Chapter 16: The Human Head Jingguan, the Old Man Selling Melons

"Pipihu, stand up, let's go!"

"The best way to eliminate fear is to face it head on. Come on, Ole Gei"

Yi Chen squatted down and gave the tiger a cheering gesture, then held the tiger's neck skin in one hand and the dragon-slaying sword in the other, and walked straight out of the room.

Fear is not the answer to a difficult situation, only fighting is.

Walking out of the side wing and into the main hall, a huge Chinese character for "Dian" comes into view, and two white candles are burning on the altar.

Above the altar, there are thousands of spirit tablets, with the largest number at the bottom and decreasing as you go higher.

There are basically no names on the tablets, only portraits of people, and most of the portraits have turned gray.

At this time, Yi Chen already had a vague guess in his mind. He was afraid that the fate of those people whose heads turned gray would not be very good.

Yi Chen cast his gaze to the top, where a lifelike colorful Taoist statue was placed with a smile on his face. The three big characters "Zhang Jishi" were clearly written on the tablet.

Hiss. As expected, he is a big boss who dares to go into the underworld alone to suppress evil spirits. He really has some presence.

This is the top card.

Yi Chen took a deep breath, and without caring whether the boss could hear him or not, he quickly bowed to the tablet and said, "I am Yichengzi, a junior student of the Hidden Dragon Temple. I am honored to meet you, Senior. If I am lucky enough to escape today, I will go to Longhu Mountain in person to return the Taoist master's jade tablet one day."

…..After waiting for a long time, there was no response.

Yi Chen raised his head with regret. It seemed that he still had to rely on himself. He looked up at the white mourning hall in the main room of the strange red house, but he didn't dare to draw his sword to destroy it.

He had a strong intuition that if he messed around, something bad would happen.

He had never heard of such a special strange thing as the underworld in these years. Maybe Taoist Zhang Jishi tried his best to make the Lord of the Underworld fall into a deep sleep, leaving only instinct to move.

If this is true, then if he acts recklessly, not only will all the efforts of Taoist Zhang Jishi be wasted, but he will also awaken the Lord of the Underworld and he will probably die a miserable death.

So frustrating!

I'm still not strong enough.

Yi Chen's pride in breaking through the sixth level of Xiao Chun Yang Gong disappeared in an instant. He thought that his current strength was pretty good, but he didn't expect that reality would soon give him a blow.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. Yi Chen gradually lost his patience and walked through the lobby and went to the room on the right.

With a squeak.

He used the tiger's head to push open the vermilion door of the wing room, and the scene in front of him made Yi Chen narrow his eyes.

At this moment, he felt more and more that this underworld was extraordinary.

After the door opened, it was as if the world had changed. Yi Chen was now on a long street. In the thick fog, people's silhouettes were vaguely visible.

Yi Chen stomped his feet hard, and felt a solid touch under his feet. It didn't feel like an illusion. It was as if he had really arrived at a long street in a mysterious space.

"Fuck, is it an illusion or reality? This is too real." Yi Chen bravely walked forward along the long street holding the tiger.

Oddly enough, as he walked, the fog on both sides began to dissipate, revealing the surrounding scene.

An old voice came from the side: "Little Taoist priest, do you want to buy a melon? As long as you buy a melon, I will tell you how to get out."

Yi Chen stopped after hearing the sound and felt happy. This was the first sound he had heard since he fell into this underworld. Any change was a good thing.

It would be so hopeless if I were really trapped in this hellhole, staring at a stupid tiger every day.

Yi Chen believed that the stupid tiger should think so too.

Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw an old man wearing a tattered straw hat squatting on the side of the road, with a tattered white flag with the words "Best Melon" stuck next to him.

I don't know which grave that little tattered white flag came from. It was covered in dirt, and it was yellow and smelly.

In front of the old man's stall, there were a lot of human heads arranged like a Jingguan...

An old man appears in the fog on the long street, and the heads of people in the Jingguan are like watermelons.

Having finally encountered a ghost that could talk, Yi Chen naturally would not let it go easily, even though the scene was a bit creepy.

He walked up to him and asked with a smile, "Boss, how much is this melon?"

"Twenty years of life for each one. If you buy one, I will tell you how to get out." The old man squatted on the side of the road, grinning, but his two rows of teeth could not even make up three good teeth.

Yi Chen frowned and said, "Is the melon rind made of gold or are the melon seeds made of gold? They only last for 20 years, why don't you go and rob them?"

He threw the tiger aside and said, "Old man, do you see the tiger next to me? It's old and pure, and it's a male. It has a whip. How about exchanging it for a melon? Your teeth are so weak that they are about to fall out. It's a good time to get some teeth fixed."

"If you don't accept junk, I'll take yours." The old man laughed even more wantonly, and as his smile trembled, his mouth gradually split to the base of his neck. Two rows of sharp inverted triangle teeth appeared in his mouth, and his nails began to turn black and longer.

"My teeth..."

Snap!

The old man's voice suddenly stopped.

Yi Chen's big hand, like a palm leaf fan, slapped his head directly into his chest and said with a grim smile:

"Old man, are you laughing at yourself?"

"Has anyone ever told you that your laugh is ugly?"

How can a deal between a human and a ghost have a good ending? It's all nonsense, and I don't believe even the punctuation marks.

Yi Chen did not make a deal with this ghost thing from the beginning. For this reason, he even threw the leopard tiger aside, for fear of accidentally hurting it during the fight. Everything depended on its luck from then on.

After slapping the old man's head into his chest with one palm, Yi Chen kicked the "melon stall" with his left foot, and heads flew up to the sky. He then waved the Dragon Slaying Sword repeatedly, chopping at the heads falling from the sky, as if he was playing Fruit Ninja.

whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

He split most of the heads in half.

All this happened in a flash. The old man's headless corpse was shaking wildly on the ground. A new head grew out from his neck. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his stall had been destroyed. He became furious and his whole body was filled with negative energy. He was obviously extremely angry.

"Ox Nose, you dare to chop my melon, right?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The old man let out a long howl towards the sky, and saw the heads that fell on the ground flew up and grafted onto the old man's ghost body one by one, embedding themselves in it, and even there were two more heads on his chest.

In the blink of an eye, the old man turned into a huge deformed monster, which made people's scalps numb and intensive phobia attack. After the transformation was completed, the yin energy on the old man became more intense. All the heads on his body opened their eyes at the same time, showing their sharp teeth, and said angrily:

"Ox Nose, I want you to die!!!" His voice was like thunder.

There was a muffled sound.

The head that had just grown on the old man's neck was swept by a light purple sword blade, and the big skull rolled to the ground, and then Yi Chen stepped forward and stomped it to pieces, exploding into a bloody mist.

"Old man, that's it?"

At this time, Yi Chen was holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the light purple Pure Yang Energy was running wildly in his body. His muscles were bulging, and blue veins appeared on his body like a dragon. This was a sign that he had squeezed the sixth level of the Small Pure Yang Energy to the limit.

Faced with the old man's sudden change, Yi Chen did not hesitate to use the active skill derived from the Pure Yang Gong after breaking through to the sixth level, Yang Extreme Transformation. Otherwise, with the momentum displayed by the old man at this moment, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat him.

The strike was indeed very effective. Yi Chen himself had extraordinary strength, which increased three times. With the help of the Dragon Slaying Sword, he easily cut off the old man's head.

"Don't you have a lot of heads? Keep growing them. I love to see them."

Yi Chen walked towards the old man's ghost body step by step with the Dragon Slaying Sword in hand, grinning. The light purple sword light on the tip of the Dragon Slaying Sword flickered, burning the ground into a charred black color.

Two twin heads emerged from the old man's neck, and were then easily cut in half by Yi Chen's sword. His neck was corroded by the pure yang energy and black smoke was coming out. The next head refused to grow out again.

"Get up and keep growing. Let's see which grows faster, you or my sword." Yi Chen said with a smile.

"You...why did your aura suddenly surge? And your sword, damn it..." The old man's face changed drastically when he saw this. He was a little suspicious that a ghost had appeared.

Although the head on his neck was gone, there were many other heads embedded in his body, which did not hinder his vision.

Every time Yi Chen took a step forward, the old man took a step back.

Take one step forward, then take one step back.

"You...you don't come over here...ah"

"I won't sell melons anymore, okay?"

"Don't you want to know how to get out?"

At this time, Yi Chen's aura was violent, with a lavender pure yang aura lingering all over his body. Veins bulged on his neck, and he was nearly two meters tall. He looked more like a demon than a Taoist priest. He wielded the dragon-slaying sword again, and his body flashed, directly cutting the old man's ghost body into a human pig.

Then he stepped heavily on his chest: "If you want to say something, say it quickly. My patience is limited." Well, the anode transformation does last only ten minutes... The old man was trembling with fear at this time, and kept talking about other things. Yi Chen frowned, thought of several possibilities, and was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. He no longer hesitated, and the sword came out like a dragon, chopping the old man into pieces. The old man turned into black smoke and disappeared.

The ground was in a mess.

The expected message prompt of successfully killing the old melon seller did not come. Yi Chen was confused and looked very unhappy.

The old melon seller kept talking nonsense, and he knew he was trying to delay time. His extremely extreme state could not be maintained for long, so his decision was to fight to support the war and just kill him to get the matter over with.

There are still fifty-four points left for Xiao Chunyang Gong to break through to the seventh level. If he can fill this gap when the anode transformation state ends, then he will still have a chance.

This long street is filled with thick fog and ghosts. God knows what kind of vicious ghosts are hidden there. Even if the crimson dots given by the old melon seller are not enough, he can still take two more steps forward and invite the next victim.

As a result, the plan failed just as it began.

"The gold finger failed at the critical moment? Is there a bug?"

"Oh, vast sky, how can you be so unkind to me?" Yi Chen sheathed the Dragon Slaying Sword and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. The sky was foggy and no birds flew by.

The confusion in his eyes lasted for less than a second, and Yi Chen's eyes became firm again.

(End of this chapter)