Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1075

The other side obviously received the message, and then two white silks flew over, one on the left and one on the right, about three feet apart.

Then, the third white silk flew back again, passing through the middle of the front, but it was three feet lower than the two.

The fat monk stepped on the third piece of white silk about a foot wide, took a few steps forward, turned around and said, "Generalissimo, please follow me."

Wan Shugao stepped forward, walked to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and immediately shouted, "How do you go up here? If you slip and fall, won't you fall into pieces? Besides, who knows if you can Trouble-making while we're halfway there?"

The fat monk looked at Wan Shugao contemptuously, and said, "Are you afraid to leave?"

"Nonsense, I have to leave the path you marked for me?" Wan Shugao waved his hand angrily.

Ding Ermiao waved his hand to stop Wan Shugao, and said to the fat monk: "Everyone has his own path, and ghosts have their own path. A path like yours is indeed not for humans. King Qilicha has countless ghost soldiers and generals, how can a decent person Can’t even build a bridge?”

It is indeed very dangerous to step on the white silk, and Wan Shugao's worry is not unreasonable.

If Bai Ling is taken in by the other side halfway through, he and the others will all fall off the cliff.

Even if there is no danger, it won't work, because Wan Shugao must have walked cautiously, which will damage the image of Maoshan disciples.

The fat monk looked troubled, and then gave him three high-fives. On the other side of the cliff, a voice said: "Build a vine bridge and invite Marshal Ding to come."

Then, the rustling sounds came from the other side, becoming more and more intensive.

After a short time, everyone saw that countless vines climbed up from the bottom of the cliff and then extended towards the other side.

The vines were wrapped together, entangled and twisted, wriggling unceasingly, and finally weaved into a three-foot-wide tree and vine bridge by itself, paved to the opposite bank.

"Generalissimo, please." The fat monk extended his hand to greet him again.

Ding Ermiao nodded, took the lead on the vine bridge with a whip in hand.Wan Shugao followed closely, fearing that Ding Ermiao would abandon him.

The five handsome men jumped together and floated in the air, guarding Ding Ermiao left and right.

After walking a few steps, he felt that the vine bridge under his feet was strong enough. Ding Ermiao turned around and called for Ji Fangyuan and others to follow.

The Fuji Bridge seemed infinitely long. After walking for 2 minutes, I still didn’t reach the other side.There was still a dark mist on the other side, and I couldn't see anything.

Wan Shugao was anxious and scared, and was about to ask when he suddenly saw two lights appearing on the other side.

"We're here." Ding Ermiao stretched out his hand and pulled Wan Shugao with force.

Wan Shugao stumbled and found that he had walked out of the vine bridge and was standing on the stone ground.

With the sound of footsteps behind him, Ji Fangyuan led his two apprentices across the bridge and stood beside Ding Ermiao.

Seeing that everyone had crossed the bridge, Ding Ermiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking around, a dozen feet away, there was a tall stone wall, standing abruptly in front of him like a huge tombstone.The stone wall is about one foot wide, with a white paper lantern hanging on each side.

"Please." The fat monk extended his hand to invite him and led the way towards the stone wall.

Ding Ermiao and Ji Fangyuan looked at each other and followed slowly.

I originally thought that the ghost nest was behind the stone wall, and the fat monk would lead everyone around the stone wall.But unexpectedly, the fat monk walked straight to the stone wall, waved his hand in the air, transformed into a brush, and then started drawing on the wall.

He drew a small door on the wall that only allowed one person to enter or exit.

Then, the fat monk pushed with his hand, and the small door creaked open.

"Generalissimo, please." The fat monk pointed to the small door and said.

"Such a small door can only be regarded as a dog hole. Wait until I open a door for you!" Ding Ermiao pulled out the corpse whip and pretended to whip it.

The fat monk hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, I'll just turn it up a little louder."

Having said that, the fat monk did not dare to neglect, took up his brush again, drew a huge door, and opened it again.

Inside the gate is a huge courtyard, and a large hall can be seen in the distance, standing a mile away.The lights in front of the main hall were bright, the swords and guns were bright, and countless ghost soldiers and generals formed a neat team to guard the main hall.

A white road in the courtyard leads directly to the front door of the hall.

Wan Shugao followed Ding Ermiao into the yard. When he looked down, he found that the road under his feet was actually paved with bones!
Suddenly there was a whistle, and the ghost generals in front of the Ghost King's Palace came flying over with swords and guns.

"Brother Ermiao, these grandsons are going to take action!" Wan Shugao shouted in fright.

But Ding Ermiao was indifferent and still stepped forward slowly.

Two teams of ghost generals ran over and stopped in front of Ding Ermiao. Then they each raised their swords and guns, and with endless clanging sounds, they set up a sword gate.

That means Ding Ermiao must get under the knife.

"What is this for?" Ding Ermiao stopped, looked at the fat monk and asked.

"To express your welcome, please ask the Generalissimo to pass through the sword gate." The fat monk clasped his hands and said.

"Is this how you welcome him?" Ding Ermiao sneered, shook his corpse whip, and thrust it forward like a javelin.

laugh……

Break the air.

Then, the corpse-beating whip was raised upwards, and the bright swords and guns in front of him flew into the sky.

"what……!"

The ghost generals at the sword gate all exclaimed and involuntarily took two steps back to get out of the way.

Originally, these guys wanted to show off their swordsmanship, but unexpectedly, their whips were even more powerful, destroying the swordsmanship in one move.

"King Qilicha, I, the Grand Marshal, have been ordered to get rid of demons and bandits. Why don't you come out and surrender and die?" Ding Ermiao took back his corpse-beating whip and said calmly towards the Ghost King's Palace.

The sound was not loud, but it carried far away, buzzing and echoing in the yard.

"Hahaha……"

A loud laugh came from the opened gate of the Ghost King Hall, and then a thin figure walked out slowly and said loudly:
"Marshal Ding, on a full moon night, wouldn't it be a disgrace to talk about surrendering and dying? Come on, come on, Xiao Wang has already prepared some wine and is willing to spend the night talking with the Marshal to kill this boring night."

Walking about ten feet in front of Ding Ermiao, the ghost king stopped, raised his fists, and bowed deeply.

Ding Ermiao looked at King Qilicha coldly, and saw that this guy also imitated the dress of Pluto, wearing a flat crown on his head, a purple python robe, a white jade belt around his waist, and cloud-climbing shoes at his feet...It's just that this guy is too thin, without the majesty and momentum of King Qin Guang.

Seeing King Qilicha being so respectful, Ding Ermiao couldn't help but immediately turned his back. He lightly cupped his fists and said:

"There's no need to be polite. I'm here tonight just to exchange prisoners. After we exchange the horse-faced old ghost, we will agree on a time for the decisive battle, and then I will leave immediately."

"As soon as it comes, let's take care of it. There is no need to rush into the decisive battle."

King Qilicha smiled slightly and said: "Tonight a distinguished guest is here, and I will never let him go without a few drinks. Grand Marshal, Ji Jiuye, please."

With that said, King Qilicha turned around and raised his hand to point at the gate of the Ghost King's Palace.

Ding Ermiao thought for a while, and it seemed that it was impossible not to go in, so he looked at each other and Ji Fangyuan, and walked towards the gate of the Ghost King Palace.

(End of this chapter)