This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling looked solemn. She accidentally discovered that there was an unknown evil hidden in the statue of the Parade of Gods. She couldn't imagine what would happen if everyone carried it into Tianxing Mansion...

After they covered the place with the red cloth, An Ling could no longer see the black gas in her spiritual vision, but only a blur.

"That piece of red cloth...what's its origin?" An Ling asked Qin Lanzhi.

Qin Lanzhi was stunned when she was eating secretly. She quickly swallowed it and replied, "I peeked last night. They soaked the cloth in water made of leaves of unknown origin, and then sewed a few pieces of yellow paper inside."

Seeing An Ling's serious expression, he asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

An Ling didn't expect that such a red cloth could even block spiritual vision. She remembered the things covered by the red cloth in the utility room just now, and hurried over to lift the red cloth one by one to check. Fortunately, these were just some ordinary sundries and there was no evil spirit present.

"How many such statues will they carry into the city?" An Ling asked.

"I don't know, but I heard before that the whole street was filled with the procession of statues of gods, so I guess there must be a lot of them."

An Ling said to Qin Lanzhi with a firm look, "We must prevent the statues mixed with evil spirits from entering the city!"

The two waited for a long time. After those people finally left, An Ling carefully lifted the red cloth covering the statue, but for some reason she shuddered violently.

The interior of the ancestral temple is very deep, and sunlight cannot shine into the house. The candlelight in the house is dim. A gust of wind blows, and the swaying candlelight jumps like someone's heartbeat.

An Ling was in such an environment, facing the smiling face of the statue. Her hands holding the red cloth seemed to be weighed down by a thousand pounds, making it hard for her to breathe. She had no choice but to let go and cover the statue again.

"Hoo, hoo..." She covered her chest, feeling as if her heart was about to jump out. Her palms were trembling slightly, and every cell in her body was clamoring for the signal to "run".

Even though the monster inside hadn't come out yet, she was already trembling with fear.

"Lanzhi, why don't you go out first..." An Ling turned around and wanted to say something to Qin Lanzhi, but found that Qin Lanzhi had disappeared! In the room, only An Ling and the statue with evil things inside were left staring at each other.

An Ling retreated slowly. Her spiritual power had not yet fully recovered, so it was not appropriate for her to use force. The most important thing was to find Qin Lanzhi!

She stared at the statue, backed away, walked back the way she came, and gradually fell into darkness...

An Ling didn't know when her psychic vision stopped working. The only sounds of her own footsteps and the flickering candlelight in the distance were all that accompanied her. She continued walking, counting how many steps she had taken.

"Twenty-nine, thirty..." At the 30th step, An Ling's back hit something, making a slight impact sound.

An Ling was instantly horrified, turned on the illumination technique, and looked back suddenly, only to find that she was back in front of the statue again!

She took a step back, swallowed, and drew out the Xiangzhu Sword. If it really didn't work, she would no longer care about the overall situation and would just chop the damn thing down with one sword first!

An Ling quickly turned her head and glanced in the direction she had just come from. It was already pitch black there, and there was no candlelight anymore.

"Fell into a trap!"

Even at this point, how could An Ling not realize that she had foolishly fallen for the evil creature's magic again!

She imitated the trick she used to deal with the mirror ghost and quickly roared like a lion at the statue.

The righteous lion's roar consumed half of the spiritual power that An Ling had just managed to accumulate. The statue shattered and the surrounding environment distorted for a while, but soon returned to calm.

In the distance, there was another bright yellow light, exactly the same as the candlelight when I came.

An Ling walked quickly towards the light, keeping a close eye on her surroundings, only to find that by following the light, she finally returned to where she was just now.

Someone lifted up the red cloth on the statue, and the statue was looking at An Ling with long eyebrows and drooping eyes, as if laughing at her stupidity.

An Ling was filled with rage. She shouted loudly, jumped up and split the statue in half with a sword. The statue was split in half by An Ling, and the clay statues on both sides slowly unfolded like a strange flower. The black stuff inside flowed out slowly like water and went into the darkness.

"Hurry up and obey the order!" An Ling threw out a yellow talisman and stuck it on the black water. The black water melted directly where the yellow talisman touched. The effect was extremely significant, but the other parts that did not touch the yellow talisman flowed through on both sides and seemed to be completely undamaged.

Upon seeing this, An Ling used up her last bit of spiritual power and roared like a lion towards the black water. The huge sound wave shook the whole room violently, but in the end, it broke under the weight.

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"Mom, why is the statue crying?" The little girl asked her mother in a tender voice. She rode on her father's neck, very close to the procession, and saw that behind the layers of curtains, two lines of black water slowly flowed from the eyes of the male deity's statue, as if the deity was crying.

"Silly child, why would the statue of God cry?" The woman answered with a smile. During this festival of family reunion, she and her husband took several children to the street to watch the parade of gods. This is a traditional activity that has been passed down in Tianxing Prefecture for thousands of years. All Tianxing people, no matter how busy they are, will come back to participate in the parade of gods.

As night falls, the entire Tianxing Prefecture is ablaze with lights and colorful ribbons used for praying for blessings. It looks very festive. The streets are filled with people, all looking up at the statues that are either solemn, cute, or funny and cute. Next to the statues, there are many people wearing special clothes performing dances or juggling.

The little girl soon forgot about it and continued to wave her hands, cheering for the colorful adults.

……

In a small alley just separated by a wall, Qi Yunqi was thrown hard against the wall, making a loud crash, but the street was crowded with people and no one heard such a loud noise.

Qi Yunqi's eyes were clear, he grinned and said, "Are you a human or a monster? How come you are so strong?"

His opponent was destined not to give him any answer. Its body had grown to two meters, and its bulging muscles were covered with roots floating in the wind. The human's neck was cut off directly, and several green branches and leaves grew out from the depth of the throat, replacing the head of the body.

A head with eyes open was casually discarded aside. It can be seen that its former owner was once a thin young man. Before his death, he had a crazy smile on his face and his tongue was stretched out and tilted to one side.

"You can't speak? That means you are a monster. And why is the branch on your head so similar to the big banyan tree in my house? And the roots are similar too."

The "Banyan Tree Man" was silent, and every root of his body seemed to have its own will, shooting towards Qi Yunqi. The Banyan Tree Man himself swung his huge fist and pounced on Qi Yunqi with the force of a mountain!

Such battles were taking place everywhere in the bustling Tianxing Prefecture, but each battlefield was kept as far away from the crowd as possible. The people who were celebrating the festival had no idea that behind them, countless monsters were waiting for their chance to strike.