One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

"You mean, there is an ancient city full of ghosts hidden underground? Moreover, the people from the Core Bureau are now in this ancient city?" Wang Zhiqi nodded, then pulled the worker next to him over, "You also saw it, is what I said true?" The worker nodded honestly, he really didn't look like someone who would talk nonsense.

Liu Zhen immediately fell into deep thought, and so did the police officers who came with him. There is an ancient city full of ghosts hidden under Yishan Mountain. This sentence sounded incredible in the past, but now too many extraordinary things have happened in Tai City. What happened in the past two days has completely overturned people's cognition. There are a lot of discussions about the experience of Tai City on the Internet, and the question of whether there are ghosts in the world has been raised again, and everyone has their own opinions.

After a moment, Liu Zhen finally looked at Wang Zhiqi again and said, "You know this matter is very serious, so I'll ask you one last time, can you take responsibility for what you just said?" Wang Zhiqi nodded firmly and said, "Captain, I guarantee with my police uniform that what I said is absolutely true!"

Looking at Wang Zhiqi in front of him, Liu Zhen immediately took out the communicator and said anxiously: "Headquarters, please send people to support Yishan immediately. The core bureau is facing danger in independence, please send a large number of police forces to cooperate with the operation!" Hearing Liu Zhen's words, Wang Zhiqi knew that he believed in him. Being trusted in this situation, Wang Zhiqi felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

After receiving a response from the headquarters, Liu Zhen patted Wang Zhiqi on the shoulder and said, "The world has become more and more unfamiliar. I really don't know what strange things will happen in the next second. However, we can only take one step at a time now. When the reinforcements arrive, we will go down. We can't let the core bureau take risks alone!" At Liu Zhen's command, all the police officers stood at attention, their eyes full of determination.

However, at this moment, a large number of dark clouds suddenly gathered above Yishan, with lightning and thunder, which seemed to indicate that something big was about to happen...

At the same time, in the ghost market, Zhang Lingyu and others had just sent Wang Zhiqi and Dazhuang away when the mirror suddenly shattered without any warning. Zhang Lingyu immediately stood up and looked around vigilantly. Only then did they realize that a large number of gloomy ghosts were standing not far away, staring at them viciously. The yin energy was surging so violently that the entire ghost market began to shake.

"What's going on? How were we discovered?" Feng Baobao frowned and looked around in astonishment. Although the resentful ghosts stared at them fiercely, they did not move, as if waiting for orders. In the black fog, a large number of special resentful ghosts reappeared from the black fog. The yang energy on them was completely different from the other resentful ghosts who only had yin energy.

"It seems that we have no choice but to fight!" Wang Cheng gritted his teeth, stood up, and prepared for the battle. The old smoker also carefully put away his pipe, with a serious face. The fat man still didn't figure out what went wrong, but the whole ghost market suddenly shook.

"Boom boom..." The thunder over Yishan seemed to be transmitted into the ghost market. Along with the thunder, the entire ghost market shook violently like an earthquake. "Crack!" A loud noise came, and Zhang Lingyu and others looked towards Yishan, only to find that a big hand stretched out from the top of the mountain! Then came the second hand, the third hand... After a moment, all four hands were supported on the crack on the top of the mountain. With a loud shout, a strange head popped out from the crack of Yishan!

"What is this?" Seeing this huge figure, Wang Cheng subconsciously took a few steps back. Before Zhang Lingyu and others could ask, deafening laughter came from a distance. Then, Zhang Lingyu and others were surprised to see that the ghosts who were staring at them just now...

At this time, all the ghosts turned towards Yishan, knelt down devoutly, and kept chanting: "Four-armed Bodhisattva! Four-armed Bodhisattva!" Yishan of the ghost market was divided into two, and a huge figure sat cross-legged in it.

Zhang Lingyu finally saw the figure clearly: "Isn't this the evil god worshipped in the Ghost Taoist Temple?" The fat man slapped his forehead and said in disbelief: "Did we get discovered when we were in the Taoist temple? That's why there were those inexplicable pursuers along the way?"

"The Four-Armed Bodhisattva's decree, clear out the intruders!" Those strange ghosts with yang energy gathered around Zhang Lingyu and others again. However, Zhang Lingyu seemed to have discovered something this time. He stared at the ghosts with a curious look in his eyes.

The four-armed bodhisattva on the Yishan Mountain had a solemn golden body, with golden light shining from behind, and four arms pointing in different directions, holding the same things as those in the Taoist temple. However, the so-called four-armed bodhisattva had an uncomfortable and sinister smile on his face, and his eyes revealed contempt.

The ghosts were like possessed, constantly bowing in the direction of Yishan. And those ghost soldiers with yang energy were approaching Zhang Lingyu and others step by step.

"Damn it!" The fat man was about to take action, but was stopped by Zhang Lingyu: "I have a guess, maybe I know what they are. But I need to give it a try. If my guess is right, maybe I can get rid of them all at once!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Lingyu in confusion, and he asked back: "Who brought cinnabar?" Fatty and others shook their heads, they were not used to carrying these things. But Taoist Qingfeng took out a small bag of cinnabar from his pocket: "I always carry some with me. When I travel around, I always have to make more plans."

Zhang Lingyu nodded, took out a little cinnabar and placed it in his palm, and drew two circles on the cinnabar with his sword finger, muttering something. Then, he threw the cinnabar and shouted, "Break!" The cinnabar hit the ghost soldiers, and they flew out fiercely as if they were hit hard. When they fell to the ground, the cinnabar seemed to be corroding them, and they cried out in pain.

However, the ghosts seemed to hear nothing and just kept bowing to the four-armed bodhisattva, totally ignoring the lives of the ghost soldiers. Soon, in a puff of rising smoke, the flesh and blood of the ghost soldiers were corroded away, leaving only dry bones. These bones were very strange, some were black, some were broken, some looked like they had been exposed to the sun for a long time, and some were brand new. It was obvious that these bones did not belong to the same person, but seemed to be a pile of bones spliced ​​together.

Seeing this scene, everyone was puzzled, only Zhang Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that it is just as I thought, these ghost soldiers are made. These bones should be those of people who died in the mass grave. These bones were pieced together to form ghost soldiers with yang energy. They are called ghost soldiers, but they are not ghosts. At most, they can only be called zombies!"

At this moment, the thunderous sound rang out again. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the four-armed bodhisattva was staring at them. "If you enter the ghost market, you must stay here and become a believer of this deity!" As he said this, the four-armed bodhisattva slowly stood up. It was a giant that reached the sky and the earth. Its upper body was sacred and solemn, but its lower body was ugly. Its ghost claws stepped on the ground and it could take a hundred meters in one step.

Zhang Lingyu saw the clue at a glance: "Bah, what kind of person is this? How dare you call yourself a Bodhisattva? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" As he spoke, he signed to several people behind him. This was a set of simple internal sign language that they had studied when they were free in the core bureau.

"I will attract its attention, and you guys quickly notify the director. We don't know what this thing is yet, but its strength is far beyond ours. We can't handle it alone..." The fat man understood what Zhang Lingyu meant, and immediately pressed the communicator: "Director, I'm Fatty!" However, there was only noise in the communicator, and he was unable to contact the director.

"Oh no, the transmitter is out of service!" The fat man's words dashed Zhang Lingyu's hope. Looking at the approaching ghost king and the increasing number of ghosts, Zhang Lingyu gritted his teeth and said, "There's nothing we can do. We can only fight..."

After saying that, he took out the compass. With pursuers in front and blockades behind, they had no way to escape. The fat man took out three copper coins, Feng Baobao asked Liu Xian, who was good at fighting, to help, the old smoker made a hand seal and prepared to ask the door god to help, Taoist Qingfeng and Wang Ye stood back to back with the old smoker and Zhang Lingyu.

The ghost king looked down at Zhang Lingyu and the others, with an even more disdainful smile on his face. As the ghosts got closer and closer, Zhang Lingyu knew there was no other way: "Everyone be careful, you may not be able to take care of yourself next!" Everyone nodded solemnly.

"If we can make it through, you have to treat me to a hot pot meal when we get back!" The fat man said casually, but he still wiped the sweat off his forehead. Everyone stopped pretending and tore off the corpse-controlling talismans. In this extremely yin place, their yang energy was particularly obvious, which also aroused the excitement of the ghosts.

"Go!" Seeing that the time had come, Zhang Lingyu gave the order and the battle was about to break out...

In the depths of this ghost market, there is actually such a huge existence hidden, which is something no one expected.
Until now, the team members still couldn't determine whether it was a god or a ghost. But the powerful pressure emanating from it made the team members know that they were no match for it. It was too late to contact Huang Miao, so the team members could only fight to the death.

More and more ghosts gathered, and they fell into an indescribable state of madness. This madness made them extremely difficult to deal with, and even though the team members showed their strengths, they gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Xunpan represents wind. I beg for help from Samadhi Divine Wind and grant amnesty!" Zhang Lingyu stood on the Xunpan, made a gesture with his fingers, and a strong wind blew up instantly.

"Bang!" However, to Zhang Lingyu's surprise, the Bagua plate under his feet shattered in an instant.

He raised his head suddenly and saw that the four-armed Bodhisattva was withdrawing one of his hands. Obviously, it was the one who did all this!
Zhang Lingyu was shocked. He had never thought that the array would be destroyed. For a moment, he lost the means to cast spells and was almost instantly overwhelmed by the ghosts.

At the critical moment, the fat man rushed into the ghost crowd and pulled Zhang Lingyu out regardless of his own safety, but he also suffered a lot of injuries.

Feng Baobao, who was the strongest fighter, also looked exhausted. The giant snake appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if it would disappear at any time.

"Puff!" The four-armed Bodhisattva waved his hand lightly, and a force directly dispersed the two door gods invited by the old smoker. Even the two portraits spontaneously combusted without fire and quickly turned into ashes.

The old smoker spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered to the ground. Taoist Qingfeng saw this and wielded his peach wood sword to block the attack while supporting the old smoker and fighting back.

However, they were trapped in a desperate situation with nowhere to escape.

In the final analysis, whether it is Zhang Lingyu's Bagua plate or Lao Yangui's method of sending gods, their power depends on the strength of the user. If Zhang Lingyu's strength exceeds that of the four-armed bodhisattva, the array plate will not break even if he attacks. The same is true for Lao Yangui. If he is highly skilled in Taoism and can directly ask the door god to help instead of just a wisp of power, he will naturally not be so embarrassed.

But at this moment, the strength of the team members was far different from that of the Four-Armed Bodhisattva. Although these ghosts could not do anything to them, once the Four-Armed Bodhisattva attacked, they would be powerless to fight back.

After a while, several people were covered in wounds and could only stand by supporting each other.

"I'll buy you some time, you better find a way to leave!" Wang Cheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with difficulty, still trying to stand in front of the team members.

But the fat man held him back and smiled weakly: "We are from the government. Only the core bureau stands in front of others to protect them. How can others stand in front of us and let us escape?"

Zhang Lingyu's voice came immediately: "You can't escape... There is only one outcome now, and that is a life-and-death struggle. Wang Cheng, Taoist Qingfeng, you are not members of the core team, so there is no need to stay here. We still have some strength left, so we will help you fight your way out. You can go as far as you can!"

The other team members nodded one after another. At this moment, they fully demonstrated the responsibility of core members.

However, Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng both shook their heads.

"Impossible. If we go, we go together. If we die, we die together. What is there to be afraid of!" Wang Cheng still behaves very free and easy.

Taoist Qingfeng was even more determined: "I have lived enough. If I have to go, it will be you. I will die without regrets if I can protect you!"

"Want to leave?" At this moment, the deafening voice of the Four-Armed Bodhisattva sounded again, "None of you can leave. This world will soon be mine. When that time comes, you will all submit to me and worship the Four-Armed Bodhisattva!"

"Dream on!" Zhang Lingyu spat out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit, "Today, we represent the core bureau and will fight to the death!"

Wang Cheng smiled heartily upon hearing this: "Master, I am honored to represent Wudang Sect today to defend the righteousness of the world!"

Taoist Qingfeng tightly grasped the remaining half of the peach wood sword in his hand, looked at the ghosts rushing towards him without fear, and said word by word: "Exorcising demons and defending the way is our duty!"

Although they were all very weak, they did not retreat a single step.

Amid the gusts of cold wind, among the endless crowd of ghosts, the figures of a few people seemed so small.

The four-armed Bodhisattva that reached the sky and the earth stood condescendingly, looking down at them with a weird smile on his face.

For a few people, they seemed to be completely unable to hear the sounds around them. At this moment, only one thought drove them to continue fighting... (End of this chapter)