I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 1208 The Dead Sit on and Make Soul Clothes, and the Underworld Becomes an Immortal

"Prison 24?"

Jiang Zhou's eyes moved slightly.

He remembered that he had heard before that there were many great evil prisons for evil spirits in the Netherworld, among which the 24 iron-enclosed prisons at the foot of Luofeng Mountain and the eight evil prisons of the Ten Palaces of Yin Division were the most.

After the former disappeared in the Northern Emperor's Underworld Palace and the Netherworld split, it seemed to have fallen into the hands of the Heavenly Court.

Sure enough, Sangmen Shinto said in horror: "24 Prison is a big prison governed by the heavenly court. It is different from other big prisons. How could this Xuansha ghost king come out even if he was punished by the rules of heaven?"

Netherworld, even Hell, may have some unwritten "rules", but these 24 Hells are impossible.

Now that the evil ghost imprisoned in the prison actually appeared here, something big must have happened.

Jiang Zhou also heard the meaning behind his words.

He smiled and said, "Want to know? Just ask no."

What kind of ghost king came at the right time.

He also thought it was too slow to find and kill ghost towns one after another.

Although he seemed laid-back, Jiang Zhou actually knew it in his heart.

The 300-year "sentence" seems to be a long time, but in fact it is just a fleeting moment.

These 300 years are his "prison term", but is it not his "protection period"?
After the deadline, I don't know what to face.

It can be expected that those so-called heavenly kings will definitely make some moves.

Coupled with the evil thoughts I sensed before...

With his current skills, even if he has a lot of cards and the backing is strong enough, it may not be enough to deal with it.

More importantly, the two major events at the end of reincarnation are not far away, and that is when the real catastrophe is approaching...

Time is waiting for me.

Under such circumstances, even though the corpses were always the ones who slaughtered, the one who really got red-hot was himself, who had always seemed calm and leisurely.

While thinking about it, in the frightened expression of the door god, he had already opened his mouth and shouted: "That old ghost, stop screaming, come here!"

Hello!Are you calling the dog? !
The mourning door god stared wide-eyed.

That is a well-known evil ghost in the netherworld. Even if you have never heard of the notoriety of this thing, you can always see the overwhelming ghost soldiers and ghosts, right?Are you blind? !

Do you really think that you can walk sideways in the Nether world with your little skills, and you don't even pay attention to such a tyrant ghost?

The mourning door god cursed secretly in his heart, and at the same time moved quietly.

Ready to run anytime.

"Run away!"

Just as it was getting ready, a howl suddenly frightened it into a quiver.

If it weren't for the fear of Jiang Zhou, he would have fled immediately.

"Jiang Zhou escape!"

Not only the mourning door god, Jiang Zhou was also stunned.

I saw the Senluo Guiqi and the Lie Lie Banner surging towards here to encircle them.

Countless green will-o'-the-wisps danced in the air.

Those are the eyes of ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers.

The ghost qi that seemed to freeze the void made the Sangmen God tremble.

On the scale of the Yin army, it is far from comparable to those wandering ghosts.

Even the evil ghost Lihun with extremely high morals can't match just this suffocating soul.

Jiang Zhou's eyes fell on the banners, where hundreds of long poles were erected.

There were actually living people hanging on the poles.

Bare, without a piece of hair, showing dry skin and bones.

For a moment, Jiang Zhou had a sense of déjà vu when he saw the bacon his grandfather hung on the roof beams in his hometown.

"Jiang Zhou, run away!"

A few pieces of bacon... oh no, it was a few of them, even his acquaintances.

Dangling naked on the pole, but still screaming loudly to let him escape, was Long Jinglang from the Daqimen.

This kid... Wasn't he taken away by his old father in Konghou Wonderland?
Why are you here again?

I just escaped from the hands of the bone old devil, and now I have become bacon again...

This unlucky child is really... ill-fated.

"A big person issued a warning order offering a reward, and many ghost kings in the Nether are now hunting and killing you everywhere!"

"Run...! Mmmm! Mmmm!"

Long Jinglang managed to yell out a word, but his mouth was blocked by something.

The thin strips of bacon dangling on the pole made Jiang Zhou feel like he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

After a quick glance, those acquaintances also blocked him with Long Jinglang back then. I forgot their names, but I just remembered that they were both members of the Daqimen.

Although it is still not quite clear how these people became what they are today, Jiang Zhou has no intention of standing still because of Long Jinglang's unlucky fate and not forgetting to remind him.

"It's just you, a little bastard who doesn't follow the rules and slaughters ghost towns everywhere, making ghosts panic everywhere?"

The muffled thunder-like sound heard before came out.

"..."

Jiang Zhou felt that what he said was extremely weird.

The ghost soldiers were separated from the middle, and a dozen evil ghosts with a height of more than three feet came out carrying a big sedan chair covered with red gauze.

Before and after, there are musicians covered in red robes and red gauze, playing and playing.

This music sounds like crying or laughing, joy or sorrow, it is extremely strange, but it is born and has a hint of majesty and grandeur.

The dark wind blows, and the red gauze dances, revealing the scene in the sedan chair.

But I saw that the sedan chair was empty.

The sedan chair was not a chair, but a black coffin.

There is a piece of clothing on the coffin, which maintains the posture of a person sitting peacefully.

The clothes were also a little weird.

The color is bright red, and with Jiang Zhou's eyesight, even from a long distance, he can see a picture embroidered on the red robe.

There are eerie horrors, fairy tales and magnificence, and ghosts and ghosts.

Obviously, the gloomy is hell, and the magnificent is heaven.

Hell resides below, evil spirits reside in the middle, and heaven resides above.

Coupled with the bright red color, it is even more terrifying and gloomy.

"Shang Tianyi..."

The mourning door god trembled and murmured.

Jiang Zhou asked suspiciously, "What?"

The star pig lying on its head narrowed its eyes, staring at the empty clothes in the red gauze sedan chair and said: "The dead sit on the clothes of the soul, seeking to survive from death, and ascending to immortality in the underworld."

"After death, people use this method to do things, in vain to try to keep their souls alive, reverse yin and yang, and ascend to heaven to become immortals, which is called the heavenly garment."

Xingzhu smiled contemptuously: "It seems that he is another delusional person."

But the door god of mourning said with a sad face: "Mr. Pig, you can stop talking, this... is different..."

It shook its lips and said, "This person's surname is... Zhang!"

Surname Zhang?

What do you mean?
So scared, could it be Zhang Bucheng from Tianshi Mansion?
Jiang Zhou's thoughts turned.

But there was a muffled sound of thunder coming from the sedan chair: "Hahahaha...Little wandering god, you have a lot of knowledge."

"You, wandering god, this king also knows it, but you are a good fortune. Come here and kowtow to this king, and allow you a chance to serve this king."

There was a hint of restraint and arrogance in this voice.

It seems that he is extremely proud of the "surname Zhang" in the mouth of the mourning gate god.

"Little bastard, it is a good fortune for you to come here in person today. You should bind yourself quickly and bow down in front of this king's sedan chair. Maybe this king will give you a happy ending."

"..."

Jiang Zhou was expressionless.

This thing was not brought in because he slaughtered the ghost city, but it was specially brought for him.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Um!?"

(End of this chapter)