Unlucky black cat

Chapter 227 The round sky is cut open

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Probably because the response to such traditional festivals is too enthusiastic.

Therefore, it has also attracted many new activities to follow suit.

For example, this year.

It is planned to be carried out at the same time as the Spring Festival.

There is also a large-scale cosplay show.

During the performance.

People will dress up specifically in anime and get together with costumes of game characters.

However, this event did include an additional theme.

The name is the ghost.

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The streets in the early morning were filled with fog.

Under the startled birds.

Jiang Sheng, who had turned into a cat, was lying on Xing Tai's head.

He led the two staff members from the Spiritual Management Office through the crowd.

They should be preparing to take a look at the door located in the Yama Hall.

Zhao Haiqing still pulled his suitcase.

Wang Yanlin still yawned boredly.

Such a special team naturally attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Of course, what outsiders mainly look at is the cat lying on the person's head.

Meow.

Clearly pointing in one direction with his tail, as the only member of the team who could sense the door, Jiang Sheng shouldered the responsibility of taking the lead.

Want to find the door.

Xing Tai's inspiration is not enough.

Even Zhao Haiqing and Wang Yanlin's senses can't be called sharp.

It is worth mentioning that.

Today, Yama Luodian has been blocked off by the police with isolation tapes.

They are investigating the cause of the house collapse.

Fortunately, Zhao Haiqing brought his ID.

Therefore, Jiang Sheng and others could step into the bamboo forest in the hall without any hindrance.

So, the door is hidden in a place like this?

Wang Yanlin looked around at the scattered vegetation.

It doesn't look hidden at all.

It's already very hidden.

Zhao Haiqing very carefully pulled out two pistols from his waist.

His bullets are all endowed with special engravings.

Can cause real damage to supernatural beings.

You have to understand that people who are not inspired enough will not realize the existence of the door even if they pass by it.

These are all things clearly stated in the documents provided by the Spiritual Management Office.

But for Three Thousand Resentments, isn't the door open to cover?

Wang Yanlin patted the bamboo pole beside him casually.

he asked.

In fact, Zhao Haiqing was questioned.

But there is nothing that can stop an alien like Three Thousand Resentments.

The chatter fell into silence.

Jiang Sheng closed his eyes.

I once again felt a throbbing coming from the depths of my soul.

The haze of fog.

It's like a body wrapped around it, wandering in nothingness.

Unknowingly, the black cat had jumped from Xing Tai's shoulder to the ground.

Then he walked forward as if there was no one else around.

We'll follow.

When the girl saw this, she immediately turned around and greeted the two people at the spirit tube.

Wang Yanlin and Zhao Haiqing looked at each other.

Finally, everyone made preparations.

The group of people walked in circles in the dense bamboo forest.

Finally, after passing a shrine on the way.

Jiang Sheng gradually stopped.

Then he slowly opened his eyes.

We're here, the door, right in front.

The cat demon spoke word by word.

At this moment, in front of it, there were already many pavilions and a door that was ajar.

The problem is that.

If everything inside the door is barbaric, how can there be any buildings?

Door, where did the door come from?

Wang Yanlin, who was carrying a cloth bag, looked surprised.

He couldn't see the door, it just felt eerie.

Including Xing Tai and Zhao Haiqing.

They all couldn't see anything.

Put your hands on my back.

Jiang Sheng came to his senses and spoke again.

It has an inexplicable feeling at the moment.

You can share your inspiration with people who are in contact with you.

Sure enough, the other three people reached out to the black cat.

A door also appeared.

I remember, that monster.

Xing Tai fell into a trance with a pale face.

Zhao Haiqing and Wang Yanlin were not immune.

For a moment.

They saw various scenes inside the door.

There is a coiled dragon lying prone on the top of the tower.

There are mouthpieces disguised as the abyss.

There is a suzuka running on the back of a turtle.

There are giant feet that drink thirstily toward the river.

A brain with writhing tentacles.

There is a reptile hugging the horse's face.

There are walking corpses with heads flying into the air.

There are waitresses who parade around with knives.

There is an old woman sharpening her knife.

There is a kettle with hidden murderous intent.

A god with three heads and six arms.

There are hundreds of gears turning.

There are bats under the cross.

There are slaves outside the pyramid.

Fuck, what are those things!

Wang Yanlin, who had a splitting headache, cursed secretly in a low voice.

Those are the source of all myths, the world where humans in ancient times once lived.

Zhao Haiqing, who had read the information, still managed to retain some sense.

Penglai, the Western Heaven, the Four Seas, China, Rakshasa Kingdom, the Tower of Babel, Buzhou Mountain, Heianjing, Atlantis, and the Hanging Gardens of Babylon. Everything that has long passed away in our reality is there, all there. Behind that door. For thousands of years, the civilization there has long been destroyed, the gods and demons there are lawless, and it has been reduced to the most complete wilderness. Monsters divide the city, and evil spirits prey on strange beasts. Damn it, Wang Yanlin, you can't Take a look at the documents issued by the management office!

Isn't there someone watching this?

Wang Yanlin's hands and feet twitched the corners of his mouth coldly.

So, what are these so-called gods, demons, evil spirits and various strange beasts?

They are above the resentful spirits and are naturally weird.

Zhao Haiqing tried his best to recycle his spirit outwards.

Spiritual power is like an arm to them, and disaster is the air they breathe every day.

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He probably already got the answer he wanted.

Jiang Sheng suddenly cut off the connection between himself and the gate.

Wang Yanlin and Zhao Haiqing fell to the ground at the same time.

Xing Tai shook her head and half held her forehead.

so.

In front of the forest path with whirling leaves, the cat demon turned around little by little.

Should we talk now about how to make Sanqianyuan give up this door?