Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Regarding the incomprehensible situation in front of him, Li Changan had a vague idea in his mind, but for this idea to become a practical plan, he still needs to go deep into the monster cluster and know the situation in detail.

Therefore, his next first step is to re-enter the Xiaoshui illusion-this volcano that may erupt at any time.

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Illusion.

Yujiadi shop.

Sparse and dense in wind and rain.

In the middle of the yard, the branches and leaves of the locust tree are much sparse.

On the contrary, the surrounding vines bloomed in full bloom, and the flowers were so rich that they looked like overripe fruits that fell on the ground. They were so purple that they would drip pus, melt, or rot, and were washed by rain. The entire yard was filled with greasy people. Fragrant.

"sneeze."

The shopkeeper rubbed his nose, placed the moved stools one by one in the corridor, and pulled a piece of rag--there has been a lot of rain and tide, and the seats and benches are old with mildew--he made them meticulously, even with wooden seams on the back. The dirt inside must be cleaned up.

But it didn't last long.

"Woo~"

Suddenly a weird horn sounded everywhere in the city.

The sound of the trumpet was thin and scratchy, sweeping across the sky, pulling the slanting rain intermittently.

The store froze abruptly in the sound of the trumpet.

It's a long time.

Only a Ji Ling woke up.

Seems to have some instructions.

Quickly ran to the door and picked up the top stick beside the door.

It's not dark yet, so it's going to be closed.

But the door didn't have time to close.

A calf leather boot stepped into the threshold first, and then a tall figure squeezed into the yard with water vapor in it.

The visitor put down a big bamboo box, took off his clothes and hat, turned his back to the store, revealing a pair of big dangling earrings, and patted himself with the muddy water on his body.

The shopkeeper saw that he grew up, and he didn't dare to stop him: "This customer, I'm really sorry, the shop is closed."

"Opening a store also pushes the business out?"

The voice of the incoming person is clearer, thinking that the next year will be young, but he turned his face, but showed a big beard.

Brownish yellow and curly.

Take a closer look, with high eyes and deep nose.

At this time, what else can outsiders who come to Xiaoshui do?

Buy wine.

80% of this man is a husky businessman.

The store's waist was suddenly much straighter.

"No way, this is the rule of the yamen. Recently, the curfew has been strict. No entry is allowed at night. All hotel shops have to close early. Besides, the shop is full, and the guests just want to live, and there is no room."

After speaking, the store made a beating and pushed the door open.

"I think the guests should take advantage of the weather to be not too late, and hurry to another home..."

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling silver naked boy was squeezed in front of his eyes.

The store closed the door silently, his waist collapsed.

It's like changing faces.

"It turned out to be a distinguished guest! Please come inside."

Hu Shang smiled and said, "There is another room."

"A distinguished guest like you must have a guest room at all times."

The shopkeeper laughed and stretched out his hand to help Hu Shang with his luggage, but Hu Shang carried the bamboo box in his own hand. The shop was quite discerning, not embarrassed at all, turned his head and grabbed one side. Without changing the color of their faces, the hats and the fur clothes led the Hu Shang into the corridor.

The corridor is full of low tables and stools, and it is not easy to step down, so the Husband can't help but wonder:

"What kind of battle is this?"

The shopkeeper led the way: "Since the guests have come to Xiaoshui City, they must know that it will be the Dionysian Festival in a few days. There are many friends from all over the world. My small shop is also full of high-profile guests who come to buy wine. It's just a few days ago. The government has a strict curfew and no entry and exit at night. I was afraid that the guests would be bored at night, so I asked a few sisters to sing songs on the corridor to relieve their boredom."

"Jin Ling'er who is on stage today is a well-known rap and sing. The guests are really lucky and have a good time."

Hushang is not commenting on the sweet Jinlinger in the store, but is more interested in curfews.

"The curfew? Is this peaceful and prosperous age? Why? The murderer? The gangster? Or..."

Hu Shang paused, and slowly swallowed a word.

"monster."

The store stood still.

His eyes became hollow in an instant, and his neck seemed to swing unconsciously.

The air seemed to become heavy, the two of them had no words, and the surroundings were weirdly quiet. Except for the wind and rain, there was no other sound in this hotel full of guests.

for a long time.

Until Hu Shang silently explored the bamboo box.

The store suddenly "lived" back.

"Let's just do a small business, how do you know about the yamen? You should come to the backyard with me first."

"backyard?"

Unexpectedly, it was Hu Shang's turn to stop now.

He straightened his face, his eyebrows wrinkled down with his beard.

"I heard that there is a donkey stable in the backyard of your shop. What's the matter? The distinguished guest has to sleep next to the animal?"

For the sake of silver, the store quickly explained:

"Guests, you laughed, there are several walls, how can you call them next to each other? Besides, even if they are next to each other, they are sleeping next to me. Today I live in a donkey stable."

"What do you mean?"

"This is not full, you live in that room, I vacated it myself."

"Don't, this is so wrong to you."

"Don't be wronged, there are more guests who come to our Xiaoshui by boats, but few donkeys on horseback. My donkey and horse shed has been empty for half a month, and it's clean."

The shopkeeper tried to persuade him, but Hu Shang still didn't follow it.

"It's better to avoid it. How can the owner send the owner's family to sleep in the hayloft."

Hu Shang looked around, and finally his gaze fell on a tightly locked guest room.

"I'll live in this room."

The store was taken aback and looked embarrassed. "This room..."

"Someone lives?"

The Hu Shang came over again with a naked silver boy.

"I believe he must be happy to give me the room."

The store hesitated to take the money, tossed and held a few in his hand, and finally pushed it back.

There was a squeeze smile on his face, but it was uglier than crying.

"Don't hide the guests, that room is actually unoccupied, but there are some..." He hesitated for a while, "It's not clean."

"Not clean?"

Seeing that the other party didn't understand, the store stomped and leaned in, his voice was small and hurried.

"Ghost!"

Hu Shang was stunned, but he laughed loudly afterwards:

"That's not right."

"Living people are loud, noisy, and sweaty. I love to sleep with ghosts."

…………

The wind in the rain drove away the dullness in the room.

The shopkeeper swept the room and turned around to see that Hu Shang was still looking at the wall.

On that wall, black spot-like stains as large as copper coins or as small as grains of rice crawled all over the wall. They were densely clustered. At first glance, they looked like countless black eyeballs, like wormholes that ate the wall. People shudder.

"Recently, there has been a lot of rain, humid weather, and mildew spots everywhere. This room has been unoccupied for a long time, and the mildew spots will inevitably increase."

"If the guest is really uncomfortable, why not change room?"

The store was still tirelessly trying to let himself live in the donkey shed, but seeing that the Hu Shang didn't make any sense, he had no choice but to quit.

Just closed the door.

Suddenly, the Hushang reached out his hand and wiped it on the wall.

Of course, his hands were covered with black mold.

He twisted slightly.

Those mildew stains suddenly faded, and the black air floated back to the wall, and then gathered into a few mildew spots.

"I didn't expect the grievances to accumulate like this."

There was a sigh of emotion in the room.

The strange thing is that Hu Shang's mouth has been closed tightly without opening his mouth, and there is no second person in the room.

If someone listens to it, I’m afraid they will immediately think of the divine words in the store’s mouth—there is a ghost in the room!

But Hu Shang did not see the slightest panic, instead he responded:

"Looking at it along the way, there are this kind of grievance erosion everywhere, not only on the objects, but also on the human body. It's just that they are deceived by the illusion, and the monsters ignore it."

The voice in the void sighed again.

"Frozen three feet is not a day's cold."

Hu Shang nodded: "Such a large-scale erosion of resentment, it is thought that in the past few decades, the resentment in the subconscious of the monsters has accumulated over the years, and it was previously covered by illusions. Even without my storm, this resentment is still Sooner or later, the illusion will be overwhelmed. If there is another monster who is born with resentment, then the fun will be great."

This is really frivolous, but the voice in the void is obviously not serious, and he laughs:

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as all sorrows and grievances can be dissipated by alcohol, the **** has nothing but a great variety of wine! You can dump the rivers and the seas to dispel the sorrows and grievances in the city."

At this point in the conversation, everyone should hear it out.

The voice in the void is Bacchus.

certainly.

It's not that he sneaked into the illusion. His divine power was weak and his range of movement was only a few steps around the statue. This was just a means of sound transmission. According to him, the illusion was built by him with his own eyes. How much can it be given to Li Changan? For more details.

Of course, Hu Shang is Li Changan.

After the thunder and fire, the timeline in the illusion has been cyclically reset.

The characters in it, like the owner of Didian, Mei, Feng Chong, and even Yu Mei, have mostly forgotten his existence.

But Yu Mei and Bai Huandie must have him in their bones. If they are accidentally discovered by the two parties, they will be surprised at the tenacious vitality of the Taoist priests, and at the same time call in rampant soldiers or monsters to make him die completely. .

For the sake of his little life, the Taoist priest must act secretly and change his face this time.

Coincidentally, when Yu Zhenren created the illusion, he was very casual, stuffed with many weird characters and objects, such as the Jiang Yang thief who is good at disguise.

That's why Li Changan was able to travel around the city with this appearance, but looking at it all the way, the situation was surprising.

It's not that the condition of the illusion is too bad, but that it's too good.

According to the original estimate, it is not surprising that the illusion has become a **** swarmed by monsters, but the reality is: except for a little "mildew", the illusion is still running in an orderly manner, and the monsters are still contributing their spirits to the illusion. On one side, "selflessness" plays their respective roles.

"No matter who controls the illusion at the moment, its control over the illusion must be much stronger than we expected." Li Changan smiled, "That's fine, at least you don't have to worry about the sudden disintegration of the illusion, and tens of thousands of monsters are running around and eating people. "

The voice fell.

"Hey."

It was a clay pot on the cabinet that fell abruptly and broke into pieces.

Another candlestick on the table was lifted by an invisible hand and smashed over.

Li Changan drew sideways, and there was a cold wind whistling in the house, and the sound of the wind was mixed with vague and bitter whispers.

The Taoist priest ignored these strange images, casually chatting with the Bacchus, walked to the side of the bed, leaned over and dragged a big box out of the bed.

Open it up.

The Patriarch's plaque, the **** of thunder, the moonlight, yellow paper, cinnabar and other odds and ends are all inside.

That's right.

This room is the one that Li Changan lived in last time. He came this time mainly to try to get back what he left behind.

The result is gratifying, and there are a lot of things.

Li Changan breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said, "It's pretty good."

"After all, it is a plaque picture of the Heavenly Court Zhengshen that has been opened. The vine monster and the fantasy butterfly have many hearts and insights. At this juncture, where can you dare to deal with it? Put some tricks and make a haunted house to hide, so as not to be hit by other monsters. It's also a clever way of emergency."

Dionysus replied, and the conversation changed.

"Although the situation seems to be flat, it is still crises, and you have to be careful."

Li Changan knew that what he was talking about was something that he had just spoken to stimulate the store and made him almost bewitched. After all, one or two monsters are not threatening, but if they attract the attention of Mei or Huadie, the situation can be dangerous.

The Taoist nodded:

"I can do it in self-examination."

He packed his things into the bamboo box, and the Didian was still more conspicuous, and he wanted to find another secret place, so he might invite another storm.

Can finish packing, is about to run away through the window.

But I was surprised to see that, I don't know when, there is already a heavy rain outside the window, like a wall of water sealing the window, but it is such a heavy rain, but what I hear in my ears is still the patter of drizzle.

What you see in your eyes is very different from what you hear in your ears.

The Taoist shook his heart.

Wouldn't it be so unlucky? !

As soon as he said badly, the sound of entering the store came from outside the door.

"The dinner has started, and seats have been prepared for you."

"careful!"

Bacchus reminded.

"know."

Li Changan pushed the door out.

Suddenly.

A thick evil spirit rushed into the tip of the nose.

really.

Judging from the results of previous trials of the store, although the illusion is still operating in an orderly manner, the monsters are on the verge of awakening at any time. As long as there is enough stimulation, he is an honest worker, a shrewd vendor, and a domineering rogue. A girl who is still shy, will tear off her skin and become the monster who is madly hungry!

Taoist priests cast their gazes around. Outside the yard, the vast sky and water meet each other, and heavy rain like a wall blocked the mansion shop, but in the yard, there is still a slanting wind and light rain.

Such an anomaly, it is the image of a demon awakening and causing trouble.

The situation is unknown, and the Taoist priest can't act randomly. He follows the instructions of the store and sits down in his seat.

Looking at it coldly, the previously silent Didian and the unmanned corridors were filled with residents who appeared one after another like mushrooms after the rain.

The covetousness is staggered, it's so lively.

And under the porch facing the door, a beautiful woman with plain makeup sings tactfully.

"Two feelings are as thick as honey, and I wish to serve the heart and the liver."