At this time, Zhang Muzhi was searching carefully in the City God Temple.

The statue of the City God in the temple sits on the altar, and the civil and military judges accompany him.

On both sides are statues of Yinchao holding chains, civil servants holding paper and pen, and wandering day and night, etc.

"All the statues have no spirituality, and I don't know if these Yin Gods were killed or ran away in the chaos!"

Zhang Muzhi raised his hand and fired a thunderous thunder, shattering the head of the main statue of the City God, but the City God did not appear.

"It should be hidden in the spiritual realm of the City God Temple!"

Zhang Muzhi looked around and suddenly saw the mural on the wall: "It's this!"

The mural depicts a king wearing a black robe and a crown as he is going to the hall to ask for a case.

There are three big words "Hello Hall" written on the plaque above the king's head.

Standing on the left and right of the hall were black and white impermanent, with cow heads and horse faces and all kinds of evil ghosts, all of whom were hideous and terrifying.

There were two people in the middle of the main hall, standing and kneeling.

The man who was kneeling was unclothed, looked very poor, covered with scars and blood flowed all over the ground.

There was also an evil ghost standing next to him whipped with a whip!

The man standing was wearing gorgeous clothes, dressed as a wealthy employee, and the prisoner kneeling on the ground with his forehand fingers shouted loudly.

"Okay! Even the King of Hell loves the poor and the rich?"

"You city god is the god of humanity. You don't paint Prime Minister Wen on the wall or yourself, but you go to paint the King of Hell, and you say you don't have any ghosts in your heart?"

Zhang Muzhi reached out and pressed the mural. The tentacles were slightly cool, and they were no different from ordinary walls.

"Can you hide some hidden means from me?" Zhang Muzhi pointed forward with a thunder technique in his hand!

"Boom!" A thunder flew out and the entire wall was blown into a ball of black gas.

Zhang Muzhi walked into the black air with a wooden sword in his hand. The two ghost generals Zhao Qiang and Sun Han who rushed in from outside happened to see Zhang Muzhi's back.

"Quick! Keep up with your lord!"

The two ghost generals shouted to their troops and rushed into the black air together. After a while, there was another intact mural.

Zhang Muzhi walked out of the black air, but saw a broad vision, and a vast world appeared before his eyes.

There is no sun or moon or stars in the sky, and gray clouds are floating.

The mountains in the distance are like dog teeth, sharp and creeping, and there is a small path under your feet, which is rugged and uneven.

There were many prisoners on the trail wearing white prison uniforms, tied into a string of cow heads and horse faces with chains, and pulled them forward.

The cold wind blew, and the sound of the wind was like a sob and crying ghost.

"This is not the underworld of the underworld, it should still be in the spiritual realm world of the City God Temple!"

As soon as Zhang Muzhi had this idea, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind him. When he turned around, he saw that Zhao Qiang and Sun Han were chasing him with their troops.

"Lord! Are we chasing to the underworld?"

After the two ghost generals brought their troops to bow down, Zhao Qiang asked.

Zhang Muzhi smiled and said, "No matter whether it is in the underworld or not, the evil god will never escape his destiny today!"

Zhao Qiang smiled: "Okay! We will definitely capture the bird City God for the lord!"

Sun Han also said: "You are just looking at me!"

Zhang Muzhi nodded and said, "You guys go and chase!"

The two ghost generals received military orders and boarded their horses and chased forward with their subordinate ghost soldiers.

Zhang Muzhi walked on the path of stingy and looked at the prisoners carefully. He found that they were all stupid people who were confused and stupid. He only knew to walk forward without asking questions or waved to see them.

"It's indeed fake! But it's hard to say very well! Generally, there are yin and yang passages in the spiritual realm of the City God Temple!"

Zhang Muzhi ignored the pedestrians on the road and jumped up to chase forward.

"In this spiritual realm, even the Light Body Method is much more powerful. I am almost like driving the wind!"

Zhang Muzhi was like a stream of blue smoke, galloping forward quickly, and no matter the path, mountains, rivers, or rivers were passing by.

After about a stick of incense, Zhang Muzhi faintly heard the sound of fire from muskets in front of him. He quickly took two steps and saw Zhao Qiangzheng and his musket troops fire in the air together. The scouts led by Sun Han also shot in the air with bows and arrows.

The six generals of the gods in the air were surrounding the City God, and six kinds of weapons were attacking each other.

The City God's image was extremely miserable at this time. He had lost his gauze hat on his head. He had a few big holes in his black official robe. He held a ghost-tooth sword in his right hand to resist it. The newly grown black seal in his left hand emitted a gray light to protect himself.

The seal is not just a magic weapon, the gray light emitted is extremely flexible. The muskets, bows and arrows are attacked together with the weapons of the Six Jia divine generals. The spiritual light is destroyed and born, and has not been completely destroyed.

Zhang Muzhi pointed out the thunder and a thunder slashed down, slamming the protective light behind the City God into a big hole.

The Jiaxu god general Zhan Zijiang was quick-eyed and quick-handed. While the spirit had not been completely repaired, he threw the copper hammer in his hand and smashed it on the back of the City God.

"Bang!" The City God fell from mid-air, then quickly got up from the ground, squirted a slight breath, looked at Zhang Muzhi with a hint of coldness, and jumped into the Dao black air and fled forward.

The general of Jiayin, Ming Wen pointed at the general of Jiaxu, complained: "Look at you! There is no seriousness in the attack! Tell him to escape!"

The other four gods also criticized each other: "We all kept our strength in sight, and wanted to beat him up for a while! You made a ruthless move!"

The Six Jia divine generals looked at Zhang Muzhi, smiled awkwardly, and then turned into six golden lights to chase forward.

In front is a huge ghost city, with a wall of about ten feet high, and the plaque on the main gate is covered by a ball of black gas.

A black gas fell to the ground and turned into the city god's appearance, rushed into the city gate quickly, urging the guard soldiers: "Close the door quickly! Close the door quickly!"

The soldiers hurriedly closed the door, and six golden lights flew into the crack of the door before the door was completely closed.

Zhang Muzhi and others came to the city gate and saw that the gate was closed and there was no soldier at the door.

The little Taoist priest looked up and couldn't help but smile and said, "This city god is very ambitious! Even the ghost city has been built!"

Zhao Qiang urged him to go forward: "My lord wait, let me try to see if I can use a musket to open the city gate."

Zhang Muzhi shook his head and said, "No need to do this!" He raised his hand and thundered.

"Boom!" The three-meter-high city gate turned into debris, and then turned into yin energy and spread out on all sides.

Zhang Muzhi led his troops into the city and found that the structure and architecture in the city were exactly the same as that in Jiangning County. There were all kinds of stalls, shops and restaurants on the street, and even the street scenery was the same.

But the pedestrians were also stupid, like puppets.

Zhang Muzhi didn't bother to pay attention to the situation on the street and took people directly to the direction of Chenghuang Temple.

After walking through the Bluestone Square and before coming to the temple, the plaque on the door was not "Lingyou Marquis' Mansion", but "Yan Luo Palace!"

Zhao Qiang and Sun Han ordered the ghost soldiers to surround the entire temple, and then they followed Zhang Muzhi in.

Inside is a yamen lobby, the decorations are no different from the scenes depicted in the murals of the City God Temple.

The left and right are in disarray, and the evil ghosts are there, even the poor and rich ghosts in the hall are the same, and they also seem to be puppets without sanity.

The Liujia God General was standing in the main hall and looking around, his face seemed a little bored, obviously waiting for Zhang Muzhi to come.

The King of Hell, wearing a crown in the hall, was roaring loudly: "Where are you troublemakers from? Emperor Yan Luo is in front of you, and you won't bow down to your favor!"

"Huh? This King of Hell is sober?"

Zhang Muzhi watched with his Dharma eyes and confirmed that the King of Hell was not transformed by the evil god of the City God, but rather it was like a spirituality produced by something.

"You search in this hall to see if you can find the City God!" Zhang Muzhi ordered.

Zhao Qiang and Sun Han called about a dozen ghost soldiers from outside, searched the hall inside and outside, and then shook their heads at Zhang Muzhi.

"Bold! Bold! You dare to disrespect me!"

In the hall, the King of Hell threw the cannon with his hands and shouted loudly.

The Liujia divine generals laughed and stepped forward: "Even if the real King of Hell doesn't dare to scold me when he sees brothers, you're still excited!"

As he spoke, the Six Gods General pulled down the King of Hell and dragged the clothes to Zhang Muzhi.

Zhang Muzhi glanced at the King of Hell indifferently, with a playful expression on his face, and he didn't say kill or let go, but just stood still.

Zhao Qiang rolled his eyes, understood what his lord meant, and walked up with a smile: "My lord is a Taoist man, and this guy has to be the ones who are subordinates!" As he said that, he raised his musket and pushed it on the forehead of the King of Hell.

"Say! Where did that bird city god hide??"

The King of Hell was still screaming "Bold! Arrogant!"

Zhao Qiang sneered: "Boom!" The flames exploded.

The King of Hell's entire head was blown to ashes.
Chapter completed!