The towering black city wall stood behind him, blocking a large amount of light, and the ancient monsters climbing on the wall became silhouettes. The continuous houses are built in different shades of black, and the structure of the roof ridges is as sharp as animal bones. At a glance, it looks like a cliff covered with black barbs.
Ning stood under the shadow of the eaves for a long time, and the blind dog demon was pointing along the street.
"Our City of Ten Thousand Demons doesn't have much else but a lot of temples. There are dozens of them, large and small. If you want to go to the biggest one..." the blind dog demon thought hard.
Ningjiu saw that he was slow to speak and asked, "What's wrong?"
The blind dog demon sighed and said: "The largest one should be the Nanyao Palace, but that temple has been closed recently and it does not accept the incense. It is an unlucky time for the young master to come."
Ning Jiujiu pondered for a moment and asked: "What god is the main worship of Nanyao Palace?"
The blind dog demon said: "How do I know this? In such a holy place, a stick of incense can burn a month's worth of my money. How can the little demon dare to enter?"
Ning Jiujiu asked again: "Besides, are there no other famous temples?"
The blind dog demon was a little unhappy. He held the staff in his hand, touched the ground, and said, "Didn't you say that I was only tested on one question? Now that I can answer it, shouldn't you hire me as your guide?" "
Ning looked at it for a long time and asked doubtfully: "Can you really be a guide?"
The blind dog demon pointed to his blind eye and said righteously: "I am a professional guide dog!"
Ning Jiujiu wondered: "How can any guide dog become blind by itself?"
The blind dog demon said with a mournful face, "Isn't it true that the body is disabled and the mind is stronger? As long as you have some conscience, you won't be untouched, right?"
Siming thought to himself, where did he get his conscience
Ning Jiujiu was about to speak when he saw several more monsters coming in front of him. Most of those monsters were short in stature. There were cat monsters, fox monsters, tree monsters, and a monkey spirit with half of its tail cut off, jumping behind. Jump.
Ning Jiujiu didn't know what they did, but he saw that the blind dog demon was already approaching a formidable enemy.
"This is the guest I found first! Do you know the rules?" The blind dog demon shouted sternly, holding a cane, and waved his cane to drive them away.
A silver-haired beast cat demon with long ears grabbed its hand and sneered: "Hahaha, you are just trying to trick new customers. Last time you led the way, you led a customer into a dead end and almost missed a big deal. Your legs have been broken, your reputation has been ruined, and now you dare to come out and embarrass yourself?”
The blind dog demon said loudly: "You wild cat who can't even catch a mouse, stop slandering people! You are not a thief yourself, you can make a lot of money by sending a guest!"
"Okay! Don't let the dog bite the cat! Let me do it. I can tell the story of every street, every cave, and every mountain here. I am knowledgeable and talented, and the guests I have taken care of, No one is dissatisfied." The ape spirit at the end of the team jumped up and raised his hands.
It was an ape with brown hair and long arms. It wore a wooden ring on its head and a wooden bracelet around its neck. It held its severed tail and looked at Ning Changjiu with a smile on its face, recommending itself.
A monster with a hard skin immediately blocked it, and sneered: "Oh, you have a lot of knowledge about ghosts? Which of those stories were not made up by you? For another person, just change the story and go! If you are talking about being born and raised here, this place is really No one can beat me!"
The monsters were still arguing. When they turned around, they saw that the couple had disappeared. The monsters looked at each other in confusion, their competing faces suddenly softened, and they all looked downcast.
The figures of Ning Changjiu and Siming fell on another street.
They walked forward along the street.
"The little goblins here are really annoying. They are not very capable, but they are noisy." Siming covered his face with the fox demon mask and complained lightly.
Ning Jiujiu said: "It's all for livelihood, don't make things difficult for them."
Siming looked at the scenery around the street with a faint look in his eyes.
"Where are we going now? The so-called Southern Demon Palace?" Siming asked.
Ning Changjiu said: "It's my first time here, so don't be impatient. First find out the reality of Ten Thousand Monsters City and ensure your own safety."
"Yeah. It's up to you." Siming responded.
The two of them continued forward and passed a large area of low, skinny wooden tile houses. In front of them was a stern high-rise temple. Outside the temple, there were many monsters in ancient robes standing upright and walking towards it. They may be holding incense burners or jade wats, but they look like they are going to court.
The two of them bypassed the temple standing in the middle. Next to the hall with sharp square walls, there is a pool surrounded on three sides. The water surface is filled with mist and ink in the silvery undulating light. From time to time, bubbles pop up, always giving people a feeling of being imprisoned in the deep water. The devil's feeling.
There are several turtle stumps standing by the river, with ancient scriptures on them.
Ning Changjiu and Siming came to the river and looked at the lake.
Siming said: "The yin energy of this lake is too strong, and countless corpses will be buried there."
Ning Changjiu said: "There are quite a few fish in the lake."
Siming frowned and said: "Feed the fish with the corpse, then fatten the fish and eat it? Why does it feel a little unnecessary?"
Ning stood in front of Siming for a long time, and suddenly a chill ran down his spine. He always felt like he was about to be pushed down by Siming to feed the fish.
He looked at it for a while and asked, "Is this related to the Netherworld?"
Siming said: "It doesn't matter. Do you really think you are the son of destiny? You can easily find whatever you want?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "Of course I don't think so, but maybe you do?"
"I am definitely not the son of destiny." Si Ming said categorically: "What I am in charge of is destiny itself."
Ning looked at her proud eyes for a long time, remembered her dream last night, and laughed.
Siming snorted coldly and continued walking forward.
It was early spring, but the wind in Ten Thousand Demons City was colder than outside. If the outside world was a colorful landscape painting, then Ten Thousand Demons City would be a declining city painted in black and white water mill.
The first floor of this city is not that big. After walking through the rows of houses, there is a wilderness of rammed earth. The rocks on both sides are covered with white grass, like the hair of an old man.
There are several tribes scattered in the wilderness. Most of these tribesmen are fairies with low status. They all look like they have sharp mouths and monkey cheeks and are as skinny as wood. Behind their house, there are many chickens and ducks in a cage. The chickens and ducks are jumping restlessly in the cage, as if they are fighting something.
"Today seems to be the spiritual test day for the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons City." Siming said.
Ning Changzhang did hear someone talking about this on the way here.
"What is a spiritual test day?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Siming replied: "Just like people, there are only a handful of people who can become ascetics, and most of them are ordinary people. Therefore, there are always assessments before disciples enter the sect. The same goes for monsters. They transform from beasts and poultry into monsters. , also requires a process.”
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Do those chickens and ducks have to do psychic tests?"
Siming nodded and said: "Well, those who pass the spiritual test will be kept, and those who fail will be killed. That's all."
Ning Jiujiu sighed: "It's such a blessing to be a human being."
Siming said: "How can humans not be beasts? Human cannibalism is a history that happens all the time. Alas, all the creatures on earth are like raccoon dogs!"
Ning Jiujiu asked, "Are your gods perfect?"
Siming said: "As you said."
Ning looked at her perfect figure for a long time and said, "Then your gods are indeed a blessing to mankind."
"Shameless person!" Siming saw through his dirty thoughts and ignored him.
She crossed her arms across her chest and continued to walk forward with a cold face, shrinking down to an inch, and the two figures almost flickered forward.
After passing through many trees that grew haphazardly according to their own abilities, black robes and white robes appeared at the end of the road.
At the end is an abyss.
The abyss is surrounded by ghost mist. According to the local monsters, those imprisoned under these abyss are sinners who have betrayed the monster clan.
"Don't go any further ahead." Outside a house on the edge of the cliff, an old woman was drying her tattered clothes. She kindly reminded: "If you go further, you will be close to the inner city. There are countless old monsters. If you If you don’t have any extraordinary skills, you’d better turn back as soon as possible.”
"Is the inner city ahead?" Ning Changjiu asked.
The old woman said: "Well, just get through this fog."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Thank you, old lady, for reminding me."
The old woman sneered a little and said: "Young people are all the same, and none of them can be persuaded."
Ning Changjiu smiled apologetically. But the old woman stopped talking and squatted at the door, turning into an ancient tree.
Ning Jiujiu stopped in front of the cliff. He stared for a while, and then he and Siming walked to one side along the plank road.
Although the City of Ten Thousand Demons is named a city, it is essentially a dangerous place surrounded by city walls. Except for the initial city, which is only the size of an imperial city on earth, there are towering peaks and abyss at the back. Huge blocks, There are vague shapes of buildings on the broken peak rocks. Those peaks glow with different colors and clearly separate the boundary lines, like kingdoms one after another.
Si Ming wanted to draw a virtual sword habitually and move away with the sword, but Ning Jiujiu held his hand and shook his head gently to stop him.
"I just said you can't carry a sword, but I didn't say you can't use a sword to attack. Why should you be so careful?" Siming was a little unhappy: "Also, take your hands away!"
Ning Jiujiu let go of his hand and said: "It won't be too late to use the sword after you find out the details of the demon king here. There is no need to cause unnecessary trouble."
Those demon kings all fought with the saints at the beginning, and those who survived must be those with demonic powers.
Siming snorted coldly, quite displeased with Ning Changjiu's long-term gesticulation.
"Forget it, it's up to you." Siming said coldly: "If you delay Xiaoling, don't regret it when the time comes."
Ning looked at her cold eyes for a long time, and couldn't help but think of the spring night dream she had last night, the slightly painful look and the low moan between her lips and teeth... Huh, what a knife, but a mouth full of fuss.
Seeing the sudden smile on his face, Siming felt a chill in his heart: "What are you thinking about again?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "No, I just think this fox mask suits you very well."
Siming sneered and responded: "Your human face matches your animal heart quite well."
"..." Ning Changjiu had nothing to say in reply.
Si Ming finally succeeded, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she slowly walked onto the plank road.
The light in the sky was dim, and the mountain road was filled with ghosts and mist. She wore a fox demon mask and walked deeper.
Ning looked at her back for a long time and followed her, but for some reason, he always had the feeling that she was drifting away.
He disrupted his troubled thoughts.
The two of them walked along the plank road beside the cliff. The ghost fog in front of them alternated between thick and thin. The mountain wall was covered with dark moss. From time to time, dark green geckos scurried over it. From time to time, the ghost fog entangled itself into human faces. Staring at the two outsiders in horror.
These mist monsters are not fatal, they just suck the spiritual energy from some people, just like geese plucking their feathers. But out of instinct, none of them dared to approach Si Ming.
At the end of the plank road, there is an open woodland. There are several hundreds of years old trees in the forest. The lower ends of the old trees are almost dead, but the upper part is still growing black night. A python hangs on the tree, as if Hanged ghouls.
Under the tree, an old man was playing chess with himself. Except for his bamboo hat and raincoat, the rest of his body was made of black mist. He stared at the chessboard, lost in thought.
When Ning Jiujiu and Siming walked by, the old man was startled and looked up at them.
"Who are you?" the old man asked.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Guests coming to Ten Thousand Monsters City."
The old man shook his head and said unceremoniously: "In recent years, fewer and fewer guests have come to the City of Ten Thousand Demons. Do you have any plans?"
Ning Jiujiu hummed and said, "We are here to find someone."
The old man said: "Who are you looking for?"
Siming asked first: "Who are you?"
The old man said: "I am the Mist Demon King. I am in charge of the ghost mist here. My official position is neither big nor small."
Siming asked: "Is there anyone here who claims to be the Ghost King?"
The old man frowned and said, "Ghost Emperor? I've never heard of it. He should be the big demon in the inner city..."
Ning Jiujiu did not expect to get the result, so he thanked him and left with Si Ming.
The Mist Demon King sat under the old big tree, raised his head, looked at the hanging python above, and casually placed the pieces. He sighed softly: "The order of playing chess on the chessboard is not important in the world. There is no deduction on this chessboard." What’s the use of Gong?”
As he spoke, he slapped a chess piece onto the chessboard. The chess piece shattered and turned into a screaming sparrow with bleeding from its seven orifices. The sparrow adjusted its wings and died.
The fog is like a trap, and those who are not good at it will be trapped in it and always return to the same place.
But this little trick can't possibly trap Si Ming.
After passing the cliff, Ning Changjiang looked forward. The ghostly fog had faded a lot. In the sky, several towering peaks were seen, like swords standing upright in the sky.
"Qijue Cliff." Siming turned around and murmured at the large characters entangled in red snakes on the cliff.
Ning Jiujiu was about to move forward when Siming said, "I'm tired."
"Huh?" Ning Jiujiu turned around, confused.
Siming said, took a step forward, flew directly through the clouds and fog, and reached the top of the mountain on the opposite side.
Ning Jiujiu picked a cloud and used the skill of controlling the sword to control the cloud. After a few breaths, he came to her side.
"We are not here to enjoy the scenery." Siming said: "First find a place to stay, then catch the monster, and interrogate the place. It is best if we can force him to draw a map of Kan. Otherwise, at our speed, Let’s go, I’m afraid the young body will be cold when we go back.”
Although Ning Jiujiu had his own considerations, he agreed with Siming's point of view: "Well, let's forget about catching monsters. After all, this is the territory of Ten Thousand Monsters City. It is not good to cause public anger."
Siming asked: "Then you are going to seduce a female monster?"
Ning Jiujiu thought about it seriously and said, "I don't like this."
Siming said: "Then you are still thinking about the fox's tail all day long?"
Ning Jiujiu defended: "This... is different!"
Siming muttered: "Ye Gong loves dragons."
Ning sighed for a long time, always feeling that Siming had used many fables and idioms to satirize himself these days, humph, he was just trying to do the same thing! He secretly planned to return these idioms in a fair and just way one day.
In the end, Ning Jiujiu failed to seduce the female goblin, but these cities on the mountain peaks were quite well behaved. After Ning Jiujiu and Siming entered the city, they bought a complete map of Kantu in a store. This map On it, the names of the major peaks are marked, as well as the names of the small towns that live under the peaks. The only requirement of the store is that this picture is not allowed to be taken out of Ten Thousand Demons City, otherwise it will break the rules.
"This picture was drawn with a magic pen." Siming said.
"Spirit pen?" Ning Jiujiu was puzzled.
"The painting above can stay on the paper, but it cannot stay in your memory." Siming said: "In short, it is forgotten after reading it."
Ning Jiujiu put away the map, and the two of them did not rush to search. Instead, they found an inn to stay. Although the color of the inn was darker, it was still clean. Ning Jiujiu and Siming walked through the paved road. The dimly painted corridor came to the end of the road and opened the room.
Siming took off her mask and fastened it to her waist. She walked to the window, opened it, and looked down.
"There are quite a few people in Ten Thousand Demons City," Siming said.
"people?"
"Well, didn't you feel it when you came here? Many people don't have evil spirits in them."
Ning Jiujiu did have feelings, but he just thought they hid them well.
Siming said: "The City of Ten Thousand Demons is the pure land of monsters, but there are many deep mountains in this majestic city, but it is also an excellent place for some human sinners to escape. As long as they do not break the rules of the City of Ten Thousand Monsters, they will not be expelled." , but you can survive your whole life."
"I see." Ning Jiujiu nodded and said, "If you are hunted down in the future, you can escape here."
Siming responded coldly: "Don't have such wishful thinking. God's high seat has a clear view. If I want to hunt you down, it will be useless even if you escape to the ends of the earth."
Ning Jiujiu smiled.
Siming came back to his senses from the window, looked at the dressing mirror on Chen Yu's case, and frowned slightly. I saw a fruit plate in front of the dressing mirror.
"This is a mirror for the mind." Siming said, "This is a rare treasure outside, but it can be seen everywhere here."
"What is a mind mirror?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Si Ming sat in front of the mirror, took a fruit, and said, "You only need to peel the fruit with a knife and peel it off completely, and you can see the face of your beloved in the mirror."
Ning Jiujiu asked curiously: "Why do you need to peel the fruit?"
Siming said: "Because the peel is easy to break, people will be extra cautious and focused. Your spirit will be condensed in the mirror and known by the mirror."
After Si Ming finished speaking, he raised the fruit knife and asked with a smile: "Do you want to give it a try?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Does this still need to be tried?"
Siming asked: "Are you afraid that you don't dare?"
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Can anyone else see the person in the mirror except myself?"
Siming said: "Don't worry, if you don't see it, I won't file a lawsuit against you with Lu Marion or Zhao Xianger."
Ning Changjiu said: "Forget it."
"Why?" Siming asked.
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "I'm afraid there won't be enough room for so many people in the mirror."
Siming said gloomily: "Shameless!"
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Do you want to try it too?"
Siming snorted coldly: "I don't have to try. God doesn't love the world at all. How can a crudely made mirror reflect my heart?"
The two of them had a tacit understanding and no one took photos.
Ning Jiujiu took out the Kanyu map and said, "Let's discuss the route first."
Siming sat down next to him and looked at the pictures together. On the picture scroll, the names of the mountains, large and small, were all marked. Although this picture was drawn with a clever pen, it would not be difficult for Siming to remember it, but she did not do so, because the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Demon City is the deepest part of the city. The core area was painted black.
"Well, we are here now, Baoxiang Mountain, um... the owner of the mountain should be an elephant." Ning Changjiu said.
"The closest one to here is Shituo Mountain. It doesn't sound like it has the authority of the Underworld King. But doesn't that spirit turtle want you to look for the nine-headed green lion? You can go and have a look." Siming said.
"Well, this matter is not urgent. If you can meet the nine-headed green lion, just let it happen. There is no need to spend time looking for it." Ning Jiujiu said.
Siming praised: "You are really a person who values promise."
Ning ignored her sarcasm for a long time and continued: "After Shituo Mountain is Wuji Mountain, then Chechi Mountain, Zhuzi Mountain, and this..."
"What's wrong?" Siming looked at his expression and his eyes fell.
"Nerv Mountain?" Siming looked slightly confused.
Ning Jiujiu pretended to be serious and said, "You can go and have a look here."
Siming sneered and said: "It sounds like it's not a serious mountain name. If you go there, you'll be as skinny as a stick when you come out."
The two of them read the map carefully and planned a route to visit all the peaks and valleys. They expected to visit all of Ten Thousand Monsters City in seven days. If they couldn't find it again, they would find a way to enter the real core of Ten Thousand Monsters City. .
After putting away the map, it was getting dark.
"Why is there only one bed?" Siming asked dissatisfied.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Are you going to sleep on the ground again?"
"Don't even think about it!" Si Ming said coldly, she took a red rope, blocked it in the middle, and said: "I will give you a chance to sleep with me tonight, but you are not allowed to go beyond this point. If you do so... "
Ning Jiujiu looked at her with a smile and asked, "What about that?"
Siming knew that the slave tattoo was on his body, so harsh words were meaningless, so he said coldly: "Then I'll tell Zhao Xiang'er!"
Ning Changjiu felt a chill in his heart, but his expression remained as usual, "Childish."
The two of them slept on the couch, Ning Changjiu slept inside the line and Si Ming slept outside the line.
Tonight, Siming didn't have any strange dreams. It seemed like she was nervous, and her dreams were also very shallow. On the contrary, Ning Changjiu slept surprisingly well.
Ning Jiujiu seemed to have had some kind of nightmare.
His body was curled up, his lips were pursed, his fingers were clenched, and his eyelids were blinking constantly.
"Marry... Xiang'er..." He whispered softly in his sleep.
Siming opened his eyes and stared at his sleeping face, puzzled.
What kind of dream is this
"Xian'er... Marry..." Ning Changjiu repeated in his dream.
Si Ming looked at his Shi Zhan frowning, and suddenly realized, he sneered softly: "I thought you were haunted by nightmares, but it turned out that you were having an erotic dream. Huh, calling two people's names at the same time, this is a dream. Blessings to man?”
Si Ming was not sleepy and thought quietly.
"Xue... Xue Ci." Ning Jiujiu's words were blurred and his body began to tremble.
Siming's face was gloomy.
snort…
What does Xue Ci have to do with my command
"Si Ming!" Ning Jiujiu shouted again.
Siming looked slightly shaken: "You are pretending to be asleep and teasing me?"
With this thought in mind, she stretched out her hand and covered Ning Changjiu's forehead... She felt very heavy and confused. Was she possessed by a demon? No, how could someone perform this kind of magic without telling me? Unless that person's realm exceeds the peak of the Five Paths! There can be no such monster among all the monsters!
Ning Changjiu repeated several names in a low voice, his words difficult.
Just as Siming was thinking about it, her hand was caught. She struggled for a while but failed to pull away. Ning Jiujiu seemed to have grasped some life-saving straw. Si Ming looked at his calmer face and stopped struggling.
It was already early morning when Ning Jiujiu woke up.
He opened his eyes and found that the red lines around him were still neat.
Hmm... It's really a good rule to sleep by yourself.
Ning Jiujiu rubbed his forehead and said to himself: Strange...how could I dream about Master? Why did Master stab me again... This feeling was so real, I thought I was going to die again... Is this inner demon? It can't be killed no matter what.
It seemed like I called out a lot of people's names in the dream... because I didn't really call them out, right
Ning thought for a long time, raised his head, and saw Si Ming sitting in front of the mirror, combing his makeup.
Ning Long Lingtai Qingming Festival.
For some reason, he clearly realized that there was a piece of fruit missing from the fruit plate in front of the mirror.
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