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When the butcher saw Master Tang enter the north door, a voice in his head immediately drove the livestock to the north, while another voice did not want to confront Master Tang head-on, so they started a fierce quarrel over this, insulting each other's eighteen generations of relatives.

"A group of loose sand and a bunch of lunatics." The old night watchman sighed secretly, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

The night sky seemed to be gradually frozen, and the cold air swept across the earth. More and more townspeople ran into the spiritual temple to avoid the disaster. The night watchman wanted to stop them, but no one listened to him.

People seemed to have finally found the path to salvation and were rushing towards Lingguan. If this continued, Zhemeng Town would be empty.

A long sigh came from his chest and abdomen. The old night watchman turned his body left and right, as if he was looking for someone, but unfortunately he didn't find anyone. Finally, he entered the wooden door on the south side of Lingguan with regret.

"Is he looking for me?" Gao Ming looked at the night watchman's hunched back and felt something. He even smelled a faint scent of incense ash.

"Are we going to enter the spiritual temple soon?" Fu Shu was a little scared.

"Let's wait and see until they all go in." Gao Ming exhaled a breath of hot air and rubbed his hands.

Near the Lingguan, the three taboo gods also moved, and paper figures carrying white sedan chairs all entered the wooden door on the west side.

After him, the butchers also had an argument and a large group of livestock followed the Tang residence's team and rushed into the north gate.

"Now only the east gate is empty." There were many ghosts staring at the east gate together with Gao Ming. They were worried that if they went too late, all the good things would be snatched away, so they entered the east gate and the south gate one after another.

After half an hour, when all the gods entered the Lingguan, a fishy wind blew near the Lingguan, and a black giant snake with a body dozens of meters long and full of festering wounds, as if it had failed to shed its skin, quietly appeared.

"The Water Dragon King has entered the town! There's something wrong with the stone tablet at the entrance of the town!" The shouting townsman had no time to say the third sentence before he was swallowed by the giant snake.

The black giant snake also had a very clear goal. Its tongue flickered. It did not go through the door, but climbed up the outer wall of the Lingguan Temple, coiled around the temple, and moved up little by little.

There were constant sounds of Taoism and Zen in the Lingguan, but it had no effect on the black giant snake. This scene surprised many people, and some smart townspeople immediately figured out the reason.

"The Lingguan cannot be moved. The large amount of sacrifices and living food needed to build the Lingguan were probably sent to it by the Water Dragon King through the underground river."

The town's ghosts and gods did not join forces, but instead a savage beast and an immovable building colluded early on.

Scales covered in river mud mixed with fallen flesh fragments, leaving a long bloodstain on the wall of the Lingguan. The giant black snake seemed to have turned into a divine pattern above the Lingguan.

"Is it trying to transform into a dragon?" Fu Shu's pupils shrank, and Gao Ming also noticed the abnormality.

The bloodstains left by the black giant snake were not snake-shaped, winding upwards and growing dragon claws, but there were no dragon horns on the head.

The Water Dragon King had a hard time climbing. It had been severely injured by Gao Ming in an accident before, which damaged its foundation. As a result, the speed of drawing dragon patterns was very slow.

"No, we must stop it! Once that beast turns into a dragon, it will eat all of us." Fu Shu's tone sounded as if he couldn't wait to run over and pull the giant snake down.

Evil spirits were everywhere. The townspeople and the "useful gods" mixed in among them all entered the Lingguan, and Gao Ming no longer hesitated.

He looked back outside the town. The Happy Temple in the dense forest had been covered by the crown of the giant flesh and blood tree. It was greedily absorbing the negative emotions deposited in this deep nightmare, but it seemed to be restricted in some way, and its growth rate was far slower than in the middle-level dream.

"It has not yet grown into a towering tree, and someone needs to help it buy enough time." Gao Ming was thinking when his ears suddenly caught a voice.

“Crash!”

Two wet children climbed out of a nearby well and approached the ancestral hall with a well-protected fire starter. However, they did not expect that there was someone standing there. When Gao Ming saw them, they were so frightened that they dared not move.

"It's dangerous at night, go home quickly." Gao Ming didn't want to be distracted and waved his hand casually.

The two children nodded quickly, went around to the other side, and took out the wet tinderbox, trying foolishly to set the ancestral hall on fire.

"Are these two little bastards crazy?" Fu Shu quickly reminded Gao Ming: "The ancestral hall has been destroyed, and we are all sinners!"

"Now that the Water Dragon King has left the Dragon King Temple, Zhang Mingli's anger is left unattended. If you meet Chun Niang, ask her to find what Zhang Mingli wants at the bottom of the river as soon as possible." Gao Ming did not force the two children, but after hearing what Gao Ming said, the two children had strange expressions and whispered to each other, as if the secret in their hearts had been discovered.

"She's not gone yet, is she?" Gao Ming squatted in front of the two children, looking at their surprised expressions, and immediately realized that he was right: "That's right, she hates everyone in the town and shares the same stance as Zhang Mingli."

After confiscating the fire starters from the two children, Gao Ming walked towards the Lingguan Temple. He didn't know what happened to the two children, but they insisted on following him and he couldn't drive them away no matter what he did.

"The temple is not safe, and the town is full of evil spirits. These two little brats are quite smart and know how to curry favor with others." Fu Shu lay on Gao Ming's back. He always felt that the two kids were a burden.

"When it comes to the ability to cling to powerful people, who can compare to you?" Bai Huang mocked Fu Shu. Ever since she knew that Fu Shu was the builder of Zhemeng Town, she had never treated him well.

Approaching the Lingguan, the black giant snake has already climbed to the third floor. Its speed is getting slower and slower, and it seems that its essence and blood are almost exhausted. If you ignore its existence, the Lingguan itself is surrounded by fairy air. The closer you get, the more comfortable your body will feel. It is a kind of relaxation from the depths of your soul, floating in the air.

Pushing open the wooden door on the south side, Gao Ming took a look inside. The interior of the Lingguan was much larger than he had imagined, like a temple with many rooms.

The townspeople came and went, and there was nothing unusual. Most of them bowed to the statues on the wall and started to go to the second floor.

The face of the god enshrined in the Lingguan is shrouded in fairy air and his features cannot be seen clearly. He is tall and straight, wearing a long gown and holding a Buddhist scripture.

In the town of Zhemeng where it was raining blood and evil spirits were everywhere, the god gave people a heroic feeling, as if he wished he could build thousands of mansions to shelter all the poor people in the world. It seemed as if he was bearing all the weight of the world alone and carrying the darkness on his shoulders.