The cannon fodder of quick time travel loves jumping

Chapter 228 Completing it in one second is also a sin. (2)

Qiao Zhen pretended to be stupid and stunned, "I have been pretending to be working and appearing in front of you as an adult. I am really tired. It's time to confess. In fact, I am only 12 years old. This year is my last Children's Day. Little Brother, you won’t deprive me of the last Children’s Day madly, will you? Although I’m in the state of a soul now, and I’ve become a jade pendant, I didn’t ask you for a gift. I just want to go out and play for a while, can’t I? "

Hearing her eloquent words, Cheng Zhao raised his brows and continued to do things silently.

Qiao Zhen didn't hear Cheng Zhao respond to her for a long time, so she could only shut up angrily.

I can't go anywhere, my eyes can only be on the ceiling, and I still dare not turn over, which is really tormenting.

There was a rustling sound, and Cheng Zhao had already gotten into the soft gray quilt. He turned over and turned his back to the bedside table where the jade pendant was, seeming to mutter a few words silently in his mouth.

Strangely, Qiao Zhen felt that the constraints on her body were disappearing little by little, and her soul was floating out of Yu Perry little by little, "Hehe, thank you, little brother."

Cheng Zhao ignored her, just buried his head in the quilt, as if he was too lazy to talk to her.

Qiao Zhen happily floated around in Cheng Zhao's bedroom, but when she encountered a transparent barrier at the door of the bedroom, she frowned, "Little brother, did you cast some spell on your body to make it so I can't be a certain distance away from you?"

Cheng Zhao looked in the direction of the voice, but could only see the plain bedroom, "Yes."

Qiao Zhen didn't ask any more questions. She took advantage of Cheng Zhao to fall asleep and observed Cheng Zhao closely. Although she kept calling him little brother, he was too old to respond to "little brother" and call him "old brother". More or less, he looked to be in his thirties.Referring to the setting that the target of the mission always looks younger than his age, Cheng Zhao must be in his late thirties.

Sherlock Holmes is really on the line.

Moreover, it is impossible for Cheng Zhao to plot the life of an unknown person for no reason.

So there must be something inside.

Qiao Zhen sat on the bedside table with her chin in her hands and looked at Cheng Zhao, tapping her finger on her cheek in boredom. [Dog system, can you undo this spell? 】

Xiao Ling: [I can't. 】

Qiao Zhen: [Ha!It’s a battle between technology and the mysterious power of the East, and you actually give in? 】

Xiao Ling: [The aggressive method is useless. 】

Qiao Zhen: [Who rarely uses the aggressive method, you are telling the truth, you are a glass-hearted system. 】

Xiaoling was so angry that he untied the spell on Qiao Zhen directly, 【That's not the truth!Do not believe you look!The power of science and technology is much more powerful than the mysterious power of the East! 】

Qiao Zhen slowly left Cheng Zhao's bedroom, 【Well, yes, stupid system. 】

Xiao Ling complained to Qiao Zhen in a murmur, that even though the technology was stronger than the mysterious power of the East, it still scolded itself for being stupid!This woman is simply too much!

Qiao Zhen was wandering around the brightly lit commercial street, and Xiao Ling realized that it had released Qiao Zhen from Cheng Zhao's side. It immediately screamed in terror, and Qiao Zhen blocked it directly in annoyance.

The commercial streets of big cities are always very lively at night. The streets are bustling with people and there is an endless stream of people.But the only thing that made Qiao Zhen feel weird was that the old beggar sitting on the flower bed was begging with a bowl in his hand, but they all hurried past him as if no one could see him.

The clothes on the old beggar were tattered, and there were flies around him, which made him smelly, but instead of avoiding him, the passers-by held their noses in amazement and took a few steps back when passing him. Then hurried past him.

Qiao Zhen drifted over and smelled a sour smell, which almost drove her away. She immediately covered her nose and mouth with her hands and retreated to a place where the smell was slightly less severe.But she had a bigger doubt in her heart. How could the bustling commercial street allow this old beggar to exist?

The old beggar smiled obscenely, and he waved at Qiao Zhen, "Little girl, why are you trying to survive in this area at such a young age?"

Qiao Zhen pointed to herself in disbelief, "Can you see me?"

The old beggar waved his hand unhappily, "What are you talking about, can't you see me?"

"You are also a ghost!"

"Yes." The old beggar stood up tremblingly with his walking stick. He raised his walking stick and knocked it on the ground with a "dumb". The tattered clothes on his body turned into clean and silky ancient robes. Walking to Qiao Zhen, "Little girl, can you answer my question now?"

Qiao Zhen stared at the old beggar with wide eyes, "You, you are a ghost!"

The old beggar was also surprised, "The little girl knows a lot, but she doesn't know. Where did the little girl know it? If you can't explain why, don't blame the old man for being cruel." He spread his five fingers, and suddenly there was a strong wind blowing all around. The walking stick also floats in the air with black mist.

Qiao Zhen's hair was shaved flying, and she raised her hand to brush away the hair that hit her face, "You just said that! I can see you, and you can see me. If I am a ghost, you must be a ghost too!" And what you did just now shows that you are a ghost!"

The old beggar asked again with a ferocious face full of fat, "Then why do you think I am a ghost instead of a god or an ordinary kid?"

Qiao Zhen rolled his eyes silently, "Because of your robe! Look at your clothes and then mine. You are not from my era at all, and what you just showed is enough to prove that You are not an ordinary ghost. As for ghosts and gods, please wake up, ghosts and gods are also gods, they are enshrined in temples, will they be reduced to begging on the street?"

The old beggar said "Oh", the surrounding wind stopped suddenly, and he returned to his kind and kind appearance, "I see that you seem to be very clever, why don't you follow me to the underworld?"

Qiao Zhen's eyes lit up, and she nodded immediately, "Yeah! Okay, I haven't been to the underworld yet!"

When she was in the main body, the heavens had very strict management on the whereabouts of fairies at that time. The three levels of demons, ghosts, and humans were not allowed to cross the boundary unless there were special tasks.

The old beggar took Qiao Zhen to the ghost gate, but it was actually just a dark cloud over the most prosperous commercial street in Kyoto. As long as you pass through this dark cloud, you will be teleported to Naihe Bridge.There are Bi'an flowers on both sides of the Naihe Bridge, and they are Bi'an flowers with human faces on the flowers.

"Are they waiting for someone?" Qiao Zhen asked the old man in front of him while watching.

The old man answered her cheerfully, "Yes! They are all people who sincerely wait for their lover, and those who lose patience after waiting have already gone to reincarnation."

Crossing the Naihe Bridge, there is a long corridor, which is filled with black mist and is extremely weird.

But it is the ghost world after all. If it wasn’t weird, they would probably be embarrassed to call themselves the ghost world.

The old man is actually a member of the gatekeeper of the ghost world, known as the old beggar, guarding the junction of the ghost world and the devil world, but recently the world is peaceful, so he went to be lazy.

But what is the noise in the ghost world?Qiao Zhen looked at the old man and raised his eyebrows in doubt.

The old man explained: "The king of Yama was reincarnated decades ago, and the concubine of the king of hell went with him. The younger brothers of the king of hell are taking the opportunity to collude to usurp the throne."

Qiao Zhen was stunned, "Huh?! The position of the King of Hell can also be usurped?!"

The old man looked at her like a country bumpkin entering the city, and couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority, "Yes, we still have brothels in the ghost world, and those ghost concubines, oh, those figures are so exquisite."

(End of this chapter)