Yin Yang ferry

As soon as Guanghan came out, He Shu saw it.

Even though there were more important things than Guang Han's appearance, He Shu still subconsciously focused all his attention on the person in front of him.

He keenly discovered that this Guanghan was not the one who pulled him out of the Nai River earlier, but there was a subtle difference from the Guanghan he had always known.

This description seems a bit abstract.

To put it simply, Guanghan is still the same Guanghan, but there are some changes in the opponent.

This kind of change will definitely not be noticed by strangers, but for He Shu who gets along day and night, he can still tell it at a glance.

"Old Han? Han Bao?"

He Shu showed hesitation and used this tentative title to verify his guess.

"it's me."

Almost at the end of his voice, Guanghan responded to his greeting.

While He Shu breathed a sigh of relief, he had more questions.

What about Guanghan in armor?

He said that he is a part of the real Guanghan, so has Guanghan recovered that part?

If not, do you want to tell him about those deep and rough life backgrounds?

In the past, when I opened the history books, even if I saw the flames of war, there was always a layer of separation. It seemed that it was not tragic enough. It was not until I heard the stories told by Guang Han that He Shu realized that those were not tragic enough, just because the things were irrelevant and irrelevant. Also because there is no emotion involved.

Guanghan seemed to see what he was thinking, and before he finished tangling, he had already given the answer.

"I've recovered it all."

"All?" He Shu was even more surprised, "Have you found the dipo?"

"No Dipo." Guanghan shook his head, "Before I lost my memory, I made a mistake in my judgment."

He Shu: "I saw a person just like you, wearing ancient armor..."

Guanghan: "That is my lost memory, and now it has returned."

In order to curb his greed, he chose to strip his memory, sink into the Nai River, and embed the fragments of the magic mirror in He Shu's body.

A few years later, He Shu would come to the underworld by chance, ups and downs in the Nai River, and awakened the stripped Guanghan. After years of memory fragments, he had already condensed into an image of a spear and armor. A past that cannot be let go.

All this was because someone told him that he hoped he could let go of the past and not be bound by the past.

But he retrieved the memory again, presenting the inextricably linked relationship between the two of them.

How wonderful the fate is, it goes around and around, and returns to the original point.

It's just that he is now, not the former him.

He Shu, who has forgotten his past, is no longer that lonely ghost who will be wiped out at any time.

"Are you okay? Hey, actually, I think it's okay if you can't remember those memories. The past has long passed, so there's no need to worry about it. No wonder you used to emphasize that you are a human being. It turns out that you have been here for a long time. You have a phobia of the underworld. Don't worry, I won't dislike you. After all, you are my roommate. There are still a lot of fans waiting for you to go back to live broadcast. It's time to show..."

Guanghan has discovered that as long as He Shu is nervous, he will keep quiet and pretend to be inscrutable in front of strangers, and will chatter endlessly in front of acquaintances.

He didn't find it annoying, and even felt that these babbles sounded very smoky, a long-lost joy and peace.

But the current situation is not right, and it is not suitable, Guanghan can only stop it.

The way to stop it was that he directly reached out and squeezed the mouth that was speaking.

He Shu, who was squeezed into a duckbill, stared at him, and the sound was automatically silenced.

Guanghan let go with satisfaction.

A little anger appeared on He Shu's face, but he was not really angry.

In order to prevent the other party from making such childish actions again, he simply moved a few steps aside.

The two of them talked for less than a minute just now, and the errands still maintained expressions of lingering fear, unable to recover from the noise.

Even the appearance of Guanghan should have shocked them, but not many people paid attention to it.

During this period of time, the ghosts have experienced enough changes, and now unless the Jade Emperor descends to earth, it will be difficult to be surprised again.

"What was that sound just now? Did something happen?"

After all, He Shu is not a person from the underworld, so he doesn't quite understand their imminent enemy.

"That is……"

Sweet Twelve's throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, and his expression was also bitter, which was almost the same as Ku Shisan's bitter melon face.

Thinking of Ku Shisan, He Shu raised his head and looked around.

"Why is Ku Shisan missing?"

"That's the sound of the green seal."

Sweet Twelve didn't seem to hear his second question.

"Ghosts cannot obey the order of the green seal. Judge Zhou must have used this green seal to mobilize the ghosts in the ghost city. The other half of the ghost city that has not yet fallen may also fall into his hands."

"There is also Ye Jing, Ye Jing was snatched by Beihao just now!" Le Shiyi was in a hurry.

"Wait! Where is the mirror, how do you know it was taken away?" Fengfeng also interjected.

"Kamma Mirror is Kushisan! Kushisan is the incarnation of Karma Mirror!" Le Eleven told the truth.

He Shu and Fengfeng couldn't help but let out a cry.

"The mirror of karma becomes the essence?"

Ku Shisan kept his face drooping all the time, and he hardly spoke a word. Those who had glanced at him didn't want to take a second look at him. He had the strongest sense of presence among the four errants, but he was also the weakest. Yes, who would have thought that Ku Shisan was actually a mirror of karma?

Beihao descended from the sky and made a ruthless speech. Everyone thought that he was going to occupy the fifth hall, but who knew that his goal was Karma from beginning to end.

With Yejing and Qingxi, he can almost walk sideways in the underworld.

"If the green seal falls into his hands, what will happen to the ghost city?" Fengfeng still doesn't quite understand, "Aren't the ghost towns full of ghosts waiting to die? It is said that the inside is the same as the world of the underworld, except that the people who come and go are all ghosts."

Now that he is already a ghost, what else can Judge Zhou do?

Sweet Twelve said solemnly: "Ghosts also have seven emotions and six desires. Think about it, what will happen if your emotions are controlled? That ghost is no longer a ghost, but a walking dead. Judge Zhou wants his own Yin soldiers, Qingxi Once the cover is made, the will has been born, and all ghosts can't help themselves. Even if they are ordered to jump into the Nai River, they will only obey. We can only be spared if we stay far away, but the voice under the green seal just now will more or less speak to us caused damage."

The more he talked, the more frightened he became.

The barrier outside the fifth hall has been broken. If there are still Yin soldiers coming, they will have no resistance at all.

Even the karma mirror has been taken away, and now the fifth palace has no leader, and only a few ghosts are left.

But what He Shu thought of was Jiang Siyin and Xiaotian.

"What about the living people? What will happen to the living people in the ghost town? Will they be affected by the green seal?"

"Living people will not be affected by the green seal, but when you are surrounded by crazy ghosts, can you still survive?"

Sweet Twelve is not at all optimistic about what happened to He Shu's friend in the ghost town.

Now the ghost city is probably in chaos, maybe the people from the last five halls will rush over, but how long can the master of the tenth hall resist in front of Qingxi and Yejing?

"Or, let's run away! Go to the back five halls to avoid the limelight. There may be some support there. I haven't heard the news of Beihao's attack until now!" Sweet Twelve carefully suggested.

"It's fine, now the fifth hall can't be kept anymore, and the mirror of karma is gone, leaving the green hills, so I don't worry about running out of firewood!" Xian Shishi responded immediately.

Both the human heart and the ghost mind have their own thoughts and desires. This is the case in the yang world, and it will not change much in the underworld.

It is reasonable for Sweet Twelve not to want to stay here any longer in order to save his life.

He wanted to make friends with He Shu and the others, so he stopped deliberately after speaking, waiting for He Shu's response.

As a result, He Shu's answer was completely unexpected.

"I want to go to the ghost town and find them."

Tian Shier was taken aback, and just about to say you were crazy, when he remembered the scene where He Shu summoned the mirror just now, he swallowed the words abruptly and forced a smile.

"Mr. He, are you joking?"

Before He Shu could speak, Fengfeng had already shouted: "That's right, isn't it just a ghost town? I haven't been to any place in Phoenix! It's Longtan and Tiger's Den, the eighteenth floor of hell, I want to go there! What are you afraid of? Who is afraid of it?" Who is the grandson!"

Sweet Twelve is about to turn into a bitter face: "Mr. He, it's not that we are timid..."

"I understand." He Shu stopped him, "There is Qingxi in the ghost town, the closer you are, the more it will be affected, we are living people, it doesn't matter..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and couldn't help but glance at Guanghan.

"I am also a living person." The latter looked back blankly.

The corner of He Shu's mouth twitched, he looked away, and continued to finish the sentence: "Sweet Twelve, tell the truth, are the Houwu Palaces really indifferent to such a big change? Are they going to sit and watch the entire underworld fall completely?"

Tian Twelve smiled bitterly: "Actually, I don't know too well. I only know that before the Beihao took action, the ten halls here were aware of it, and several hall masters also gathered together for a meeting. As for what they said, Our level is too low, we can’t get in, and we don’t know. Later, when our hall master left, he told us to stay in the fifth hall and insisted on holding on. At that time, I thought that the hall masters must have a way Well, maybe I want to wait for work with ease, wait for the rabbit to come, and wait for the Beihao to hit me, but now—”

But now even the master of the fifth hall is gone, the ghost city has also fallen, and the last five halls are still silent, maybe the entire army has been wiped out.

The more Sweet Twelve talked, the more miserable she felt, and couldn't help crying.

He cried and said, "I don't want to be called Sweet Twelve anymore, I should be called Kushi Twelve, why is my life so hard! I worked all my life, bought a house with great difficulty, paid off the loan, and had a heart attack. The people are gone, the house is not enjoyed, and I continue to work hard in the underworld, relying on my qualifications to survive the ghost job in Qiongqi Temple, which can be regarded as fulfilling my dream of not being a civil servant in the underworld, but now this damn Beihao comes , it’s all gone again, I won’t even fail to be a ghost?!”

He Shu: ...

"Let's go." Guanghan said.

He Shu nodded, and said to several erratic servants: "Since your palace master told you to stay here, you'd better do it. We'll leave first, and we'll meet later."

All the ghosts looked at each other in blank dismay, and Tian Twelve couldn't help but cry.

"Mr. He, there is a passage leading to the world of Qiongqi Palace! The passage has not completely collapsed yet. Although it is confused with chaos, it is a bit dangerous, but you still have time to go back directly, and you don't need to go to the ghost city to take risks!"

He Shu: "There are two friends who came with us. If we leave them, we will feel uneasy going back. Thank you very much. If everything goes well, we will come back to find you."

Fengfeng: "Okay, okay, don't be naughty, hurry up, is it Grandpa's turn to show off his power this time, I'm ready, I'll blow fire and kill them all!"

Tian Twelve stared blankly at He Shu and Guang Han leaving Qiongqi Temple with the little fat bird without looking back, and ran towards the vast darkness where no good or bad luck was known.

"What is the relationship between him and the mirror?"

……

After leaving Qiongqi Palace, the air was as cold as a living person in all directions, and they immediately swarmed over, eager to absorb it.

Fengfeng didn't say anything, and directly sprayed two flames, which instantly stopped those ghost breaths that were about to move.

He Shu put his arms around Guanghan's shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Laohan, I want to go to Jiang Siyin and the others, otherwise my conscience will be hard to bear, and this time I will implicate you again!"

The opponent was a little shorter than himself, and with his arms crossed, Guanghan was squeezed so that his body leaned slightly to the side, which was not a very comfortable position.

But he didn't get rid of it, instead he slowed down his pace, followed the opponent's footsteps, and tried his best to accommodate himself.

"No regrets."

Only three short words.

What He Shu didn't know was that these three words had been the answer of thousands of years in past and present lives.