Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

"Take them all."

Hua Mingfang took out the concealing talisman from the bottom of the box and gave one to each monk who did not have a concealing talisman.

"Group of five people, disperse to investigate, and report any abnormalities immediately."

"Yes!"

The monks took the order and quickly formed a team, preparing to enter the inner house to find out.

"Fellow Taoists," Ji Mingzhao formed a team with Xu Guangbai, Qingxi, Xue Wen and Agu. When they were about to set off, Old Ghost Sun came forward with a smile, "Let's go together."

"Master Sun," Ji Mingzhao was very polite to Old Ghost Sun. She and Old Ghost Sun were very in tune with each other. They even had some sympathy for each other when they were on stage. Old Ghost Sun was also very sincere. With this sincerity, Ji Mingzhao still had the idea in his heart that if it wasn't a big life-threatening favor, he might as well help Old Ghost Sun, "But look, we are full here..."

"That doesn't matter," Old Ghost Sun smiled and squeezed forward, "Xue Wen can't be seen by others, so it doesn't count as a head."

Xue Wen opened his mouth and wanted to retort, but what he said was very reasonable. Xue Wen had to slowly close his mouth and acquiesced to Sun's joining.

"Then what should I do?" Yan Zhi stood behind Old Ghost Sun, his face full of confusion.

"Go find Zhou Jingzhi." Old ghost Sun glanced sideways at Yan Zhi. He was at the critical moment to please Ji Mingzhao. If this girl ruined his affairs, he would use her to make soup when he returned home.

"Oh..." Yan Zhi's tiger body trembled when he saw this, and quickly turned around to look for Zhou Jingzhi as if it was a conditioned reflex.

Old ghost Sun is left to continue to put on his old face, old cucumber painted green, pretending to be an innocent and innocent boy, flattering and fawning over other girls, looking like a bastard who started out in chaos and ended up abandoning his first wife.

The newly formed team began to walk towards the front hall. They all carried Qingxi's concealment charms and could see each other. However, the monks from the Demon Subduing Sect who carried the concealment charms given by Hua Mingfang were invisible. This kind of It feels very strange. I know that there are disciples of Fumo Sect, Wanxiang Sect, Xuantian Sect and Xuanzong here, occupying the main hall, but I can only see a few monks here and there, bumping into each other while walking, but no one is there.

Ji Mingzhao and his party entered the main hall from the side door, walked around the main hall, and walked towards the second courtyard from the back door, but after passing the main hall...

"I remember there was a house behind when I came in..." Xu Guangbai opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

When he entered the main hall of the mansion as an actor, he faintly saw the second courtyard behind him from behind the screen in the main hall. Why is it gone now? !
Behind the main hall, the endless garden grows densely and is connected with the garden outside the corridor. Countless flowers grow wildly against the light ball in the sky. Each one is as tall as a person, and the roots are as thick as the mouth of a bowl. It seems that you are standing in it even if you are standing in it. You can't even see the top of your head.

Nothing but these damn flowers.

"What's going on..." There were voices of confusion all around. The mansion was so empty that it made people feel panicked.

"Go in and take a look first." Old Ghost Sun stood on tiptoe and looked into the flowers. With his height, he might not even be able to show the top of his head.

The flower bushes not far away were pushed away, as if there was something invisible pushing away the tall flowers and walking through them. With the flowers blocking it, it made no difference whether the concealment talisman was used or not.

Old Ghost Sun took the lead in the front, followed closely by Xu Guangbai, followed by Ji Mingzhao, Xue Wen and Agu behind Xu Guangbai. Qingxi was behind the last square hall, and the group of monks entered the garden cautiously.

As soon as he entered, Ji Mingzhao released the sparrows. As soon as the sparrows came out, they scattered and stood on the shoulders of the monks: "If we get separated, we can use them to keep in touch."

This was the first time for Old Ghost Sun to observe the sparrow up close. He was so happy that he cautiously reached out his hand to touch the sparrow's butt.

The sparrow puffed out its small chest and hid sideways, declining Old Ghost Sun's request to touch it.

It is Ji Mingzhao's personal leader and must not lose face in front of other sparrows.

Old Ghost Sun chuckled and slowly retracted his hand. There will be more opportunities in the future, so there is no rush for this moment.He pulled out his natal magic weapon, a red and black nine-ring sword, from his dantian, and kept slashing at the tall flowers.

The sword of Old Ghost Sun is very majestic, more than one meter long and about two inches wide. The blade flashes with a little cold light. Just looking at it makes you feel hurt by the sharp edge, and you are forced to step back by the murderous aura coming towards you. With just one step, you can tell that this is definitely a murderous weapon. Cutting down these small tree-like roots is easy, one knife at a time.

The knife really cut iron like clay, one knife at a time. The only flaw was that it seemed to be very reluctant. Every time it cut off a stick, it made a few buzzing sounds. When Ji Mingzhao first heard it, he felt that the blade was cutting through the air. The sound was empty, but after listening to it for a long time, I didn’t know why it felt like it was complaining.

"Be quiet..." Old Ghost Sun couldn't bear it after listening for a long time, "Be careful not to let you out next time."

The knife was quiet for a moment, then buzzed a few more times. After hearing Old Ghost Sun hiss, it finally calmed down.

Old Ghost Sun flicked the blade with his fingers: "I won't do this next time."

The knife didn't respond, as if it wasn't it that was complaining just now, as if it was all Old Ghost Sun's illusion. It had always been working seriously and making knives diligently.

Old Ghost Sun sighed. His mood was unstable, and even the knife was somewhat unsettled...

This matter must be settled as soon as possible, otherwise, he, Old Ghost Sun, might not be able to see them even if he dies.

The group of monks advanced again for an unknown length of time, perhaps an moment or half an hour.

The ball of light moving to the horizon changed again, and another ball of light rose from the north. At this time, the number of balls of light in the sky had changed to five, but the flowers in front of them did not disappear due to the change of the ball of light.

The group of them had been walking among the flowers for unknown lengths of time, when they suddenly heard clear footsteps in the endless flowers.

It's not the sound of plant fibers rubbing against shoe soles, but the sound of real footsteps stepping on stone slabs.

Ji Mingzhao and his party couldn't help but feel happy when they heard this sound. This sound meant that there was open space around, and there might be buildings.

Old Ghost Sun walked in the front, and for the sake of caution he just gently pushed aside the flower branches in front of him...

In the sea of ​​flowers, a woman dressed as a maid was walking quickly through the flowers. Everywhere she went, the branches of the flowers moved out of the way, but she was clearly stepping on the dirt, and her footsteps made the sound of walking on a stone road.

This is... why?
Old Ghost Sun just watched the maid quickly disappear from his eyes. After she disappeared, Old Ghost Sun moved the flower branches and walked quickly to the place where the maid had just stepped.

There is still the friction sound of feet on fibers.

When Ji Mingzhao and his party saw Old Ghost Sun walking forward quickly, they quickly followed him: "Master Sun, what's wrong?"

Old Ghost Sun held his hand against his rapidly beating heart. He had a hunch that he was getting closer to the truth of this secret realm.

small theater:
Xu Guangbai: Why hasn’t Douzi been updated for several days?
Ji Mingzhao: Because Douzi went on a business trip to Jiangxi.

Xu Guangbai (holding script book): Then why did he ask us to read this question accordingly?
Ji Mingzhao: Because he couldn't think of what to write in the theater today, so he just joined the theater.

Xu Guangbai: Then why do I write so slowly when I’m on a business trip?

Ji Mingzhao (sighing): Don’t worry about beating workers.

So Douzi really went to Jiangxi. . .Try to update as much as possible. . .