Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 176: Dungeon starts

"A paradise for hatching gods."

Such a second-rate statement made everyone take a breath of cold air. Thinking of the evil spirit attack that happened in District 9 before, the evil spirit's plan in District 11 this time is probably a hundred times more crazy.

Although he didn't know how the paradise was built, Su Heng knew that if it was not stopped, more than a million people might die, and those who survived would become nourishment for the growth of evil spirits.

But if you want to stop it, you will face Amaterasu. From the current intelligence analysis, there are too many unknowns about this evil spirit, and I am afraid it will be an S-class. Coupled with the fact that Yujian Leishen is mass-producing red-faced ghosts, it is not easy to win this battle.

Of course, they are not completely at a disadvantage. At least from the behavior of District 11 sending workers to clear the tunnel, it is not difficult to judge that evil spirits have no ability to escape.

In this way, Su Heng can advance, attack, retreat or defend. If you can't fight head-on, you can at least fight guerrillas.

However, at the moment, the three apprentices have not yet mastered earth-moving techniques and are unable to protect themselves in this war.

We have to help them bury them as soon as possible.

It just so happens that the Aomori Nebuta Festival is a great opportunity to gain merit. The strength of these monsters is probably around C-level, but they are physically powerful and have strange abilities, so they are more difficult to deal with than normal C-level evil spirits.

Boom boom boom!

A dull drum beat sounded.

"Didn't I say that you don't have to die after the explanation? Besides, you didn't come here to find Qingji, so I'm just helping."

"I will consecrate your demon-slaying sword first. During this time, you can practice using it with the inner bird."

One day later, in the center of Aomori Prefecture, the Nebuta Festival is about to be performed.

Overall, the urbanization process in Aomori Prefecture is not inferior to that of the inner cities of the ninth ward, and it has a somewhat modern urban feel.

……

But this is not a problem for Maoshan Taoist priests. Especially since the three apprentices now each have a demon-slaying sword, as well as the talisman presented by Su Heng, they have internally practiced mental skills, and their equipment is fully equipped. Their starting point is much higher than when Su Heng came out to explore the world!

It’s just that Sakurako Hirata’s home is located on the edge of the county. The house is a traditional residence. It is slightly closer to the center of the county. The basic building is a high-rise building made of cement and steel bars.

It is worth mentioning that although Aomori Prefecture is named as a prefecture, it is not a backward suburb in the impression.

The straight asphalt is broad and majestic, driving straight into the inner city.

After all, in terms of economy alone, District 11 is indeed more prosperous than District 9 as a whole. After all, the porn industry in District 11 is open and legal, and many industries have been derived from it.

"Fuck you!"

In the direction of Bird Shanju, a red light lit up. It was a procession, holding torches high in their hands, clearing the way for the Sandman in the night.

"coming!"

The street lights on both sides of Street 161 were all set to sleep mode, and the lights basically only illuminated a radius of less than one meter in diameter.

Bird inside: "Wait a minute! I've told you the truth, why don't you let me live?"

But tonight, the atmosphere of the modern city has been infinitely diluted.

Both sides of the street were filled with people. The cultural festival that had been suspended for decades was once again staged. This made most people extremely excited and felt like a festival.

This plunged most of the street into an eerie atmosphere of semi-darkness.

Among the crowd, only a few people knew the truth and felt uneasy inside. Such as Iori Inoue, Sakurako Hirata, Koo Shimada, etc.

They understand that tonight's Nebuta Festival is a true monster trip.

The crowd looked forward eagerly, and they saw hundreds of people in strange costumes jumping up and down. They all had monster masks on their faces and stood barefoot.

They are dancers, the group of people responsible for dancing in the street patrol ceremony.

"Rassera! Rassera!"

The dancers cheered collectively, but they were trembling slightly. It was unclear whether they were excited or afraid.

The team moved forward slowly and soon passed in front of Sakurako Hirata.

Sakurako Hirata's pupils shrank, and she noticed that there were dozens of strange dancers mixed into the dancing team. Although they were wearing masks, their exposed hands and feet had a texture like melted wax oil.

These weird dancers leave oily footprints on the ground with every step they take.

"Rassera! Rassera!"

They moved slowly, but they were trying to jump. The moment they took off, Sakurako Hirata caught a face without facial features through the side slit of the mask!

These are monsters. No wonder the voices of fellow jumpers tremble. They are afraid. "Hey, that guy dancing is weird. He's so soft that he seems to have no bones."

"Did you see the little guy in the corner? He's carrying it on his back. The skin on his hands is actually green, and he's carrying a turtle shell. He looks like a legendary kappa."

"It should be makeup, right? Stop thinking about it and look good."

Apparently there were people who also noticed the abnormality, Sakurako Hirata, but most people focused on the upcoming light train.

More than forty shrine witches wearing fox masks were divided into two groups and slowly pushed the light car forward.

On the first light car, green will-o'-the-wisps were slowly fluttering, illuminating the woman standing on the car wearing a red kimono, with long hair and wet body. The woman covered her mouth with her sleeves, giggling, and waving to everyone from time to time.

Behind the woman, there was a huge wheel. In the middle of the wheel, there was a fleshy human head, grinning and making an indistinct grunting sound.

"The lanterns we promised are different from the ones described in the book!"

"What are they? They look so disgusting."

"What's the principle of floating flames? I didn't see any special props!"

"To be honest, I feel a bit scary..."

Before anyone could react, a second light truck was pulled over with a thunderous snoring sound.

This light truck had no lights, and everyone could only barely make out the prototype of the Sandman, which was as huge as a hill, through the dim light.

"Is that the Sandman?"

"Why don't you show me?"

"Strange, why do I feel like it's alive..."

Strange light trucks, jumping people with twisted limbs, and dim light made more and more people feel that something was wrong.

"Forget it, it's better not to join in the fun."

"go home."

"It's boring."

As if aware of the crowd's intention to retreat, the Sandman, who was lying on his side on the light truck, turned over, opened his huge ivory mouth, and sprayed thick purple smoke at the crowd.

"What are you doing!"

"It stinks!"

Thick smoke billowed and soon filled the entire street. Sakurako Hirata felt dizzy and sleepy. It was not until the charm in her arms responded and emitted a faint white light that she suddenly regained her energy.

But the people nearby were different. They seemed to be asleep, their eyes kept turning, their mouths were salivating, and they returned to the street like fools, cheering and praising with their arms raised high.

"Rassera!"

"Rassera!"

The Sandman laughed contentedly, and the dancing monsters took off their masks and danced excitedly.

"Rassera!"

"Rassera!"

A bloody carnival is about to begin until the fireman responsible for opening the street discovers four Taoist priests standing at the end of the street blocking the way.

Su Heng yawned:

"I thought there would be so many powerful monsters, but I didn't expect that the most difficult one to deal with would be even worse than Pei Yan. You can complete this dungeon yourself..."

Sonorous! *3

Hearing this, the three disciples couldn't wait to rush towards the parade, which looked confused.

Especially the leader, Xia Xiaoling, had the strongest momentum and even laughed "Jie Jie Jie".

Who is the monster?

"Keep your eyes wide open, don't hit ordinary people!"

(End of this chapter)