Chapter 1420: Dare not speak loudly, fearing to alarm the gods in heaven
In their desperate expressions.
The palm wind came and instantly blew their bodies into pieces.
Crash.
The white clothes turned into a pile of rags and slowly fell.
The evil ghosts carrying the sedan chair and the coffin behind them had the same fate.
In the end, the palm wind hit the coffin and the sedan chair.
Boom!
The coffin and the sedan chair exploded at the same time.
Two figures flew out in a rotation and suddenly attacked Lin Chen.
They were the ghost kings hiding in it.
Green face and fangs, covered with red hair, and sharp nails on their hands.
Lin Chen was calm.
Return to the origin, shock mode!
Boom!
The two ghost kings were blown away at the same time, and finally stopped after smashing several large trees.
"Only a few years of Taoism? Dare to be so arrogant in front of me."
The mind moved.
The two monsters were captured by the mind and flew through the air.
Lin Chen slapped both sides again.
But this time.
All the strong winds condensed into a javelin.
Puff!
The bodies of the two ghost kings were pierced, and they fell to the ground in embarrassment, with black blood flowing all over the ground.
They used their last strength to look at Lin Chen in horror.
Unable to understand.
At a loss.
They thought they had met a person and had met a delicacy.
Unexpectedly.
They actually met the god of death!
He was too strong.
Far superior to the human masters they had met before.
A casual move was not something they could resist.
"How can humans be so powerful?"
They died in fear and despair.
Puff.
Lin Chen patted the dust off his hands.
He kicked Ning Chang, who was still squatting on the ground, and said: "It's over, keep going."
"Ah?"
Ning Chang raised his head and looked around.
The scene in front of him made him not know how to react.
Devastation.
Coffins and sedan chairs were shattered and scattered all over the ground.
All those running and jumping ghosts disappeared.
It was as if what he had just seen and heard was just an illusion.
But the white rag on the ground proved that everything just now was true.
He really encountered the most terrifying ghost funeral and ghost wedding in the legend.
But he also saw...
A human.
In less than 10 seconds, the two ghost teams were all killed!
Ning Chang felt a little scared.
Too strong.
How happy those ghosts were at that time, how desperate they would be after seeing Lin Chen take action.
After taking a few deep breaths and letting the rain hit his face, Ning Chang calmed down a little.
"Hurry up."
"Let's hurry up."
Hurry up and lead the way.
The two walked out of the mountain, and a relatively open plain appeared in front of them.
But at the end of the plain, there were still mountains.
On the other side of the mountain, there were still mountains.
The weeds on the roadside were very tall, half a person's height, and no demons or monsters could be seen in them.
It was raining heavily and the sky was dark.
Ning Chang looked at the weeds on both sides and always mistook the weeds in the distance for people.
He didn't dare to look any more and hurried on with his head down.
More than ten minutes later.
The rain gradually subsided.
Lin Chen saw a town appear at the foot of the mountain in the distance.
He asked: "Is the town you want to go to in front?"
Hearing Lin Chen's voice, Ning Chang raised his head.
He looked forward.
He smiled for the first time and said: "Yes!"
"We are finally here!"
He forgot his fatigue and walked a few points faster.
More than ten minutes later.
Lin Chen walked into the town.
The rain stopped.
The dark clouds dispersed a little, and the sun finally shone again.
In the town, there were bustling voices of people talking.
As soon as the rain stopped, someone came out of the house.
Ning Chang looked at the lively town and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Great."
"I made it alive."
He looked at Lin Chen seriously and said, "Thank you, Master Lin."
"If it weren't for Master Lin, I would have died on the way."
Lin Chen nodded.
He looked at the mountain behind the town.
The mountain was several hundred meters high and not black, but Lin Chen guessed that this was the Black Mountain in the mission.
Ning Chang said to Lin Chen, "Next, I'm going to do my business."
"Where's Master Lin?"
Lin Chen didn't say anything and just left.
Ning Chang was no longer useful.
Seeing Lin Chen leave, Ning Chang was stunned for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly.
After a while, he recovered and walked towards an inn with a bamboo basket on his back.
He was here to collect the debt.
When he found the shopkeeper and explained his purpose, the shopkeeper asked him to show the account book.
Ning Chang took out the account book and took a look.
The words inside were soaked by rain and could no longer be seen.
"Hahaha."
The shopkeeper laughed out loud.
"You don't have an account book, how can you ask me to pay?"
"Get lost!"
He called the waiter and kicked Ning Chang out.
Ning Chang also knew that without the account book, the other party would not acknowledge the debt.
"It's getting late."
"Let's find a place to rest first, and then think of a way."
He stopped a passerby and asked: "Brother, where can I stay for free?"
The passerby looked him up and down.
"Go to Heishan Jialan Temple!"
"Jialan Temple is free."
Ning Chang thought about it carefully.
Temple?
That's great.
So he walked towards Heishan.
"By the way, why does this name sound so familiar?"
"I seem to have heard it somewhere?"
He walked along the street.
When he passed by a painting stall, he didn't notice Lin Chen standing in front of the stall.
Lin Chen was going to go directly to Heishan.
But now he saw something.
A painting.
In the painting, there is a ruined temple on the hillside.
There are many black figures floating in the sky above the temple.
The name of the painting is...
I dare not speak loudly, for fear of alarming the gods in heaven.
This scene is so familiar.
He saw these shadows last night.
"System, convert the currency here, I want to buy something."
The conversion is complete.
He directly took out one or two silver coins and threw them to the vendor.
"Ah!"
The vendor was flattered and excited.
"Sir."
"Do you want to buy all the portraits here?"
Lin Chen said: "I only want one."
Then he pointed to the horrible painting.
The vendor handed the portrait to Lin Chen in confusion, not knowing why Lin Chen wanted to buy this painting at a high price.
Lin Chen said: "I have some questions for you."
The vendor smiled and said: "Sir, please ask, I will tell you everything I know."
Lin Chen asked: "Where did this painting come from?"
The vendor thought about it and said: "I got it from a madman."
"Madman?"
"Yes."
The vendor said: "He ran into the Black Mountains one day and painted this painting after he came back."
"I thought it was good, so I bought it."
Paused.
He added: "The madman is dead."
"When he was making a fire, he set his house on fire and burned himself to death."
Lin Chen asked: "Did he really commit suicide?"
The vendor was stunned.
"Should be?"
"I don't know."
"After all, no one in the town has a grudge against the madman."
The one who killed the madman may not be a human.
He glanced at the dark shadows in the sky on the portrait.
Lin Chen then asked: "Where is the place in the portrait?"
The vendor said: "It looks like the Jialan Temple in Heishan."
"But, sir, you must not go to the Jialan Temple."
"There are evil spirits there."
"No one who enters the Jialan Temple can come back alive."