"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The thumb-thick iron chain was opened, and a turbid smell came out.

The environment on the second floor was obviously much worse. In the dark cell, there were only a few oil lamps illuminating it.

"Master Hou, it's very dirty inside, otherwise we shouldn't go in!"

Song Changming whispered from the side.

Xu Tong thought that he was not really here to inspect the cell, so he nodded when he saw this: "It's fine not to enter, but I heard that Lord Guozhu comes to live here for a period of time every year?"

"Yes, this cell has too much yin and resentment. Every year during the Ghost Festival, we just can't contain it, so Mr. Guozhu comes to live here for a day!"

Song Changming made no secret of this.

"In that case, where does Mr. Guozhu live every time?"

"Up above, there is a room specially prepared for Mr. Guozhu."

Song Changming was very surprised and didn't know what the Lord Shenwu was doing asking these questions.

"That's just right. I'm a little tired. Take me to have a rest."

Hearing Xu Tong's words, Song Changming was startled and said quickly: "Master Hou, this is absolutely impossible..."

"What's wrong? Can't I go in and take a rest? If you're hiding like this, there might be something shameful in that room that you're hiding in there!"

When Xu Tong spoke, he had already taken out Xu Lai's token in his hand.

Song Changming's expression changed when he saw this, and he quickly explained: "That room has not been occupied for a long time and is full of dust. If Lord Marquis wants to rest, we still have a few clean rooms in the prison..."

"No, just lead the way, Mr. Song!"

Xu Tong's tough attitude made Song Changming dare not argue anymore, so he could only bite the bullet and take Xu Tong to an attic above the cell.

Xu Tong wiped his finger on the door lock to make sure that the dust on it had been there for some time, then nodded and motioned to Song Changming to open the door.

"Buzz..."

After the door was gently pushed open, as Song Changming said, the room was full of dust.

"Master Marquis, look, how can anyone live in this place?"

Song Changming wanted to persuade Xu Tong again, but Xu Tong waved his sleeves and swept it gently. Suddenly a breeze blew up, and the next moment all the filth in the room was rolled into a gray ball no bigger than a baby's fist.

.

Xu Tong picked up the thing and put it in Song Changming's hand casually: "I'm sorry to bother Mr. Song. I'm tired, so I won't give it to you."

After saying that, Xu Tong walked into the room, turned around and closed the door.

"Bang!"

Song Changming, who was caught off guard, was stunned. He stared blankly at the door in front of him. The expression on his face became uncontrollably distorted and he opened his mouth, just when he wanted to curse secretly.

“Buzz!

"

The door to the room in front of him was suddenly opened. At this moment, Song Changming's expression didn't have time to change. For a moment, his facial features were twisted into a ball, his mouth was open, and his breath was stuck in his throat, neither up nor down.

No, the veins on his forehead were all stretched.

Xu Tong blinked and looked at Song Changming, who had an extremely expressive expression: "Is Mr. Song okay?"

"Not... not dead..."

Song Changming almost choked to death with his own breath, but he still had to force out a smile for Xu Tong. The discomfort was as if he had stifled a huge sneeze without letting it come out, and the tears were in his eyelids.

Spin.

"Oh, it's okay. I just told you not to call me for dinner tonight!"

"Bang!"

After Xu Tong finished speaking, he closed the door heavily again. This time, Song Changming stood in front of the door with a bitter look on his face and glared at the door fiercely before turning around and leaving.

"This guy is really not a fuel-efficient guy!"

Xu Tong stood behind the door, looking through the door with his spiritual eyes, staring at Song Changming's leaving figure, and started to grumble in his heart.

Not only Song Changming, but also the guards, cell leaders, and even the handyman here are not simple.

But he didn't come here to investigate the truth, and he didn't want to pay attention to it for the time being. After looking around the room to make sure that there were no secret cells, Xu Tong sat on the bed, crossed his knees, and put his body

The pure Yang Qi completely converged.

Without the suppression of this pure Yang Qi, the fierce and violent energy filled the entire Tianlao in an instant.

Waves of deep roars came from the empty cell again.

“Dingle bell! Dingle bell!

"

The friction sound made by the iron ropes sounded like someone walking around in the cell, but when you looked closely, you couldn't see a ghost.

The guards responsible for guarding the sky prison have become accustomed to this, and have even formed some kind of secret tacit understanding with the unexplainable beings in the cell.

They walked this way, and those sneaky shadows walked the other way. The two walked in completely opposite directions, perfectly avoiding confrontation.

After Xu Tong calmed down his breath, he pointed his finger at his brow, and then his soul escaped from his physical body.

"Fortunately, I haven't taken the Pure Yang Distracting Pill yet, otherwise the soul would transform into the Pure Yang Soul, and these evil ghosts would have disappeared long ago."

Xu Tong Yuanshen escaped from the room, and with a pinch of his fingers, he summoned two divine thunder talismans and stuck them on the door.

If you want to take the opportunity to sneak attack on your own body, these two divine thunder talismans are enough to kill the opponent.

Then Xu Tong's soul moved and quickly rushed into the prison.

The surrounding guards only felt a black shadow flash before their eyes, but no one paid attention to it, because this kind of situation happens all the time here.

"Sir, what exactly is this Lord Shenwu trying to do??"

Song Changming led a group of people to inspect the prison as usual, and the prison boss beside him asked in a low voice.

"How did I know!" Song Changming's face looked very ugly. At this moment, he still felt that he was holding a tight breath in his chest that he could not exhale. He had already greeted the whole family of Marquis Shenwu in his heart.

After saying that, he turned back and glared at the prison bosses: "Don't care what he does. Please pay attention to me tonight. As long as the prison is not in chaos, it doesn't matter what he does."

Several prison guards said yes one after another, but before they could say a few more words, they suddenly heard a sharp roar coming from the cell.

Everyone was startled and glanced in the direction. One of the prison bosses frowned: "Why are these wandering souls so dishonest today??"

"No matter what they do, we just follow the route."

Another cell leader disagreed. Anyway, as long as you follow the rules and follow the fixed route, you will definitely not make any mistakes.

The rules in the prison today are strict. There are fixed rules for patrol time, walking route, starting time and ending time.

The living should turn to the left, the dead should turn to the right, and those who transgress will die!

These rules are all piled up one by one with human lives. Humans and ghosts are in the same prison, but there are two routes each side can take. No matter which side is wrong, they will pay a huge price.

"Keep walking!"

Song Changming didn't want to say more here and urged everyone to move forward, but when he raised his head, his eyes widened and he saw a black shadow in the distance rushing towards them like crazy.

"Be bold! Anyone who crosses the line will be killed!"

Seeing that there was a ghost figure that did not follow a fixed route, Song Changming's face darkened and he pulled out the long knife in his hand.

Several prison guards behind them immediately raised their bronze mirrors, Bagua diagrams, bells and other magic weapons. The group quickly formed a formation, and before the ghosts could rush up, they released a chilling aura and sent out a murderous aura.

The ghost shadow crashed to the ground.

Then when the bronze mirror shined, the ghost couldn't move. Song Changming quickly stepped forward and killed the ghost with a knife.

After the ghosts dispersed, Song Changming sheathed his long sword and frowned: "I have some impression of this guy. I have seen him before. He is quite quiet. Why did he mess up the rules today?"

"Hey, if you mess with the rules, you don't even have to be a ghost!" Everyone didn't find this surprising. It wasn't the first time they had encountered this kind of thing.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the collision of iron chains sounded in the cell.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

Everyone's expressions changed and they suddenly became alert. Song Changming quickly pulled out his sword and squinted his eyes to look into the cage ahead.

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The sound of ghosts crying and howling in the dark cell became louder and louder, and the oil lamp hanging in the corridor began to swing unsteadily.

"How could this happen? What day is today?"

Song Changming became nervous and quickly asked the cell leader behind him.

"October 28th is not a big day." Several prison bosses looked at each other.

At this moment, the oil lamp in front of him suddenly dimmed, and the entire cell suddenly became pitch black.

Song Changming and others focused their attention on the corridor in front of them for a moment. They felt that the corridor was frighteningly dark today, and there was a rustling sound.

"Huozhezi!"
To be continued...