i just want to give birth

The ghosts on the shore were being inspected, and people came down intermittently from the springboard. After a while, Fange suddenly felt his hand tighten slightly, and Yihua signaled that he could go up.

Fang Ge hurriedly called He Ji.

This is a ship that looks very old on the surface, but the interior decoration is very modern. After climbing aboard, Fange immediately buried himself down, holding his breath and concentrating.

The man on the shore was still shouting: "...Once anyone sees a stowaway, they must report to me! She will be dealt with as a crime!"

Fan Ge was nervous when he heard about the two smugglers, so he hurriedly raised his eyes and saw a tall man in ancient costume, he was slowly walking down the springboard, his back was graceful and luxurious, with an irresistible majesty momentum.

"I'll take care of you when you get to the Yin Division." Jiang Yihua thought Fan Ge was worried, and comforted him: "Let's go to the bottom of the cabin now. There are ignorant ghosts below. They are generally used as workers."

Fang Ge recovered his senses and nodded again and again, but He Ji said: "I'm going from the other side, the goal is too big."

The important thing is that it is too scary to have a dark devil around.

Fang Ge didn't know what he was thinking, and after saying goodbye to him friendly, he followed Jiang Yihua's footsteps.

Most of the ignorant ghosts are wandering souls corrupted by yang energy, sold by traders on the Yin-Yang Road, and the captain uses them to serve the ghosts, and only needs to settle the money to the traders in one go, instead of paying wages on a monthly basis. All the money approved by the underworld government went into their own pockets.

These wandering souls don't know what happiness, anger, sorrow and joy are, as if they exist like walking dead.

Their eyes were as hollow as wax figures, and they sat numbly at the bottom of the cabin, waiting for the captain's call at any time.

The entry of Fan Ge and Jiang Yihua did not attract their attention. Everyone maintained a posture, sitting blankly with no expression on their faces, like marionettes.

Fang Ge thought that if he continued to stay in Yangjian, he might become like this, and he suddenly felt terrified.

He held Yi Hua's hand tightly, and said, "We... want to pretend to be them?"

"Let's go there."

Fan Ge followed his line of sight, only to find a carriage without a horse parked in the innermost part, and on the road leading to the carriage, all densely packed were wandering spirits, more than 80 meters in length.

For the current Van Gogh, wandering souls are like a dead man vs a living man, thinking about passing around a group of densely packed corpses, Van Gogh couldn't stop his scalp from going numb.

"No...is there no other choice?"

Yi Hua pursed his lips, concealing the excitement in his heart, and proposed with a stiff expression: "I'll carry you."

"...Forget it, forget it."

Fange felt that Yihua seemed to be laughing at him. The boats came up, and the habitat was found. It was only a few steps away, but he was still hypocritical.

He gritted his teeth, raised his legs and walked over first.

Facing the psychological pressure that those ghosts might pounce on him at any time, Fange climbed into the carriage covered in cold sweat and sat in front of the door. When he turned his head, he almost bumped into Yihua's face. He hurriedly backed away, and Yihua Hua then sat beside him silently.

Those wandering spirits still stopped moving, Fange let go of his heart and asked, "Can I go in?"

"Ok!"

For some reason, Fange felt that he seemed a little happy...

He opened the door of the carriage and made a soft creaking sound. The sound was a bit gloomy in the atmosphere at the moment, but Fange wanted to go in and sleep at the moment, and he didn't feel it at all.

Until the scene inside the carriage appeared in front of him——

The first thing that appeared in front of Van Gogh was a pair of hands, clean and white, with exquisite gold thread embroidery on the black cuffs.

Fang Ge's heart skipped a beat, he raised his head stiffly, and met a delicate and handsome face——

Apart from the retro clothes, this face seems familiar?

"Yihua...?"

"It's my corpse." Yi Hua said while holding the door of the carriage, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "Because I lived a long time, they put me here for many ghosts to pray for their next reincarnation .But since the high-speed rail was repaired, many new ghosts don’t take the boat anymore, so they moved me to the bottom of the boat.”

Fang Ge didn't know whether to envy or sympathize for a while, so he had to change the subject: "This outfit... Which period are you from?"

"The last reincarnation was in the Western Zhou Dynasty."

"It's been so many years?" Vinge exclaimed, "Have you been banned from reincarnation?"

Yi Hua shook his head and said slowly, "I'm tired of living."

"..."

It turns out that there are really people who are tired of living and crooked in the world, and they really die from drought and waterlogging.

Fange went in and stared at Yihua's corpse, and even stretched out his paw to touch his hand. The skin was still soft, but it was a little cold, and the fresh-keeping measures in the underworld were too good.

Yihua's face blushed slightly, feeling embarrassed to continue watching.

Fan Ge asked piously: "Can I see the bead on your head? It's so big."

Take it to Yangjian, and it is estimated to be worth a fortune.

With Yihua's consent, Fange squatted beside the corpse, and carefully touched the pearl on the hair crown. The warm touch made people love it.

Yihua looked at him gently, and seeing Fange poking the face of the corpse again, he subconsciously touched the place where he was poked, his heart pounding like a deer.

Worried about breaking him, Fan Ge reluctantly sat down and gently stroked his silky long hair, saying with emotion: "This is definitely a great miracle in the history of archaeology."

Yihua didn't quite understand, but he could tell that Fange was praising him, so he pursed his lips and showed a faint smile, and his eyes brightened a bit.

Fang Ge didn't feel tired in the Yang world, but he felt a little tired in the underworld.And because the person in the carriage was not someone else, he quickly leaned on the corpse's leg and passed out in a daze.

Afterwards, he was woken up by a burst of shouting. When he woke up, the Yihua ghost was not there, but the corpse was still there. He rubbed his eyes and listened carefully, and found that someone was instructing the wandering soul to work, and the sound of stiff footsteps went away. , but there was a sound of heavy footsteps getting closer.

Fang Ge immediately sat up straight and held his breath.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm here to see you again. Please bless my grandson who is still alive to live to be a hundred years old."

After the bang bang kowtow, all the sounds disappeared again. Fange covered his mouth and waited for a while, and suddenly heard an angry shout: "Who?! How dare you disturb the peace of Changjun?!"

In two or three steps, the man rushed forward and opened the car door!

Into the eyes was a wandering soul sitting beside Yi Hua, his empty eyes staring blankly at the front, the man clicked his tongue: "It turns out that Shi is not clean, come out and work!"

Some wandering souls still have some memories, this is because the yang energy has not corroded him completely, but this kind of souls are still very useful most of the time except for occasional problems.

Moreover, sooner or later, the mechanical life on board will wear down the last bit of his will.

Fan Ge got out of the carriage numbly, and walked around in front of the man. The man carefully cleaned Li Yihua's body, scolded him a few words, and closed the car door again.

Van Gogh was pushed out of the bottom cabin by him, all the way to the galley, someone stuffed him with a plate, straightened his arm, and warned him to take it, because it was food for the captain, continuous and emphatic warnings After pestering him three times, she let him go out with confidence.

Fan Ge entered a spacious and bright private room with several wandering souls. The tables in the private room were covered with white tablecloths and delicate dishes. A man who was talking to the shore muttered: "You say Is Hua Changjun looking for Ruyi again?"

"How do I know this, but Ruyi is really weird, she often runs away without a trace."

Fange turned his eyeballs to peek, feeling a little confused, wondering if this Yihua was the other Yihua, and whether this Ruyi was the other Ruyi.

Youhun set up the dishes one by one, and Vinge also stepped forward to put the things away. Because of obsessive-compulsive disorder, he even moved a crooked dish.

When she was satisfied and turned to leave, she suddenly heard a cold shout: "Stop!"

Most of the wandering souls continued to move forward unconsciously. Only Fan Ge paused slightly. If he really wanted to continue walking, someone grabbed his shoulder. The man's rough voice reminded him: "You are not a fool."

Fan Ge swallowed his saliva, and wanted to continue pretending to be a wandering soul, but the other party said coldly: "Show me your sign."

Fang Ge froze for a moment, then slammed the satchel containing Ruyi hard at the opponent, and then ran away.

Ruyi hopped happily in his bag, Fang Ge rushed out in a panic, and ran desperately along the corridor, paying attention to the surrounding environment while running.The captain's roar came from behind, and the high-pitched sound of the siren pulled the boss, and a female ghost screamed: "Stowaway!! It's a stowaway!!"

When Van Ge was a man, he never thought that he could be so fierce one day. He felt that his bangs were blown up by the wind, and the roots of his hair seemed to be pulled out of his scalp. Panting, he turned a corner and found a half-covered The door, pushed open and hid in.

He held his chest and panted like a dying fish, knelt on the ground and felt as if his lungs were about to explode. After a full 2 ​​minutes of delay, he slowly raised his head——

Yi Hua's corpse was sitting not far from him, the difference was that his eyes were open, and he was looking at him coldly.

Ruyi popped out of Fange's bag with a shudder, and landed in his pure white palm.

Yihua lowered his eyes and looked at Ruyi seriously for a while, Ruyi rubbed against his palm, after a while, Yihua's lips suddenly pursed, looked at him coldly, and said word by word: "Steal, ferry, guest. "

Van Ge: "..."

His little radar told him that this Yihua is not that Yihua.

However, how many masters does Ruyi have?

Vange was in a daze when he heard a knock on the door outside, and the rough captain whispered softly, "Is Mr. Zhang here?"

Yihua Changjun frowned, Ruyi broke free from his hand, and fell into Fange's bag again, and the latter's face sank.

All Yin Divisions know that Jiang Yihua is a single ghost who has been single for thousands of years, and Quan Yin Division knows that Jiang Yihua wants a partner, and his obsession is almost becoming a reality—in fact, it has become a reality, but Jiang Yihua himself refuses to admit it.

But at this moment, facing the object he found with great difficulty, Yihua abided by his duty, opened the door directly and handed Fange out, and added: "lock it up first."

Fan Ge was locked in a small dark room, got up and patted the door for a long time, only to find that Bi Yihua was also locked in.

"You..." Fang Ge pointed at him, then pointed outside, ran over and squatted beside him, and asked, "Is that person your twin brother?"

Bi Yihua asked seriously: "Who are you talking about?"

"Mr. Yihua, who is he? He looks exactly like you when you were alive."

Bi Yihua thought for a while, and said against his conscience: "I don't know him."

"..."

Fang Ge really felt that this ghost world was too chaotic.

So sad.