The ultimate master in the city

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a young man in a somewhat worn leather coat walking solemnly alongside the ghostly soldiers amidst the forest of ghostly soldiers.

However, his serious demeanor made him seem out of place.

Who else could this be but Zhou Fengchen?

Monk Yuanzhi rubbed his eyes, looked again, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

Zhang Shisan couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap!"

The nun, Kuzhu, looked on in disbelief and quickly chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha!"

The thin and small shaman Shen Bowang blinked, completely bewildered.

Han Fei stared blankly.

Su Luncai's eyes widened in disbelief. "This...this..."

A-Ling cried out in alarm, looking at Shangguan Xianyun, "Heavens! Princess, this person is mixed up with the ghost soldiers!"

Shangguan Xianyun blinked her beautiful big eyes, staring at Zhou Fengchen intently. Subconsciously, she took out a lollipop, untied her veil, and ate it.

The group of people here were already quite shocked, but Zhou Fengchen in the ghost soldier team made an even more outrageous move.

He actually took out a cigarette as he walked, put it in his mouth, then patted one of the ghost soldiers in front of him and handed him a lighter, indicating that he should light it for him.

The key point is... that ghost soldier actually helped by clicking, and he did it very seriously.

Then... Zhou Fengchen smacked his lips, patted the other person's shoulder, as if praising: Well done.

"Holy crap!"

"Awesome!"

"Waaaaah..."

Zhang Shisan and his group were all talking at once, not knowing how to describe their feelings.

Shangguan Xianyun narrowed her eyes, seemingly smiling, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Monk Yuanzhi went berserk for some unknown reason, standing up abruptly and waving his hand as if to shout. Zhang Shisan was terrified and quickly pulled him back down to squat down. "What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?"

Monk Yuanzhi's face turned pale. "Is my brother dead? How did he end up serving in the underworld?"

Zhang Shisan said, "No way. Although I don't know what happened, to be honest, I admire no one among the younger generation except Brother Zhou, who isn't even on the rankings. I've never seen such a young and capable person. He must have his reasons for doing this!"

The two gave rather high praise, which surprised the people around them.

At this moment, Zhou Fengchen, who was in the ghost army, seemed to have noticed the situation. He looked at the empty riverbank in front of him, then turned his head and gave a meaningful smile to the bushes where everyone was hiding, and even made a V-sign.

"Uh!" Zhang Shisan and his group were dumbfounded.

The ghostly army gradually moved away, crossed the wooden bridge over the river to the other side, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zhou Fengchen also disappeared along with them.

Zhang Shisan and the others all stood up, exchanging bewildered glances.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Are these ghostly soldiers going to kill the Scattering Flower Ghost King?"

"But what would Zhou Fengchen be doing going along?"

"What a strange person!"

……

Zhou Fengchen was extremely excited, his blood was boiling, and every cell in his body was throbbing.

Battle in the underworld!

Just thinking about it is exciting! This trip to western Hunan was definitely worth it.

He looked at the ghostly soldiers in front of him and behind him. These ghostly soldiers did not speak and were lifeless, but with the ghost messenger Mao Wenlong beside him, they were quite easy to get along with.

He asked Mao Wenlong, "Little Mao, what's your real identity? You seem really powerful, even these ghost soldiers are giving you face."

Little Mao...

Mao Wenlong's face twitched slightly, and he said, "I am a Hell Inspector, with a special duty: to arrest those in the no-man's-land of the City Gods... Alright! I can't say any more!"

Zhou Fengchen pouted, "As if I'm so eager to know. Tell me the truth, what are you planning to make me do? Let's make it clear first, I'm just going to watch the fun, I'm not going to do anything."

Mao Wenlong waved his hand, "You don't need to do anything, just watch. I'm just afraid you won't be able to resist!"

Zhou Fengchen chuckled, "Me, unable to resist? Am I crazy?"

Just then, Mao Wenlong shushed him, pointed ahead, and said, "Don't talk, we're here!"

Suddenly, a huge valley appeared ahead, and the scenery inside was simply indescribable.

On one side were the ghostly soldiers who had arrived earlier, a dense, uncountable mass of them, their spears like a forest, their ghostly energy surging, their killing intent shaking the heavens! Leading them were a group of armored generals riding ghostly horses, and they were surrounding a nine-horse carriage. On the carriage stood a middle-aged man wearing an imperial crown. His face was obscured, but he was extremely tall.

On the other side were densely packed "Cave God Messengers," all women, each wielding a curved sword, with pink mist swirling around them! Leading them was a group of strange people dressed in golden armor and riding wild beasts, both men and women, with bizarre appearances. They were surrounding a float, on which stood a woman draped in a light veil and with her hair tied in a high bun, her face also obscured.

Zhou Fengchen's heart raced, and as the ghostly army merged into the "sea of ​​soldiers," he stood still.

Mao Wenlong then pulled him aside and said, "Come on! Let's go see Master Wang!"

Zhou Fengchen was startled and quickly slapped Mao Wenlong's hand away. "Get lost! I came here to watch the show, why do you want me to see him?"

Mao Wenlong blinked. "Aren't you the helper we invited?"

Zhou Fengchen quickly waved his hand, "Alright! Stop kidding, I'm nobody!"

Mao Wenlong smacked his lips. "Then you'll be in an awkward position! You're the only human in this entire valley! If you don't help us, what are you?"

"My stomach hurts! I need to use the restroom!" Zhou Fengchen said, using "Wind Shadow Escape" to flash out of the Yin Soldier Army and squat down in a clump of grass by the valley.

Mao Wenlong opened his mouth, shook his head, and went ahead.

Zhou Fengchen breathed a sigh of relief, took out a cigarette, lit it, and watched silently.

The two sides faced off for a while. Then, the Ghost Army's Wang Zhenren, wearing an imperial crown, spoke. His voice was dignified and majestic, echoing throughout the valley: "Sanhua! Your real name is Su Qiudi. You were born in the tenth year of the Yuanhe era of the Tang Dynasty. You became a Taoist priest at the age of nine, taking the Taoist name Sanhua. You died at the hands of the Maoshan sect leader of the Celestial Masters sect in the sixth year of the Huichang era of the Tang Dynasty, at the age of thirty-one! After your death, your resentment did not dissipate. You hid in the mountains and forests, and after a thousand years of cultivation, you became a Ghost King, commanding the mountain spirits and monsters, committing all kinds of evil deeds. You even used legends to gather tens of thousands of Sanhua Cave girls! Do you know your crimes?"

From the "Cave God's Messenger's" side, the woman riding the flower-decorated cart spoke, her voice equally clear and pure, echoing throughout the valley: "The other shore flower, the Bridge of Helplessness—after drinking Meng Po's soup, one forgets everything and enters the cycle of reincarnation. But does reincarnation truly exist? I don't believe it! Therefore, I refuse to enter your underworld. As for the various aspects of the mortal world, someone like you, a blockhead of a thousand years, would certainly not understand!"

The valley was deathly silent!

After a long while, Master Wang waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Kill!"

The Scattering Flower Ghost King also gave the order: "Kill!"

boom!

Countless ghost soldiers clashed violently with the "Cave God Messenger".

Zhou Fengchen, hiding in the bushes in the distance, blinked repeatedly: "Your mom! This is so fake, it's like a dream!"

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