Chapter 210 Mourning

In just a split second, Ling Yi lost sight of Huai and stopped seeing Huai clearly.

In the more than 300 years since the ghost world was built, not many living people have entered here, but there are five people.

No matter what method Qinghuai used to pass the test of the ghost gate, since he can come here, then this is his chance, as long as he doesn't try to do anything harmful to the ghost world, she has no right to interfere with his being here the behavior of.

Looking at Ling Yi's extremely indifferent look, Qing Huai seemed to have been poured with cold water all over his body, and all the enthusiasm for meeting acquaintances in this strange place faded away.

He stared blankly at Ling Yi's profile, motionless.

Instead, the woman standing next to him looked at his stupid look, stood on tiptoe, and patted his shoulder vigorously.

She hated iron and steel and whispered to Qing Huai who was standing still: "The person who was looking at you just now is the owner of the Vientiane Pavilion. Since she has already looked at you, why don't you run over quickly?" Show your presence in front of her!"

You know, that man has a shining golden thigh walking!
Anything that slipped through her fingers was enough for them to live on.

Why!The woman sighed and shook her head.

"After the owner leaves later, you should follow her quickly, otherwise you may not have the chance to ask her to help you solve your doubts today." After all, there are many people who want to ask the owner to ask questions now!
"Ok?"

Facing Shang Qinghuai's suspicious eyes, the woman clicked her tongue lightly.

"Those old pedants are stupid to study things. As soon as the owner of the library opens, they can't wait to take the private money they hid before their death to ask the owner of the library to ask questions. If you don't rush ahead of them, then you can't do it today. I won’t be able to see the owner.” And the next time the owner will come to the ghost world, I don’t know when it will be!

During his lifetime?Qing Huai's pupils shrink slightly, where is this?

Thinking of this, the woman couldn't help complaining, "Tell me about them, they are already dead, why are you still researching things like aircraft?"

Every time I see them muttering various theories on the street, women feel dizzy.

Should it be said that they deserve to be people who have done research all their lives?
"Although I admire their spirit of continuing to study after death, why do they have to drag innocent ghosts like us every time they do research? It's so annoying." The woman broke down and talked. hair.

As a person who is exhausted, she doesn't want to touch work anymore, okay?
"Uh—" Qing Huai thought about his words, "This..."

"The ghosts of the ghost world."

Qing Huai's voice was suppressed by a voice that came from nowhere.

Qing Huai blinked, feeling that the number of times he was surprised in just a few ten minutes had far exceeded the sum of the times he was surprised in the previous 10 years.

Ghost world?ghost?Is he already dead?

"Let us offer our most sincere respect to those compatriots who have disappeared!"

The sound of mourning and music sounded, and the ghosts in the sacrifice garden bowed their heads at the same time, and mourned silently.

Sorrow filled the air, and even though Qing Huai didn't know who they were worshiping here, he was a little saddened by the atmosphere here.

After an unknown amount of time, the music suddenly became impassioned.

The stagnant atmosphere in the sacrificial garden disappeared, and all the 'people' in the sacrificial garden began to move around. Qing Huai walked behind the woman for a long time, and then imitated the white chrysanthemum in his hand and placed it on an unnamed tombstone. forward.

After following the woman out of the sacrificial garden, just as Qing Huai wanted to talk to her, the woman disappeared in front of him.

Qing Huai looked blankly at the place where the woman disappeared. After a while, he looked around, only to find that the sacrificial garden that had been overcrowded just now had become empty.

No, there is one more person.

Qing Huai looked at the figure in the sacrificial garden, he turned around and ran back.

"Hey!" Taking a closer look, Qing Huai realized that this was still an acquaintance.

"Ling Yi!" Ling Yi, who was about to leave the ghost world, turned her head in surprise when she heard Qing Huai's cry.

"Why are you still here?" After everyone finished worshiping, shouldn't they all have left?

Seeing the surprise on Ling Yi's face, Qing Huai asked calmly, "I'm not here, where should I be?"

Ling Yi frowned, looked at Qing Huai carefully, and suddenly asked, "How did you get in?"

People who enter through the ghost gate will get basic information about the ghost world from the ghost gate at the moment they enter the ghost world.

But in Qing Huai's body, she didn't feel that he was recognized by the ghost gate.

Qing Huai's heart skipped a beat, "What's wrong?"

Ling Yi suddenly raised her hand and snapped her fingers. Before Qing Huai could even blink her eyes, she found herself in a strange room.

Qinghuai was very calm about this.

The dense group of people in the sacrificial garden could disappear completely in the blink of an eye; he just came to a room in an instant, so what's the surprise?
hehe~~
Seeing Qing Huai's trembling, Ling Yi motioned him to find a stool to sit down and relax, and then she hung the sign of 'Closed Business' on the door.

"How did you get in? Tell the truth."

"I..." Facing Shang Lingyi's clear apricot eyes, Qing Huai found that he couldn't tell the lies that were on his lips.

So Qing Huai had no choice but to confess honestly, "I don't know how I got here either."

"I don't know?" Ling Yi frowned.

"What were you doing before you came here?"

"...I was looking up some information related to supernatural beings on the Internet."

research?
"Did you see a skull on the Internet?"

Qing Huai shook his head.

Entering the ghost world without seeing the skull transformed from the ghost gate, there is only one situation.

Ling Yi stood up straight, looked Qing Huai's body up and down, then stared at the pocket of Qing Huai's pajamas, and suddenly said lightly: "Come out!"

Hearing Ling Yi's words, the little black snake who had been playing dead in Qinghuai's pocket stiffened, trying to disguise himself as a black rope to get away with it.

"Need me to give you some popular science, what kind of punishment will you receive if you privately bring the spirit body of a living person into the ghost world? Xiao Hei."

The little black snake who was named crawled out of Qing Huai's pocket with a mournful face.

"Hiss~ hiss~ Ling Yi, the snake didn't bring Qing Huai in on purpose."

Seeing the dark poisonous snake crawling out of his pocket, Qing Huai stiffened his body.

"Am I sending you to the Ministry of Justice, or are you going?"

The little black snake twisted its body and said, "Hiss~ Snake, snake, go by yourself."

Being sent there by Ling Yi is a more serious crime.

buzzing (⌒`)
Before the little black snake swam away, he took a nostalgic look at Qing Huai.

Hey, beauty, the snake will be punished because of you.

(End of this chapter)

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