What are you making a fuss about?

Jing Yun lowered his eyes, "Be careful yourself."

"I don't regret dying, it's up to you, get out as soon as possible." The man shook his head, "Make a decision quickly."

"Okay." Jing Yun nodded.

"In the bag are the Summoning Talisman of the Chu family and the key to enter the mountain. Remember not to be found out." The man warned, "The things he has kept for ten years are now handed over to you..."

"It's going to rain," Jing Yun looked up at the sky, "Be careful yourself." The man turned around smartly, waved his hand at Jing Yun, and strode away. The corners of his plain white clothes swayed wantonly in the wind, and disappeared into the Qianmo.

Jing Yun stared blankly at the figure of the man, and after a while, he bent down and picked up the bag on the ground, took out the amulet and key from a pile of gold, and left the gold by the roadside.

When he got back into the car, Xie Xiao was still awake, and the horse raised its hoof slowly after he got into the car.

Jing Yun pinched the key in his hand, and the sharp corners hurt the bones.

Soon, everything is coming soon, what he reads, what he thinks, what he has been waiting for for seven years.

Xie Xiaomeng grumbled, his hand slipped from the wooden window, Jing Yun's eyes slowly moved to him, it was almost over and it was almost over.

Jing Yun collected the things, took out a brocade handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped Xie Xiao's forehead, looking at his face a little lost, is it over?Is it over...

Suddenly Xie Xiao opened his eyes, staring at him blankly with light blue eyes, Jing Yun paused, and just about to stop, but Xie Xiao held him down.

The guard in Xie Xiao's eyes disappeared completely the moment his eyes touched Jing Yun, "What are you doing?" Xie Xiao asked hoarsely, and slowly loosened his fingers while speaking.

Jing Yun: "..." Wipe poison on you.

Xie Xiao rubbed his neck and sat up straight. "Did you put something on my face?" Xie Xiao glanced at Jing Yun, still not fully awake.

Jing Yun: "..."

"Are you dizzy?" Jing Yun asked tentatively after thinking about it.

"A little..." Xie Xiao picked up the kettle and poured a mouthful of water,

"you……"

"What's wrong?" Xie Xiao asked.Jing Yun immediately shook his head, "No...it's nothing."

Xie Xiao stared at him helplessly, feeling aggrieved, he didn't let people sleep well last night, and now he still doesn't let people sleep, what is this man trying to do?Just because I teased him for a little while yesterday?

"When will it be?" Jing Yun changed the subject.Lifting the curtain and looking out the window, "Soon... we will catch up with Yayoi and the others soon."

"Hmm..." Jing Yun nodded.

"Did you get off the car just now?" Xie Xiao asked.Jing Yun was surprised, "No..."

"It's all mud, who are you lying to?" Xie Xiao tapped Jing Yun's cuff in distaste, and there were some mud spots on it, which should have been accidentally stained when he picked up things just now.

"What did you do?"

Jing Yun: "..."

Suddenly, he felt that the medicine he gave didn't seem to have any effect, and the medicine didn't seem to affect Xie Xiao either.

"Pick up something."

"what?"

"Paper." Jing Yun said something indiscriminately.After hearing this, Xie Xiao's face changed greatly, "You, you... just wiped my face with this handkerchief, didn't you?" Then he said angrily, "No, no, you used my face to wipe your handkerchief..."

Jing Yun opened his mouth halfway, not knowing how to argue.

What I said casually was inexplicably connected with what happened later, which felt very strange.

"Lan Yin, you..." Xie Xiao sighed violently, "It's really..."

"No, not this one. The dropped veil was dirty and I didn't pick it up." Jing Yun unfolded the veil for him to see, "This one is clean."

Xie Xiao looked carefully at the Jinpa and snorted softly, "Ghosts will believe you."

Jing Yun: "..."

"Go back to Tianshan, don't hurt me." Xie Xiao threw the handkerchief to him.

"Why?" Jing Yun didn't know why.

"What else do you want? Lan Yin?" Xie Xiao was a little helpless, it was clear that you were playing tricks behind your back, and you still looked innocent.

"In front of my master and wife, save some face."

"Okay." Jing Yun nodded, Xie Xiao is not going to pursue the matter just now?

After calming down, Jing Yun became a little annoyed. The perspiration medicine given by the man had no effect at all, and he said that he could sleep for a day with a little bit. What is it called a day's sleep?Wake up as soon as you move.

white ghost

There is no day and night in the underworld, the sky is full of dark red soul color, the water of Wangchuan rises and recedes, the flowers on the other side bloom and fall, and the bells of hell are heard far away.

Emperor Yan Luo sat high in the hall, and his highness was kneeling alone. His back was straight but his head was drooping. The will-o'-the-wisp was burning vigorously. In the glare of the fire, a pale face was revealed under his messy hair.

"What other arguments do you have?" The emperor's calm and prestige voice echoed in the hall.

The man below slowly raised his head, smiled for no reason, "Indisputable."

The emperor was silent for a long time, sighed deeply, and finally said, "Receive the punishment, strip off the spiritual weapon, three thousand ghost whips..."

After finishing speaking, two ghost servants appeared beside the hall, handcuffed the ghost rope, and escorted the man down.

"My lord...why just now..." a ghost messenger asked in a low voice.

The man said flatly: "It should be like this, what is there to argue about."

"It is clear that the big man was killed..."

"no……"

……

The Ghost Realm Castle was as quiet and peaceful as ever. A few ghost boys were lying on the ground happily drawing some patterns, and there were a lot of ghosts in the tea shop making jokes.

The white ghost was handcuffed with ghost shackles, and the chains on her feet dragged on the ground with a "rustling" sound. The ghost guard who was escorting her sighed and shook his head.

Suddenly there was a commotion, and a ghost boy rushed out of a narrow alley. The man was covered with dirt, and recklessly bumped into the white ghost's arms, screaming "ah-------".

Afterwards, a whip swept back and struck the white ghost's arm.

"My lord, this is an evil spirit, please get out of the way." The visitor walked up to her, holding the Soul Devouring Cord in his hand, and his tone was very rude.

The white ghost glanced at the Tong Ling in his arms, then slowly raised his head and said, "I remember that to kill the evil spirits, Yama of the Fourth Palace personally drafted the documents. Do you have any?"

Both of them were stunned, "If there is no one, please ask the ghost to send the adults to fetch it. It is a felony to have a soul in the underworld."

The ghost guard who was escorting the white ghost also stood there, stunned for a long time before whispering: "Your Excellency, it's better not to go into this muddy water."

The white ghost ignored him, and gently let go of Tong Ling.

"My lord taught you the right thing, you guys go get the documents right away." Just now, the ghost of the whip said in a strange way, and the two turned and left resentfully.

"With this appearance, I really think that I am something, eat it..."

"That's right, I really think I'm still an adult..."

The ghost with the whip scolded.

Tong Ling froze, and looked up at the white ghost after a while.

His eyes were loose and he said: "It's not wrong... Do you want to die too..."

"That's right." The white ghost smiled at him, "You don't have to die."

The ghost guard who was escorting her reminded in a low voice: "My lord, it's about to be late..."

The white ghost squatted down and patted Guitong's head, "There is nothing wrong, so you must not die." After speaking, he dragged his ankles and followed the two of them to hell.

……

The No.19 floor of hell is specially prepared for punishing ghosts, which is heavier than the punishment for human souls.

Three thousand ghost whips were beaten in ten days, and the white ghost went to the nineteenth floor every day to receive the punishment, and then was taken to the fourth floor of Niejing Hell to be imprisoned.

On the fifth day, another soul came from the Nie Jing Hell, perhaps because he was too young when he died, and the karmic fire of the burning soul was a small ball, huddled in a corner, lonely, and I don’t know when it will be extinguished .

When the white ghost was sober and bored, he would talk to him, asking him what his last name was when he was alive, where he lived, what crime he committed to come here, how long he would be in the ghost prison, and whether he would like to be reincarnated after he got out.

Xu was burning his soul, the ghost sat motionless in the fire, never answered her, it was always the white ghost talking to himself.

On the seventh day, the white ghost came back very early, looked at the ball of karma and said quietly: "Seeing that you are bored, I will tell you some interesting things."

The small ball of fire flinched suddenly, and the white ghost said, "Once upon a time there was a very good village, and the village was full of kind villagers. This village was a paradise, and there were many treasures in it. People break the rules here."

"There is a girl in the village who stands foolishly on the small road in front of the village all day, leading the lost people into the village and telling them the direction." The white ghost looked at the ground, "Suddenly one day, the intersection came. A good-looking man, um..."

"The very beautiful one, as beautiful as the stars and the moon...the words are also beautiful, and the flowers you pick are also beautiful..." The white ghost moved his handcuffed wrists, looked up at the group of business not far away Huo, "The girl has never seen such a good-looking person..."

"The passer-by told the girl the scenery outside the village, told the interesting things that happened along the way, and said that if there was a chance, he would take the girl out to see it together. The girl was very happy. Except for her friend in the village, no one had ever Treat her so well." The white ghost's eyes suddenly lit up.

"The girl was also a passer-by a long time ago. She came to the village for a long time and never went out. Hearing what the man said, I couldn't help but feel a little hopeful."

"The man said to the girl, 'If he can drink a sip of the well water in the village, his death will be worth it'." As he spoke, the white ghost's eyes dimmed.

"The story is so long." The will-o'-the-wisp on the opposite side suddenly said.The white ghost looked up at him in surprise, and then said, "Yes, it's been a long time..."

"That well is a sacred object of the village, ordinary villagers cannot enter it, let alone outsiders."

"But the girl wanted that man to get what she wanted, so she went to her friend who guarded the holy well. The friend advised her not to be blindfolded by that man, but the girl said, 'How can such a good-looking person lie to her?' The friend couldn't, I have to let her bring that person with me."

The fire of karma is burning more vigorously, white ghost