Chapter 361: Strange Battlefield

This scene is very absurd. They all behave like living people, but they are made of paper.

Now how to do?

Is all this an illusion of the goddess? How to break it?

He Lingchuan thought for a while, identified the direction, jumped off the tree and headed towards Gan's house.

All these troubles stem from Mr. Gan, and He Lingchuan always feels that the crux lies with him.

Besides, it seems that the only living person he can find is Mr. Gan.

The evil ghost's senses on the road were actually very sensitive, and he soon discovered him, controlling the paper man and chasing after him.

There was a huge group of P bugs behind him, and He Lingchuan didn't want to waste his energy with them anymore, walking through the halls and alleys.

Several times along the way, he came across huge bronze mirrors at corners, which were used in teahouses and hotels to dress guests. He Lingchuan suddenly looked into their eyes.

The reflection in the mirror was eager to catch him, but He Lingchuan was on guard and guarded his mind. How could it be so easy for him to succeed?

At this moment, a signal suddenly came from the Eyeball Spider.

He Lingchuan took a look and saw that Mr. Gan finally moved back to his mansion with his injured body, but there was no one inside or outside the house!

Old Mrs. Mao is not here, and neither is the second master.

So many servants and maids, all of them disappeared.

This is an empty house, and the night wind blows through the window lattice of the hall, whining like a ghost crying.

Gan Sanye called for a long time but no one answered. While he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a voice shouting: "Gan Sanye, Gan Sanye!"

He trembled in fright: "Who!"

This was not the voice of a family member, but it continued to call him.

Mr. Gan bravely climbed forward a few steps, and a row of lanterns under the eaves suddenly lit up, sweeping away the darkness in the courtyard.

He saw a reflection in the pond, but it was not his own.

Then, someone rose from the pool and walked towards him step by step.

"God..." He kept chattering his upper and lower teeth, "Goddess?"

Who else could this middle-aged woman be than a goddess?

"Aren't you dead?" It turns out that the boy named He didn't kill the goddess, and now she comes to take revenge on him!

He Lingchuan frowned while watching the live broadcast. Through the perspective of the eyeball spider, he could not tell whether the resurrected goddess was a paper man or whether there was an evil ghost entangled in her body.

"I am immortal." The goddess walked up to Gan Sanye and squatted down. Her tone was not cold at all, but full of sympathy. "I do everything for you with all my heart. Why do you help outsiders deal with me?"

"I, I was forced." The closer her face came, the more frightened Mr. Gan became. "If I don't lead the way, the boy named He will kill me."

"Do you want to live?"

"……think."

"Do you want to save the Gan Chamber of Commerce?"

"Think!" So the goddess knows everything?

"Do you want to kill the boy named He?"

Mr. Gan hesitated and did not dare to say anything.

"You can't hide your thoughts from me." The goddess smiled and showed her strong white teeth, "You want him to die, you really want him to die!"

Gan Sanye just begged: "Goddess, have mercy on me!"

"Not only will I spare your life, but I will also help you solve all your troubles." The goddess stretched out her palm, which was as bright as a red-hot iron. There were densely packed small characters on it, as thin as a fly's head, and every word was shining.

Gan Sanye trembled: "What is this for?"

"Deed." The goddess said softly, "Put your palms together and we will make a successful contract. Just leave all the rest to me."

"Why, why help me?"

"Originally, I did three things for you, and the contract was naturally successful." The goddess sighed, "But I can't transfer it to others in the middle, but the last one hasn't been completed yet, so I'll just go to you to sign the contract. ”

"This contract..." Although Mr. Gan was frightened, he still felt something was wrong, "What do you want me to do?"

"You don't have to do anything, just watch!" the goddess smiled, "I will try my best to help you accomplish whatever you want."

Gan Sanye's eyes kept rolling.

"If you don't sign, you won't be able to get out. Before you die of thirst and starvation, you will be eaten by other evil spirits!" the goddess persuaded, "Actually, even if you can get out, you are not the Gan Sanye who used to call the wind and rain in Wuze County. The Chamber of Commerce will soon fall, and you will soon become a beggar on the street, fighting for food with wild dogs! "

She chuckled and said, "You are already in this situation. Even if you sign a contract with me, can it be worse than now?"

These words really struck a chord with Gan Sanye. He didn't even tremble anymore and just murmured: "If I sign, can I still live my old life again?"

Yes, his life has never reached such a low point.

"Of course you can, and it will go to a higher level." The goddess smiled, "At that time, you no longer have to be bound by Boss Gan. The old lady and Mr. Gan will still obey your words."

Gan Sanye breathed easier.

He Lingchuan had already rushed to the gate of Gan's house and had just jumped over the courtyard screen wall. Hearing this, he shouted: "Don't make a contract, they are tricking you!"

Hey, something seems wrong here?

At the critical moment, how could he stop to examine the details and sprint towards the courtyard.

At this time, the goddess stretched out her hand in the direction in which he was running, and then said to Gan Sanye: "Deed! You can kill him now! Think of the humiliation you have suffered in the past two days!"

Go back to the old days!

No, want to live a better life!

Gan Sanye gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pressed it on her palm.

"Ah——" It was like holding a soldering iron and not being able to let go, causing him to scream loudly in pain.

The skin of the goddess opposite her shrank rapidly, and she turned into a skinny little old lady in just a few breaths. Her body also became stooped, and her whole body was covered with wrinkles. She looked much older than Old Madam Mao.

She retracted her palm, no longer calm and composed, but looked up at the night sky, sighing:

"Finally freed."

"I hope you can be freed soon."

After saying these two sentences, her skin darkened, and her whole body turned into paper ash, blown away by the wind.

Gan Sanye looked at his palm, and the reddish small words had moved to his palm.

He clenched his fist and opened it again, and the words disappeared, and his palm was smooth.

At this time, his eyes had changed, and he suddenly sneered twice.

...

He Lingchuan was cursing at the idiot, but immediately after passing through the round moon gate, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

Before passing through the gate, he clearly saw a three-story building in front of him.

After passing through the gate, he was actually standing at the dusty street corner, cavalrymen were hacking back and forth, people were fleeing in panic, houses were set on fire everywhere, and screams and cries were everywhere.

He seemed to have entered the city battlefield in a second.

This is not right, the scene changed in a second?

But when he looked again, the people riding on horses, fleeing on the road, looting from house to house, laughing and screaming were all paper people!

In this large-scale war show, the enemy, the defenders and the people were all played by evil ghosts, and their attitudes were meticulous.

It was both grotesque and terrifying.

Several cavalrymen found He Lingchuan and ran towards him waving their weapons.

He jumped back into the wall and turned over the aisle several times, leaving the cavalry behind.

The layout of this building was completely different from Gan's house.

Not only Gan's house, but all the buildings he saw on the street were different from those in Wuze County, larger and more ancient.

Just looking at the width of the street, it looked like a capital or a big city.

At this moment, he heard a strange long whistle, grand, clear, and shocking.

He Lingchuan jumped onto the wall and looked out, and then he was shocked:

There was a huge red bird flying in the sky, with a high crown on its head, a colorful feather on its tail, and a body length of more than ten feet. Its wings were spread out to cover the sky and the sun, easily covering the buildings and people and horses below in the shadow of its wings.

This body is comparable to a giant whale, but it is flying in the sky, which is even more spectacular.

The big bird ruthlessly sprayed fireballs at the ground, and one explosion was a building.

So that's how the raging flames everywhere came from.

Although this big bird is also made of paper, He Lingchuan does not doubt the power of the real fire it spews.

And he also felt endless pressure from this giant bird. With this thing hovering over his head, it really seemed like the end of the world was coming.

Where it passed, the horses below either screamed and ran away, or simply limp to the ground with their four hooves soft.

The big bird flew up to the sky, dancing gracefully, and seven or eight tornadoes blew up on the ground, each with a diameter of at least ten feet.

The fire took advantage of the wind and turned into a fire tornado, devouring everything.

It should be noted that if it were not for He Lingchuan's own truth filter, if it were someone else, these people, birds and beasts would be vivid and lively. So the scene of the civilians and children in this city screaming and running away while being swallowed by the fire tornado was also particularly real and miserable.

Seeing that it could burn half of the city alone, several light spots suddenly flew in the sky.

He Lingchuan looked closely and was even more stunned:

It seemed that there were six or seven magicians, some riding cranes, and some stepping on auspicious clouds, going around the red bird, and almost throwing a mirror at the same time.

These mirrors were located up, down, left, right, front, and back of the red bird, which happened to be six directions, and each shot out a ray of light and hit the red bird.

The red bird, which originally came and went quickly, was actually fixed on the spot by these six lights, and could not fly away even after flapping its wings.

But it seemed to be very powerful. After several angry screams, a hurricane broke out over the city. The wind force was at least level 14, blowing the six mirrors left and right, and they were about to lose their stability.

One of the magicians shouted to the people below: "General You, take advantage of this moment!"

General You? He Lingchuan thought, have I heard of this somewhere before?

Several riders suddenly jumped out of the alley in front. The general in the lead was not riding an ordinary horse, but a tall and strange beast, shaped like a tiger but with a tight belly and waist, full of stripes, a single horn on its head, and three tails behind it.

When He Lingchuan saw this strange beast, he couldn't help but whispered:

"Zhen!"

He had read many idle books in the Panlong Dreamland, and some of them were specifically about ancient monsters and strange beasts, and even accompanied by very sloppy and abstract picture albums. Although the author is a soul painter, the appearance of this strange beast is very distinctive and does not hinder its identification.

This is the Zhe, and people have invented a word for it:

Zheong.

It is said that an adult Zhe has five tails, but General You's mount only has three tails, which seems to be not fully grown.

Even so, its movements are already surprisingly agile. Under General You's control, it made several consecutive leaps and jumped higher than the roof of the four-story building where He Lingchuan was!