"In other words, eleven years after Ms. Meng's death, Yi Fengze also died?

This is only forty years old, and it was not considered a long life in ancient times, let alone modern times?

"And why are their lives so similar, and they belong to two souls? Could it be that the souls are split?"

Lao Zhao: "......"

Auntie, how do I know? I really don't know anything about the things that go with the magic, okay?

Zhao Yangwan's own eyes were black, not to mention the rookie Xue Elegy.

One of them has been a ghost for more than a hundred years, and the other has been a ghost for a hundred days, and they have seven tricks on magic, which requires more background and time accumulation—only one of them doesn't know.

However, in the past few days, the old ghosts with background have been busy and have no time to do work, so they can only call Zhao Yangwan and Xue Elegy.

After all, they don't need to reason, just bring the information back.

"Eh, Brother Zhao, they die differently! Look-"

Xue Wangge leaned over with the booklet and pointed his finger at one of the lines.

Cause of death: cough, suffocation.

Look at Zhao Yangwan's side again.

Cause of death: overboard, drowning.

Zhao Yangwan looked at his own, then at Xue Elegy's, and then at his own, and so on five or six times, and finally clapped his head: "It should be a key point, write it down." ”

Xue Wangge did not doubt him, and took out the recording device he carried with him to write down this article.

If Zhiqian or Yun Bulu are here, they will probably be speechless, why?

These two fools have brought recording devices, and they directly record all the things into it, and it is better to go back to the inn and tidy it up?

In other words, their performance is quite like a scumbag who temporarily crammed before the exam.

However, no one and no ghost will remind them, so Lao Zhao took Xiao Xue to flip through the books, one by one, the more he turned it, the more weak he became, and the more he remembered, the more sleepy he became.

Fortunately, there is not much information.

Zhao Yangwan flipped through the book and thought to himself, otherwise his hand would be broken.

Closing the book: "It's finally good, Xiao Xue......"

Lao Zhao was about to celebrate with Xue Elegy, but when he turned his head, the little ghost's head fell asleep little by little.

Zhao Yangwan: ......

Feelings have been sleeping?

"Xiao Xue!"

Zhao Yangwan roared, roaring Xue Wangge so violently that he jumped up and almost hit the ceiling.

Let go of the hand holding Xue Wangge's ankle, and when the little girl swayed to the ground, Zhao Yangwan asked with a straight face, "Did you write it down just now?"

Xue Elegy: "...... Oh, ah, yes, what?"

"You're not going to sleep from beginning to end, are you?"

Zhao Yangwan couldn't hold back his face, and his face showed a look of horror.

…… Do you have to go over it again?

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Xue Elegy: "Oh, no, I wrote it down." ”

She turned on the recording device and showed the dense notes to Zhao Yangwan, and comforted Brother Zhao, who was hit by a critical attack.

I don't know why, it is clear that Zhao Yangwan's voice is rough and upright and loud, and it is by no means the kind of voice that can hypnotize people, but Xue Wangge couldn't help but want to sleep when he listened to it.

On the contrary, this kind of sound is put on the battlefield and roared out, which is more effective than chicken blood.

When Lao Zhao was the commander, he didn't know how many soldiers he had inspired and how many battles he had won with this hand.

Today's hypnotic Xue Elegy, probably an accident?

"That's good, we've checked the information, let's go to the Lechuan River next?"

Zhao Yangwan let out a long breath and said refreshedly.

Without waiting for Xue Elegy to answer, a voice interjected.

"Lethe, are you looking for the ferryman?"

It is the mirror spirit non-clothing.

"yes, you know him?"

Xue Wangge looked up, and sure enough, he saw Jing Ling lying on the top of the bookshelf at some point, holding his chin to look at them.

Feiyi pursed his lips and smiled: "Yes, what are you looking for him?"

"Ask about something......" Xue Elegy paused, "I don't know if it's inconvenient for the girl to reveal a little bit about the ferryman?"

"Yes. ”

Feiyi agreed very easily, and when the second ghost listened attentively, she tilted her head and smiled: "But I want you to exchange things." ”

"Aren't all of your inns like this? Help the ghosts do errands, and I will receive the payment. ”

"This ......"

Xue Wangge couldn't make up his mind and looked at Zhao Yangwan.

"The girl in non-clothes will talk about what to change first, and let's think about it. ”

Zhao Yangwan smiled back.

"Simple. ”

Feiyi put down his hand and pillowed his head on his arm: "I want what the adults once took from Ah Yan, it's not too much, right?"

The two ghosts were silent.

To be honest, they arrived at the inn too late, and they didn't know exactly what deal the deacon had made with the judge, let alone what the price of the deacon's takeaway.

So, they can't make a decision.

"This ......"

"I know, I know~ You can't make a decision, right?"

When Jing Ling saw that they didn't answer immediately, how could he not understand in his heart.

"You can't make a decision, adults can always do it, so let's tell you a small part first, and when you go back, I believe she won't refuse. ”

"And ......"

Jing Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled happily.

"The news I give you will definitely not disappoint you~"

"How about it, think about it~"

Zhao Yangwan pondered, a little moved, he has always been able to gamble, he is very bold in doing things, and seeing that Xue Elegy is also quite moved, he readily responds.

If what the girl said is true, my Lao Zhao is kneeling and begging the boss to help you get something!"

"Haha, you don't have to fight so hard, then we'll decide. ”

The mirror spirit got what he wanted, happily floated down from the bookshelf, put his hands behind his back and said:

"Speaking of which, I didn't know the name Yi Fengze before. ”

"That ......"

"Oh, don't worry, the ferryman I know, he was born in the same era as me, and I am slightly older than him in terms of age. ”

"I don't know his name, only this man, this ghost. ”

"He is the heir of a family, and he has two souls since he was a child...... It's not right, you can't say double souls, but it's not right to say single souls either. ”

"Oh, let's just think he's a twin soul...... I have a humble status, and I owe it to my husband that I was able to meet him. ”

At that time, his wife had passed away, and there were two young sons in the family, and there was a big problem with his soul, and his spirit was wrong, and the whole person looked quite crazy. ”

"My husband said that his days are not long left, and the soul power is too strong for the physical body to support, and the body will only accelerate its weakening. Probably because of this, he left the family at that time, and the two children did not follow, so they wandered around alone. ”

Speaking of this, Jing Ling couldn't stop talking, and almost couldn't help talking too much.

Fortunately, it was found in time.

The two who listened to the story didn't react yet, and waited quietly for a while, with blank faces: "...... And then what?"

"And then?"

Jing Ling sneered: "Then you guys exchange things for it~"

"Watch out for you. ”