The pants of Ming Wang are in my hands

  Zhen Yin Ming Wang's massive body crashed to the ground, and before he died, he repeated the greatest question of his life with a reluctant tone:

  "You... you... what's going on..."

  Ling'er returned to her human form with a whoosh of air and clapped her hands: "Really, you're such an idiot, fighting for half a day just to say that one sentence."

  "They also have a story, it seems that they were originally an immortal, but later their utilitarian heart was too strong and they committed a crime, which is why they ended up in this bitter place as a gatekeeper." Fang Xian walked to the front of Zhen Yu's corpse, frowning at the thing, "Strange, this corpse hasn't disappeared, perhaps there's something inside."

  "Huh......" Lin Yueyu took a step back, "I absolutely can't accept being whipped by a corpse..."

  "Turn your backs and I'll take care of it." Fang Xian rolled up his sleeves, raised his large axe, and with a loud "clang clang", he chopped fiercely...

  Ling'er Moonlike, although she had her back turned, also felt that something was off about this voice.

  "Brother Xian, are you smashing stones or chopping corpses?"

  Fang Xian wiped away his sweat: "This damned thing's muscles aren't just for show..."

  Since he can't be chopped down, Fang Xian could only look at him and see if there's anything worth digging up...

  It seems... apart from a fig leaf... apparently... this is just a poor devil.

  "It might be a divine outfit... " Fang Xian took a gambler's attitude, gritted his teeth and pulled down the veil, not daring to look at what was underneath.

  At the moment when the veil was lifted, the body of Town Prison King disappeared.

  Fang Xian covered his nose and looked at this thing... even if it were a divine outfit, he wouldn't dare wear it. He put it back in the bag to look at the item description - Town Prison Ming Wang's single pants.

  "Could it be... this thing..." Fang Xian pondered for a moment, feeling that there was something to be dug up. Since that's the case, he might as well give it a try.

  Then he held up a screen and rushed towards Ling'er Yue like waving his hand: "Go go go, enter the tower."

  Ling'er and Yu'er found his actions very disgusting, but it was clear that Fang Xian himself was also disgusted. Since he wanted to do something so disgusting, there must be a very disgusting reason for it. At this time, they didn't dare get close to Fang Xian, so they didn't ask any more questions and followed him from afar.

  Swish, entered the ninth floor of the Lock Demon Tower, the maze was not covered, didn't walk two steps, immediately a silly pig-headed monster rushed over.

  In the Demon Locking Tower, there are countless demons. It is said that if you eat 999 demons or 99 people, you can leave the tower. As a result, the demons here have become abnormal and will bite anything they get.

  The pig-headed monster had a snot-nose and was holding a large hammer with thorns on it, and charged over.

  "Wow... meat!"

  Lin Yue Ru had already reached out her hand in preparation, but saw that the giant hammer held high by Zhu Tou Guai suddenly came to a stop.

  The pig-headed monster swallowed its saliva and stared at Fang Xian's hand holding that colorful, striped underpants.

  "These pants...... could it be......" Pighead Monster, as a pighead monster, was able to reveal surprise, horror, and fear on his face.

  Fang Xian saw that this move seemed effective, and said with a tone of teasing a small animal:

  "King Ming's pants are in my hands... Want to save your life? Follow me!!"

  The pig-headed monster took a closer look, even sniffed it, and then retreated in surprise.

  "That's right... this is the taste of Ming Wang." At the same time, his snot flowed again.

  Fang Xian continued: "Ming Wang's pants are in my hands, if you want to escape with your life, follow me..."

  "Woohoo! You actually killed the Bright King... You're even more formidable than the Bright King... I want to escape with my life... I want to get out of this tower!" The Pig-headed monster wiped his nose, put away his hammer and stood behind the three men, shouting along with Fang Xian.

  "My king's pants are in your hands, I'll escape with my life and follow you."

  Although this trick seemed to have succeeded, Fang Xian was still very annoyed. The pronunciation of "I" and "you" was really disgusting.

  Fang Xian took out the large knife that She Nan had given him N years ago from his bag. Although he couldn't equip it, it was just what he needed at this moment. He raised the cloth strip high, and it looked like a colorful banner. With this thing, he was more effective than holding Ming Wang's head.

  Along the way, the first two little monsters encountered were still a bit hesitant and even sniffed forward like the pig-headed monster. Gradually, more and more monsters appeared in the back, those new monsters saw such a huge array, so they simply didn't even sniff, stupidly joined the team, sometimes the psychology of following the crowd is a good thing.

  In this disgusting labyrinth, the words "Want to escape? Follow me!" filled the air, and the demons who had been imprisoned for hundreds of years saw their only hope in the demon's sincere attitude.

  Ling'er thought it was fun and followed along shouting, looking around at the blue-skinned uncle monster and teasing the white Wu Chang with a long tongue.

  Lin Yue Ru couldn't be a monster anymore, but at this moment, for the sake of the team's integrity, she stood out resolutely. Any monster that stepped out of line would soon receive a whip greeting.

  With the Ming Wang's veil, battles are basically completely avoided. Anyway, now that all three of them have passed level 20, there is no more powerful existence in this maze, and they can just go to Miaojiang to upgrade later.

  Of course, the treasures on the road cannot be dropped. Although there are no hidden treasures in the Lock Demon Tower, and there is no existence like Huihui that goes against heaven, there are still some supplies and equipment to be taken at hand for future use.

  A bunch of demons and monsters just walked and walked and walked, layer after layer, no one knows when it will end.

  Finally, when walking to the seventh floor, a monster spoke up.

  This monster is obviously a big mouth, because it has no head, with a large mouth on its belly, surrounded by a grass skirt holding a fish fork, and I don't know what kind of allusion this prototype is from.

  "Hey mister, I can't see anything, where are we headed?"

  "The bottom of the tower." Fang Xian replied.

  The ox-headed demon with an axe on his shoulder shouted: "What are you doing at the foot of the pagoda?"

  "Knock out the foundation and this pagoda will collapse."

  A little demon in white attire asked: "Where is King Kōmyō guarding?"

  The pig-headed monster knocked on Bai Wuchang's head: "How can you be more stupid than me? Ming Wang has already been killed by a master, haven't you seen Ming Wang's pants?"

  Bai Wuchang smiled foolishly: "Right, right... High person, you can even defeat Ming Wang, what are you doing coming into this tower if you're not a demon?"

  PIA。

  "Too poor, go die."

  "Wooo... Gao Ren, I know why you're so fierce here..."

  PIA。

  As they went down layer by layer towards the tower, this team also grew stronger and stronger. When they reached the fourth floor, the plot finally appeared.

  As soon as I reached the fourth floor, I saw a desiccated corpse by the wall, and an old white-haired fierce ghost floated out of it.

  "Disciples of Mount Shu... are not allowed to enter the tower..." The withered corpse showed no distinction between friend or foe, swinging its sword to chop down anyone in its path.

  "Master Uncle!!!"

  ...... The corpse stiffened for a moment, but his hand didn't stop, and he chopped down with one sword.

  Fang Xian still wanted to speak, but the monsters behind him were no longer willing to listen.

  "Old ghost, this tall man is taking us out of the tower, are you reasonable or not?!" The pig-headed man threw a hammer without hesitation.

  After that, all sorts of things such as fish spears, flying axes and so on were thrown at the vengeful spirit.

  Only to see this white-haired old devil's head suddenly popping out countless numbers, and he died.

  "I'm finally... free... thank you..." The old ghost's resentment dissipated as he returned to the cycle of reincarnation.

  "I really didn't do anything..."

  This old ghost is Jiang Qing, the master uncle of Jiu Xian, who fell into the tower due to a romance between humans and demons. If I'm not mistaken, this is the third tragic human-demon romance in the game. Fang Xian originally wanted to enlighten him properly, but the resentment of the demons behind him was too strong...

  "Fang Xian turned back and scolded: 'You have this attitude, why didn't you kill Ming Wang earlier?'"

  The pig-headed monster with a silly grin said: "This maze is too big, we can't find the exit at all..."

  At this moment, a woman floated beside the corpse, gently stroking its head, turning it into dust, leaving behind only a Seven-Star Sword.

  "Dad, you can finally rest in peace." The woman prayed and then was about to leave.

  Fang Xian thought this should be a hidden task and hastily asked: "Miss, are you the daughter of Shifu Zu Jiang Qing?"

  "Ah, I'm Jiang Wanyu." The woman turned her head, her expression lacking any spark. She was born and grew up in this Locking Demon Tower, and a tragic worldview had long been deeply ingrained in her. As for escaping from this place, she didn't have the slightest hope.

  Fang Xian lifted up the veil: "Ming Wang's pants are in my hands. If you want to save your life, follow me!!"

  The monsters behind him shouted loudly: "Run for your life, run for your life!!"

  Jiang Wanyi stared at the colorful flag, covering her nose and exclaimed: "This floral pattern, this texture, this kind of pungent smell... It's really Ming Wang's pants!"

  "Miss, you have an extraordinary aura and a unique skeleton. You're definitely not an ordinary person. Come with me and let's achieve something great! A bright future awaits!"

  Jiang Wanyu hesitated: "I've grown up in the tower since I was a child, and I don't know how to get out of the tower..."

  Fang Xian pushed Jiang Wanyu into the team: "Hey, you go first, let Pig Head tell you, we're in a hurry."

  The pig-headed monster wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and greeted Wan'er: "Miss, I heard that there are seven dragon pillars at the bottom of this tower..."

  Fang Xian stroked Ling'er's hair and played with her jade Buddha beads.

  "Mission, mission, hidden mission."

  "This is really unbearable, such a stupid plot and you're still milking it for all it's worth, there's no bottom line!"

  "Such a stupid plot you've set up, you're really shameless... I'm out of here!"

  "I regret it, I shouldn't have entered this bead."

  Picked up the Seven Star Sword and threw it into the bag, the large team continued to move forward. As the saying goes, unity is strength, a spark can start a prairie fire, and so on. Along the way, they didn't even need to fight, and they had already arrived at the third floor of the Locking Demon Tower, where Shu Zhong Xian was located.

  Rather than saying he's a book immortal, it's better to say he's an old bookworm. In his daily life, he transforms into a set of bamboo bookmarks, with the mindset of a peasant who picks up anything valuable that comes his way, and occasionally plucks at the bamboo bookmark.

  "Why did you shoot me?!" The book's spirit appeared in a huff.

  "Let's go, there are only a few books here. I'll take you out to read 'The 5,000 Years of Chinese History'." Fang Xian didn't say another word and started packing up the bamboo slips into his bag.

  In the book, Xian Pa read poetry books, this was his first time hearing unknown vocabulary: "What is 'Five Thousand Years of Ups and Downs'?"

  "If you don't understand, just follow me, and later you can read 'Jin Ping Mei', '**', and 'Battle Through the Heavens'."

  The book is more immortal than the person: "Just hearing the title of the book can be very insightful..."

  Then, the Book Spirit was tempted and stuffed into Fang Xian's bag.

  Then there is the contemplative ghost, this fellow is a roadblock, spending his whole life thinking about whether he should step out with his left leg or right leg first.

  Fang Xian didn't say another word and chopped off his left leg with an axe.

  The pensive ghost suddenly became cheerful and hopped on one leg as he joined the group.

  When the team grew to a certain extent, everyone came to a wine jar in time.