Liancheng was shocked.

How familiar is this dog?

Gou always feels weak.

What are you doing here for senior?

Liancheng does not intend to delve too much about how the Husky uses the control rod. Since obtaining the copper coins, he has seen enough demons and ghosts, even the most bizarre things, and he has sufficient resistance.

It's just a dog demon... it's just a dog demon.

But why is there a dog here?

Liancheng was not ready to ask about the Husky's motives, but in the darkness on the left side of the spotlight in front, a creepy sense of oppression suddenly appeared. It was as cold as the early morning breeze after the autumn rain, not as violent as the north wind in winter, but the chill was so cold that it was so cold.

He pinched the copper coin, and the copper coin immediately transmitted the golden spirit that belonged to it and rushed into Liancheng's eyes. His pupils were immediately stained with a dark golden light, giving Liancheng the ability to see absolutely true.

This is the only copper coin function that Liancheng can actively use.

In the darkness, he saw a reddish-brown wooden door.

The style is extremely simple, with incredible couplets with white and black characters on both sides of the door: "The world is peaceful, and you can make money at first sight." From the gap between the red door, there were endless screams of despair and shrill.

When my eyes ran into the crack in the door, even the city felt a sense of crisis with a sudden sense of hair.

This is no place for people to go!

I think I know that behind the door is 100% underworld! The couple on the door is a household name, and these two characters are on the black and white impermanent hat.

Mr. Gou was so scared that he pulled a shit on the spot, whimpering his tail, and the dog's eyes were full of horror. He had never seen this scene. The comfortable life in the city had long made him forget the horror of the supernatural world.

Lian Cheng was a little hesitant, including the ceiling, wall panels, even vents and water pipes, black fog, blood, hair, howling, etc., scenes that only appear in many horror films. At this time, a large collection came here!

Through his dim golden eyes, he saw a vast evil ghost that was so numerous that he had a numb scalp.

He was passing through the cement building and gradually approaching the center of the stage. Lian Cheng subconsciously looked at the audience seat. Countless ghosts were pressing against the audience's bodies, jumping over their shoulders and stepping on their heads, rushing towards the stage representing the shore like a tide by the reef. The audience seemed to be unable to see these evil ghosts, and still focused on the performance on the stage.

The sound of the cello suddenly sounded!

With the poor music theory knowledge in Liancheng, we can also tell that this is a mi "all come to Mifa"!

The second movement, cello c chord, second scale mi.

The ghost catastrophe has officially arrived!

The strange red door was directly above Xiaohua's head, emitting a breath that made the evil spirits salivate. It turned into a vortex, attracting all the evil spirits around who could move.

Lian Cheng knew that 99% of the evil spirits had no consciousness at all. They acted entirely on instinct, and were no different from zombies infected with T virus in Resident Evil. They were apart from scattering ghosts everywhere and eating! It was unreasonable at all!

Ao!!!

Mr. Gou suddenly jumped onto Liancheng, and his dog claws grabbed Liancheng tightly and said he would not loosen his claws! When the monster burst out with a strong survival, his power was amazing. Even Liancheng could not get rid of Mr. Gou, who was so scared that he was so scared that he was squirting shit wildly!

In Lian Cheng's eyes, this shit-squirting husky was much scarier than a ghost! Mr. Tongqian ran away desperately on him, for fear of sticking to this sticky and hot yellow-brown fluid.

You can just pull it, why do you still have diarrhea?

But he didn't care about this dog anymore.

On stage.

Xiaohua's expression became more and more focused, and the pressure of the ghost king emanating from her body became stronger and stronger. The movements, sounds, moods and even her own soul were merged into one under the concerted rhythm of music. The regular air vibration of music hidden extraordinary magic.

Its influence on people's spirit and thinking is absolutely no worse than that of Taoist methods. Not only that, music that is perfect in line with the laws of nature will also stimulate people's subconscious thinking instinct.

Human beings are born to be emotional life, and small flowers are an extension of human life. They have the characteristics that are no different from human beings.

The bass paved the way for the last low song before the storm, the viola kicked off, slowly telling the story of the night watchman. The violin solo is the thunder. In the hoarse and solemn accompaniment of the wind instrument, it turns into a bird to fight head-on in the storm!

Through the clouds! A bird's eye view of the earth! The bonfire that has never been extinguished is still swaying. It intends to return home, which is the guide lighthouse for it to return.

Xiaohua gradually realized that she seemed to have found her place in the world.

The unstable notes represent her confusion, and the sharp chirping between strings is her question of the turn of everything. Where should I go, where will I go

Her piano sound went from following the flow to being unique, and at this time it became the only main theme that mobilized the audience.

The orchestra symphony gradually pushed her doubts into a clear movement—

I, is it me?

Lian Cheng held his five fingers tightly, and the originally hot lightsaber gradually became cold under the influence of the strange red door. He knew that he could not drag on it anymore. Although Xiaohua's music became more and more aware, her breath became less and less.

He looked around, and the evil ghosts in the Grand Theater tried their best to breathe, greedily absorbing the essence of spiritual energy from Xiaohua. And more were still crawling towards Xiaohua under the pressure of the Ghost King. The gloomy gaze that was devouring to others made Liancheng feel cold all over.

The closer life in the world is to instinct, the more hideous and terrifying it is. Wisdom is the shackles of instinct. Once you lose your human reason and expose it to the darkness under the sun, every witness will feel as if he is in the bottomless abyss.

Lian Cheng gently pressed the lightsaber, slowly closed his eyes, condensed his mind on the sword light, and swung horizontally tore out half an arc.

"Draw the sword to slash through the air!"

The arc-shaped sword energy spread in all directions. When it came into contact with the ghost's body, as if the sunlight melted the ice and snow, hundreds of ghosts dissipated under the exquisite sword light, and the sword light became weaker and weaker until it disappeared.

This is far from enough.

With Liancheng's skills, he could only use three moves to break through the air and draw his sword to slash. And that evil ghost looked countless!

He remembered Jademian's advice.

If you want to pass the ghost catastrophe safely, you must walk back to the Yin Realm to find and break the ghost core. According to this logic, the one that is closest to the Yin Realm at the moment should be the Hanging Red Gate.

If there is a choice, Liancheng will never step into it easily, let alone bring a husky.

Mr. Gou grabbed Lian Cheng tightly and screamed, widened his eyes, and watched Lian Cheng jump towards the strange red gate.

"Wool wool wool wool—"

Others couldn't hear the ghost cry, but the shrill screams of Mr. Gou were clearly heard. The security guard immediately took action to find the bad dog that broke into the Grand Theater.
Chapter completed!