Chapter 34:

When I drifted to the ghost city, it was already bright.
Unlike the sulky scent of the night, the city of the dead souls is covered with a thin mist in the daytime. Everyone is embarrassed. This is just out of the sun, and the shop of the savvy shop has been lying directly. On the ground, the charm is stunned by the ass. Looking at it, the whole ghost market is like being blown up by people.
Compared to their devils, I feel that when I am in the daytime, I am more spiritual than a dog, and I can still fly so far away, although I still have to hide from the sun at noon...
I drifted to the grove, and the restaurant in the forest had a dead wood smashing. The second one was better than the outside, but the sub-tour to entertain me was also a very sleepy look: "Guest, how are you now? It’s coming...
he said, as if he couldn’t wait to slam on the ground.
"I am coming to you to find out the news... you can lie down and say."
"Ah... well." He lay down, half of his body was stuck in the ground. "The last time you were a guest, you were so powerful. The moon that you came to inquired last time, it really turned into a ghost."
"Well, she knows her things. I don't think how long it will take to get back to normal. I am here today to find out what other news is coming." I said, "Is there a new ghost coming down at the night of the night? Can you find out? What is their identity?"
"One day in this world, the new ghosts from all over the place can go more. It is okay to check their identity. You have to know their names and birth characters, and you have to spend money to go to Da Yindi."

Da Yindi’s money shop?
I said quietly.
The place is not just for the ghosts to buy and sell, but also to check people’s news?

"Yes, because there is to settle the merits of each ghost, to determine the price of money and shopping that each ghost receives in the ghost market, so there is such news, they are all there."
I held my chin and thought it was impossible to find out. The kidnappers who stopped the mountain, don’t say the name, I didn’t even see each other. Still have to rely on Mo Qing himself to check.
But when it comes to this, I suddenly think of one thing: "So, in the big money house, can you see many things in your past life? You said that the ghosts will gradually forget themselves. When I was alive, when I forgot to go there, wouldn’t I have to go there to see it?

"Yes, the rules there are the same as the other shops in the ghost city. People who have more merits before they can remember their own things for a long time, because they can go to see if they forget, the price is still cheap. When I arrived at the paper, I didn’t say that the price of the search was too high. The paper money that many people got was not enough to see it once, so I only had to forget it."
This...he is also discriminating against the bad guys!
You are really pushing me to the table all the time!
I endured the emotion and asked the child to swim: "Like me, people give me a thousand dollars, I can only get one hundred, go there to check the news, how much is it?"
Ziyou looked at me with amazement: "I have deducted 90% of the guest officer... What did you do when you were alive?"
I tilted him aside. He closed his mouth honestly and thought for a while. "You have lost 90% of the money here. In general, the price of buying things is nine times more expensive than ordinary people... ordinary people. Check the news, once the 10,000 yuan, you estimate that 90,000, rounded off, it is 100,000 yuan."
I am furious: "You are still rounding off! 90,000 directly into the 100,000! When you are tens of thousands of dollars, why not give up for free! You are not pitted!"
Ziyou stared at me with a grievance: "This rule...not my decision."
I almost have to bite my teeth.
Indignantly sitting cross-legged around the child swim, I held my hand and began to re-think the money on paper money.
It seems that my spending in the ghost market has to increase. It’s not enough to rely on that person to pull people to burn paper. I have to think of a way to let many people consciously burn paper for me. The most convenient way is to let Mo Qing directly ordered the entire door, ordered the children under the door of Wan Hao, every day, everyone gave me a way to sway and burn money, so that income is stable and fast, and the amount is still large. The only problem is...
I want to make a lie, let Mo Qing go to the door of this order...
"Guest, you don't worry, I have a message here, I will tell you."
I glanced at the child's head buried in the soil: "What?"
"You don't like to inquire about the news of the devil. Recently, I know that in addition to the moon in the city of Fengzhou, another place is still a ghost. You guess where the place is, I promise you can't guess."
I raised my eyebrows: "Is it so mysterious, is it the top ten fairy gates?"
"The guest officer is smart! It is the heart of the heart!"
I took a look and put some other things for the time being: "You will elaborate with me."
"This is the news from Jinzhou City."
Jinzhou is the place where they are at the heart of the heart. They are in the hinterland of the famous gates. The Jianxin Gate has a good sword. The Jinzhou City has a lot of swords and swords. It is the weaponry of their fairy tales.
When I was in charge of Wanhaomen, when I was in the throne, I waved the sword and pointed to the east. I broke Jiangcheng and went deep into the hinterland of Xianmen. I once wanted to tear the Ten Great Gates in one fell swoop, separating them from north to south, and then breaking them one by one, but also in Jinzhou City. I touched the nail here. Jian Xinmen, with millions of swords, dropped the Wanjian array outside Jinzhou City, and protected Jinzhou City into a hedgehog.
I couldn't attack for a long time. Later, Qin Qianxi's chances were that the thousand dust pavilions raided me from the back of Jiangcheng. I wanted to cut me off in the hinterland of Xianmen. I smothered it, and Sima Rong advised me to accept the troops. I decided to return after I thought about it.
That battle was also so bad.
When I thought about it, I also knew the Qinqin string for the first time at that time, and then when I stepped back, I took the piano and took it back to Wanhaomen to watch it... It was like this. After killing it after reading it, I felt that it was so beautiful, it was a pity to kill it, so he let him go.
Later, I heard that it was because of this incident that the Jianxinmen and Qianchen Pavilion had a deep friendship...
"Guest..." the son yelled and called me back from the distant memory. "Are you still listening?"
"Say, I am listening."
"It is such a devil. It seems that it was not a person in the heart of the heart. It was killed in the heart of the heart. It is said that it is the heart of the heart that the Lord believed in the reincarnation, and found a way to say that it can be The man came back to life, but he had to change his life, so the heart of the door killed the man. The cruelty of the man made the man unwilling to become a ghost."
I narrowed my eyes: "Return to life..."
"Yeah, let's say that these living people are convinced that these sorcerers are forbidden, and that they will know when they are ghosts, and that Yang Dan is still so expensive for one hour, and finally he will die back. What can be done once and for all? It’s not a good thing to change lives. Now it’s a good devil, and the whole heart of the heart can’t be peaceful.

"Oh?" I was a little surprised. "I can interfere with living people. How much grievance is this?"
"I heard that the death is very terrible. It is the most powerful one in the past hundred years. The order is ordered, let them the ghost of Jinzhou City, not even close to the circle of ten miles. Save the anger, tear a soul, It’s awful. The city of the dead soul outside the city has temporarily moved to avoid him.

I thought about it for a while: "Where is the ghost, but surnamed Qin?"
"Hey, how do you know the guest officer? I heard that the ghosts were friends with the heart of the heart and the friends of the world. The two children also have in-laws. I don’t know what the madness of the heart is, what is the madness? ""
I am silent, the voice of the child swims in my ear, I carefully ponder what happened since this time, the heart of the door kills the father of the scorpion, the Xianmen who can't see the martial arts want to tie Sima Rong... ...
These things seem to revolve around the reincarnation.
What are they going to do with the people of Xianmen? They are going to resurrect...
Who?
I think of a vague figure in a white coat. In fact, I don’t remember much about the person’s appearance, but the only thing I remember is that I swear that as long as I am swaying for a day, I will not allow him to live. come.
Although I am dead now, I can't allow him to live every day when I can still see the world.
"Guest." The child swims me up again. He only has half of his head on the ground. He stares at me with a sly look. "You look... I am scared... What are you thinking about?"

I stood up and patted the clothes: "I remembered some unhappy pasts and old people. I went back first."
The child swims a little from the ground and climbs out: "You have to leave this? The sun will get stronger and stronger, you can rest in the store."
"Do not rest." I think, if the people they want to resurrect in Xianmen are the ones I think, maybe I can't rest during this time. I drifted out of the woods. "I went to the sun and calm down."
In the sun, the difficult ghosts drifted back from the ghost market to the temple without evil. After a whole day, the sun made me feel a little weak. The exhaustion of my body made my brain blank and I didn't think anything.
I was lying in the dusty temple, looking at the ceiling, waiting to come back.
Until the sun went down, I came back and saw that I was lying on the ground. She took a sigh of air, then looked around, put the body on the bed, and then left the soul and asked me: "The big devil, you. What happened? Which ghost was bullied? How does this soul look so light?"
I gave her a look: "You are so weak."
I sat up and said, "I just sunk when I came back." I asked her, "Are you going to find Li Chen to turn back to Yuandan?"
"Yes, he said busy... let me go at night..."
Hey, I’m so disgusted, I glanced out, but when I saw the setting sun, I put on my clothes and went to the temple of Mo Qing. He was not there. I was planning to go out, it was a dark Luo Wei. Falling in front of me, respectful and courteous, treating me as polite as I was when I was the owner:
"Girl, the Lord is busy in the temple, please wait for a moment."
"Oh." I replied. "Then I will peek." I said this, but the dark Luo Wei did not stop me, but instead promised: "The subordinates lead the girl."
This did not hesitate to meet my requirements, it sounds like... It’s like Mo Qing told them.
Dark Luo Wei led me to the side hall. Like the last time I stole the conversation between Mo Qing and Beishan, I quietly hid behind the door, but I saw Mo Qing standing in the hall, with some people hanging down and squatting. It seems that he made a mistake and was taken back to trial.
He squatted in the black robe and stood quietly in the temple. I looked at the figure of Mo Qing. I remembered it many years ago. Many times I returned from the mountains and stopped the fire and snow. From the front of the mountain gate. Going up, at that time, through a long and ridiculous passage, I can see a black smear in the black door and stand under the gate of the mountain gate, waiting for me to return to the mountain.
Every time, it was not so touched at that time. Seeing him was as common as seeing the arch in front of the mountain gate.
Every time I walked closer, he retired to the side of the road and bowed his head. When he returned to the mountain from the front of the mountain gate, I would follow a long queue behind me, with a wide platoon, I would look up at the chin and not squint. Walked in front of him.
He used to wear a large black cloak, from the hood to the foot, so that people could not see his face.
Obviously it was such a trivial scene. Even when I was alive, I didn’t have the heart to remember this scene. But now I think of it, this picture is so clear, he always stays there, no matter when I go back to the mountain, he will wait. There, the first person to see me.
I am swaying, and Mo Qing has dealt with a few people. The people in the temple of no evil have retired. He walked straight and looked at me outside the side hall: "Would you like to turn to Dan?"
"I want to turn to Dan, but Master, I want to go to Fengzhou City to see the West Mountain Lord. Last time he entrusted me with one thing, I have to go back and give him a letter."
"Ok."
He responded to me, and did not say much. When I came forward and took my hand, I took me to Fengzhou City and walked to the small courtyard of Sima Rong. I gave him a look and turned my mind. Have a thought.
"That Master, today I heard some news about the heart of the door at the foot of the mountain, saying that their house is like a haunt."
Mo Qing should have a voice: "Dark Luowei came to report today, and it is also said that this is the case. Liu Xin, the main teacher of the heart of the heart, has been unclear recently. There are many strange things in the government. But no one knows who is doing it."
I glanced at his look: "I am afraid that I am... so I want to go to Jinzhou City, can you be with me..." I licked my hand, biting my lower lip and looking at him, yelling at him. I took a look at the eyes and put on the most lovely look I thought, conveying his intentions silently to him.
The ink-browed brow slightly moved, but there was a bit of smile in the middle: "Do you want me to accompany you?"
My heart leaps, it’s really strange, obviously I’m this intention, but when he sees my mind, it’s such a smile, I’m really shy.
I coughed and quickly suppressed this strange feeling: "Jinzhou City is deep in the hinterland of Xianmen, and does not say what Liu Yan has done to me, I said that I am now your disciple... I am a low-profile, If no one is covering them, let them know the discovery of the door... but it will be broken."
"So, let the dark Luo Wei continue to inquire about the news."
"But in case I am... this kind of thing is better for me personally."
"Do you want to go like this?"
I nodded hard. I want to go, of course, I want to go, they are Xianmen, no matter who they are, want to toss the resurrection, let others come back to life, I don’t care, but who wants my enemy to come back to life.
I will let those who come to first.
Mo Qing condensed a moment: "Tomorrow I will arrange the matter in the door, and accompany you the day after tomorrow." Mo Qing seems to promise so easily every time he promises me, so that I feel that the position of the doorkeeper is put down. It’s not a big deal to go out with me.
But I have been a master, I know, this is a big deal.
Ink is now indulging in beauty.
Into the courtyard of the main mountain of Xishan, which has been cleaned up, Xishan is sitting in a wheelchair at the right time, holding tools to repair the broken wood man. Seeing me and Mo Qing came, but I laughed and said: "They haven't been repaired yet. I don't have legs or feet. I won't pour tea for you."
"No problem." Mo Qing should have a sentence. I took a sentence next to me: "I just came to explain things to you. I asked you for the last time. I have done it. As I said last time, you don't have any burden in your heart."

Xishan master glimpsed, then smiled and nodded: "Know it." He glanced at Mo Qing, but he sighed a little. "The first door is big, and everything is always up to the end."
Hey, he said this, how do I feel a little bit different in it?
I turned to look at Mo Qing, but I saw a little bit of helpless smile on the face of Mo Qing.
I am still pondering, Sima Ronger asked me: "Small teacher, this scabbard of the sword, can still look at the heart."
Small... little teacher?
I took a moment, then suddenly reacted, oh! Correct! Mo Qing and Sima Rong used to be under the master's door. Sima Rong is the younger brother of Mo Qing. Mo Qing is now my master. Sima Rong is not my uncle!
I……
I have a sense of loss from a grandfather to a grandson.
But I can't show it, only bite my teeth: "Scabbard... very good."
Sima Rong hangs his head and gives the wood man a mechanism. He smiles secretly: "I have nothing to entertain you here. Standing is also boring. Go and visit Fengzhou City."
I also don't want to stay!
I turned and walked, and when I got to the door, I heard Sima Rong squeaking the things on the wooden people’s organs in the courtyard, and there was only the sound of loneliness in the yard. I couldn’t resist turning my head, but I saw the mother-in-law. Under the moonlight, between the hustle and bustle, the outline of a small round face is on the side of Sima Rong's wheelchair.
She was holding her head and quietly watching Sima Rong playing with the wood people without souls. One person, one ghost, quiet, but amazing.
As soon as I blinked, the outline of the small round face disappeared again. The moment just happened, it was like my illusion.
I looked at Sima Rong, who knew nothing about it. Like a konjac, Muir said to him: "You don't move in the future." Sima Rong looked up at me, and Mo Qing was puzzled by me. I can't explain it, I can only say, "In short... don't move, just if you can't find you..."
Wan Haomen wants to find someone, he will not find it, I am afraid, but Xiaoyuan can't find him.
Sima Rong smiled and waved to say goodbye: "Let's go, I don't move."
Out of the door, I asked Mo Qing: "I have never heard of Xishan masters like organ surgery. When did he start to focus on drumming these things?"
"Southern Moon taught the institution, when Moon Pearl lived here, he left many gadgets. After the death of Moon Pearl, the organs were grayed out and ruined. In order to repair these things, he learned the organs. In the year, it is much better than the average person."
I should have heard it, no more words.