Chapter 237: Ghost King Believer

Unexpectedly, something strange happened, and the blue-clothed Taoist in front of him began to talk to himself, and finally knelt on the ground and bowed to me.

Of course, I know that he is not worshipping me, but worshipping the crow on my shoulder, so I didn't react much, but the only thing that makes me strange is that the blue-clothed Taoist in front of me is a very proud person no matter how he looks at it, what can make such a ruthless person kneel so sincerely, but don't forget, this blood crow just now abolished his left eye, if it were me, I would never bow to it in turn.

"Is he mentally ill?"

I glanced sideways at Nightlight.

"I think he should be a big believer in the Ghost King."

Yeming frowned tightly and opened his mouth to me.

"What is a Ghost King believer?"

I asked in confusion, I think such a strange word can only be known by the night in front of me.

"To put it simply, it is a kind of sincere faith, just like people who believe in Buddhism, they will always worship, this is the same truth, to say different, maybe this guy is playing with one heart to evil, otherwise why would he not believe in anything and believe in the ghost king."

Ye Ming said that he hated iron but not steel.

"You have a grudge against the Ghost King?"

I looked at him strangely, and I always felt that there was a faint anger in his words, although he hid it very well, but I could still see something wrong in it.

"It's nothing, let's get out of here, leave this guy alone."

He hastily withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at me.

"Let's go."

I also agree with him, for the blue-clothed Taoist in front of him, it's better to leave here quickly.

"Two envoys, this time you should have come here for the purpose of teleporting the Dao Talisman!"

The blue-clothed Taoist who was kneeling on the ground raised his head in the next moment and asked the two of us who were about to leave. My footsteps stopped instantly, because of his words.

"Do you know where the Dao Talisman is?"

Turning sharply and asking.

"Not only do I know, but I know that you are going to the gate of the Ghost Realm"

It was as if he had read my thoughts, and what he said was not bad at all. I don't know how he knows, but he definitely knows something.

"What else do you know?"

I took a step closer to him with some nervousness.

"Many years ago, the king left you a message to wait for him. But if he does not come, go and look for him in the seventh street. ”

He seemed to be playing dumb riddles with me, and what he said wasn't at all like I wanted to know.

"Who is the king of your mouth, and why should I wait for him, or even wait for him?"

Somehow. When I heard this, my heart suddenly began to become a little uneasy, and even faintly heartache.

"Everything will be able to figure it out when you get to the seventh street, and what you need now is the Flower of Hopelessness to wake up the one who knows the inside story of Yangshuo, and the Flower of Hopelessness is not as easy to pick as you think, it is called the Flower of Hopelessness, then it must have its uniqueness, according to legend, there is no grass around the ghost gate, why it can survive so well, are you not curious at all. How the hell did it grow in that shade of the earth?"

This time, his words were only general, but it left me with a big question, now that ink is dead, even if we get the hopeless flower, we may not be able to save Yang Shuo, but if I don't save Yang Shuo in this life, I'm afraid I won't be blind until I die.

"Tell me everything you know."

I simply opened my mouth to ask.

"It's my honor to die for my lord, and I know how to use the Flower of Hopelessness to save Yang Shuo, but I beg my lord to take my ashes to the ghost world for burial after I die."

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

"Good. If only one day I could go. ”

Although I'm not sure if I'll go to that place in the ghost world, but now that I promised him, I always feel that Yang Shuo has a little more hope of waking up.

"You will, you will. You will never leave the king's, and he will not give you up."

As he spoke, he burst into tears again, and somehow I was able to clearly distinguish the meaning of his two tears, the first one sad and the latter agitated. It's an amazing feeling, and it's hard for me to accept.

Suddenly, the whole body began to shake, and the surrounding area of the main hall began to collapse continuously, and some of them even fell towards the abyss below.

"Without further ado, the two adults come with me, we can directly reach the forbidden land through the direct passage in the back mountain."

The blue-clothed Taoist swept away the fierce appearance just now, and seemed to be completely honest with the two of us.

"Okay, you know it here, listen to you."

I made a quick decision, and followed the blue-clothed Taoist in front of me towards a place in the main hall, this way under his leadership I had too many bends with the night and the night, except for a little swaying along the way, nothing else, when out of the last door, presented in front of me was indeed a hanging stone staircase road that looked extremely steep, it seemed to lead straight to the depths of another mountain, this road seemed to be very far.

"Quick, there's no time, let's go"

The three of us jumped up the suspended stone steps one after another at the urging of the nightlight.

At the same time, the huge hanging island behind him began to completely disintegrate, falling towards the depths. Looking at the main hall in front of me, which was destroyed in an instant, I feel a little sorry, the past is green, and it is not overnight to be built, but it only takes a moment to destroy. Some regret, plus pain.

Maybe there is really no absolute evil in this world, and I don't think I'm a saint, and I can't tell the difference between good and evil, as long as everything that is powerful to me is good, as long as it seems worthless to me, what does it have to do with me, just like the blue-clothed Taoist in front of me, he may be cruel to human beings, but he has no selfishness for his beliefs, and even for the so-called king in his mouth, he can give his life at any time.

"Wang Ying, let's go"

Ye Ming, who was walking in front of me, suddenly urged me, and then walked forward without looking back.

"Oh"

I replied to him a word a little carelessly, and carefully took the steps under my feet to keep up, all the freedom behind me Those who regret it, and I and Qingyun may only have this fate in our lives, so don't pass it away!

As for whether he was dead or alive yesterday, I don't think anyone will know, maybe he is still alive, guarding the Qingyun who gave birth to her and raised it, or if he is dead and buried in this Qingyun peak with the golden main hall, and I have not heard anything about him since. (To be continued.) )