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Chapter 22 The Human Cyclist

The night is as vast as the sea.

Zhuang Wen walked through the vast land with his thin and thin middle-aged man, and countless scenery passed by the two "people" and turned into a distant margin!

Rather than saying that they were walking together, it was better to say that they were pulling Zhuang Wen away.

The whole world seemed to have turned into some dark shadow state, and all the real objects turned into phantoms without any color.

At this moment, nothing seemed to stop Yin Jian from moving forward.

Zhuang Wen can also do this in a ghost state, but he cannot do this speed. If Zhuang Wen's speed is a snail, the Yin Difference is like a 120-yard speed car.

In the darkness, I don’t know how long I have been walking, but Zhuang Wen has recovered his consciousness under the chains.

The black air flowed around him but it did not affect his reason anymore!

This feeling is very strange!

He looked at the chains locked on his body, and the indescribable coldness came from the chains, suppressing the resentment on his body!

"Sober?"

The thin middle-aged ghost asked without looking back. His voice was still hoarse, but it had an indescribable soft feeling.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhuang Wen felt flattered. The gentle Yin Chou was like a smiling executioner. No matter how many embellishments were, it was difficult to erase his instinctive fear of the ghost.

"Wait first, we're almost here!"

The skinny middle-aged ghost officer took Zhuang Wen to walk through the darkness quickly, and countless shadowy mountains, rivers and trees flew past him!

Zhuang Wen could no longer see where he was. On the last day of the seven-day period, his consciousness was no longer clear!

The only thing I remembered was that after Lin Yisheng said, "Don't forget the secrets", he responded!

Then he was half awake and half chaotic, and was half awake by a chain of evil spirits!

"arrive!"

As the hoarse voice sounded, the thin middle-aged Yinqi slowed down, and the world gradually transformed from gray shadows into the existence of real objects.

What catches your eye is a huge villa, built on the edge of a town and sits on the mountain, and it is decorated in an extremely modern way.

The pure white and dreamy appearance, surrounded by the swimming pool, contrasts the white with blue, giving a sense of freedom of blue sky and white clouds.

After the middle-aged ghost messenger stopped on the mountain opposite the villa, the iron chain in his hand shook, and Zhuang Wen felt lightening around his body, and the wound chain was retracted.

"This is?"

Zhuang Wen looked at the villa opposite and said in confusion. His hoarse voice was particularly respectful in front of the ghost officer.

The ghost man turned around when he heard this, with a "kind" smile on his face, and waved to Zhuang Wen gently, signaling him to come over.

"This is a great opportunity for you, a true immortal!"

The ghost messenger rubbed his thin hands, and a smile on his face that was extremely inconsistent with his cold temperament.

"Ah? Great Immortal?"

Zhuang Wen was a little overwhelmed by his insidious smile. He was stunned for a moment before he recovered.

"Yes! The real immortal! It's not those monsters in the world!"

The skinny middle-aged ghost officer affirmed in a hoarse voice.

"He's right in front?"

Zhuang Wen was stunned for a moment, but did not pay attention to the monsters in the mountains and wilds mentioned by the ghost officer, but instead said in surprise.

He thought about the fact that this great immortal lived in a place where famous mountains and holy lands were shrouded in clouds and mists, and perhaps some immortal cave.

But, this great immortal is too down-to-earth!

Villa with swimming pool?

So modern?

"Yes! The little one is hidden in the mountains, the big one is hidden in the city! Woodcutters in the mountains, ordinary people in the city, and idle people in the rich family are the real hidden places! Otherwise, why are you still staying in the world? Wouldn't it be better to go to heaven!"

The cold face was as cold as frost, and explained slowly.

Zhuang Wen was uncomfortable with the smile on the face of the ghost messenger.

There must be a reason for a monster to happen!

With such obvious pleasing, no matter how stupid he is, he knows that something must be asked for by the fool!

"Do you have anything to say? If so, even if you say it, you will never refuse if you have something to do! Just can you stop laughing? I'm so scared that you laugh!"

Zhuang Wen's hoarse voice was filled with a bitter smile.

Under the stars in the sky, two ghost shadows on the mountain were scattered on the mountain, and hoarse sounds came from time to time. If someone smoked, he would tremble as if he was sweating!

"Sensible! It's not in vain to help you achieve a fairy fate!"

Yincha said with a smile. He tightened the chains on his hand, as if he felt that the evil spirit he had chosen was quite good.

Yin Cha stretched out his pale finger and pointed at the villa in the distance and said, "This is a real immortal on earth, and it is probably not worse than the one in heaven! He wants to call a ghost to look at the yard. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that I was really unsatisfied and not talented enough, it wouldn't be your turn!"

Zhuang Wen listened carefully, nodding from time to time, looking like he listened carefully.

But what I was thinking about was something else. According to the Maoshan Taoist priest in Hei Laojiu's mouth, there should be a big secret in this world!

I just don’t know how much this immortal knows!

Yin Cha looked at Zhuang Wen and nodded, and seemed to be very satisfied. He paused and said:

"If you follow the immortal, that's a great fortune! If there are any benefits in the future, don't forget that I sent you here!

It doesn’t take you to work hard, but if there is a need for ghost messengers in the world in the future, just don’t forget me! You can take the token I gave you before, and you can use it to find me if you have anything to do! Remember! My name is Han Wujiu!”

Yin Cha said this very detailed this time, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Wen would forget it.

Zhuang Wen held the token that Yin Chai gave him before. It turned out that this was prepared early, and it was for him!

Is there a place where people in the world need to be confused?

Still being taken aback by a fool?

It seems that there are still many strange places hidden in the world!

"Boy has written it down! Is there anything else to tell me?"

Zhuang Wen said respectfully, but he didn't know where he was thinking at this time!

"No need! Come with me!"

Yin Cha turned around and waved his hand to signal Zhuang Wen to follow. The two of them walked quickly through the darkness and arrived in front of the villa.

In the darkness is the home court of ghosts.

Since Zhuang Wen became a ghost, he has never seen anything that can stop him from moving forward in the dark!

But, he saw it tonight, and this was not good news!

There is really a great horror in the world!

After approaching the villa, the invisible pressure was applied to him. The feeling of Mount Tai overturning and the pressure of thousands of jin made Zhuang Wen feel like he was turning around and running!

But he held it!

With the mystery, I took another step forward!

"Boom~"

The whole world seemed to shatter in an instant, and Zhuang Wen's eyes turned black and he fell to the ground.

Even the anger in the whole body was completely suppressed into the body. The fragile spirit body was shaking under huge pressure, like a candlelight swaying in the north wind!

At this time, the thin middle-aged man around Zhuang Wen was still standing. He raised his hands and folded them directly opposite his chest.

Just worship to the end!

"Han Wujiu, the captain of the ghost mission in the underworld, pays homage to Lord Immortal Lord!"

"Um?"
Chapter completed!
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