Chapter 184: The Ghost Immortal Appears (Chapter 2)

Yang Erwa stood at the door of the cell as usual, Yang eldest sister also stood over, and Gu Ling and Yang Xiaomei stood behind them.

The door to the cell was to the right where they stood, and the sound of mute footsteps came from the right.

They didn't know what was out there, they had just crossed over and they were knocked unconscious and locked up here.

Mutes slowly appeared in their sight.

This is a thin man, in Yang Erwa's words, he has never eaten enough.

Skinny and skinny, not tall, in his thirties. Dressed in gray clothes, he hasn't changed for years, his cloth shoes are worn, and his toes are always exposed.

At first they talked to him, giving him the nickname "Big Feet", but the mute never spoke, his face was expressionless, and he was never seen to laugh once.

After a long time, they found that he didn't speak at all, and they all regarded him as mute, and then "dumb" became his name, he seemed to be still a deaf person, anyway, Yang Erwa, they thought so.

Unresponsive to other people's words is either rude or deaf and dumb.

The dumb man walked over and carried a large old wooden box containing Sister Yang's steamed bun reads();.

The mutes only come once a day, and when the sun comes out in the morning, then they will keep their steamed buns for the day, and then leave them enough cold water.

Today, his footsteps were very soft, and even Yang Erwa felt very strange.

The mute bent down as usual and opened the food box.

"We want to get out, can you help?"

It's not the first time that Yang Erwa has said this to a dumb person, how many times she has said it, Yang Erwa herself doesn't remember.

"Yes, our friends are looking for us, and now we know where they are. Can you please help us out? ”

Sister Yang's pleading tone, dumb still did not speak, as if she stood up after listening to them, and then handed them the steamed buns and cold water in the food box.

Yang Erwa didn't pick it up, and Sister Yang didn't pick it up either, so they looked at him like this.

"Uncle, you can help us. We're not bad guys! ”

And the ancient spirits prayed. The first time she begged someone, that person was still a mute!!

"I know you're not bad people!"

The mute spoke suddenly, his voice old and bleak. It doesn't seem like he sent it.

Yang Erwa looked at his slightly squirming lips, thinking that she had misheard.

The four of them reacted and looked at each other, and Yang Xiaomei was the first to react. Anxiously asked, "Then do you have any way to get us out?"

"So you can talk."

Yang Erwa was surprised, daring to love this person is not dumb. Then he must have heard those ugly words that they scolded him, maybe he didn't understand, maybe he didn't understand

"The former mute died yesterday, and I came here in his flesh."

The dumb replied. Then raised his head, Yang Erwa and they looked at this mute seriously for the first time.

It is indeed different from the mute, this man's spirit is obviously worse than the previous mute. And the footsteps are also soft, isn't he human?

The four of them looked at each other again when they thought of this. The mute old face suddenly smiled, which was actually more ugly than crying.

"I'm not human, I can read your mind."

"Huh? You"

Yang Erwa screamed, and then pointed at the man with her finger.

The man looked at Yang Erwa, his eyes were cold, and said, "Young man, it's very rude to point at an old man!"

The cold words pierced everyone's eardrums and then chilled each other's hearts.

"What do you call an old man? Isn't that dumb man only about thirty years old? ”

The four of them thought so, and before they could ask, they saw the man take out a shiny thing from his sleeve pocket, lift it and shake it, and ask casually, "Are you looking for this thing?"

Sister Yang They saw the wishing bottle that had been missing for two or three years, and they were surprised why it was in this person's hand.

"How did this thing end up with you?"

Gu Ling asked, and the man raised his eyebrows and replied, "This was found in the place where the emperor and the maid burned down, and this is yours"

The man said as he handed one of the wishing bottles to Gu Ling, who didn't answer and asked, "How can you be sure that this is mine?"

"No one else in this plane would have such a strange thing except you, and that girl actually died for you. There should be a catastrophe in your life, and now that the maid has died for you, your catastrophe has passed, and you should go out. ”

As he spoke, the man handed the vial to Gu Ling, who didn't understand, but took her vial.

"This is Su Insan's, the emperor died for him. You're the only man here, and you keep it for him. ”

The man handed another wishing bottle to Yang Erwa, Yang Erwa saw that Gu Ling was fine, he also took it, and looked at it, the wishing bottle was still the same as before.

"Why do the emperor and Yaya have Su Moran and Gu Ling's wishing bottles? In fact, they originally existed, they were Su Moran and Gu Ling's previous lives, they died like this, only once, and finally died in bed. ”

The man turned to Gu Ling again and continued, "In the world you came to before, Su Moran was not with you, and your fate was long over. Now that you are coming to this plane again, it is to allow your fate to continue.

Three lifetimes of love, this is your last life, if you can't be together again, you will have to be reincarnated, eternal life will never see each other again, from now on, the end of the world is strange"

Gu Ling looked at him and hurriedly asked, "Then you mean that Su Moran is also here, so where is he now?"

Gu Ling's last words were lowered, and the man smiled and replied, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, you will meet again, but what kind of meeting scene you will be depends on what you planted."

"What about Yixin and Wenzi?"

Sister Yang hurriedly asked, and the man turned his head to look at Sister Yang and replied, "It's similar to Su Moran's ancient spirits, but their reincarnation is stranger."

"What do you mean by weirdness?"

Yang Erwa hurriedly asked.

"In the future, you will know, whether you can be together depends on your fate."

"What about me, my sister, and my little sister's wishing bottle? It can't really be with the queen and her brother and the maid, right? ”

Yang Erwa thought about it and asked again: "Why are these things so strange?" Also, who are you? ”

"Your bottle is with them, you have to go and get it back. They won't recognize you if you don't have a bottle, so it's up to you to figure it out. ”

The man paused and continued, "Ghost fairy, you have heard of it, I am a ghost fairy."

"Won't it?"

Everyone spoke in unison and looked at each other.

"The ghost fairy that the old ghost father said is the one who gave him the copper cat, full of white, and he has long since died, and you say that you are a ghost fairy, then you are already dead.

Sister Yang pursed her lips, feeling incredible, if he hadn't recovered the two of them, she would definitely scold him for being a charlatan.

"I am a ghost immortal, I saved Gu Yan, when he first crossed over and came here. Li Qingyi came to me with him in his arms, I put the medicine on him and left, I can't see them, because they have forgotten what happened before they came, and if it causes time and space chaos, it will be troublesome. ”

The ghost fairy paused and continued to say seriously, "That's why I was able to see you. ”

"Long-winded, like ghosts, can we get out?"

Yang Erwa said consciously, and then remembered something and hurriedly asked, "What about the ghost?" Where did it go? I almost forgot."

"With Su Moran, I forgot about what happened before I came, just like the ancient saying. His bottle was taken away by the Ghost Lord's military advisor, and if he wanted to recover his memory, he had to get his bottle back. If you look for his bottle, you have to find the grave of Su Hongmo and the ghost, otherwise he won't remember you. ”

"Isn't the cemetery of Su Hongmo and the ghost in Maoling Mountain?"

Yang Erwa felt that what he said was nonsense, and the man shook his head and said, "I'm talking about the place where Su Hongmo and the ghosts are buried, have you found their bodies in Maoling Mountain?"

"I really didn't find it!"

Gu Ling hurriedly said, the man smiled again, and said, "You don't have to believe my words, just remember now, anyway, I won't appear again this time after I finish speaking, haha"

It was actually a kind of relaxed laughter, Gu Ling looked at him and hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"When you get out of this cell, you will fall, and I will fill it. In the future, the demons will come to you, and my business is over. The demon is what I raised, and I'm here waiting for the demon to come."

Sister Yang and the others were confused, and they were about to ask, but they heard the man say softly: "You all close your eyes, and I will give you another gift."

The four of them were puzzled, they didn't want to close their eyes but felt heavy eyelids, and slowly closed their eyes.

The man smiled slightly, touched the top of his head, and suddenly his whole body became white, and his whole body turned white.

Just like the old ghost father when he saw it

The silver-white bun reached the shoulders, and there was a hairstyle on the head, which looked like a cat on a closer look, and gradually became the appearance of a demon.

White hair, white beard, white robe, white dust, white ground, and his white face.

Raising his hand and waving the dust, a moonlight-white light suddenly shot in from outside the window lattice, hitting the ghost fairy.

The ghost fairy's body trembled, and when he took a deep breath, blood spilled out of his mouth, slowly flowing from the white beard to the white robe

The moment the blood flowed to the ground, it suddenly turned into the white of the moonlight, and the moonlight white of the window lattice was once again mapped to the white blood on the ground, and then refracted to Sister Yang and them

The eight eyes that were closed felt the glare of the white light, and before they could open their eyes, they felt the world spinning.

Gradually, it disappeared (to be continued.) )