Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Shang Yunzheng felt that there was no need to explain what he did to an earthbound spirit.

But after hearing her question, she subconsciously replied: "Didn't you suffer from that one just now?"

It's good not to mention it, but when Gu Ruojiao was mentioned, she remembered that she was stabbed by a mahogany sword.

But she was very curious: "Are you going in to fight that evil spirit?"

"Ah."

"Then... can you give me a little bit of the Yin Qi in your body first?"

Shang Yunzheng originally wanted to ask why.

But it soon occurred to her that if she asked this, she was sure that they would not be able to get out after entering, so she stocked up food for herself in advance!

He just flicked her head in the air.

Gu Ruojiao covered her forehead in pain, she didn't dare to be angry or speak out, she was very soft: "If you don't give it, then don't give it."

Why are you still playing ghosts!

At first glance, he has no temper, no wonder he doesn't have much resentment.

"If you know it hurts, don't follow in." Shang Yunzheng was doing her best.

There is nothing evil about this earthbound spirit, it's just that she is too curious, and if she really does something later, she will only suffer from it by being on the sidelines.

Shang Yunzheng withdrew his gaze and looked at Yun Qiyang: "Go in."

I saw his pale face, obviously because he knew there was a ghost next to him, and he was frightened.

Stumblingly, he gestured with his hands: "Uncle, uncle, do you have that, that?"

Shang Yunzheng: "It's just a small earthbound spirit."

Gu Ruojiao, who was standing at the entrance of the alley, was dissatisfied with his choice of words: "I'm not young!"

Shang Yunzheng just glanced at her head, without denying it.

Gu Ruojiao felt that this look was quite insulting.

But when they entered, Gu Ruojiao still followed.

"Not afraid of death?" He glanced at her.

Gu Ruojiao shook her head and nodded again: "I've already died once, and if there was a fight, I would stay far away."

She looked very proud, as if she was so smart.

Shang Yunzheng didn't try to persuade her anymore, anyway, he reminded her that if something happened, she would ask for it.

Two people and one ghost entered the alley again.

As before, even at noon, the alley was still very cold and damp.

Occasionally, the sun shines in through the gaps between the buildings, but it only falls on the top two floors.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier that cut off the sunlight.

The little ghost walked next to Shang Yunzheng, sucking the yin energy from his body against the clock.

Her mouth didn't stop, she was chattering, probably because she had never met anyone who could see her, she became excited after being surprised.

"Let me tell you, the evil spirit inside is terrifying."

"Oh? How scary?"

"Very, very scary." The little ghost was exaggerating. "She killed many people and ate a lot of undead. Do you know how long she lived?"

"How long?" Shang Yunzheng was very generous.

The little ghost began to count with his fingers, but he became a little confused when he counted halfway: "How many years is it now?"

Shang Yunzheng was not surprised, the earth-bound spirit was a particularly confused kind of ghost.

Most of them couldn't remember why they were trapped in this place before they turned into evil spirits or dissipated.

An earthbound spirit as lively as her is actually very rare.

And the little ghost forgets how many years it is now, which does not prevent her from continuing to count down. Of course, she gave up very quickly.

"Anyway, she has lived for many years! At least 80 years!" He also summed up himself.

Shang Yunzheng knew what she said was true.

From the style of the archway alone, it is possible to roughly infer the age of the evil spirit's death.

I saw her approaching mysteriously, trying to reach his ear on tiptoe.

Obviously no one would see her except him, but she still pretended to be mysterious and lowered her voice.

"Do you know how she died?"

That soft and waxy voice is like cotton candy.

Shang Yunzheng felt his ears itch, subconsciously lowered his voice, and asked following her words.

"How did you die?"