The Recovery Of Terror: Signing In From Being A City God

An Yuyuan took the withered leaves from the tree.

"It's September before you know it." He looked at the fallen leaves and sighed softly.

Sometimes it feels like time is passing very slowly, but sometimes it feels like time is passing so quickly, and people can't help but say that time passes so quickly.

Watch the fallen leaves in your hands.

The leaves are yellow, the shape is complete, and the veins are clear.

An Yuyuan put it away and did not throw it away, "It can be used as a bookmark.

When the withered and yellow pages are sandwiched in the book, the mesophyll will slowly disappear, leaving the leaf veins in the end. It is very beautiful and is a gadget suitable for making bookmarks.

There is this idea.

"I remember the leaves of the tree in front are very beautiful, go and pick some." He walked forward, the robe on his body swayed as he walked, and the hem of the clothes swayed in a gust of sleeve wind.

People have gone before and left the place.

At this time, the temple fair worker who was sweeping the floor was sweeping the ground, felt the movement of fallen leaves behind him, and turned his head to look at the treetops.

Then he looked around again.

He was puzzled, why did he feel that there was someone behind him just now... Was it an illusion?

Without thinking too much, he continued to sweep the floor, sweeping the fallen leaves around into the dustpan.

courtyard gate

Sun Hai and Lao Li walked towards the Town God's Temple with some ornaments and candles in their hands.

"There are still nine days until the Double Ninth Festival. The ninety-nine Double Ninth Festival will be lively again in the temple." Lao Li said with a smile.

Sun Hai and the others all nodded after hearing this.

"At that time, we will worship the gods and ancestors."

"I heard that the Mulou Village Committee will distribute oil and rice to the elderly on September 9th, so remember to get it."

"You have to go, what kind of brand "Five Three Three" do you say to be issued? There is no shortage of oil.

They communicate with each other.

They don't know about other places, but they do know that they worship gods and ancestors every Double Ninth Festival in the southern district of Cangshi, and with the changes in the customs of inheriting the Double Ninth Festival, it has been passed down to this day, and the Double Ninth Festival in Longguo has also increased respect for the elderly Thanksgiving and respect for the elderly, climbing high and appreciating autumn are the two biggest themes of the Double Ninth Festival.

Every year in Mulou Village, the Town God’s Temple holds the Chongyang Temple Fair to worship the gods and the Lord of the City God.

The candles and ornaments that Lao Li and the others are holding are to prepare for the Double Ninth Festival that will come nine days later.

They walked towards the temple while talking.

In the words, they never noticed that there was an ancient figure under the tree around them.

Holding a dead leaf in his hand, he muttered a word.

"The Double Ninth Festival is indeed coming, there are still nine days left."

The Double Ninth Festival is also one of the important festivals of the Dragon Kingdom, but in terms of comparison, although the Double Ninth Festival is also important, it is not as important as the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lantern Festival, and Spring Festival.

An Yuyuan must be carefully prepared every year, and customs such as worshiping ancestors, drinking banquets and praying for longevity are indispensable.

When muttering.

He looked at the shop outside the temple. There was already a small stall in front of the grocery store, and candles, longevity gold, and incense for worshiping gods and ancestors were placed on the wooden boards.

Eryuan frowned slightly.

at the same time.

On the bookshelf in the study room of the residence in the underworld, the ancient Japanese thread-bound books trembled.

It flew obliquely out of the bookshelf by itself, and landed on the desk with a puff. The word 'Evil Book' was written vertically on the blue book cover. When the book cover was opened, the pages flipped.

Finally landed on one page.

There are ink characters looming on it, and it seems that someone is writing one by one.

In the courtyard of the temple, An Yuyuan felt something in his heart.

"The evil book shows the evil." He said softly, flipped his palm, and the evil book on the desk in the underworld study disappeared, and appeared in his hand in the blink of an eye.

The bad book was opened, and the words on the page appeared one by one.

Mohiko Kwon:

Male, born in Shanghai, chairman of Xingquan Group, went abroad with his father at the age of twenty...

Maj:

Male, aged forty-two, not from the Dragon Kingdom, registered in Shiba Village, Lan City

Fan Hong:

Female, non-staff ghost master in Cang City, 31 years old, with assets of one billion...

Qin Xingfa:

Male, official of Cang City, 45 years old, deputy head of the Urban Construction Administration Bureau, overseas assets of 10 million...

Bian She:

The man, the superhuman ghost master in the devil city, the most wanted criminal in three countries including the Dragon Kingdom...

One with one name appeared on the page, and there were nine people in total.

The paper was densely filled with their affairs, Quan Maoyan illegally seized other people’s property, embezzled public funds and caused one person to jump to death, ten people’s families were destroyed, and let his subordinates deal with competitors, causing people to be disabled, and eight people were persecuted——Ma Jie, who was engaged in human trafficking when he was young, killed more than 20 families. After selling children, he made a fortune to develop overseas——

Everyone is bad.

"No help." An Yuyuan called out a name.

The sound swayed, and there were special fluctuations and ripples in the Temple of the City God, which spread quietly and submerged into the underworld.

Boo!

A gray mist exploded ahead.

The figure of Heiwuchang appeared, and bowed respectfully to An Wangyuan.

He was resting for a while, when he heard the call, he came over immediately. He saw the ancient book in the master's hand while saluting, and he had a little understanding in his heart.

"The crime of going to Quan Maoyan is unforgivable... Qin Xingfa took away Shouyuan for fifteen years..."

An Yuyuan's voice sounded, calm and indifferent.

He read one name after another in his mouth, expressing the crimes and punishments that the person whose name belongs to should have.

Heiwuchang listened quietly.

After a while.

He saluted respectfully, and the voice of ghosts and gods rang out, "This subordinate will do it now."

After saying that, Hei Wuchang took the punishment paper given by An Yuyuan and walked towards the distance. After two steps, the figure slowly disappeared and turned into a gray ghost.

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East District, Xingquan Restaurant, Jianshan Development Site.

The No. 1 VIP room "Lanting Pavilion" has a classic interior decoration. Although it can be a restaurant VIP room, it doesn't look like it. There are two layouts inside, one is a private room for making tea, and the other is a dining room for eating.

In the elegant room.

There were four people sitting on the mahogany chairs, two middle-aged people and two young people.

Two middle-aged people were sitting opposite each other, one of them was making tea, and pouring tea from a pot, the tea water flowed down crystal clear from the mouth of the tea, bringing up a column of water and spreading the fragrance of the tea.

Just then, the door opened.

A woman in a red one-piece dress walked in.

She has a mature temperament and has long hair like a waterfall. She doesn't feel like a strong woman, but more like that kind of imposing big sister hair.

Fan Hong walked in.

Beside her is a woman who is about the same age as her, with deep black smoke rings in her eyes. Although she is dressed up, it is difficult to hide the black halo.

"Boss Quan and Xingfa are here." Fan Hong looked at the two middle-aged men in the private room.

There is a vague clarity in his beautiful eyes.

She knows both of these people, and the middle-aged man drinking tea is an old acquaintance, Qin Xingfa. As for the tea maker, it is Quan Maoyan, a man from Shanghai, with assets exceeding tens of billions. No one knows the exact number. There are too many industries, and she will come here this time because of Quan Maoyan.

Quan Maoyan has a project business plan to do, and plans to make friends, she is interested so she came here.

Fan Hong said hello, her gaze shifted towards the two young men.

.... Ghost Rider.

The ghost energy in her body was slightly disturbed, which was the induction of the same kind.

Fan Hong was looking at them, and the two young men were also looking at Fan Hong, looking at Fan Hong and the two of them, the two women who came in were also ghost masters like them!

"Miss Fan, sit down." Quan Maoyan is slightly fat, with gold-rimmed eyes and a calm demeanor. He politely invites Fan Hong to sit down, pushes his eyes, and uses a professional tea set to put two cups of tea into Fan Hong's two cups. in front of people.

When making tea.

Quan Maoyan observed Fan Hong and the two of them.

Fan Hong, one of the top big sisters in the underground world in Cangshi, is a ghost master with ruthless means, and the person who comes with her is her right and left hand, who is also a ghost master.

Quan Maoyan knew about the ghost master, and he had even seen a ghost with his own eyes.

to his current position.

Quan Maoyan is involved in many industries, and has more experience and hearing than ordinary people. One of his listed companies has encountered ghost incidents, and it was also that time he knew about ghosts. For this reason, he does not like to spend a lot of money to open up relationships and get in touch with ghosts. In the circle of ghost masters, they hired ghost masters as their bodyguards at a huge price.

It was also because he hired a ghost master as a bodyguard that kept him from dying in a ghost incident. Afterwards, he was afraid of saving his life and asked a ghost master to protect him under conditions such as giving him the status of the second shareholder of a listed company.

These two ghost masters are the young people sitting beside him, both of them are B-level.

The Fan Hong he saw now is also a B-level ghost master. He may not be very powerful in the entire Dragon Kingdom ghost master circle, but he has a wide network of contacts.

Soon after.0

The door opened again.

In an instant, everyone in the elegant room looked at it.

A middle-aged man with an extremely ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes, who felt like he was thrown into the crowd, walked in.

Fan Hong's pupils shrank suddenly.

The ghost in her body was restless and restless. It was a ghost's instinct to be restless when she was in danger.

Fan Hong was like this, and so were the two young men and Fan Hong's assistant. The hairs all over the body stood on end, and the muscles were tense.

...Bianshe!

Fan Hong looked at the ordinary man who walked in, thinking of this name in her mind.

At the same time, some information has emerged.

Longguo's non-staffed ghost driver, Bian She, a deceitful ghost, A-level ghost driver, is also a wanted criminal with the highest level of danger. He has committed more than a dozen murders in his hands, and he is bloodthirsty, between humans and ghosts.

According to the criminal record alone, 30 people were killed. They specialized in killing people and took money to do things. They are the most dangerous wanted criminals in the White Bear Federation and Stealing the Country. They killed more than a hundred people in total. The circle of ghost masters Some people have also seen him tear a B-level ghost alive, which is extremely terrifying.

"Hello everyone, I'm late."

Bian She smiled foolishly, entered the door and apologized to everyone.

People seem to be very honest and easy to get along with, but with such a smile, Fan Hong doesn't believe a dime. The deceitful ghost Bianshe likes to deceive people the most, and the ghost in his body also likes to deceive people, and has the ability to confuse and deceive people.

"It's not too late."

Quan Maoyan smiled and motioned for Bianshe to sit down.

He opened his mouth to introduce to each other who the people present were.

"Fan Hong, I've heard of you." Bian She looked at Fan Hong and said softly, "You are also a member of the 'Mutual Aid Association', I have seen you in the character list of the Mutual Aid Association.

"Oh? Mr. Bian is also in the Mutual Aid Club?"

"No, it's just that I killed a ghost master from the Mutual Aid Society, and he happened to be logging into the Mutual Aid Society's website at that time, and your name happened to be listed on the computer page at that time, so I know.

Bian She laughed.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the people present changed.

Qin Xingfa's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face immediately changed.

Although his status is very high, he is nothing compared to the people present, ghost masters like Fan Hong.

Qin Xingfa also knows about the ghost-controlling circle, he knows about Li Gui, he is very aware of the horror of Li Gui, and he knows how terrifying these people with evil spirits in their bodies are. It is completely different from Bianshe in front of him.

Qin Xingfa couldn't do it in such a peaceful and homely manner to kill people, and his heart trembled.

The pupils of the four ghost masters including Fan Hong shrank suddenly.

...What does Bian She mean by this sentence?!

Their instinctive vigilance.

"Miss Fan Hong, please don't get me wrong. I have no ill intentions towards 4.7. If there is any, I won't talk nonsense." Bian She said with a smile.

He seems to be laughing, but he is saying something creepy, which makes people feel incongruous.

Fan Hong's heart was cold, but on the surface she smiled, "I can understand.

Bian She nodded.

He noticed the subtle changes in Fan Hong, but he didn't care, "Miss Fan Hong, I have a question. You are from the Mutual Aid Association, so do you know Yan Liangpeng in Cangshi?"

heard the words.

Fan Hong was taken aback.

The expressions of the people present were different, Qin Xingfa was puzzled, the expressions of the three ghost masters were shocked, and Quan Maoyan was thoughtful.

"Yan Liangpeng? The ghost master who was eaten by the Town God's Temple?" Quan Maoyan spoke at this time.

He had heard of Yan Liangpeng, and knew that Yan Liangpeng died at the hands of Chenghuang Temple.

"I'm very curious about Yan Liangpeng. How did he provoke the Temple of the City God?" Bian She said. He recently had something to do in Nanming City. , "Miss Fan Hong, as far as I know, you are the one who spread the news about Yan Liangpeng, right?

Hearing this, Fan Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought that if Bianshe tried to harm her, there would be big trouble.

"That's right." Fan Hong responded.

"Yan Liangpeng and I are old acquaintances. I helped him get into the Mutual Aid Club. He likes to call me big sister. Speaking of which, I would know that Yan Liangpeng provoked the Town God Temple. I heard from a woman in my club. She is Yan Liangpeng. My concubine, some time ago, she talked back and forth about something strange happened to Yan Liangpeng, she said in her mouth that the city god spared her life, and then she ran out in the middle of the night, and her appearance changed..."

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