prisoner in the door

In the end, Mo Zhenzhen still put on the purple Taoist robe and the 'heavy' cassock.

It's not that Mo Zhenzhen is not afraid of the cold eyes of Taoist priests and monks, but because Mo Zhenzhen feels that, nothing else, just this body, when she encounters danger, those Taoist monks will actively come to save her, after all, her body... right.

When Mo Zhenzhen nodded, she was thinking of her own safety, but after touching the two vestments, Mo Zhenzhen changed her mind.

This unique and strong feeling is desperately reminding Mo Zhenzhen, precious, speed through!

Putting on the cassock and cassock, Mo Zhenzhen instantly felt that her life was protected, and her temperament felt different.

Mo Zhenzhen went to the meeting place wearing this nondescript outfit, which was very eye-catching all the way. When she arrived at the meeting place, the Taoist priests and monks who saw her all showed a painful expression.

I don't know if they are in love with the two sets of clothes themselves, or because they are in love with her wearing the two sets of clothes together... Of course, it is most likely that they have both.

This time, besides the Taoist monk Mo Zhenzhen and An Qiaozun who followed invisibly, there were also [-] soldiers with live ammunition and the officer who was also fully equipped.

The officer is not young anymore, and the burden of wearing this suit is definitely not light, but he still stands tall and steady, looking stronger than those young men.

After Mo Zhenzhen arrived, the officer spoke without stopping for a moment.

"Return to the team, let's go!"

Return?To what team?

Mo Zhenzhen didn't understand very well, but she knew that she should take the lead at this time.

Is it just that they just go in?

"Wait a minute, shall we just go in like this?"

"Yes, without further ado, let's go as soon as possible."

Mo Zhenzhen thought about the ghost's reaction after taking Yinmu powder.

It seemed that except for the policemen, everyone else looked ecstatic (reference Li Sanya), so Mo Zhenzhen hesitated for a second, and then really ran to the front.

Mo Zhenzhen still has Yinmu powder, a lot, enough to make another introduction.

But Mo Zhenzhen wanted to take this opportunity to see the strength of those Taoist monks to evaluate the next plan.

Mo Zhenzhen stood at the front, and the officer stood obliquely behind her. Taoist monks interspersed in the ranks. Mo Zhenzhen raised her foot forward, and the ranks behind her became uniform.

She held up the white windmill and took two tentative steps forward. Hearing the orderly but somewhat chaotic footsteps, she took a deep breath and started to run.

It's only about 1000 meters away, so it doesn't take long to run from here to there.

However, the white mist was thick and full of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the distance of 1000 meters still formed a place of death that the living could not cross.

It's just that today's "Land of the Dead" has some visibility, and the usually fierce and greedy ghosts are also a little lazy and unresponsive today.

Although the pounce was still fierce, the reaction was not fast enough.Before he even got close, he was dealt with by the Taoist monks who vaguely saw the figure of the ghost.

Seeing a female ghost with disheveled hair and long hair rushing towards her, Mo Zhenzhen restrained her instinct to dodge and did not move. When the female ghost's elongated black nails were about to catch her, a bean shot directly at her. It plunged into the female ghost's body, causing her to fall heavily backwards, and was pinned to death on the ground.

The weight of a small soybean made the ghost unable to move.

Mo Zhenzhen didn't look back, but the desire to learn arose in her heart.

When passing through the white mist, both Taoist priests and monks shot. Each Taoist priest had two cloth bags around his waist, one cloth bag contained glutinous rice, and the other cloth bag contained beans.

When they saw the ghost, they shot out a bean bullet, and there were lonely ghosts like tortoises that turned their shells along the way.

The monks recite scriptures non-stop, and when the ghosts appear, the scriptures in their mouths will be turned into gold letters and attached to them, and then they will penetrate into the bodies of these ghosts and force them to put their palms together and heels together.

The distance of 1000 meters is extraordinarily easy.

However, it was this ease that made Mo Zhenzhen have a big question.

Since it is not difficult for these Taoist monks to solve these lonely ghosts, why did they resist entering the white mist so much?

This question didn't wait for Mo Zhenzhen to ask, the officer who came out of the range of the white mist asked her for her.

The face of the officer who passed through the white mist looked even darker. He turned angrily and asked the nearest monk.

"Why did you shirk and refuse to come in with us for rescue!"

The monk was dumbfounded by the officer's question, and in the end the old monk who was a little farther away put his palms together and said the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, the benefactor blamed me for waiting. The reason why this time was so smooth is because of the help of the female benefactor. This white mist is a kind of weakening for us as practitioners. The female benefactor has reduced the suppression of the white mist, which makes us more mature. easy."

The officer stared at the old monk for a long time and didn't know if he believed it or not, but it was still the same thing, they ran out of time!

There is only a 1000-meter-wide white mist wall, and the inside and outside of the wall are two different worlds.

The blue outside the wall is as blue as washing, but the sky of City Y inside the wall is covered with dark clouds, as if the end of the world is approaching!

The dark clouds were very low, as if what rolled over them were not clouds but wolf smoke, and it was obvious that a storm was about to come, but the air was very dry and there was no wind.

The old Taoist priest in the lead frowned and pinched his fingers to make the final calculation, and then let out a rage.

"evil creature!"

He was full of anger with this explosion, and then he wanted to rush in one direction without hesitation, but was held back by Mo Zhenzhen.

She only held back that moment. The old Taoist priest had great strength and ran forward in such a hurry that the weak Mo Zhenzhen couldn't hold it back at all.

But it was also this moment that slowed down the momentum of the old Taoist rushing forward, which gave the officer time to rush over to replace Mo Zhenzhen and hold him.

"Where are you going? What happened!"

Even if you are not familiar with metaphysics, this strange weather phenomenon can make you breathless, as if something bad is about to happen.

The officer is not Mo Zhenzhen, he really can't break free from pulling the old Taoist.

After shaking it twice in a row without getting rid of the shackles, the old Taoist finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly explained to the officer.

"If it's too late, that beast will sacrifice the soul of the entire city to the heavens!"

The officer didn't understand.

"What do you mean? He wants to massacre the city? Feed the heavens and the people?"

The old Taoist took a few breaths, and then said viciously.

"Sacrificing to the heavens is his own human nature...God does not eat souls, he wants to become the king of ghosts himself, and wants to sacrifice the lives and souls of the people in the whole city! Crooked ways, beasts are not as good as!...Oh, I can’t explain to you, hurry up Just let go, or it will be too late!"

At the same time, Mo Zhenzhen and the players were notified.

I see that some readers said that the story in this unit is not as good as the first one, and the positive energy of this one is too strong to be read. .Is this the first article Red Date Village or where is the real culprit?

I will take my opinion and try to correct it next time. I also know that this article is a bit long-winded. The original structure was to build a block building, and then the building collapsed, so I focused on describing the existence of many positive things. I want to increase the sense of substitution. After all All are to die.

But I’m not confident now. Firstly, it seems to be procrastinating. Secondly, I’m afraid that I won’t be able to write the part about the collapse of the building. The closer I get to this part, the less confident I am. I’m afraid that if I don’t write well, the story of the whole unit will collapse. .

But to put it mildly, I still feel that letting good people degenerate, destroying the beauty, and growing the ugliness of human nature out of the brilliance...it's more...sentimental.

What, I'm not a pervert, of course, if you don't like it, I can change it.

In the future, I will simplify the shaping of positive characters.