"Oh, I've been living in a dream for the past half month."
Hiding in the corner of the tallest building, Wang Zikun suddenly said this: "Taoist priests, demons, and ghosts all day long. I have never seen such an exciting scene in more than ten years of playing games."
It’s no wonder he would sigh like this. Take the building in front of us as an example. We thought it was simply made of huge rocks. When we got closer, we discovered that when we reached out to touch it, it turned out to be made of rubber.
Such a touch, you can see blood vessel-like lines on the surface, and there is even liquid flowing slowly inside.
If my guess is correct, this thing is probably alive.
"How do you think such a soft stone can support this palace? It's really outrageous."
Wang Zikun muttered and tried to touch it again, but I opened it with a wave of my hand: "Don't hold back your claws. This thing is weird. This is my first time in the hinterland of the ghost clan. It would be bad if something wakes me up."
"If you're so nagging, how about we leave?"
"Whether I'm walking or not, I've come here, so I'm going to have to make some noise before I leave."
I closed my eyes and scanned the surrounding area with my mental power: "This should be the palace of the Heavenly Ghost King. There are many guards. There are sentries at basically every corner. Especially there are several powerful characters on the top floor, so I'm afraid of being alarmed.
I don't even dare to use my mental strength to explore them.
In this way, I will take you there invisibly in a while, but you must be careful not to make any noise or talk to me. If anything happens, we will make eye contact, remember?"
Wang Zikun raised his eyebrows into an "eight" shape: "What are you talking about? How do you communicate with your eyes?"
"There's nothing to communicate to begin with, just follow me and that'll be it."
Afraid that Wang Zikun might accidentally make a move, I simply reached out and wiped it on his mouth, sealing his mouth immediately, and then deployed a lot of formations on myself and him.
After finishing all this work, I dragged him quietly to the upper level of the palace.
Maybe it's because ghosts are generally tall, but this hundred-foot-high palace actually only has three floors, each of which is hundreds of meters high.
As I walked up, all I saw on the first floor were ordinary ghosts with green faces, fangs, and clumped muscles. Some of them were wearing armor, holding weapons, and some were holding whips. They were commanding a group of unknown people.
He is an ordinary human being of some origin, doing chores such as cleaning floor tiles and moving things.
When you get to the second floor, the situation is different.
It's not as noisy as the first floor, there are no low-level ghosts at all, and the guards are not that strict, but the guards who occasionally appear are definitely much stronger than those on the first floor.
Here, in addition to the ghosts, there are still human women walking in the corridors. Some of them are holding meat dishes and fruit plates in their hands, and some are carrying water basins and towels, and they are shuttling through the rooms on the second floor.
"Damn it, this is the ghost world. How can there be humans in the ghost world?"
I frowned and stared at the busy women.
These are not ghosts, but real people with bodies.
Seeing that there are no traces of cultivation on them, it is obvious that these are the ghosts who have just been captured from the human world by unknown means in recent times.
Is it possible that the passage in Shanyin City is just for this?
‘Boom, bang, bang!’
As I was thinking about it, there was suddenly a sound of metal hitting the ground from the room on the left.
Then there was another burst of curses: "Damn it, you can't even handle a plate. You despicable humans are only qualified to cook food! Come on, drag them out and cook them for me!"
I turned my head and looked in the direction of the sound.
The guy who was scolding looked and dressed like a human being, but he had a ghostly air about him and a ferocious expression. He was sitting on the chair in the middle of the square hall.
I remember Duke Shen said that only the ghost clan of the ghost clan is human, so the ghost clan in front of me must be related to the sky ghost king. As for his identity, I don’t know.
There were several trembling women kneeling on the ground in front of it. They were all young, about seventeen or eighteen years old. Among them were two blond ones, who looked like they must be Europeans.
They were all quite thin, morbidly thin, as if they hadn't eaten properly for a long time. There was a skinny little girl lying at their feet, with several fruits and a copper plate scattered around her.
I couldn't hold on while eating the fruit plate, and I fainted from hunger.
'Boom, boom, boom!'
Several guards wearing armor, who were tall and round, but could still be seen as humanoid, rushed in, picked up several girls kneeling on the ground, and tried to drag them out.
Then there was a burst of crying and pleading, but the ghost tribe sitting on the chair turned a deaf ear. He walked directly to the fainted girl and picked her up: "You bitch, I'm in a bad mood!
"
As soon as the voice fell, it opened its mouth directly, bit the girl's throat to pieces with a 'click' sound, and then aimed at her arteries and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.ωωw..net
Seeing the little girl's life force gradually draining away, a wisp of fragrant soul floated out. At this time, Wang Zikun couldn't stand it any longer and hit me twice with his fingers from behind.
I turned back and glared at him, and sent him a message: "Don't be too troublesome. We are in the core area of the ghost tribe now. If we attack rashly, we may get ourselves involved. Don't expect me to save her."
Wang Zikun's expression was quite reluctant at that time.
But he is not the kind of person with a holy mother's heart. He knew what I said made sense and didn't move again.
I watched helplessly as the ghost clan sucked the girl's blood from his hands and swallowed her soul in one gulp.
Then it burped, and then a voice that sounded disgusting came from behind me: "Oh, my Third Prince, you... what kind of anger are you having?"
A woman walked past me, and there was a scent of incense in the breeze: "You just killed the three girls under my command the day before yesterday, and the two who were sleeping with me were also played to death by you last night. Now,
Five more, I...I only have these people under my command, if they all die, who will take care of you?"
"Shut up, if you keep talking nonsense I'll kill you too!"
The ghost clan, who was called the Third Prince, threw the body of the girl just now at the woman's feet like trash: "Liu Cuiyun, look at the slave you trained. I finally got my subordinates to get some fresh fruits from the earth.
She staggered and knocked them all to the ground. Do you think she should die? Huh?"
Liu Cuiyun?
The moment I heard the name, I was stunned for a moment and quickly looked at the woman's face.
Then I discovered that they really didn’t have the same name. The person in front of me with a flattering smile on his face, half-kneeling at the feet of the Third Prince of the Ghost Clan and hugging his thigh, was actually Liu Cuiyun, the former Madam of Cuiyun Tower and the spy leader under Yin Wuxin.