Demons Are Rampant, And I, Who Am Invincible In This World, Go Down The Mountain To Save The World.

Chengnan Town.

Wang Jin walked along the streets paved with bluestones and walked into this Jiangnan water town style town. It was just a corner, and the surrounding scene changed drastically. From a modern city to a town with a sense of era, it was like traveling through an era in a few steps.

As early as a few years ago, there were directors who were filming TV series from the Republic of China, and they came to Chengnan Town specially to collect materials and shoot, just to have this atmosphere.

"It's so lively." Mei Niang's voice sounded in her ears, tingling.

Wang Jin looked at the people going to the market and chuckled: "On good days, the market is always busy."

He looked around and randomly selected a 'lucky spectator' to ask for directions.

"Sir, please tell me that there is a place that is haunted and someone wants to live broadcast it. Do you know where it is? It seems to be... an old house that is to be demolished?"

Passers-by were stunned, looking at Wang Jin, and couldn't help but sigh, "What a skinny bag!"

He is a handsome boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, but his simple T-shirt cannot hide his refined and refined temperament. He is a "clean" and "refreshing" handsome guy that many girls like now.

"Live broadcast? Do you have this?" The passerby shook his head, "If you are talking about being haunted, then I know a little bit about it. I don't think there is anything ghostly or not. I guess some anchors are trying to gain popularity. You... want to be brave and watch it. A haunted house?"

In his opinion, teenagers like Wang Jin, who is fifteen or sixteen years old, are the most curious about dangerous and strange things. Most of the people who break into haunted houses at night are high school students... Well, the premise is that Wang Jin is really fifteen or sixteen years old!

"almost."

Wang Jin smiled slightly, but he didn't point it out.

"You keep walking along this road until you reach Temple Street, then go straight, pass the three-way intersection...turn right, go straight, until you reach the second intersection and turn left...then you can see that It's an old house." The passerby gave the route in detail, "It's quite far, to be honest, it should be about three kilometers."

Wang Jin cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for letting me know."

"You're welcome." The passerby scratched his head and looked at Wang Jin's retreating back... Why do you always feel that this young man is so elegant and has a maturity that is different from his appearance?

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Wang Jin followed the route and walked for about ten minutes when he saw the temple fair as expected.

The temple was decorated with lights, and many incense burners passed through the threshold. It was more lively than when he first entered the town. Wang Jin didn't need to ask, he could hear what was going on here from the chatter and laughter of the people around him.

It turns out that today happens to be the birthday of the Earth God, and because it’s the weekend holiday, everyone gathers together. It is said that there will be a wandering god later. It is a special custom in which children carry a sedan chair and invite the statue of the Earth God, commonly known as the "Wandering God".

Wang Jin took a deep breath and could smell the unique scent of sandalwood in the temple.

"This is the best view."

Wang Jin chuckled and said to himself, "It gives people the illusion of going back to the past."

Temple fairs not only have pilgrims burning incense, but there are also temporary stalls on both sides of the temple street, offering snacks and interesting gadgets. This is why most children like temple fairs... because it is really fun!

Wang Jin was walking on Temple Street and saw a stall selling roasted chestnuts. He couldn't help but slow down and asked, "How do you sell them, store?"

"It's 20 yuan per catty, and there's a discount for two catties. Just 30 yuan!" the vendor said enthusiastically.

"Two pounds." Wang Jin has never been stingy with himself. He also has Alipay now, so it is convenient and skillful to pay.

At this time, he saw a group of teenagers and girls walking by. The two boys were wearing Feiyu costumes and the girls were wearing Han elements. They were laughing and playing with each other and trotting away in the direction of the temple, as if they were going to take pictures.

"Um?"

Wang Jin looked surprised and turned to look at the vendor, only to find that the vendor didn't care at all and was busy roasting chestnuts and packing bags.

"Boss, don't you think it's weird for them to dress like this?"

"Hey, what's so strange about us Hanfu? It's nothing else." The vendor waved his hand nonchalantly and handed the packed chestnuts to Wang Jin.

Wang Jin took the chestnut and lowered his head in thought.

The last time he went down the mountain, he wore Hanfu, a double-breasted long-sleeved Song Dynasty suit that he liked very much. But when he went down the mountain that time, he was looked at frequently and even pointed at.

It was also because of that experience that Wang Jin changed into her current casual clothes this time when she went down the mountain.

"Could it be said that time is really a reincarnation? It's back to the past again?" Wang Jin raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, happy to see such a situation.

For him, it was like finding a familiar feeling and returning to the era in which he once lived.

With this in mind, he walked towards a deserted alley next to him.

…

The alley is very quiet, the sun is falling from the white clouds, blocked by the tall buildings on both sides, and only half of the broken gold is sprinkled in the alley. In the warm sunshine, a chubby orange cat lay sleeping under the eaves.

Seeing no one around, Wang Jin turned around slightly.

The T-shirt on his body was gone, replaced by a blue embroidered shawl, elegant long-sleeved placket, and a pair of black cloth shoes embroidered with gold.

"This outfit is much more comfortable." Wang Jin mumbled softly.

"My dear husband, I still like the way you are dressed. The clothes you wore before were too ugly. I don't like them." Mei Niang's soft voice sounded in her ears, like a whisper.

"Does Mei Niang think so too?" Wang Jin said with a smile.

"Meow!!!"

At this time, the big orange seemed to be frightened, with its fur all over and its back arched.

Wang Jin raised his hand to boo and said with a smile: "Don't tell anyone."

"Meow?" Daju was confused, as if he really understood Wang Jin's words.

Wang Jin threw a chestnut to Daju as a 'bribe'.

He walked out of the alley again with a bigger smile on his face. He occasionally ate fried cakes and broke open chestnuts from time to time. The strange thing was that his fingers were still white and clean, with no trace of grease on them.

But before Wang Jin could take two steps, he suddenly noticed something, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Um?"

…

At the same time, in front of the milk tea stall on Temple Street.

An old man bought a cup of milk tea and was squatting on the roadside, muttering to himself.

The old man is very short, only about 1.5 meters tall. He wears ordinary clothes and has small eyes and a small nose. However, he talks to himself very quickly, and his dry lips move up and down.

"How audacious, how audacious!"

"Those guys from the White Lotus Sect are all a bunch of lunatics, they're all a bunch of lunatics!"

"Have they had their brains kicked in the ass?!"

The old man drank milk tea, swiped the screen of his mobile phone, and muttered something.

"They were caught stealing the incense from Tu Tu Gong. They must be wiped out. They are crazy. Although Tu Tu Gong is not a fighting incense god, he is also very capable, let alone..."

"The Deyong City God of Jiangling City is not an ordinary character. Even a land god would have to admit defeat when facing the City God. This is why the strength of the watchmen in Jiangling City is weak... There is such a person With the Great City God here, there is no need for a strong force to be stationed at all!”

"Damn it, the White Lotus Sect is really crazy. The Earth God and the City God are from the same family. If the Earth God is touched, can the City God not ask questions?"

"But I know everything. There's no reason why the White Lotus Sect doesn't know..."

"Are they some magical powers from some realm? How dare they do such a thing!"

"Awesome, I finally got to see the White Lotus Sect's reputation as a lunatic."

The old man turned a deaf ear and thought to himself. By the time he had finished speaking, he had finished the milk tea. At the moment when he stood up and planned to throw away the milk tea...

"Gift crab!"

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed in disbelief that was very inappropriate for his age!

This cry instantly attracted the attention of passers-by around him, and the old man quickly covered his mouth.

He immediately trotted to the corner of the nearby street, hid himself in the shadows, carefully poked his head out, and looked into the distance.

There...a figure dressed in blue Song Dynasty clothes, carrying an oil-paper umbrella, was walking slowly on Temple Street!

The old man's turbid and old pupils trembled violently.

"It's him, it's him, it's really him!!"

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