Yin Changsheng

Chapter 235 Two Jiangli
The little fat man's face was pale, and I continued to tell the little fat man, "Also, these villagers are quite normal during the day, but at night, all of them have a lump on their foreheads. This kind of unified appearance must be organized They followed the trajectory of the red lanterns and kept walking inside, wondering if they wanted to participate in some kind of market, but I think this village is probably a ghost village."

The little fat man was shocked, he quickly closed the door, and dragged me into the courtyard, "I'm going to go, I don't know what's outside, if you are caught by these things, you I'm as good as your master, but I can't, I'm useless except for listening to a lot of stories and knowing a few things, so I'll be hanged up sooner or later!"

"Aren't you too timid?" I looked at him helplessly and said.

The little fat man rolled his eyes at me, "I said brother, you are not afraid of heaven and earth, you are heroes, I am different from you, I am not a Taoist priest, it is your duty to subdue demons, it is my duty Just to make money, make some things and go back to honor my master, I cherish this life!"

Seeing his timid look, I became even more courageous, and I dragged him out of the door, and was dragged out by me.

Along the way, we followed behind these people and walked towards the inside. After walking for about half an hour, a long bridge suddenly appeared in front of us. These people staggered across the bridge and walked towards the other side. Walking, what's even more strange is that the surrounding area is filled with a strong Yin Qi, permeating the entire valley.

The little fat man's face turned pale with fright, he grabbed my clothes and said, "Chen Xiao, if my mother dies here, I must be buried with you, because you dragged me to die here!"

I couldn't help smiling, turned my head to look at the little fat man and said, "Okay, I have a lot of friends in the underworld, maybe I can give you an official job, and being a little ghost is not bad." of."

The little fat man's whole face sank, and he looked at me innocently, "Master Chen Xiao, I'm calling you master, don't mess around. If your master is here, I still feel like my head is still on me, follow me You always feel like your head is on your trouser belt."

I smiled smugly, you have underestimated your grandpa Chen too much.

I followed these people on the bridge, only to find that the most terrifying thing about this bridge is that there is a layer of transparency under your feet, and you can clearly see the cliffs, streams, rushing rivers, and various gravels. My heart is in my throat.

The entire bridge is about 1000 meters long. Walking up it is wobbly, as if the whole person will fall down at any time. This kind of mental pressure is the most tormenting person, but these dead people have no psychological burden at all, and they are safe and sound. Go inside.

When walking to the other end of the bridge, in front of you is a several-storey stone house built next to the cliff of Kunlun Mountain, surrounded by red lanterns, exactly the same as the one in the village.

The inside is even more lively, there are all kinds of sounds of beating gongs and drums, as well as the sound of singing and playing.

As soon as I walked in, there were a lot of big round tables. There were about a dozen tables, and each table had seats for ten people. They sat down at the table, and there were only two people at this table, which seemed inconspicuous.

The little fat man was trembling all over, looked at me extremely worried and said, "Chen Xiao, are you crazy?"

The direction of the table is facing the red table in front, the size of the table is only about three meters long, it looks a bit interesting, there are two people wearing black and white clothes on it, like acting a story, if it is not for black and white impermanence, I will see However, I know what it looks like, otherwise I would really be fooled by the two performers above.

The whole village is full of dead people, and there is a special place for dead people to have fun here. If General Yin didn't do it, I really don't believe anyone can have such ability.

It's just that General Yin gathered these dead people together and let them live in Kunlun Mountains, why? Shouldn't all the dead people go to the Yin Division to report, why did they all gather here.

If the people in the Yin Division knew about it, this General Yin might not have a good time.

It is rumored that General Yin and King Wu of Zhou are friends. Why do I feel that there is a vague taste of rebellion? Rather than saying it is a rebellion, it is better to say that this person wants to establish a Yin Division in Kunlun Mountain?
However, there is no evidence for these, and it is not clear what General Yin is planning.

Then the two people who played black and white impermanence began to sing a ditty. Although I couldn't understand what they sang, I could see the general meaning, that is, Bai Wuchang took money from the rich people in the yang world and wanted to give it to them in the underworld. A good position, not going to hell, Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang had some disputes, but they still compromised.

I couldn't help but feel a little bit interesting in my heart, I don't know if I'm saying in disguise that the Yin Division's actions are unfair. Could it be that this Yin general really wants to replace him.

The two people who played the role of Black and White Impermanence hurried off the stage after singing a ditty, and then a man walked in from behind the door. He was wearing a long black coat, and he had a sinister aura all over his body. A scar that looked extremely hostile.

He had a low face and couldn't see his appearance clearly.

It's just that scar, which is extremely conspicuous. He has an aura that doesn't belong here at all, and he walked in with heavy steps. At that moment, all the people around him knelt down one after another. The little fat man and I met He hurriedly hid aside and knelt down to avoid being discovered.

At this time, the man smiled coldly, looked at the people around him and said, "Today is the festival of Undead Village, you don't have to go to hell to suffer, you can enjoy life here."

As soon as the words fell, everyone applauded. They seemed to trust him very much. In this way, this person should be General Yin, but he was wearing a black top hat, which completely blocked his appearance.

At this time, the man spoke again, "Since someone has come, don't hide in hiding. There should be no breath of living people here. Whoever sneaks in, just come out."

I froze for a moment, this general Yin has such a sensitive nose, did he spot me all of a sudden? The little fat man seemed to be frightened, he kept grabbing my wrist, looked at me indignantly, and said, "Damn, Didn't you say it's okay!"

I shrugged, how could I know that this Yin general's nose is more sensitive than a dog's.

I immediately stood up, looked at the man solemnly and said, "Since I'm here, I didn't intend to hide. I came here just to find you. I said straight to the point, whatever you do here, follow me." It's okay, I'm here to change the key with you."

As soon as these words came out, the whole venue fell silent instantly, and those who were playing and playing stopped, as if my words seemed to frighten them.

At this time, General Yin smiled grimly, showing a row of white teeth, and said, "There are only two kinds of people who come to me to change keys, one is the dead, and the other is the dying."

I immediately took out my dharma sword, looked at him aggressively, and shouted forcefully, "I am the head teacher of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and I brought a human leather flute here to exchange for the key."

This general Yin suddenly withdrew his smile and looked towards me with an extremely serious expression. He slowly walked down from the stage and approached me step by step.

That cold feeling was the first time in my history that I felt oppressed and out of breath.

This kind of yin energy is too strong, worthy of being the person who created the Yinshan School of magic.

He whispered into my ear coldly, "Are you Jiang Li's apprentice?"

My heart sank, this General Yin actually knew who I was and that I was Jiang Li's apprentice, it seemed not easy, I underestimated him.

Originally thought that General Yin was nothing more than a Taoist traitor, and later joined forces with King Wu of Zhou, but now it seems that this person is not small, and only Jiang Li can subdue him.

The little fat man trembled all over, and quickly said to General Yin, "This matter has nothing to do with me. If you want to kill him, kill him. I'm just passing by."

At this time, General Yin turned his face to look at the little fat man, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly smiled coldly, "Half-human, half-ghost, who the hell are you?"

I froze for a moment, General Yin didn't ask me, but the little fat man.

The little fat man smirked at him, "I feel like I'm about to die." With tears in his eyes, he couldn't laugh or cry, and seemed to have a hint of despair in his tone.

I grabbed the little fat man's hand, pulled it behind me, and swung the magic sword towards General Yin, probably because of my sudden attack, which made him hard to guard against, and I immediately scolded, "I'm here to make a deal with you!" , don't come here to scare people, or I won't have time to play with you!"

"Kacha" - with a sound, the hat on General Yin's head was instantly cut in half by me.

Falling to the ground, the moment he raised his head, he looked at me with an extremely angry expression.

I was dumbfounded, that face looks exactly like Jiang Li's, it can be said to be Jiang Li's face, but there is a scar on the face, a trace of vicissitudes, and Jiang Li's cold and arrogant fairy spirit is the same completely different.

"Bang——" There was another bang, and an extremely powerful force broke through the door, and it was Jiang Li who walked in. He walked in with cold eyes, and yelled coldly, "Who dares to touch my apprentice?" !"

Two identical faces, one positive and one evil, suddenly collided and stared at each other, forming an invisible air current collision.

The little fat man and I looked at each other in blank dismay, this...what the hell is going on?

(End of this chapter)