She left there and went back to her quarters, lying limply under the covers, how could she not be afraid at all? She just held on at all, and didn't want Zhang Yuze to show her weakness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the last time she went to the demon clan, Zhang Yuze found out that she was timid, she still wanted to do her best to make Zhang Yuze have a new impression.

She wasn't afraid of that.

Mo Xiaozao thought about it, took out the ghost scroll and opened it in front of her, although she couldn't use the magic pen, she didn't say that she couldn't use the ghost scroll. Meditate on her body and spread out the oni scroll, and her consciousness entered the onimaki under the guidance of Anxia.

The cold wind pierced her body, laughter mixed with crying resounded through the sky, and the gray surroundings were flat, but she felt an indescribable discomfort.

The parched bones were beige, and the stench gripped her feet, pulling her under the dirt. She could smell the strong fishy smell mixed with the sour stench of decay coming from below, and she could feel that the whole land was softening.

It seems that if she makes one wrong move, she will fall and become one of the lands below.

"Don't be afraid, don't be cranky, you open your eyes and follow this hand to see what kind of place it is, to see what your ghost scroll looks like." Anxia's voice came, and her body also appeared beside her.

Long black hair fluttered, strands of hair curled around her wrists to form a bracelet.

She watched Anxia stand on the ground, her body sinking continuously, and the earth was submerged to her lips, and then covered her eyes, and her body was still being pulled above her head.

I don't know how far she was pulled out, her body had a cold feeling like ice, and she subconsciously pedaled upward.

Her legs were grabbed by hand after hand, and her body was pulled down for a long time, before she fell to the ground, looking at everything in front of her, a hole lit with green flames.

Compared to the dark fear, she was much closer to such a hole, and she also saw the thing pulling her, it was a white bone, but there was only one arm left, which should have been kicked off when she was struggling.

She wanted to look up and find the arm for the white bones, but was instantly stunned by the dense white bones on it, how many dead people were needed to build it, and what kind of things made these white bones remain silent and motionless on it.

If she hadn't remembered that she had been caught by so many hands at the end, she wouldn't have thought that the white bones on it were also alive, or that they were the same as the white bones around her.

The bones tugged at her, and walked through the cave with her with the green flames, and the moans from above could be heard, and there were many indescribable sounds, all mixed together with great noise.

As she walked, she told herself that she was not afraid, constantly thinking in her mind about the ancient poems she had learned when she was a child, the beautiful artistic conception that those poets liked, but she trembled when she was crying in a sentence where no one collected the bones for a thousand miles, and the new ghost complained about the old ghost crying.

The white bone seemed to sense her emotions, and the only white bone hand that was left grabbed her clothes and pulled her forward quickly, the black surroundings were gradually replaced, the bronze of unknown age was poured around, and the lamp lit by the merman oil illuminated the entire structure.

Only then did she realize that she had been taken to the highest place by the white bones, and she also saw the ghost sitting on the highest place, which was a familiar smile that could not be in the familiar face, sitting there combing her hair.

"You're here." The voice of the smiling ghost is very strange, thin and pointy, different from other ghosts, and looks very similar to a human.

"You know I'm coming?" She asked, the fear in her heart was irrepressible, she wanted to call Anxia now, she wanted to leave, "Or have you been waiting for me to come?" ”

"Of course I've been waiting for you to come." The smiling ghost replied and stood up, and under the height, countless ghosts stood up, and the sound of crying mixed together, and the smile of the smiling ghost was even more terrifying.

Mo Xiaozao subconsciously took a step back, she didn't want to see too many demons and ghosts during this time, and now she would definitely be scared to death by the smiling ghost.

"You don't know that the ghost scroll is the cage that imprisons us, and it is also the place where we have to stay for the rest of our lives, and we are not qualified to reincarnate or leave, so your magic pen is our only hope." The smiling ghost said and laughed out loud.

"We have all been dead for too long, and the people we have grudges with are all old and dead, and the resentment in this body should have dissipated a long time ago, but because of the imprisonment of this ghost scroll, we have to continue to live here."

Mo Xiaozao listened to the smiling ghost like this, and kept staring at the smiling ghost, but she remembered that the smiling ghost she had seen was not like this, but it was impossible for two smiling ghosts to appear in a ghost scroll.

She always felt something strange when she listened to the smiling ghost talk about her past, and she didn't notice that her body was getting colder and colder.

"This Mo Xiaozao is really stupid, so you believe the nonsense when you go in like this?" Anxia stood on the ground, and couldn't help but follow the land to the bottom, her long fluttering hair pulling through a white bone.

Under the leadership of Bai Gu, he walked towards the place where Mo Xiaozao was, and when he saw Mo Xiaozao, the stupid Mo Xiaozao was sitting opposite the smiling ghost, opening his mouth wide and receiving food from the smiling ghost.

The black food had a fishy smell, and it was about to be stuffed into Mo Xiaozao's lips.

An Xia's long hair curled around Mo Xiaozao, and layers of golden runes began to emerge from his body, and all the ghosts and ghosts gave way as he walked, as if the empress was standing in front of the smiling ghost.

"I really don't know what to do." An Xia pressed Mo Xiaozao's body, a pen appeared in his hand, and the moment it appeared again, all the ghost qi around him began to retreat.

With the writing of the pen, there is a simple book in front of him, as a judge, what Anxia can judge is more than the life and death of people? It has long been possible to determine the life and death of the three clans.

During the repulsion, countless ghosts were killed by Anxia, and countless ghosts fell to their knees.

"You're the judge!" The smiling ghost fell to the ground because he was afraid, and if he was the owner of the magic pen, he could also try to replace it when he couldn't use the magic pen, and the ghost of the judge was much more terrifying than the yaksha who specifically punished the ghost.

"So what?" An Xia coldly shook off this sentence, and the pen in her hand waved.

When Mo Xiaozao woke up, he was already in his room, and when he put away the ghost scroll, he looked left and right several times, and he always felt that the ghost scroll had changed color, and it seemed that the ghosts in the ghost scroll had disappeared.

asked An Xia in her heart, but the first time An Xia was there, she didn't reply to her a word.