After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 186 Meeting Tang Wuqi Again

"Why?" Mo Lin's first reaction was confusion.

This is a normal human reaction.

"A great disaster is befalling Black Rock City, don't go." The Three Nightmare Immortals reminded Mo Lin again.

"I'm going to Black Stone Street to look for my friend Shuanghun, and my sister also asked me to go to the Zhenwu Temple."

Mo Lin had reasons why he had to go to Junyan City.

"Can you tell me what disaster there is? Can I avoid it?" Mo Lin took a deep breath and asked the Three Nightmare Immortals again.

"If you insist on going to Junyan City, I won't stop you. I can only tell you that I can't go to Junyan City. If you get into trouble, I won't be able to help you solve it."

Before Mo Lin could ask anything more, the Three Nightmare Immortals waved their hands, and Mo Lin suddenly woke up from the high-speed train as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Mo Lin looked at the people around him, and it was clear that there was nothing unusual about them.

Mo Lin calmed himself down and then devoted himself to practicing the Dao Willpower Technique to soften the willpower in his body.

Zhenwu Temple.

Many people come here to burn incense.

People come and go, and everyone comes to pray for peace.

When you enter the Zhenwu Temple, the smell of incense is particularly strong.

There are people at the door to greet tourists who come to burn incense.

Zhenwu Temple is divided into the front yard and the back yard.

The front yard is where ordinary people come to burn incense.

The backyard is where people in the Zhenwu Temple stay and eat.

There are Taoist priests maintaining order at the door.

There were people in the yard giving directions to tourists.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared and grabbed Mo Lin's hand.

"Oh my God! Ancestors! You are finally here." The young man muttered while grabbing Mo Lin's wrist.

"We have been waiting for you for half a month. Why did you come just now?"

"Ah" Mo Lin was confused as he looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him.

He didn't know the other person, but the other person obviously knew him.

"My name is Li Lezhi, and I am the successor of Zhenwu Temple." Li Lezhi took the initiative to introduce himself to Mo Lin.

"Do you know me?" Mo Lin pointed at himself and asked Li Lezhi in confusion.

"Your sister came to the Zhenwu Temple before, and she introduced you to us."

Li Lezhi brought Mo Lin to the backyard.

After walking through several corridors, we came to a room.

"Master, Molin is here." Li Lezhi walked into the room and said slowly.

A skinny old man stood up in the room.

The old man was about 1.8 meters tall, skinny, with a skeleton and sallow skin.

Not a single bit of meat can be seen.

"Friend Mo Lin, you are finally here."

The old man slowly stood up and opened his dry eyes.

"This is what your sister left for you." The old man took out a painting and handed it to Mo Lin.

This is an ancient painting.

Above is a man wearing a white Taoist robe and holding a long sword.

There is a line of small characters engraved next to it: Picture of Zhenwu Emperor.

The person in this painting is the Great Emperor Zhenwu.

"What are you giving me this for?" Mo Lin asked the skinny old man in confusion.

The skinny old man seemed not to have heard Mo Lin's words, and said to himself: "I've given you the things, and now you have to fulfill your promise."

"What promise?"

"Help my Zhenwu Temple to survive this disaster." The skinny old man said slowly.

Disaster?

Mo Lin recalled the reminder given by the Three Nightmare Immortals.

This disaster is particularly dangerous.

"Your sister said that if she gives you this painting, you will help us get through this disaster." The skinny old man said again.

In other words, everything here today was arranged by Mo Lin's sister. Mo Lin didn't like being led by the nose, and he didn't know what the use of this painting was.

"I'm sorry, I can't take care of this matter." Mo Lin put down the picture of Zhenwu Emperor and refused.

"The enemy this time is a heretic. He is also the murderer of your parents and the culprit for the destruction of Jiangzhou."

The skinny old man spoke as if he was reciting lines from a script. These words were what Mo Haiyue had taught him to say before.

"They came here for this picture of Zhenwu Emperor."

Mo Lin fell silent instantly.

Mo Haiyue told him about her family affairs.

Jiangzhou suffered a disaster and both his parents died.

"What else do you know?" Mo Lin asked the skinny old man.

The skinny old man shook his head. "I don't know anything else. Your sister told me all these things."

Mo Lin took a look at the Zhenwu map, then put away the map of Zhenwu Emperor.

"Okay, I'll take care of this matter."

The skinny old man arranged a room for Mo Lin.

The room was very clean and had obviously been prepared before Mo Lin arrived.

Li Lezhi came to Mo Lin at this time, "Brother Mo, if you need anything, just tell me."

"I'm going to Blackstone Street."

"Black Stone Street? I'm familiar with it. I'll take you there."

So Li Lezhi took Mo Lin to Black Stone Street.

It is called Black Stone Street, but it is actually located on a barren hill.

Li Lezhi pointed to a pothole and said to Mo Lin, "That's Black Stone Street."

Li Lezhi took out a red rope and tied it around Mo Lin.

"If you get lost in the Blackstone Streets, you can follow the red rope back."

Mo Lin nodded and walked to the pothole.

When Mo Lin stepped onto the ground, it was like a drop of water falling into the lake, creating ripples.

Then the world in front of Mo Lin changed drastically.

Although it was dark, it was exceptionally bright here.

You can see every place clearly.

There are some broken souls floating around.

These souls float aimlessly in the air, and after a certain period of time they will disappear.

There is a strong ghost atmosphere here.

Mo Lin used the Five Internal Organs Hiding Ghost Technique, and a white ghost slowly emerged from Mo Lin's mouth.

The ghost mother, who was barefoot and wearing white clothes, stretched lazily.

The ghost mother stopped stretching with her hands in mid-air and looked towards the east.

"Sir...there are people there." The ghost mother pointed her index finger to the east.

"who?"

"Tang Wuqi, who had a fight with you in Xuyue City before, is in the east." The ghost mother said again.

Mo Lin's pupils suddenly shrank. Tang Wuqi was not dead yet.

Last time in Xuyue City, Tang Wuqi summoned the boy Shancai and almost killed Mo Lin.

Later, Mo Lin killed Tang Wuqi, but he didn't expect to meet him again.

Is this guy really unkillable?

Or is there some secret?
"No..." The ghost mother suddenly held her breath, "This breath has the body of an evil god..."

The ghost mother looked up at Mo Lin and asked, "Are we going to deal with them?"

"What are our chances of winning?"

"We won't lose." The ghost mother said with certainty.

"Since we won't lose, let's go see what's going on."

So the ghost mother took Mo Lin to the east.

This place is similar to the underworld.

The ghost aura is strong. The Ghost Mother is here like a dragon entering the sea, and can fully display her strength.

(End of this chapter)