Chapter 128 Hundred Ghosts at Night (Part 1)【35】
Ghost King's Mansion, the sixth day.
"Brother, are you sure we are going to do this on the seventh day?"
In Lu Yuan's room, Meng Ruyan looked at him in disbelief after hearing Lu Yuan's plan.
Such a bold plan was never imagined by Meng Ruyan before.
And she felt that many of Lu Yuan's plans were based on speculation.
Obviously many things may not necessarily happen.
But Lu Yuan has also made a lot of preparations for these things that may not necessarily happen.
For example, in Lu Yuan's plan, all ghosts and monsters would attack them collectively, including even the ghost king himself.
From Meng Ruyan's point of view, this is almost impossible.
Because in this ghost town right now, there are at least a thousand foundation-level ghosts.
It is estimated that there are nearly a hundred ghosts in the false period.
If you count the ghost king himself in the alchemy period.
Not to mention that there are only monks in their early twenties present.
Even if the number is doubled, they may not be able to survive such a large-scale hunt.
And if the King of Ghosts really wanted to attack them, why delay until now?
However, for Meng Ruyan's doubts, Lu Yuan's explanation is that he is not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case.
Some things have a probability of happening even if the probability is small.
Just like the tidal moon this time.
The previous tidal moons only worked in the Moon-Watching Mountains.
But their tidal moon this time directly affects the moon-watching mountain range.
This kind of small probability event has happened, what else will not happen.
Facing Lu Yuan's argument, Meng Ruyan was finally convinced.
Because she felt that what Lu Yuan said... seemed very reasonable!
As for what Lu Yuan wants her to do, in short... it is to act first!
It's fine if the ghosts don't attack them.
Once they choose to take action against themselves and others, then these backhands arranged by Lu Yuan will be useful.
After listening to Lu Yuan's arrangement for her, Meng Ruyan quickly took action.
As for Lu Yuan himself, he naturally has other things to do.
Money can turn ghosts into millstones, and Lu Yuan, who has mastered the refining techniques of psychic ghost coins, has many places to operate.
Ghost King's Mansion, the seventh day, Zishi.
Tonight's ghost king's mansion is covered with white lanterns everywhere, brightly lit.
It was also on this day that a large number of ghosts officially entered the ghost king's mansion.
Most of the ghosts who came to the ghost king's mansion a few days ago were from the foundation establishment period.
Status is not bad, but obviously not high.
But the ghosts that appeared on this day were different.
Among them, there are many ghosts and ghosts, all of whom are fake Danqi cultivation bases.
And it was also on this day that Lu Yuan and the others were allowed to come to the middle courtyard of the ghost king's mansion for the first time.
"Mr. Lu, Mrs. Meng, please go to the middle courtyard as soon as possible. The wedding banquet of Lord Ghost King is about to begin."
Hearing the words outside the door, Lu Yuan replied: "We will be there soon."
After getting the answer, the paper man waited at the door.
It's just that the way he looked at Lu Yuan's room was full of excitement.
It was as if something interesting was about to happen.
Not long after, Lu Yuan and Meng Ruyan walked out of the room.
Feeling the obvious yang climate on the two of them, the ghost boy said with a smile: "You two, please come with me."
Lu Yuan nodded, followed by the ghost boy, and walked towards the middle courtyard of the ghost king's mansion.
When I came to the middle courtyard, what caught my eye was a strange scene.
I saw all kinds of strange ghosts sitting on the seat.
The monks in Lu Yuan's line were arranged near the center.
Shows a scene surrounded by ghosts.
Because they found the eyes of the people around them looking at them very strangely.
The eyes seemed to be looking at some delicious food.
Lu Yuan and Meng Ruyan didn't change their expressions too much, and took their seats directly.
That calm appearance even infected the surrounding monks.
Others are not afraid, if they behave too cowardly, wouldn't it be shameful?
Thinking of this, many monks also settled down.
The monks who can appear here at this time are obviously not good.
The cultivation base is the weakest, and it also has the cultivation base of the fourth floor in the foundation period.
After waiting for a while, the entire courtyard suddenly fell silent.
Then a gust of wind blew by, and the white lanterns in the audience suddenly floated.
I don't know if it was everyone's illusion, but they felt that the temperature in the entire middle courtyard seemed to have dropped a lot out of thin air.
Under the curious eyes of Lu Yuan and the others, a pale man slowly appeared from the back yard and came to the center of the hall.
And this pale, scholar-like person.
It is the owner of the current ghost king's mansion...Zhizhang ghost king Xuan.
And the bride who was led by the ghost king Xuan, upon closer inspection, turned out to be a lifelike paper **** figure.
When he came to the hall, Ghost King Xuan looked at Gao Peng's crowded hall, and said with a smile: "I am very happy that everyone can come to my wedding today."
"And on this day of great joy, of course, there must be good food and wine."
Speaking of this, Zhi Wangxuan suddenly clapped his hands.
Then five heavily tied monks were suddenly carried out.
These five people are the monks who have not had time to prepare the congratulations.
Then under the control of the paper people, the five people were placed in the center of the hall.
Ghost King Xuan looked at the five people with terrified faces, with a piercing smile on his pale face.
"In terms of good wine and good food, how can it compare with the flesh and blood of this monk?"
Hearing this, let alone the five people who were tied up.
Even the other monks sitting in the courtyard showed horrified eyes.
However, the expressions of the three of them were very calm from the beginning to the end.
These three people are Lu Yuan, Meng Ruyan, and Zhuang Yangbing.
It was as if the three of them were not worried about their own safety at all.
At this time, the ghost king Xuan didn't have it, or he didn't care about the attitude of the monks.
He looked at the excited ghosts and said with a smile: "The good wine and food are ready, so the next... will be a good show."
As he said that, the gate of the ghost king's mansion opened instantly.
The next second, Ghost King Xuan appeared in front of the monks in an instant.
He looked at the crowd and said in a joking tone: "This king gives you half a stick of incense to escape, within half a stick of incense, this king will not do anything to you."
Almost when the ghost king had just finished speaking, a monk suddenly stood up.
"Fellow daoists! What are you waiting for now? Use whatever means you want. Whether you can escape or not depends on the abilities of fellow daoists!"
Hearing what this person said, the other monks no longer hesitated, and rushed towards the outside of the mansion.
And the person who shouted first was none other than Lu Yuan.
Ghost town, guest rooms in the outer courtyard.
"Junior brother, are you sure this exit is at the ghost king's mansion?"
"Well, Junior Brother, I have noticed before that all areas in this ghost town are shrouded in fog."
"Only the backyard of this mansion is foggy."
"I don't know, senior sister, have you ever thought about why this ghost king never appeared in the first six days, but only appeared on the seventh day?"
"Why?"
"Because he wants to ensure that the monks in this city...no one can leave the ghost town!"
"Brother, do you know the exact location of this exit?"
Looking at Meng Ruyan, Lu Yuan said confidently, "Where the ghost king has been, then this exit...is where it is."
Hearing this, Meng Ruyan's eyes suddenly brightened.
"So this exit... is in the ghost king's bedroom?"
"Yes."
There are two more mornings to write...
(end of this chapter)