On the Avenue

The realm of ghosts and gods is the name given by the monks to the mysterious and incomprehensible areas.

Such places are often accompanied by strange rules. For example, there is a place called Huixing Town outside the provincial capital of Xinxiang Province, which is a famous realm of ghosts and gods.

People who enter Huixing Town will repeat what happened on the same day, and will continue to reincarnate, and will never be able to get out until they die.

There is also a realm of ghosts and gods in Nanmen County, which will turn people who enter it into paper people, and even great magical powers will be completely useless.

However, these places have long been famous all over the world, and everyone knows that they are well-known dangerous places.

And Huangpo Village is just a village under XX City, Xinxiang Province. Why is there such a dangerous place that is unknown?

"Xinxiang big bad guy, shameless little man!"

As soon as the purple-clothed woman thought of this, the Jinyiwei who followed her were in a panic. Some people activated magic to try to restore their bodies, and some ran back, thinking that they could recover as before after running out of this realm of ghosts and gods. Some people fell to the ground in panic and broke themselves into pieces.

The purple-clothed woman shouted: "Don't run around! Listen to my orders!"

The crowd gradually calmed down and gathered together again, with eyes on her.

The purple-clothed woman calmed down and said: "Since there is a ghost and god area here, it means we are in the right place. This is the rumored tomb of the real king..."

At this time, Chen Shi's voice came from the front: "Big sister, why didn't you catch up? The nest of those porcelain dolls is here!"

The purple-clothed woman looked like lightning and looked in the direction of the voice. She saw a small head sticking out from behind a large earth slope. It was Chen Shi, with an innocent face, clear and stupid eyes. Obviously, he was not the treacherous person she imagined.

"He is just a child. I may have thought too much."

The purple-clothed woman felt a little guilty. She actually imagined Chen Shi as a calculating person and forgot that he was still a child in his teens.

The purple-clothed woman looked at Chen Shi and her heart moved slightly. Chen Shi, like them, also became a porcelain doll!

"This kid obviously isn't here for the first time, so he must know how to transform from a porcelain doll into a human!"

Her eyes lit up, and she immediately ordered: "Follow up, seize the opportunity to capture him!"

Everyone rushed forward, and the forest in front gradually became sparse, and the trees were no longer dense. On the contrary, there were tall mounds of earth.

The mounds were hollow, with traces of burning, like cave dwellings.

In addition, there were huge pottery jars, some broken, some intact, four or five times taller than them, like inexplicable giants, very oppressive.

Everyone chased Chen Shi, shuttling between pottery jars and cave dwellings. The purple-clothed woman walked at the end, looking around in surprise, and suddenly realized: "No, this is not the tomb of the real king! This is... a kiln factory that fires porcelain!"

All kinds of thoughts popped up in her mind. How could a kiln factory in the countryside become a realm of ghosts and gods?

Where did the porcelain in the kiln factory come from?

What did Chen Shi bring them to the kiln factory for?

Just as she thought of this, Fang He's voice suddenly came from the front: "We lost them... There are people there! It's the group of porcelain dolls!"

The purple-clothed woman hurried forward, only to see that the porcelain dolls who were playing by the stream just now were hiding in the shadow of a still broken cave, looking at them in horror.

One of the porcelain dolls waved at them repeatedly.

A Jinyiwei laughed and said, "These little things are afraid of us..."

The purple-clothed woman came to her senses, her face changed, and she said quickly, "They are not afraid of us, but other things! Get back quickly--"

Suddenly, the earth rumbled and trembled, the sky and the earth suddenly became dark, and the wind blew violently. Three giants in blue-gray clothes took steps and walked towards this side.

The giants were tall and thin, at least one or two feet tall, and the purple-clothed woman and others turned into porcelain dolls less than a foot tall, which made the giants look even taller.

The giant had slender hands and feet, and his face was like a clay sculpture, without any expression, like a kiln worker who was kneading porcelain in a kiln factory. The movement caused gusts of cold wind, and when he saw them, he reached out to grab them.

Everyone ran away, and suddenly one of them was caught by one of the kiln workers. With a snap, his neck was broken, and the porcelain head was crushed into pieces, and turned into slag and flowed out from the giant's fingers.

Seeing this, the others ran faster, but the kiln workers took a step and reached out to them for dozens of steps. They easily caught up with one person and grabbed him in their hands.

The purple-clothed woman was horrified. Although she was a cultivator and had already cultivated a divine fetus, she fell into the realm of ghosts and gods. The power of her Taoism was greatly damaged and could not threaten these kiln workers!

The kiln workers would probably crush her to pieces with a light kick!

She ran desperately, shuttled back and forth in the kiln factory, avoiding the pursuit of the kiln workers, but there were fewer and fewer people around her, and soon she was the only one left.

The others were caught by the three kiln workers.

The purple-clothed woman suddenly thought of the porcelain dolls hiding in the caves, and she quickly hid in a dilapidated cave.

There were actually a few porcelain dolls hiding in the cave. When they saw her hiding in, they waved their hands repeatedly, signaling her not to make any noise.

The three kiln workers bent down and looked around. One of them stuck his head out, blocking the entrance of the cave with his huge face.

The purple-clothed woman held her breath and didn't dare to make any sound.

The kiln worker's behavior was stiff, his eyes were dull, and his eyeballs were like porcelain, rustling when they turned. He glanced into the cave, then stood up and strode away.

The other kiln workers stopped searching.

After a while, the porcelain dolls poked their heads out furtively, looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and waved to her.

The purple-clothed woman approached, bent her waist and followed the porcelain dolls quietly.

Not far away, a huge cave was blazing with flames, and the charcoal fire was blazing. The three kiln workers threw the porcelain dolls they caught into the flames.

The porcelain dolls struggled, screamed, melted and deformed in the flames.

The purple-clothed woman felt heartbroken. Those porcelain dolls were the Jinyiwei of the Zhao family in Xinxiang, and now they died in such a broken place in the countryside!

She followed the porcelain dolls and quietly left the kiln factory.

"Girl, were you also deceived by the little beast in Huangpo Village to come here?" One of the porcelain dolls asked.

The purple-clothed woman said: "I don't understand what you say...huh?"

She was surprised to find that after she became a porcelain doll, she could understand the bird-like language of these porcelain dolls without any teacher!

The purple-clothed woman did not hide anything and told the whole story, saying: "He said he was honest, but he was full of bad intentions! You..."

One of the porcelain dolls sighed and said: "We also came here to look for treasures, but he tricked us into this place, and that's why we ended up like this."

"And us." Several more porcelain dolls came over.

"And us."

Outside the kiln factory, groups of porcelain dolls came over, each with a gloomy face.

"We heard that the tomb of the real king was nearby, so we came to search for this big tomb, hoping to have some opportunities. Unexpectedly, people's hearts are not as good as they used to be. Who would have thought that there would be such a little devil in the simple countryside!"

A seemingly old porcelain doll was filled with grief and anger. He paused the cane in his hand and said angrily, "The little devil tricked us here and turned us into porcelain! In the past two years, more and more people have been tricked by him!"

Some people were indignant: "Don't be a son of a bitch!"

Everyone echoed: "Yes! Don't be a son of a bitch!"

The purple-clothed woman also echoed, but she said in her heart: "These people are also here to find the tomb of the real king. Obviously, like me, they also used the means of killing to silence people. Little Chengshi discovered it, so he tricked them here. . This kid..."

When she thought of Chen Shi, she couldn't help but feel angry: "Is the brat really only ten years old? And how did he turn from porcelain into a human body?"

"Girl, you are..."

A porcelain doll that looked like a middle-aged man came forward, looked at the purple-clothed woman, and suddenly lost his voice and said, "Are you the second Miss Zhao from the Zhao family in Xinxiang Province?"

The purple-clothed woman was surprised, nodded, and said, "You are..."

The porcelain doll said, "I am Li Xian from Quanzhou, the second Miss Zhao, we met each other years ago!"

The purple-clothed woman was shocked. Li Xian from Quanzhou was born in a famous family and had a long-standing reputation. It was heard that there were fierce bandits entrenched in Longyuan and no one could defeat them. Li Xian from Quanzhou actually broke into Longyuan alone, went in and out seven times, and no one could stop him!

When he came to Xinxiang Province, his father asked her to meet Uncle Li, but he didn't expect to fall into this remote place!

"I am He Qinghe from Danjiang, and I have met Miss Zhao Er."

The purple-clothed woman was shocked again. This Danjiang He Qinghe was also a well-known figure. He had cultivated the golden elixir and was a master among the younger generation!

He was trapped here!

A porcelain doll in the shape of a woman said, "I am Lin Feishuang, and I have met Miss Zhao Er and all of you."

"I am Long Gang from Xinxiang, and I have met Miss Zhao Er and all of you!"

"I am Huaqing Pool in Yudu, and I have met Miss Zhao Er."

...

These porcelain dolls reported their names one by one, and they were all well-known figures. Among them was an old senior who had cultivated the Nascent Soul!

The purple-clothed woman was both surprised and horrified. Some of these strong men, even the Xinxiang Zhao family, had to treat them with courtesy. Unexpectedly, they were all tricked by that little guy and turned into porcelain dolls, at the mercy of others!

"However, my position in the Zhao family is not low. I haven't been home for a few days. My father will definitely send people to search for me. As long as they find Huangpo Village, they can find our traces and rescue me!" She thought to herself.

In the kiln factory, the flames shot up to the sky.

Chen Shi quietly retreated to the dark corner of the wall, avoiding the three kiln workers who looked like wood carvings and clay sculptures.

There were several large jars in the corner. Seeing him squeeze in, they quickly retracted their hands and feet and squeezed more tightly so that the porcelain doll could not squeeze in.

However, there was a large gap between them, and Chen Shi still squeezed in.

Three kiln workers with long arms and legs walked by. One of the kiln workers glanced at the jars in the corner. One of the jars was frightened and grew a leg with a pop.

The other two kiln workers immediately turned their heads to look. Seeing that the situation was not good, the jar immediately grew two arms and another leg and ran away, and the jar lids banged.

The three kiln workers immediately chased after it. After a while, two kiln workers turned back, leaned down, and approached the jars in the corner with expressionless faces, as if checking which jars were alive.

Chen Shi, who was hiding in the corner of the jars, secretly looked at them. The kiln workers' eyes were gray, like porcelain that failed to be fired.

The two kiln workers examined it and found that the jars were not doing anything strange, so they left.

After a while, another kiln worker dragged the escaped jar back and threw it into the kiln for smelting.

In the shadow of the corner, Chen Shi and the surviving jars tiptoed and left quietly.

The surviving jars seemed to have a bad relationship with Chen Shi. When they got rid of the sight of the three kiln workers, they turned around to find Chen Shi to settle accounts, but there was nothing behind them. Chen Shi had already taken the opportunity to slip away without a trace.