C210 (2/2)

As he flew at a low altitude, Lin Jin did not know how far he had actually flown. However, when he saw the clumps of pale-green ghost flames flickering under the pitch-black sky, he knew that he was there.

He quickly opened his Heaven's Eye and flew forward. Under the gaze of the Heaven's Eyes. The balls of ghostfire immediately transformed into a huge city.

This city had an ancient appearance, just like a city during the feudal era. Tall and imposing walls surrounded the building, leaving behind four imposing city gates. On the city gates hung a large signboard with the words ”Fengdu Ghost Manor” written on it.

”Who are you? Hurry and get down. In this important area of the Ghost Manor, no one is allowed to enter! ”

Upon reaching the city gates, a sinister voice sounded.

Lin Jin immediately dropped down to the ground. At the city gate, he saw two strange looking ghost guards standing by his side, pointing a cold spear at him.

Lin Jin scanned these two ghosts with his spiritual consciousness s and immediately knew that these two ghosts were only slightly heavier than normal ghosts. There was nothing special about them, and he did not want to bother with them.

When the two ghost guards saw that he had suddenly disappeared, they were startled, but immediately recovered, still guarding the door as if nothing had happened.

Lin Jin entered the city. As he was not clear as to whether the person who captured Feng Wanshan was the master of the Ghost City or not, nor did he know where he lived, he chose a dark corner and revealed himself once again.

On the main street of Ghost City, one could see countless ghosts coming and going, walking soundlessly.

Amongst these ghosts, some wore ancient and some wore modern clothing, just like a strange place that had been mixed with the ancient and the modern, all sorts of different shapes and sizes. Of course, there were also some headless ghosts, Hanged Ghost, and other spirits that were extremely thick with yin qi s.

In this city, other than the dense yin qi s on them, these people looked no different from ordinary people.

There was only one thing. Perhaps they had lost some of their consciousness when they died. Most of them looked lifeless. They did not have the intelligence of an ordinary person.

When Lin Jin walked onto the main street, because he had already restrained his yang energy, these ghosts did not display any unusual feelings towards him, and still continued to do their own thing.

He walked around on the street and found a normal looking Old ghost. He stepped forward and greeted: ”Greetings, sir!”

Old ghost was wearing a long robe and had shaved short hair, making him look like a ghost during the Republic of China era. Upon hearing someone call him, he immediately turned his head, and looked at Yue Yang a few times, then asked: ”Is there something wrong with Small Brother?”

Lin Jin said: ”Old sir, may I ask, where does the city lord live?”

Old ghost was shocked by his words. He sized him up a few more times, opened his eyes wide, pointed at him and said: ”You, you are a monk?”

Lin Jin smiled and nodded. Old ghost saw him nod, a look of fear flashed past his eyes and he shook his head: ”Don't ask me, I don't know, I don't know anything.

After saying that, he didn't even bother maintaining his form, immediately turning into a cloud of smoke and drifting towards the group of ghosts.