The female supporting system of the rebirth of the last world is too calm

Chapter 209 Worship
After drinking a bowl of porridge, her stomach felt warm and her whole body felt much more comfortable. Ling Yi lay on the sofa lazily raised her hand and squeezed the cherry tomatoes that a maid had placed on the table by the way.

Um, sweet and sour, cool, Ling Yi narrowed her eyes.

"Yiyi, do you want to get up and take two steps to digest food?"

Ling Yi shook her head, and she pointed to the bookshelf on Si Qingcang's right, "You can bring me any book here."

She just woke up, and now she doesn't want to go back to sleep, and she doesn't want to move much, so let's take a book and read it for a while.

Si Qingcang got up and took out a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Ling Yi.

The Return Of The Soul?

Ling Yi took the book and glanced at Si Qingcang's face.

Si Qingcang blinked innocently, "What's wrong?"

Ling Yi said sincerely: "I think you should get me an ideological and political book from Country Z rather than the original English book."

She has not been to school for decades, although she may not be able to understand the ideological and political books, but she still knows the words on them.

"Yiyi, haven't you studied English?" Si Qingcang asked calmly.

"I have learned a little, but I have almost forgotten it."

"Do you want to go back to school and continue studying?"

"I don't want to." Ling Yi said lazily.

She had already returned the knowledge to her teacher, and she would have to start all over again when she went back to school.

"You don't want to?" Si Qingcang glanced at Ling Yi thoughtfully.

It seems that only a few diplomas can be bought for her.

After all, how can the wife of the future head of the Si family be a person who has never gone to college on the surface!

After figuring this out, Si Qingcang stopped persuading Ling Yi to go to school for gilding; of course, he didn't really think much of Ling Yi leaving here to go to school.

He took out an easy-to-understand psychological book in Chinese from the bookshelf and handed it to Ling Yi, then raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "Call me if you need anything."

After dealing with the documents on the table for a while, Si Qingcang raised his head and found that Ling Yi's head was bit by bit, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Ha~" He chuckled.

As soon as the fluffy blanket covered her body, Ling Yi opened her eyes.

She raised her hand and rubbed her sleepy eyes, "What time is it?"

"It's almost eleven o'clock. If you're still sleepy, go back to your room and sleep."

"Well, then you also remember to go back to sleep quickly."

"Okay. I'll go to sleep after I finish processing the few remaining documents on the table."

"I'm leaving?"

Si Qingcang raised his hand and pinched her face, "Go back."

After returning to the room and washing up, Ling Yi's sleepiness disappeared.

After lying on the bed for about ten minutes, Ling Yi, who was not sleepy, sat up from the bed.

She got out of bed and turned on the computer.

In the dark room, the faint blue light on the computer screen hit Ling Yi's face, accompanied by the slight sound of the keyboard being tapped, it was inexplicably frightening.

Ling Yi clicked the skull on the desktop, entered the ghost world, and came to the Vientiane Pavilion.

I saw that every shop with different shapes in the past had a white silk hanging in front of it, and the ghosts and monsters who usually wore all kinds of strange clothes also changed into dark clothes.

Looking at the ghosts in black suits and white flowers on their chests in front of the Vientiane Pavilion, Ling Yi sighed deeply.

She controlled her mental power and entered the ghost world.

.........

"The owner."

When Ling Yi hung white flowers on the gate of Vientiane Pavilion and was about to leave, a ghost stopped her.

"Master, do those dissipated souls still have a chance to reincarnate in the future?" The ghost's voice was full of sadness.

"No."

Hearing this, the ghosts standing at the entrance of the Vientiane Pavilion staggered.

Since the only two gods in this world have said so, then those people are probably true...

"Wuuuuuu..." A sentimental female ghost couldn't help crying.

Those souls who dissipated in the ghost world are still worshiped by ghosts like them, what about those who died in the black street?

No one remembers them, no one misses them, and no one worships them.

They gave everything for mankind, but no one remembers them as unsung heroes.

Ling Yi walked towards the place of worship established by the ghosts in the ghost world for those heroes...

Qing Huai stood blankly in his pajamas on the deserted street.

This is where?

Wasn't he just looking up information related to ghosts and ghosts on the Internet?

He just wanted to go downstairs to get a glass of water, why did he get here in the blink of an eye?
"Hey! Qingze." A voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Qing Huai turned his head, and saw the girl floating on his shoulder.

One

Gone~
With ~

Of ~
girl.

His whole body froze.

The girl patted him on the shoulder, and asked with some doubts: "Qingze, what's wrong with you?"

In the past, every time Qingze saw her, he would give her a smile!
Qing Ze?

Qing Huai's pupils shrank slightly, it seemed that he heard correctly.

The girl in the black dress in front of him was indeed called by his brother's name.

"Qingze, Uncle Liu said just now that the owner of the hall has gone to the sacrifice garden, so let's hurry there too."

Festival garden?

Before Qinghuai could react to where that place was, he was dragged up by the girl and flew up.

Really fly!

Looking at the ground one meter away from him, Qinghuai clenched his fists and forced himself to calm down.

Thinking of his forgettable face, Qing Huai suppressed the fear in his heart, maybe this is a person with special abilities like Ling Yi!
After the girl brought Qing Huai to a place, she landed and walked forward with the crowd.

Looking at the dark crowd in front of him, Qinghuai finally understood why the street was empty just now.

Qing Huai raised his head and glanced at the banner floating in mid-air, his eyes instantly grew to the extreme.

[I would like to pay homage to those heroes who sacrificed for all mankind]
What does it mean?
"Qingze?" A woman in a black dress standing next to Qinghuai suddenly turned her head to look at Qinghuai.

"I haven't seen you for three years, I thought you had disappeared!" The woman raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder.

dissipate?

Hearing this, Qing Huai looked at her calmly, then smiled wryly, "I didn't manage to..."

The woman gave him a sympathetic look.

Indeed, falling in love with a scumbag who didn't tell the truth to herself, and because the scumbag died tragically, she would not be able to get rid of this obsession if it were her.

"Hey! You go to the Vientiane Pavilion to meet the owner and let her help you clear up your doubts."

Vientiane Pavilion?Another term he hadn't heard of.

Before Qing Huai could continue to talk, the woman suddenly conjured two white chrysanthemums out of thin air, then handed him one, and said in a low voice: "No, the curator is just ahead, after you leave the sacrificial garden, you can follow her." Go to the Vientiane Pavilion and let her help you solve your doubts."

Qing Huai looked up in the direction indicated by the woman, and happened to meet Ling Yi's gaze.

(End of this chapter)