Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 373 The Arrogant
Leave the city area where the Evidence Technology Bureau is located.

A butterfly with blue ghost patterns on its back flutters its wings in front.

Its speed varies from time to time, but it always stays seven or eight meters ahead of Yan Jing, guiding the direction.

Pass through the bustling streets in the center of Fengcheng City, step onto the crowded Tianjie Street, and turn around a square twice.

Yan Jing, who was always busy with tasks since her arrival, was not in a hurry to rush to the gathering place of the Shinto congregation.

In Yan Jing's view, he was not the only one who received the message from Butterfly, and if he went there early, he would have to be left alone, and it would be easy to attract attention. It is better to slow down and take this opportunity to observe the world.

Leave the central city.

The surrounding buildings have changed visible to the naked eye, the overall height has been reduced, and the style has gradually changed from the trendy and avant-garde design to what the ancient buildings should look like in the impression, and the mechanical structure has been reduced visible to the naked eye.

Only the building density began to increase, and large apartment buildings and compactly arranged shops can be seen everywhere. Obviously, this is the normal urban area of ​​Fengdu City, and the central area only occupies a small part after all.

This environment is not to say bad.

In fact, Yan Jing came all the way, and the expressions on the faces of most of the people he saw were peaceful and stable.

Under the premise of the evil spirits from another world staring at them, this kind of life is hard-won happiness for many people.

Walk on an arch bridge elevated over the river.

Yan Jing, who was dressed in a navy blue robe, was not conspicuous in the crowd.

There are small vendors on both sides of the bridge, some holding straw sticks with many candied haws and shouting loudly; dog look.

Children wearing all kinds of masks walked together, yelling like a group of ducklings, and two people circled Yan Jing several times, "robbing" the few bunches of candied haws he just bought Only then bounced away.

Yan Jing, who was empty-handed, stood by the bridge and looked up at the setting sun.

The bright golden sunlight was dyed orange red, and it fell on the broad river surface under the bridge. Several medium-sized pleasure boats had just passed through the bridge hole, and there were people on both sides of the ship holding tools to record something.

The official flag of Fengdu and the logo of the grand festival cruise ship were hung on the bow.

Judging from this posture, it should be preparing for the big ceremony in a few days.

There are dense rivers in Fengdu City, and the width is enough for some large ships to shuttle back and forth. For this reason, the arch bridge at the foot of Yan Jing is deliberately raised to ensure that the bridge opening is large enough.

Withdrawing her gaze, Yan Jing glanced at the butterflies that were still flying not far away, and followed them again.

Walking down the bridge, the ghost pattern butterfly did not continue forward, but turned left and entered an alleyway under the bridge. Yan Jing stepped up and followed, and saw the arch in front of the alleyway and about 50 meters behind the door, leading to another The alleys of the river.

Unlike the bustling outside, this alleyway is not only located in a remote location, but also empty inside. I don't know if it's a coincidence or some other reason.

The ghost pattern butterfly disappeared without a trace after entering the alleyway.

Let go of your own perception, and perceive the faintly flowing spiritual energy in front of you. In all likelihood, a formation has been arranged in advance in this lane.

Yan Jing has arrived near the destination.

It's just that if you want to go to the end, you have to go through the final checkpoint.

The Shinto congregation is obviously not prepared to accept all the Fallen Angel believers who come to serve, or they want to screen and evaluate them, so as to arrange follow-up action plans.

Step into the alley without hesitation.

Yan Jing's gaze wandered around, the whole alleyway looked quite old, from the arch to the walls on both sides, there were severely degraded vermilion wall paint everywhere, and the patterns drawn on it were also blurred.

The strange thing is that this part of the painting is not incomplete due to natural erosion, but has a large number of traces of engraving, which is obviously caused by acquired damage to such a miserable appearance.

The ground is full of puddles due to the snow accumulated in the past two days, and there are also various sundries mixed in between.

As a follower of the "Fallen God", Yan Jing is fearless and just takes big strides forward.

But just after he walked a dozen steps, the surrounding light and shadow gradually became darker, and the sunlight cast from above seemed to be covered with a layer of gray veil. In his field of vision, the incomplete paintings on the walls on both sides seemed to be blown. swell up.

They are like the wall skins of old houses that bulged when they were damp, but after the latter was broken, they were just a pile of scattered plaster, but they continued to bulge, and at the same time, they changed into human appearance.

In the gray light and shadow, Yan Jing saw several faces protruding from the wall with no facial features, and then an arm covered in blood-stained tulle was pulled out from the wall, and he supported the wall with his backhand, trying to push his body out of the wall. Pull it out.

Only now did Yan Jing roughly recognize the appearance of these monsters.

They kept the figure of a woman, and their attire looked like fairies in the sky, but the clothes that were supposed to be bright and fairy-like were now filled with dark red blood stains and filth.

A beautiful figure with a face without organs, and cracked lines can be seen everywhere on the body, which coincides with the torn paintings on the wall. From the moment they appeared, they did not attack Yan Jing Instead of attacking, they began to dance around him.

Ribbons stained with blood and filth fluttered, the broken body put on a charming posture, and the face without facial features turned left and right, as if singing, but only the hoarse Sanskrit sound came to the ears.

Yan Jing's body was restrained, and it was not difficult for him to break this level of restraint, he only needed to sweep it with dragon and tiger energy and it could be done easily.

It's just that the current environment is special, and Yan Jing is almost certain that members of the Shinto group are watching nearby.

If the Dragon and Tiger Qi, which is specially used to deal with evil spirits and fallen gods, appeared at such a time, they would be besieged immediately.

As a fallen angel believer, in the face of this situation, it is natural to use corresponding methods.

Squinting his eyes halfway, he quietly took out the [Death Core Evil] in the ember space, and then mobilized the energy of the dragon and tiger Yama statue.

In an instant, a blurry phantom suddenly appeared behind Yan Jing.

The thin tiger with blood dripping from its mouth poked its head forward, its scarlet pupils scanned the surroundings, a poisonous dragon covered in blue and black scales wrapped around a skeleton wearing three kinds of strange phosphorescent priestly robes, black and purple miasma was in its mouth throughput.

The "fairy" who was scratching her head and posing one second before collapsed under the pressure of this phantom, screaming and dissipating into the air.

The laneway is now quiet.

Yan Jing raised her eyes to look at the other end, who did not know when she would appear, and was bowing respectfully, two figures, one tall and one short.

He didn't speak, just sneered.

The Shinto people designed this last level with only one purpose, and that is to observe the level of fallen angel believers guided by the ghost pattern butterfly, or the strength of the "god" they believe in.

If you don't have this ability, you will be recognized at a glance.

However, Yan Jing has a lot of confidence in this test.

Even if his Dragon Tiger Yama seems to follow the path that has nothing to do with fallen angels and evil spirits, it is easy to imitate.

the reason is simple.

Among the special effects of [Death Core·Evil] is the source of power from that evil Buddha, which is [Greed, Hatred and Ignorance] brought by the Three Poison Stones!
That is the terrifying existence that has deceived Jingjiang Town for decades and enjoyed the incense of thousands of people.
Than evil energy concentration?
Yan Jing is ashamed to be compared to the members of the Shinto congregation!
The attitude shown by these two people in front of them is the best proof.

"Is this how you welcome guests?"

With his hands slanted in his trouser pockets, Yan Jing looked at the two people guarding the end of the alleyway and said in a deep voice.

"It's just a trick to distinguish between the enemy and us. It makes you laugh. It's our honor to be favored by you."

At this time, the person speaking was standing on the right side, obviously more than two meters tall, a burly man with muscular muscles, his head was drooping, and a short braid tied with a copper ring hung from the back of his bald head.

At this time, the body like a beast was trembling uncontrollably, and cold sweat covered his forehead.

Just now, he felt the terrifying aura suddenly erupting in the alleyway, the extremely strong energy, and even made him suspect that the person standing in front of them was a fallen angel walking in the world with a human body!

"Haha~ Interesting, you just destroyed the Evidence Technology Bureau, and the four fallen angels saw me with their own eyes, their power is not weak, and coupled with the incense robbery case some time ago, it really made a lot of noise."

Yan Jing's eyes turned to the old man dressed as a beggar leaning on an iron crutch and carrying a yellow gourd around his waist. He didn't put on airs. After a short silence, he said,
"I am very interested in your plan. As long as it is an organization that can cause trouble for the underworld, I must help the place and take me to meet your leader."

"Please rest assured that this plan is aimed at the Sanfa Division and the Hades. Once successful, the gods we believe in will come back to the world and regain the power stolen by the Hades."

The hunchbacked man with a "Mediterranean" hairstyle exchanged glances with his companion as he spoke.

There was a look of joy on the faces of the two of them.

They were arranged to pick up the believers here this time, and so far all the people who have come here are small fish and shrimps.

I was annoyed, but I didn't expect that the "Great Buddha" came suddenly, so I didn't dare to neglect.

The strong man hurriedly presented a token, then turned around and raised his hand to signal a large cruise ship docked by the river not far away.

Stepping out of the alleyway, Yan Jing found that there was no pedestrian around.

Looking into the distance, there seemed to be several signs set up. It should be that the Shinto people used some excuse to clear the venue in advance.

Standing on the bank of the river, Yan Jing looked at the gathering point set by the Shinto congregation with some surprise.

I thought it would be a remote house or an underground dark room, but I didn't expect the Shinto people to be so blatant.

The scale of the cruise ship in front of me is obviously two times larger than the ones I saw just now. There are apricot and yellow flags with some symbols of faith on the side of the ship, and there are more than a dozen people in green costumes rehearsing the show on the deck. There was a faint sound of bells, and the sound of prayers came out.

The cabins in the central area are built into double-layer exquisite pavilions, with green tiles and cornices.

There are also statues with auspicious meanings such as cranes standing at the corners.

The so-called big hermit hides in the city.

It is undoubtedly after careful consideration that the Shinto congregation chose this cruise ship that shuttles through the Fengdu River network as a gathering point for discussions.

There are at least hundreds of similar cruise ships in the entire city of Fengdu, and they appear in different locations every day, and in a few days there will be a big festival, when large cruise ships will join the celebration, and the performances on the deck are the best camouflage.

If there is no clear target, it is even more difficult to detect the internal situation.

In order to show respect, the two chose to leave the strong man and continue to guard the lane after discussing.

The old beggar on crutches specially followed Yan Jing and led the way for him.

"My lord, please board the boat. We have prepared melon and fruit snacks on the boat, because the people have not yet gathered, and we may have to wait for a while."

Coming to the front of the boat, the old beggar signaled the people on the side of the boat to put down the sampan, and said respectfully.

It's just that after he finished speaking, Yan Jing didn't intend to board the ship at all.

"Are you going to let me stay in the cabin with a bunch of trash and wait for someone to meet you?"

At this moment, Yan Jing had lost her previous good-natured expression, raised her brows, and scolded in a cold voice,
"Are you really going to use me as a pawn!"

Now that she has shown her strength, Yan Jing has no intention of being like other ordinary fallen angel believers.

He had already thought about it on the way here.

In order to capture enough situations, he must become a special individual.

Otherwise, with the pissing nature of Shinto people, nine out of ten will use the Fallen Angel believers summoned this time as cannon fodder, not to mention revealing the real plan content, they probably won’t even be paid, it’s entirely up to their set of ideas flicker.

"Our leader is not here. With the authority of the two of us, we can't contact the leader at all. Please forgive me."

The old beggar couldn't bear Yan Jing's aura when he questioned him, so he bowed in fear and said.

This is the reason why they didn't directly agree to Yan Jing's request to see the leader before. They are just the guides who are responsible for sending people to the ship. How can they take people to meet the leader of the Shinto group who even they don't know where they are.

"Your leader is not here, there should always be a leader who can talk, where is he?"

When Yan Jing said this, his eyes were not on the old beggar at all, but directly at the attic in the middle of the boat, paused, then groaned,
"I thought you guys had some skills, but I didn't want to cringe like this. You have to pay for entertaining me!"

His hands were pulled out of his pockets, forming a seal on his chest, and invisible energy fluctuations spread all over his body.

Yan Jing knew that someone was watching this side, and what he had to do was to use strong means to force the other party out.

There are no more than two kinds of fallen angel believers who can survive to this day under the joint pursuit of the Sanfa Division and the Hades.

Or someone who is good at hiding in a low-key manner, and who wants to be as cowardly as possible.

Either the strength is extremely strong, the ordinary official sentry team is not regarded at all, and people who can still live like a fish in water in Fengdu City controlled by the underworld with their own abilities.

Yan Jing made up her mind to do the second type, and bloodlines do not exist among Fallen Angel believers, according to seniors and seniors.

Everything is based on strength.

That being the case, facing the Shinto crowd, he must be as arrogant as he can be!

One word to put it bluntly.

mad!
Only in this way can he be able to confirm his identity. If he really obeyed the arrangement of the old beggar and went into the cabin just now, and stayed with the former group of people and waited for the arrangements of the Shinto disciples, it would make him inferior.

Facts have proved that Yan Jing's choice is correct.

When he showed his impatience and prepared to directly attack the cruise ship.

The leaders of the Shinto group on the boat couldn't sit still after all.

(End of this chapter)