I used folk talismans to ward off the evil spirit.

Within a few breaths, more than a dozen people's leather lanterns were punctured and fell to the ground, and the eerie green flames went out of control and exploded directly.

"Don't panic, everyone hide under the white light!"

Jiang Jun gathered the crowd together and accepted the protection of "Ghostly Sorrow".

The human skin lantern hovered unwillingly in the air, but it could not break through the protection of the bracelet. Instead, several of its kind were pierced by the light needles.

"This...Your Majesty?" A girl beside Jiang Jun looked at him timidly. "Do you know what's going on here?"

"Your Majesty? What a strange title!" Jiang Jun thought to himself, but before he could speak, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

His original jacket and jeans had somehow transformed into a black robe and a twelve-tassel crown, exuding an ancient Chinese style.

The bag she was carrying was gone. The folk notebook inside seemed to have fallen into the void.

Jiang Jun was already tall and imposing, and wearing this imperial robe did not look out of place at all; on the contrary, it made him appear very dignified and imposing.

"Huh?!" He couldn't help but mentally scream, "Isn't this a bit too melodramatic?"

Fortunately, the twelve tassels of the crown hung down, and a seemingly real yet illusory power concealed his face.

He simply used the power of the talisman to stimulate his vocal cords, giving himself a new voice.

"This is the Mirror Realm. You were swept here by that fog just now."

He looked around and found that behind him was still Cemetery No. 3, while in front of him, what should have been a funeral street had turned into an ancient city wall ruins park 20 kilometers away.

But both the cemetery and the park appeared desolate and dilapidated, shrouded in gloom, with an ominous atmosphere.

Although the Qingming Festival has arrived and the plants are thriving, this place is a scene of withered grass and barren willows, devoid of any vitality.

"This mirrored ghost world should be a projection of the real world, but it's been distorted," Jiang Jun guessed.

"But why am I the only one dressed as an ancient emperor? Everyone else is clearly still in their original attire?"

What makes me so special? A transmigrator? Blessed by the spirit of a talisman? Or a folk notebook? Or perhaps...?

"Ah! Lanterns! They're here again! So many lanterns!" someone exclaimed, pointing into the distance.

Jiang Jun looked up and saw an endless stream of human skin lanterns, like moths to a flame, drifting in from afar.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Although the purple light needles of "Ghostly Sorrow" showed no signs of weakening and even seemed to grow stronger with each battle, they were still unable to deal with so many targets at the same time.

The endless stream of human skin lanterns, despite their own damage, forcefully broke into Garlic Fragrance's protective range and pounced on the crowd.

"Ah—" The crowd screamed and pushed towards Jiang Jun, and a stampede was about to occur.

"You're courting death!" Jiang Jun shouted coldly, flicking his fingers lightly. Rays of purple light shot out from his fingertips, killing the menacing human-skin lanterns.

However, as the number of human skin lanterns increased, even though Jiang Jun was not afraid, he still had no way to protect so many ordinary people.

His mind raced as he looked around.

The cemetery behind us was deathly silent. The changes in reality did not seem to have affected this place yet, but there was no guarantee that an even greater crisis would not occur.

Although a large number of human skin lanterns hover in the ancient city wall ruins park ahead, the intensity of these eerie things is controllable and they have a physical form, unlike ghosts that ignore the laws of physics.

"We definitely shouldn't go to the cemetery. The park is spacious, but there should be some kind of management office or similar building; we could go there and hide there for a while."

Thinking of this, he asked loudly, "Who is familiar with the Ancient City Wall Park? Do you know where the management office is?"

A young man nearby quickly raised his hand: "I know, it's over there!"

Jiang Jun pulled him in front of him: "Lead the way! Don't worry, I'll protect you!"

The young man suppressed his fear and forced himself to walk forward.

Jiang Jun followed closely behind, wielding the "Strange Encounter" bracelet to protect them in the air.

The crowd behind was in chaos, everyone wishing they had more legs, pushing and shoving, all vying for the first spot behind Jiang Jun.

"Ah!" The girl who had initially called him "Your Majesty" was dragged to the ground by a blond thug, letting out a desperate cry, "Help!"

Jiang Jun frowned, raised his hand and placed "Ghostly Sorrow" behind him, emitting a strong garlic aroma that forced the human skin lantern back.

"Girl, hurry up and keep up!" A middle-aged woman gritted her teeth, took a step back, and pulled the girl up.

The blond-haired guy, in his rush to get a spot, accidentally stepped on a broken brick and fell to the ground.

"No—" Huang Mao screamed in agony as he was trampled by the crowd behind him. His eyes widened in anger, and he coughed up blood. It was clear that his internal organs had been injured and he was about to die.

Jiang Jun's eyebrows furrowed, and he roared, "Don't rush, line up! I can protect you!"

Seeing the yellow-haired man's miserable state, the others, though initially shocked, managed to regain some composure.

In the crowd, someone stepped forward and directed the crowd to form two lines, following Jiang Jun in a tense but orderly manner.

Before long, the park management office came into view. Its gates were tightly closed, and the windows were boarded up.

Outside the gate, there were several clumps of vomit, already dried, looking like they had been there for a day or two.

Jiang Jun told the young man to stop and left the "Ghostly Sorrow" in mid-air so that it could shoot down the human skin lanterns and protect everyone.

He stepped forward, using the power of the sedative to protect himself, and then gave it a heavy push.

The management office used an antique-style wooden door, which shouldn't have been difficult for him to push open with his current strength, but he encountered resistance from inside.

"Is someone inside?"

He realized what was happening and raised his hand to knock on the door: "Friend inside, please open the door."

The person inside didn't respond, but just kept pressing against the door.

Jiang Jun's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he was about to offer a few more words of advice.

A few hot-tempered individuals stepped forward from the crowd and began pounding on the door: "Open the door! Otherwise, we'll kick it down, and nobody will have a good time!"

As if they knew they outnumbered the others, the people guarding the door seemed somewhat panicked.

Several voices hurriedly discussed a few words.

An old woman reluctantly opened the door: "Come in quickly! You bastards, you're going to kill us!"

Jiang Jun glanced around but found no ambush, so he called everyone inside while he used "Ghostly Sorrow" to continue hunting for human skin lanterns.

Using a clone of a talisman to deal with monsters can earn merit and enhance the power of the talisman's original form.

Similarly, when the deity that suppresses evil spirits eliminates them, it can also increase merit and enhance strength.

This is also why "Ghostly Sorrow" has fought for so long without suffering any losses, but instead has become stronger with each battle.

Jiang Jun regretted it somewhat: "If I had known, I would have brought 'The Ghostly Prohibition' with me. Hanging it on the window should have prevented the human skin lantern from continuing to haunt me."

Because "Gui Bu Xu" is mainly used to ward off evil spirits and cannot attack on its own, and because the other party's spirit is rather socially awkward, he did not bring it with him on this trip to sweep the tombs.

As a result, they regretted not having enough of the necessary items when they needed them.