When someone with depression enters the horror game

Zheng Qing and Painted Skin Ghost walked towards the capital along the official road.

Painted Skin Ghost put a veil on himself, and asked Zheng Qing, "How did you and Shen Xianggong meet?"

Zheng Qing glanced at her and said: "Someone held a boring game, and he and I participated, so we got to know each other."

"Well... If it's boring, why do you participate?"

"Who knows."

Then one person and one ghost had nothing to say.

After a while, Zheng Qing asked, "You and him met at the mass grave?"

Painted Skin Ghost smiled: "That's right, at that time, Mr. Shen was carrying a medicine basket and stepped on the pile of bones, with a pure and harmless face."

Zheng Qing stared into her eyes: "Then why did you help me?"

"That friend came to me for help for you, can I not help?"

"What did he promise you?"

Painted Skin Ghost gave Zheng Qing a reproachful look, and said, "What do you mean 'what did he promise me'?"

"Isn't it?"

"The concubine saw that the young man was pretty and attractive, and yearned for him, so he made this favor. After all, the young man is really interesting..."

Zheng Qing looked at her and said, "I knew what an exchange of equal value was when I was young."

"what?"

"To get something, you have to give something else. What did he promise you?"

"Why are you like this! Why can't I tell you clearly! What can his poor and white guy promise me!"

Zheng Qing took out a Taoist talisman from his cuff.

Painted Skink straightened his eyes.

Zheng Qing let out a "huh".

"How do you think the original owner of this body was driven down the mountain by his master? Wasn't it because he stole this talisman?"

Painted Skin Ghost stared at him strangely, with a bit of fanaticism: "Are you returning from a dead body?"

Zheng Qing put the talisman back into his sleeve, and smiled: "Guess?"

Painted Skin Ghost stomped his feet, and said angrily: "You are as annoying as that guy Shen Lian, even a ghost can get goose bumps when you laugh!"

Zheng Qing didn't answer her words: "This talisman can easily destroy you, right?"

Painted Skin Ghost rolled his eyes, "Guess."

Zheng Qing said again: "If you practice this talisman, it's okay to add a thousand-year Yin Gong?"

Painted Skin Ghost stared at Zheng Qing's sleeve and nodded.

Zheng Qing took out the talisman again, stuffed it into Painted Skin Ghost's hand, and said, "No matter what he promised you, I'll take this talisman in exchange."

Painted Skin Ghost covered his lips and smiled: "Sanggong was joking, Shen Lang really never promised a concubine."

Zheng Qing looked at her speechlessly.

Painted Skin Ghost had no choice but to nod: "Okay, change."

After walking for a while, Zheng Qing stopped.

"What's wrong?" Painted Skin Ghost asked Nahan.

"I still have something to do, you can go to Beijing by yourself."

"I'm doing something for you, you let me do it myself?"

"Sorry, I suddenly wanted to go somewhere."

"where?"

"Go and find the water."

"Hey, for Shen Lang's sake, my concubine was kind enough to point out the way for Xianggong," Painted Skin Ghost paused, and said, "It's the west mountain beyond the mass grave, where there is a river."

"I know." Zheng Qing smiled without saying a word.

Painted Skin Ghost rolled his eyes again: "Hey, let me tell you, if you leave, can I, a weak woman, handle it?"

"The guy who can defeat the land lady and the scarecrow at the same time is not as weak as it looks on the surface," Zheng Qing smiled, "You are not a fuel-efficient lamp."

"Each each other."

Zheng Qing turned to leave.

Painted Skin Ghost said again: "Hey, aren't you afraid that I'll cheat you by not keeping my word?"

Zheng Qing didn't turn his head back: "People are scarier than ghosts."

"Your surname is Pu?"

"Only the surname is Zheng." Zheng Qing went further and further away.

Painted Skin Ghost smiled: "Interesting, interesting."