I was chained and locked in the spooky ghost dungeon beneath the ghost city.
The prison is empty, after all... everyone is a ghost, and there is nothing that can't figure out how to make trouble and get arrested.
I was locked in three adjacent cells with Zhou's mother and son. They were opposite me, staring at me with big eyes and small eyes, and I stared at them, not because I had any opinion on them, but because of me There are so many things on my mind that I don't have time to control my eyeballs...
The third day of October in the Xin Chou year is very familiar to me.
The reason why I say "familiar" rather than "remember" is because in my long memory, what I remember is a time not far from it, ten days in advance, September 23, Xin Chou year, that was me. The day when he "killed" Luo Mingxuan for the first time.
Looking back at that time, it was the same as not long ago. Luo Mingxuan and I had an earth-shattering fight, but at that time there was no Mo Qing by my side to help me. Luo Mingxuan didn't have time to use the trick of summoning Shenfeng.
After the battle that almost killed him, I sealed him, and immediately fell into a coma, and was carried back to Wanlumen by An Luowei.
That was after I received Gu Hanguang. Gu Hanguang was the most useful to me for a period of time. He treated my injury for seven days. For seven days, I kept vomiting blood for the first three days, and on the fourth day, there was no blood. I could vomit, so I fell into a coma and shook hands with the King of Hell several times. Finally, on the seventh day, after Gu Hanguang's best efforts to rescue me, I finally woke up and passed the King of Hell.
And when I woke up, the pain in my body couldn't hold back the ecstasy gushing out of every vein in me.
When a great revenge is repaid, how proud of life is!
I ignored Sima Rong's advice, no matter how Gu Hanguang pointed at me and yelled at me, I was wrapped in bandages and set up a banquet at Wanlumen. .
Although none of them appreciates it, the people in the Demon Dao are basically there, and it can be regarded as the biggest feast of our Demon Dao since the death of the old demon king.
I drank a thousand bottles of wine and got drunk for three days and three nights, leaving my body and consciousness in a state of paralysis. Until now, I don't know what I did during those three days.
I just remember being very happy, as happy as I was about to turn the sky upside down, and after being drunk for three days, I fell asleep again for almost half a month.
When I woke up, what I saw was the Hall of No Evil, whose roof was being repaired. The roof was probably torn off by a drunk me half a month ago.
In Sima Rong's mouth, in those three days, I became a dreaded drunkard and did a lot of unthinkable things. Because those things were too absurd and absurd and damaged my majesty, I was asked to delete them. The record about that banquet is not to be mentioned.
However, I didn't know that in the three days when I did all the absurd things, there was actually a ridiculous thing... Doing Mo Qing
No one ever mentioned this to me at all!
Did Sima Rong cover for Mo Qing? Or does no one know at all
I thought about it carefully, and I think the latter is very likely.
At that time, under the archway of the mountain gate in front of Wanlumen, there was the killing formation I painted before, the world of ice and snow, the sea of lava and fire, the mountain of swords and swords taking turns to fight. The environment was unimaginable. With a thick whip corpse platform, no one wants to run to that place.
Even if it is a banquet, after the guests come, they will gather in the Hall of No Evil, what they should be in front of the mountain gate, the formation method is as usual, the bright bonfire on the top of the mountain has nothing to do with the foot of the mountain, and, perhaps more because of the banquet, everyone thinks about it. No matter how you play, no one goes to the foot of the mountain.
Except... Mo Qing, the gatekeeper where the accusation is located.
He is there alone, and there will be no others. Even if I go, there should be no one by my side, because...
I want to be strong! It's not murder! What if you don't take off your clothes
If I had to take off my clothes, it would definitely take time. With that effort, if someone was following me, I would have to be pressed down no matter what.
But no one stopped him, and after that, he didn't leak any rumors. He must have been looking at the door alone, and then he was attacked by me thiefly.
"Hey..." I sighed deeply involuntarily and hugged my head melancholy.
then…
What kind of scene will it be? In the dark night, with the murderous aura of the formation in front of the mountain gate, did I push someone on the stairs...
I frowned and tried to recall, I really can't remember a single picture.
At that time, his face was still covered with blue marks, and he covered himself in a big black robe all day long, so that no one could see his face.
I pulled him away like that, did he cry in such a hurry? Or astonished? Have I kissed his lips? Did you touch his chest? What will he look like? shy? sad? Want to refuse or welcome? Still struggling...
Ah... I really want to see Mo Qing at that time.
I scratched my head, so irritating! How could I forget how he looked like Chenghuan under me!
I sighed fiercely again, and then a terrifying conjecture suddenly appeared in my head—did I not remember this at all? Or is it that my memory has already started to fade after I've been a ghost, so let's just forget about it
With this thought, my heart couldn't stop shivering.
I started counting with my fingers what happened after that time, but the more I counted, the more I couldn't hold back my fear.
I know that even in a living person, the memories of the past will gradually disappear with the passage of time, but I can't distinguish those things that I forgot when I was alive, and those that I forget after I die of.
The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, and I frowned.
"Zhao... Zhao Yao..." The scholar opposite called my name softly, "You... don't be afraid, now it's dawn outside, and the yamen are resting. After dark, someone came to ask, and we didn't cause any trouble. , they won't embarrass us. You... I'll help you make up your money."
Zhou Shi was in the prison next to him, and was furious when he heard the words: "My son! She lied to you and deceived you, and you let her be imprisoned here! What kind of money do you need to help her! She owes us, we have to let her Return it! She has to make up for the two Yang Dan money!"
Well, let me kill Luo Mingxuan and go back to the underworld to owe a debt.
"Mother..." The scholar hung his head over there, and said to his mother very shyly, "Well... it's fate anyway."
"You are fascinated by her charming appearance!"
I think what his mother said is reasonable, I hugged his hand and said to him: "Now you help me make up the money, and when we go out, we will also write green writing, your money will be burned to you, you don't have to worry , I, Lu Zhaoyao, don't like others owe me, and naturally I don't like to owe others anything."
The scholar seemed very aggrieved when he heard it, but he was used to being foolish, so at this time he had no choice but to answer: "Oh."
That Zhou Shi did not agree: "Go out? How do I know where you went out?"
I glanced at her sideways: "How are you doing?"
Zhou's eyes rolled: "The green book is not in a hurry to write, you can make up the money and then write. If the red book is there, I can still find you."
It's okay, anyway, there's no hurry for such a short time, she has a guarantee, and it doesn't make any noise.
After negotiating with Mr. Zhou, I meditated in the prison by myself, calmed down, and adjusted my mentality.
What is he doing now? Have you returned to Chenji Mountain? are you looking for me? I just disappeared in front of him like that, would he think it was me that was gone and disappeared again...
How sad if he thought so.
In the middle of the night, I was waiting for the people who came to interrogate, but instead of waiting for them, I waited for Ziyou.
He hurriedly floated in front of me, stood close to the iron prison, and said anxiously: "I just heard that you have been detained in the dungeon, how can you go to get the mirror of the money shop in the Great Yin Underworld! okay?"
"It's okay," I asked him. "Do you know how long it will take for me to go out?"
Ziyou glanced outside: "I asked, the shopkeeper of the Qianpu branch seems to be a little angry and wants to lock you up for three days and try again."
three days
This can't be done, I haven't heard from me for three days, not to mention the clowns, Zhi Yan should be anxious too.
I said solemnly: "Give him some money to let me go out earlier, will it work?"
"Yes, you can try, but... Sister, do you have that much money?"
I fell silent, then looked at Ziyou, and smiled slightly: "Good brother, my sister was busy with big things a few days ago, so I want you to buy and return Yang Dan for me. I'm in a hurry, don't blame me."
Ziyou stepped back: "Sister...you have something to say."
"You go buy a dream pill and swallow it. Help me give my dream to someone named Qin Zhiyan, and let her burn paper for me... No, you can directly ask the dream to that one named Li Chenlan, just say... uh..." If you ask Mo Qing knew that I was caught by a ghost and put in jail, which seemed to be a bit of a loss of face, so I casually said, "Tell him that Lu Zhaoyao has gotten into a marriage debt, and he needs to take the money, or he won't be able to go back to see him. Let him burn me more. Can you do this?"
"To Mengdan can do it, then I'll do it now, and I'll report to you tomorrow." He seemed to be ashamed of me because I asked him to help last time, but he didn't, so he listened to my entrustment. , immediately floated out for a while, but paused as if thinking of something, and floated back, "Sister, in fact, there is something I wanted to tell you, but I was not sure before, but now I look at it. I'm probably a little sure about this lock on your hand."
I looked at the chain on my hand strangely: "What's the matter?"
"I think... Sister, you may still be a living soul."
I was stunned: "Soul?"
When the mother and son heard the words, they were also very surprised: "How can the soul see us?"
"You can see it, but you may not be able to touch it, right?" Ziyou said, "I haven't touched you before, and the yamen must have been unable to touch you before putting a lock on you to lead you here."
That's right... I actually found out about this before. People in the ghost market can't touch me, but Zhiyan can, and Zhiyan is definitely a soul, but she can touch me.
In fact, with just one click, I can connect these things together.
My body hanging on an unknown ice wall may be alive just like Zhi Yan's body, but my body is not as full of life as Zhi Yan's, but closer to a "dead" state. , so I can see more ghosts than Zhiyan.
"If sister, you are really a soul, then you have to pay attention."
"Pay attention to what?"
"Don't eat things from the ghost market. Especially the medicines like Huanyang Pill and Tuomeng Pill."
I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when I came out of the ghost shop, I saw a lot of ghosts on the street: "Is it because... the more you eat, the closer you are to death?"
Ziyou nodded solemnly: "The more you eat, the farther you will be from the sun, and the more you can't go back. Sister, since you are a living soul, your body must be hidden somewhere in the world, if you can find you now It may be possible to just lie down and return to the soul, but if you eat too much food from the ghost market, you may have to be careful."
There was a sudden fear in my heart.
It turned out that the ghost market did not add so many ghosts overnight, but there were so many ghosts all the time, but the ghosts I could see were limited. Just like Zhi Yan, she can only see me but not other ghosts.
My eyes also have boundaries, but I have never known that.