The movie world has a beautiful ghost

Chapter 270: Mountain God

The darkness spread rapidly, gradually covering the entire underworld. The sky became deeper and darker, and the ground also became darker.

A-Cha could clearly feel that the underworld had become more stable, not as fragile as before. Anyone with some strength could poke a hole in the underworld.

Looking into the distance, it was the Fengdu Ghost Town that she had seen before.

In other words, the two underworlds have become one, you are in me and I am in you, but the human world of the two worlds is not affected at all. It can also be said that it is a world completely independent from the world.

At this time, a beam of light descended from the sky and shone on A-Cha. The latter's strength suddenly increased to a higher level, and a seal appeared in her hand. From then on, she was dubbed the "City King"!

Zhang Haoran took a quick look and found that it was indeed the case. Most of the buildings in the underworld of A-Cha's world were high-rise buildings with flashing neon lights, close to the style of a modern city. It was quite suitable for the title of City King.

A-Cha opened his eyes, excitement already overflowing in them.

"From now on, you will be the city king of the underworld." Zhang Haoran laughed, and then introduced her: "This is King Chujiang. I don't need to introduce the other Black and White Impermanence to you."

When Chu Jiang just merged, he appeared with other officials of the underworld. At the same time, many of Ah Cha's subordinates also appeared.

When they just merged, they were naturally given some information and knew all the current situations in the underworld.

But it is obvious that the strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all.

"I have met the City King."

"We have met Lord Yan and King Chujiang!"

Etiquette cannot be abolished. Both parties have met the newly emerged big boss. Although Xiaolian and the others have low positions, as Zhang Haoran's women, they naturally do not need to greet him. They just bowed slightly to express their gratitude.

"The responsibilities of both parties remain unchanged for now. They still handle human affairs respectively, but they can send more personnel to each other," said Zhang Haoran.

"I will obey."

"Do you have anything else to say?" Zhang Haoran looked at A Cha.

A-Cha shook his head.

"Well, everyone go your separate ways." Zhang Haoran nodded.

Then he followed A-Cha back to her top-floor office.

"The underworld has undergone such great changes now, and I don't know how Kunlun and Taishan will react." A Cha said.

“Don’t pay any attention to them. They will just live peacefully as gods. As long as there is no world-destroying disaster or a war against them, they will not care about anything.” Zhang Haoran said.

"You're right. It fits their style very well." A-Cha remembered the time when his brother led the primitive people to fight against the gods.

“By the way, can you help me release my brother?” A Cha suddenly said with some anticipation.

Zhang Haoran shrugged slightly: "It's a small matter. You can do it anytime you want. But he can't come out to destroy the world. He has to stay in the underworld. If he changes his temperament, you can let him lead a group of ghost soldiers."

"That's great!" A Cha was very happy and she wanted to reward Zhang Haoran.

Then, without any warning, he was pulled into the king-size bed room.

They are all old monsters who have experienced the world, and they don’t have so many scruples and twists and turns, so... it’s crazy!

……

In a forest, a child was kneeling and worshiping a stone statue.

"Mountain God, you must bless me to find my father."

The little boy wiped his tears and turned away.

"Ah~" A long sigh came from the stone statue.

"Why are you sighing? Do you think you can't help him?" a sudden voice sounded.

The latter was probably surprised, and after a long while he spoke: "I don't know which god you are, why can't I sense you."

A figure fell from the sky and revealed its shape.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"I'm not a god, and don't compare me with those people from Kunlun, because I look down on them." Zhang Haoran said in a calm voice.

"You're dying."

"I know that no one has worshipped me for thousands of years. I am afraid that it will be over in a few days if the faith is cut off." The mountain god did not care about his own demise. He was like the mother of the earth, and his voice was full of love: "It's just a pity for that child."

"You can tell me about it." Zhang Haoran said.

"That child is the descendant of a hunter family. They have lived here for generations and worshipped me. A while ago, a mining accident occurred in the mountains, and the child's father could not be found. I asked the spirits in the mountains, but none of them had ever seen him." said the mountain god.

Zhang Haoran nodded: "I can promise to help him find it."

"Thank you very much. He is my only believer now. I hope he can be safe and sound. The faith has been cut off and the mountain has been dug into pieces. I can hear their cries but I can do nothing about it." The mountain god's voice was filled with sadness.

"These are all caused by humans, and you can't stop them. I believe that one day they will pay the price for this, so you don't have to consider humans in everything." Zhang Haoran curled his lips.

"No, I cannot suppress human nature, but I cannot ignore their life and death. I came from them and will leave because of them. This is a cycle." said the mountain god.

"You are really kind-hearted." Zhang Haoran shook his head and smiled helplessly: "I'm afraid you will have to change your career in the future."

"I... am about to die and can't do anything else." The mountain god said puzzledly.

"I can't control the mountain god, but I can control the city god."

As the voice fell, the mountain god felt two special energies madly converging into his body.

The stone statue of the mountain god emitted a brilliant light, and then the surface began to crack, emitting a dazzling light.

"Wow~"

As the stone statue shattered, a graceful figure appeared, wearing a garland on her head and wearing coarse linen clothes, slowly falling from the air.

She looked at her body curiously and felt that she had endless power.

Zhang Haoran took a look at her. She had an oval face. Although she looked like a girl, she gave people more of a kind motherly feeling.

"Xuhua, thank you, God."

"I am not a god, but the King of Hell. On behalf of the underworld, I appoint you as the City God today. Do you accept it?" Zhang Haoran said solemnly.

"I am willing to accept it."

"Swish~" Another ray of light flashed, and Xihua had changed her appearance. She wore a gilded crown and a scarlet robe, which made her look more compassionate and radiant.

"Let's go and go see the little boy together. In fact, the person he has been looking for has always been at home." Zhang Haoran said.

Xihua was a little confused and could only follow.

The two of them flashed to the village, changed their clothes, and walked in.

I stopped at the door of a house and watched a woman inside, welcoming and seeing off guests. There were several cars parked at the door.