Chapter 216 The Local Gang Is Still Polite

"Am I pretty?"

Just when the sublime one was stunned, she actually took another step forward and asked again.

The gloomy aura rose up and spread faintly, actually blocking the light of the setting sun.

She took another step forward and her voice became sharp: "Am I beautiful!"

"What the hell!"

Finally, the sublimated person couldn't stand the weird atmosphere. He grabbed the dagger and rushed forward. Then, he saw... the woman pulled down the mask on her face.

Immediately afterwards, a creepy chewing sound came from the alley.

At this moment, as the remaining light of dusk gradually fades away, strange shadows emerge from the darkness. The demons patrolled hungrily, looking for their prey.

Can't wait.

With countless sharp wails, the darkness surging outside this small hell began to boil and slowly rose, as if it was about to drown everything.

The signs have been revealed.

The long night is coming.

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It took a long, long time for Huai Shi to recover from the original shock.

Check again and again the broken billboard erected on the distant building.

Under the dim light, a smiling face appeared on the broken billboard, but now, the smile had disintegrated and turned into a disturbingly incomplete and ferocious look.

Just next to the smile, there are still handwritings from the past, announcing to the visitors.

Huai Shi narrowed her eyes and struggled to distinguish the characters: "Welcome to To What YO?"

There is a section missing in the middle, making it completely unclear where this place is.

But until now, Huaishi still doesn't understand where this hell is! This is obviously an ancient city that sank in a disaster hundreds of years ago and fell outside the border - Yamatai!

But how did the original ancient city of Yingzhou become like this?

Also, isn't it currently on the high seas, being fought over between the Eastern Xia lineage and the Yingzhou lineage?

How did it become the venue for the rookie competition?

Or……

Huai Shi slowly raised his head.

In the last ray of sunset, he squinted his eyes and stared at the empty darkness above his head. It was like an illusion. For a moment, he saw something.

In the endless rising darkness, in the creepy dark tide, there is a vague outline emerging from the sky...that wing.

A wing that covers the sky and the sun, covering the entire city in shadow!

This place is already covered by the black bird's wings!

In shock, a glimmer of realization flashed in Huaishi's mind.

——Dongxia Pedigree wants to take advantage of the rookie competition to win Yamatai!

but……

What does this have to do with my little Peppa Pig from Huaihai Road?

When Huaishi finally figured out this point and put the problem behind her, she realized that she had wandered off to nowhere.

Stopped outside the door of an ancient-looking courtyard.

In the gradually darkening night, two lights were lit in the stone lantern in front of the door, but there was obviously light but it did not make people feel bright.

Instead, the desolate scene in the courtyard became even more gloomy.

As the withered leaves slowly fell on the dry landscape of black stone and white sand, in the pavilion in the courtyard, behind the layers of hanging scroll-like paper curtains, I remembered the clear and lonely sound.

It's Pipa.

Under the illumination of the light, a woman in gorgeous clothes cast a cold silhouette on the paper curtain, lowering her head to strum the strings of the pipa in her arms, and her hoarse and resentful singing spread along with the melody.

"Worrying about the bitter rain, sighing in vain...no time to enjoy the beauty of spring, but the flowers have faded...hate the drifting...hate the drifting..."

The sad reverberation spread far into the distance along with the sharp sound of pipa.

It wasn't until the singing disappeared for a long time that Huai Shi raised his hand and applauded from the bottom of his heart: "Singing is so good, the rhythm of the exhalation and exhalation is so powerful!"

Behind the curtain, the woman's figure was stunned for a moment, then seemed to raise her head.

"There is a small problem, the last beat is a little too fast." Huai Shi made the beat with his hands, "Look, it should be like this... da, da da, da... the aftertaste is a bit longer... believe me, you're right. "

The woman was stunned for a moment, then started playing with the pipa with her fingers, and followed the instructions. The final effect was indeed two points better than before.

It seems like a surprise.

She put down her pipa and bowed to Huaishi to thank her through the thick paper curtain.

Then he raised his bright wrist in his heavy sleeves and pointed behind Huai Shi.

Huai Shi turned around and saw the alley behind her.

"Go this way?"

He was stunned for a moment, then waved and thanked, "Thank you!"

Huaishi smiled from the bottom of her heart.

This probably means that if everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better place.

The local gangs here are so polite!

Although he didn't know whether the words sounded good or not, everyone seemed to be talented, and he began to like it here.

Before leaving, Huai Shi turned back and shouted towards the door: "Be careful of those people coming from outside. They are quite rough. It's better for girls to hide."

The sound of the pipa is wrong, and a sad farewell melody is played.

Seeing off guests.

Not knowing what she said wrong, Huai Shi shrugged, turned around and followed the path she pointed.

At the end of the street, in the darkness, several figures stared at the small mobile phone screen in their hands, staring at the figure disappearing into the alley on the screen.

The intuition of some stigmata is very sharp, and if you look directly at them with malicious intent, you will be alert. However, through the transformation of special mirrors or electronic devices, this early warning can be eliminated.

"Lao Wu, are you sure?" the leader of the sublime asked in a low voice.

"That's him, I can see it clearly in the telescope!" said the skinny man known as Lao Wu: "That guy has a piece of dark gold equipment in his hand! He is already injured. If we can take it down..."

The words have not been finished, but the meaning has been exhausted.

Several ascendants looked at each other and breathed heavily. Then, they picked up the huge cardboard box next to them and covered themselves.

Several people huddled under the carton, and their breath was strangely hidden.

That cardboard box was some kind of equipment that came out of a treasure chest. It didn’t feel out of place to be placed so abruptly on the roadside. Instead, it naturally became part of the scenery.

Even when it moved, it was silent and blended into the night.

Following Huai Shi's footsteps, they followed him amidst the distant sound of pipa.

Then, in the complicated alleys, I lost track.

I don't know why, but it was obviously a straight alley, but they went around weirdly, and in the end, they returned to the same starting point several times.

Back to the same pipa sound.

"No, something is weird."

The leading ascendant squatted under the box, his expression became fierce, and he drew his weapon: "Be careful, we may be targeted by something."

The melody of the pipa became more and more desolate and cold, making people feel chilled all over.

From the outside in, it gradually penetrated into everyone's heart, making them shiver.

"That woman..."

The leader's eyes were cold: "I'm afraid it's some kind of ghost in this hell."

"No matter what it is, just go up and take a look first."

Another sublime crawled out of the carton, holding the pistol in his hand. A ray of sacred light lit up in his hand, sweeping away the cold and evil atmosphere around him, and walked straight into the courtyard.

It’s not like I’ve never seen this kind of ghost thing in the border. No matter how weird and scary it looks, as long as the main body is destroyed...

He opened the curtain and then froze on the spot.

Behind numerous curtains, only a single, desolate oil lamp shone dimly. But behind the curtain it was empty, with no trace of anything.

In the silence, the small oil lamp went out silently.

At that moment, his curtains closed again, and darkness swallowed him like a tide.

Only the screams, as if the soul collapsed in terror, came from inside. Soon, it was swallowed up, and there was no more sound.

The original leader was stunned and rushed out without thinking: "Lao Wu, let's save people together!"

But I don’t know when Lao Wu disappeared.

He was the only one left in the empty courtyard.

The door closed behind him.

Not long after, the door opened again, and the courtyard was still littered with fallen leaves.

A lamp is like a bean, reflecting the silhouette of the beauty, caressing the pipa.

"Beaded curtains and brocade tents do not wake up to the dawn, and the everlasting regrets are endless, who can only dream of it..."

The melancholy singing sound spread far away.

No one responded.

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"It's almost time."

Satomi Kohaku raised his head and stared at the dark sky. There were obviously no stars, but in the darkness, a faint moon wheel suddenly appeared.

It was like...an eye, looking down at the world in darkness, filled with coldness and violence.

At this moment, walking on this land, no one could feel the terror brewing in this darkness and the surge that could engulf everything better than her.

You can feel the countless surges of malice in the darkness, all the time, and in the end, a weird melody faintly evolves, just like countless children humming in unison in a very distant place, and the innocent timbre has an interesting tone. People shudder at the Yin energy.

Even the Stigmata Prajna, who is also a creature type, can't resist the malice in that voice.

I'm afraid it won't be long before the demonic tide of hundreds of ghosts walking at night begins.

While running, her footsteps suddenly stopped and stopped at the entrance of a temple.

In the dilapidated temple, a glimmer of light came faintly.

Sensing her arrival, the temple door opened slightly, revealing a dim light that did not give anyone any sense of security.

Amber took a deep breath, pressed the handle of the knife, and walked into the temple.

Stopping in front of the Buddhist hall, he raised his head and stared at the dilapidated Buddha statue. He raised his hand and showed the string of bright red agate beads on his wrist.

"Kohaku, the last son of the Satomi clan, stayed for one night and begged the Buddha for mercy."

In the dead silence, no one responded.

Satomi Kohaku repeated it again.

Until a dull face appeared in the darkness, staring directly at the girl in front of him. Finally, his eyes fell on the rosary on her wrist.

"follow me."

The face said in a dull voice without any fluctuations, then turned around, squirming its slender body like a snake, and led her into the darkness.

The temple gate is closed.

My computer is broken, I have a stomachache, and I went out to do some errands. On the way, I used my mobile phone to finish half of the chapter I wrote yesterday... I’ll update it today orz.