No jokes here

This coincides with the time that An Tong said that there will be ghosts appearing here at twelve o'clock.

In metaphysics, twelve o'clock in the night belongs to the time node of the transition of yin and yang. It is the moment when the yang qi completely fades and the yin qi is the most intense.

From this point of view, it is quite in line with its own attributes.

But Lin Qian'an didn't plan to wait until twelve o'clock.

He decided to dig as far as two or three meters down as far as possible while the thing rose upwards.

Run in both directions, and intercept it before it reaches the ground completely.

Ever since, Lin Qian'an circulated his true energy, and directly dug up the ground with a mountain stick.

Although the ground here is hard, after Lin Qian'an consumed nearly one-fifth of his real energy, he still managed to dig out a small pit nearly one meter deep.

By this time, Lin Qian'an did not dare to continue digging.

The consumption is too high, so he must keep a certain amount of real energy so that he has enough combat power to deal with accidents.

Time passed bit by bit, and the red outline in Lin Qianan's eyes was getting closer and closer to the ground.

At around 11:30, the ground in front of Lin Qianan suddenly cracked, and a stone tablet more than one meter wide leaked out.

It is slowly rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the front, there seemed to be words written on it, but because it hadn't risen completely, Lin Qian'an didn't see clearly what the words were.

He stepped forward, put his hand on the stele, and with a thought, wanted to directly collect the stalk points in it.

However, the system did not respond at this time.

Lin Qianan didn't understand why.

But in Lin Qian'an's puzzled expression, the stone tablet has gradually revealed the first blood-red font.

"ghost?"

Lin Qian'an touched his chin, quietly waiting for the next word to appear.

Another 10 minutes passed, and the second word was revealed.

"Door!"

"Gate of ghosts? Gate of ghosts?"

Chapter 65 Demons

After seeing these two words, Lin Qian'an immediately thought of the associated mythology.

There are actually a lot of stalks such as the advent of myths, the revival of myths, and the underworld.

If a similar stalk appears, it is not impossible for the ghost gate to appear.

The problem is that the Fengdu ghost town scenic spot is on the other side of Qing'an City. Isn't it a bit strange that the ghost gate appears here?

Moreover, according to what Lin Qianan learned when he wrote the novel, the Guimen Pass is the pass that divides Yin and Yang, and it is the only way to the underworld. There should be sixteen ghost kings and two gate guards guarding it, belonging to one very important place.

In other words, just like the Nantian Gate of Heaven, it is the face of the underworld.

And no matter how you look at it here, it doesn't have the atmosphere of the underworld.

Just as Lin Qianan was thinking, the last section of the stele also appeared on the surface, and the last word was just as Lin Qianan thought, it was a character for "Guan", which is one of the traditional Chinese characters for Guan.

Because Lin Qian'an excavated a part of the soil, it was suspended in the void.

Lin Qian'an put his hand on it and tried again to let the system absorb its stalk point, but the system still didn't respond.

At the same time, Lin Qian'an felt a strange coldness coming from the place where his palm was in contact with the stele, so cold that he couldn't help but withdraw his hand.

Lin Qian'an looked at the stone tablet that was as tall as two people, and his expression became a little puzzled.

It's a pity that the real eye potion on his body has failed, otherwise he should be able to see some clues.

At this time, a red light suddenly bloomed from the three characters of "Ghost Gate" on the stone tablet, and immediately, the surrounding space began to distort in a state visible to the naked eye.

Lin Qian'an's heart skipped a beat, and when he was about to leave, system prompts appeared one after another.

[Hint: There are stalks near the host, which have been marked. 】

[Hint: There are stalks near the host, which have been marked. 】

.....

He turned his head to look, and saw different spirit bodies walking out of the void. They were male and female, old and young, some had a broken arm, some lost half of their head, and some The whole body is intact, but his eyes are dull and his expression is numb.

Without exception, their body surfaces all had layers of red light.

Not long after, around ten meters around Lin Qianan's body, twenty or thirty similar spirit bodies had already surrounded him, and the number was still increasing sharply.

And they are all slowly approaching the ghost gate stone tablet in the center.

Lin Qian'an held the stick tightly in his right hand, and took out his mobile phone from the space ring with his left hand to check it, and it was already twelve o'clock.

Suddenly, a spirit body seemed to sense Lin Qian'an's existence. It slowly raised its head to look at Lin Qian'an, and then suddenly quickened its pace and rushed towards Lin Qian'an.

"Brother, if you have something to say, don't be impulsive!"

Lin Qian'an tried to communicate with him, but the other party didn't respond at all.

Seeing this, Lin Qian'an directly put away the phone, raised his hand and shot out a sword aura, the spirit body collided with the sword aura, and dissipated in an instant, dropping a stalk.

But before Lin Qianan could pick it up, more and more spirit bodies had already started rushing towards Lin Qianan.

Lin Qian'an sent out several bursts of sword energy, killed several spirit bodies, and then performed light kung fu, leaping into the sky.

At the same time, Lin Qian'an also took out an extended version of "Buddha Light No. [-]" witch medicine from the space ring and drank it.

The material of this witch medicine itself is a bit special. Although it is also refined from enchanted music skewers, the music stored in it is an extended version of the piano music of the Great Compassion Curse, which lasts [-] minutes.

While the effect remains the same, the duration is longer.

The only problem is that An Tong took a little longer to enchant, and Lin Qian'an used a little more mental power when refining the witch medicine.

At the entrance of the witch medicine, Lin Qian'an's whole body was immediately shrouded in a faint golden Buddha light.

At the same time, even the Dishan stick in his hand was stained with golden light.

A veritable dip!

In mid-air, Lin Qian'an suddenly cast the mountain stick and smashed it to the ground.

Bang~!

When the stick fell, the soil flew up, and all the spirit bodies that collided with the stick were also collapsed.

What made Lin Qian'an feel a little awkward was that his stick didn't feel like hitting a solid body at all, only a little bit of hitting the ground.

At this time, another spirit body came towards Lin Qian'an again. Without thinking about it, Lin Qian'an raised his stick and swept away, and in an instant, the three spirit bodies were scattered under the Buddha's light.

Seeing that it was so easy, Lin Qian'an simply borrowed these spirit bodies to practice stick techniques.

When the "Sweeping the Ground Technique" was launched, four or five spirit bodies were scattered by sweeping left and right, and after dozens of sticks were swept down, there were not a few spirit bodies left in the field.

There are only fallen stalks.

Among these things were a bouquet of flowers, and a wooden comb with rotten teeth, and odd things like marbles.

Based on previous experience, Lin Qian'an guessed that this is probably the object of his obsession.

After spending some more time cleaning up all the remaining ghosts in the ghost domain, Lin Qian'an packed all the stalks all over the floor into the space ring, and returned to the stone tablet of the ghost gate.

Lin Qian'an seemed a little puzzled, this thing is so obvious, why did An Tong say that the members of the first team didn't notice it?

As soon as this thought emerged, Lin Qian'an suddenly thought of a possibility.

He retreated ten meters away, and when he looked back, he found that the stele had disappeared.

When he returned to within ten meters of the stele, he saw its existence again.

Sure enough, he was able to see it because the system helped mark it.

And those people in the first team, even if they have similar "spiritual eyes" ability, they can only see the spirit body at most, but not the stone tablet.

After looking at it for a while, Lin Qian'an raised the mountain stick in his hand and slammed it directly at the stele.

Bang ~ click!

There was a gap in the stele, and a small piece of debris fell off.

Lin Qian'an found that there was also a marked red light on the fragment, so he stepped forward to pick it up.

It's cold in the hand, it feels like holding a piece of ice.

Lin Qianan moved slightly, and a system prompt appeared.

[Hint: Whether to collect the stem points attached to the current stem. (Reminder: After collecting the stalk points, the stalk will lose its original function.)]

Seeing this, Lin Qianan was overjoyed.

Is it okay to smash it down?

Then he decisively chose yes.

[Hint: 15.2 stalk points have been successfully collected. 】

After absorbing the stalk point, the stone also turned into fly ash and dissipated.

But Lin Qian'an was a little surprised, just a piece as big as a fingernail, 15 stalk points?

Then, he set his eyes on the stone tablet, and his expression suddenly became much more subtle.

As the zhenyuan circulated, Lin Qian'an slammed down with another stick.

Bang~click~!

This time a larger piece fell.

Lin Qian'an stepped forward to pick it up and gained a full 20 points.

While feeling satisfied, Lin Qian'an decided that the next blow must be a big one.

He took a small step back, and the real energy in his body was accumulated on the stick, making the whole stick glow golden. After accumulating energy for a few seconds, Lin Qian'an directly held the stick with both hands and smashed it down on the stone tablet with all his strength.

The stick is fierce, and the power contained on it is also extremely terrifying.

But at this moment, a system prompt appeared.

[Hint: There are stalks near the host, which have been marked. 】

The next moment, a huge black and blue palm protruded from the void, directly grabbed Lin Qianan's stick and dispelled all its power.

Under Lin Qian'an's surprised eyes, there appeared beside the stone tablet a strange existence with a green face, fangs, a hook around his waist, and a height of about ten feet.

He glared at Lin Qian'an angrily, and shouted: "Mortals, dare to smash the stele of the God of the Underworld Town, and you will die!"

"Do you believe me when I say it's a misunderstanding?" Lin Qianan asked with an ugly expression.

The interests are touching!

These three sticks actually smashed out a behind-the-scenes boss!

"Don't talk too much, you offend the majesty of the underworld, this time you will definitely be imprisoned forever." The evil ghost said.

After saying that, he directly reached out his claws and grabbed Lin Qian'an.

Lin Qian'an hastily let go of the stick, and performed light kung fu, dodging the grab in a short stretch of his body.

"Brother, I really didn't mean to offend." Lin Qian'an tried to explain.

It's not that he doesn't have the idea of ​​a war.

The main reason is that the strengths of the two sides are obviously not at the same level. He tried to extract the Dishan stick just now, but no matter how hard he used his true energy, the Dishan stick remained motionless in the opponent's hand. He really had no choice!

"Dare to resist?"

The evil spirit glared at him, raised his hand and threw the hook at Lin Qian'an directly at his waist.

Lin Qian'an tried to dodge, but found that the hook lock followed him directly as if it could navigate automatically, and was entangled by the hook lock within ten meters.

The true energy in his body was circulating, and he couldn't break free at all.

The evil spirit said: "Take it!"

After uttering one word, the hook and lock were withdrawn in an instant, and Lin Qian'an was also held in his palm, even if Lin Qian'an's [-]th-level "Vajra Subduing Demon Art" was fully exerted, it was still painful.

Looking at the blue-faced, fang-toothed ghost's cheek from a close distance, Lin Qianan's heart beat violently, and finally he couldn't hold back anymore.