After listening to what the little ghost said, she was full of curiosity about this place, she shuttled between the ghosts, watching them trade all kinds of strange things with each other, and smiled and conveyed her consciousness to Hou Zhen:

"Hou Zhen, this place is really similar to the human world, the only difference is that all the people who trade here are ghosts."

"Poet girl, the things here can only be used by ghosts, not by us humans." Hou Yan looked at the ghosts who were crowded around to trade, and said lightly.

"I know that Yin Si Street, the capital city of ghosts, is different from hell." Consciousness sighed, thinking of the black fog of hell, poetic and picturesque.

Hou Yu didn't speak, looked up at a shop on the left side of the front 'Jade Treasure Pavilion', there, on both sides of the door stood a pair of very beautiful female ghosts, smiling and greeting the ghosts who came and went, poetic and picturesque also looked at his gaze, slightly raised his eyebrows, 'Jade Treasure Pavilion' outside the decoration is very gorgeous, the pavilion is majestic, the floors are high, the face of the Lin Palace hugs, the road lingers, the green pine eaves, the jade fence is around, the golden glow beast face, the color of the grub, the two sides of the flying building are inserted, are hidden and between the green pine, a street looks at the past, only'Jade Treasure Pavilion' is different.

Shi Ruhua was slightly interested and walked towards the 'Jade Treasure Pavilion', Hou Yu followed, and several beauties by the door saw Shi Ru and Hou Yu walking up, their expressions were slightly surprised, but they were fleeting, and they stepped forward to greet with a smile:

"The two distinguished guests are very face-to-face, they must be new guests, right?"

Shiruhua nodded, did not say much, with the beauty directly into the 'Jade Treasure Pavilion', at a glance, the four corners of the room stood white marble pillars, the surrounding walls are all carved white stone bricks, the orchids carved from gold bloom charmingly between the white stones, the green gauze curtain ripples with the wind, and the cigarette curls rise in the middle of the incense burner, rolled with the gauze curtain, filling the entire pavilion.

"What do you want to buy, girl? My name is You'er, and I'm here for you. The beautiful You'er followed Shiru's side, and the corner of her eyes swept to the Hou who had been following quietly, with blue hair and blue eyes, isn't this the person the master has explained to be looking for? You'er glanced at the other, and the other beauty understood, and turned away with a slight stagger.

The first floor sells all some unknown things, and the poetry is picturesque and looks around and does not look like anything, after all, these are all used by ghosts, how can she be used by humans, the reason why she came in was to visit, and the beauty who followed her side saw her eyes wandering, thinking that she was looking for something, so she asked with a smile:

"Girl, are you looking for 'Flower Liquid on the Other Side'?" Generally, ghosts come here to find something that can restore their memories, especially those who have been reincarnated several times, and they want to remember the people or things they have forgotten together.

The poetry was picturesque, the flower liquid on the other side, who had been silent in the back, heard the words, his face changed slightly, he took a step forward, and said coldly:

"We don't need the flower liquid on the other side, Miss Shi, there are no good things here, let's go first."

"What is this?" The consciousness is puzzled.

And You'er, who was standing next to her, saw that her face changed, and while she was surprised in her heart, she also knew that she might be in trouble, so she explained with a smile:

"An ordinary flower sap, a ghost spilled on the body, can hide the rotten aura on the body."

For You'er's explanation, Hou Yan was very satisfied, his eyes became gentle, and he smiled at Shirutu:

"Let's go, we don't need to."

Shiruhua also nodded, indeed, they are not ghosts, and they don't need to hide the aura on their bodies at all.

At this moment, a middle-aged ghost standing behind You'er was holding a bottle of liquid in his hand, and when he heard the beauty's explanation, his face changed greatly, and he suddenly said angrily:

"I can't imagine that your dignified 'Jade Treasure Pavilion' actually deceived customers, and said that the flower liquid on the other side can awaken the memory of the deceased's previous life, it turns out that this is just a trick to deceive people, I won't buy it, give me a return." The middle-aged ghost was very angry, and pulled the shopkeeper who was about to settle the account and snorted angrily.

The shopkeeper didn't let him drag him, and said hurriedly:

"Who lied to you, the flower liquid on the other side can indeed awaken the memory of the deceased's previous life, how can you be so rude, you ghost."

Shirutu, who was about to go out, suddenly stopped, turned to look at the shopkeeper and the middle-aged ghost, You'er saw that his explanation had caused a misunderstanding among the customers in the store, the originally beautiful little face became pale, and his expression was anxious.

"What you are holding in your hand is really the flower liquid of the other side, it can really awaken the memories of the deceased's previous life?"

The middle-aged ghost snorted angrily and shouted loudly:

"Originally, when they sold it, they said that it could awaken the memory of the deceased's previous life, but this beauty just now explained differently from the shopkeeper, which of you is true and which one is false? If you don't know clearly, ask your person in charge. ”

He shouted around a lot of ghosts to watch the excitement, there are also some ghosts with the same blue vial in their hands, seeing this, they followed the noisy shouting, everyone is afraid of the real fake in their hands, not afraid of being deceived, but afraid of disappointment, the purpose of these ghosts here is to find something that can restore the memory of the previous life, although it will not be long before they should drink Meng Po soup and reincarnate, but, in their hearts, they have been obsessed with the people or things they forgot in their previous lives.

You'er saw that the situation was out of control, and hurriedly gave the shopkeeper a look, meaning to let him take the middle-aged ghost away first, so as not to have more accidents, but unfortunately, the shopkeeper didn't pay attention to what she meant, he was also angry, and the business that had already been done was messed up by You'er's words, and he couldn't help but feel an atmosphere in his heart, ignoring the eyes that You'er had delivered, and hurriedly explained to the middle-aged ghost:

"This uncle, the flower liquid on the other side can indeed restore the memory of the deceased's previous life, 'Jade Treasure Pavilion' dares to use reputation as a guarantee, 'Jade Treasure Pavilion' has been doing business for tens of thousands of years, and will not deceive customers."

"Oh, since you've been in business for tens of thousands of years, why, is your explanation different from You'er's?" Poetic consciousness echoed in the main hall, and she also wanted to know why Yu'er lied to her.

Just as everyone was looking at You'er, a laughing voice sounded from outside the ghost group:

"The flower liquid on the other side can not only awaken the memory of the deceased's previous life, but also cover up the rotten aura on the ghost's body, this point, You'er didn't deceive the customer, and the shopkeeper didn't deceive the customer, so everyone can rest assured that you can buy the things of the 'Jade Treasure Pavilion'." A rich old man walked in, glanced at You'er, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and You'er looked frightened, and hurriedly lowered his head and stood behind the old man.

Shiruhua looked at the rich old man, white and fat, his smiling eyes had become a slit, and he bowed slightly to Shiruhua:

"In the next 'Jade Treasure Pavilion' shopkeeper Feng Zhenzi, what do you need for the girl to give away the Jade Treasure Pavilion for free today."

His words made the surrounding ghosts exclaim, the things of the Jade Treasure Pavilion are extremely precious and precious, some things can not be solved by the underworld coin, as soon as the shopkeeper appeared, he said that he would give it away for free, what a big stroke, each ghost flashed with jealous eyes, and fell on Shiruhua's body and wanted to burn a hole, and he stood next to Shiruhua, with deep worry and helplessness in his eyes.

Shiruhua ignored the others, stared at Feng Zhenzi, and said lightly:

"I just want it." Everyone wants to know what they have forgotten in their previous life, and poetry is no exception, especially after knowing Xuan Xuan and Sea Emperor Xuanya, she can understand from their words, some things, they remember, He Liyu and herself have forgotten, I don't know why, she wants to know, in the end, what happened a thousand years ago.

Feng Zhenzi squinted and smiled, smiling like a mida whisk, his hand stretched out, the palm of his hand flashed, and a purple vial appeared, and the surrounding ghosts saw this and shouted, it turned out to be a high-grade flower sap on the other side, this high-grade flower liquid on the other side of the body does not affect or damage the body after being absorbed by the human body, and although the flower liquid on the other side of the blue bottle has the function of awakening memory, it can also cause some damage to the body and damage the integrity of the soul, but, no way, a bottle of purple flower liquid is millions of coins, and the blue bottle is more suitable for the public, The price will be moderate, only a few hundred thousand coins.

"Girl, this is a high-grade flower liquid, if you take it, it will not be harmful to your body." Feng Zhenzi said with a smile.

Shiruhua stretched out his hand to take it, but was grabbed by Hou Yan, and his hazy eyes glowed with a faint blue light:

"Miss Shi, there are some things that don't be too demanding."

The poem raised his eyebrows, not knowing the meaning of the words, but he didn't want to follow his wishes, so he was about to take it, but at this moment, at the door, a tall figure appeared, and the cold breath suddenly frightened the ghosts in the hall, and they all turned their heads to look.

"Picturesque!" A call, the familiar voice made Shiru's delicate body tremble slightly, her eyes lit up in disbelief, and she turned around and hurriedly looked at the door.

He Liyu strode over, the cold breath of his body made those ghosts automatically get out of the way, and walked to Shiruhua's side in a few steps, his indifferent eyes flashed with excitement, and then he quickly drowned, stretched out his hand and hugged her directly into his arms, ignoring the curious eyes around him, the black robe waved, and the black fog appeared on the spot, Shiruhua and He Liyu and Hou disappeared suddenly, Feng Zhenzi squinted, and a cold and sharp cold light crossed the narrow gap, turned around, slapped You'er, and scolded in a low voice:

"A who doesn't know whether to live or die dares to ruin my reputation and punish you from the bottom to start anew."

You'er trembled, her delicate body trembled sharply like a leaf in the wind, starting from the bottom, wouldn't it start from the prostitute at the bottom, no, she didn't want to serve those perverted evil ghosts anymore, hurriedly grabbed the corner of Feng Zhenzi's departing robe in a panic, and knelt down:

"My lord, please, don't punish You'er, You'er doesn't want to start from the bottom, You'er is willing to serve you." You'er cried lowly, begging, she didn't ignore the flash of heat in Feng Zhenzi's eyes, although she was scared, she didn't want to go back.

"In that case, from now on, you can follow me." After Feng Zhenzi finished speaking, he squinted and smiled, withdrew the corner of his robe, and walked towards the second floor, You'er hurriedly got up, ignoring the disdainful looks of the ghosts around him, lowered his head and hurriedly followed.

The light flashed, and He Liyu appeared next to the Nai He Bridge with Shiruhua in his arms, and Shiruhua leaned on his arms and squinted, wondering where this was? Why are so many ghosts stepping onto the bridge?

"It's picturesque, this is the Nai Ho Bridge." He Liyun said in a low voice, his rough and cold fingers touched the picturesque and delicate face, and the strong longing had already overflowed, that is, his strong restraint was not too excited, but formed a kind of silence.

Shiruhua retracted her gaze, didn't pay much attention to anything else, just leaned in his arms, rubbing him with her little face, her touch made He's eyes soften, and the arm around her waist was closer to herself, Shiruhua let out a low gasp, and her consciousness asked softly:

"Heliyu, we've been apart for so long, where have you gone? Are you looking for me? Are you worried about me? Shiruhua bit her lip and looked up at him.

He Liyun smiled, the smile melted the indifference and coldness on his face, leaned over and kissed her, and then said:

"Picturesque, I searched all the corners of the underworld and found no trace of you, if it weren't for the Lord of the underworld, I would have broken into hell, whether you are there or not, I have to confirm with my own eyes, later, the hell told me that someone will send you out of hell, and moreover, it will also ensure your safety, which I can rest assured." He Liyun hugged the delicate body in his arms, sighed in his heart, the days of not seeing her were like cotton, thinking that she would not be bullied but would also be angry, and he couldn't wait for a moment, if it wasn't for the hell to promise him, he would send the poetry back intact, he would really break into hell and make a mess.

The poetry smiled sweetly, and his consciousness echoed in He Liyu's mind:

"Oh, I was surprised that the Hellworld was the Lord of the Underworld." Immediately, Shiruhua smiled, raised her little face, and stared at He Liyu with a smile:

"Then you've been waiting for me in the underworld?"

He Liyun nodded and said in a deep voice:

"I'm waiting for you, I've been waiting for you, I'm waiting for you next to the Sansheng Stone!"

The poetry is picturesque, and the Sansheng Stone is the Sansheng Stone that can record the past and present lives.

"He Liyu, why are you waiting for me next to the Sansheng Stone?" Shiruhua asked suspiciously, then left his arms and turned his head to look at an old woman on the platform next to the bridge.

"He Liyu, she is Meng Po, who specially makes ghosts drink Meng Po soup and forget Meng Po in the past and present lives, right?"

"Yes, she is Meng Po, no, she is not only Meng Po, or." He Liyun didn't continue, because he received the consciousness transmitted by Meng Po, with an urgent consciousness, with a pleading consciousness.

"Or what?" Shiruhua retracted his gaze and looked at He Liyu, he rarely hesitated.

Shiruhua is very smart, it can also be said that her mind is very sensitive, and she can feel from He Liyu's words that he has something to hide from him, but she is not in a hurry to ask, and walks towards the Nai He Bridge, He Liyu was slightly stunned, and then grabbed her:

"Picturesque, what are you going to do?"

"I just want to go over and chat with her, I want to know, can the flower liquid on the other side really wake up people's past lives?"

"You want to know about your past life?" He Liyu's expression changed slightly, and the hand holding her tighter, his thick eyebrows frowned together, piling up into a mountain.

"I want to know, because, I find that since you brought me into the world, there are many things that puzzle me and confuse me, and also, that is, Xuan Xuan and the Sea Emperor Xuanya, they all know what happened thousands of years ago, and I and you, we don't know, ask them, they don't say, but they don't know why you and I have forgotten the past, this time, it's a good opportunity to come to the underworld, Heliyu, don't you want to know what happened a thousand years ago?"