Even though Qin Ye has been a ghost for a while, he is still a little confused now.
On the dance floor in the center, three women dressed in classical ladies' clothes were dancing an extremely provocative dance. Their pale hands sank into their chests like vines from the slits of their long skirts, and their waists like water snakes could be grasped. If it wasn't for the existence of a spiritual body, Qin Ye couldn't help but say: dance charmingly.
Along with the enchanting dance is the beat of the heart-pounding drums, as well as the tidal wave of screams. The banknotes of the Bank of Heaven and Earth are flying all over the sky like no money. In the compartment, some ghosts who have turned on their intelligence are talking about something like a human being. The bunny girl is holding a tray of wine glasses, filled with extremely beautifully packaged wine. The audience couldn't help nodding and shaking their feet with the desert camel's singing.
Really, as long as you don't care about their falsehood and trueness, the presence or absence of color, this place is exactly the same as all the nightclubs Qin Ye has been to.
"I stepped onto the desert boat, with a pipe hourglass on my back, and a pot of spirits in my hand!"
"The ancient road is long, I can't describe the joys, anger and sorrow, but the camel is still busy..." The singing gradually became lower, and the atmosphere of the audience finally calmed down. Several ghosts who looked like students jumped off the stage and replaced them. A couple of dancers in suits and little fur hats.
The next moment, the soothing atmosphere just ignited with the advent of the chorus. On the stage, the band with long pale hair and extremely avant-garde roared. The surrounding white dry ice slammed into a sea of clouds and smoke, and countless ghost hands were raised in the air, roaring with the band.
"Day and night are intertwined, so enchanting and graceful, wasting time and wasting myself, too much lost ahead..."
Qin Ye was stunned for a minute before regaining his senses.
This Nima... is too advanced with the times, right
No... This is indeed a clubhouse, that's right, this card was given without any problems. But don't you really think it's a little different from the previous invitation mode? Graphics cards are different!
"Handsome guy." At this moment, a cold feeling appeared on Qin Ye's lower abdomen. He stared in amazement at a female ghost with a melon face. When she was alive, her appearance was definitely over eighteen. Her hands were already covering his indescribable face. The index finger lightly sketched the shape on the seam of the trousers, and smiled: "This is the first time? It's very handsome, who's body did you borrow? It's just died, right? It's a pity to die so handsome..."
This Nima...
Qin Ye really wanted to get to know each other with a wave of his hand. Could you please warm your hand
He looked at the other party coldly, the other party's expression changed from smiling, to stiff, to shivering, and finally opened his mouth suddenly, and was about to scream, but it only took three seconds.
"Live... um... live... woohoo!!" Before he could call out, a pale hand covered her mouth. The woman stomped her limbs, her eyes widened, and she pointed at Qin Ye with her halberd.
"Ma'am, this is the honored guest of the master." Covering her mouth was a paper prick. Different from the one I had hired before, this paper-tie man was wearing a very crudely drawn black suit with a ridiculously partial head. It was obvious that the artist's skills were not up to the standard, and the proportions of his facial features were not quite right. Under the gorgeous lights, it only makes people feel hairy.
It can be seen with the naked eye that the female ghost turns into blue and white yin in Zhi Zharen's hands and dissipates. People around you don't see it. Zhi Zharen bowed respectfully: "Sir, please come with me, the master has a request."
Qin Ye nodded, and when Yin Ling saw Zhi Zha Ren, he automatically moved out of the way and walked to the noisy corner. Only then did he realize that there was a layer above it.
Walking up the spiral staircase, the first floor has a panoramic view. Just behind the dance floor, there is a two-meter-sized pit. The lights were too demonic to see before. And in this pit... four silver chains were immersed in it, and the pure and extremely yin qi wafted up like a cloud of smoke.
"This is..." Qin Ye's eyes moved, suppressing his fluctuating emotions. A layer of cold sweat on the palm of your hand!
so familiar...
Pure and robust. This Yin Qi... is a fragment of Yan Luoyin!
Right now!
thump…
There was a dull sound, like a bell ringing, and something suddenly moved under the pit. In the next second, a tsunami of yin qi rushed into the audience like a flood. Under the nourishment of the purest yin qi in the underworld, the atmosphere of the audience instantly reached the highest point! The ghosts scream one after another!
Amid the clamor of ghosts, the shard of Yan Luoyin in Qin Ye's chest seemed to suddenly have life, and his heart jumped like a thump. At the same time, in the room on the second floor, a powerful yin qi burst out, and with an unbelievable doubt, it instantly settled on him.
Brush it! ! Qin Ye's clothes suddenly swayed and fell gently.
At this moment, it was as if the storm opened in an instant, and he was standing in the center of the eye of the storm.
"This is... a soul arrest?"
He was five or six meters away from the door.
The feet, like rooting, can no longer move.
Never thought that there would be fragments of a treasure in the underworld! And this only surviving yin, the sitting head dragon in Bao'an City, has a yin qi that is comparable to that of a puppet master! Impressively, it's a soul-holding level!
retreat
Impossible, the other party's eyes have locked on him. As long as he dares to go, the ghosts in the audience will follow the order of the sitting dragon and splash the water in the six-story underground enclosure.
Enter
Under the gaze of an old shaman of the rank of soul... Once the two fragments echoed again, they turned their faces and died on the spot!
"Fellow Daoist, why haven't you come up yet?" Before he could think about it, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Could it be that you don't even want to meet your former colleagues?"
damn...
In a dilemma, Qin Ye secretly clenched his fist, his palm was already cold. Walk up to the second floor.
Pushing open the door, there is a very modern room inside.
It is a terrace-like space with tempered glass on three sides. Two sofas are placed by the window, with a European-style long table in the center. The large crystal chandelier above the head shines brightly, and on the side against the wall, there is a copy of the Mona Lisa.
There was a rather delicate cabinet in the corner, filled with books, and locked tightly underneath. In a back view, only a hand on the sofa can be seen, with three delicate rings.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Ye suppressed his turbulent thoughts and walked over to the sofa and clasped his fists and bowed: "Qin Ye, a ghost, I have seen Shangguan Yuhun."
no answer.
After a few seconds, a thick voice was heard: "You know what?"
"When I first caught your Yin Qi, I couldn't believe it at all."
"In such a big change as the underworld, there are still ghosts who can survive. It's even more fantastic than One Thousand and One Nights."
Sand... The sofa turns around automatically. Qin Ye's eyes finally came into view of the leading Yin Si in the entire Bao'an City.
This is a middle-aged man.
He was holding a glass of red liquid in his left hand, very full of energy, wearing a neat suit, a snow-white shirt, and a navy blue tie. Shiny leather shoes.
With jet-black hair and a face with Chinese characters, he is the type that he will never remember when he sees it on the road. Looks very ordinary.
If it weren't for the pitch-black aura that appeared from time to time in the other party's seven orifices, Qin Ye would have thought that the other party was a successful person with a successful career.
rather than bad.
He sat down, and the other's sofa also turned around. Looking directly into his eyes, he smiled slightly after a few seconds: "I'm very happy."
"real."
"In this shattered world, you can still see your former colleagues. There is nothing more pleasant than this."
He stood up, walked to the bookcase, opened the drawer below, and there was a freezer inside: "What to drink?"
"There are almost all the famous wine brands you can name. From the second-place SMiRNoFF crown vodka, to MoeTCHANDoN, MARTeLL Martell. Maybe you want to try something else? My bartending skills are very good. ."
"No need, thank you." Qin Ye couldn't tell the discord. The other party's colloquial English was quite good. How to see it, it didn't look like a bad guy.
"You've lost a great joy in life." The man took two bottles and mixed them in his glass. The golden liquor falls into the glass with a rich aroma, rippling like silk. He said slowly: "My official Cao Youdao. Since two hundred years ago, he has been guarding Xihe Village. It happened that the one-hundred-year term expired, and he reached the Guxian level and was upgraded to Guxian County. The transfer order has not been issued yet, and the underworld is gone."
The two liquors were mixed into a pale golden liquid. He smelled it lightly, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and pushed it in front of Qin Ye: "God doesn't take it, it's to blame. This official simply went directly to Bao'an City. It took decades to build this country. Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"
He opened his hands with a smile on his face, and behind him was the crazy dance floor and the dark money flying all over the sky. Seems like a great sense of achievement.
Qin Ye didn't drink that glass of wine and smiled, "It's very different from what I thought."
"Why is it different?" Cao Youdao leaned forward and said, "Is it the decoration style? Or the personal characteristics of the official? New recruits... 100 bad people, 100 likes, not everyone you imagined, everyone Dressed in stodgy clothes, wandering the streets every night."
He opened the humidor and found five neatly arranged cigars with a blue ribbon wrapped around them. He picked up the scissors and said, "For example, I like to accept new things. I have to say that the world is becoming more and more convenient and better. I am more and more admired for human beings. Do you want it?"
Qin Ye still shook his head.
Kaza... Cao Youdao cut his cigar in an orderly manner and said lightly, "So, only by accepting new things can we keep pace with the times."
"Just like you and me, you must accept the legendary story of the destruction of the underworld. Accept it, and then find your own way of living in it. For example... like me."
Slap... The Zibao lighter drew a fiery red mark, and the room was filled with the smell of cherry cigars. In the thin blue smoke, Cao Youdao squinted at Qin Ye through the smoke: "Like me... enjoy this world and dominate this world."
He took a deep breath of the cigar, and the cigarette butt went out. "This is an attempt. Now, I sincerely invite you to join me in this kind of exploration. From the moment you nod, the entire Bao'an City, except for me, you are the master."
Qin Ye picked up the cup and shook it, covering his fluctuating eyes, and said in a low voice, "Where's the government?"
Cao Youdao smiled: "I'm not a one-way person, I don't enter a family."
"How can living people understand our world?"
"New Ding, in the whole world, only you and I can understand each other. We... are the underworld!"