no one knows better than me

"Well," Zhuang Qingliu stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the skirt of his shirt, and his whole body slid down from midair deftly like a drop of water, landing on a bit of white snow like a dragonfly, whispering, "Be careful, we're here."

She turned her head while speaking, and blinked at a trembling "Plum Blossom Lane" that just appeared beside her.

"..." The legs of this bum-shaped "Plum Blossom Lane" were trembling to the point of melting, and he was pulling his throat with a sad face, "Zhuang...Zhuang..."

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes flickered to shine on her.

The bum "Zhuang Zhuang" said: "... Zhuang Zhu."

The plum wool on the skirt seemed to tremble very slightly, Zhuang Qingliu laughed, tried not to touch it as much as possible, raised his eyes, and gently moved forward with the fake plum and real plum beside him.

It was as if a layer of mist had passed by, and the surroundings suddenly became silent for no reason, and there was no sound. The absolute silence was even worse than that of the deep sea, but there was a coldness that could seep into the cracks in the bones.The swirl-like gust of wind blows endlessly as if it came down from the sky. The plum wool is tightly gripped on Zhuang Qingliu's collar, half of the tip of the hair is twisting sideways, and it is almost about to be blown away by the strong wind, shaking non-stop. .

The surrounding area was full of shadows, very dark, and Mei Si'e, who was covered with plum blossoms, opened her eyes slightly, trembling, and there was cold light without temperature everywhere, flickering and flickering, which made people think of the gloomy Huangquan Road for no reason.

Zhuang Qingliu walked very steadily on the suspended ten-thousand-ren, with mountains walls thousands of feet deep on both sides, and the surroundings were all gray, and only mottled exposed ridges and rough gray-brown rocks could be seen occasionally.The bitter cold wind blows everything around like a ghost.

I don't know how long I've been walking in this almost wild and desolate land, the corner of the peak at the side of the skylight and cloud shadow suddenly flashed, shooting out a wave of gorgeous light, and then disappeared very quickly.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes slipped quickly, and he raised his eyes to Mei Pangsan who was beside him and said: "See, that's right there."

Mei Siye raised her head tremblingly in fear of slipping down the ridge: "Look... ah!"

Zhuang Qingliu stretched out his hand suddenly, leading her straight up into the air, facing the heavy fog and submerging into the light and shadow.

The moment the two of them stepped on the ground, the wool on Zhuang Qingliu's skirt was lightly picked up by the wind, and it whirled naturally and drifted away quietly.

In front of me is a very twisted and eerie cave, which is in a spiral shape. When walking, you need to turn your head and feet upside down. After a while, you will turn back and turn back, and the cycle goes on and on. Much slower.

Out of nowhere, Mei Siye had a deep feeling of being peeped at, not from any direction, but from all directions.

Something seemed to be secretly and maliciously peeping at her back in the darkness.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't care, as if he didn't notice, he led her around in the cave like a cave explorer.The ceiling of the cave is very high, and it seems that there are many things like wind chimes hanging around, which cannot be seen clearly.

People look like people in everything, after Mei Siye rubbed her eyes, she retracted her neck and dared not look at it.

After walking softly under her feet for a while, she lowered her head feeling a little bit wrong, and suddenly said in shock: "This underground is actually made of wood?! The walls are also made of wood??...Are we inside a huge tree trunk? ?!"

"I just found out." Zhuang Qingliu tugged at her braids that didn't look like Mei Hualan at all, "Hush down, let's go."

After wandering around for about half an hour, a bright light quietly appeared at the fork in front of them. Of course, the two of them raised their feet and turned over. It took about two sticks of incense to get closer, and found that it was a lamp about the height of a person. , the vase-shaped cylinder is filled with oil, the wick is as thick as a baby's forearm, and the lamp flame is as white as snow.

Mei Si'e sniffed at the tip of her nose, then leaned closer to take a look, then suddenly said to the lamp in front of her, "This oil is a bit strange."

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at it: "Don't touch it, corpse oil."

He said again: "Here, people are the prey and captives of the Yingbi people."

"!!" The "ghosts" in this cave use corpse oil!That means that all the things she saw floating back and forth above her head along the way just now were... dead bodies!

"Yes." Zhuang Qingliu stepped back after taking two steps, "The ones that were hung up were all human beings, and they were specially made bacon."

As he spoke, he suddenly found out an earthen porcelain bowl for drinking from nowhere, scooped a handful in the oil tank naturally, rubbed a cloth strip to poke it inside as a wick, lit it on the flame, and held it in his hand to illuminate it. Bright.

In this special paradoxical place, the aura is completely unable to shine.

The two walked around aimlessly for a while, and Mei Si'e couldn't help whispering: "Zhuang...Zhuang Zhuang, what are we going around right now?" She was always very close to Zhuang Qingliu, almost close It's like hiding behind her.

Zhuang Qingliu, who was nicknamed "Zhuang Zhuang", glanced to the side, and couldn't help but fly away, wishing that Meibaba was really so timid sometimes, turning around with a corpse oil lamp on her mouth Yi Wan said: "Naturally, find the enemy's headquarters lair and destroy it in one fell swoop. It's best to capture the big devil again and knock off its head."

"..." Before Mei Siye could speak, she suddenly rolled her eyes, looked straight ahead and whispered, "What is that?"

Zhuang Qingliu also covered the oil lamp with his hands and looked over.

A group of green will-o'-the-wisps appeared from nowhere and quickly approached, jumping back and forth in front of her, erratic up and down, as if trying to attract her attention.

Zhuang Qingliu stopped and stared at the will-o'-the-wisp, it flowed very slowly and looked very graceful.

After looking back and forth for a few more times, she turned her footsteps and followed the direction it was leading.

The curves of the surrounding caves are getting wider and wider, and the snow-white lamp flames are lively and dancing. I don’t know when, the absolute silence disappeared. I still didn’t catch any sound in my ears, but I just felt that there was no life around me anymore. thing.

After turning another gentle bend, the green flame in front of me suddenly disappeared, and a slender ghost was replaced at the intersection!

Suddenly being poked on the eyelashes by such a big pie face, even Zhuang Qingliu couldn't hold back a little trembling, and quickly turned his hands to catch the oil lamp that was almost hung upside down.However, she couldn't hold the fire with her hands like Zhu Heng, so she was so hot that she almost flew up and slapped the ghost.

After finally restraining herself, Mei Siye next to her screamed "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ", slapped the female ghost's head, and swung half of the female ghost's head off. He got down and stretched out half of his bright red long tongue at them.

Mei Siye rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot.

"..." Zhuang Qingliu quickly went to copy her with one hand full of oil, but the girl Mei Si'e didn't know who was reincarnated in eight lifetimes to deceive people, she turned her eyes and became dizzy, and suddenly she was alive like a fish on the floor. Twitched twice.

Being disturbed violently by her actions, Zhuang Qingliu's lamp oil head, which was originally an assembled product, didn't hold on to it, and it wobbled twice and fell down. A bowl of overturned oil immediately burned next to the floor.

"It's on fire! It's on fire!—it's burning!"

Amidst the sudden sound of zigzag, Zhuang Qing's whereabouts were completely exposed, and countless ghosts who walked and floated surrounded him in all directions, and the leading one was the female ghost who appeared first and had half of her head cut off.

It's no wonder that her health is so worrying, but she can still be so dedicated to her job.

After Zhuang Qingliu sent out ten likes free of money, he pulled out the cool-looking Chasing Soul.The female ghost's eyes were blinded by the obviously unglamorous light of the knife, so she didn't even hide, but very straightforwardly put her neck on the blade, and "snapped" her head.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Why are you still touching porcelain?

Being so stuck and delayed, Zhuang Qingliu was almost immediately lifted up by the group of ghosts like a cocoon, became their prisoner, and was sent to the "Devil's Nest Headquarters" that she had just threatened to destroy in one fell swoop.

The headquarters of the Devil's Cave is luxurious and imposing, mainly reflected in the flashing light that has been shining from nowhere, so Zhuang Qingliu worked hard and couldn't see clearly what the surrounding decorations and furnishings are like, only ghosts and ghosts can be seen .

The two kinds of ghosts are different, one is the ghost that can float in the air at will, after death; the other is the real master here, the shadow wall man attached to the ceiling, wall panels, floors, and countless piles everywhere.

"Uh...Senior Zhuang, you're here." At this moment, a familiar voice sounded next to him.

Zhuang Qingliu turned his head and saw that it was Mei Xiaohan who was tightly trapped on a white jade column, so he nodded with great vicissitudes in his heart: "Yes, are you okay?"

Mei Xiaohan, who can't move his limbs and head, smiled and nodded his eyelids: "Alive."

Zhuang Qingliu nodded with great satisfaction, and said "Come on", and said it to herself.

Mei Xiaohan rolled his eyes, looked at the shadow man floating on the golden silk jade wall not far away, and motioned to her: "That's the ghost king here."

Zhuang Qingliu tried his best to look over without blinking, only to see that like tiled tombstones, white walls that could not be seen were neatly arranged all around. A shadow wall person is like the shell they carry with them.

Although the ghost king is just a flat shadow, looking at his posture, it can still be seen that it is watching his subordinates personally, drifting aside, and carefully inspecting the "Plum Blossom Lane" that came with Zhuang Qingliu, and then tied it up properly On the side.

Mei Xiaohan's eyeballs also turned to look there, but his gaze suddenly flashed quietly.

At this time, the fire outside seemed to have been extinguished, and the noisy voices gradually died down. Then the "Ghost King" turned his eyeless eyes to Zhuang Qingliu, as if he was examining her back and forth.

Zhuang Qingliu blinked silently, and asked Mei Xiaohan in a low voice, "Have you ever talked to it?" Subtext, can this thing talk?

Mei Xiaohan gently nodded his eyelids: "I said so." Yes.

So Zhuang Qingliu took the initiative to rush not far away and politely said: "Your Majesty, make a friend?"

Mei Xiaohan: "..."

Unexpectedly, the ghost king shook his head resolutely, and said in a serious voice: "You, you have to pay the price first."

"...What???" Zhuang Qingliu, the "mildew of heaven", felt that he had been performing this task since he opened his eyes again, so he was choked up for a moment, and said in a very numb and good temper, "Fu What price? How to pay?"

"You knocked off its head." Ghost King pointed at the female ghost next to him, "I will pay it."

The headless female ghost who touched the porcelain just now jumped up enchantingly, and floated around her, as if inspecting the goods: "Your head is very good, I like your head."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu said politely to her, "Thank you for your appreciation, I like it too."

"What do you mean?"

"It means I can't give it to you."

The female ghost suddenly changed her face angrily and said, "Then why did you knock off my head?"

Zhuang Qingliu maintained basic politeness and a smile: "I didn't knock off your head."

The female ghost floated up and down and stared at her: "It was you who knocked off my head because you were jealous of me."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu looked back and forth at her appearance, and really couldn't think of anything he could be jealous of. If there was, then probably only the one who was taller than her was left. Measured.

The ghost king seemed to be staring at Zhuang Qingliu, and his voice floated like a 360-degree surround sound: "So you don't want to pay?"

"...It's really hard to say yes."

Zhuang Qingliu turned to Mei Xiaohan with deep eyes, and said seriously to her: "How did you live for such a long time after you came in?"

Before Mei Xiaohan could speak, the Ghost King replied, "Because her books are very popular with us."

"???" Is it because of this that it was sucked in? ?

Zhuang Qingliu turned to Mei Xiaohan in shock, "I didn't expect your novel to be popular in Pansidong."

Mei Xiaohan: "..."

Zhuang Qingliu's mind was very dexterous and he immediately took advantage of the situation to change the topic. He opened his eyes and said, "I like Mr. Yan's novels very much too. What do you like to read most recently?"

As soon as she finished speaking, all the ghosts on the wall of the tombstone surged very lively, and the voices of enthusiastic speech intertwined into one

"The young master closes his eyes, baa baa kisses lightly."

"The flowers on Moshang are blooming, it's too late to say I love you."

"Reunion after a long absence: Mo Ran is drunk with a smile."

"Infatuation and wrong payment: If life is only as it was first seen."

"Deeply doted on: the big brother's flower essence and little wife."

"..."

"???????" Zhuang Qingliu turned his head slowly, looking at Mei Xiaohan beside him as if watching a ghost.