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Chapter 349 Good night, boyfriend! (Please subscribe, read, vote and comment)

Everyone in the alliance felt a force acting on themselves, but they did not resist. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in another space.

The block where Martin was located was pulled directly to the boundary between life and death by the power of Zhenling Street, and came to another space.

As soon as everyone stepped on the solid ground, they felt a gust of cold wind blowing in their faces, penetrating into their bodies through their pores and beginning to freeze their muscles, blood and even cells.

"Where did Martin take us, and why, why, why is it so cold?"

"Ah!"

The Flash couldn't help but sneeze, grabbing his arms with both hands, his body shaking constantly.

"If you're cold, just move. You went through what happened with Reverse-Flash, why do you feel like you haven't grown at all?"

Arthur rolled his eyes at him, he was an underwater man, even the extreme temperature of the seabed could not have much impact on him, the boundary between life and death had not touched his soul, he was just like nothing happened.

So is he, and so is Clark.

Bruce was just the opposite. The cold breath between life and death tortured his body but could not cause any harm to his soul.

The coldness emanating from the dying soul melted the Dark Knight's soul as soon as it came into contact with his soul, and then disappeared without a trace.

So, Bruce's eyebrows were soon covered with a layer of frost, but his consciousness was extremely clear.

"Go away!"

Martin and Diana held hands, walked into the Soul Street one step slower than everyone else, and threw out a spell.

The yellow paper burned in the air and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. The flames illuminated all directions, like a little sun, warming everyone's bodies and minds.

"Because of my current identity, this place has been pulled to the boundary between life and death, so there is this kind of cold air."

When the spell burned out, Bruce and the others could still feel a warm current around them that was warming their bodies and dispelling the cold that had penetrated deep into their bones.

"Martin, where on earth is this place? I just felt like I fell into an ice cave."

Barry recalled the feeling just now, his body shuddered, and then began to vibrate at high speed.

"Stop."

Martin grabbed Barry and slowed him down. "This is the transition between life and death. If you take one more step forward, you will step directly into death. It is normal to feel this way."

"Even though you are all superheroes, you will not receive any special treatment in the face of death."

Everyone in the Justice League is a destined person in traditional hero novels. Everyone has a special position, but this is not the case in the face of death.

"With the charm I gave you, the coldness of this street will no longer affect you."

Martin waved his hand and led everyone towards his home.

Zhenhun Street cannot be understood literally and just regarded as a street.

Whether it is the Soul Town in the spirit world or Martin's special version, it is a very large area.

Martin's house was forcibly moved here, and all the buildings within a surrounding block were copied.

"You didn't turn the people living in these buildings into ghosts, did you?"

The person who is most familiar with this place is actually not Martin, but Bruce.

As the Dark Knight, he is familiar with every street in Gotham, and has even conducted a special investigation of the neighborhood around Martin's home.

"Don't worry, even though Gotham is a mess, this street has its own rules and they won't turn people into ghosts casually."

Bruce and the others crowded around, forcing Martin to let go of Diana's hand and communicate with them.

"If anyone wanders into this place by mistake, I have to get them back safely."

"Besides, my identity will change tomorrow, and this neighborhood will change accordingly. It won't be so spooky anymore."

"So, your home will stay in this space from now on?"

Bruce instantly grasped the point of the matter.

Barry gave up looking for the source of the warm body power, looked at Martin in surprise and asked: "Before your home was in Gotham, we still had a place to find you. Now that you have moved, how can we find you when we meet in the future?"

In an instant, five pairs of eyes were fixed on Martin, waiting for his answer.

"Why are you looking at me so seriously?"

Martin spread his hands helplessly. Seeing that everyone was indifferent, he insisted on giving an answer himself, so he reluctantly took out a stack of yellow paper.

Snapped!
Martin divided hundreds of yellow papers into five piles, and with a clapped of his hands, the originally soft yellow papers came together and turned into thick cardboard.

The so-called talisman paper has different materials, colors, sizes and thicknesses. Ordinary magicians need to make use of these differences to accommodate their own magic power and enhance the power of the talisman.

But for gods and immortals, this classification is completely meaningless, because they can even evolve wild beasts into intelligent life and turn stones into gold.

Therefore, as long as magic power is used, even tiles and stones can be transformed into carriers of talismans.

Martin stretched out his index finger and drew a talisman in the air. Magic power flowed out from his fingertips and fell on the thickened talisman paper, forming a shape similar to a gate.

"Here, as long as you wear this charm, when you want to find me, just wave it gently towards the open ground and say my name, and you will be able to summon the door of my house."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pushed forward, and the talisman floating in the air fell into the hands of Diana and the others.

None of them had ever come into contact with spells, but they had all seen movies and were familiar with some of the stereotypes associated with the East.

Now that they have finally seen the real thing, they can't help but feel curious, especially Barry, who is a fan of subculture.

Martin looked around at the closed windows and the deserted streets. He estimated that they would still have to walk a few thousand meters to get home, so he prepared to let everyone try the spell and familiarize themselves with it in advance.

"Although this place hasn't left the subspace, it's still some distance from my home. It's a good place to test the power of the spell. You all can try it. Barry goes first. When you get to my house, stand still and don't move."

Martin pointed his finger and Barry accepted the task happily.

He did as Martin said, took out the talisman, pointed it at the road in front of him, shook it gently three times, and then shouted "Martin" very loudly.

hum!
The talisman shone brightly, illuminating the void directly, using the light to outline the trajectory of the door out of thin air, and then with a snap, the door of Martin's house fell in front of everyone.

Barry excitedly turned the doorknob. An electric current flashed across his body and he was about to rush out, but was stopped by Martin.

"stop!"

Martin slammed on the brakes, not because he was worried that Barry would get playful and rummage through his things.

“My home changes along with my identity, and a lot of times my defense mechanisms kick in.

If you rush in without understanding these things and get hurt, I won't be able to rest tonight."

Speaking of defense mechanisms, everyone suddenly became excited, especially Bruce.

They had never seen any special reaction from the Martin family before, and there were several times when many criminals just rushed in.

As for the talisman in their hands, they lost interest after Barry demonstrated it once.

"Elaborate!"

Martin waved his hand and pushed away all four heads that came in front of him.

"This defense mechanism is so complicated that it would take more than a week to explain it all!"

Martin was not exaggerating. When he had nothing to do, he liked to tinker with his house.

These renovations did not disappear with his change of identity, but became part of the house. Who knows when those renovated areas will pop up.

Today Martin has become a soul-soothing general, so the talismans and formations he had prepared on the house to catch ghosts will be integrated together.

As for what these formations and spells specifically are, Martin was too lazy to remember them.

Anyway, those things won't hurt him, his parents or his friends, so why bother remembering him? He can fix it when there's a problem. "Wow, that's so perfunctory! You invited us here, don't be such a bummer! At least say something."

Barry is still the most active one. He is very young and very interested in everything, especially these exotic cultures with curious elements.

"Okay! This is what you asked for, don't regret it later."

Martin thought about it and did not reject Paris' request, but warned him in advance.

"Uh……"

Although Barry is playful, he is not a three-year-old child after all. After hearing what Marin said, he felt unsure again.

"It won't make a big noise, will it?"

"Don't worry! The noise will be small and won't harm anyone's life. I'm just worried that you will feel uncomfortable after watching the following demonstration."

Martin said what he was thinking truthfully, and then waited for Barry to give his answer, not in a hurry to hear his answer.

When a bunch of friends get together, the key is to have fun. How to play is not important, and the time does not matter at all.

"Then come on. I want to prove to you that after what happened with Reverse Flash, I am no longer the psychologically fragile novice I used to be!"

Barry patted his chest.

Martin nodded, reached into the house, grabbed a half-person-high black flag, and waved it high.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew up, sweeping up the dust all over the ground, rushing up into the sky and dispersing the dark clouds that had accumulated.

The ghosts from the human world were directly exposed in front of everyone. Their mighty force was a bit exaggerated, but they were definitely densely packed. They rushed directly to Zhenhun Street, walked along the street to the underworld, and then faced death.

Water ghosts, starving ghosts, hanged ghosts, dismembered ghosts, shot ghosts...

There are all kinds of ways to die, and the bloody scenes stimulate people's senses.

"This……"

Not to mention Barry, even Bruce and Diana found it difficult to accept these ghosts for a moment and turned their heads away.

Martin didn't intend to train a ghost catcher, nor did he have any intention of training Barry to withstand cruelty, so he quickly waved the flag and caught a ghost that had transformed into a fierce ghost and wanted to escape back to the human world.

"Come!"

He shouted softly, and the man who wanted to escape was stopped on the spot, and then was blown in front of Martin by the cold wind.

"vomit!"

When Barry, who had already controlled himself, saw the ghost detained by Martin, his defense broke down instantly and he vomited on the spot.

It's not Barry's fault that he's fragile. It's just that the ghost captured by Martin was too bloody. This guy's stomach was cut open when he was alive, his intestines and stomach were all over the floor, and all his internal organs could be seen clearly.

Although Barry is a forensic doctor, he is not the kind who performs autopsies. Moreover, this kind of evil spirit itself has the ability similar to a deterrent aura, which can make people feel scared.

It's normal for Barry to suddenly vomit when faced with all this.

Arthur turned away in disgust and complained to Martin: "Can't you catch a ghost with a better image?"

Martin directly retorted: "Brother, do you think this is a movie? How about I arrange a few more beautiful female ghosts in white and red clothes for you?"

"If a person is dead, how can he have a good image? It's good enough if he's not just a piece of rotten meat with maggots."

Although Martin said this, he still wrapped the evil spirit tightly with a flag, relieving everyone's eyes of the pain.

"Look at how pale you all are. Go and get some rest. As for the defense mechanism, I'll take you to study it tomorrow morning."

Martin opened the door, grabbed Barry who had just vomited, and invited everyone into his house.

After the Soul Street was formed, the Martin family's defense mechanism was activated, and the scene of dripping water everywhere in the morning was no longer there.

"My guest room is right there, the door is unlocked, go and choose it yourself!"

boom!
Martin put Barry on the sofa, then spread out the flag in his hand, and the evil spirit wrapped in it was immediately scared away.

He does not have the ambition of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to save the underworld.

Besides, after the game is over, you will just enter reincarnation and be reborn as someone else, which is no different from being torn apart.

Among the crowd, only Diana noticed what Martin had just done, but she didn't say much.

Diana knew nothing about the underworld or the so-called netherworld.

Even though the island of Paradise was located right above the Greek underworld, Diana only entered the underworld for the first time because her mother's soul was taken away by Hades some time ago.

"Martin, I want to sleep in the same room with you today!"

"what?"

Martin was startled by these words, and his hand waving the flag trembled, and he almost threw the flag out of the window.

Not only Martin was shocked, Bruce and the others who were choosing a room were also stunned on the spot. Although they did not look back, their ears perked up, wanting to know how things would develop next.

"Looking at you like that, I don't think anything is going to happen between us. I just want to have a normal sleep."

"Although I really want you to do something to me!"

Diana only said the second sentence in her heart.

"Well, actually I don't know why I am like this. Isn't it normal for them to sleep in the same bed, male and female?"

Although Martin was surprised, he didn't act serious.

A beautiful woman offered to stay in the same room with him. If he refused, where would Diana's face be?
Wow!

Martin shook his body, and the heavy armor on his body fell to the ground.

He gestured a spell, and the swords, guns, armor, and talismans all stood up by themselves and walked towards the collection room.

"Stop eavesdropping and go to bed."

Martin patted Barry on the head and pulled him up.

This kid is a speedster. As long as he gets over the psychological hurdle, physical problems will be a piece of cake.

"Don't bother, I didn't hear anything."

Barry vibrated his body at high speed, escaped from Martin, and rushed into a random guest room.

Bruce and the others felt Martin's gaze and hid in the guest room.

Diana didn't care about it. She remembered Martin's room and went to take a shower.

Martin was too lazy to take a shower, so he just cast a spell to cleanse his body, put on some laundry, and got into bed.

Not long after, a soft body crawled into Martin's arms, with a faint scent of shower gel.

"Goodnight, boyfriend!"

After Diana finished speaking, she put her arms around Martin's head and rested her face on his chest, and then she did nothing else.

"Goodnight, Diana!"

Martin said softly, then felt sleepy and fell asleep holding Diana.

Before falling asleep, he saw a corner of Huang Tian and the vast Huang Tian army bowed to him, then turned around and followed Zhang Jue, walking into the light without leaving a word.

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