Ghost Shelter System

The ghost path is always so long.

Niu Meng passed through several villages in a row and found the marks left by skinning, but he couldn't move any further.

After two days and two nights without a good rest, he could bear it, but the others could no longer bear it.

In a ruined temple in a deserted village, the ghosts rested here. Niu Meng's eyes were already bloodshot, and he told everyone to leave at any time and to have a good rest.

Monk Shui inhaled the incense and fell asleep first. Xu Tao then fell asleep, and his snoring echoed in the quiet village.

The Laughing Ghost leaned against the temple door, holding a glass bottle in his hand, and began to take a nap.

Niu Meng sat on the stone steps outside the temple, looking at the dark deserted village without saying a word.

"Brother Niu..."

Under the moon, a little devil tugged on Niu Meng's clothes. Niu Meng lowered his head and found that it was Brother Sixteen.

"What's wrong, Xiao Liu?"

"I can not sleep."

Niu Meng touched Brother Sixteen's head with his big hand and said in a low voice: "Go to sleep quickly. This village has not yet left the scope of Bronze County."

The sixteenth brother sat next to Niu Meng with his chin on his face. His face was covered with black lines like spider webs. It was not scary at all, but he looked a little sad.

"Brother Niu... I seem to have learned a ghost skill..."

Brother Sixteen plucked up the courage to look up, and Niu Meng smiled in astonishment: "Let me see it."

"Then... don't, don't laugh at me..."

"Um."

Brother Sixteen stood up, suddenly opened his small mouth, and spit out a snake-like letter.

"A dragon gives birth to nine dead sons, and thousands of armies cannot escape the poison of the poisonous python!"

"Snake poison!"

Not only are snakes poisonous, but they are also poisonous! The fangs pop out from the gums, and venom shoots out from the fangs. The grass in front of the stone steps sizzles, smells foul, and is charred and withered.

Poison technique? !

Niu Meng was startled. For just a moment, the hairs on his hair did stand up, proving that this poison technique would cause harm to him. Then his sense of vigilance disappeared, probably because the poison technique was too weak.

Not bad, but it looks like a child spitting...

"Great!" Niu Meng gave a thumbs up.

Brother Sixteen lowered his head, feeling very happy.

"When did you learn it?"

"On the way down the mountain...Xu Tao found some yincao wild fruits somewhere to make tooth sacrifices. After eating them, he found that they can be used to poison...As for the poisonous fangs, I have always had them..." Brother Sixteen mumbled.

Niu Meng patted Brother Sixteen on the head: "Well, biting by a child is the most neglectful thing. If you practice hard, it might have miraculous effects."

With Niu Meng's encouragement, Brother Sixteen was even happier.

"Brother Niu, will I be promoted to Ghost General?" Brother Sixteen opened his eyes wide and looked at Niu Meng.

Niu Meng smiled: "You can ask Ah Shui, Peipei and Wutou. They broke through from evil ghosts to ghost generals."

"Um!"

After Niu Meng finished speaking, he suddenly looked serious and said to Brother Sixteen, "Wake them up."

"Ah? They just went to bed..."

"There's ghost energy coming, it's very strong."

Brother Sixteen was startled.

Niu Meng consoled him: "Sixteen, I'll go take a look in that direction. After you wake them up, hurry up and leave. If it's the wedding dress and they come, I will catch up. If not, I will hold them back."

Brother Sixteen was startled and nodded silently.

The moon flickered, Niu Meng stood up and walked towards the night while Brother Sixteen was calling for someone.

Between several deserted villages, a bull demon dragged an iron chain and walked on the ridge of the fields. The fields were deserted, the houses were dilapidated, and the tombs were in disrepair. What was even more desolate than the underworld was that not even bones could be seen in the underworld. This is the real ghost.

In the dark deserted village, a female actor was singing an opera, holding an orchid in her arms, singing with a voice full of resentment and sobs. Under the stage piled with dirt in the village, Niu Meng stood still. The female actor sang more vigorously, and the empty voice echoed in the air. The sky above the village is very poetic.

Outside the performance of a piece of music, Hua Dan Yingying thanked her and looked at Niu Meng with a smile: "Does it sound good?"

Niu shook his head fiercely.

"Not nice?"

"Can't understand."

Hua Dan felt a little regretful: "My king said that you are fierce ghosts. You should listen to my song "Three Songs of Death" before you die. It's a pity that you are the only one listening."

"Youling Ghost King, I heard that you are the canary of the underworld Ghost King?" Niu Meng called out the other person's name.

Hua Dan covered her mouth and smiled: "Does Niu also care about this kind of thing?"

Niu Meng nodded.

Hua Dan's smile faded and she felt a little melancholy: "Yes, my sweetheart died for me, and when we came here, we had no descendants to burn incense and offer sacrifices to him. He soon couldn't hold on any longer. In order to get the incense, he sold me to the city. The ghost master."

"Fortunately, I have some beauty. The ghost master dedicated me to the king, and the king raised me. I am his canary, singing to him every day."

"If you sing every day, can you sing to the level of a ghost king?"

"I do not know then."

With a flick of Hua Dan's opera robe, the deserted village suddenly transformed into a pear orchard (a place for opera singing).

Niu Meng was slightly absent-minded.

Drunken high-rollers, down-and-out poets, wealthy officials, indulgent young men, it’s a lively place.

Hua Dan takes Niu Meng to play in the pear garden.

"Others call me the Actor Ghost King, which sounds amazing. In fact, I know it myself. I'm just an actor, and I don't have that much ability. So, let's listen to the music before we go, okay?"

Niu Meng said: "I'm afraid this song is not easy to listen to."

Hua Dan smiled: "Then... you can do it at any time."

As soon as a good show started, Niu Meng's eyes suddenly dazzled, and a dozen guys who looked exactly like the actor Ghost King came to the backstage.

Split soul? It doesn't seem like...

Niu Meng squinted his eyes and found that the actor and ghost king had been dragged onto the stage. For a while, it was difficult to identify the other party's true identity.

Niu Meng was curious and didn't know what the other party was up to.

"Dear gentlemen, next is "The Return of Three Concubines" presented by our famous actress, Ms. Li Youling."

Noisy sounds came and went, and everyone cheered loudly.

The play is very simple. When the scholar husband who promised to stay together was named on the gold medal list, he forgot about his wife who shared the same hardships and married a rich girl. When the wife was desperate, she went to her husband and was kicked out by a wealthy family, which was extremely humiliating. His indifferent attitude broke his wife's heart, and she committed suicide after suffering a series of misfortunes and insults.

The story of a wife who was so distraught that she returned to her hometown after frightening her heartless husband completely.

After singing the song, Niu Meng became irritated and went backstage. As a result, after the Hua Dan took off her makeup, Niu Meng couldn't tell which one was the Actor Ghost King.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Niu fiercely squeezed a beauty's head and roared at the backstage.

Exclamations spread, and the actresses quickly touched up their makeup.

"Why don't you come out and have a fight?!"

After Niu Meng finished speaking, the Huadans transformed quickly, both male and female, into Niu Meng's appearance.

this……

"Fight? How can you fight with me?"

All the people in the background, more than twenty men in total, spoke at the same time.

"Pretend to be a ghost! Yan Xiesuo!"

Seven chains were whipping wildly, and the surrounding cows exploded violently. Actors kept pouring into the backstage to touch up their makeup.

After Niu Meng killed a dozen of them one after another, the remaining Niu Meng suddenly said: "Yan Scorpion Suo!"

Caught off guard, Niu Meng was slapped on the cheek by the iron rope. He dodged the hook in shock and found that the auras of those actors looked more and more like him!

"What a ghost..."

Niu Meng used his strength with his legs and used his Flying Soul Kick. He kicked the heads of two Niu Meng and the remaining five Niu Meng used their Flying Soul Kick at the same time.

puff……

Niu Meng was hit hard on the chest and smashed the dressing table.

The new actors who came in had already put on their makeup and gathered around behind the five great actors.

"Yan Xie Suo!"

"Flying Soul Legs!"

The five Niu Meng's fighting skills were clumsy, but their ghost skills were exactly the same as his. Niu Meng was sweating coldly and struggled to deal with it. After dodging their attacks, he blasted them with lightning speed. A new batch of Niu Meng People gathered around and finally took advantage of the opportunity.

"Scorpion rope!" There are fourteen new batches of Niu Meng, and a total of ninety-eight iron chains are lashing towards Niu Meng like crazy.

Niu Meng was frightened. No matter how powerful his skills were, he could not avoid such an all-round attack!

"Seven Destruction Armors!" Seven iron chains wrapped Niu Meng into a pupa. The outer iron chains hit the iron pupa, and Niu Meng had no power to fight back.

Sparks flew, and Niu Meng hurriedly thought of a way to escape. Suddenly a voice came: "Next is Ms. Li Youling's "Three Songs of Desperation and Two Forgetting"."

Noisy sounds appeared, and everyone clapped their hands and cheered.

The group of actors suddenly stopped, quickly removed their make-up, quickly reapplied it, transformed themselves into actresses, and hurried onto the stage.

Niu Meng stood up with difficulty, his eyes twitching, watching the group of actors performing, and feeling frightened in his heart: How can this mirage be broken...?