Chapter 1938 Entering the City of the Dead
By the dim light of the lantern, Ye Ling followed Gu Wei and Gu Qing and arrived at the city of Fu Shi on the shore.
The streets were deserted, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, and not a single person in the dim moonlight.
Ye Ling dispersed his consciousness. In the deserted market, there was only the dark wind blowing in the alleys, and lonely ghosts wandering around. It was obvious that this was a dead city!
From time to time, Gu Qing stroked the bun of the little ghost head wandering around the market and smiled: "Run slower!"
"Your bamboo dragonfly has fallen off!" Ye Ling shouted to the kid, leaned over to pick up something, but it was a rotten bamboo wood, and handed it to the nothingness in front of him.
There was hesitation in the kid's eyes. It was obvious to him that Ye Ling, who broke into the City of Fushou, was a stranger, and he was a little scared because of the heavy yang energy in his body. However, he still snatched the bamboo dragonfly back. He ran away as fast as he could.
Gu Qing looked at Ye Ling with a soft look in her eyes: "You are different from the previous guests! You are not afraid of ghosts, nor are you afraid of the aura of death!"
Ye Ling said calmly: "In my distant hometown, under the mass graves in a barren mountain, there is a ghost street, where many ghosts live. They seem to be in a prosperous place full of people, and they are no different from ordinary people. At night, There are thousands of bright lights, which are much more lively than your city of Fu Shi!"
Gu Qing listened leisurely and fascinated: "Really? It turns out that Mr. Ye has been dealing with ghosts all year round and is used to it."
However, Gu Wei, who was covered in plain clothes, said with some curiosity: "But I can't see the slightest aura of death in Mr. Ye, and he is not contaminated with evil spirits. It can be seen that Mr. Ye is different from ordinary people and is not an ordinary person."
Ye Ling smiled at this. He had the Water Palace Painting Scroll to Sealing Demons. Even the two old ghosts of the Netherworld Cave who had been sleeping underground for thousands of years were captured by him and trapped in the pavilion in the painting. Not to mention ordinary ghosts!
After turning a street corner, Gu Wei took out half of the candlestick from her wishful thinking bag, waved her sleeves and lit it, emitting a dim light, but it could shine through the fog in the market, revealing a wooden gate tower like a mirage. Going up there is ethereal, looming, and there are three big words in the letter, "Death City"!
"It turns out that this is the real entrance to the City of Wasted Death!"
Ye Ling suddenly realized that in the street market he had walked through before, countless ghosts looked up at the gate tower of Fusui City. Their eyes seemed to contain endless expectations, but because they were too shallow, no one could get close to the gate tower.
Sisters Gu Wei and Gu Qing, one holding a half-cut candlestick and the other holding a skull wine flask, turned around and waved to Ye Ling: "Young Master Ye, the city is bustling in vain. There are also ghost markets and ghost shops, and you can refine them." Aren’t you going to give me what I need for the Xiantian Creation Pill?”
Ye Ling stepped into the gatehouse of Wushou City, and the fog in front of his eyes dispersed, revealing the chain bridge that only allowed one person to pass.
Gu Wei held the candlestick and walked on the chain bridge, as light as a dragonfly touching water.
Gu Qing followed closely, and suddenly, a dragon flew up from the fog under the chain bridge, but it was incomplete, with only half a skeleton left.
Gu Qing poured half a pot of blood wine into the dragon's skeleton. Ye Ling could see clearly that the blood wine passed through the dragon's head and went straight into the dragon's bones. Finally, it fell drop by drop and scattered into the mist, attracting more demon corpses and human bones. , all revealing the bloodthirsty madness!
"Wine! Wine!"
"Bring the jug, give me a drink!"
