"Why can't I change my reckless temper?"

Zhong Sheng was very upset. The only one alive was killed. How could he find the mastermind behind the scenes?

The demon monk has harmed countless people and will do anything to gain wealth. Chang'an City has a notorious reputation. Many ghosts are suffering tonight.

Therefore, Zhong Sheng found out his whereabouts after a little inquiry.

But the mastermind behind the scenes is different. Officials like to hide behind the scenes, let dogs bite people, and never show up.

"Oops, when my second uncle finds out, he won't beat me to death, right?"

Zhong Sheng is not afraid of heaven or earth, but he is only afraid of his second uncle.

In order to correct him back to the right path, his second uncle had been teaching him harshly, beating him with sticks day and night, and as a result, he was beaten with copper skin and iron bones.

Zhong Sheng's extraordinary martial arts skills were developed under the education of sticks.

The awe of my second uncle Zhong Kui in my bones will still remain even if my soul changes to another person.

In order to recover from the incident, Zhong Sheng went around in a large circle and asked many ghosts one after another, but he still had no clue.

In despair, he even thought of dragging Seng Keshou's headless body back to explain.

But even if all kinds of monsters and ghosts appear during the beach festival tonight, such behavior cannot be concealed.

If the head was still there, it would be easy to just carry it back, but he would trample it into a rotten watermelon.

"That's all."

Zhong Sheng gritted his teeth and was about to go back to work, when a white light flashed in the corner of his eyes.

By the way, there is a bone bracelet lying on the ground.

"This thing is very evil, maybe there are clues."

Zhong Sheng held the white bone ring in his arms, and his body rose with the wind, passing through countless streets in the blink of an eye.

He shuttled among the incense everywhere, his figure sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing, leaving traces of interlaced light and shadow.

There were also children with sharp eyes who saw Zhong Sheng’s passing shadow, grabbed the adults’ hands and opened their mouths to exclaim.

As a result, the adult's expression changed drastically, and he slapped the child on the back of the head, so that the child dared not say a word.

There is a folk saying that on the night of the Nuo sacrifice, humans and ghosts are indistinguishable. If you see through it, you can't tell it, otherwise it will anger the evil spirits and cause great disasters. In the least case, you will get seriously ill, and in the worst case, your family will be destroyed and people will die.

During the high-speed shuttle, Zhong Sheng looked through the overlapping buildings in the vast sea of ​​people.

The night wind passing by my ears brought with it the whispers and conversations of thousands of people in Chang'an.

"Big men fight for wine and little ghosts offer wine. We didn't see them during the Nuo Festival last year. Could it be that they were just added this year?"

Well, it seems to be the second uncle.

Zhong Sheng turned around and sneaked into the street with the breeze. He landed silently and through the crowd, he saw Zhong Kui sitting in a pile of wine jars piled up in a mountain.

The big ghost has long since disappeared without a trace, and the little ghost, with a group of companions, jumped up and raised the wine jar, collecting sacrificial wine from all over the street.

Zhong Kui's body was surrounded by empty wine jars, and his face looked as usual, not even the slightest bit drunk.

"Second uncle has a huge amount."

Zhong Sheng was quite confident in his ability to drink, but he could not outgrow his second uncle Zhong Kui, and he failed miserably in every drinking contest.

The little ghosts jumped up and down, presenting the wine jar to Zhong Kui like water.

Zhong Kui held one in each hand, raised his head and drank it all, placing the empty jar next to him. This is how the hill-like wine jar came about.

"Here comes the young man, take a sip."

Zhong Sheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the flying wine jar, tore off the seal and made a splash.

After drinking a full jar of wine, it only takes four or five sips.

Zhong Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth and said to Zhong Kui, "Second uncle, the demon monk killed me, but I didn't ask who instigated it."

He took out the bone bracelet and said, "The evil monk is full of evil. This is the evidence."

Zhong Kui looked at the Bone Bracelet again and saw countless innocent souls, screaming piteously and pitifully.

Zhong Kui said, "You deserve to be killed." He took the bone bracelet and crushed it with his fingertips.

Snap, after the bone ring shattered, it was like opening the door to the underworld, and countless innocent souls rushed out.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and the people breathed and froze. Some people bundled up their clothes and wondered why it was still so cold after the winter had passed long ago.

The dark wind blew around, making the incense messy.

Through the gradually thinning incense, one can see the hideous and miserable ghosts, some with missing limbs, some with their waists severed, some with pierced intestines and stomachs, or even beyond recognition, floating on the ground without even touching their feet.

"Creak, creak, creak."

The sound of teeth chattering came from the mouth of a spectator, and his legs were also shaking.

No matter how exquisite the performance, no matter how clever the mechanism is, they can't create the scene in front of you.

Thinking of the many fantasy legends about Nuo festival nights circulating in the city, these may be real ghosts.

"The demon monk killed me and must take revenge."

"Ah, I have kept silent, why should I keep silent?"

"Please plead for me, I am loyal to my husband."

The innocent souls were wailing one by one, with blood and tears in their eyes, and pieces of debris falling from their bodies. What a heart, what an eyeball!

More and more people in Chang'an began to realize that something was wrong. This Nuo opera was too realistic.

It’s not lifelike, it’s just real.

If they hadn't been so frightened that their legs were weak, these onlookers would have fled away.

Suddenly, there was a roar of thunder and the wind stopped.

The air is quiet!

"When there is injustice, there is injustice, and when there is hatred, there is revenge. If you are here, you will be called an evil ghost in vain."

Zhong Kui roared, and hundreds of innocent souls shut up. It was very hard to hold it in.

"I already know who the master of the demon monk is, that is, your enemy."

"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner."

"Those who are brave, come with me to settle a grudge. Those who are not brave, follow Tan Shen out of the city."

At this moment, Zhongsheng saw in his second uncle what personality charm and leadership qualities are.

After hearing this, many wronged souls fell to the ground one after another, recognizing their master on the spot and wanting to follow Zhong Kui to take revenge.

"Please let me make the decision."

Zhong Kui waved his red robe boldly and said, "Okay, come with me."

Zhong Sheng took a look and wondered why I was missing in such a big event, so he quickly followed up.

The dog official lives in Shengyefang, near Dongshi, surrounded by the homes of wealthy and high-ranking officials.

More importantly, Shengyefang is at the foot of the Imperial City, and it is very close to various government offices from here.

From west to east, the markets become more and more prosperous.

"Chang'an is divided into two cities, east and west. The east city is rich and prosperous, far above the west city."

On the way, Zhong Kui pointed at the street, seeming to recall his experience of traveling in Chang'an on exam day.

He glanced at Zhong Sheng and was suddenly surprised, "Xiao Sheng, it turns out that your soul came out of the body?"

Zhong Sheng nodded and said, "I went into the mountains to hide and met a man from Zhongnan Mountain. He helped me to save you."

After hearing this, Zhong Kui shook his head in annoyance, "You were fooled, that old bastard has bad intentions."

After his second uncle explained it, Zhong Sheng finally understood that the so-called sword-increasing orders were all a game played by Zhongnanshan people.

"He gave me orders that are related to my own practice. If it doesn't work, it will damage my foundation."

"So, even without you, he will do everything possible to help me escape."

"Old Zamao is so cruel. He has ruined your fifty years of life and made my Zhong family extinct. I will definitely not let him go."

As he spoke, he comforted Zhong Sheng, "Xiaosheng, don't worry, I will definitely make up for the missing Yang Shou in the future."
Chapter completed!