sight and out of mind."
With that said, we both got out of the subway and walked towards the apartment.
Knocking on the door, the mad Taoist wore an apron and opened the door. He turned around and scolded Lao Mao and Da Huang: "You two bastards, I have to open the door while I'm cooking, and you two are just sitting there waiting to die?"
Lao Mao was on the phone with the customer who was going to place the next order, and seemed to have discussed an important link. Da Huang was dozing off with the remote control, his head moving little by little.
Rujun and I changed our slippers and went into the house to sit down. Dahuang saw us coming and suddenly became energetic and said with a smile: "Oh, Rujun, I heard that you bought this, is it true?"
Rujun nodded and said: "Yes, this apartment has been designated as a haunted house. The price is one-third of the original price. It would be a big loss if you don't buy it."
Dahuang chuckled: "Rich lady, does your haunted house need to get rid of ghosts?"
Rujun shook his head and said: "Except for the ghost, I think it's good to have a ghost!"
Dahuang was helpless. At this time, Lao Mao also hung up the phone. I quickly asked: "How is it? How is this business?"
Old Mao frowned: "In my opinion, it's quite tricky, but the price is fair."
Dahuang smiled and said: "If the price is fair, we will go for it! If we encounter a serious problem, we will lead the four-nine city ghosts to sweep it away!"
The old cat glared at Dahuang and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I don't have this ability. This ability belongs to Lin Yang."
I could only smile bitterly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Where can I go? At best, I can only lead a few brats..."
As he said this, there was a knock on the door.
I quickly went over to open the door, and Xu Mengyun was standing at the door holding two bottles of red wine.
"Come in quickly, how is the situation over there with Uncle Xu?" I asked quickly.
Xu Mengyun smiled slightly: "It's very stable and he should be able to be discharged from the hospital next week. He heard that we were drinking here and he was really greedy!"
We laughed at this.
Before Mengyun could change her shoes, Dahuang suddenly shouted, "Oh! Mengyun! Take off your clothes quickly! Take off your clothes quickly! Take off your shirt!"
We were all dumbfounded, and Mengyun also looked puzzled and asked: "Why are you taking off your clothes?"
Da Huang said with a smile: "Look, there is a bloody fingerprint on your back!"
Mengyun and I both smiled knowingly after hearing this. We recalled that it was last summer when we were stamped with bloody handprints. At that time, we were both ignorant...
Before dinner started, my cell phone rang suddenly. When I looked down, it was a text message from Xiaofeng.
After glancing at it, my face suddenly turned red.
Rujun noticed it sensitively, turned around and took a look and asked: "Whose message is it?"
"Xiao... Xiaofeng's..." I said hesitantly.
"What did you say?" Rujun spoke righteously.
"Well... I don't think the impact is good. You should see for yourself..." With that said, I gave the text message to Rujun.
Rujun took a look and blushed.
"Rujun, what should I do? Should I refuse or accept?" I asked with a smile.
Rujun said sternly: "You decide for yourself, the time has come to test you!"
"Then I refuse! I will definitely refuse!"
When Rujun heard this, he smiled and leaned into my arms: "It's not impossible if you want to accept it... we can give it a try first."
…
Yanjing South Railway Station, Laomao and Dahuang stand at the entrance.
I gently handed the blackwood sword to Dahuang and said, "Be careful and act within your ability."
Dahuang laughed loudly: "Look, what you said is just like my master."
The old cat smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, as long as I'm watching, nothing will happen."
"Keep in touch and communicate if anything happens." I added again.
Dahuang and Old Cat nodded again.
It was late, and the ticket check announcement was already playing on the platform.
The old cat smiled and waved: "Go back, it's not far anyway, we will be back another day."
I nodded lightly and said nothing more.
Dahuang turned around and put his light-colored plaid shirt on his back with the ghost-killing sword. He looked indescribably majestic. Before long, he would be the number one traveler in the world.
The old cat's back is much calmer, his long hair is flowing, and his steps are slow, but no one can underestimate his intelligence.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, I knew that the legend of an era was sealed in my heart.
No one looked back along the way, and the two of them disappeared at the entrance of the intercity high-speed train.
The piano music "Thousands of Miles Away" was playing at the South Station. The notes were flowing, and every note struck my heart. I couldn't help but hum it in a low voice:
I send you away, thousands of miles away, you are silent and black and white...
…
The subway in Sijiu City has always been running deep in this magical land. Apart from the deafening roar, there seems to be nothing to make us aware of its existence.
I didn't really like taking the subway before, but I don't know when I started to fall in love with this mode of transportation.
From then on, when I took the subway and passed certain specific stations, I would quietly shout "King of Dragons". When I heard the eerie roar and echo coming from the end of the abyss, I felt inexplicably