I have to say that the three wives of the ghost monarch are definitely the best candidates to host the martial arts competition.

With their earnest mobilization, the first round of the competition ended before dawn.

It just so happened that the ghost king's narration had also come to an end, and he thought that he would have no news to get if he continued to talk, Xiaoying kindly reminded: "It's been a day and a night, doesn't Lord Ghost Jun want to have a spring night with the three ladies?" ”

"So soon it's a day and a night?" Sitting up straight in surprise, the Ghost King looked at the sun that appeared at some point in surprise.

Nodding nodding uncertainly, Xiaoying remembered the words of the characters who were busy with the muddy place before, and forgot to check the lottery she won in the end.

When the ghost monarch got up to announce his rest, Xiaoying happened to pull the entourage who knew how to identify before and asked, "Do I still have a bye this time?" ”

"yes, and your opponent has been decided." The entourage did not hide the envy in his heart and nodded honestly.

As the retinue of the Ghost King, they are naturally strictly trained, and under the teaching of the Ghost King, they can be undisguised envy, but they cannot be jealous.

It is precisely because of this that Xiaoying has always admired the Ghost King's training methods, and at the same time, he also thought about how happy he would be if he had a group of such subordinates.

Of course, she knows very well that with her lazy personality, it is difficult to manage herself, let alone manage a group of excellent subordinates.

"Who's my opponent?" Hearing that his opponent was confirmed, Xiaoying immediately asked.

"Because you said earlier that you will only compete for the 100th place, after the elimination round, the worst player to enter the finals will be your opponent."

"Ahem!" Why does this worst sound so harsh?

Xiaoying turned his back with black lines on his face, and suddenly thought, it is good to have a group of excellent subordinates, but this group of subordinates had better not have brains, otherwise they will not be able to manage, and they will be angry to death, which is not cost-effective.

The competition in the cemetery is very well-known, and the members who participate in the competition are different every year, but they are the best of the ghosts everywhere, and the top three prizes, the people who come to the competition are even more capable, and they can rush into the finals in the big waves, even if they are the worst of the two hundred ghosts, they will definitely not be bad.

Although Xiaoying has been cultivating diligently in the past month, compared to others, she has wasted more than one or two days.

Worried that he would meet a strong opponent, Xiaoying complained that after the ghost lord announced that they were looking for a place to rest, she walked back to her home in despair.

To her surprise, before her, Bewilderment was waiting for her in front of her tombstone.

"You're back? I thought you would go to the Ghost King's house to rest. After seeing Xiaoying, confusion immediately greeted him.

When her hand touched Xiaoying, Xiaoying clearly saw that her beautiful big eyes revealed a deep sadness.

"What's wrong with you?" Holding the confused hand with his backhand, Xiaoying asked with concern.

In the three years she lived in the cemetery, she met a lot of ghosts, but none of them could be called friends.

In her opinion, as everyone who is transformed into a spirit, there is always an obsession with what must be done, only she is different, she has no memory of her life, and naturally she has lost the obsession she should have.

So everyone connived at her, and at the same time rejected her, until the appearance of confusion, she found that even if she was a charmer, she could let go of her obsession.

Therefore, from the moment she saw Confusion, she regarded her as a good friend.

Now that a good friend is in an unhappy mood coming to her, she naturally won't sit idly by.

"I'm fine, the other ghosts have more or less friends in the cemetery, even if they don't have friends, they have enough strength to grab the rest of the territory, originally I thought you would go to the ghost king's house, but now it seems that the relationship between you and the ghost king is not as ambiguous as it seems." Confused said with a little embarrassment.

She's hiding her sadness!

Xiaoying smiled knowingly, let go of her hand, turned around and stepped forward to open the door of her house, and then bent down to make a gesture of invitation to Confusion.

Confused and happy to step into the house, beautiful big eyes wandered around, and the things he saw were only divided into three categories: the coffin used by Xiaoying to sleep, the garbage heap composed of all kinds of inexplicable things, and the grocery heap composed of daily necessities and food.

"Well, I've been busy lately, so I haven't had time to clean it up." Awkwardly running to the garbage heap to block the confused sight, Xiaoying found a reason full of loopholes.

With a snicker, he looked elsewhere, approached the grocery pile in confusion, picked up a book casually, and read out the name on the cover: "The bride is not me?" ”

"Ahem, I picked it up in front of someone else's house." Xiaoying rushed forward even more embarrassed and snatched the book back.

Puzzled to find another embarrassing thing again, Xiaoying rationally pulled her out of the house.

As the owner, she also deliberately gave up her family's tombstone to Confusion, and she casually picked up a few novels as sleeping pads and lay down comfortably.

"Xiaoying, you didn't always lie outside before, did you!" Seeing Xiaoying's comfortable appearance, he asked cautiously.

Spirits always prefer dark places, and in their lives, sunlight never accepts their presence, so they also begin to reject sunlight.

At the same time, the ghost does not like the rain either, although the rain in the Necropolis is not as much as in the Netherworld, but the rainy weather, it is really impossible to imagine the scene of a resentful spirit lying in the rain and sleeping.

"It's always good to lie outside and bask in the sun, you saw my house just now, and I don't know when it will grow mold after staying for a long time!" Xiaoying laughed at herself.

In fact, her house is quite good, with the ghost king as a backer, many newcomers are always willing to help tidy up the house in order to get a way to please the ghost king from her, but recently because of the martial arts competition, even the newcomers are busy, so naturally no one will be kind enough to clean up her house.

"What if it's raining?"

"I'm busy on a rainy day, so I don't have time to lie down." Shadow clenched her fists slightly in annoyance.

Thinking of the past, when her house was crowded with ghosts, it was always the day before a rainy day, but she went to a nearby friend's house to catch a scene, and the big guys threw their errands to Xiaoying alone because of the rain, so when it rained, Xiaoying couldn't spare time to lie down.

In the past three years, there has never been a rainy day on July 7, otherwise she would have burst out the resentment in her heart.

"You can be taken care of by the Ghost King, isn't it because of this?" Confused and speculative.

I knew that Confusion was a smart resentful spirit, and Xiaoying didn't want to hide what she meant, so she told her frankly: "Yes, the ghosts in the cemetery hate the rain, but I don't hate it, so the ghost monarchs often ask me for help." ”

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why don't you hate rain?" Confusion frowned, in her mind, all ghosts should hate rain.

Xiaoying is no stranger to this question, in fact, when she first came to the Necropolis, she was always asked this question by the ghostly spirit, at first she just smiled silently, and now, she is also just silently smiling.

Confused stared at her for a long time, then turned to lie down on the tombstone, looking at the sky that had been darkened by the ghost king's spell, she let out a long sigh.

Xiaoying looked at the back of her head suspiciously, she really couldn't figure out what happened to her, it was worth feeling uncomfortable in her heart.

Don't say it, Xiaoying doesn't ask, the communication of the charm is much simpler than that of the living, what they want to say will be said without you asking, what they don't want to say, unless you can know its weaknesses, otherwise you will never want to know what it is stuffed in the bottom of your heart.

For example, Xiaoying, she has never let other ghosts find out that in July of previous years, 7,000 machines came to the cemetery to worship her.

"Xiaoying, if only I could have your luck." was silent for a long time, and when Xiaoying was drowsy, he suddenly spoke.

Xiaoying blinked at first, and she couldn't react a little, but after thinking about it, she had to smile bitterly: "Really?" I'm starting to get greedy because of this good fortune, and I hope that my only opponent is not too strong. ”

"So you really just want to be in the hundredth place?" Confusion is very smart, many times, as long as Xiaoying points out a beginning, she can always guess the end.

Nodding, Xiaoying replied honestly: "It's not easy to grab the top three positions, not to mention that I don't dare to be interested in the top three prizes." ”

"And what are you interested in?"

"Get out of the Necropolis!" Xiaoying answered simply.

In fact, to be precise, she should be interested in Qianji, and also interested in the memories that were sealed by herself, but which memories must be retrieved by her leaving the Necropolis, so she is interested in leaving the Necropolis.

"Where are you going when you leave the Necropolis? Attend the meeting of God here? ”

Confused and asked, Xiaoying suddenly became vigilant.

A resentful spirit like Confusion, after taking the initiative to leave, should not take the initiative to come back, she forgot to think about it because she was happy before, but now that she thinks about it, Confusion is also a ghost, and she has never hidden her interest in this gathering of gods.

In the confused cognition, if Qianji can give the Book of the Dead to Xiaoying, he will definitely not be stingy with an invitation here.

So she came back to find Xiaoying, all because she wanted to get the invitation from Xiaoying.

Thinking of all this, the smile on Xiaoying's face became extremely stiff.

In her simple and complex thinking, she really didn't think that she would treat Confusion as a friend, but Confusion never meant it, but was bent on getting benefits from her.

It's just that now the confusion didn't say it explicitly, even if she was sad, she couldn't blame anything clearly, so she had to answer inconsistently: "I'm leaving the necropolis, just to find someone, someone who is very important to me." ”