Chapter 17 Is This the Jile Tower?

"Is this the Jile Tower?"

Yao Shunyu stared blankly, the scene before them possessing an indescribable allure, gradually melting their will, tempting them to join, to join the revelry before them.

Compared to Yao Shunyu, Fatty, and the others, Jiang Cheng felt a sense of indescribable familiarity with the current scene, in addition to shock. In the Xixie Ming Mountains, such a picture had flashed through his mind, and now it had come to life.

Tongtian Terrace, Jile Tower, no one had expected that the current chairman of the Night Watchers would deign to hide himself in the team, and even summon this haunted building to this place.

"Look!" Fatty shouted, sharp-eyed, pointing to the air.

Following the direction of his finger, they saw that the originally stable space was fluctuating, ripples spreading out in circles, and then suddenly two figures were ejected from it.

"I was careless!" Master Shui stamped his feet in anger. "I didn't expect that he had also made a backup plan. This guy is smarter than me. Damn it!"

After a while, Master Shui seemed to have thought of something, and smiled sinisterly again, "But it doesn't matter, now that my barrier has been constructed, since he has entered this Sheng Shrine, he will definitely not be able to escape. Even if he uses this broken building to trap us, two against one, we won't lose out!"

"Kill him, and this haunted building will be broken!" Master Shui declared heroically.

Compared to Master Shui's optimism, Wu was much calmer. He looked up at a dark place in the air, where black mist lingered, like a mass of ink that could not be dissolved, the light of the Luo Nu lamps below unable to penetrate it.

Jiang Cheng roughly understood the current situation. Originally, Wu and Master Shui intended to lure Shao Tong, the current chairman of the Night Watchers, into the Sheng Shrine realm to beat a dog behind closed doors, but they were seen through. The chairman calmly used their plan against them, summoning the haunted building within Master Shui's realm first, trapping them inside the haunted building instead.

The current situation was that they were trapped by the chairman's haunted building, and this haunted building was trapped by Master Shui's barrier, like a Matryoshka doll.

The final key to victory lay within this haunted building, whether Wu and Master Shui could join forces to defeat the chairman.

The music in their ears became more and more urgent, the drumbeats like dense rain, tapping on everyone's hearts, pushing this strange carnival to a climax.

Zhu Jie and Tang Qisheng were pale, all they could do was cling to each other, everyone had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

"Stop your tricks, get out here!"

Accompanied by Master Shui's roar, the cane in his hand disappeared into thin air, and then suddenly appeared ten feet away, smashing heavily into the darkness that Wu was staring at.

The diffused black mist was shattered, and a figure appeared, there was a high platform, high enough to overlook the entire Jile Tower. The wooden pillars of the corridor were gilded and silvered, exceptionally gorgeous, and the chairman stood in it, flicking his hand nonchalantly, and the cane that came with the force of a thousand jun flew back.

Master Shui, who caught the cane, frowned and couldn't help but whisper, "In this broken building, our power will be suppressed, he is much more difficult to deal with than before."

"Leave him to me, you protect the people below."

Wu drew his sword, the clear light of the blade like a crescent moon, its fierce aura even causing the reveling crowd below to stagnate.

Master Shui's mouth opened slightly, he didn't expect this guy to be so crazy, but his philosophy of life was to avoid fighting if possible, and if he had to fight, he would be the last to strike, thinking twice before doing anything that wouldn't benefit him. He slowly retreated, squinting at Wu and said, "Little brother, you said that, but don't worry, I'm not someone who would stand by and watch, call me if you can't hold on, I still have some hidden treasures that I haven't taken out yet."

The chairman on the stage held the railing, his face as enthusiastic as a welcoming host, clapping his hands and laughing: "Don't rush to fight, since you're here, I'll treat you to a song and dance, the songs and dances of my Jile Tower are not something you can see whenever you want."

But before he finished speaking, Wu's figure disappeared strangely into thin air, and the next second, a blade of light slashed down vertically, splitting the chairman and the high platform in two.

However, Wu did not hesitate after succeeding, and immediately turned around. The shattered chairman and the high platform actually appeared in another location like ghosts, exactly the direction that Wu was staring at, and had already merged into one.

The chairman still had a smile on his face, and clapped his hands gently. With this crisp sound, the reveling crowd below seemed to have been put on pause, stopping their work one after another, then turning around in unison, looking at the middle of the building, the uniform movements sending chills down their spines.

Jiang Cheng and the others noticed that there was a large open space in the middle of the hall. Because it was relatively dark there, they had actually ignored it before. Now it looked like a stage had been set up, surrounded by light-colored curtains, unable to see the scene inside.

But as the Luo Nu lamps around lit up one by one, a enchanting figure was projected on the light-colored curtains. The figure was extremely lonely but moved with the rhythm, dancing gracefully, stepping exquisitely, behind the translucent curtains, a courtesan in a red dress that outshone blood, with a willow waist that seemed fragile, gracefully stepping on lotus flowers...

Everyone was immersed in it, the sound of silk and bamboo instruments endless, and even more strangely, such a beautiful scene could not arouse the slightest evil thought in people's hearts, on the contrary, it felt like transcendence.

Fatty, Yao Shunyu, Zhu Jie, and Tang Qisheng gradually blurred their vision one by one, Tang Qisheng even showing an incomprehensible smile, his feet uncontrollably moving forward, as if he was about to ascend to blissful paradise.

Only Jiang Cheng stared at the red dress behind the curtains, the more he looked, the more frightened he became, he vaguely felt a little familiar, but how could there be someone he knew in this Jile Tower?

With a roar, the curtains in front of them were torn apart by countless swarming plants, and the scene behind the curtains was completely exposed to everyone.

The moment he saw the courtesan's face clearly, Jiang Cheng was stunned, and Fatty and the others also woke up as if from a dream.

Fatty even exclaimed, "Dahe Niangniang!" (The Great River Goddess)

The person dancing behind the curtains was actually Dahe Niangniang!

She was still dressed as before, in a bright red wedding dress, with exquisite embroidery on it, but in stark contrast to the graceful dance, were the tear stains on that pretty face.

Unknowingly, Wu Yingying was already in tears, she still maintained the dance posture at the end of the show, her movements were flawlessly gorgeous, but her eyes looked at Jiang Cheng, the complexity in her eyes heartbreaking.

Wu Yingying had disappeared the last time on the bus, even Wu could not sense her aura, unexpectedly... unexpectedly she was trapped in the Jile Tower by the chairman!

The next second, the chairman watching the show on the high platform gradually restrained his smile, stretched out his hand, pointed at Jiang Cheng and said coldly: "Kill him!"