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

at the same time,

Wang Jin and Mei Niang entered the tunnel, passed through the thick white fog, and arrived at the blocked town.

The residents in the town have been sent away, and there are no people on the road, only the white mist.

The lights of shared electric vehicles have become the only light source in the heavy fog, which is very eye-catching. However, no matter how eye-catching it is, no one can see it...

"Desolate streets are really rare nowadays, and they can be used as filming locations for ghost movies." Wang Jin smiled lightly.

"If a ghost transforms into a ghost king, you can watch it as a real ghost movie." Mei Niang sat in the back seat and chuckled, "However, such scenes were not uncommon in the past."

"really."

Wang Jin nodded.

The streets were deserted, which was something we would often see in the past, such as when thieves entered the city or when there was a refugee famine...

Wang Jin turned the car lights brighter and continued driving in the heavy fog.

The fog deliberately disturbs people's five senses and six consciousnesses, making people unable to find their way. It is obviously someone who does this deliberately.

"Hey, there's a pancake shop ahead." At this moment, Mei Niang suddenly pointed in one direction.

"Have it?"

Wang Jin looked in the direction Mei Niang pointed, and there was thick fog everywhere, but the fog couldn't block Wang Jin's sight. He was surprised and said, "There really is a pancake shop... But, to be precise, it's a pancake shop, right?" "

Wang Jin suddenly thought of the video he saw not long ago.

In this month, he has flexibly used modern mobile phones and downloaded many video software.

Including Douyin, Kuaishou, Bilibili...etc.

There are some interesting videos among them. For example, in order to arrest criminals, the police pretended to be the owner of a pancake stall. Over time, a joke spread. If the pancake stall owner is unfamiliar with his skills, the barrage will all say "plainclothes".

"It's quite interesting." Wang Jin smiled, suddenly thought of something, and drove a shared electric vehicle to the pancake stall.

…

While Wang Jin and Mei Niang were going to the pancake stall.

Other figures appeared on the road in the town, two...no, three people in total, muttering quietly.

"Ma Dan, there is so much thick fog, how can we find that ghost?"

"Forget it if you can't find it. The purpose of our visit this time is very simple. 1. Not to cause trouble and avoid unnecessary complications. 2. The main thing is to study!"

The three young men groaned.

They also discovered the birth of the Ghost King, so they came to this town specially, but they were not looking for some opportunity.

But...for learning!

Yes, they are also supernatural beings. They know that the Ghost King will encounter a 'mortal calamity' when he transforms, and there is a high probability that a war will break out between the supernatural beings and the Ghost King.

They sneaked in just to watch people fight!

Fighting with supernatural powers and fighting evil ghosts are the best learning materials!

Among the three people, someone held Bagua to guide them and they did not get lost due to the fog.

Although they are still very young, since they dare to come, they cannot be incompetent!

suddenly.

The three young people paused and saw three figures appearing in the heavy fog ahead.

The opposing trio also discovered them!

The opposing trio were not easy to mess with at first glance. They were wearing black suits and each had a suitcase in their hands. They looked like capable social elites.

These three people all have long white hair, with a sense of arrogance exuding from their brows, and they walk like tigers with no signs of aging.

"It's the Sanrenhui...are they three of the seven elders?" The young man on the left holding the Bagua shrank his pupils as he recognized the other party's identity.

The so-called Sanrenhui, as the name suggests, is a group of supernatural practitioners organized by idle people. They have no affiliations and sects, and are a typical civil organization.

"Oh? Are there any young people? You are quite brave. Do you dare to pry into the ghost king's worldly calamity at such an age?"

An old man in a suit with a beard hanging down to his chest and a hat turned to look.

"Don't dare, senior, we are actually here to observe, we know our weight." The young man holding the gossip immediately smiled in apology.

The old man in a suit wearing a hat glanced at them, ignored them, and walked deeper into the fog together.

"Sure enough, it is the mortal calamity of the Ghost King. All the elders of the Sanren Guild are here." Looking at the backs of the three elders disappearing into the fog, the young man who gossiped took a deep breath.

"We still underestimate the attraction of the Ghost King Hongchen Jie... This is only what we have seen. We secretly don't know how many people will come."

Having said this, the gossipy young man narrowed his eyes, "But I think the three elders of the Sanrenhui are afraid that they have a grudge against the ghost king and are here to understand the cause and effect... They have too much murderous intent!"

"There are people like us watching, of course, there are people who understand grudges, and there are also people who are looking for opportunities, trying to make mistakes in this ghost king's calamity."

said another young man.

"We still have to proceed with caution."

"Yes……"

As they spoke, the three of them walked carefully on the road, their footsteps were very soft, and they were completely cautious.

suddenly!

They paused and saw a pancake stall in sight!

Immediately, the three of them froze on the spot.

It's not surprising that there is a pancake stall, but the strange thing is... there are actually people selling pancakes there! !

There was a man and a woman in the pancake stall, who looked like the boss and his wife. They were making pancakes together. They looked very serious. Even though there was heavy fog around them and they couldn't even see clearly, they were still focused.

Didn’t everyone in the town evacuate?

Why are there still people left behind, selling pancakes here? Isn’t the official notification in place?

"That's not right!" Someone was shocked and found that the pancake stall owner and his wife were both dressed in elegant and luxurious costumes!

No matter how you look at making pancakes, you shouldn’t wear clothes that are inconvenient for work.

"They...are supernatural beings, right?"

The three young people were stunned on the spot.

No, as supernatural beings, what kind of trouble are you making when you come here to spread pancakes? !

At this time, the owner of the pancake stall also noticed the arrival of the three people. The young owner also looked at them and smiled.

The three of them also politely apologized and left quickly, adhering to the plan of doing less than doing more.

"That's the supernatural being."

"Definitely, let's not talk about their clothes... We must have been more than a hundred meters away from them just now, right? In this heavy fog, ordinary people can see half a meter away, which is pretty good. The young boss is so far away They can all see us without being blocked by the heavy fog, so they must be supernatural beings.”

"A supernatural being...making pancakes? How weird!"

They thought about someone coming to take revenge, and they also thought about someone coming to steal chickens and dogs, but they never thought about... someone spreading pancakes in the world of ghost kings! !

Is there something wrong with the style of painting? !

The corners of the mouths of the three people twitched and their pace quickened, wanting to leave here quickly and leave this weird pancake stall.

Vaguely, they saw that the young boss seemed to have failed, cracking one pancake, and now he was happily spreading out another pancake.

"...walk around."

This scene seemed even more bizarre. The three young people speeded up their pace in unison and disappeared at the end of the street after a while.

…

Leaving the pancake stall and continuing deeper, the three young men arrived at the center of the village.

They found that when they arrived at this place, the fog became less and the visibility was significantly improved.

"That's..." The expression of the young man who was gossiping changed.

In front, an ancient ancestral temple stands. White mist emanates from the ancestral temple and spreads in all directions until it fills the entire town. Obviously, the ancestral temple is the source of the white mist!

And near the ancestral temple, eight figures stood!

The position where they stand is very particular. It turns out to be the direction of the Eight Diagrams, which are Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen and Dui.

Each of them holds different utensils in their hands. Some are holding Fuchen, whose posture and appearance are like Taoist priests. Others are holding gold-plated staffs with one hand clasped together like a Taoist monk. Some are holding talismans between their fingers. , like Maoshan Warlock...

No, to be precise, it's not like, like, like... they are genuine Taoist priests, eminent monks, and Maoshan warlocks!

These characters that only exist in film and television works have truly come to the real world!

However, these figures are not besieging the ancestral temple. Instead, they look like... they are protecting the ancestral temple!

In the ancestral temple, there are still two magical power users with the most powerful aura standing there.

Between the two of them, there is a faint soul that exudes Yin Qi!

That's a ghost!

The ghost sits cross-legged, protected by everyone, and is about to transform into a ghost king. Both its mouth and nose are exhaling yin energy and sucking in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The young gossip noticed that the man standing close to Li Gui's left was holding a jar-like object in his hand.

Mist billows out of the jar. The mist is white and can block people's sight... This is the white mist that shields the entire Sadako!

There is no doubt that the white mist jar is a very powerful magic weapon, with a ridiculously wide range of effects!

"Hey, why do these people look familiar..."

The three young people stared at these figures, their eyes widening for a moment.

"Wait a minute, these eight people standing in the Bagua position are from Qinghua Mansion??"

They saw clearly the faces of the eight people. They were all celebrities in Qinghua Mansion in this city. They had captured many vicious demons and ghosts!

And the two people standing in the middle, guarding Li Gui, are... members of the Jade Emperor's Palace who are responsible for supervising various Taoist sects!

In other words, everyone present is a watchdog!

But these watchmen are protecting Li Gui...

A horrifying thought came to mind.

"This... this Ghost King, could he be the watchman of Liuyu Mansion?!"

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