After pompom enters Hades

The wailing ghost also looked skinny. Just now, he was just lying on the mound and howling dryly, but seeing the entire funeral team buried in it, he burst into tears from fright, and stammered:

"Ghost, ghost city... what's wrong?"

But before Hei Wuchang opened his mouth, the crying ghost suddenly realized, and quickly kowtowed to admit his mistake: "My lord, the little ones are indeed detrimental to the atmosphere of the ghost town. The little ones shouldn't go to snatch the ghost corpse when they see it, let alone the employer doesn't want to bury it." I have to bury it! If I can’t ask for three thousand silver, I will cut the employer into pieces and bury it together, which is even more wrong!"

juvenile:"……"

Heiwuchang: "I didn't ask you these things."

The crying ghost hiccupped: "Huh?"

The young man said coldly: "The ghosts in the ghost city, why did they die?"

In fact, normal ghosts will also "die", but only when they are wiped out can they be considered dead in the true sense. This kind of situation is extremely rare, and most of them will disappear forever in the world, and a very small number will turn into extremely powerful ghosts——聻.

But he never broke his neck, broke his back, and died.

"My lord doesn't know about the ghosts in the ghost city?" The crying spirit ghost was even more confused. He stared at the young man with squinted eyes for a moment, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and recognized the person in front of him: "You are the young man from the house at the end of the alley. , moved here more than 30 years ago? You also bought the whole section at the end of the alley and sprinkled a lot of white ashes to prevent people from entering?"

The boy raised his eyebrows: "You were carrying the coffin out of my yard just now, and now you know who I am?"

The weeping ghost patted his thigh and stomped his feet: "The little one is Ma Ganzhang from Yandai Hutong, sir, don't you remember the little one? You have been away from home for 22 years, and when you come back, your appearance has changed, but your tone of voice has not changed." , so cold and frightening..."

It turned out that when Master Pluto first arrived in the ghost town, he looked like a little kitten with teeth and claws, which was quite capable of bluffing, Hei Wuchang smiled helplessly in his heart.

Boy: "I've been casted once, and my appearance will definitely change."

The weeping ghost was stunned, and looked at the young man with admiration in his eyes: "My lord, you can actually be reincarnated? Ghosts who escaped from the underworld and entered the ghost city, no matter how much money they get, there is no chance of reincarnation. You how..."

The boy told the truth: "It's just a relationship."

The eyes of the weeping old ghost flashed brightly, as if he also wanted to ask for a relationship, but he didn't have the guts at all, so he could only envy him:

"Even those ghosts with extremely high morals in the city don't have such a strong relationship!"

Heiwuchang: "I can't explain clearly in 3 minutes, why ghosts die, and you don't have to live."

The weeping ghost was so frightened that he remembered the fate of his funeral team, and hurriedly stumbled and told everything he knew.

"Isn't it because the old city lord wants to turn into a ghost? Now that we lonely ghosts have defected from the underworld, we can no longer reincarnate. A day when you don’t have any five senses?”

"Thousands of years ago, the old city lord—the dead tree old ghost we call now—ruled the ghost city and said that he could teach us how to transform ghosts into ghosts."

"It's not that ghosts die, that's nothing. It's that the ghost energy is gradually restrained, so that the ghost body that was originally cloudy and foggy can be solidified, so that the ghost can be made more like a living person. If it continues to gather The ghost aura is getting stronger and stronger, and finally it is as solid as a rock, so don't we just upgrade to a slut?"

The boy looked at Heiwuchang.

Hei Wuchang nodded, leaned over and whispered: "Although the condensed matter is definitely not 聻, it is also feasible, but it cannot be melted out after 5000 years."

The crying spirit old ghost smiled obsequiously, and then said: "My lords, to tell you the truth, the ghosts in the ghost city have been cultivating for hundreds of years, and they are in the middle stage. The ghost qi is not hard enough, but it has become brittle. , Hanging, dismembering, falling to death... the method of death is the same as that of a living person."

Perhaps it was the infinite admiration and longing for the living. This old ghost, who had been dead for an unknown number of years, was actually very proud when he talked about being able to die like a living person.

"It's like this girl who went from house to house to be a snail girl, coaxing her into land deeds to get rich and kill her. She has to be exposed every seven to eighty years. It's better to hang yourself than to be beheaded, right?"

"Anyway, there is an order in the ghost city, and the crime of the dead ghost will be written off. The ghost corpse was blown and beaten into the grave by our brothers. It was buried in it for 20 years, and it came out as a good ghost! No matter how miserable the injury, 20 years can still be killed by ghosts. Slowly added..."

The crying old ghost seemed to have remembered something again, and began to complain bitterly: "Actually, the dead tree old ghost is not a good thing. His ghostly spirit is too tight, and his arms and legs are like dead tree forks. Yeah, it looks like the infiltrator..."

"There are even more bad things done, forcibly robbing female ghosts, torturing and killing ghosts at every turn... The ghost corpses that are brought out of his mansion every day are truckloads of truckloads, hey!"

Boy: "The underworld is so big, do you have to stay in this ghost town and get killed?"

The weeping ghost had a bitter face: "Of course there are ghosts fleeing outside! Over the years, the ghosts in the ghost city, those who escaped and died, have been buried in graves for most of the time... Although this city is good, but Looking at it now, it is not as good as a lonely ghost in a village outside the city."

"But villains are for funerals. Those new towns and villages in the distance, the ghosts inside are still ghosts, and they can't die. Who will bury the little ones?"

Seeing the weeping ghost kneeling on the ground, pretending to be wiping away his tears, the young man ignored him, but moved closer to Hei Wuchang and said in a low voice:

"This king shouldn't have jumped into the Abyss of Bone 500 years ago."

Hei Wuchang hadn't had time to feel overwhelmed, when he heard the boy continue to say: "If I had known that the ghosts in this ghost town are so easy to deceive, wouldn't it be better for me to come to this ghost town to subdue the lonely souls, to support my own self-respect and fight against the heavens?"

Heiwuchang: "Master, this..."

The young man was thoughtful: "It doesn't seem too late now."

Hei Wuchang pondered for a moment, and finally suggested: "My lord, there are more than one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers in the heavenly court. If you want to make a plan, you must not fight hard, but you need to plan carefully."

Boy: "..." I was just joking.

Hei Wuchang bowed his body, his eyes were extremely serious: "Rong Wushe plans for a hundred years, and he will definitely be able to dedicate the entire underworld to the Lord."

juvenile:"……"

The weeping ghost listened to the whispers of the two intermittently, and was almost frightened crazy. Isn't it enough that an old ghost with a dead tree who tortured and killed ghosts came to this ghost town?

Here comes another lunatic who wants to attack Heaven with pebbles and stones?

This young man looks handsome, if he can really buy people's hearts...

The weeping ghost never thought that the person in front of him came to the underworld alive. He believed in his heart that the young man in front of him was reincarnated for 20 years and died again.The ghost was so frightened that weeping, he hurriedly persuaded:

"My lord, in fact, although the ghosts in this ghost city cannot reincarnate, they also have other means... In and outside the city, some powerful ghosts with profound knowledge have found a way to escape from the underworld and enter the underworld. They even captured the soul of a little girl!"

Boy: "Where is the living soul now?"

Crying ghost: "Originally, the ghost wanted to keep the living soul well and not let her run around. Who would have thought that the news was known by the dead tree old ghost, who said that he wanted to welcome the bride tomorrow and marry him as room No. 19?" Concubine, hehehe!"

Boy: "What are you laughing at?"

The crying old ghost froze.

Boy: "Bury it."

But just when Heiwuchang bowed to accept the order and raised his hand to bury him, his expression suddenly changed, and he pulled the boy to hide behind a tombstone.

There is no sky in the underworld, and when you look up, you can only see the dark chaos, but at this time, there are two golden tracks across the sky, like shooting stars, but much slower.

It landed far away at the gate of the city in the distance, and entered the city in human form.

"That's a heavenly general," Hei Wuchang said in a deep voice with a serious expression, "Even ghost soldiers and ghost generals haven't entered this barren land in the ghost city for hundreds of years. What is Heavenly Court trying to do?"

The young man slowly hid the soul stone powder in his hand into his pocket. He has been relying on these to keep his soul awake, but the aura of Pluto's soul is too obvious. If Heaven knows that Pluto is not dead...

How could this cauldron of murdering Pluto be held on the head of Hades?

The young man suppressed the depression in his heart, and muttered in a low voice: "It's hard to find this piece of fat in the ghost city, and the Heavenly Court has already set its sights on it...Damn it! My main body is still in its infancy, so I can't confront the Heavenly Court now."

In normal times, meeting two heavenly generals is definitely not something to be afraid of, but the bad thing is that the meaning behind the chaotic city of Ghost City is too sensitive.

The most sensible behavior now is to leave the ghost city immediately, no matter what the heavens are plotting in the ghost city, don't worry about it.Wait until the gluttonous body passes through its fragile infancy and swallows enough Yin Qi before making any plans.

But there is still Yan Jingjing in the ghost town.

The weeping ghost didn't know why the two adults were hiding, so he got into the grave in fright, and threw the skinny man playing the suona out.

The young man came up with a cool idea, walked out from behind the tombstone, raised his foot and kicked the grave: "You funeral team, do another funeral tomorrow."

The weeping ghost poked its head out from the grave, and said tremblingly: "My lord, there is no team, and I am the only ghost left..."

Hei Wuchang flicked his sleeves tacitly, and all the members of the funeral team emerged neatly from the grave.

The young man walked over and blew a few breaths: "Wake up, today is not the time to die, save it for tomorrow. Listen to me, you eighteen ghosts, tomorrow you will make a mighty one for yourself." Funeral."

The dozen or so ghosts who had just stood up from the grave after being pleasantly surprised by their resurrection, were so frightened that they almost went back again, looking at the boy with trepidation.

The young man imitated Director Liu's tone of voice, and said in a lecture: "Just one request, this funeral must be done with style, scale, and the highest level of your professional funeral team, and suppress the city lord's wedding team!"