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"Jingle ding bell..."

The thumb-thick iron chain was opened, and a cloud of turbid smell rushed to the face.

The environment on the second floor was obviously much worse. In the dark cell, there were only a few oil lamps to illuminate it.

"Master Hou, it's very filthy inside, why don't we go in there!"

Song Changming said in a low voice.

Xu Tong thought that he didn't really come to inspect the cell, so he nodded when he saw it: "It doesn't matter if you don't enter, but I heard that Lord Guozhu will come to live here for a period of time every year?"

"Yes, this cell is too dark and full of resentment. Every year during the Ghost Festival, we can't suppress it, so Master Guozhu will come to live here for a day!"

Song Changming did not hide this.

"In that case, where does Lord Guozhu live every time?"

"Up there, there is a room specially prepared for Lord Guozhu."

Song Changming was very strange. He didn't know what the Marquis of Shenwu was going to do when he asked these questions.

"That's right, I'm a little tired, take me to have a rest."

Hearing Xu Tong's words, Song Changming was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Master Hou, this is absolutely impossible..."

"What can't be done? Can't I go in and have a rest? You are hiding like this. Could it be that there is something shady in that room that you hid in it!"

When Xu Tong spoke, he had already taken out Xu Lai's token in his hand.

Song Changming's face changed when he saw this, and he quickly explained: "The room has not been occupied for a long time, and it is full of dust. If Lord Hou wants to rest, there are still a few clean rooms in our prison..."

"No, lead the way, Lord Song!"

Xu Tong's tough attitude made Song Changming dare not continue to argue for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and lead Xu Tong to an attic above the cell.

Xu Tong wiped the door lock with his fingers, and after confirming that the dust had accumulated for some time, he nodded and signaled Song Changming to open the door.

"Om..."

After the door was gently pushed open, as Song Changming said, the room was full of dust.

"Master Hou, look, how can people live in this place."

Song Changming wanted to persuade Xu Tong again, but Xu Tong waved his sleeves and swept it lightly, a gust of wind swept up in a moment, and the next moment it rolled up the filth in the room into a gray ball no bigger than a baby's fist .

Xu Tong picked it up and put it in Song Changming's hand casually: "Please trouble Mr. Song, I'm tired, so I won't send it to you."

After speaking, Xu Tong walked into the room, turned around and closed the door.

"Boom!"

Song Changming, who was caught off guard, suddenly got ashamed and stared blankly at the door in front of him. The expression on his face twisted uncontrollably for a moment, and he opened his mouth, just when he wanted to curse secretly.

"Om!!"

The door of the room in front of him was suddenly opened. At this moment, the expression on Song Changming's face was not able to change. For a moment, his facial features were twisted into a ball, and his mouth was stuck in his throat with his mouth open. No, the veins on his forehead were stretched.

Xu Tong blinked and looked at Song Changming, who had an extremely expressive expression: "Master Song, is everything alright?"

"No...not dead..."

Song Changming was almost choked to death by his own breath, and he forced a smiling face for Xu Tong. The degree of discomfort was as if a huge sneeze was suppressed, and the tears were all in the eyelids. spin around.

"Oh, as long as it's okay, I'll just say it, don't call me for dinner tonight!"

"Boom!"

After Xu Tong finished speaking, he closed the door heavily again. Now Song Changming stood in front of the door with a bitter face and glared at the door before turning around and leaving in despair.

"This guy is really not a fuel-efficient lamp!"

Standing behind the door, Xu Tong passed through the door with divine eyes, staring at Song Changming's leaving back and muttering in his heart.

Not only Song Changming, the guards, cell bosses, and even a handyman here are not simple.

But I didn't come here to investigate the truth, and I don't want to pay attention to it for the time being. After looking around in the room and making sure that there are no hidden traps, Xu Tong sat on the bed with his knees crossed, and put his body on the bed. His pure yang energy was completely restrained.

Without the suppression of this pure yang energy, the fierce hostility filled the entire sky prison in an instant.

There were low-pitched roars again from the empty cell.

"Dingling! Jingling!!"

The rubbing sound of the iron chains made it sound like someone was walking around in the cell, but when I looked closely, I couldn't see a single ghost.

The guards in charge of guarding the dungeon were already accustomed to this, and even formed a secret tacit agreement with the unexplainable existence in the cell.

When they walked this way, those sneaky shadows walked on the other side, and the two walked in diametrically opposite directions, perfectly avoiding the confrontation.

After Xu Tong restrained his breath, he frowned with his fingers, and then the primordial spirit escaped from his body.

"Fortunately, I haven't eaten the pure yang distraction pill, otherwise the primordial spirit would transform into a pure yang primordial spirit, and these ghosts would have disappeared long ago."

Xu Tong's Yuanshen escaped from the room, and with a pinch of his fingers, he summoned two divine thunder talismans and pasted them on the door.

If you want to take the opportunity to sneak attack on your own body, these two Divine Thunder Talismans are enough for the other party to eat a pot.

Then Xu Tong Yuanshen moved, and quickly rushed into the prison.

The surrounding guards only felt a black shadow flashing in front of their eyes, but no one paid attention to it, because this kind of situation happened here from time to time.

"My lord, what exactly is this Marquis of Shenwu going to do?"

Song Changming led a group of people to patrol the prison as usual, and the prison boss beside him asked in a low voice.

"I don't know!" Song Changming's face was very ugly, and he still felt that his chest was constricted and he couldn't breathe out, and he had already greeted the whole family of Marquis Shenwu in his heart.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glared at the cell bosses: "Don't worry about what he does, you all give me something tonight, as long as the prison is not chaotic, don't care what he does."

Several cell bosses repeatedly said yes, but before they could say a few more words, they suddenly heard a sharp roar coming from the prison.

Everyone was stunned and glanced in the direction. One of the prison chiefs frowned: "Why are these wandering souls so dishonest today??"

"Whatever they do, we just follow the route."

The other prison boss didn't think so, anyway, as long as you follow the rules and follow the fixed route, you can't make any mistakes.

The rules in the prison are dead on this day. There are fixed rules for patrol time, walking route, when to start, and when to end.

The living turn to the left, the dead turn to the right, and the trespasser dies!

These rules are piled up one by one with human lives, and people and ghosts are in the same prison, but there are two routes to go, no matter which side is wrong, it will pay a huge price.

"Go on!"

Song Changming didn't want to say more here, and urged everyone to move on, but when he raised his head, his eyes widened sharply, and he saw a black shadow in the distance rushing towards them like crazy.

"Bold! Kill those who cross the border!"

Seeing that there was a ghost that did not take a fixed route, Song Changming's face darkened, and he drew out the long knife in his hand.

Several cell bosses behind them immediately raised their bronze mirrors, gossip diagrams, bells and other magic weapons in their hands. The crowd quickly formed an formation, and before the ghost shadow rushed up, they sent out a chilling air, The ghost crashed to the ground.

Then when the bronze mirror was illuminated, the ghost could not move, and Song Changming quickly stepped forward, killing the ghost with a single blow.

After the ghost shadow dissipated, Song Changming put the long knife into the sheath, frowned and said, "I have a little impression of this guy. I have seen him before. He is quite quiet. Why did he break the rules today?"

"Hehe, breaking the rules means that even ghosts don't have to do it!" Everyone was not surprised by this, and it was not the first time they had encountered such a thing.

However, as soon as the words fell, there was a sound of iron chains clashing in the cell.

"Jingle ding bell..."

Everyone's complexion changed, and they immediately became alert. Song Changming quickly pulled out his sword, squinted his eyes and looked into the cage ahead.

The howling of ghosts and wolves in the dark cell became louder and louder, and the oil lamp hanging in the corridor began to waver.

"How could this be?? What day is today?"

Song Changming's mind tightened, and he hurriedly asked the cell leader behind him.

"October 28 is not a big day." Several cell bosses looked at each other.

At this moment, the oil lamp in front suddenly dimmed, and the entire cell suddenly became pitch black.

Song Changming and the others focused all their eyes on the corridor in front of them for a while, only to feel that the corridor today was frighteningly dark, and there was a rustling sound.

"Fire Zhezi!"

Seeing this, Song Changming hurriedly asked someone to take out the fire folder, and after blowing lightly twice, he threw it forward.

The fire folder flickered in mid-air, illuminating the surrounding cells.

But what came into view were countless dark shadows, rushing towards them like crazy.

Now Song Changming and the others were dumbfounded, thinking: "Could it be that they went in the wrong direction today?"

"My lord, run!"

Fortunately, the cell boss behind him was quite active, so he hurriedly dragged Song Changming to run back.

Several cell bosses ran fast with sharp feet, but Song Changming was unlucky. He was crippled and ran forward with one leg shallow and one deep. He fell to the ground after a few runs.

"Abao, Xiao Song, save me!"

Song Changming screamed to signal them to come back, but the cell bosses just ran out without looking back.

At a critical moment, who can save whom? Please pray for your own blessing.

Seeing one of these subordinates running away, Song Changming's face turned pale. Looking back, seeing the dark shadow rushing towards him, his face turned ashen, and he simply turned over and threw himself on the ground, curling up into a ball.

He just wanted to leave a whole body for himself, and Song Changming felt his body sink suddenly, and a chill almost swallowed him up.

Song Changming thought that he was bound to die, but he soon discovered that these evil ghosts who eat people and don't spit out their bones ignored him and flew past him directly.

"what??"

Now Song Changming was stunned. Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Don't run!! I'm here to save you, why are you running, let me go in!"

Song Changming was stunned for a few seconds, the voice was too familiar, wasn't it the voice of Marquis Shenwu? ?
It's just how it sounds, like picking crabs from a street vendor? ?
With doubts, Song Changming slowly raised his head to have a look, and finally found the culprit.

I saw Xu Tong unhurriedly chasing after these ghosts. Wherever he passed, the surrounding void distorted, and an upside-down world emerged.

For a moment, a large number of ghosts were too late to run, and they were directly sucked into it.

Xu Tong himself was standing in the middle, picking and picking, kicking some rotten fish and prawns away.

I don't know, I thought he was visiting the vegetable market.

It has to be said that the number of ghosts in the prison this day is simply ridiculous, and the quality is even rarer.

Except for a few wandering spirits with missing arms and legs that look sickly, the quality of other wandering spirits is quite good.

Soon, a large number of ghosts were filled in the gap between reality and reality.

"Rumble..."

I saw the nightmare cavalry began to intersperse left and right, and from time to time, the nightmare impact hit these ghosts. Under the impact of the power of nightmare, these ghosts seemed to be stimulated, and crazily devoured other ghosts around them in order to protect themselves.

Soon, those wandering souls with poor strength were devoured, and some ghosts became stronger and stronger.

At this time, Xu Tong noticed that some of the evil spirits had improved their strength very quickly.

Xu Tong paid attention, and found that although they were ghosts, they were very powerful in combat. They not only knew martial arts, but also knew how to form groups.

After thinking about it, the people who can die in this prison are also extraordinary.

I remember that Song Changming said before that there were more than 300 bandits imprisoned here. Seeing that these people are so skillful in devouring evil spirits in a group, it may be the group of bandits that Song Changming mentioned.

It makes sense to think about it this way.

"Since you can eat, eat more!"

When Xu Tong saw this, he stopped picking and choosing, and with a movement of his soul, the reality behind him unfolded completely, almost covering the entire cell.

At this moment, all the ghosts on the first floor of the prison were instantly drawn into the space between reality and reality without distinction.

Fortunately, when Xu Tong first entered Taoism, he referred to the style of the ghost market between the virtual and the real, and the space is huge, otherwise it would really not be able to accommodate so many evil spirits.

"It's you!!"

Seeing Xu Tong gobbling up the evil spirits in the prison like this, Song Changming's eyes widened and he roared angrily: "You are robbing the prison!!"

Xu Tong glanced at Song Changming, frowned, grabbed Song Changming and threw them into his virtual space.

"Yang Hong, how dare you!!"

Song Changming didn't expect Xu Tong to be so daring, he fell into the void and reality unexpectedly, and before he drew his sword to fight against those out-of-control evil spirits, he rushed towards Song Changming like crazy.

But in just a split second, Song Changming was gnawed until there was not even a bone left.

Xu Lai wanted him to live a long life, but he made him kneel at an early age. Now that he met him, he could only blame him for being unlucky.

Xu Tong's approach is very bold. After all, he is an official guarding the sky prison. If he is punished and killed by him, even Xu Lai may not be able to keep him if it is spread. He died in the line of duty, and absolutely no one can blame himself.

"what??"

At this time, Xu Tong suddenly noticed that after Song Changming died, his soul was not eaten by those evil spirits. Instead, his body was shrouded in a bloody red light. Under the red light, Song Changming's body changed suddenly. It was extremely huge, and with its big hands raised high, it actually wanted to tear a hole in the gap between reality and reality and rush out.

"It turned out to be a ghost cultivator!"

When Xu Tong saw this, he could see through the source of Song Changming's change at a glance, and suddenly realized it in his heart.

"No wonder they are indistinguishable from this sky prison, and are not affected by the evil spirit of the sky prison. That's why!"

Although I don't know how Xu Lai did it, but at this moment, whether it's the prison boss, the guards, or even Song Changming himself, they are no longer living people, but corpses.

To be precise, they are just parasitic in the flesh, and they have already died long ago.

Maybe they don't even know this.

"Song Changming, Song Xianming, really are good names! If you give you another ten years, you may really be able to cultivate into ghosts and immortals with this method. At that time, you only need to dissolve your soldiers, and you will be able to travel in and out of the world. "

Song Changming raised his head and glared at Xu Tong: "Yang Hong, you ruined Lord Guozhu's plan, you will die!"

"Humph!"

Xu Tong snorted coldly: "You'd better ask for blessings, since you're here, don't even think about going out again!"

After finishing speaking, a white hair grew on Xu Tong's forehead, and the vajra supernatural power was activated, and the primordial spirit descended heavily like a Buddha, and raised his hand to take a vajra seal towards Song Changming.

Great King Kong seal!

Although he has no physical body, Xu Tongyuan's nerves have been polished by the Nirvana Sutra, and he has already begun to have divinity.

When Song Changming was alive, even though he was a cripple, he seemed to be mediocre and not even a great master.

But he is actually practicing the way of ghosts. For many years, he has used the evil spirit of the prison to practice, and his strength is infinitely close to that of ghosts and immortals. If he is given another ten years and he does not rely on his body, I am afraid that he is really not his opponent.

"I fought with you!!"

Song Changming knew that this moment was at a critical moment, if he couldn't rush out, his end would probably only be lost.

Immediately, I saw Song Changming chanting the mantra, turning into a giant evil ghost with three heads and six arms. With the six arms waving, a sea of ​​blood rose up around him. In an instant, those ghosts and ghosts were in bad luck, and they were instantly engulfed in the sea of ​​blood, struggling After a few strokes, the soul flew away and turned into a part of the sea of ​​blood.

"you wanna die!"

Seeing that Song Changming had scattered most of the ghosts that he had managed to capture, Xu Tong was furious, and he slapped him with a palm, and the force of King Kong immediately broke Song Changming's two arms.

At the same time, the left hand has the seal of Sumeru and the right hand has the seal of great compassion.

The two seals were issued at the same time, causing Song Changming's body to shrink rapidly, and the Great Compassion Seal was shot, and the huge Buddha's light was like a hill, smashing down on Song Changming's head.

"what!!"

Seeing that the sky-covering mountain fell head-on, Song Changming's expression became extremely ferocious, and he stretched out his four arms, trying to lift Jinshan up.

A classic picture, but not a classic ending.

The moment Jinshan fell, Song Changming's arm was smashed into pieces. The huge force almost shattered his primordial spirit.

Then Xu Tong flicked the two dragon talismans down, immediately wrapped them up tightly from head to toe, and threw them towards the corner. It's low-level, but it's also a fairy anyway.

After getting rid of Song Changming, Xu Tong saw that most of the ghosts he had just taken in were scattered by Song Changming by one-third, and he felt distressed for a while, but fortunately, this is only one layer, and there is still a lot of trouble. There is a layer below.

Xu Tong immediately escaped into the second floor of the dungeon, and after collecting all the ghosts on the second floor between the virtual and the real, he turned his eyes to the third floor of the dungeon.

According to what Song Changming said before, there were only three people in the third floor of the prison.

But he didn't say who these three people are, so he simply walked around by himself to see what the origin of these three people was, and they were able to be imprisoned in the third floor of the prison.

I saw his soul pass through the third floor of the prison, and saw that the cell was not big, only about [-] square meters in size. Three people were hung in the middle of the cell, their eyes were tightly covered by leather covers, and their bodies were covered with four long sticks. The spear went through and was nailed there like a hedgehog.

These three people don't know how long they have been imprisoned here, and the spears pierced into their bodies have merged with their flesh and blood.

Xu Tong wanted to get closer, but felt that there was an invisible force imprisoning the space around him. When he looked carefully, he saw all kinds of strange talismans densely carved on the wall.

These talismans should be used to suppress the three souls and prevent them from escaping by leaving their bodies.

I don't know who they are, but they were tortured by Xu Lai in this way.

Just when Xu Tong was planning to leave first, he would find another opportunity tomorrow to ask the identities of the three other cell leaders.

"Ding!"

The iron chain trembled a few times, and then the white-haired old man among the three suddenly raised his head: "Fellow Daoist, don't leave!!"

Xu Tong was a little surprised when he heard that, his soul had come out of his body, not his physical body, the old man's soul had been suppressed by the talisman here for so long, yet he could still feel himself.

"Can you see me?"

"No, but I can feel that you, fellow daoist, are so powerful that you are able to escape into this place with the power of the primordial spirit. I'm afraid you are already a fairy-like figure on land, so I beg you for a merciless request."

Xu Tong was startled, the old man could even guess his own cultivation level, which shows that his strength may not be inferior to his own, thinking of Xu Tong, he said: "Talk about it, let me think about whether I want to help you .”

"Thank you fellow daoist, old Taoist Xuantong, these two people are named Jia Xuan and Xiang Ping. The three brothers and I have been trapped here by Xu Lai for [-] years. We have already run out of fuel, and we know that we are destined to die. Soon, I just ask fellow Taoists to go to a Taoyuan in the east alley of Suzhou, there is a family named Sun in the Taoyuan, if you have a chance to pass by Suzhou, please help take care of one or two."

Xu Tong originally thought that Xuantong would ask him to save them, but he didn't expect that the request mentioned was so simple.

"Don't you ask me to help you avenge?"

The old Taoist let out a hoarse laugh when he heard the words: "For 20 years, I wanted to tear Xu Lai's body into pieces day and night, but now I have given up this idea. The only thing I can't worry about is this relative left behind. When fellow daoists go, just tell them that Xuantong is dead, and they will give fellow daoists something as a reward!"

After the old man finished speaking, Xu Tong also received a prompt from the item book
"Sub-quest 4: Say safe..."