Wang San's stooped figure was already as tall and straight as a mountain after walking outside the village.
He took one step and disappeared.
His way of rushing is different from Zhang Jiao's.
Zhang Jiao is a master of Taoism, and he uses a magic similar to that of "shrinking the earth into an inch" in mythology.
As for Wang San, readers can imagine that he is a tall giant who is thousands of miles away, turning the entire planet upside down.
Of course, it's not actually that exaggerated, it's just a metaphor.
Wang San just exerted his strength, and the mountains and rivers naturally flowed rapidly under his feet.
Hundreds of kilometers took less than half an hour.
Even the rising sun is still hanging lazily on the horizon.
Although it is a haunted community, there are still many people living there.
After all, a house is the biggest luxury in life for ordinary people.
It's so luxurious that it takes more than half of your life to pay it off frugally. How can you be willing to just give up?
But the strange thing is that people who are busy with their lives can't seem to see Wang San standing in the community.
Occasionally, someone would bump into someone head-on, but they would be pushed away strangely by some mysterious force.
But the parties involved had no idea of this.
Everything in the world is not the king's land, and the shores of the land are not the king's ministers.
This is how it should be when the Supreme Emperor comes in person!
Wang San slowly raised his right hand and pointed in front of his eyes.
He said lightly: "Xian".
The ghost market that originally could only appear at midnight was brought out "alive".
And this is without affecting any strangers at all.
The evil ghosts in the ghost market were all confused and couldn't understand why this happened.
But when looking at Wang San, instinctive fear came from the depths of their souls - they were trembling and kneeling on both sides of the road to welcome the Emperor.
Wang San ignored the group of ghosts and looked up towards the end of the long street.
Black smoke poured out, and the mourners, mourners, and tengu appeared in a panic. At the same time, they tried their best to shrink their bodies until they were compressed into the size of a seven or eight-year-old child, and knelt down at Wang San's feet with a plop.
Just kidding, if a perfect emperor looks up to you, just this one sentence is enough to send you to eternal purgatory, where you will never be reincarnated!
"Little devil, pay homage to the emperor!"
"I didn't know that the emperor was coming in person, and if he came late to pick him up, he would die, he would die!"
Wang San didn't say anything, and just looked at the three murderers in front of him calmly.
Originally, they thought that the three of them discovered another royal family and made meritorious deeds, and Wang San was here to reward them.
But why does the person in front of me look so angry...
As time goes by, the atmosphere in the ghost market becomes more and more solemn.
Under the tremendous pressure, Sangmen, Diaoke, and Tengu began to tremble.
Especially Diao Ke, his body was shaking and his long tongue was shaking even more.
It's like a red mop, wiping on the ground...
At this moment, Wang San, who had been standing in the air, spoke.
Although the voice was not loud, the words were like thunder, shaking the three evil spirits to the point of collapse.
"Why do you dare to harm him even though you know he is one of my bloodlines?"
When the three villains heard this, they were shocked in their hearts!
How could this happen? Are the rumors wrong?
Didn’t it mean that the two lines were enemies of each other and would fight to the death?!
If this were not the case, who in the world would dare to kill only one person from the weak lineage!
Isn’t this the instruction, acquiescence, and even encouragement of the emperor in front of me?!
Seeing the catastrophe, the mourners and mourners all looked at the Tengu.
The meaning is very obvious:
If you've caused trouble, please speak up. We don't want to be implicated...
Seeing this, the Tengu trembled and expressed the doubts in his heart, and kowtowed desperately after saying it.
Looking at the current situation, he didn't dare to think about rewards or anything, he just wanted to save his life.
Unexpectedly, Wang San became even more angry after hearing what Tengu said.
The sky above the entire ghost market suddenly surged with lightning and thunder!
"presumptuous!"
"Who on earth dares to speculate on my thoughts and harm the royal family!"
"Anyone whose hands are stained with the emperor's blood will be punished!"
After finishing speaking, Wang San raised his hand and pointed at the kneeling Tengu.
"You, kill yourself!"
"I will leave you with a trace of my true spirit!"
Ants are greedy for life, let alone the fierce gods of the Tengu generation.
In a life-and-death crisis, his eyes moved crazily.
Kneeling and slowly retreating, he opened his mouth to protest.
"You have no joke!"
"Just now, Your Majesty said: Anyone whose hands are stained with the Emperor's blood will be punished, but the kid didn't hurt the Crown Prince last night!"
"On the contrary... I got chopped by that guy!"
After Tengu finished speaking, he looked at the mourning gate and Diaoke for help, hoping that they could help him prove it.
But at the critical moment of life and death, how could these two fierce gods have the consciousness to "sacrifice themselves for others"?
His head hung lower, turning a blind eye to the Tengu's pleas.
He even cursed secretly in his heart:
If you hadn't said that killing an emperor and performing meritorious deeds would lead to a canonization, how could we be in such a mess!
On the contrary, Wang San was a little embarrassed when the Tengu caught the loophole in his words.
After pondering for a moment, he spoke.
"Your words make sense: you have no joke."
"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided!"
"Before I left, I promised Qianyue that I would bring meat back. I can't break my promise and get fat..."