Yinshan Record

Chapter 655 Ghostly Shadows and Evil Wind (Part 1)
It was a child dressed in white. Although he was a child, his face was already mature, but his body was still that of a child. He had two topknots on his head, and two large red blushes were painted on his pale face.

He wore a small white robe, and his eyes had no pupils, only a vast, all-consuming darkness.

The moment that tiny shadow appeared in the lobby, Zhao Qian felt an inexplicable chill run through him. It was as if a bone-chilling cold was seeping out from between his very bones.

"You do have some skill."

The little ghost child ignored everyone around him; he simply looked up at Su Che above.

"Each each other."

Su Che said calmly.

The ghost child in front of them was a genuine Core Formation cultivator, and in terms of the density of Yin energy and the strength of his magical power, he was definitely superior to that Ghost Cry.

Among all the Core Formation cultivators that Su Che had fought or seen, this Ghost Child in front of him could undoubtedly be ranked in the top three.

With such a skilled individual stationed in Wushi City, it's no wonder that the Eight-Armed Ghost King can so easily dominate the city.

Su Che believed that if the ghost in front of him was willing, he could slaughter all the living beings in Wushi City in three days at most.

The ghost child looked at Su Che with great interest.

“You’re probably not from the Qingxu Sect. People from there wouldn’t have the gloomy aura you have. You’re definitely not from the Buddhist Kingdom either, because you have the sharpness of a sword cultivator. But if you’re from the East Sea, that doesn’t seem quite right either.”

"I understand. Are you from the Ghost Ancestor Palace of Beimang?"

This little devil was unexpectedly knowledgeable.

"I am but an unknown rogue cultivator from the Central Plains."

Su Che stared coldly at the ghost child in front of him.

"But what is the reason for your arrival in my Tiger Roar Hall, in such a clandestine manner?"

"The Tiger Roar Hall is yours now."

The demon child nodded as he spoke.

"This is not bad, much better than in Shi Meng's hands."

He looked at Su Che with a grin and said, "I've been away from the city for the past few days, and you've taken over my place here?"

"They're just ordinary birds, so who's going to laugh at whom?"

“Well said. My name is Nine Poison Child, and I am the city lord of Wushi City, under the command of the Eight-Armed Ghost King.”

The Nine Poison Child solemnly introduced himself, saying, "We've met before."

"I've seen it."

Su Che also cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"May I ask what brings the city lord here?"

"I meant to call Gui Ku, Lei Xun, and Shi Meng to the city lord's mansion, but for now I should just tell you."

The Nine Poison Child grinned, revealing his chilling teeth.

"The monsters from Anguo have attacked."

Anguo?

Su Che knew, of course, that the west of Wushi City was Anguo, which was once a major country among the seventy-two kingdoms. However, it was later taken over by a group of demons who became kings of the mountains.

It's been quite some time now.

After all these years, are those monsters finally going to make a move?
"The monsters of Anguo are after my Little Green Mountain, and they will pass through Wushi City on their way."

The Nine Poison Child looked at Su Che and asked, "What are your plans, you mortals?"

"Intend?"

"The monsters of Anguo only use humans as toys and then as military rations. If you stay in Wushi City, you will eventually suffer the same fate as the people of Anguo."

Nine Poison Child chuckled.

"So what I mean is, are you guys going to run?"

Su Che's expression darkened.

Things have suddenly become complicated.

The reason I appeared in Wushi City was to find the Yin-Yang Dharma King and the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor, and then find an unlucky Void-Stepping Ghost Cultivator to suppress.

Then it was time to return to the Central Plains, representing Huang Tiandao to deal with the Blood River Realm.

But now that the monsters from Anguo are attacking, what should I do? Should I pretend I don't see them and just walk away, or stay here and try my best to hold on and deal with it?
"You have a kind heart."

Su Che asked, "From what you're saying, you want to move all the people in the city to Xiaoqingshan?"

"Move?"

Nine Poison Child shook his head.

“They went there and will be poisoned to death by the corpse gas in less than three days. We have plenty of soldiers in Xiaoqingshan and we don’t need these few zombies.”

Nine Poison Child looked at Su Che with great interest: "If you're not planning to leave, then you'll have to obey my orders?"

"Follow your orders?"

“Indeed, this battle is a struggle between the monsters of Anguo and my Little Green Mountain lineage. Since that’s the case, we will naturally accept it. But since you are under the jurisdiction of my Little Green Mountain, you must obey my orders and fight against the enemy together with me.”

The Nine Poison Child's smile was sinister.

"I don't know if you, Master Zuo, are willing or not."

Su Che frowned.

The current situation is becoming increasingly unclear.

The people in the main hall of Tiger Roar Hall were burning with rage, tormenting each other.

At that moment, a blue owl swooped through the sky and gently landed in a small courtyard at the entrance of Tiger Roar Hall.

This is where Shi Meng lived in seclusion.

Ever since Zuo Lengchan killed Guiku, Shi Meng's situation has gotten worse day by day.

He went from being the leader of the Tiger Roaring Hall to being a thorn in everyone's side.

The rumors and gossip are secondary; in the past few days, some members of the Tiger Roar Hall have begun to humiliate Shi Meng in order to show their loyalty to Zuo Lengchan.

The shouts and curses outside the door grew louder every day.

Humans are constantly changing.

They completely forgot that just a few days earlier, the same group of people were outside wailing and lamenting that Master Shi's fate was unfortunate and that he could not lead them forward.

However, Shi Meng seemed indifferent.

He practiced his exercises daily, constantly trying to restore his vitality.

Although the results were not good, the daily practice was never neglected.

Until today, he saw that blue owl, and a look of sorrow appeared on its face, which was originally as serene as an ancient Buddha.

"Senior brother."

The owl opened its beak, but it uttered the voice of Lü Xiaoren.

"Everything is just as my senior brother predicted."

"very good."

Shi Meng raised his head and looked at the owl.

The fact that this bluebird is here means that my junior brother Lü Xiaoren is dead.

As for the children of the Huang family lineage, perhaps they have disappeared without a trace.

Everything went as I expected, but unexpected changes occurred in the plan.

"Huang Lai'er has been rescued by the Third Madam. My men should be able to find him."

The bluebird's feathers were losing their luster, as if every word it uttered was consuming its vital essence.

"You don't need to worry about these things."

Shi Meng looked at the bluebird and said.

"We will find him."

He exhaled a long breath.

I have been waiting here for far too long, so long that I have almost forgotten who I am and where I came from.

Hey.

Whether they are demons or evil spirits, these seventy-two kingdoms belong to the Qingxu Sect.

(End of this chapter)