Ghosts Know What I Experienced

Chapter 44:

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Because of the urgent situation, on the evening of the same day, Yi Jia followed Nanyi and drove to Tianmen Gate.

When Qian Jia first heard the martial art of Tiangongmen, he subconsciously felt that this martial art must be stationed in the capital. This is a very good understanding. Since ancient times, Feng Shui Xiangshi has served the emperor, and has been awarded the title of Emperor. Heavenly Masters are not good at catching ghosts, they are good at calculating, of course, they have to serve the country at any time. The so-called near-water tower is the first month, and the heavenly gate is of course in the capital.

However, after leaving Sichuan Province, under the guidance of Nan Yi, the two went all the way south.

Zhao Jia asked in surprise: "Does the heavenly gate not be in the capital?"

Nan Yi: "Why do you think that the Taoist Gate is in the capital?"

Yan Jia explained his guess.

Nan Yidao: "The guess of the Taoist friend is not unreasonable. The Tianmen Gate has indeed been stationed in the capital for more than 600 years, and has been in good relations with the ruling classes of the past dynasties. But fifty years ago, Tianjimen was ordered to go to the south, and the candlelight predecessors led the heavenly gate. Eighty percent of the elite disciples arrived in Guangdong Province. They spent eight years laying down a Fengshui Dragon King Bureau in Pengcheng. From then on, Pengcheng was blessed by the real dragon, with Pengcheng as the center and radiating around. The Tianmen Gate never returned."

"Can the candle shine as a senior? Is it a real candle?"

Nan Yi Dagger: "It is the candlelight real person. Fifty years ago, the candlelight was very talented and intelligent, and it was one of the younger generations at that time."

In Jiajia’s mind, a white-bearded old man who used a dagger to open a hole in his door and then lost a million in a stupid situation.

... This is a special talent, smart and enlightened? !

Nan Yi didn't know the stupid things that the candlelight had done in the real life. He respectfully praised the real people with the candlelight, and Yi Jia suspected that life was suspected all the way. The two officially entered the Pengcheng District. When the Jiajiaxia Expressway took it for granted, they wanted to go to the suburbs. Nanyi said: "The Tianmen Gate is in Pengcheng District."

Yi Jiayi, quickly turned around.

The car drove into the most prosperous commercial street in Pengcheng. Qian Jia asked three times whether he had taken the wrong road. Nan Yi said with great certainty that the door of the sky was in front. However, for a long time, under the guidance of Nan Yi, Yi Jia turned into the underground parking garage of a skyscraper and parked the car. He asked: "South Master, are you planning to take me to the gate of the day?" ”

Nan Yi is pressing the elevator. After listening to this, he said: "Hey, you have already arrived at the gate."

Yi Jia’s decapitation: “The original Tianji Gate actually hides in this bustling business district. Where is it?”

Nan Yidao: "It is here."

Yan Jia: "Where?"

Nan Yi: "Here."

Yan Jia: "...Sorry, Master Nan, I probably didn't understand you, where is the gate?"

"叮咚-"

The elevator steadily stopped at the second floor of the basement, and the door opened. Yan Jia suddenly widened his eyes and looked incredulously at the words printed on the wall of the elevator.

"Tianji Group welcomes you! 』

Yan Jia: "..."

Nan Yi looks serious: "Hey, don't go upstairs, we are here."

奚嘉: "@$%@#$@!#$!!!"

Take the elevator all the way up, Nanyi pressed the button on the 52nd floor. Yan Jia’s face was strangely standing in the elevator, and it was quickly discovered that this elevator was actually a luxury sightseeing elevator! Pengcheng's most prosperous CBD business district has a panoramic view of countless skyscrapers and shopping malls. Each building reflects the renminbi's radiance in the sunshine.

Jia Ge is brightly blinked by this light.

At this time, Jia Ge suddenly remembered a sentence that Fang Fangdi once said.

"Look for a real master fortune telling, a word of 500,000. 』

One word fifty thousand...

One word 500,000!

This is not scientific at all!

Suppose you are looking for the most common disciple of the Tianmen Gate. If you count a life, even if you have a word of 100,000, this is cheap enough. How do you know how many words a fortune teller has? Once you've figured it out, the master can tell you "everything is fine," but the master can also say to you, "Your body is good recently, and your career has been good recently. Recently, your peach blossoms are also good. Recently your mother's body is good, recently. Your mother’s career is good..."

If you say this, you can say all of your three great aunts. How many words does this count?

Qi Jia suddenly understood that why Tianji Gate can cover such a skyscraper in the highest price area in Pengcheng. He also suddenly felt that he had thought that he would lose a million yuan to be a big man. In fact, he was a big man. One million in the eyes of people in the real life, is simply a "all things", you have to give him a million to finish, and then stupidly said: "Thank you master!"

Thinking of this, Yi Jia finally couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat to Master Ye.

At this time, Ye Jingzhi was on the top of the bell tower, basking in the big sun of July, and participated in a temporary metaphysical Tianshi congress. The discussion was "How to solve the 100-ghost night event of the Chang'an Bell Tower." Master Ye is the youngest of the celestial divisions. Master Ye does not speak. He listens to the side. Now he receives the WeChat from his wife. Master Ye directly flips out the mobile phone and slams the water.

[Zhu Jia: Master Ye, do you think that I have the talent to learn mathematics, to reach the level of the heavenly gate, the demand is not high, one word is 100,000...]

Ye Jingzhi looked at the phone and looked at it three times to make sure he was not mistaken. He thought about it, and he couldn't bear to fight against his wife. He replied vaguely: [The heavenly masters of the mysterious world will count as a beggar, but if they want to enter the gate, they must enter the door before the age of three. Tianjimen requires that each disciple's skull be fully open. After the age of three, each person's skull will be harmonious. But before the age of three, only the talented person, the skull opens, and the world can be counted. 】

Yan Jia: "..."

Zhao Jia completely cut off the idea of fortune telling to make money.

Ye Jingzhi waited for a long time and didn't wait for Zhao Jia's reply. He didn't notice the horrified look of the unconscious master. He seriously lowered his hair and said a message: [What? 】

[Zhu Jia: Master Ye, I feel that the one million that was given by the real person at the beginning is a little less...]

[Ye Jingzhi:? ? ? 】

[Zhu Jia: Tianshimen’s Tianshi really can make money...]

Ye Jingzhi looked at this news and thought for a long time, but also could not understand the meaning of Yi Jia. He turned his head and looked at the master who was not awake: "Don't wake up the seniors, can the Taoist friends really make money?"

The master who is not awake is immersed in the panic of "Ye Xiaoyou is actually a small gap." After listening to this, he suddenly returned to his mind and subconsciously asked: "Is there anyone in the metaphysical world who can make more money than you?"

Ye Jingzhi suddenly shakes his head.

Not a comprehensive organization of "ghost knows", the most profitable sects in the metaphysical world are Tiangongzhai and Shennong Valley. The former monopolizes the second-hand market of the metaphysical circles, 80% of the magical transactions, the array of transactions, all have to go to the Tiandianzhai micro-shop; the latter refines the medicinal herbs, completely monopolizing the pharmaceutical industry in the metaphysical world.

The two sects have a long history. No one knows whether the richest person is Tiangongzhai or Shennong Valley, but the most profitable individual in the metaphysical world is definitely Ye Jingzhi.

Not to mention Ye Jingzhi's ability to capture ghosts and sell magic weapons, it is the ghost city of Xiangyang twice a year, which makes the entire metaphysical circle red-faced. For two hundred years, there have been many words that have been widely circulated in the interiors of Tiangongzhai and Shennong Valley: "There is no one to kill the mountains, and rewards 100 million!"

Of course, this sentence is to say. Every generation of Wuxiang Mountain hangs the entire metaphysical world, so that the major sects can only be unrecognizable.

I can't blame the Mirror and the Master. I don't think that the 人民币说说说 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , A point can buy a big run, but a big run may not be able to sell a point. Most Heavenly Masters cannot use points to buy this "useless" thing.

On this side, Master Ye fell into a long-lost confusion, and he began to think about how to make more money, because the wife looks like a lack of money. On the other hand, Yi Jia has put down the mentality of hatred, and followed Nan Yi into the magnificent building.

Entering a conference room that looked very tall, Yi Jia entered two doors. The third door was not opened yet. He heard a squeaking sound across the door panel.

"Master vomited a third cup of blood today?"

"Do you want to vomit again, do you want to call an ambulance?"

"You should find a friend of Shennong Valley. Would you like to call the Shennong Valley emergency hotline? I heard that Shennong Valley recently opened an online consultation..."

"Ah! Master vomited blood again!"

Yan Jia: "..."

Without further ado, the two directly entered the door. When Zhao Jiagang walked in, more than 30 people turned to look at him. There are many sofas and chairs in this room, but all of them are sitting on the ground. Now, in addition to the real people who are still vomiting blood, others are surprised to see Zhao Jia.

A young celestial temper rushed over: "Hey, you are finally waiting for you! Come and come, the head of the teacher, the singer is coming, you don't have to vomit blood!"

Upon hearing this, Candle Maple took another breath of blood.

Changan’s affairs cannot be delayed. When Yi Jiayi arrived at the Tianmen Gate, he was taken to the center of the house by this group of heavenly masters. Jia Ge wanted to sit on the sofa, but this group of heavenly men took him to the ground and surrounded him. The real person who wiped his lips wiped the blood of his mouth, and his voice was weak: "Hey... Xiaoyou, you... can you show the thoughts of Qin III?"

Yan Jia looked at the face of the disastrous candle maple real person, could not help but remind: "Master, your body is really okay?"

Candle Maple real person: "No...nothing, coughing..." Then he coughed up a blood.

Yan Jia: "..."

Candle Maple wiped clean blood and said: "This time disturbing Chang'an's demon, the mana is deep, and the poor road wants to calculate his existence, it is difficult to go to heaven. The heavenly machine can't be leaked. The poor road only calculates that it should be from the First Emperor's Mausoleum, just I don't know who it is, there is such a terrible power, maybe it is the general who killed the army."

Jia Jiadao: "I was in contact with Ziying when I came. He said that there was nothing in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

Candle Maple Real: "Hey Xiaoyou, please!"

An old man who constantly coughs up blood repeatedly asks you to do something, and Jia Jia is not good to refuse. He reached out and showed the impression that the baby was in his palm. The real person of Candle Maple turned to look at a young celestial division. The teacher immediately met and said to other celestial divisions: "The four waters are in harmony."

Thirty young heavenly masters began to recite the curse.

"The emperor suddenly refused to stay, and the water department pursued the dragon's horror. The six dragons burned the ghosts and fired the gods, and annihilated the rainbow and the neon. "I am in a hurry!"

Thirty heavenly masters suddenly blinked, and the right hand pointed to the palm of Yi Jia. A blue glow blew from their fingertips and gathered in the air into a small cyan dragon.

At the same time, with the center of the Tianmen Gate as the center, a huge invisible force rushed through the entire Pengcheng. In July, Pengcheng was in the air, and every passer-by was hot and sweaty. Suddenly, a cool wind swept from them quickly, with a refreshing vapor, so that they could sigh comfortably.

When this wave hit the Phoenix Mountain in the northwest of Pengcheng and the Wutong Mountain in the northeast of Pengcheng, a loud phoenix sounded in the two mountains. The next moment, the harbour in the southern part of Pengcheng, rolled a small whirlpool on the sea. At a speed visible to the naked eye, a water dragon of up to 50 meters swung in the middle of the sea and rushed straight into the sky.

Many fishermen saw this scene from afar and they were amazed.

At the headquarters of Tianjimen, the real person of Candle Maple took this little blue dragon to the palm of Zhaojia. With the Fengshui Real Dragon Bureau of Pengcheng, the Fengshui Dragon who sleeps in Pengcheng Harbour roared into the sky.

Yan Jia suddenly felt a hint of cool heart, like the comfort of the water, suddenly burst into such a collision in the summer, it was the whole heart that cooled down.

At this moment, in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, Ziying had long been informed by Zhaojia. He saw a small green dragon appearing in front of himself. He let him go sideways and let the dragon swim in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. He followed the dragon and looked at it.

Ziying had only been able to go to the first three floors of the First Emperor's Mausoleum. This time he returned to the First Emperor's Mausoleum and was able to go down to the fourth floor, but he still couldn't go to the last three floors. He stopped at the door of the fifth floor and watched the dragon fly in.

In the Tianmen Gate building, Zhai Jia held his right hand and watched Guan Feng staring at his palm, his face slowly pale. suddenly! The true population of the candle maple spit blood, and the side of the 奚让让让 , , , 烛烛烛烛烛烛烛烛烛烛

In Pengcheng Harbor, the water dragon roll disappeared as if it were a general cockroach. The fishermen just took out their mobile phones and planned to take pictures. They could only regretfully sigh: "This is only a minute, how come suddenly?"

In the door of Tianji, Qian Jia stood up from the ground and saw that the young Tianshi was holding the medicinal herbs for a while, and then poured the soup. After so much tossing down, Candle Maple suddenly awakened and said with amazement: "The Qinglong has been broken, and the thing that escaped from the Tomb of the First Emperor is even more terrifying than Qin III!"

Yi Jiayi. In the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, who else is more powerful than the child?

Although the child had only been the emperor for forty-six days, he did not kill many people, but he was also an emperor. As long as the other soldiers in the First Emperor's Mausoleum do not reach the level of the White King, who can compare with the child?

Candle Maple really spit a liter of blood to give this sentence, Yi Jia can only contact the child.

Ziying stood at the door of the fifth floor of the First Emperor's Mausoleum and frowned. "Why is that little dragon broken? How can it be? Is the father seeing the fake dragon and handing it out?"

Jia Jiadao: "The real people of Candle Maple said that the turmoil in Chang'an is caused by the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. It should not be that simple."

Ziying laughed: "Is it necessary to say that all this is related to the father?"

After listening to this, Yi Jia also joked: "Impossible, if it is related to the First Emperor, can the First Emperor still leave the mausoleum?"

The two laughed together.

Zi Yingdao: "The father was restricted by Ling Xiao. In the same year, Xu Fu built the seven layers of the First Emperor's Mausoleum to the Father, and the ten-mile longevity hall made the father's strength unfathomable. As soon as the father left, he would be discovered by Ling Xiao. Under the sacred anger, the yin of the father and the emperor will dissipate, so how can the father and the emperor leave the imperial mausoleum?"

This is really too convincing, and Candle Maple has never thought that it would be the First Emperor himself.

Throughout the afternoon, the real people of Candle Maple are still continually calculating the divination. Sometimes, with the help of Yi Jia and Zi Ying, they want to calculate the internal situation of the Tomb of the First Emperor. The result is that Candle Maple really spits a bite of blood, not to mention who has escaped from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, even the internal situation of the First Emperor's Mausoleum can not be counted.

After all, the child was very soft. After learning about the situation in the metaphysical world, he said: "I try to find out if any general has left."

Zi Ying is not the first emperor, but also the emperor of Daqin. As soon as he ordered, the soldiers in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor gathered together. The child took two hours, carefully counted it carefully, and finally found Shang Jia: "All the soldiers are there, I can't help."

Jia Jiadao: "Thank you, baby."

The child's voice is warm and sound: "It's no problem, just a little thing, it should be wrong. The Mausoleum of the First Emperor did not have any trouble. I have already met with all the soldiers of the Imperial Palace in the First Emperor's Mausoleum. Most of them are jealous, not conscious. Qing, but all of them are here. Now, in the entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor, I have not met with the Father."

When she thought about it, she said casually: "It would be interesting to be the first emperor to leave."

Zi Ying said: "In fact, although I can't go to the Changsheng Temple to see my father, I have a way to let him come to see me."

This time caused the curiosity of Qian Jia, and Zi Ying waited for a while, screaming: "Ihaveaniingquestion, Dad, yousolveit?"

Yan Jia: "..."

I noticed that Yi Jia’s speechlessness, Zi Ying explained: “The father is not very good at English, but he has already learned most of the primary school English. Anything in the Tomb of the First Emperor can’t escape the eyes of the father. If I am like this Provocative, he will definitely show up, blaming me for knowing only the business miscellaneous path, then taking my problem away, going back and counting it for a few days and throwing it back."

The mode of getting along with your father and son dare not be so surprised!

Yi Jia reluctantly waited for a minute, and the child was still talking to him. The two talked and laughed, very relaxed, until they waited for five minutes, still no movement...

Child: "..."

Yan Jia: "..."

Child baby high channel: "Dad?"

"Father?"

"Father of the Emperor!"

The eager voice echoed in the vast Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

In the next second, Ziying anxiously said: "Zhu Jia! The father is gone!"

Yan Jia: "..."

The first emperor who left home for ten days: "..."

After learning that Qin Shihuang was missing, Yi Jia immediately told this to all the masters of Candle Maple and Tianmen. He just finished, the whole heavenly door was quiet for a moment. After three seconds, Candle Maple quickly took out his mobile phone and opened a travel website to buy more than 50 tickets in one go.

The other young celestial squad rushed out of the door one by one, anxiously said: "Master / master, buy the ticket for this evening, I have to go and pack my bags!"

Nan Yidao: "Head of Candle Maple, what are you doing?"

Candle Maple is real: "I am sending a message to my brother, he is now in Chang'an, I want him to hurry back to Pengcheng."

Nan Yi still does not understand: "Why should the candlelight predecessors immediately return to Pengcheng?"

The real person of Candle Maple said with conviction: "Qin Shihuang came out. Now I don't hurry to buy a ticket to go abroad to avoid refuge. What are you going to do, and fight with him? Our heavenly door will only be fortune-telling, can't catch ghosts, and can't catch Qin Shihuang, Qin. We can't beat III!"

Nan Yi: "... Yes, the seniors walked slowly, and the younger generation went to Chang'an now." Then he turned and left.

Jia Ge was moved to the side.

There is still a reliable person in the metaphysical world. If you look at the people's Nanyi, you will not be chaotic, and you will die!

The real person of Candle Maple is really not a joke, because the Heavenly Machine Gate is not only a slap in the face, but also a real hand. Not to mention playing the First Emperor of Qin, the head of the door of the heavenly gate of the people, the real person, just calculate the location of Qin Shihuang, and spit out the blood of several large cylinders. If this is the right side, Candle Maple must be able to send this life.

However, the real person of Candle Maple just sent a small group of people to go, he actually went to Chang'an. Because he was on the way, he flew to Chang'an with him, and smiled bitterly on the road: "If the poor road is really gone, the door of the heavens will be drowned by the friends of the metaphysical circles. It’s just that the teacher is really walking, staying Qingshan is not afraid of burning wood. The poor road has already notified the people of the 'ghost know' and the above people. Now the nuclear bomb launcher has been aimed at Chang'an. If the first emperor is really angry, he is determined to do the right thing with the world, I wait. Can only be with you."

A minute later, "Ghost Know" temporarily posted a message.

[Ghost knows: It is a pity to inform all the friends, Qin Shihuang has left the imperial tomb, and now the whereabouts are unknown. Please ask the Taoist friends under the age of 30 to leave China immediately. Please note that this is not an exercise. This is not an exercise. This is not an exercise. It is important to say three times! 】

Tiangongzhai, the weights and measures that are burying the magic weapon, suddenly heard the phone rang, irritatedly throwing the phone aside and continuing to refine the treasure.

Dawanshou Temple, the wooden fish little monk looked at the information on the mobile phone and sighed softly: "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."

Hu Die, who is in Sichuan province, just grabbed a first-line male star who used Gu Man’s child victim. He suddenly saw this news. His eyes were bright and he couldn’t look at the policeman next to him and Chamo Ting, and turned around and left. Fang Moting asked: "Master, it is better to stay one more day, I want to invite the master to eat, as a thank you."

Hu Dietou did not go back and waved his hand: "Dining? Is it important to eat? Don't eat!"

If you can catch Qin Shihuang, how many points do you have?

100,000? one million?

The statistics on the ink list are the rankings of the younger generation. The so-called younger generation is the celestial division before the age of 30. Today, the young Tianshi received the WeChat news and quickly bought a ticket to leave China. However, the top ten sorcerers of the ink-jet list are all fighting high-spirited, one by one to Changan, without fear.

After arriving in Chang'an, Yi Jia was separated from the original Emperor Mausoleum and Candle Maple.

He walked to the original site of the Tomb of the First Emperor, and there was a bare piece of it, and he could not see the shadow of the palace. Standing on the wasteland, Zhao Jia found a child, and the child at the moment was also anxious.

"I found it again in the mausoleum and didn't find the father. I used all my strength to rush into the fifth floor, but I couldn't get to the sixth floor. Without the leadership of the father, I couldn't enter the longevity hall, but the father. The emperor must have been in the mausoleum. Otherwise, even if he is sleeping, he can control everything in the mausoleum and know my movements."

Jia Jiadao: "How did the First Emperor escape? In the end, isn't it that Ling Xiao does not allow the First Emperor to leave?"

Where does the child know?

After a lapse of four months, Ziying put down all kinds of books again, and placed it on his father's body, and turned into the father's blow.

The child has tried many times and can't leave the Tomb of the First Emperor. In the end, he had to divide his soul into a little bit, endure the pain, and beat the soul to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and hand it to Yi Jia.

"Zhu Jia, I don't know why the father left the mausoleum and how to leave. But if he sees him, he refuses to come back, or wants to rebuild Daqin, you must show me this soul, let me see Talk to him. I want to persuade my father to come back!"

Yi Jia did not know the pain of splitting the soul and the damage it would cause to the ghost. He took the broken soul of the baby and went to Chang'an city. Before he came, he had already sent a WeChat with Master Ye. Master Ye anxiously asked him not to come over. He knew that after Qin Shihuang escaped, he was even more reluctant to let Qi Jia come over and bought a ticket for Qian Jia.

But Zhai Jia said: "This is the care of the child, I must come over. And Master Ye, you are still here, how can I leave myself."

In order to say the latter sentence, Jia Ge was cheeky and made a psychological preparation for a long time before he said it.

But at this time, Ye Jingzhi was so anxious that he could detect the words of the latter that were close to the confession. Master Ye had to stand on the big array as a sneak peek. He could not just leave, and he could only watch the wife come to Chang'an.

Qian Jia waited for a long time, did not wait for Ye Jingzhi’s statement, only waited for one of Ye Jing’s sentence: “Don’t be afraid, there is me.”

Yi Jia is somewhat lost, but she does not know that Ye Jing of the moment has already made enough preparations. Even if it is broken, she must protect her daughter-in-law and not let her daughter-in-law do something.

After starting the Emperor's Mausoleum, Yi Jia took the bus to Chang'an City.

Along the way, he saw many people leaving the city. When I opened the phone, I noticed that the earthquake bureau said that Changan had a yellow earthquake warning. The citizens were asked to avoid the high-rise buildings and prepare the water for dry food.

After half an hour, the yellow warning was raised to the orange level.

After an hour, raise directly to the red warning, and arrange the police to check the crowd.

This kind of behavioral preparation for the people step by step, the Changan citizens are very calm, effectively avoiding the crowds and panic. Many people who left Chang'an did not take this warning seriously, but they were evacuated by the police. They said: "Is there still an early warning in this year's earthquake? I don't know what else is going on."

When the bus that Yan Jia took was driving to the outskirts of Chang'an, it was stopped and no further access was allowed. Yi Jia can only get off the bus and walked to Chang'an City for 10 kilometers. There was a policeman|Checker stopped him, and happened to be walking next to a heavenly master, looking at him with amazement: "Ghost King!"

Yan Jia: "..."

Finally, I followed the Tianshi into the city.

For the first time, Jia Ge saw such a big movement. Obviously, after hearing that Qin Shihuang came out, he was also waiting. This time, no matter what the Emperor wants to do, the news at home and abroad will definitely report this.

Entering the urban area, the entire Chang'an City is silent, completely different from four months ago.

The sky slowly darkened, and Jia Jia knew that Ye Jingzhi was near the clock tower. He stepped up to the clock tower.

At this moment, on the top of the bell tower, a group of heavenly teachers were crying and sullen, and each of them frowned, and they cried directly.

Candle Maple said: "Teacher, why don't you leave! Let's leave China!"

The candle shines on the real chin: "You brothers don't go, what do I do. If you don't leave, don't leave!"

The master did not wake up and moved the beads in his hand. There was no sadness and no joy on a round face, as if it were a hermit. Until the phone rings, he opens it and listens to the call, and then the compassionate face suddenly becomes a shocked face: "...How come you? Come on! This Qin Shihuang is what you can deal with, go!"

The dragon **** of Longhushan laughed happily: "Don't wake up, your wooden fish little apprentice is coming? The courage is not small. The current affairs person is Junjie, what are you going to do to die... I rely on! Hu Die, you give the old man a roll go back!!!"

Hu Die, who walked under the bell tower: "Don't go, I want to earn points."

Not far away, Nan Yi’s sword came over: “Hu Daoyou.”

Hu Die snorted and ignored him.

Nan Yi went to the Xiu Zhenzhen in the sky for a ceremony: "Master, the disciple is coming."

嶒秀真君: "..."

Masters: "A group of gangsters!!!"

In the empty city of Chang'an, Jia Ge saw the clock tower from afar, but he turned around and kept walking, so he couldn't walk. In the end, he simply opened the map of Gaode and followed the map. However, halfway through, the cell phone signal began to be disordered.

Yan Jia brows slightly wrinkled, standing on Chang'an South Street, holding up the phone, looking for signals everywhere.

At the arrival of the zero, on the bell tower, the masters who had just been in the apprentices stopped their voices and looked at the end of the four streets. Under the bell tower, Nanyi, Hudie, Muyu... The younger generation of the top ten in the ink list, nine people stood here, and another Ye Haowang stood on the top, waiting for this grand hundred nights.

Qi Jia looked around for signs. He walked to Lucy for a while, and then went to Ludong. When he finally found the signal, he just smiled in surprise. Suddenly, he was stiff and slowly turned around. Look at the end of South Street, ten meters away from you.

The rich and horrible black yin climbed up from the ground and eventually turned into a horrible wild ghost. At least thousands of ghosts lived in front of Qian Jia. They didn’t seem to see Zhao Jia. When they arrived at zero, they followed the wild ghost who stood in the forefront for five hundred years. Move ahead.

Zhijia stood straight, put away his mobile phone, and watched the thousands of ghosts come to him coldly.

He has already prepared everything, his fists are tight, and as long as these ghosts dare to do it to himself, he will never be merciless.

But just the moment these ghosts came to him, Jia Ge’s hand still clenched his fists, but the ghosts turned a blind eye to him, passing through him one by one and heading forward.

Sui Jia double stunned, he turned to look at the front of this group of ghosts. The bell tower of the ancient vicissitudes stands at the other end of the street. The look of Yi Jia calmly looks at the ghosts walking toward the bell tower one by one. Finally he walks with the last side of the ghosts.

The gods detoured, and the ghosts walked in the night.

The mighty hundred ghosts marched through the four streets in the southeast and northwest and headed for the center bell tower. Jia Ge calmly followed the group of ghosts and walked to the clock tower with them. As soon as he looked up, he saw Ye Jingzhi standing on the top of the cloud. He shouted "Master Ye", but he was surrounded by tens of thousands of ghosts. Ye Jing did not pay attention at all.

Two wild birds of five hundred years walked up the clock tower and picked up the rafts on both sides.

Hey!

The bronze bell suddenly crashed.

Today, Chang'an citizens have been evacuated, there is no one on the street, and Xiu Xiuzhen and Ye Jingzhi have not laid down the law, blocking the hundred ghosts and the bell.

The loud bells are like thunder, spread throughout Chang'an. Two wild ghosts struggling to ring the bell, and Zhai Jia stood under the clock tower and looked up, faintly feeling very wrong. Finally, the two ghosts knocked out the twelfth, they slammed down excitedly, three weeks and nine miles.

Then, Yi Jia saw that the tens of thousands of wild ghosts around him actually fell down and excitedly bowed.

This embarrassment, so that Jia Ge, who did not kneel in the ghosts, stood out from the crowd.

Ye Jing's gaze swept away and suddenly saw Zhao Jia. He quickly shouted in surprise: "奚嘉!"

Yan Jia raised his head and said: "Master Ye."

Ye Jingzhi rushed to prepare to leave the line, not waking up the master to pull him, said: "The golden dragon has not appeared yet, Ye Xiaoyou, I can't wait for a while."

Ye Jingzhi can only stay.

Zhai Jia also knew that Master Ye was very busy. He stood in the crowd and looked at it. He suddenly saw Nanyi and Hudie, who were hiding in the shadow of the bell tower. In this case, of course, it is important to find the organization. Nan Yi Chao Jiajia nodded, and Jia Ge stepped up to their side.

boom!

The twelve bells stopped, and a golden dragon suddenly jumped out of the bronze bell and quickly flew to the ancient wall of Chang'an. But just as the dragon had just left the bell tower, it suddenly stopped and looked at the Jiajia who stood among the ghosts.

At the same time, in a corner of Chang'an City, the black man who was boring to look at the junior and Chinese language documents suddenly got up, his eyebrows and thin lips, and his eyes were like a torch. He turned to look at the direction of the bell tower, angered and yelled: "Reverse!"

This roar rang through the entire city of Chang'an, causing thunder to resonate.

On the clock tower, all the masters looked up and looked at a small corner that had never been noticed before.

Under the bell tower, Jia Ge’s father died six years ago. This “reverse child” is definitely not calling Jia Ge, so Jia Ge went ahead with a clear heart.

However, Yi Jia suddenly found that Nan Yi’s eyes were full of horror and looked behind him unbelievably. Even Hu Die, who always hangs around, is also staring at him with horror, staring at him behind him. Jia Ge looked back strangely. Just looking back, it was a slap in the face.

I don't know who is so rude. When I meet, I will slap, and Jia Ge will bow down reflexively. He hadn't had time to smash the other side, and his arm was suddenly pulled and flew away into the distance.

On the top of the clock tower, Ye Jingzhi straightened his eyes and immediately left the line of sight, he was going to chase. Yan Xiuzhenjun quickly grabbed him and said: "Ye Xiaoyou, that Qin Shihuang actually appeared, I can't panic, I must come up with countermeasures, and then save people, I want to slowly."

One of the mirrors opened the hand of the show.

Yan Xiuzhen: "Ye Xiaoyou, the little friend of the family is very strange. You don't have to worry too much about him. He and the Qin III have a relationship. Qin Shihuang will definitely not be like him. You have to take care of the overall situation, don't ignore the big picture for a friend. what!"

Ye Jingzhi suddenly turned his head.

嶒秀真君, 不醒大师... The masters on the clock tower have never seen the angry expression of Ye Jing, he is anxious to his eyes red, loudly: "He is not a friend, he is my wife!"

The author has something to say: Mirror: It is not your wife, but you are certainly calm. The gas was blown up, and my wife was taken away. I was taken under my eyes and I was so angry! ! !

C+: It’s a slap in the first place, and there’s no politeness!

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