"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Search every place, you good-for-nothings!"

A mortal general on horseback shouted angrily at the soldiers around him.

This troop, which had received little training, also took quick action.

A door-to-door carpet search, every corner of Doll Street.

If their eyes were not still lifeless, it would be hard to tell that these guys were sleepwalking.

"At present, we can only control 3,000 low-level units. This is too few."

On the roof of the tallest wooden building on Doll Street, the wisteria demon, transformed into a human form, was standing there quietly, overlooking the entire area.

In his mind, a giant spider that looked like colorful bubbles was sitting on a large web woven from dream threads.

In the middle of the big net, a colorful cocoon was tightly bound, and the real soul of the purple vine monster was tied inside it, dreaming his spring and autumn dreams.

This big dream web extends outward with eight main lines, each of which is connected to another spider web, expanding outward all the time.

And each of these extended spider webs contains a prey.

There are far more than three thousand spider webs extending out, some large and some small.

Among them were a large number of descendants of the purple vine monster, as well as a considerable number of mortal residents of the City of the Dead.

Jiang Li walked along and pulled all the mortals who had died unjustly in a large area into his dream.

Anyway, the dead don’t need to eat. Wouldn’t it be a better choice to let them escape from the quagmire of war and enjoy the dream of permanent peace?

It can just provide him with a little more dream energy.

Among these tens of thousands of moving dream spider webs, there is also a smaller colorful spider crawling around on the webs.

They are diligently collecting the power of dreams and will adjust some unstable dreams at any time.

They are also the limit of the number of sleepwalking puppets that Jiang Li can control.

Unfortunately, so far, there are only three thousand of these little spiders in total.

His dream ability is based on the combination of his dream talent and the Heart Sutra of Guanyin.

It seems to have been influenced by the Heart Sutra of Guanyin, and it has a special affinity with the number three thousand.

At the beginning, Jiang Li only had one dream spider, which was the largest dream clone.

Before this, Jiang Li personally took action and used the power of dreams to control the purple vine monster Shi Pan and his entire tribe.

By feeding on their dream power, the dream clone has been constantly splitting its offspring.

A dream clone can generate an additional three thousand sub-bodies to control weaker souls.

Now the three thousand sub-bodies are full and are working hard to accumulate energy, but so far, it is not enough to split out a second dream clone.

The sleepwalking puppets that could be controlled were temporarily restricted.

Jiang Li's real body entered the inner city to look for several ancestors from Dachongshan.

He sent out the dream clone that controlled the purple vine monster to look for the old lady of the Underworld Mountain.

While she's weak, maybe we can find something useful on her.

For example, the Yellow Spring Water that she had accumulated over the years, or the clue to the roots of the ancient Nine Netherwood.

Three thousand sleepwalking puppets are not considered a lot. Although this Doll Street is called a street, it is also a fairly large area.

After running down the streets non-stop for a long time, one of the sub-bodies finally found a suspicious target.

The purple vine monster turned into a streak of purple light and rushed to the scene. Three thousand mortal soldiers also gathered from all directions, holding weapons that were of little use and approaching little by little.

Surrounded by them was a well from which constant wailing and crying sounds were emitted.

In other parts of Doll Street, there were children crawling everywhere, it was so crowded that there was almost no place to stand.

Only around this well, there was no child at all. There must be something horrible inside.

Several mortal soldiers cautiously stepped forward to investigate, but just as they stuck their heads out, before they could see what was in the well clearly, hundreds of black threads emerged from the well, pierced their bodies, and pulled them all into the well.

Then a ball of pale flame burst out from the wellhead, and the soldiers who were pulled into the well immediately turned into white light and were recovered by the City of the Dead.

Jiang Li's several dream sub-bodies didn't have time to escape from them before they were burned to ashes by the white flames.

In the distance, Jiang Li, who was walking in the inner city of the City of the Dead, suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Doll Street with a very bad expression.

"Is it the white ghost lantern cold flame!?"

With just a quick feel, he knew that the white flame coming out of the dry well was exactly the one that was taken away by Grandma Mingshan before.

How could it catch fire there? Was the seal broken accidentally, or... someone did it on purpose? "Shi Pan! You are really sincere! You came to find grandma! The other guys must have run away when they saw that grandma was not around."

"Wait until grandma comes back, and then I'll slowly deal with them."

A cold voice, accompanied by a figure, slowly rose from the ancient well.

"Shi Pan, you are not here to kill grandma, right?"

The person who came out of the well called herself grandma. The red spot on her face was much smaller than it was not long ago.

The pale cold flame of the ghost lantern did not burn other parts of the body, only the red spot on the face. Some things were burned by the cold flame, and the red spot was shrinking bit by bit.

This person knew about their affairs and had the mark on his face, but when the Wisteria Demon looked at the person in front of her, she was unable to recognize him at first glance.

Whether it was the voice, body shape, or appearance, this person was completely different from the impression of the Mingshan Grandma.

Because the person who rose from the well was actually a man!

Could it be that Grandma Mingshan is actually a crossdresser?

Wait, it’s that red spot!

Jiang Li suddenly remembered that during the full moon banquet, after Grandma Mingshan was attacked, some masculine features seemed to appear on her face, and he immediately thought of the key.

The red spot on the other person's face is not simply ugly, but something more important, which is the key to affecting the sanity of this "grandmother".

Each time the red spot gets bigger, his obsession gets deeper, his mind becomes more unclear, and his appearance becomes more feminine.

The smaller the red spot, the more masculine his appearance will be.

He is using the cold flame of the ghost lantern to remove the red spots on his face!

We must not let him succeed so easily! Jiang Li's main body made a remote gesture and immediately controlled the ghost light to extinguish.

At the same time, the wisteria monster controlled by the dream clone immediately collapsed into scattered wisteria on the ground and fled to a farther distance.

The "grandma" of Mingshan found that the white flame on her face began to shrink rapidly and was about to go out, and she had no time to care about the purple vine monster that was trying to escape.

He immediately activated the Nine Ghost Qi and poured it into the flame, trying to prevent the cold flame of the ghost lantern from extinguishing.

But this best fuel for the ghost lantern cold flame lost its effect this time.

It only slowed down slightly, but the pale flame still disappeared firmly.

As soon as the flame disappeared, the red spot covering the face immediately showed signs of expanding again.

He was in a trance for a while, but he managed to suppress the red spots temporarily and stay awake. His figure immediately disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, hundreds of houses in Doll Street collapsed and the ground sank at the same time.

In the center of the collapse, the dry palm of "Grandma" of Mingshan pressed the fleeing purple vine monster to the ground.

"Why would my most beloved Wisteria Fairy run away when she saw Grandma?"

The piece of dry vine that was tightly grasped in the hand twisted and struggled with all its might, but it was of no use at all.

The gap in power between the two was too great, so he could only calm down. He did not summon the offspring of the vines that were scattered everywhere, but the withered vines coiled around and turned back into a human form.

"Are you really Grandma Mingshan?"

"I was too blind to recognize you in time, please forgive me!"

Being strangled by such a powerful ghost, Jiang Li's real soul naturally did not dare to get involved. He could only control it roughly from a distance, and let his dream clone respond accordingly.

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In this situation, he could only give in.

After all, the gender has changed, so it is understandable that he said he didn't recognize her.

But the eyes of this gender-changed Mingshan grandma still flashed with dangerous light.

“Hmph, my most sincere Wisteria Monster, can you tell me why the white flame went out as soon as you appeared?”

"It was you who did it!"

"You were the one who attacked grandma at the Full Moon Banquet!"

Jiang Li's face became even gloomier.

Just now, I was too hasty in order to prevent Grandma Mingshan from clearing the red spots.

The other party is not a fool. If he thinks about what happened at the full moon banquet, he will naturally figure it out.

Fortunately, this time Jiang Li only let his dream clone control the Wisteria Monster to go and search.

If his real body was also inside the vines, his life would be in danger now.

Being caught by the ghost hand, a cold breath invaded the withered vines, causing the purple vine monster Shipan's dreams to fluctuate violently, as if he was about to break free from the dream and wake up at any time.

Even when he was crossing the Beiyin Mountain from birth to death, this guy showed no intention of waking up, which shows how much pain Shi Pan endured this time.

"Tell grandma, what is the name of that flame?"

"Give me that flame, and I will spare your life! Not only that, I can also help you become a true demon king!"

With threats and inducements, Grandma Mingshan continued to increase the strength in her hands, and she was about to cut the dead vine directly.

Jiang Li was about to control his dream clone and escape by escaping onto other vines.

But at this moment, the ground below Doll Street suddenly trembled, and a terrifying force suddenly appeared under the land.

A black hand suddenly broke out of the ground, grabbed the Mingshan Grandma and the Purple Vine Monster Stone, and pulled them down.

Come with us! I'm so lonely! So cold! Come with me! Let me taste your flesh! Just one piece! Come down, come with us!

Countless faces appeared on the black hand, biting and dragging the Dark Mountain Grandma and the Purple Vine Monster madly, pulling them towards the ground.

Such a big movement can be observed from far away.

Jiang Li tapped his toes and flew to the roof of a wooden building next to him. The area was already full of other monks who were watching the fun.

“It’s that power!”

Jiang Li recognized it at a glance. It was the powerful energy he had encountered underground in the city when he tried to escape underground before.

Fortunately, he did not rush in rashly before, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Humph, another new guy dares to take action in the city. He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

"You are still restless after death. You deserve it. Suffer more!"

Next to Jiang Li, a few monks who were watching the show looked at the huge black hand sticking out from the distance and said something with disdain.

They are not surprised by such things.

It turned out that even though the fight took place in the City of the Dead, no one cared.

But if you attack too hard and destroy the buildings and terrain in the city, you will immediately be struck by this thunder.

With that kind of strength, even if you are an earthly immortal, it is hard to say whether you can save your life. And it seems that the price of death will be even heavier.

We are all dead, and no one can really kill anyone else.

If you damage the environment, you will be severely punished. No wonder this place looks so harmonious on the surface.

Combining the previous investigation with his good hearing ears, he also had some guesses about the source of that huge power.

Those who live in the City of the Dead are all dead whose life span has not yet ended.

In ancient times, those who died unjustly would continue to journey to the underworld after spending their lifespan here, be judged by the underworld, and be thrown into the six realms of reincarnation.

But now, the entire underworld has been shattered. Where should the souls who have spent their lifespans go?

It is very likely that it will sink into the ground and remain forever beneath the city, becoming one of that thing.

Since the spiritual energy was revived, it has been accumulating until now. The number of dead souls accumulated under the Wrongful Death City is simply unimaginable.

Over there, the black palm suddenly exploded.

The "Grandma" of the Underworld Mountain who is above the Demon King is indeed not so easy to capture.

But just for the brief moment of being caught, "he" paid a heavy price.

Dozens of black souls, like eels, bit holes one after another in the body of the "Grandma" of the Underworld Mountain. They twisted their bodies and seemed to have already drilled halfway into it.

You should know that the original bodies of these souls are not all ordinary mortals.

There are also a large number of gods and even earthly immortals, and some are even stronger.

They are fully capable of breaking through the defenses of the Dark Mountain Grandma.

Grandma reached out to pull it out, but it broke as soon as she pulled it. The half that remained in her body immediately burrowed deeper, gnawing and moving away.

If these things penetrate into your body, even the "Grandma" of the Underworld Mountain will be in big trouble.

The purple vine monster was weak, and after ignoring the increase in its clan's strength, it was only equivalent to the level of a spirit being transformed. It had no power to resist.

The withered vines were full of holes from top to bottom, and hundreds of insects had bitten through their bodies and crawled in.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, one black insect after another fell onto the spider web woven with dream threads, and in a short time the web was torn into pieces.

Some of the insects rushed towards the dream clone entrenched in the center of the spider web, and more insects actually followed the connected spider silk and began to invade other dream spider webs.

If these insects eat his dream clone, it might even be possible to follow the spider silk and find Jiang Li's original dream.

Jiang Li suddenly regretted his decision to bring Mingshan Grandma to the City of the Dead. This uncontrollable guy was such a bad teammate! (End of this chapter)