Predecessors

Chapter 143 Little Ghost Brother

After Wang Ji erupted once, the purple energy all over her body quickly faded. He felt the pursuers behind him gradually subside, and staggered to rest in one place.

The surroundings are in a mess, and I don't know what night it is.

He landed on the ground, stroked the pale face of the person in his arms with his hands, and a burst of heartache gushed out of his heart belatedly, quickly drowning him.

He let out a deep wail, his eyes darkened, and he fell into a coma.

"Lin Yi" in his arms fell beside him, and the two of them lay on the ground with their eyes closed tightly, as if they were both dead.

Gui Xiaoliu is ranked second, but because of his cleverness, the little devils nearby call him Xiaoliu.Gui Xiaoliu took a shovel and worked hard to shovel the hole.

The ghost boss on the side is responsible for carrying the dead body lying on the ground into the pit where Xiao Liu is buried. He has no other skills but all his strength. I saw him carrying a dead body with one hand, and the bulging muscles on his arms followed the movements. ups and downs.

The ghost boss threw the two of them over his shoulders into the pit, and said to Xiao Liu, "Bury them."

Xiao Liu glanced at the two people in the pit, tut-tsk said, "These two are so handsome, especially the one who is dressed in white, he is simply top-notch. I have never seen such a good-looking person in the devil world."

The ghost boss spat, "You and I stay in this mass grave all day long, doing the dirty business of burying corpses, and what kind of world have we seen, maybe everyone outside looks like this."

"I don't believe it." Gui Xiaoliu said out of breath while shoveling soil into the pit, "I think these two look like a couple, maybe they died for love, so just bury them here In the pit, it can be regarded as a merit."

"What kind of merit do we demons talk about?" The expression on the face of the ghost boss became even more disdainful.

After a while, the two people in the pit were already covered with a thin layer of soil.

Wang Ji felt something strange about her body, raised her hand, opened her eyes, just in time to see a handful of dirt falling on her face.

Gui Xiaoliu rubbed his eyes, "Boss, are my eyes blurry? Why is this corpse still moving?"

The face of the ghost boss changed, "This doesn't seem to be a corpse."

Gui Xiaoliu hurriedly jumped into the pit, and greeted Wang Ji, "I'm sorry, brother, my elder brother has a bad mind and mistook you for a corpse."

Wang Ji shook off his hand, and he subconsciously checked the situation of "Lin Yi" next to him. When he saw a completely unfamiliar face, his face turned dark immediately, "Where are the people around me?"

Gui Xiaoliu thought that he was mourning for his dead lover, and persuaded him, "A devil cannot be resurrected after death, so you can let him go to the ground for peace."

Wang Ji locked Gui Xiaoliu's throat, "Where did he go?"

The ghost boss said quickly, "Speak up if you have something to say. I swear, we really didn't touch that corpse. Your hand held him so tightly that I tried hard to separate it."

Wang Ji recovered a little bit of clarity, he let go of Gui Xiaoliu, squatted down and carefully checked the condition of the person under him, this person was wearing Lin Yi's clothes, and the position of the knife on his chest was exactly the same as in memory.It is undoubtedly the person who was tortured on the platform.

But no matter how you look at it, this person cannot be Lin Yi.

It turns out that illusion is time-sensitive.Now that the statute of limitations had passed, the corpse began to reveal his true face.

Wang Ji suddenly thought: when he saw "Lin Yi" being stabbed to death, he was so confused and had no time to think, he almost immediately identified the person on stage as Lin Yi.

Thinking about it this way, a thought suddenly appeared in Wang Ji's heart, and that thought became more and more clear in his heart, ready to come out—is Lin Yi still alive?

After thinking about it, he jumped out of the pit nimbly, seeing that the ghost boss and ghost little Liu were quite pleasing to the eye, "Brother, I offended you so much just now, please forgive me."

Gui Xiaoliu said boldly, "Don't take it personally. If you don't mind, come to my house for dinner today."

"Yes, let's celebrate your return from the dead." The ghost boss agreed.

Gui Boss and Gui Xiaoliu took Wang Ji back to their residence.

A small thatched house stands in the rice pile, the thatch doesn't look like thatch, and the eyes are very yellow.If ghosts are the prosperous capital of the demons, this is the "common slum" of the demons.

Seeing Wang Ji staring straight at the thatched roof, Gui Xiaoliu quickly explained, "Don't worry, this house is safe."

The ghost boss also said, "Brother, you came by coincidence. If it happens to be rainy season unfortunately, you can only catch the leaking water with the washbasin."

Sitting on a small wooden bench, Wang Ji said to the two of them, "We didn't seem to bump into anyone along the way."

Gui Xiaoliu scratched his head, "This is a mass grave. We haven't seen a living person for many years, so we are so excited to see you."

The ghost boss brought Wang Ji a cup of tea from somewhere in the house. Wang Ji leaned closer and smelled the bloody smell in the tea cup, "What kind of tea is this?"

Gui Xiaoliu looked at Wang Ji's majestic appearance, but did not expect Wang Ji to be an ignorant country bumpkin, "This is the most common 'Red Face Blood' among the demons." The boss bought it when he went to the city last year. "

Wang Jiqian took a sip and felt that the taste was extremely delicious, so she took another big sip.

He was secretly surprised that his taste seemed to have changed without knowing when.

"Brother, you haven't told us your name yet?" Gui Xiaoliu felt a lot closer to Wang Ji when he saw Wang Ji drinking his own tea.

The ghost boss also said, "I think you have an extraordinary bearing, you must be the son of some big family?"

Wang Ji said, "It's just an unknown junior."

The ghost boss shook his head, "I don't believe it, show me your magic spar."

"What is a magic spar?"

Gui Xiaoliu just pretended to be Wang Ji to avoid the question on purpose, and angrily gouged out a glance at Gui Boss, "Idiot, why would you want to look at other people's magic spar when you open your mouth?"

The ghost boss said awkwardly, "What's the matter, otherwise I will show you my magic spar first." Then, he rolled up his sleeves and put his arms in front of Wang Ji.

From the palm of the ghost boss to the elbow, there is a faintly visible purple blood vessel. If you look carefully, you can find a drop-shaped notch in it, and a purple crystal stone is embedded in it.

Wang Ji asked, "What is this?"

Gui Xiaoliu looked at him in surprise, "You really don't know? The magic spar is something that every demon is born with. Whether the magic spar is good or bad directly determines the fate of a demon."

Wang Ji nodded clearly, "So, I really don't have this thing."

Saying that, Wang Ji pushed up her sleeves.He took a closer look and couldn't help being stunned.

I saw a dark purple line climbing up on the arm that was originally porcelain white.A little below the center of the arm, a flirtatious purple flower is firmly embedded in it.

The ghost boss screamed, "This is...Zi Ning Shuanghua."

Gui Xiaoliu looked at Wang Ji with reverence suddenly, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be a descendant of the ancient demon clan."

Wang Ji covered her arms with her sleeves, her expression suddenly became complicated, and she said to herself, "Have I turned into a demon..."