After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 145|The Yin soldiers took advantage of the passage

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"Go?"

In the midst of his busy schedule, Yu Xingzhi quickly gritted his teeth and asked: "Where are we going?!"

After asking, Yu Xingzhi himself was confused for half a second. When did he actually listen to Lu Cixian's orders?

Although we have just solved the porcelain woman here, there are so many ghosts and monsters down there, where can they hide?

Qiao Wan took a quick step and rushed downstairs without stopping: "Go downstairs!"

"Lu Cixian, are you crazy?!" Yu Xingzhi shouted angrily: "There are so many down there..."

Before these words were spoken, Yu Xingzhi suddenly felt blessed and felt a thump in his heart!

No! He entered the ghost market at the second quarter of the Chou hour, extinguished the soul fragrance at the third quarter of the Chou hour, and met Lu Cixian at the fourth quarter. Now, after a gambling game, looking at the sky outside, it is already the Yin hour.

The time for ugliness has passed.

Before Qiao Wan could speak, Meng Canglang said in a deep voice: "This gambling is taking time. If I'm not mistaken, by this time, the things downstairs should have been dispersed long ago."

So that's it...

Wang Ruyi was stunned and immediately grabbed Yu Xingzhi and turned around to follow Qiao Wan!

Unexpectedly, someone grabbed his hand. Yu Xingzhi's eyebrows jumped and he said angrily: "Put me down! Little mummy! Do you hear me! Put me down!"

After hearing this, everyone stopped delaying. Those who are missing arms and legs, you give me a hand, I will carry you on my back, and run down the stairs face to face.

Go back to the Great Hall of Light! Go back to the Great Light Palace to ask for help!

The ugly time has passed, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky have returned to their places.

The tower was quiet, with only a pile of scattered stones and peeling paint remaining.

Sixth floor, fifth floor, fourth floor...

Third floor, second floor...

The stairs passed by the corner of my eyes and were left behind. My mouth was dry from running all the way. Qiao Wan and everyone finally rushed down to the bottom of the tower.

The four heavenly kings, with their robes raised high and weapons in their hands, their angry eyes wide open, looked down at the beings in the tower.

A certain boy covered his **** severed finger and his eyes widened in disbelief: "We...ran out?"

They're out! I came out on my own ability!

The joy of surviving the disaster filled her heart instantly. Fang Lingqing collapsed on the ground, tremblingly reached into her arms, and raised half of her arms in front of Meng Canglang.

"Senior brother, I brought your arm back."

Meng Canglang was shocked immediately, his eyes were shocked and confused: "Xiaofang, you..." It seemed that Fang Lingqing was still thinking about his arm.

After a while, he solemnly took the arm from Fang Lingqing's hand: "Xiaofang, thank you very much."

Fang Lingqing waved her hand.

The task is completed and I am too tired to say another word.

Fang Lingqing raised her arms tremblingly, and the others suddenly remembered that they seemed to be missing something.

They came out. Although they were missing arms and legs, they came out anyway.

I don’t know who laughed first, followed closely by Qiao Wan, Wang Ruyi and Fang Lingqing scratched their heads with grins, Meng Canglang smiled, Bai Shanhu and Xie Xingzhi pursed their lips slightly, their eyes Li also showed a little smile.

Yu Xingzhi touched his left leg. There was nothing below the ankle. He touched it, pulled the corners of his lips, and laughed softly.

A group of battle-damaged and disabled people stood under the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings, their smiles getting thicker and louder, laughing like a group of two hundred and fifty.

Amid laughter, Meng Canglang stepped forward and said, "Friend Lu Dao."

Qiao Wan saluted politely: "Fellow Daoist Meng?"

"This is for you." Meng Canglang cautiously took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve.

"This handkerchief has been hidden in my sleeve and is not stained with blood." Meng Canglang whispered: "Fellow Taoist, please take it and bandage it."

Noticing Meng Canglang's gaze on her little finger, Qiao Wan did not refuse, took the handkerchief and politely thanked her.

Meng Canglang: "You don't need to say thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist. I was able to escape today, and I have to thank fellow Taoist Lu for his quick wisdom."

After signaling with his jaw, he sat back next to Fang Lingqing.

"Let's go." Qiao Wan wrapped the handkerchief around her little finger and said softly: "Go to the Great Guangming Palace for help."

Everyone walked very fast along the way.

After the Chou period, the ghost market was much deserted than before.

Qiao Wan walked beside Wang Ruyi: "Ruyi, what happened to the dead people in Boss Yan's shop you mentioned before?"

"You tell me, there are a lot of dead people hiding in Boss Yan's shop, but they don't like to come out, and I have rarely seen them. I only saw them once in the past few years."

"Wearing armor, he looked like a monk when he was alive." Wang Ruyi scratched his head and thought, "Boss Yan attaches great importance to them and says they are his comrades. He saved so much money just to renovate the inn and let them live there. Get comfortable."

Listening to what Wang Ruyi said, Yan Shiyuan doesn’t seem like a villain? Qiao Wan was confused.

But if I ask further, Wang Ruyi will not know.

The most important thing now is to rush back to the Great Guangming Palace. Everyone is very tired. Yan Shiyuan and the weirdness of his inn are best left to professional treatment.

Wang Ruyi suddenly pulled out Qiao Wan's sleeve, looking embarrassed: "You...are you leaving?"

Facing Wang Ruyi's shriveled eyeballs, Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment before reacting immediately.

Once they leave, Wang Ruyi will definitely not be able to go with them, let alone go back to the Great Guangming Palace together.

She is a ghost and can only stay in the ghost city for a long time.

The "girl" pursed her lips and wanted to cry, but she couldn't shed a single tear in her eyes, so she could only stare blankly.

"I...I can't bear to leave you." Wang Ruyi stammered.

"I..." Qiao Wan was silent for a moment. After a while, she took a deep breath and solemnly said: "I will come to see you."

She knew that she couldn't stop her. Wang Ruyi pursed her lips. In fact, she had long been used to it. Over the past few hundred years, she had watched people coming and going in the ghost market.

This is the dividing line between yin and yang, life and death, humans and ghosts.

The "girl" drooped her head, lowered her eyes obediently, and rubbed her sleeves. The large wedding dress was empty on her small body.

Before Qiao Wan could speak, suddenly, from a street not far away, there was a faint sound of horse hooves, accompanied by the sound of horses, long horns, the sound of gold and iron intersecting, and shouts. .

In a hurry, Qiao Wan and Wang Ruyi saw shock on each other's faces.

"What's wrong?!"

Yu Xingzhi almost gasped: "What's going on?!"

What went wrong again? !

The clatter of horse hooves got closer and closer, gradually converging into a thunderous rumble. Dust and sand were flying, and in the distance only broken battle flags could be seen, rustling in the night wind. Torches illuminated the dim night market, countless human heads floated, and the mighty army slowly walked from the street.

"This is..."

Qiao Wan opened her eyes wide, and a term subconsciously popped into her head.

The Yin soldiers took advantage of this? ! !

When she was still in Daning Village, Qiao Wan had heard that if you encounter Yin soldiers taking advantage of the road, you must get out of the way and don't look at them with your eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, the mighty Yin soldiers were approaching. Although I don’t know if the “Yin soldiers borrowing the passage” in this ghost city are the same as the rumors in the countryside, but these ghost soldiers are extremely fast. , Seeing that he could not escape, Qiao Wan still shouted: "Close your eyes first!"

As soon as you close your eyes, your other senses become more acute.

The sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, and the mighty Yin soldiers marched through the long street in an orderly manner, filled with resentment.

Qiao Wan stood frozen in the middle of the street, feeling something brushing his shoulder as he walked past.

Resentment and cold air came to my face.

The neighing of horses and the frightened screams of people before death echoed in the ears.

Qiao Wan's hands and feet were cold, and she seemed to have fallen into an ancient wilderness battlefield of **** killings. The sun was setting, corpses were strewn in the wilderness, and the smoke on the battlefield was blown by the strong wind and howled past.

There is a tall figure standing in the sunset, wearing a green robe and white shoes, covered in blood.

This back resembled the former mountain chief she had seen in the history of Buping Academy.

I don’t know why, but at this moment, a strong thought suddenly came to Qiao Wan’s mind.

That thought kept saying: Open your eyes, take a look, just take a look, just take a look.

Under the pressure of this thought, Qiao Wan had a splitting headache and opened his eyes in a daze.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I happened to see a baggage truck passing by. The truck was pulling boxes of human heads with their eyes closed.

These are the disciples of the three religions who entered the ghost market together before!

The pale heads were stacked neatly on the car.

Qiao Wan's throat rolled as she happened to pass by a Yin soldier.

Danglang——

The moment they passed each other, something hung on the other person’s waist, swaying slightly in the night wind.

This is a jade medallion that is splattered with blood and dilapidated.

"Miao...Chunhui..."

"Lingxiao Sect..."

"Twenty-four years..."

The time on this jade plaque is the same as the time she saw on the **** corpse.

They are all twenty-four years.

Before Qiao Wan could think about it carefully, she suddenly noticed something was wrong, as if someone was looking at her.

Qiao Wan's body stiffened and she thought, she is just a bad character.

She opened her eyes.

The pale-faced Yin soldier turned his head as if he was aware of it.

When——

The hand opened a sharp silver light in the night sky!

Qiao Wan took a few steps back, trying to break out of the long street surrounded by evil soldiers!

Wang Ruyi, who was closest to Qiao Wan, was the first to notice that something was wrong and asked in surprise: "Lu Cixian?"

Lu Cixian? !

Meng Canglang frowned slightly and his eyelashes trembled. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Qiao Wan surrounded by Yin soldiers, and the Canglang sword in his hand was reflexively drawn out of the sheath.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, come to me!"

Attracted by the sound of the sword, Fang Lingqing said: "Xiaofang?!"

It's better now.

After looking at Fang Lingqing, Yu Xingzhi, Xie Xingzhi and Bai Shanhu opened their eyes almost at the same time.

Qiao Wan thought expressionlessly.

In one thought, it was all over.

In an instant, he went from hard mode to **** mode.

Qiao Wan leaped up like a meteor, broke through the siege of Yin soldiers, and tried to rush to Meng Canglang's side for a round!

At this moment, a deep male voice suddenly sounded.

Something spiraled down from the sky, and Qiao Wan, who was still in the air, suddenly felt light!

Run——

Why can't you run away? !

Boom——

A wheelchair landed firmly on the ground, causing dust and sand to fly.

Ma Huaizhen was sitting in a wheelchair, holding Qiao Wan in one hand, and lazily raised his eyes: "What? Are you scared to death?"

In the blink of an eye, the Yin soldiers were surrounding him. Ma Huaizhen raised his right hand and threw Qiao Wan out without thinking, sending a circle of Yin soldiers flying.

Looking at the group of horrified teenagers and girls in front of him, Ma Huaizhen calmly twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He shouted dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you run quickly?!"