Yokai University

Wei Yan froze for a moment, then asked slowly, "Lingchong?"

Zhong Ling nodded, his head was still hurting, as if he had had an endless, sad and hopeless dream.Fortunately, this dream is not only suffering, but also sweet.He spent a long time with Wei Yan, so long that he, as a human being, could not touch it.

He looked at Wei Yan and couldn't help but have red eyes.

It's not because of what happened to him, but because of his A Yan, who survived alone by himself for such a long time, grasping the little fairy soul he left behind.

How uncomfortable he must be.

Originally thought that they would never meet again, originally thought that everything would end at the moment of eclipse.All affection, all joy, all is gone.

But this person is just so stupid, as stubborn as ever, because the piece of immortal soul he left behind went to heaven and earth, and it took him so many years to put together those fragments of the original soul that could not be broken again.

Zhong Ling breathed a sigh of relief slowly, and wanted to say something to Wei Yan, but a voice came from beside him: "Are you awake?"

Liu Wenchuan was also nearby for some reason, he moved his head closer, looked at Zhong Ling's inexplicable expression, and then at Wei Yan's even more inexplicable expression, coughed lightly: "That... you two just Have we been separated for two hours? Why is it as if we haven't seen each other for tens of thousands of years? Even if Xiaobie is better than newly married, this Xiaobie is a bit too short, right?"

Zhong Ling and Wei Yan looked at Liu Wenchuan at the same time—if you are right, it really is tens of thousands of years.

After Zhong Ling was interrupted by Liu Wenchuan, he found himself lying in a coffin. His five senses gradually recovered, and an unpleasant damp smell rushed over.

Zhong Ling stretched out his hand to touch the coffin. It was made of pure stone. I don't know what kind of material was used. It was still warm and not so cold.

He suddenly remembered how he looked before he fainted. At that time, he seemed to be jealous of himself?Then...he felt a little embarrassed for a moment. After all these years, Wei Yan's heart for him was very clear, and he was still being petty at this time.

But if he is Lingchong, who is that white-clothed Lingchong?

Zhong Ling sat up slowly, and he confirmed the current time to Liu Wenchuan again.

"It's like this. I was terrified when you were swept away by the river! On the one hand, I was afraid of your death, and on the other hand, it was the first time I saw this supernatural power appear in front of me. Wei Yan went to rescue you, and it didn't take long He ran up again and said that there was an ancient tomb below, and the walls of the tomb had been mapped, so there was no way to break through the wall by force. He thought that I was also a professor of archeology, and I probably had a lot of research on these tombs. Take me down."

Liu Wenchuan rubbed his nose: "Actually, it's the first time I've entered a tomb so quickly. There are traps outside. Ordinary archaeologists must have to go through a period of time to get in. But..."

He glanced at Wei Yan: "Didn't I follow an ordinary person this time? Just came in like this. This tomb is different from the ancient tombs we have opened. There is still air circulation inside, and there are no messy things. It seems that they have already made preparations. But the strange thing is, why did you lie in a coffin when you were swept in by the river? If Wei Yan hadn't found you, I would never have thought you were here."

Zhong Ling thought in his heart - after looking for the soul fragments of ten thousand years, isn't it easy to find someone...

Wei Yan stretched out his hand to hug Zhong Ling out, and asked in a deep voice, "How do you feel?"

Zhong Ling writhed in his arms twice, then shook his arms and wrists: "There is nothing wrong with it, but my body is a little weak, and my head still hurts. I just had a long dream."

"What did you dream about?" Wei Yan asked.

"Just... those things before." Zhong Ling said in a low voice, "I probably know what's going on."

Wei Yan nodded: "Let's go out and talk about it."

"I'm afraid you can't leave yet." A voice came from behind the three of them, and a middle-aged man came out from the shadows. He looked at Zhong Ling and said with a faint smile, "Long time no see, Lingchong."

Zhong Ling could not help trembling in Wei Yan's arms when he saw this man's face and heard his voice: "It's you... Lang Chen?"

He didn't know how to address this person, and this was the only address he could think of.

Lang Chen didn't care about the name, he was originally anonymous, so he just snatched a body and treated it as his own.Now that the previous Lang Chen is dead, he is the new Lang Chen.

Lang Chen smiled slightly. His face at the moment can be said to have changed, but his eyes and smile will not change, which is why Wei Yan recognized him before.

"We still have to go to the ghost world together." Lang Chen said: "Since we have come to Tongming Tomb, how can we return empty-handed? Doesn't Lingchong want to go to the ghost world to meet the ghost king? He did his best for your affairs. Quite a few."

When he said this, thinking of what he had done before, Zhong Ling naturally thought that he was doing it for the picture scroll in the ghost world.Back then, he used the scroll as a formation and sealed the "Heart of Ten Thousand Demons" in it.

"Are you doing it for the 'Heart of Ten Thousand Monsters'?" Zhong Ling asked.

Lang Chen looked at the way Wei Yan was holding him, and it was obviously a bit painful, but he thought that after ten thousand years of training, his obsession with Lingchong had weakened a lot, and he was no longer the previous self. .

Now, all he thinks about is revenge, and only by letting Ling Chong and Wei Yan fall into despair again can he liberate his heart that has been resentful for thousands of years.

"Exactly." Lang Chen replied.

Zhong Ling sighed, and said: "Apart from other things, from the perspective of a modern person, the name 'Heart of the Thousand Demons' is too earthy. Can we change it? I was a little ashamed when I said it. "

Lang Chen: "..."

Lang Chen decided to ignore Zhong Ling's question, and continued: "The ghost world is turned upside down now, and the ghost king is also different from before. His power is gradually fading, and he is no longer the only one. Ling Chong didn't go to see his old friend. Is there any need?" Where do you help?"

Zhong Ling attacked again: "My name is Zhong Ling."

Lang Chen: "..."

Lang Chen gritted his teeth, and said viciously: "Whether you want to go today or not, you have to go! This is where the Jade Candle Pond was originally, and only by building a tomb here can you lead to the ghost world. It was put into the picture scroll by you, and there is no one to guard it. As long as you restore your original memory, you will know how to enter the ghost world!"

As he said that, he took a step back, revealing the formation under his feet, and said triumphantly: "This is what I have learned in the past ten thousand years, the formation that you were best at back then. How does it feel to regain your memory? Isn't it? Wonderful?"

Zhong Ling: "Thank you. By the way, it took me only a hundred years to learn formation."

Lang Chen: "..." I must have been blind in the first place to hold on to this person!

Zhong Ling signaled Wei Yan to put himself down, walked around the tomb, and said, "There are no stones."

"Why do you want stones?" Lang Chen asked.

Wei Yan, on the other hand, smashed a sarcophagus without saying a word, and the rubble fell to the ground.

Zhong Ling picked up a stone, threw it on the ground, and shouted: "Lan Qiu! Ghost Lord! I am Ling Chong! I want to enter the ghost world! Did you hear that?"

Lang Chen: "...that's how you entered the ghost world back then?"

Zhong Ling nodded: "That's it."

The author has something to say:

Lang Chen: I feel that my previous self was probably mentally retarded...

Zhong Ling: Well, you were originally.

Wei Yan: My daughter-in-law and I still have a good understanding, hehehe.

In order to celebrate our return to modern times, how about giving out red envelopes for another day today!