Chapter 1942 The peerless devil

Yu Chenghuang and the two judges were about to ask questions, but when they heard the three star kings leading their troops to pursue them, their aggressive aura suddenly disappeared, and they naturally crossed the threshold and walked into the teahouse.

Including the ghost soldiers under the nine-pole spiritual flag, and other chief officials, they also filed in and squeezed into the teahouse.

The space in the teahouse is limited, so most ghosts and gods can only stand.

The listeners were concentrating on the book, but they didn't know that the empty seats were filled with ghosts and gods, and there were even ghosts standing around them.

In late winter, the days are short and the sky is getting dark.

When the Youshi hour arrived, it was almost dark, and the streets were brightly lit and more lively than during the day.

'Snapped!'

The storyteller gave a heavy slap in the face and raised his tone: "This is the goddess's infatuation that caused the disaster, and the blue bird's confusion caused the disaster. If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the explanation in the next chapter!"

"Oops! It's over again!"

"We have to wait until tomorrow again!"

"It's unworthy of me to be in a place like this every day!"

…

Everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream.

There were sporadic cheers in the teahouse, but more complaints, and some people begged the storyteller to say more.

"I'm sorry everyone, it's getting late. Come back tomorrow."

The storyteller has a heart as hard as iron. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, packed up his things and entered the back hall.

The tea guests had no choice but to leave in lamentation.

"Everyone, move slowly!"

"You walk slowly!"

…

After holding it in for a day, Dr. Tea finally dared to speak and sent the tea guest away, only to find that the girl who came last was still sitting there.

"Girl, haven't you heard enough? Sir, he will arrive on time tomorrow. Come back tomorrow and I will leave a good seat for you."

Compared with those tea guests, the girl has truly woken up from her dream.

It was an extremely real dream. She had experienced everything that the Nine Heavens Goddess had experienced, and it was still vivid in her mind.

But the girl didn't realize there was anything wrong with this. She just felt that she was still unfinished, so she stretched and asked, "Where can I stay in a hotel nearby?"

"You're not a local?"

Mr. Tea Doctor Andao is indeed very charming, and some people even stay overnight just to listen to the book.

The girl's temperament and dress indicated that she belonged to a wealthy family. Dr. Cha raised his hand and pointed to the east end of the street, "The Zuixiang Building next to the Chenghuang Temple can also accommodate hotels, but there are not many rooms. I don't know if there are any available yet. Zuixiang

The shops next to the building are a bit old and clean, so you just have to pick one that suits your eyes."

At the same time, all the ghosts and gods also left the teahouse.

Including Yu Chenghuang, no one noticed anything strange about this incident. They even forgot about interrogating the girl. When they left, everyone was talking about the things in the story.

Two patrol officers passed by and saw their colleagues coming out of the teahouse. They said hello and asked, "Have you caught the troublemaker? Master Wu even used the Zhenshan Spiritual Flag, why didn't you listen?"

What's going on?"

"Brilliant! So fucking brilliant!"

The colleague suddenly slapped his thigh.

The two undercover agents were startled by the reaction of their colleagues and were stunned for a moment, "What's so exciting? Where is the storyteller? Where was he arrested? Was he executed on the spot by the City God?"

"Storyteller? He will be here on time tomorrow morning at 1 o'clock. I have to remember the time and not miss it," the colleague muttered, answering the question inappropriately, and then pulled another colleague into a heated discussion.

Heavenly soldiers and generals confront the goddess in the story.

Their positions are completely opposite to those of the girls who sympathize with the goddess, and they all agree that the law of heaven will not be merciful.

The two men didn't know the reason for the conspiracy, so they went to find other colleagues, and they all had similar reactions.

Looking at their stunned colleagues, the two sinister men looked at each other and suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

They stood there for a while, not daring to return directly to the Yamen. They came to the city gate and told the ghost soldiers guarding the city what they had discovered.

As of now, there are very few ghosts and gods left in Jinxian County who have never been to a teahouse.

"Have you ever seen Lord Cheng Huang react like this?"

The ghost guard guarding the gate asked the two sinister men.

"When we arrived, several adults had already entered the yamen, but we didn't dare to follow them. How about sending someone in to take a look?" Yin Chai whispered.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, no one responds.

"Let's go together and save one person. If the whole army is wiped out, there will be someone who can tell the news. Let's draw lots," said an undercover man in a vigorous and resolute manner. He grabbed a few straw stalks, marked them, and half-caught them in his hands.

Finally, a ghost soldier caught Shang Shang's signature and watched his colleagues off.

The other ghosts and gods returned to the City God's Temple and looked at the building that represented the power of the gods and divided the yin and yang. In the past, this place was the most solid backing, but now it has become a scourge.

The ghosts and gods looked solemn and solemn as they stepped into the Yamen and tiptoed towards the main hall of the City God.

"There's no one inside..."

Then he went to other departments.

"The masters of all departments are not here..."

Everyone gathered together and looked at each other. The City God and Judge Wen were the most diligent in their work. In the past, they would have been handling official business in the main hall at this time.

"Hiss, could it be..."

You Yincha took a deep breath, and his colleague covered his mouth.

"Shh!"

The ghosts and gods quietly exited the City God's Temple, returned to the city gate, and gathered together with sad faces on their faces.

"Who is the storyteller? Has anyone noticed?" A sinister man broke the silence.

Everyone shook their heads.

"I asked," the ghost soldiers who had been left behind looked around, "could it be that we are overthinking it? If the storyteller really has such great powers, even the Lord City God fell into his trap, how can you guys come back the same way?"

"That's right, why did you let us alone?" the undercover man said in a daze.

"I just made a special trip out of the city and reached Jiuzi Mountain, and no one stopped me," the ghost soldier said again, "unless they let us go out to report the news."

"Old Wang and the others did not see any external injuries, and there were no signs of fighting in the teahouse..."

The two Yinzai who first discovered the situation were a little hesitant at this time.

"If the storyteller really has such great powers, it means that he deliberately let us go. No matter what we do, the result will be the same. If we go to Fucheng to report, we have to know what happened. Otherwise, what can we say? Maybe we have thought too much.

, let’s wait and see the situation tomorrow morning.”

The ghosts and gods finally negotiated a charter.

They did not dare to enter the city all night, so they stayed in front of the city gate all night.

It's time on the second day.

The storyteller arrived as promised. As early as a quarter of an hour ago, the girl had ordered tea and snacks and was waiting. The ghosts and gods from yesterday were also present.

"The last chapter mentioned that the goddess was obsessed with love and the blue bird was confused, which caused the Heavenly Mother to be furious..."

New Year's Eve.

The busiest day of the year is when humanity is at its peak.

This kind of atmosphere is extremely beneficial to the practice of ghosts and gods, but Yin Chai, who was eavesdropping outside the teahouse, felt cold in his heart at the moment and had no intention of practicing at all.

The storyteller's energetic voice came from the teahouse, but other than that, there was no other noise.

The ghosts and gods of Jin County, from the city god to the ghost soldiers, have become the most loyal listeners.

Yin Chai was three feet away from the teahouse and did not dare to approach, so he quietly retreated to the city gate.

Waiting in front of the city gate were not only the ghosts and gods from last night, but also the entire land of mountain gods in Jin County.

Just listening to Yin Cha's description, the ghosts and gods felt chills coming from the bottom of their hearts.

They looked back at Jinxian County, and the familiar city turned into a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

But ordinary people know nothing about this. They are celebrating the New Year in a lively way, and the sound of firecrackers can be heard from time to time in the city.

Another bad guy came out of the city.

"I found out that the storyteller spends the night at Zuixiang Tower. Just like ordinary people, he spends money on his stay and meals. The only thing special is that he can enjoy the Zuixiang Banquet every night."

Hearing this, the hearts of the ghosts and gods moved.

"Is this person an old friend of the owner of Zuixianglou?"
To be continued...