Zhang Qiling followed Yin Qiumu closely, and for the first time he felt that he was still too weak.

Looking at the ancient and fragrant room in front of him, Yin Qiaomu nodded with satisfaction, bent down and rubbed Di Ting's little head, "Thank you for leading the way~"

"Ah! Aaaaaaaaaa!" Ah! My idol touched me!

Di Ting rolled over in excitement, then left the room in a daze.

Not long after Di Ting left, a huge scream was heard from the underworld, and the miserable wails became louder and louder.

Yin Qiumu went to the bathroom to take a shower. After all, he was covered in dust from running back and forth.

It took them about half an hour to change into the clothes prepared in the closet.

Yin Qiaomu was wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with plum blossom branches, extending from the waist to the shoulders, with a golden rim.

If Chenpi were here, he would definitely be distracted, because Yin Qiumu looks very much like Er Yuehong.

The young man was wearing a black and gold robe, but it was more neat than Yin Qiaomu's, and he looked very handsome with the belt and boots.

Yin Qiaomu stroked his chin and looked at the boy. "The boy is so handsome!"

The young man felt a little embarrassed, pursed his lips, and subconsciously wanted to put on his hood, but touched nothing.

Fortunately, a knock on the door broke the young man's embarrassment, and Zhang Qiling pretended to be calm and went to open the door.

A man in a black and white ancient robe and a tall hat stood at the door. "Heibai Wuchang greets you, sir!"

Yin Qiumu was holding the fan that his sister had given him, which he had taken out of his bag. He was waving it in front of his chest, pretending to be a master.

"Is there a problem?"

Bai Wuchang took a step forward with a smile and said, "Sir, I am here to give you a token. Tomorrow when you go to the underworld to guard those things, you will not be offended by some blind people."

Yin Qiumu suddenly remembered something. In the ranking list he saw when he passed by before, there were people named Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu. Aren’t they the human names of the Black and White Impermanence?

"I remember seeing your names in a tomb full of tablets in Yunding Palace."

Bai Wuchang was still smiling, and his expression seemed a little sad. Hei Wuchang, who had been silent, spoke.

"My Lord, that is the real Yunding Palace, not the place that was transformed later. Those tablets... you may have forgotten that you set them up for us."

Bai Wuchang retreated and pulled Hei Wuchang's sleeve, "Sir, we are leaving first. Have a good rest. It is a bit cold in the underworld at night. The thick quilt is in the cabinet."

"We will deliver the food to you two. If you have any instructions, just call our names."

Yin Qiumu always felt that the people here seemed to have an unrelieved sadness, and it was related to him.

Yin Qiaomu looked at the two of them and thought of Luo Que and the others. "Thank you. You should also go to bed early."

It was just a simple sentence, but it made them very happy. “Okay!”

The two of them edited "Black and White Impermanence Farewell!"

In an instant, the two disappeared, revealing their faces outside the door.

There are dots of fluorescent light, like the scene after dusk, not completely dark, but no light either.

The only light source is an unknown fluorescent object, which looks like a star but moves back and forth.

It was clearly not there when I came?

Yin Qiaomu closed the door and turned on a lamp.

"This is a great feeling. I can experience the life of the ancients!"

Zhang Qiling sat on the chair, staring at the lamp in a daze. Yin Qiumu saw that he was in a daze and looked around the room.

All the items are unique and valuable. Any one of them is worth a collection.

The color scheme is what he likes, and everything inside is of his favorite style and material.

"It's like I've lived here before..."

Yin Qiaomu stroked the photo frame on the cabinet, which contained a photo of him and a stranger.

That person is very seductive and beautiful.

That’s right, it’s a man, a man who can be described as beautiful and seductive.

Yin Qiaomu stared at his eyes and couldn't help but fall in love with them. "These eyes are so beautiful..."

The young man behind him held his hand and fastened the photo frame to the cabinet.

Yin Qiaomu turned around in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Qiling looks seriously "sleepy"

"Oh~ Then turn off the lights and go to bed. I'm tired too!"

Yin Qiumu turned off the lights, and the young man maliciously put the photo frame on the table, then secretly touched his face.

Still handsome...

Lying on the carved wooden bed, smelling the pear fragrance emanating from the wood and covered with a soft quilt, Yin Qiumu slept very soundly.

The little fox nestled comfortably on his owner's head, covered himself with his tail, licked his lips, and slept soundly.

Di Ting was guarding outside the yard, smiling even when he was sleeping. His idol had returned, the master of the underworld had returned, and the underworld would soon return to its original state.

The people in the underworld slept very soundly. Their master had returned, and they would soon return to their former prosperity and regain their previous strength.

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