Ghost Shelter System

The battle is about to begin!

"You are an immortal from an ancient cave in a deserted mountain. You practice meditation alone and there are few people around you!"

"I am an upright man at heart, and my ancestor ordered me to live in this world."

"Hurry up and listen to your ancestor's orders, there will be no delay in your troops!"

"I obey the decree of the Lord of the Golden Flower Sect, and I am as urgent as the law!"

With four mantras, the young man moved forward quickly.

Stomping on the ground, kicking, and soaring, his bloody mouth opened wide, his skin turned into snake scales, and he spit out scarlet letters.

Liu Xian gets upper body!

The leader of the Golden Flower Cult is rumored to be a woman transformed by a giant python. She has been entangled in love and hate with Huang Taiji for a lifetime. Qing Zhaoling, the mausoleum of Huang Taiji, has a snake temple, which is unique among other Qing tombs. The owner of the snake temple is Jin Flower leader.

The relationship between the Golden Flower Cult Leader and Huang Taiji has been unclear, but many horses regard the Golden Flower Cult Leader as their ancestor, and come to invite various immortals to protect their families and their bodies.

Di Renjie saw a giant python coming towards him and lamented that the other party was so courageous that he did not hesitate to attack the Ghost King. After being impressed, he also moved.

In the Yang world, you can't break the opponent's Yang energy, and it is easy to consume your own spiritual energy. He can't be beaten passively!

"Where is the Dali Temple Prison!"

Mirage, good location!

Dali Temple Prison!

During the time of the ancient Emperor Yao, Dali was the name of the judge. "Historical Records of the Five Emperors" said: "Gaotao was Dali."

Dali Temple was first established in the Southern and Northern Dynasties and was followed in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

The Dali Temple Prison mentioned by Di Renjie is, to a certain extent, the "Heavenly Prison" of the Tang Dynasty.

It's stern, towering, and filled with evil spirits! There are countless resentful spirits here, and there are many heroes among people with infinite glory. When they come here, most of them will end up with one word: death. Even the royal family and nobles cannot escape the power of the Dali Temple Prison. If it is a dragon, you have to coil up. If it is a tiger, you have to lie down. When you get here, it is equivalent to being deprived of everything. You are nothing!

This is a forbidden place on earth, a prison of resentment, and an abyss of despair. There are false accusations, torture, and endless torture. This is the dark side of the Tang Dynasty controlled by Di Renjie.

If you want to compare it with Longtan Tiger's Den, Longtan Tiger's Den is nothing!

In an instant, the mirage filled the air, the mountain village disappeared, and the night was still that night. The high-walled compound, heavily guarded, iron-clad decorations, dim braziers, and corridors crisscrossed by iron chains, revealed depression and gloominess everywhere.

In the narrow corridor with iron chains, a gate fell in the air. The young man hit the wooden gate with his head, and was bleeding from the spikes on his body. He shook his head, and after seeing his surroundings clearly, he looked towards the door in shock.

This handsome ghost king is so powerful in mirage!

The young man was imprisoned in a wooden gate. Each piece of wood was thirty centimeters thick. Also imprisoned were Li Xuewei, a middle-aged man and Han Qingyan.

This is just the outside of Dali Temple Prison!

"Boy, I told you, I won't harm anyone. I'll leave in a moment."

"Fart! Master Li, will I let you go?" The young man turned into a human form, his arms were covered with snake scales, and in his rage, the wooden gate made a cracking sound.

Han Qingyan, who was locked up, looked around with fear in her heart.

"Where is this place?"

He was obviously in the village, but he suddenly changed places. Han Qingyan's lips turned white, but she pretended to be calm, even though her body was shaking slightly.

The middle-aged man looked at Han Qingyan and felt that this girl had a tough mind. She was obviously an ordinary person, but it was commendable that she was trapped by the mirage and did not panic.

Li Xuewei obviously didn't notice this and said: "Sister, don't be afraid, this is the mirage world. According to your words... ghosts break the wall."

Han Qingyan was a little dizzy.

Ghost hits the wall...

It’s over, it’s a ghost!

Her eyes were red and she was about to cry when she suddenly noticed that the two people next to her were calm and composed, and she felt a little more at ease: "Aren't you afraid?"

Li Xuewei said proudly: "It's not like I haven't seen it before. But this is the first time I've seen this ghost king's ghost attack the wall."

After Li Xuewei finished speaking, she was also a little worried: "Dad, can Li Di do it?"

Whether it was possible or not, the middle-aged man didn't know, but he could escape.

I've told you not to mess with big devils, but now it's a good time, it's a tough time.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult, but the heroic spirit didn't kill it, so I think it's possible!"

So far, Di Renjie has only used the Dali Temple Prison to trap Li Di and has not launched any other offensive. However, Li Di seems to be about to break through the confinement of the wooden gate.

Ka——Peng——

The wooden gate made a harsh cracking sound, and the wooden gate, which was made up of staggered giant trees, was actually broken open by Li Di with brute force!

Li Xuewei and the middle-aged man looked at each other with hope in their eyes. Han Qingyan was frightened by the sound, but after looking over, she felt inexplicably more at ease.

It seems that these people can really deal with ghosts.

Who are they?

"Uncle Master, beat the drum!"

Li Di yelled, and the middle-aged man didn't hesitate. He took out a small drum from behind and started beating it.

King Wen's drum and King Wu's whip beat like raindrops. An old donkey-skin drum with eight strings and reeds, wearing sixteen copper coins, made a rapid sound.

Divine tune!

The purest tune of the Immortal God!

A giant python appeared above Li Di's head. The Immortal's previous spell was just an emergency spell. He borrowed the Immortal's power when he was in danger. Now it was a complete ritual.

Dance master.

Among the great dance masters, Li Di is the master.

The middle-aged man playing the drum is the two gods.

Dance of the Great God is originally done by two people. The Great God is the object possessed by the immortal family, and the Second God is the assistant.

At this moment, the giant python finally woke up and opened its eyes.

"Why call me?"

"A big ghost is coming."

The middle-aged man said and blurted out the lyrics.

The bland lyrics were like the strange tunes of village witches and wizards. Han Qingyan felt strange, but the next moment, the middle-aged man started repeating it again.

Still singing the first time.

It rang again a second time.

Han Qingyan thought for a while that she had heard wrong.

Duet?

There are only three people here. Li Xuewei didn't sing, and she didn't sing either. Where was the duet?

Then, the third time followed closely.

Trio!

After the lyrics sounded, the boa constrictor shook its head and got into Li Di's body. Li Di felt like he was being helped by a god.

Charge, whip legs, open mouth and bite.

Di Renjie was surprised and retreated continuously as he kept changing the forms of humans and snakes.

"Dance Master?!"

Di Renjie looked at the Wenwang Drum in the middle-aged man's hand.

King Wen's drum has eight strings, and each string can record a duet. Each duet can increase the strength by 10%. Once the two gods complete the octet, the master's strength will be doubled!

The opponent bit him several times. Although the ghost body was not hurt, the danger was already there.

This guy is probably a first-class ghost hunter, and he's not weak at all. Once the octet is over, he will definitely be comparable to a super-class one!

After the quartet appeared, the opponent's strength increased sharply again. Di Renjie no longer dared to be careless and found his trump card.

"Break it for me!"

With the dragon's mace turned, Di Renjie stepped out in a single step, ignoring the distance, and came directly to the wooden gate, appearing next to the three of them. Li Di noticed that Di Renjie was missing and turned around to see that he had penetrated into his back.

"Uncle, be careful!"

Di Renjie was the first to hit the middle-aged man. The Wenwang drum was knocked to the ground, and the sound suddenly stopped. The middle-aged man raised the Wuwang whip and whipped it away. There was a loud cracking sound. Di Renjie stepped back and hit the wall with a horrified expression.

The King Wu's whip was also broken at every turn.

Ordinary magic weapon, so powerful? !

Even though King Wu’s whip was useless, the whip was just an ordinary whip. There was nothing magical about it. It could actually hurt himself...

Is this Beima, also known as Nanmao?

The middle-aged man realized that something was wrong: "Xuewei, little girl over there, don't be stupid, let's run!"

Before Di Renjie could react, the middle-aged man grabbed the two little girls and rolled them on the spot. Suddenly, countless thorns appeared on their bodies, piercing the mirage, and they knocked them out!

The three of them ran away, and the mirage was repaired automatically. Li Di rubbed his shoulders: "The fourth level of strength is the fourth level of strength... I say, pretty boy, I think your strength is not bad, come here and practice again!"

Di Renjie calculated the time, and he was afraid that Yu Jianggu and the others were not finished yet, so he smiled and said: "Practice, practice, practice!"

…

At the other end of the village, in the corner.

The ghost-in-dream technique was used again.

Fat Aunt, Yaoyao, and the Headless Ghost were already in place.

But Yu Jianggu suddenly felt something in his heart and said to Zhang Bu: "No, someone is awake!"

In the dream before, he remembered the number of people, but now there was one less!

Zhang Bu was stunned: "Is it okay to force him in?"

The incense burner was full of spiritual energy. Yu Jianggu took a deep breath and grabbed it with his palm: "Come in!"

He grabbed hold of the void, and outside, Han Qingyan, who was running away, suddenly fainted. The middle-aged man was rejoicing that he had just escaped, but now he found that he was attacked by ghost magic again.

"Where did this dirty thing come from? You don't take me seriously!"

The middle-aged man was furious and pierced Han Qingyan's head with a thick bone needle.

During the ghost spell, Yu Jianggu retracted his hand in pain and screamed.

Zhang Bu was shocked when he saw that Yu Jianggu's palm was penetrated directly.

Such a powerful magic weapon, can it even hurt the Ghost King?

Then, suddenly remembering something, Zhang Bu suddenly tore Yu Jianggu's clothes apart.

Yu Jianggu covered his bleeding hand, wiped the cold sweat and said, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Bu suddenly saw the footprints on Yu Jianggu's chest: "No, I'm afraid it's a top-notch ghost hunter! The kick I gave Meng earlier wasn't a kick at all, it was to kick you to death!"

Yu Jianggu was stunned.

At this moment, the footprints on Yu Jianggu's chest were particularly obvious. Although they were footprints, they also had different shades. The dark places turned into the arrangement of the Big Dipper.

The South Dipper governs life, and the North Dipper governs death. This is one of the killing techniques.

"Shaman boots! Seven-star thorn! It's Guandong Baixian here. Although Baixian's attack method is second to last, the seven-star thorn can hurt the soul. If it is attacked by a sneak attack, the ghost king may disintegrate."

When Bai Xian of the same level fought with the Ghost King, although Bai Xian could save his life, being stabbed would still be very painful. Zhang Bu felt that they couldn't be dragged here by a super person, because they couldn't make a killing move at all, and it would be very disadvantageous if they were dragged!

"Yaoyao, Brother Wutou, you have to finish this quickly."

"What to do with the remaining one?"

"I can't control that much anymore!"

Ten households of villagers were released one after another after their memories of Qin and Kun were cleared.

The stars were in the sky, it was Yin time, and the task was finally completed, but Zhang Bu didn't look happy at all.

"We need to help Duke Di retreat now, and we must not let the super-class ones from the other side chase us. Do you understand?"

The ghosts nodded.

"Brother Headless, Stone Snake Princess, you go help Judge Dee, tell him he can leave, and cover each other."

"good!"

"Yaoyao, Brother Liu Shu, you leave the village first, then release all the ghost energy to create the illusion of reinforcements, and then quickly join up with Duke Di. Duke Di's incense burner has not been used up yet, it can cover up the aura and avoid Yang Lei."

"good!"

After the two groups of people left, Zhang Bu said to the fat aunt, "Sister Houtu, it's your turn. You must attract the attention of those people."

The fat aunt had no idea what was going on and said, "You guys have been saying some incomprehensible things since the beginning. What's going on?"

Zhang Bu smiled and said, "It's nothing. This is your reward this time. In addition, these clothes are also given to you. You will meet a few Yang people in a while, tell them directly that you are Houtu from Houtu Temple." Madam, there’s no need to say anything more, do you understand?”

There were more than a dozen stacks of Ming coins, and the spiritual power of each stack was surging. Each stack was equivalent to the incense she had absorbed in a year, and the fat aunt's eyes went straight.

"Understood! I understand!"

"Just understand. At the same time, take them to your Houtu Temple and say there is something you want to tell them."

"What's the matter?"

"Just tell them what we did today."

The fat aunt was puzzled and didn't question it much after seeing the Ming coins.

"good!"

Everyone left, only Zhang Bu and Yu Jianggu were left.

"Yu Laobaozi, let's leave the village and go in another direction to release the ghost energy. You haven't used up the incense yet. We will sail directly to pick them up in a while, and then we will leave directly!"

Yu Jianggu suddenly realized: "The troops are divided into three groups?"

"That's right, since the super is protecting the waking people, he will also be wary. At least he won't dare to take action rashly. With the female ghost holding them back, he won't be afraid of them catching up."

Yu Jianggu licked his lips: "Will she die?"

Zhang Bu shrugged: "How should I know?"

"The ghost who helped us just now is sold out in the blink of an eye?"

"They are all passers-by."

"Hahahaha, Mr. Zhang is cruel enough."