Evil Thoughts

But after the punch, Jiang Luo's expression froze.

It was as if he had struck a stone; the stone didn't hurt, he was about to die of pain.

Jiang Luo's brow twitched, forcing down the pain, he withdrew his hand without changing his color, and kicked Chi You hard in the stomach.

Chi You's back hit the lid of the coffin with a dull thud. The music outside stopped abruptly, and the coffin stopped shaking.

The evil spirits laughed muffled, and their laughter grew louder and louder. Jiang Luo pressed Chi You underneath, knocked open the lid of the coffin with Yin Hu, and tumbled out of the coffin in style.

There was no longer a water ghost or a red-coated wedding ghost outside the coffin, so he immediately turned around, ready to push up the lid.

"Mr. Ikari," he smiled at the evil spirit in the coffin, "you stay in there alone and go find your heart."

The coffin was about to be closed, and in the last gap left behind, the evil spirit with his back against the coffin had somehow changed his position, and he was elegantly lying flat inside the coffin, with his hands on his abdomen.

The lid of the coffin gradually covered the quirky corners of his hooked mouth and the deep color of his eyes.

"Click" - the coffin closed tightly.

Jiang Luo put dozens of talismans on the lid of the coffin.

He looked around, although there are no more ghosts of red and white, but the fog is so thick that you can't see anything five meters away. The sedan chair was parked next to the coffin, and it was hard to see where he was except for a stream.

Jiang Luo touched Yin Hu's head, looked toward the coffin, and suddenly smiled coldly: "Hit it."

Yin Hu yawns, his tiger and tiger open wide, he takes a few steps back, his claws build up strength, and he suddenly slams into the coffin.

The coffin was abruptly knocked over and tumbled into the stream.

The stream carried the coffin gradually away, Jiang Luo stood in the same place, laughing freely, "Have a safe trip, teacher."

*

The far-off coffin was stopped by a monk.

The bald monk with the picturesque eyebrows slowly removed the talisman on the coffin, and the next moment Chi You pushed the coffin open and sat up calmly.

Ge Wuchen sighed, "Master, is it because of this small matter that you called me here to distract Ge Zhu?"

Chi You stepped out of the coffin and led him toward the thick white fog, "Don't you want to see your brother?"

Ge Wuchen lowered his eyes and gently turned his flow beads, "Master is joking."

*

After "sending off" Chi You, Jiang Luo picked up the curtain of the sedan chair.

Lu Youyi fainted in the sedan chair, his brows furrowed, as if in a nightmare. Jiang Luo patted his face, "Lu Youyi?"

After calling out three times in succession, Lu Youyi woke up with a jolt, "Crap!"

His hands and feet flailed about as he struggled, but Jiang Luo backed away just in time. After a while, Lu Youyi gradually calmed down. He looked at Jiang Luo and exhaled a breath of relief, "I was so scared, Jiang Luo, do you know what happened to me?"

"I blinked, and you were gone, and I got to the palanquin, in which sat a stern ghost dressed as a bride."

He grimaced, terrified, "I almost got killed by her."

Bad luck turned out to be more than just me.

Jiang Luo was comforted, he was in an instantly better mood, "It's okay now, come out."

The two walked out of the palanquin, Lu Youyi looked at the thick fog and frowned, "Something is not right."

They do not have a compass in hand, Jiang Luo shook the yin and yang ring twice, but the yin and yang ring lit up for a while, unable to show Jiang Luo the north. This is the first time the yin and yang ring can not play a role, Jiang Luo's eyebrows also frowned, "yin and yang ring also does not work ......."

In the usual locations, the Yin-Yang Ring is at the intersection of yin and yang, and can accurately discern the location, whether it is in the sky or underground, in a dense forest or a high-rise building.

There's only one place that doesn't know north, south, east or west.

That's the netherworld.

Jiang Luo ripped off the red silk flowers on the sedan chair, "Lu Youyi, use the earth-seeking method."

Lu Youyi nods as he pulls out a pocket knife and cuts off the inverted triangle decorating the top of the palanquin. Taking it, he ran to the stream and filled it with water, then carefully brought it back. Lu Youyi buried the bottom of the pointed triangle in the dirt so that the exposed surface was like a bowl.

Jiang Luo pulled out a few silk threads from the red silk cloth and rolled them into a rope, with his mouth still free to say, "Lu Youyi, now it looks like, who is more unlucky?"

Lu Youyi bitterly said, "Me."

He couldn't help but try to explain, "But I thought hard about it again, and there really wasn't that dead branch under my feet when I landed."

Jiang Luo swept him a glance, "I don't believe it."

Lu Youyi sighed heartily.

Jiang Luo walked over to the bowl with the rolled up rope, and Lu Youyi stuck a straightened tree branch straight into the center of the bowl. Before the branch fell, Jiang Luo quickly wrapped the rope around the branch several times, and then pressed the ends of the rope with the index fingers of both hands and pressed it to the left and back to the limit.

The rope was taut, bolting the branch firmly in the center. Lu Youyi dipped his index finger into the bowl of water and gently tapped it on the tip of the branch.

The branches of the tree moved slowly.

It slowly bent downward from upright until the tip of the branch touched the ground, where it drew a straight line under the rope.

After the straight line was drawn, the branch violently unloaded and fell over the edge of the bowl and onto the ground.

Jiang Luo let go of his hand and looked along the straight line, "Let's go."

The two walked in the thick fog while the fog around them grew thicker and thicker. I don't know how long they had been walking, but two red lights were vaguely revealed in the white fog ahead.

Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi looked at each other and quietly approached the red lanterns. When they walked in, they realized that they were two red lanterns hanging on an ancient city gate.

Written on the city gate were four words as eerie as withered bones: Fengdu Ghost City.

Below the city gates, people are constantly coming in and out. In the crowd there were people like Teng Bi, who was dressed like an ancient man, and there were also men and women dressed in modern clothes. There are walking Yin people wearing black robes with their heads bowed hurrying in and then hurrying out, on both sides of the city gate guarding, it is Ox Head and Horse Face.

All walked lightly, their heels not touching the ground, and it was obvious that they were not alive.

Jiang Luo face heavy, and Lu Youyi hidden in the roadside looking at the ghost city.

"Earth Seeker pointed us here, we guess we have to go through the Ghost City to leave," Lu Youyi whispered, "The Red and White Twins should be the yin and yang that carried us through the Ghost City."

Jiang Luo said, "The ghost city is to be entered, but we can't enter it like this."

His eyes traveled through the people coming and going.

It's not always ghosts that come in and out of ghost towns, there are also living people.

But the living are all walking Yin people, after coming to the netherworld can only stay for a little time. There is a uniform dress code for people who go to the netherworld, and under normal circumstances, ordinary ghosts will not make things difficult for people who go to the netherworld, but if they meet a brutal, unreasonable ghost, the people who go to the netherworld will almost only have one word for death.

Therefore, the matter of going to the netherworld has always been a means of last resort.

Lu Youyi was worried, "How do we get in? Pretend to be walking in the shadows?"

Jiang Luo casually said, "Do you think the Yin walkers are so easy to pretend? Unless exactly two people died, where are we going to get their clothes?"

It wasn't like they couldn't rob them alive, but after that, the yin-walkers who were robbed of their clothes would have to wait for death.

Lu Youyi sighed several times, but inside the ghost city, several little ghosts suddenly walked out.

The little ghost was yanking the corpse of the shade-walker in his hand, cursing under his breath, "Three more dead."

"The Rakshasa Ghost is in a bad mood, I really don't want to deal with the body after he kills it, killing it is killing it, but also to eat the soul with the flesh into the stomach, the broken flesh falls all over the place, it's really bad luck."

"How many shade walkers have died today?"

"That's eight!"

Another little ghost said, ''Of course he's in a bad mood since he can't open the ghost fighting arena. The Rakshasa ghost thinks too highly of himself, only the strongest ghosts can open the Ghost Fighting Arena and become the King of the Ghost Fighting Arena, he's not at that level yet. How many years has it been since our Ghost City opened the Ghost Fighting Arena? Brutal ghosts like him like to watch us struggle in the mouths of ghost beasts."

"It's a bad day for these shade-walkers to be here."

"Not only walking Yin people, we also tense skin, this Rakshasa ghost does not avoid food, the little ghost also eaten by him several."

"Ugh."

A few little ghosts found a remote place to drop the corpse of the shadowwalker and reentered the ghost city.

Lu Youyi silently turned his head to look at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo: "......"

Jiang Luo: "None of my business."

Lu Youyi said slyly, "Jiang Luo, don't ever underestimate your poisonous milk power, in this regard, you're number one."

The two of them hid in the white mist and slowly approached the place where the little ghosts had thrown the corpses. After walking in, they really found eight corpses of Yin walkers clad in black robes.

Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi found two pieces of clothing that were not stained with blood and put them on, and took away the things that the shadow walkers had with them. As a token of appreciation, the two of them recited the Sutra of the Dead to the corpses.

It was only after they were ready that the two headed for the ghost town.

Jiang Luo subverted the black cloth bag he took off the Yin walker, "What's in this, it smells like blood."

He opened it and raised an eyebrow in interest, "Pig's heart."

It's understandable that a yin-walker would bring other things Jiang Luo, but why would he bring a pig's heart?

Lu Youyi also unwrapped a black cloth bag and looked up, "I have a pig's heart here too."

Jiang Luo touched the yin-yang ring thoughtfully.

Amidst the white fog, a golden mouse scurried in from under Jiang Luo's black robe holding the idol's heart, and without moving, delivered the idol's heart and the Primordial Heavenly Pearl in its mouth to Jiang Luo's hands.

Jiang Luo had been secretly protecting the idol's heart with the golden runes of the Yin-Yang Ring.

One, the runes could isolate the evil nature of the idol's heart, preventing the existence of the idol's heart from being detected; and two, once someone tried to take the idol's heart from the rat, Jiang Luo would detect it in an instant, and then summon the rat back to his bracelet on the fly.

Jiang Luo has a deep understanding of his unlucky physique, and the Idol Heart and Primordial Heavenly Pearl will never be safe as long as they are placed on him.

They walked to the entrance of the ghost town.

Bull Head Horse Face, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes to look at them and held out his hand, "Entry fee."

Jiang Luo asked, "What is considered the entry fee?"

"A heart," the bull's voice buzzed and sank like a bell, "and if you can't get it, you can't go into the city."

Jiang Luo laughs, "We have hearts."

His head was bowed, the brim of his hat covering his face, and Jiang Luo put away his smile without expression.

What a coincidence. You need to give the heart to enter the ghost town.

It's like Chi You made the request in response to him.

Maybe it's more than that, maybe even the Red and White Double Fury is Chi You's tactic, all for the purpose of getting the heart of the idol in his hand.

Jiang Luo handed the black cloth bag containing the pig's heart to Ox Head and Horse Face.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face opened it and checked it, saying, "Go in."

Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi finally enter the ghost town.

The ghost city was as lively and prosperous as the earthly bazaar, but it was filled with an eerie and treacherous atmosphere. On both sides of the stalls, there was a red lantern hanging in the center, and under the red lantern stood the stall owner.

The stall owner, his face pale and his lips as red as if he had been painted with blood, looked smilingly at the flow of people coming and going on the road.

The white mist disappeared in the middle of the ghost town.

Jiang Luo's Yu Guang sweeps both sides of the street, and everywhere you look there are ghosts and monsters with horrific images. There are severed hands crawling on the ground, ghosts without human skin with limbs glued to the walls, and female ghosts with long, ghostly hair that would drive a timid person crazy if he or she were here.

His eyes fell on the booth.

The stalls were even rarer. Human hands, heads, skins, and withered babies.

Jiang Luo didn't look around much and quickly headed for the exit of the ghost city.

But as they traveled to the middle of the road, they were blocked by a group of ghosts gathered around them.

In the middle of the ghosts stood an incomparably conspicuous Rakshasa ghost. The Rakshasa ghost was as tall as three meters, with red hair and green eyes, dark body, green face and fangs, horrifying.

His voice was so loud and incomparable that it could almost shatter one's eardrums, "Send your son to me for a taste, old ghost I've traveled through so many ghost towns, and it's the first time I've seen a ghost with five heads."

The old man's cry rang out, "Please, my lord, spare our family."

The netherworld is no different from the earth, and the ghosts of the netherworld, relying on their strength, do all the wrong and evil as usual.

Jiang Luo is a witness to the incident, and has planned a route to leave. But he knew that Lu Youyi was an extremely righteous person, he would have been hostile to Jiang Luo for Chi You, he would have sacrificed himself to save Jiang Luo, and he would have wanted to stand up for such injustice.

Jiang Luo whispered, "Lu Youyi, you have to realize that this is a ghost town."

He paused, "Ghosts that can not be taken away by the ghost messenger but freely enter and leave the ghost city, whether it's that old woman or her son's grandson, most likely are not good ghosts."

Lu Youyi said, "I know."

He muttered, "I already feel guilty for causing you to break into the Red and White Twins with me, so don't worry, I won't drag you down anymore."

Jiang Luo heart, sorry, the real situation is likely to be that I dragged you into the red and white double.

But he didn't say anything to Lu Youyi, and not only didn't, but justifiably rejoiced, "You've grown up."

Lu Youyi: "......"

The Rakshasa ghost in front of him seemed to be impatient, grabbing the five-headed ghosts he had his eye on with his bare hands and sending them into his mouth, devouring them one head at a time and chewing them as if they were swallowing them in one gulp, "Yummy!"

The five heads screamed in unison, but the voices were fewer one after the other, becoming nothing more than scraps under the sharp teeth of the Rakshasa ghosts.

The old woman who had just been crying extra hard cleanly put away her sobs and dove into the crowd to hide.

The Rakshasa Ghost had his fill, he laughed and patted his stomach as he turned to leave.

The crowd parted a path and the Rakshasa Ghost was about to walk through when he suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked up to sniff the air, "Someone smells."

The shade-walker shivered and ducked his head to hide more carefully in the crowd.

Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi looked at each other and slowly retreated to the back.

The Rakshasa Ghost's green eyes turned around in the crowd and saw nothing. But he didn't give up and sniffed the air again, exclaiming, ''Can't be wrong! It's human smell! Or an extremely delicious human smell!"

His nose shrugged and he sniffed his way through the crowd, the ghostly seraphim giving him way.

The Rakshasa Ghost's route was clearly towards Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi.

Jiang Luo made an immediate decision, "Run."

Before Lu Youyi could come back to his senses, he had already pulled out his legs and ran towards the exit of the Ghost City.

Lu Youyi was shocked, "Crap!"

He hurriedly followed after them.

The two men ran and brought up a gust of wind, their hats blown off their heads behind them. Jiang Luo glanced back between flurries of black hair, and the Rakshasa Ghost behind him excitedly said, "It's them! It's the human odor coming from them!"

Lu Youyi couldn't help but sniff his crease, "I don't fucking smell!"

Jiang Luo took advantage of his talking and pulled another meter away from him.

Lu Youyi at this time is very secure.

The Rakshasa Ghost chased after them.

This evil ghost was one story tall, and when he ran, one step was more than Jiang Luo's two or three steps, he quickly closed the distance between Jiang Luo and the two of them, and his laughter was rampant, "Compared to ghosts, human flesh is the best thing to eat."

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes and pulled his sight away, the exit of the ghost city was still an extremely sizable distance away from them. At this rate of running, the distance between them and the Rakshasa Ghosts would become zero in half a minute at the most.

Since you can't run, you don't run.

Jiang Luo abruptly stopped his feet.

Lu Youyi nearly crashed into him, panting, "Why don't you run?"

Jiang Luo turned to face the Rakshasa Ghost with a calm expression as he said, "Lu Youyi, I'll hand you a truth today."

Lu Youyi asked, dumbfounded, "What?"

Jiang Luo touched the Yin Yang Ring, and the huge Yin Hu suddenly appeared by his side, tilting his head and letting out a tiger's roar that shook the sky.

"Running away is because you want to avoid trouble and reduce superfluous right and wrong," Jiang Luo laughed, his eyes fixed on the ever-approaching Rakshasa Ghosts, his voice lowering, "But when it's useless to run away, there's no need to run away anymore."

"At this point, it's going to be straight up."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Yin Hu was already running like an arrow towards the Rakshasa ghost.

Roars gusted, Yin Hu's speed grew faster and faster, the golden runes on its body danced in the air like a flame that burned up, and it crashed into the Rakshasa Ghost with forceful ferocity.

The Rakshasa ghost's eyes widened as he was knocked over and rolled to the ground.

Yin Hu jumped forward and stomped ferociously on the Rakshasa Ghost, snarling at his head.

Jiang Luo's blood flow rate heated up rapidly as he became agitated and excited. He looked at the Rakshasa Ghost, who was completely suppressed by Yin Hu, and cruel, dark thoughts rose up.

Kill him.

Tear him up.

It was like the one where the Rakshasa Ghost had just eaten the five-headed ghost, biting off the flesh of the Rakshasa Ghost, ripping his head off, leaving him in pieces, and eating him with his soul in his stomach.

Jiang Luo's heart was beating faster and faster at this thought.

"Puff, puff."

The idol's heart suddenly beat along with him.

Every beat seems to be able to shake Jiang Luo's entire soul. In the distance, there was a sudden rumbling sound, boulders fell, and dust suddenly flew.

All the ghosts and monsters in the Ghost City stopped their hands and stared dumbfounded at the movement in the distance.

"The ghost fighting arena has appeared."

A pair of eyes were on Jiang Luo.

The dark-haired youth was clad in black robes, his breathing slightly ragged, his eyes full of sharpness that had not yet subsided, and pure malice that had not yet dissipated from him.

The little ghosts whispered amongst themselves.

"How can the king of the fighting arena be a human?"

"What do you care, as long as the ghost arena can be opened, we can watch the fun. The king of the ghost fighting field is the only one who can say anything in the field, if he says he wants to throw any ghost into the field, then any ghost must go in. The ghost beasts in the ghost fighting arena haven't swallowed dead souls for several years, so I don't know how hungry they must be, so the scene will definitely be great."

Countless ghosts surrounded Jiang Luo, cheering and flocking to him as he made his way to the ghost fighting arena.

Before Jiang Luo could understand what was happening, he and Lu Youyi were already standing at the edge of the ghost fighting arena.

The Ghost Arena is a deep pit.

It was more than ten meters deep and spread out that huge. At the side of the deep pit, there was a handful of seats on a high seat.

And the only one.

At that moment, Ox-Head walked up to Jiang Luo's side from the midst of the hideous ghosts that were dancing with their hands, and he said in a respectful manner, "Please take your seat, my lord."

Jiang Luo looked at the bottom of the pit and said softly, "Is this the ghost fighting arena they were talking about?"

The walls at the bottom of the pit were lined with dozens of iron cages, and in the center of the cages there was an eerie green light shining, the eyes of ghostly beasts.

Ox Head said, "Yes, this is the Fighting Ghost Field. When His Excellency opens the Ghost Fighting Ground, the Ghost Fighting Ground will be reburied in the ground at the next midnight. In the middle of the day, Your Excellency is the king of the Fighting Ghost Field."

There was a false sweat sliding down from the top of his head, but he didn't dare to wipe it off, ''Within the ghost fighting arena, whatever you say is what you say. Whichever ghost you want to go down and fight with the ghost beasts, whichever ghost must go down and fight with the ghost beasts. Here, you don't have any shackles, but there is only one rule, the ghosts that managed to survive from the Ghost Fighting Arena will all come to see you."

Jiang Luo thought silently for a while, then suddenly hooked his lips and said towards Lu Youyi, "Lu Youyi, you go ahead and leave by following the exit of the ghost city."

Lu Youyi worried, "I'm not leaving."

Jiang Luo smiled, "I'll be relieved when you're gone."

He persuaded Lu Youyi a few times, and Lu Youyi finally took three steps back and left.

After seeing Lu Youyi safely out of the Ghost City, Jiang Luo re-turned his head back to look at the dense and frenzied ghosts behind him.

His spirit was extremely relaxed and exhilarated. He tacked and laughed as he took a step toward the high seat, accompanied by his bull and horse.

When Jiang Luo actually sits on the "throne", he looks down at the evil spirits below, his long legs folded, and the smile at the corner of his mouth grows deeper and deeper.

Carnival.

The evil spirits cheered and shouted loudly. Their appearance was twisted and bizarre, the group of demons danced, the ghosts cried and wailed, and the whole scene was eerie and frightening, no more than that.

It's ugly.

But Jiang Luo was thinking in his mind that it was wonderful.

It was as if his soul had turned into one of those ugly, evil spirits, gleefully waiting for the blood to be born.

Evil, lust, looking down on all beings.

The heart of the idol at the center of his heart changed to the same rate as his own.

Jiang Luo tapped on the armrest of the seat, his gaze sweeping underneath, suddenly settling on the Rakshasa ghost.

The corners of his crimson lips picked up as he smiled, "The first one, let it be him."