I reached out to take a picture of the document and checked the lives of these more than ten evil ghosts.

Among them, there are those who are brave and ruthless, some are cunning, some are petty thieves, and some are full of evil deeds. All of them are not considered good people.

Or die suddenly.

Or old age or death.

Different.

After death, the resentment of oneself does not dissipate, or the resentment of the people they harmed cannot be eliminated, which makes these people turn into evil ghosts and wander in the underworld, and never be able to reincarnate.

If you have the chance, you will see the door of hell.

These evil ghosts have the hope of breaking through the ghost gate and becoming evil ghosts, evil ghosts, and harming the world.

The City God handles the affairs of Yin and Yang in the world, and dealing with these lonely ghosts is one of them.

Chen Jichuan conquered more than a dozen evil ghosts in the hall as ghost missions, half of which were charged into the "Correspondents and Capture Division", captured lonely ghosts everywhere, and put them in prison.

Half of them were charged in the "Prison Division" as prison guards, responsible for guarding the prison.

Finished these.

Chen Jichuan was not in the Dharma Realm for a long time. When he thought about it, his soul returned to his body, and the divine light rolled up and left the underworld.

...

It's still the dilapidated temple.

Chen Jichuan didn't have time to look closely before, and then he looked around and found that this place was the City God Temple.

However, the statue of the City God collapsed and shattered here, and the City God assisted the gods and their respective statues collapsed, some were broken, and some were simply disappeared.

"Disrespecting the gods."

"This world—"

Chen Jichuan shook his head and walked out the door.

After he left, the statue of the City God and the statue of the Civil and Military Judge in the temple suddenly recovered and stood up. The dust and dirt in the temple were also wiped out.

...

Taiping Fucheng.

Night falls.

The city was silent and empty, only Chen Jichuan walked on the empty street.

It looks weird and invisible.

Chen Jichuan walked past the bell tower and suddenly saw someone running wildly in front of him. A single-horned monster with green face and fangs, bloody mouth was chasing him closely behind.

It seems to be easy, but it can't catch up with the person in front of me.

"This is to kill people who are chasing them to death and exhaust them."

Chen Jichuan used the "insight technique" to see the monster's heels and feet and did not interfere.

Instead, hide your body and look at the other side.

far away.

“The supreme in heaven is the Jade Emperor, and the most precious thing in the world is the King;

All ghosts and gods in the world admire them, but Lushan is the only one who makes the decision.”

A middle-aged man wearing a robe and a red scarf on his head sang and walked towards him strode.

He held a bell knife in one hand and a golden whip in the other. There was a cloth bag tied around his waist, which seemed to contain many things.

It seems that he is heading straight for the one-horned monster.

When he reached the bottom of the bell tower, he strided heavily and rushed towards the unicorn monster with a golden whip in his hand.

"How dare you hurt someone if you are evil?!"

The man shouted loudly, and the golden whip shone golden light and sucked hard towards the one-horned monster.

boom!

The unicorn monster was caught off guard and was pulled out dozens of steps away and smashed heavily on the city wall.

Thrilled all over.

A ferocious god.

He no longer chased the previous person, turned around and fought with the mage.

Boom boom boom boom!

A mysterious Taoist magic weapon fell out.

One has thick skin and strong flesh, and is extremely powerful.

It is hard to decide the winner of each person, one monster, and one time.

Their fight was quite disturbing, but the people near the bell tower stayed behind closed doors and didn't dare to see them at all, and seemed to be used to it.

And farther away-

Swish swish swish swish!

There were a few figures coming.

Chen Jichuan saw it one by one and was a little surprised: "There are many masters in just one city!"

Among these people.

A Taoist with profound Taoism.

A warrior with great martial arts skills.

The ones who follow the Taoist Dharma and the external skills lineage are the most powerful old Taoist, who has the strength to travel to the sixth level of night. Among the warriors, the strongest is a general who has already entered the late stage of Hudan and reached the level of being invincible to see the gods, comparable to the Kongming powerhouse in the Qinling world.

"It's normal for masters to gather in the city."

"But there are so many things that appear casually. This world is probably not inferior to the Qinling world, or even stronger."

Chen Jichuan thought in his heart.

As the masters arrived one by one, the battle under the bell tower came to an end.

The red-headed wizard took out a ruler from the cloth bag on his waist, silently recited the mysterious mantra, and flew out of the sky and fell from the sky to hit the head of the unicorn monster.

"Ahhhh!"

The monster suffered a pain, and a burst of black smoke came out of its body. It was hard to maintain it, and it turned into a cinnabar pen and fell to the ground.

A pen turns into a monster, and with such skills, it will definitely be extraordinary.

Once such treasures appear, they should have caused the snatch of masters from all directions.

But the people watching secretly at the scene all had strange mouths and looked like they were smiling, as if they were watching something to digest.

Some people yawned and turned away when they saw the fight ending.

"Good baby!"

However, the Red-headed Master took the cinnabar pen and held it in his hand, a little vigilant and a little joyful.

I didn't dare to stay in this city for too long, so I put the cinnabar pen in my arms and left the city like a flying one.

"It's useless!"

Chen Jichuan shook his head and smiled.

I don’t care about where the cinnabar pen is going, nor do I follow the Red-Headed Master.

He continued walking in the city, and came to the palace school. He saw a white cloth spread on the ground beside the pond. From time to time, he raised a corner, as if a person lying flat was reaching his head to see something. Seeing that there was no one around, the white cloth was bored and there was no wind to move. He moved himself, changed his position, and continued to lie down.

"All of them have become energetic."

Chen Jichuan smiled.

Walk through the pond.

When I walked through the Classics, I could hear the sound of reading vaguely.

As he continued walking, while walking across Jiaochi Street, Chen Jichuan heard the chirping of ducks, which was annoying.

When walking through Guichi Street, there were chains that were ringing, which was gloomy and terrifying.

When I walked through Chaoyang Street, I felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on the top and was in a panic.

...

A circle around the city is full of strange things.

Chen Jichuan returned to the bell tower and saw that the cinnabar pen that had been knocked back to its original form had returned. He was still green-faced, fangs, and bloody mouths, hiding in the dark, staring at the streets with his eyes fiercely, waiting for the pedestrians to pass by.

In another corner.

The red-headed mage looked at the one-horned monster, his face full of shock and doubt.
Chapter completed!