On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

Meng Zijin still refused to let me go.

Seeing that her needle was about to pierce my Tianling Cap, Zheng Huaimin spoke anxiously.

"Do you really think you are the only one in this funeral street who sees something is wrong with him?"

"Mother Meng, please stop doing too much!"

"Since Zhang Lingchuan has brought him back, he naturally knows the details of this guy. Otherwise, he would not be able to keep him by his side with confidence, and even leave us all to him to mobilize!"

Meng Zijin snorted coldly: "No matter how powerful Zhang Lingchuan is, he is just a young boy in his early twenties!"

"He also makes mistakes sometimes."

At this time, Zhao Yuanyuan continued: "I don't know if Zhang Lingchuan made a mistake."

"But your devil boy is still locked up in Zhang Lingchuan's cellar."

"I only know that if you touch his people, he will not make it easy for you."

Zheng Huaimin also interjected: "That's right! That man Zhang Lingchuan will retaliate, so don't offend him."

At this time, I was already anxious and sweating on the back of my neck.

"Sister Meng, even if I am a top-notch monster, at least I haven't hurt you at this moment."

"At this critical moment, let's stop fighting among ourselves and hurry down to find Zhang Lingchuan and the others!"

The next second, I noticed the needle leaving my vital point.

But she didn't want to give me a good look. Instead, she snorted and continued walking forward.

I quickly followed up and held the black gold dagger in my hand, but my thoughts were extremely confused.

When I was a child, Yu Shunyi often told me that I was an evil person.

Later, the chief burglar also hinted that I had a different identity.

Could it be that I am really born evil?

Zhao Yuanyuan slowly floated up and walked side by side with me. She spoke in a rare soft voice: "Don't think too much."

"Anyway, there are no ordinary people surviving in Funeral Street."

"So what if you are some evil creature? Your boss is willing to protect you anyway."

I forced a smile.

"Thank you, Yuanyuan."

She sighed quietly: "You're welcome."

"Ever since you, Zhang Lingchuan, rescued me from that village, I have regarded you as my benefactors."

At this time, there was a strange movement in front, and Meng Zijing in front suddenly stopped and gestured to us.

I slowed down my breathing, lowered my body and looked forward.

"Roar--"

"呲-"

Listening to this sound, it sounds like the roar of a wild beast.

When I got closer, I saw that there were really two monsters that looked like cows and mules.

However, their faces are not animal faces, but human-like skeletons!

In my ears, the old man's voice came again.

He spoke in a gentle tone: "Be careful, these are the monsters guarding Wuliang Ghost City. If they are disturbed, there will inevitably be another fierce battle."

I really want to ask the old man if he can continue to use my blood to deal with the monster beast.

But then I thought about it. We don't have enough manpower here.

Naturally, this fight is about saving time and effort.

So I stepped forward and asked Meng Zijin in a low voice: "Sister Meng, can you use a needle to knock down those two monsters?"

She shook her head coldly.

"Monster beasts are different from humans. They are much more agile."

"I'm afraid that we will be killed before the needle comes out."

Agility?

I smacked these three words carefully in my heart, and an idea flashed in my mind.

He immediately took out a stick of incense from his pocket.

I picked this thing up in the shop before setting off.

The incense offered in Zhang Lingchuan's shop has different functions at different prices.

The one in my hand can just make these evil spirits feel ecstatic after sucking it.

As soon as it begins to be used, it will inevitably move slowly.

As I said that, I took out a lighter from my pocket and lit the incense.

But I didn't expect that the incense knocked Zheng Huaimin down before it had any effect on the two monsters.

He was swaying wildly, with a happy smile on his face.

"Yu Tianyi, what kind of fragrance do you have? It makes me drunk after smelling it."

"Tsk, I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time after death."

I sighed secretly in my heart: "There are many other incense products in the shop. If you have the chance, Zhang Lingchuan will give you a try."

The smoke curled up, and I gently fanned the green smoke in front of the two monster beasts.

It wasn't until the incense was only half burned that the monster felt sluggish.

"It's now!"

Meng Zijin instantly fired dozens of needles, stabbing them like cow hair in the direction of the two monster beasts.

However, the two monsters roared angrily and hid.

Damn, underestimate them.

Most of those needles missed the wooden beams on the side.

However, there are also several needles that have penetrated into the monster's body.

When they were enraged, they roared and made a loud noise.

"careful!"

"They're tipping off!"

At this time, I didn't care so much anymore, I rushed forward with the dagger and stabbed the two monsters in the necks.

A fishy smell filled the air instantly.

Damn it, is Zhang Lingchuan’s incense expired?

How come it has so little effect on these two monsters?

But the next second, they both staggered towards the ground as if they were drunk.

"I'm afraid the things down there know we're coming."

Zheng Huaimin looked solemn: "I smelled a lot of things under the tower that frightened me."

Now that we have reached this point, we can only bite the bullet and go down.

"follow me."

"There's nothing scary about that pile."

I wiped the mucus off the dagger and walked ahead.

"Anyway, as many of our people come as we have to go back."

"The worst case scenario is that they all die here, which is no big deal!"

Meng Zijin laughed happily after hearing this.

"What you said is quite right."

"The worst case scenario is death, nothing special!"

After the words fell, we continued walking towards the foot of the tower.

But the strange thing is that there is nothing blocking the rest of the journey.

The entire corridor was eerily quiet.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

I had to be on guard.

At this moment, Zheng Huaimin suddenly spoke up.

"Something must have happened in the tower."

Meng Zijin rolled his eyes.

"You seem to be talking nonsense. If nothing happens, how can those piles of hellish things come up from the ground?"

But Zheng Huaimin's face was extremely ugly.

"But why do I feel that this demon-suppressing tower has become a... Yin-Yang Road?"

Yin Yang Road?

My heart skipped a beat.

The Yin and Yang Roads have existed since ancient times and are used by people in the Yang world to reincarnate after death.

Except for ghost festivals, ghosts in the Yin world are not allowed to return to the Yang world through the Yin and Yang Road.

Otherwise, you will be punished by evil spirits.

Now the Qingming Festival has passed, and July and a half has not yet arrived.

Logically speaking, things in the Yin realm cannot cross the Yang realm.

This is the rule.

The further we go, the more bitingly cold it becomes.

Suddenly a small hill-like cave entrance appeared in front of us, and we suddenly heard a voice.

"Welcome to hell."