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It was really talking nonsense all the way.

Finally, he parked the car at a well-lit intersection and pointed to a dark alley.

"Here, that place is... Huagulou Hutong. It has been vacant for many years. It was supposed to be developed, but the residents have all been relocated.

But I don't know why it has been silent.

Let me tell you, this place is evil.

Young man, it's not yet 12 o'clock, I'm so curious, go and have a look, and get out early.

It's not until 12 o'clock, the gate of ghosts won't be closed, you still have some salvation, so don't be stunned.

There's nothing wrong with exploring, but it's too dangerous to be alone."

Under the kindly request of the driver's brother, Xia Yi paid the bill with a smile and got out of the car.

The taxi disappeared in a flash.

And Xia Yi looked left and right at the sparsely populated place, and walked towards the dark place step by step with Di Fan in his hand.

When he stepped into the darkness of Huagulou Hutong, the jade tablet in his pocket shone a dim light.

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Xia Yi walked in this dark alley.

Walked for about half an hour.

Walked around six alleys in a row.

There are "demolition" everywhere on the walls of these alleys

words, but the traces are mottled.

At the same time, because there is no electric light, it is really quite infiltrating in the dark.

But Xia Yi didn't notice any cold feeling.

On the contrary, I think the place is too clean.

After walking along the road for a long time, he found nothing, and couldn't help but wonder what the old principal meant.

Finally, he came to the only wide area in this area, in front of a two-story building.

This is a three-way intersection, and the plaque on the two-story building also says "Struggle Store"

Such a very old handwriting.

And there are two concrete piers next to it.

It was made to look like a chair.

I think it was a place where people who came to the store to buy things rested.

Xia Yi thought for a while, and didn't leave, he sat directly on the concrete pier, and took out the mask from his pocket.

Look at the time.

It's just past 10 o'clock.

He carefully perceives the surrounding information through the heart network and the ubiquitous wind.

Nothing.

In the end, he could only put on the mask, and at the same time took out the jade token in his pocket.

There were no holes in the eyes of the mask, but when Xia Yi put on the mask, strange things happened.

His vision was not obstructed in the slightest.

As strange as if the mask were a holographic helmet.

Take it off and see, he puts it on, takes it off and puts it on again, repeats several times until a sound is heard.

"Oh, my lord Wu is discouraged, the little one: I deserve death! I made you wait so long.

Please forgive me, my lord."

Following the words, Xia Yi, who was wearing a mask, raised his head, and immediately saw a middle-aged man wearing a round cap, a long coat, and black cloth shoes, with a flattering face, nodding and bowing over.

The feedback Xia Yi's heart network gave to the other party was abnormal, but it didn't feel cold.

Spiritual body! Spiritual body, that is, the so-called ghost.

It is usually transformed by some people whose obsessions do not dissipate after death.

The strength is the weakest, but it is the alien that has been contacted the most by mortals.

In the past, there were so many and various types, such as ghosts who serve as minions, such as lonely ghosts in places of mass burials, etc..., originally there were many, many.

But since the old rectification movement that broke the four 44s, some powerful ghosts should be damned dead, and those who should be Dharma protectors have become Dharma protectors. In short, this thing is really rare in the end.

Even horror movies are so harmonious that they can only be hallucinations.

This shows the determination of the above to rectify this aspect.

And at this moment, at the feet of the emperor, I can actually see a ghost that has probably lived for many years and still retains the characteristics of this era?

There are ways to deal with the killing and wounding of spirit bodies. I am not talented, and I am proficient in lightning strikes from the sky, which is just enough to restrain all ghosts and monsters.

And as soon as Xia Yi made the movement of holding the knife, the flattering ghost immediately.

His face was terrified, but he didn't run away. Instead, he quickly walked up to Xia Yi, bowed his head and said, "Master Wu, please forgive me, please forgive me, Mr. Wu. Today's little one: I have already discovered my lord, but my lord Didn’t take out the token, little one: I don’t dare to misrecognize it! My lord, forgive me, my lord, forgive me!”

""

Seeing him slapping himself on the mouth, Xia Yi asked speechlessly: "You know me?"

"do not know."

"what"

If you don’t know me, call me a hammer! Xia Yi thought to himself.

But the ghost shook his head: "My lord, the small one is just a dead soul. The mighty face of the lord, the small one: I'm afraid I'll be out of my wits if I see it once. How dare I look at it? It's just a small one: I can recognize the jade card in the hands of the lord. The host once said , no matter who, as long as he holds a jade tablet with the word Wu, he is Master Wu of Huagulou Ghost City, little one: I have been here for many years, and I will never admit it wrong."

"Who is the owner"

Xia Yi keenly grasped a message.

But the ghost shook his head: "Master Wu, please don't offend the little one, the name of the landlord is taboo, how can it be a little one: the little one who can shout: don't say shouting, I'm afraid if you mention it twice, you may lose your wits.

Master Wu, don't embarrass the little ones:.

Now that the ghost market is about to start in an hour, adults might as well take a seat in the building first: arrange a few handsome sisters-in-law to sing some songs for adults."

Hearing this, Xia Yi narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded: "What's your name?"

"Small: The humble name is Liu Quan.

Master Wu, please."

As he spoke, he pointed to the gate of the Struggle Store.

As soon as Xia Yi turned his head, he saw the light and shadow change instantly. The Struggle Store in front of him suddenly seemed to have been torn off its camouflage, and turned into a brightly lit two-story building.

And that "Struggle Store"

The signboard has also changed.

"Flower Drum Opera Garden" turned out to be an illusion! His eyes were full of surprise.

This illusion is different from the illusion when I strengthened it. According to the records, this illusion was also called Dongtian at the earliest, and it was only created by some treasures or people with great supernatural powers.

It was first used by Xiuxian Da Neng as a cave, and it is difficult for outsiders to enter.

And the most vivid example is that Tao Yuanming... strayed into the Dongtian Fuyuan created by a certain ancestor to protect his direct descendants.

Only then did the classic "Peach Blossom Spring" come into being.

At this moment, he is actually in: In the imperial city, he has entered a fantasy land. What kind of international jokes are you making? Yanjing's investigation bureau doesn't care...

Yes? Suddenly, Xia Yi thought of something, and his expression turned calm.

in spite of....

Ha ha.

how is this possible.

I'm afraid this place has changed owners long ago.

Thinking of this, the guard in his heart dropped by [-]%.

Following Liu Quan who nodded and bowed, he walked directly into the Huagu Opera Garden.

On the first floor of the opera garden is the stage, tables, chairs and benches, which are no different from the teahouses in Yanjing now.

Liu Quan led him upstairs all the way, and when he came to the largest private room, he immediately.

Clap your hands.

"Master Wu is here, hurry up and sing a song for him. Hehehe, Master Wu, sit down for a while, and I will make tea for you."

As soon as the words fell, he turned into a breeze.

At the same time, behind the beaded curtains of the elegant screens in the decoration, there suddenly appears a vague silhouette of a woman.

It can be vaguely seen that the woman is holding a pipa in her hand and wearing a cheongsam.

But I can't see the face.

I only heard a burst of prodigal singing from behind the screen: "Dreams return to the warbler, and the years are full of chaos.

People set up small courtyards and deep courtyards.

When the smoke is exhausted and the embroidery thread is thrown away, this spring is like last year"

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Xia Yi knew that the pity who was singing at the moment was also a ghost.

Awakened people have many ways to deal with ghosts, but most of them are not born Awakened people.

This method of saving ghosts and saving people is usually a method of Taoism and Buddhism.

If the innately awakened person has not awakened the ability to kill spirits, dealing with such spirits usually requires special bullets engraved with talismans or scriptures, or by smearing some special Buddhism on their cold weapons. Knife oil and more...

But now the Awakened have a general concrete perception.

When encountering a non-artificially refined ghost, you either live or die.

It sounds like nonsense, but it's true.

Naturally bred ghosts are usually weak, and can be easily defeated by the above-mentioned methods.

And if you encounter that kind of evil ghost that has escaped catastrophe for hundreds of years, if you don't have the means to kill, or the strength above level [-], then you will die.

But the chance of encountering this kind of evil spirit is the same as buying a lottery ticket. You may not encounter it once every five or ten years.

Therefore, the heterogeneous spirit body has gradually been eliminated from the mainstream heterogeneous circle, and it will never return to the prosperous age of the night tour of the ghosts.

But this is indeed a good thing for mortals, right? Although Xia Yi hasn't let go of his guard for the time being, but with the breath of thunder, if he targets some ghosts, he really won't panic.

So at this moment, he just sat at the window of the private room, looking at the still dark Huagulou Lane outside, waiting for Liu Quan's arrival.

Not long after, Liu Quan entered the room with a tray in his hand, and said flatteringly, "Lord Wu, please."

Xia Yi took the eight-treasures tea bowl, opened it and sniffed the aroma of tea leaves, a scent of ripe malt.

It seems to be the voice of Longjing Liu Quan: "Master Wu, this is the Longjing before the rain brought by Master Wen this year. This year is a good year, the weather is good, and we are in another year of peace and prosperity, thanks to you, Master Wu. Only by being able to protect our home and defend our country can we give us such a stable year, little one: Thank you, Lord Wu, for the servants of Huagulou Lane."

The cheongsam female ghost inside the bead curtain paused at the right time, and Yingying's voice sounded: "Lord Xie Wu."

""

Xia Yi can only say that this flattery sounds really comfortable.

But at the same time, a question arises, "Who is Mr. Wen?"