After the death of the master, the rebels treated me in the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

In the city of Wanchao.

The fire was raging, and the dark night was dyed red.

The long street was engulfed in flames, the air was filled with the smell of burning, and the sound of collapse was everywhere.

Crying, clamoring, looting and scolding, countless voices echoed in the long street.

Chiyu squatted on the roof of the restaurant, his face was distorted by the firelight.

Jin Tong looked at the crowd calling for help indifferently, and the flames danced among them, as if a god was gazing at insects.

The warm light shone on his face, lightly outlining his sharp facial features.

His long hair was tied behind his head, and was blown high by the wind with the sparks of fire.

He stood up and looked down at every corner of Wanchao City, but he didn't find Fang Xingjian's shadow.

Chiyu ground his molars, his eyes gloomy.

One day in the Demon Realm, one year in the world.

He stayed up for two full years before he could meet his brother overnight.

Unexpectedly, he disappeared.

Thunder flashed in a line, the flames went straight up, and there were wailing everywhere.

The culprit stood on the roof, his golden eyes fixed on the distance, and he grinned silently.

The two canine teeth were sharp, ready to pierce that snow-white neck.

He wants to tie a rope to his brother, otherwise he will always run away, to a place where he can't find him.

"Brother Fang, what is this place?"

"Is Xijincheng so lively?"

A Xi was a little stunned, and stared blankly at the fishing stall not far away. The golden red fish wagged its tail and fell into the pool from the net, splashing water on the face of the customers.

Gong Wuyou frowned tightly, and retreated to the side of the two, with a firm tone:

"No, this is not Xijin City."

As soon as the spiritual consciousness spread out seven feet, it was blocked and could no longer expand its range.

He can only see the environment within seven feet.

Obviously there was a lot of people around, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians, but the only thing that could be felt was the anger of the three living people.

Half a quarter ago, the three of them should have landed outside the gate of Xijin City, but when they opened their eyes again, it turned out to be a bluestone path, winding and winding, leading to an ancient temple.

Today happened to be at the market, and the vendors on both sides enthusiastically introduced the stuff.

Shy girls in red and green, handsome men holding fans, and parents leading their children shopping, almost occupy this alley.

At first glance, it seems to have returned to the human world.

Fang Xingjian retreated vigilantly, stayed away from the crowd, and hid in an open space aside.

Axi swallowed his saliva, and cautiously approached a passerby to ask about the situation, and then ran back with a smile, explaining:

"Brother Fang, we came to the wrong place!"

"I'm afraid there is something wrong with the teleportation array. We are now in the small town of Yun'an, thousands of miles away from Xijin City!"

He touched his chin lightly, frowning slightly.

The town of Yun'an was not described in the original book. Could it be that the teleportation array really went wrong and sent several people to an unknown small place?

A Xi continued: "Today is the temple fair, and everyone came from afar to offer incense. It is said that the incense in Ning'an Temple is the most prosperous!"

He said it lightly, and the words Ning'an Temple fell in his ears, but it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, thunder in the sky!

Ning'an Temple!

Seeing that their expressions were not right, Axi tilted his head:

"What happened to this temple fair?"

The corners of Fang Xingjian's lips tightened, and he exuded an icy aura.

Although Yun'an Township has not been mentioned, the famous Ning'an Temple is an important plot in the original book.

Bai Xinghua was injured and was in danger. It was a ghost cultivator who consulted the classics, snatched Gong Xiangdi's demon pill, and saved his lover.

And this ghost cultivator was born in Ning'an Temple.

Gong Wuyou's voice was trembling, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he muttered and explained: "Ning'an Temple is ordinary, but there is a ghost imprisoned there."

She looked at the crowd in the distance, and she didn't know what to think, so she sucked in a breath and approached Fang Xingjian.

"Later, the ghost broke through the seal and killed all the people in the city, from the 80-year-old woman to the newborn baby——

The whole city is dead. "

Axi turned his head abruptly, the people on Qingshi Street were still moving forward bustlingly, but he felt a chill in his body, he felt that those people's movements were extremely stiff.

"No, it won't be..."

Gong Wuyou hasn't finished speaking yet:

"Li Guixiu has become the strongest ghost cultivator. He sealed off the city and locked all the corpses and ghosts in the city in order to train more ghost cultivators."

"Outsiders occasionally break into here, and they will only see a Ning'an Temple."

"Over time, Ning'an Temple has become a city of ghost cultivators."

Axi was so frightened that he didn't feel warm even when the sun was shining on him, so he quickly hid behind Fang Xingjian and begged:

"Brother Fang, let's go back first, anyway, the demon cultivators are all human, these, these ghost cultivators..."

go back?

Fang Xingjian glanced at his spiritual knowledge, and said bluntly: "There is no teleportation array here, it is a dead end."

"I'm afraid this is also the purpose of that ghost, don't even think about leaving when it comes."

Axi panicked, and murmured: "Impossible, how could I come to the ghost town!!"

His words were like hooks, abruptly hooking out the last memory in his mind. When he left Wanchao City, it was another succubus who injected the magic energy.

Fang Xingjian pondered, maybe she changed her destination.

Before he had time to speak, Gong Wuyou answered Shang Xingjian's words:

"I've heard people say that if you want to go out, you can only leave this place with the permission of the city owner of the ghost town."

She hugged her arms and felt cold all over.

Now that he has reached such a field, if he continues to be stubborn, he may not escape death, Gong Wuyou twitched the corner of his mouth, sighed and said:

"Let's find a way to find the city lord. I think the city lord will give him face."

She was still unwilling to call out Gong Xiangdi's name.

Fang Xingjian just chuckled, and didn't listen to what the two said, he just took long-legged steps, revealing the faint white clothes under the robe.

"Let's find a way to save our lives first."

Suddenly, he paused.

The spiritual sense can only be spread out seven feet, covering only the position where the three of them are standing, but it can perceive the figure of the fourth person.

There is something that should not appear, and there is more——

Fang Xingjian said in a deep voice, "Ah Xi, is there anyone with us?"

A Xi was frightened by his words, and his heart was pounding. The three of them were far away from the crowd, with only a well-behaved and cute puppy beside them.

The lively look of the puppy is contagious, as if the scene came to life again.

Subconsciously, Gong Wuyou didn't dare to approach Ning'an Temple, so she could only struggle to persuade her:

"This is the safest place. If you enter Ning'an Temple, what if you encounter that ghost!"

Fang Xingjian stopped talking nonsense with her, stepped forward, put Xiaoyu on his shoulders, and ran towards Ning'an Temple with Axi.

Gong Wuyou lay on his shoulders, his vision was blurred by the shaking, he was struggling to jump off, but suddenly his whole body became stiff and he didn't move anymore.

Those who were laughing and playing stopped in an instant.

The peddler who changed money, the child who turned the rattle, and the young men and women who were charming and playful, seemed to be fixed in place by a immobilization spell.

People with distinct black and white eyes and different faces suddenly turned their heads and looked at them straight and viciously.

Only the angry dog ​​with a man was left, frantically chasing its own tail among the stiff crowd.

In Ning'an Temple.

The devout men and women who were supposed to come to offer incense all gathered at the gate, turned a corner and returned to the crowd, and no one stepped into the gate of Ning'an Temple.

Scary and spooky.

Gong Wuyou was so frightened that she shivered, and shrank beside the pillar, with the bundle of cattailment that Axi handed her under her body.

A Xi swallowed his saliva and looked at Fang Xingjian:

"What should we do next? Brother Fang."

Fang Xingjian didn't answer, the long sword was buzzing in his hand, as if he was afraid of something.

"Check Ning'an Temple."

Gong Wuyou sat up straight in an instant, she was terrified by the scene, she struggled and shouted:

"No, no, can't you just stay here? I, I'll go find the city lord!"

"She will let us out!"

She made such a big move that she knocked down the candlestick, and poured hot red wax oil onto her white shoulders, causing her to scream.

A Xi rushed to help her wipe it, but there was a movement under the altar not far away.

Fang Xingjian frowned, and the long sword flew out in an instant, pointing straight at the bottom of the altar.

"Who!"

A person with a spider web on his head tremblingly climbed out from under the altar table, dressed in ashes, knelt on the ground and begged, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm a human, a human!"

The long sword hangs in the air.

Pointing at the crying Gong Wuyou, the man lowered his voice and said:

"Tell her not to cry, this place is very weird, but whenever there is a cry, the group of ghosts outside will knock on the window!"

Before he finished speaking, a few faces were pasted on the thin paper window, and the two eyeballs looked inside desperately at strange angles.

In an instant, the room could hear the sound of a needle being dropped, Gong Wuyou tightly covered her mouth, and dared not speak again.The man breathed a sigh of relief:

"Are you right? I really don't mean anything malicious, I'm just a little demon cultivator, and I've been trapped here for a long time."

Fang Xingjian withdrew his long sword, rubbing the protrusion on the hilt with his fingers one by one, and said casually:

"How did you come?"

The demon cultivator said dejectedly:

"I was going to Penglai on the teleportation array, but somehow I ended up here. If I didn't have a keen sense of smell and smelled a rotting corpse, I would have been eaten by these things."

It was also rare for him to meet people, and he was not coldly hit by Fang Xingjian, and actively introduced himself:

"Oh, by the way, my name is Zhou Yunyi, what's your name?"

Fang Xingjian's movements stopped suddenly, and he froze on the spot until the other party coughed lightly before he realized it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It really means that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here.

Defeated the old city lord, took the position of the strongest ghost cultivator, traveled all over Biluo Huangquan for Bai Xinghua, and killed Gong Xiangdi who snatched the demon pill.

——Zhou Yunyi.

Actually met here.