Immersive ghost hunting

Lu God is gone.

Only seven days later, Qu Yibai's first seven days, he hastily recuperated, but when he arrived at the mourning hall, the half of Qu Yibai's soul was gone.

Lu Shen's soul has self-awareness, and he left by himself.

But fortunately, even so, He Nian's soul was still preserved.

He lied to He Nian to tattoo Qu Yibai's soul on his body.

If He Nian knew the truth of the matter, he would definitely not want to do that.

He Nian is such a kind person.

Luc God is not easy to find.

But what is easy to recognize is that as long as Lushen passes by, that place will definitely burst out with vigorous vitality.

He followed these abnormalities to find them.

A search is 70 years.

Every time he is always one step late.

The closest to Lushen was a plagued village.

The plague broke out in that village, and a large number of people died almost every day.

If this continues, the village will die.

But Lushen arrived, and he stayed in this village for three days. After that, all the people in the village healed up one after another. Since then, their vitality has continued for several years.

That's Lushen walking on the front foot and arriving on the back foot.

He wanted to take revenge on the people in the village, but for some reason, there was a familiar smell in the village.

Maybe it was the remnants of some memory fragments. He couldn't bear to see those people who had recovered from their injuries, so he abandoned this idea.

But he later regretted it.

It turned out that the familiar smell was Ye Silong.

The reincarnation of his sister.

He should have killed him.

When they saw each other again, Ye Silong and Qu Yibai met again.

He thinks he is a clown.

No matter how much you dance, you can't stop Ye Silong and Qu Yibai from approaching.

This time, he decided to take the other half of Qu Yibai's soul.

Gather all the reincarnations of the murderer in the previous life, absorb their energy one by one, and then approach Qu Yibai, then half of Qu Yibai's energy can be wiped out.

What year is he going to save?

He is going back to his home.

But He Nian found out.

He Nian was angry.

……

Pan Zhuohua let go of Qu Yibai's forehead.

Qu Yibo suddenly had a splitting headache.

Ye Silong's hand was still held by the shopkeeper, he stared blankly at the shopkeeper, trying to see through this body to see his inner soul.

Tears fell uncontrollably.

The memories of the undead and the undead are intertwined, not to mention that Pan Zhuohua still carries a little of Qu Yibai's soul, Qu Yibai's head suddenly hurts and he kneels on the ground.

"Notify Lord Ming quickly, something serious has happened!" Jack shouted hastily.

"Okay." Without saying a word, Tammy used the highest level of alarm to find Hades.

"You can live to be two hundred and eight—"

In front of Qu Yibai's eyes appeared an old man in ragged clothes, who was still a blind man. His hands that were like dry branches touched his immature hands.

He retracted his hands slightly, and a childish voice came out: "Old man, what are you doing?"

What two hundred and eight, although he is young, he is not brainless, so take back this deceptive nonsense quickly.

"This is called bone touching. I'm telling your fortune." The old man said cheerfully.

Qu Yibai didn't believe it at all, so he said: "My mother is having a meeting inside, and she will be coming out soon."

The implication is that I tell you to go back quickly, otherwise I will call someone.

But instead of being afraid, the old man continued to put his hand on his little hand, with a hoarse voice: "You must have a catastrophe when you are in your twenties. As for the age in your twenties, I can't figure it out, but you have to remember, you can survive." Up to two hundred and eight years old is enough—"

"You are very strange, who are you?" Qu Yibai was a little dissatisfied.

The old man got up, walked out leisurely, left him a shadow and said: "I am, Zhao Peng."

"It turns out that Zhao Peng is a blind man." Qu Yibai said, sweating all over his head, looking at Ye Shuang.

"W-what..." Ye Silong hadn't recovered from that memory.

New fragments floated into Qu Yibai's mind again.

It's a child.

A blind child.

Why are there so many blind people?

There are old and small.

The sky and the earth became one piece, and the distant sideline could not be seen clearly.

The wind was too strong, and the dust that was raised was constantly flying.

There was no one else on the street except the child.

"Brother, do you know how to get to Zhongshan Third Road?"

Very familiar conversation.

Qu Yibo tried hard to see that face clearly.

Then he felt himself half crouched down, and pressed the child's face with his fingers.

It's... Ye Silong.

he remembered.

He tore off the white film that covered Ye Silong's eyes.

"Grow up well."

It turned out that he was that god.

It turned out that their fate was really predestined in the dark.

It turned out that they had met so long ago.

In this life, you must live well.

……

The wind and sand are still very strong, but he has to hurry.

As for where to go, he didn't know.

But what he remembers is that he has always had an obsession in his heart, like what kind of person to find, or what kind of place to go, or what kind of thing to do.

He hurried through many blurred and chaotic cities, and occasionally saw some figures. He forgot that he was dead and forgot the time.

He has been walking non-stop.

Until one day, he was a little tired.

After a good night's sleep, he opened his eyes and was in the car. He was in the hometown of overseas Chinese.

Everything after that became clear.

"You still remember?" Pan Zhuohua grabbed Ye Silong's hand tightly and stared at Qu Yibai.

Qu Yibai looked at Ye Silong's wrist, "What do you want?"

A large puff of green smoke poured down from the sky, and Panhe came.

"dad."

"Why are you here? Didn't you tell He Nian to watch?" Pan Zhuohua was a little nervous.

Pan He didn't answer him, but suddenly attacked Qu Yibai.

This night will be their last fight.

Qu Yibai was caught off guard by Pan He.

"Qu Yibai!" Ye Silong finally escaped from that dream.

Qu Yibai also reacted quickly, a sword appeared in his hand and stabbed at Pan He.

The two fought hard.

Pan Zhuohua's hand seemed to have magical powers, and he held Ye Silong tightly so that he couldn't move.

"Feel sorry for me?" Pan Zhuohua said.

Ye Silong looked at him and said nothing.

"Feel guilty?" Pan Zhuohua continued.

After he finished speaking, Ye Silong's eyes suddenly became sharp, "I'm sorry for your numbness, I'm sorry for your stupidity, go to hell!"

He raised the whip in his hand high and slapped Pan Zhuohua mercilessly.

Pan Zhuohua himself was relatively weak, and could barely maintain his posture by relying on possessing others.

"You villain, you hide and hide, you can't see the light, you have done bad things like rat shit all your life, and now you still want to use the old method and possess someone else, I tell you, there is no way!"

Ye Silong erupted with such a powerful force that he was a completely different person than usual.

"In the past, I was unable to protect the people around me. This time, I will see if you will die!"

Pan Zhuohua also exerted his greatest ability, and fought Ye Silong to the death.

"This time, I will take your eyes!"

Pan Zhuohua changed his strategy and flew towards the painter.

"Jack! Look at the painter!" Ye Silong shouted.

But JTT is too far from the painter.

Qu Yibai rushed to Pan Zhuohua first.

"Didn't I tell you clearly that your sword cannot hurt me?" Pan Zhuohua said in a very arrogant tone.

But it's also true.

"I know." Qu Yibai replied.

He snatched away the painter who had stiffened into a stick, and flashed to the edge of the roof.

With Pan He only in front of him, a puff of green smoke was heading towards Ye Silong.

Ye Silong was distracted, and with the cooperation of Pan Zhuohua and Pan He, half of his body was pushed out of the edge of the roof.

The lower body was frozen by Pan Zhuohua's ice.

He is now like a fish on the cutting board, ready to be slaughtered.

"It really is fate." Pan He put his hand on Ye Slong's neck, and kept increasing his strength.

Pan He smiled strangely, "Have you ever thought about how my father and your brother felt when they were pushed downstairs?"

"You enjoy the feeling of being a heartthrob, don't you? Stepping on my father's dignity, trampling on my father's feelings, isn't it a great feeling?"

"Ye Silong!" Qu Yibai threw the artist to JTT.

Too many ghosts are annoying, it's not easy to fight, and there are too many entanglements.

"If you dare to come over, see if I can dig out his eyes." Pan Zhuohua laughed.

Ye Silong's face was flushed and he couldn't breathe.

Turning his head to look downstairs, he struggled to find a chance to jump down.

It is better to jump to death than to be strangled to death by Pan He.

It's also gone.

Pan Zhuohua saw through his intentions, and a dark blue light suddenly penetrated from the shopkeeper's body into Ye Shuang's body.

Pan He let go of his hand.

"It's over, it's really over." Tammy, who witnessed all this, said secretly, Pan Zhuohua got on Ye Shuang's body.

Ye Silong twisted his neck and loosened his wrist, he looked at Qu Yibai, "This time, either you will die, or I will live."

Pan He stood aside and watched them leisurely.

Ye Silong's consciousness was struggling violently.

"Go, hurry up!"

"You don't want to go anywhere, I want you to die—"

"Let's go quickly!"

"If you dare to leave, I will goug his eyes."

Pan Zhuohua's consciousness is constantly dividing Ye Shuang's soul, which is the fate of conjoined twins, now one is a living person and the other is a dead person, both of them are enduring the burning pain.

But with Ye Silong as the carrier, every time he uttered a word, it was as if a piece of his soul had been gouged out.

Blood was already dripping from his hand, and seeing that he hadn't stopped it, he tremblingly stepped forward and grabbed Qu Yibai's hand holding the sword.

He said vaguely: "... stab me."

Qu Yibai looked at him with red eyes, silently stroked Ye Silong's hair.

"Quick... stab me." Ye Silong was about to die.

As long as Qu Yibai kills him, it is equivalent to killing Pan Zhuohua in his body, then a little bit of his soul can return to Qu Yibai, and it is just around the corner to find He Nian with JJT and Mingjun.

Qu Yibo will not die, he can live on.

But Qu Yibai did not move for a long time.

Ye Silong grabbed his hand and was about to raise it.

Qu Yibai pushed Ye Silong away, and took one last look at him, "I said, you have to grow up well, I won't break my promise."