Mythology

Chapter 255: Jumping Out of the Chessboard and Making a Move
It was already evening when they left the government office.

Du Chang was responsible for pushing the cart and was afraid of any bumps on the road.

There was still more than half an hour before night fell, but there were no passers-by in the streets and alleys. The whole city was eerily quiet, and only abandoned houses could be seen occasionally.

Fear is spreading and the situation in the city is deteriorating.

Once a mortal dies unjustly, there is a high probability that he will become a wandering ghost. With the Yin energy content of the Ten Absolute Formation, he will become a demon in a few days.

As expected, a few detectives from the government were unable to prevent the fall of Shijue City.

Liu Zhishang probably also understood this, and he never stopped smoking.

Yang He quietly attached the eye worms to the bodies of the constables. They all had previously reached the fetal transformation stage, but unfortunately, they were affected by the Ten Absolute Formations, and the evil ghosts had fallen asleep in their organs.

The constables have all become ordinary people, but they are doing the most dangerous and tiring jobs.

"Du Chang, how long has it been since you recovered your memory?"

"Return to the real person, four days."

"Is it difficult for Liu Zhishang and the others to recover their memories?"

"Yes, everyone took pills before entering the Ten Absolute Formation. If they didn't recover immediately, it means their memories have been damaged, and there is a high probability that they will be destroyed along with the formation."

Du Chang's words sounded somewhat mournful. Normally, he never dared to consider leaving the Ten Absolute Formation because he did not see any hope at all.

"Master, there is actually not much difference. After all, we are not second generation disciples and cannot achieve immortality of souls. It is just a matter of dying earlier or later."

"What about Chanjiao?"

Du Chang couldn't help but laugh at himself: "The Ten Absolute Formations were set up by the Jie Sect, but we are not as good as the Xian Sect in handling them. I heard that the Xian Sect has gathered two to three hundred people at the subway station."

Yang He was very satisfied with the execution ability of Yang Jian and his colleagues.

The immortals were fighting openly and secretly. They used the twelve subway platforms throughout the city to help themselves get a bunch of tools.

Yang He closed his eyes and sensed that the flesh and blood subway had grown to twenty-first carriage.

It is conceivable how strong the Yin energy accumulated by hundreds of tools would be. It should be enough for him to rebuild the Nuo image and imitate the laws of heaven and earth.

Jingle Bell.

Suddenly, everyone heard a phone ringing in a shop along the street.

"Keep going, it's Ghostland No. 032."

Liu Zhishang lent a hand to Du Chang, and everyone avoided the shop where the ringing sound came from.

Yang He then learned about the division of the ghost realm from Du Chang.

The government has numbered the ghost areas according to how dangerous they are. Ghost area No. 032 refers to the crying phone. A phone will appear out of nowhere anywhere in the city, and when you answer it, you will hear only crying.

Once you hear crying, it means you are being targeted by the 032 ghost realm.

Then the crying calls would come without warning, and if I didn't answer one of them, my head would disappear out of thin air.

"Head?"

Yang He raised his eyebrows, feeling that it would be one of his offspring again.

Seeing this, he exuded a trace of immortal aura, and the ringing of the bells suddenly stopped. Then, bells rang in dozens of shops on the entire street.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

The ringing sounded extremely exciting, just like a wanderer who had been away from home for several years seeing his relatives, and he couldn't wait to come to Yang He's side along the telephone line.

Yang He quickly tried to calm her down, and the ringing finally calmed down again.

There was an old and worn-out disk telephone in the wooden box, which meant that he could make a call immediately if he was in danger.

"Liu Tou'er, how about we... wait a little longer, tomorrow morning..."

"Shut up!!"

Liu Zhishang's eyes turned red. "You all should know how many ghost areas there are in the city. If the number continues to increase, it won't be long before more than 80% of the city will fall."

"The most urgent matter is the Lishi Building, there are more than 400 people inside!!!"

He was a little hysterical, but then he realized that he had lost control and slowed down his tone. "Don't forget that we have the Incorruptible Poison Man. If we place him on the haunted floor, we can evacuate the Lishi Building."

Everyone noticed that something was wrong with Liu Zhishang and dared not neglect him any longer.

Not long after, we arrived at the door of Lishi Building.

The Lisi Building has eight floors and stands on the corner of the street. After learning that it was haunted, most of the nearby residents have moved out, making it look extremely desolate.

The entrance and exit were half open, and the yellow cordon swayed gently in the wind.

Yang He had not sensed any evil spirits. The Ten Absolute Formation, which had expanded four times, was calmer than before, but that did not mean that the formation was safe.

The Ten Absolute Formations are already a quagmire that is enough to trap even an immortal.

Along the way, the frequency of the increase in spiritual vision was very strange. There was obviously nothing unusual, but the spiritual vision was sometimes intense and sometimes quiet.

Everyone was frowning, as everyone knew that this was a life-threatening journey.

Du Chang was even more worried about Master Wen, as he couldn't understand the latter's purpose. It was said that this Master Wen had done a lot of poison making on living people on Jiulong Island.

"Liu Tou'er, should we start from the bottom floor?"

"Not urgent."

Liu Zhishang lit a cigarette and puffed out the smoke in silence.

"Boss, you..."

“See no evil and hear no evil.”

Liu Zhishang smoked one cigarette after another, the flames of the cigarette butts flickering, reflecting his extremely tense face.

Sudden.

Lights came on on the fourth floor of the building.

The light was not bright, as if covered by a layer of gauze.

Liu Zhishang's breathing suddenly stagnated and he almost dropped his cigarette, because behind the glass on the fourth floor, a series of distorted figures slowly emerged.

The figure was pressed against the glass, as if affected by an invisible force, struggling to escape from the enclosed space.

Liu Zhishang's throat tightened and his heart beat violently.

"We will first take the Uncorrupted Poison Man to the fourth floor to suppress the ghosts, and then search for survivors floor by floor. Regardless of success or failure, we must leave the Lishi Building before dark."

He wanted to enter the building, but no one responded. "Why are you all standing there?"

An old constable stepped forward and grabbed Liu Zhishang's arm tightly.

"Liu Tou'er, those people just now were not alive. The more than 400 people who survived in the Lishi Building are dead, right?"

"impossible!"

Liu Zhishang's eyes widened and he repeated "impossible" with gritted teeth.

"Liu Tou'er!!"

"Since a ghost realm has already formed inside, why do you want us to die? You know that it is impossible to eliminate a ghost realm!!!"

Du Chang did not interrupt. If Yang He had not been there, he would have escaped immediately.

He chose to hide in the government office not because of his identity as a constable, but because he could know the exact location of the ghost realm and avoid danger in advance.

Liu Zhishang didn't reply, but kept looking up at the sky anxiously.

"It's too late. The Lisi Building will be completely closed at night."

"Liu Tou'er, you... have gone crazy. You can't keep making mistakes. We are not the saviors. Shi Jue City is destined to become..."

Before the young constable could finish his words, Liu Zhishang grabbed his neck.

The others quickly pulled them apart.

Liu Zhishang fell to his knees helplessly, covering his face and crying, "They are all dead!"

"Who?"

"Wang Qiming and all the detectives died in the No. 003 Ghost Domain Tea Garden. The area of ​​the ghost domain increased tenfold last night. Even the detectives on standby at the government office were mostly killed or injured!!"

Liu Zhishang collapsed and covered his head, and his forehead hit the ground heavily.

Everyone then realized that the reason no one stopped them from leaving the government office was simply because all the constables in the city had died.

After venting his emotions, Liu Zhishang took over Du Chang's cart.

"Don't worry about me, just go home."

After receiving Yang He's message, Du Chang obediently stepped aside and allowed Liu Zhishang to carry the wooden box into the freight elevator in the lobby.

The freight elevator made a creaking noise and slowly moved to the fourth floor.

As he was about to head to the ghost realm, Liu Zhishang calmed down again, lit a corpse oil candle, and the dim candlelight illuminated an area within half a meter, and his body temperature dropped sharply.

He had no intention of leaving alive, and his heart was filled with despair about the future.

This city is beyond repair.

Liu Zhishang just wanted to find a suitable way to die. If he could find a way to completely eliminate the ghost realm, he might be able to save millions of people.

The moment the freight elevator opened, he pushed the wooden box into the corridor without hesitation.

The fourth floor was originally an office area, but it was now in a mess, with scattered papers stained with blood, but there were no bodies.

Liu Zhishang took out three coffin nails and inserted them into the wall next to the freight elevator.

The coffin nails can temporarily block the ghosts and seal the room.

pat.

Liu Zhishang heard the footsteps and turned back nervously but did not notice anything strange. He hurriedly took the wooden box to the southwest corner, then began to set up a simple altar and inserted three incense sticks in front of the wooden box.

pat.

The footsteps came closer and closer, but when I looked back, there was still nothing.

Cold sweat broke out on Liu Zhishang's forehead, and the footsteps seemed to be already in front of him.

The flame of the corpse oil candle flickered and burned at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Yin paper stuck to the chest was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

pat.

He felt a gust of cold wind blowing from bottom to top, and when he looked down, he saw a pool of dark red blood that had seeped out of the floor at some point.

The blood slowly spread and formed a strange human face with a hideous smile.

Liu Zhishang took out half of the dog's heart and crushed it hard.

His consciousness was spinning and his human face was screaming. This evil object could hurt ghosts, but it was Liu Zhishang's last resort.

Bang bang bang.

Liu Zhishang kowtowed towards the wooden box, and the incense and candles began to burn without any fire.

He showed a look of joy. Incense and candles would only react when they came into contact with corpse poison, which meant that the poison had taken effect.

At this moment, there were endless strange rustling noises.

Liu Zhishang leaned against the wall. Not far away on the floor were a lot of dead faces, all with lifeless eyes. Soon there were more than a hundred of them.

He subconsciously felt his arms and found that all his Yin objects were used up.

"Haha."

Liu Zhishang felt that he was extremely ridiculous in the ghost realm. Perhaps a non-corrupted poisonous person could kill the fourth-level ghost face, but it was meaningless.

What the hell is the number of this place.

The government is just deceiving itself, the number may have already reached 100.

Tens of thousands of people die inexplicably every day...

Liu Zhishang felt a pain in his ankle, and a ghost face burrowed into his flesh, wriggling towards his head little by little, as if to replace his original facial features.

Click.

The wooden box cracked open, and an inexplicable peek passed by.

He didn't react, and then he heard Yang He's whisper in his ear, "Liu Zhishang, do you want to live? Do you want to solve the ghost domain?"

"I……"

Yang He raised the corner of his mouth and a bold idea came to his mind.

He understood how to have the ten sons of the Yang family replace the ten heavenly kings.

(End of this chapter)