Bend that ghost

"Okay, now you should also tell me, this little guy..." Wen Yuan stretched out his hand and tapped Wen Zhijiang with his fingertips, without concealing the interest in his eyes, he said, "How did he die?"

"..." Are you really my ancestor?ah?Shouldn't it be time to take revenge with a 40-meter-long machete? ?

Wen Zhijiang, who was discussing the cause of his death with his ancestors, was in a delicate mood, because the murderer has not been found yet.

Hmm...except for that enigmatic, innocent and beautiful boy, Mr. Gu Zhi Xiaodao.

Lu Li made a timely rescue: "The young master is the last blood of the Wen family, but the cause of the young master's death is still under investigation."

Wen Zhijiang was very glad that Lu Li didn't call him 'young master' in front of his ancestors. After all, this title not only has an ambiguous color, but also has a little bit of pampering in it.

"Oh..." Wen Yuan was very calm, and there was a narrowness in his eyes: "So my Wen family is... the last one?"

"..." Wen Zhijiang Fue, why are you gloating about the Wen family being extinct?

Seeing that the few people were silent, Wen Yuan smoothed things over on his own: "It's not a problem, it's not a problem, it's normal for a family to decline." He took a meaningful look at Lu Li, and a flash of approval flashed in his phoenix eyes, "The little guy is good. It has not fallen down until now.”

Wen Zhijiang subconsciously turned his head to look at Lu Li, and suddenly his pupils shrank. He saw Lu Li's resolute figure tremble clearly. Although it was only for a moment, he must have read it right. Lu Li was injured?

Damn it, this guy's injuries are not healed at all, just now he was able to save the souls of the dead!

Wen Zhijiang's teeth were itching with anger, but he just frowned slightly, and took the initiative to take a step sideways, approaching Lu Li, and his body was suddenly heavy.The two looked like they were standing side by side intimately, but in fact it was Lu Li who leaned on Wen Zhijiang's body.

"Are you okay?" The voice was as thin as a mosquito.

But Lu Li still heard it clearly, and raised the corners of his lips to smile, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry." After speaking, Lu Li suddenly stopped, his expression changed, and he murmured softly, "Here we come..."

But Wen Yuan smiled softly at this moment: "Are those guys here?" He stood up from the coffin with Jing Lian's body in his arms, and jumped out of the coffin with his long legs. Has the demeanor of a young man in fresh clothes and an angry horse.

Wen Zhijiang, who hadn't figured out who came, was dazed for a moment, and then he heard the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, the sound of brakes, and a furious curse: "Damn it! Yinshan's surname is Lu! You fucking explain it to me." Explain! Where did so many lonely ghosts come from!?"

A beautiful silver-gray sports car was parked not far from the altar. A cursing man jumped out of the driver's seat. He was wearing a silver-gray elegant suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like he had eaten gunpowder, but the appearance of striding over with a briefcase in his hands was quite like a mature and stable professional elite.

Seeing Wen Zhijiang suddenly, the man was stunned, and then changed an unbelievable expression and said: "...Yin... the young master of Yinshan is dead???"

Lu Li squinted his eyes and sneered: "Yes, the young master of Yinshan is dead, so why are you talking about what you want Master to explain to you? Hmm?"

Wen Yuan walked forward with Jing Lian in his arms, frowned, but didn't speak.

He also really couldn't figure out the situation, he died a little early, he didn't know how the Yin Mountain got here, and he didn't understand why the ghost messengers were afraid of Lu Li, and he looked at the urgency to ask for an explanation, but there was only one person here , It's not like asking a teacher for a crime.

Wen Yuan thought that his ability to accept was good, and he didn't say anything when he saw the juniors in strange clothes, but he was a little confused by the cool silver-gray box.

The ghost messenger recovered quickly, stretched out his hand and pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, and said with a straight expression on his face: "Sorry, my name is Tang Tang, this matter is an oversight by the underworld, I thought that as long as there is no Young Master Wen in the life and death book The name is enough, I didn't expect... But the sky is about to turn upside down, nearly [-] ghosts poured into the reincarnation road together, the Naihe bridge almost collapsed, and the supply of Meng Po soup for Miss Meng is in short supply, I am afraid that the underworld will be temporarily closed for a while. "

Wen Zhijiang was at a loss, but he sensed the seriousness of the matter from the ghost messenger's serious expression and the phrase "Naihe bridge almost collapsed", so he couldn't help but look at the ghost messenger named Tang Tang more, thinking that your ghost messengers have the same name. so cute?Sugar?

Wen Yuan's complexion suddenly changed, and he said sharply: "What's the situation in the underworld?! Where's the lonely soul of Wangchuan?!"

Back then, Lian'er's soul returned to the underworld, and her love was as deep as the sea. Wen Yuan didn't believe that Lian'er would reincarnate by herself, and the lonely souls who were too obsessed would live in the river of Wangchuan, and the water of Wangchuan would eat away at their memories. Maybe one day they I don't even know what I'm waiting for, but I still stubbornly stay in Wangchuan.

Pour three souls and seven souls, waiting for one person to return.

Tang Tang was overwhelmed by Wen Yuan's oppressive aura, but fortunately he recovered quickly, glanced at the man in white with lingering fear, and asked politely, "Are you...?"

Wen Yuan's whole body is full of natural nobility and oppression of being in a high position for a long time. When those sharp phoenix eyes stared at him, he completely ignored the man's handsome appearance, but faced the shocking pressure directly. .

"...that is the ancestor of the Wen family." Lu Li reminded him from the side.

Tang Tang and Lu Li can be regarded as friends of gentlemen. After all, both of them are wandering in Yin and Yang realms, not to mention one is a disciple of Yinshan Mountain and the other is a ghost messenger.

Tang Tang was taken aback again, frowned and said, "The situation is unclear now. When I came out, the underworld was already in chaos. I am afraid that many ghosts will take the opportunity to escape from the underworld. Now some of the ghosts are hunting for the ghosts, and some are stationed in the reincarnation road. , since you have passed away, why don't you go back with me and go to Wangchuan to see for yourself."

Wen Yuan's face was gloomy, and his brows were full of gloom. After a long while, he nodded, agreeing.

Tang Tang heaved a sigh of relief, and then glanced at Wen Zhijiang with a complex expression, his brows were tightly frowned, and he said to Lu Li, "Young Master Wen's death palace can't be of any help for now, let alone there is no name of Young Master Wen in the book of life and death. I'm afraid there is no way to find out, what are you going to do now?"

Lu Li snorted coldly, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I'm afraid the psychic world has been plotting for years to take the young master's life. Back then, the young master's father took his life, and now they have done it blatantly." Oh, even the master..." Speaking of this, Lu Li suddenly changed the subject, saying loudly, "No one offends me, I won't offend others, if they dare to push Yinshan into a corner, I will repay you tenfold!"

Tang Tang shook his head: "The matter of the underworld...is too coincidental."

Lu Li was silent, that's true, when they were isolated and helpless, something happened to the underworld, and...the turmoil in the underworld is also inseparable from them.

Yuan Shang's misfortune, from the very beginning, seemed like someone deliberately lured them into the city. Lu Li and Wen Zhijiang looked at each other, and at the same time, a guess appeared in their minds—the purpose was to lure thousands of souls into the underworld, so that the underworld would have no time to care about mortal affairs?