The host of Kuaichuan is super rich

Chapter 505 No. 9 Huaiyin Street 32
Under Qin Wushuang's feet was an arch bridge made of stone slabs.

And beside her—

Unprepared!

It was the man named Zhong Liang. When the man saw Qin Wushuang, he didn't seem surprised at all!
Under the dim light at this moment, the man's handsome eyebrows and eyes seemed to pass through this thin layer of light!

If it wasn't for the fact that something was wrong here, Qin Wushuang would have thought about admiring the man!
"Miss Qin."

Zhongliang's voice is warm and moist, and her tone is slightly evoked. When she is called by her name, it is like a fine cello.

It is heart-pleasing.

It seemed that it was just to call her, after saying that, Zhong Liang looked forward.

There are crowds of people coming and going on the arch bridge, but these crowds have no shadows, and they walk stiffly step by step.

It seems to be walking dead, but there is no real body.

On the other side of the arch bridge, there are some ancient buildings with red lanterns hanging outside the windows. There are hawkers selling food, fragrant food, toys that children like, and all kinds of bustle that should be in a busy city.

This is like another market.

It's just less popular than the bazaars in the world, and the atmosphere here is all gloomy.

If you look closely, you can still see the white bones on the faces of some people, with black blood, or blood red flesh and blood.

hanging on people.

Their faces are not ferocious, perhaps because they are in their own world.

"Zhong Liang, do you know where this place is?"

"It is said that the passage that will only be opened during the Lantern Festival of this year is to enter another world. You can call this a ghost town."

Zhongliang spoke in a light and elegant manner, as if nothing could cause him to stir up waves.
"Then you've been here?"

Zhong Liang shook his head, his beautiful eyebrows looked towards the opposite bank like falling stars.

"I've only seen such records in ancient books. To open this portal, a specific person must follow a specific process at a specific moment."

"You mean, I'm that specific person? So when I go home to worship my mother on the Mid-Autumn Festival this time, it's all in other people's schemes?"

Zhongliang didn't speak, but Qin Wushuang sighed.

"So I think everybody in the street probably knows about it! What do they want me to do in here?"

"Zhong Liang, why did you come here?"

Zhong Liang looked at the girl in front of him who was not panicked, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Probably he wants to find a treasure that can only be found here."

"What baby?" Qin Wushuang just asked, regardless of whether he would say it or not.

"Let's talk as we go, Miss Qin, I didn't expect to come here with you and be ignored by the ghosts here."

This made Zhong Liang feel very surprised.

They walked towards the other side of the arch bridge, Qin Wushuang looked at Zhong Liang, and then at this place.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she grabbed Zhong Liang's hand!

Qin Wushuang didn't look at Zhong Liang when he caught it, but just looked straight ahead, as if unconscious.

Zhong Liang felt the sudden softness in his hands, and he didn't let go, but directly clasped his fingers together, clasping Qin Wushuang's hand.

Then, the two of them had a tacit understanding and neither of them said anything about it.

Go to the other side together.

"Mom, why is brother and sister holding hands different from mother?"

A little boy next to him, about one meter long, looked at Qin Wushuang and Zhong Liang, and asked in confusion.

(End of this chapter)