Nili Pass is located in the territory of Zhou, facing Pingwan Mountain in the east and Li Peak in the west. The two mountains confront each other like a gate guarding the throat of Zhou Pingwan City.

There are cockroaches on both sides, strange rocks are dangerous in the sky, human power is sad, and the army is hard to overcome!

After passing this Nili Pass, there will be no more steep passes in the Zhou Kingdom, and there will be only some short hills and low tombs that have been through the past, which has always been a must-fight for military strategists.

Originally, this pass was called Li Pass, but due to the hundreds of years of war between Zhou and Qi, every brick and stone in the city wall was dyed with blood.

Over time, the city wall, which was originally built with blue-gray stones, turned into a mud-ink color that could not be washed off.

In addition, Nili is originally a hell and has no meaning of joy, so this place is gradually called Nili Pass.

There are thousands of Chinese dynasties in Nanzhou, and there are as many mortals as cows. Even if there are many casualties and injuries, it is difficult to be taken seriously by the high-level monks of the Golden Elixir Yuanying. In ordinary times, this place is also attracted.

Some low-level monks who urgently need evil spirits to practice or refine weapons come here to collect and refine weapons.

However, after the change in Nili Pass over the past ten days, rolling black gas continued to emerge from the nearby peaks and ridges, condensing and spreading to the nearby dozens of miles of radius, and the continuous yin energy

From time to time, it turned into one black rain after another, accompanied by the howling of ghosts and wolves, and a ghost creature had already taken shape at that time.

Although there is no such popularity as before, there are gradually many monks.

About seventy or eighty miles away from the Nili Ghost World, there are several cities where monks gather, one of which is a mortal city called "Wangcheng".

The city is not big or small, and the city walls built according to the mountains and water veins are surrounded by more than 200,000 people, which is considered a very prosperous place. However, with the changes in Nili Pass, it is

The residents of the city who have the conditions moved away one by one, went to live further away or went to visit relatives.

To this day, there are still horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts lined up in a long queue, dragging their families away with their families.

And those who stayed are either hard to leave their hometown or have nowhere to go.

In contrast to this situation, the monk who flew into the city with the imperial weapon.

Wangcheng has many restaurants and inns, but the best thing is Yangwang Tower. The main building with wooden and stone structure is nine stories high and it occupies a large area. There are several gardens in the back yard, and the rockery inside looks like a strange rock.

strange.

The monks flew over and saw this building at a glance, so the Yangwang Tower naturally became a place for these monks to gather and communicate.

...

Zhang Sanben was born as a beggar, but by chance, he saved Chef Huang's grandson from the human trafficker.

Chef Huang saw that Zhang San was okay and was not a cheating person, so he made a guarantee. Zhang San also transformed into a friend from Yangwanglou, put on clean and unpatched clothes, and still had life

The first pair of shoes since.

This Yangwang Tower is the largest restaurant in Wangcheng. It is usually a place where literati and poets talk. If you want to invite others here, you must make an appointment several days in advance.

Under the care and recitation of Chef Huang, Zhang San can not only eat enough, but also have more oil and water in the food.

Of course, I worked as a mate in Yangwanglou, and I ran around and couldn't stop for a while, and the monthly money was only one cent and two cents a year. This money was not even as good as those literati and poets.

There are many tables, but this kind of life is something that Zhang San dared not think of before.

However, after only a few months of this kind of good life, Zhou and Qi started fighting again. I heard that hundreds of thousands of people died. The ground there was a broken arm and a broken leg when it was stepped on, and it was even haunted.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people in Wangcheng. Those scholars on weekdays are no longer visible. People in the past few days are all very strange. After ordering wine and food, they sit there without saying anything.

Like a ghost.

Zhang San and his friends also ended up being idle, so they had to stand outside the door to see if they could attract a few more guests.

When he saw someone passing by, he smiled and asked, and after his mouth was dry, he returned to the kitchen and scooped some water from the large tank to drink.

When he came out of the kitchen, Zhang San quietly glanced at the people sitting in the restaurant, and secretly whispered in his heart: "Everyone looks like mutes. From this morning to now, it's been one or two hours. These people have even said half a word.

Never said it.”

Suddenly a cold wind blew, and he was clever and suddenly remembered an old thing. It was two years ago. Xiaocaitou was beaten to death by a black dog and a few people in a dilapidated temple outside the city. It was a few days later.

Yes, on hot days, frost even started in the middle of the night.

He heard the old man half-blind say that there was a ghost and that the dilapidated temple could not be stayed any longer.

Thinking of this, Zhang San's face was a little wrong, so he quickly walked out.

"Why are you snatching that servant?" A man with a feminine face said in a voice transmission.

"It's just boring, how long do you have to think about it? If I don't dare to go to that ghost, I'd just find someone else. If I hadn't had some friendship with you two guys, I wouldn't have thought of calling you at the first time, so I decided to go quickly.

If I don’t go, I’d better make arrangements early!” A middle-aged man with a hooked nose responded in a voice. He looked at the feminine man sitting with him and the yellow-faced man, and his expression was impatient.

"Are you sure there is an ancient cave in Lishan? Isn't that just a rumor among others? And judging from the size of the ghost, some powerful ghosts may have been nourished. No matter how anxious we are, we must prepare well, otherwise we will be afraid.

There is no entry or exit." The yellow-faced man said in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid of the front and the back. If you don't hurry up, when you're ready, no chance will be gone. I'll wait for another stick of incense. If you can't decide yet, then forget it, I'll go find someone else myself."

The middle-aged man with a hook nose slapped the table hard and said loudly.

Zhang San outside the door just happened to catch a glance at the middle-aged man slamming the table, his face full of anger, but the next moment, he slapped his whole body from head to toe, because he didn't hear the sound of slamming the table, nor did he hear it.

The man's voice.

"Can it be a big day, can you see a ghost?" Zhang San's face turned pale.

"Interesting, there are so many fellow Taoists here!"

However, at this time, a gentle voice as gentle as jade reached Zhang San's ears, and he saw a man in Confucian clothes holding a fan in his hand.

"A guest official invites you to come in. Do you want to have a meal or stay in a hotel?" Zhang San came back to his senses and said subconsciously with a smile.

"Let me find a cleaner table, and give me a pot of good wine. I will reward you with the remaining money." Zhang Shiping said, and he threw a corner of silver and gave it to Zhang San.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Zhang San quickly took the silver. As soon as he bought it, he knew that the silver was about three or two. His face suddenly burst into laughter, and he even forgot about what he had just suspected.
Chapter completed!