Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

The two figures quickly dispersed.

Zhou Leng took a step back, while the old man on the other side took five steps back. The gap was obvious.

Zhou Leng said:

"You can't stop me. I will come to your door again in three days. If you can defeat me, I will return the property to its original owner. How about that? I have no hostility towards you. After training here, if I had any hostility, why wouldn't I kill you or destroy this place? I'm just here to enjoy myself for a few days. Don't refuse my toast and drink a forfeit!"

The man knew that he was no match for the opponent and could not stop him today. If he could not stop him, no matter how many people came, he could not keep everyone. He could only say: "I hope you will keep your promise. I will be waiting for you in three days!"

The last four words were extremely cold and chilling.

When the few people walked out of the temple and left the park, the warm sunshine shone on their bodies again. This time they did not feel hot and stuffy. Only the cold sweat and fear on their backs reminded them that they had escaped death this time.

If it weren't for Zhou Leng, these people would have been wiped out.

After returning to the hotel, the group gathered in Zhou Leng's room.

Lu Zhenjun took out four shrunken pictures of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons from his backpack, and several people looked at Zhou Leng with curiosity.

Tiechui asked, "Senior, why did you say you can go again in three days? Is there any deeper meaning? Why not today? I see that person is very different from you."

Zhou Leng thought she would ask about these pictures first, but when she heard the other party asking, she replied:

"It's easy to destroy the temple and kill the old man today, but it's difficult to eliminate the karma and break the formation. That park has been transformed into a Yinsha ghost formation. There are souls in the town. I need you to provide four magic tools blessed by the power of faith. With the help of the magic tools, the formation can be broken. After that, there will be nothing here that can affect the dragon vein."

"Please wait a moment, Senior. I will ask the headquarters for permission to use the magic weapon. If it weren't for you, we would have been defeated here today."

Zhou Leng raised his hand indifferently.

Lu Zhenjun's eyes were still fixed on the four pictures. When the two of them finished talking, he asked directly:

"Senior, these four pictures can be big or small. Are they powerful magic weapons? How to use them? Is it because of these pictures that we were attacked?"

"Concentrate yourselves and do not resist."

After Zhou Leng finished speaking, he picked up one of the pictures and held it in his hand. Then everyone felt that they had suddenly entered a space similar to the Ksitigarbha Hall, but it was not completely dark here like there. There was a hazy white mist lingering around. They looked at all kinds of monsters and spirits wandering in front of them like spectators.

Lu Zhenjun asked: "What is this?"

"This is the space inside one of the four maps. These four maps are the Artifact Spirit Map, the Object Spirit Map, the Sea Spirit Map, and the Soul Spirit Map. Now you are entering the Artifact Spirit Map. Here are the spirits and souls of various artifacts. Look at that monster with human hands and feet but a bronze bell for a head. That is a bronze artifact that has existed for a thousand years. Its spirit has been absorbed into this map, and its body may not be on display in any museum."

Lu Zhenjun stared at the bronze bell carefully. There were even two blue eyes growing on the bronze head, which looked very strange. He asked again:

"Then what is our situation in the Ksitigarbha Hall?"

"Someone has set up a magic array based on these four diagrams. If I hadn't broken the array in time, we would have been attacked by various monsters in the four diagrams in turn until everyone was exhausted or the monsters lost too much energy and dissipated."

"What are those red eyes?"

Zhou Leng replied: "It's just the spirit of the sea monster in the Sea Spirit Map. Let's go out together now. It's not good for you to stay here any longer."

Everyone returned to the hotel room in a trance. Although their bodies were motionless, their souls seemed to have entered another world.

Lu Zhenjun said in an exaggerated tone:

"Oh my god, you are amazing, Senior. I really shouldn't have doubted you before. You are a god in the world. Your methods are really amazing. Even if those disgusting things in the island country tinker with it for another half a century, they can't cultivate a being as powerful as you. And you are so beautiful that the ghosts in the island country are so disgusting that people can't eat."

The man's excited shout made Tiechui, who was holding a mobile phone to communicate with the magic weapon, look up. She looked at the shock on everyone's faces and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Several people tilted their heads at the same time and looked at her with sympathy, as if a hammer had missed a hundred million.

Zhou Leng ignored Lu Zhenjun's flattery. She picked up another picture and said with emotion: "Don't resist, let's go to the soul map together."

When everyone entered the picture again, except Tiechui, they all adapted to this hazy environment. However, when they saw those wandering faces, their faces turned ugly.

Lu Zhenjun and his companions said in shock almost at the same time: "They! How come they are here?" It turned out that most of the faces here were familiar to them or they had met them once before.

Tiechui looked at those people seriously. Their faces were gray and their eyes were dull and blank. They didn't look as familiar as before. She pointed at one of the women and said:

"This is the contact person from the Jingnan office. I've met her before. What happened to her? Why is she here?"

"Her soul was taken here to be slowly nurtured. She has become a controlled evil ghost. If her connection with the picture is cut off and she is released into the outside world, she will dissipate."

Wang Keshan suddenly became excited. He pointed at one of the men and shouted excitedly, "That's Lao Chen, Lao Chen from the 49th Army. Why... is he here?"

Wang Keshan was talking about a young male ghost who was obviously haunted. Black tentacles had grown on his forehead, and other ghosts were obviously walking around him.

Old Chen was wearing a yellow military uniform, with a white gauze wrapped around his head. His face was covered in mud and blood, and only his bright eyes were looking blankly ahead. He had only one arm left, and his chest was covered in blood and flesh. This seemed to be his last appearance in the world.

"Old Chen!"

Wang Keshan's voice trembled slightly.

Lu Zhenjun asked: "Squad leader, do you know him? Is he also a former anti-Japanese hero?"

Wang Keshan said with tears in his eyes:

"We were both injured together before. He was the battalion commander of the 49th Army of the Northeastern Army."

Tiesi couldn't help but wonder, "The Northeastern Army? The 49th Army? Did they also fight against the Japanese?"

Wang Keshan turned his head and frowned at the wire. The stern gaze made the other person lower his head.

In Tiesi's impression, the Northeast Army is a runaway army ridiculed by the entire Internet. In his heart, they are cowards and deserters.

Wang Keshan turned his head to look at Lao Chen who was walking forward in the hazy white fog. The other person had his back straight and kept walking forward, moving forward in this world without the concept of space, never looking back.

Tiechui looked at the familiar faces one by one. Those people she once knew well have now become puppet-like existences in this world, without memories and faith. What can she do to help them?