Home inn, where Jiang Xiaobai's brothers and sisters stayed.

Dressed in black, with long hair, the woman on the corner of the alley just now, walked in front, swaying her delicate figure, and led the way for Jiang Xiaobai's brothers and sisters.

"This room is one of the best soundproofing, if anything, you can call me on the door. ”

The woman said.

"Thank you. Jiang Xiaobai nodded and opened the door.

"Thank you, beautiful sister. ”

The little girl said sweetly.

"Little girl, go to bed early. ”

The woman was wearing a black low-cut dress, leaned over, touched the little girl's head, and smiled.

Ignoring the fact that there is a large area of spring light exposed in the ******.

As he spoke, he clasped his hands and went downstairs.

After a while, she stood at the end of the alley again, her face as bright as before.

"Sister Lan, that little brother seems to be a countryman and a serious person, but if he wants to live here, it is very likely that he is pretending. ”

A girl with heavy makeup and big red lips raised her eyebrows and chuckled.

"Seeing that people are young, I guess they can't wipe their faces, and when it comes to the big night, maybe they will sneak out to take care of our sisters' business. ”

There was another woman, smiling freely, her eyebrows and eyes revealing a gorgeous spring, revealing a strong smell of wind and dust.

"Don't talk nonsense, do your business well, recruit more guests, and soon, Miss Yu will come and send someone down to pick people." ”

The woman's sharp eyebrows were raised, and she whispered softly with a bit of restrained charm.

When the other girls heard Miss Yu's name, their expressions were slightly condensed, with a kind of curiosity.

Miss Yu, in this circle, is a mysterious and legendary woman.

To put it mildly, she is an old bustard, but it is rumored that her sisters are all in the upper echelons, and they are sewn left and right in the big shots.

"Sister Lan, have you seen Miss Yu?"

Sister Lan is also an old bustard, these little girls asked her, looking curious and yearning.

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and she shook her head.

The dark eyes, in the dim light, had a kind of profundity different from her identity.

.........

The night was getting deeper, and the cold night was cold.

But this hotel is lively.

Everywhere, the sound of the glamour.

On the bed, the little girl slept after practicing.

Jiang Xiaobai sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed.

In my heart, this inn is full of wine and meat.

One by one, men were dragged into the house by women, and then snapped, paid, collected, left, and the cycle repeatedly.

The woman is the same, and the appearance in bed is amorous and charming.

A prostitute with internal energy, Jiang Xiaobai was a little surprised by this identity.

A cultivator who works as a prostitute in this earthly turbidity, I don't know what the reason is?

It's very likely that before the revival of the aura, she would have been there a long time ago!

Jiang Xiaobai thought that the reason for his accident was that he got along with different environments, he didn't know the seven emotions and six desires in the world, and he didn't know the identity of the cultivator before the recovery of the world.

Of course, he didn't pay much attention to it, and it had nothing to do with him.

When he opened his eyes, Jiang Xiaobai got up from the bed quietly, not so alarmed that he was lying on the side of the bed and resting with his head buried under his tail.

He leapt forward, burrowed through the wall, and disappeared into the quiet room like ice and snow.

.................

"I said two big brothers, are you playing cosplay, wearing a fast clothes, and coming in the middle of the night to scare people. ”

In the middle of the cold winter night, on a road, under the dim light, the color is hazy.

The trees on both sides of the road reflect the shadow of the whirling. Silence is the theme of the winter night.

A handsome, high-end dressed young man shouted at the two men standing in front of him with a somewhat hazy expression, standing and staggering, as if drunk.

In front of them, two men were wearing ancient clothes of catching fast, and there was a white area in the middle of the clothes, on which was written "Hai" in black, and they were carrying knives in one hand, and their faces were blue.

It's not the "blue complexion" that means bad temper, but the faces of the two are blue.

"Let's go, outlaw, drunk driving to death, fortunately you didn't hit anyone, otherwise you would have suffered. ”

One of the blue-faced men grabbed the young man's shoulder with one hand and said with a blank expression.

"Let go of me, let go of me, you guys.. Nervous, be careful, sir, I'll make a phone call and call someone to beat you up and call you to your knees and call Dad. ”

The young man struggled to break free of the man's hand, and shouted drunkenly.

As soon as his words fell, the blue-faced man punched him in the abdomen, and immediately the young man's face twisted, his steps were unsteady, and he knelt on the ground.

"What are you yelling about, you drunk, you are so annoyed, hurry up with the labor. ”

The blue-faced man had an irritated expression on his face, and he snorted coldly and grabbed the young man.

"Dad, don't fight, don't fight. ”

The young man was shouting and shouting at the other party just now to call his father, but he shouted spinelessly, and his eyes were very confused.

"Don't mess with this drunk, take him to the City God Temple and send him on his way. ”

Another blue-faced man took out a handcuff from his waist, grabbed the young man's handcuff and handcuffed him.

"What are you doing, I didn't break the law, and you're not a policeman. ”

The young man fell to his knees and shouted in fright, and the wine was half awakened from fright.

"If you look closely, you're dead, you're so drunk that you don't even know how to be a ghost. ”

Another young man turned his head sideways and looked to the side.

A few meters away, a silver open-top Porsche crashed into the railing, the front of the car was badly deformed, and in the driver's seat inside, the airbag was deployed, but the body of a young male man had already flown on the concrete floor a few meters ahead, his head was bleeding and he was out of breath.

This corpse is the young man's, he has become a ghost, because he lost his life because of drunk driving, and he has become a drunkard in a daze.

"Ahh

The young ghost looked at the car that had been smashed not far away, and his body lying on the ground, his body shook in horror, and his whole body went limp.

"You died drunk driving, you deserve it, you deserve it. If you bump into someone and add a ghost to the world, then we have to let you bury the ghost to relieve the other party's grievances and karma. Let's go, dead dead, come with us. ”

The two green-faced ghosts grabbed the young ghost who was limp on the ground.

"Impossible, impossible...."

The young ghost struggled, howled, and cried out for his own confusion in the cold winter night.

But you can't break free, it's all fate.

Above the night sky, a figure stood in the void, and its dark eyes were deep in the night, quietly watching the three ghosts leave.

The scroll says: Powerful ghosts summon spirits, impermanence asks for life, and the underworld is in charge of the life of the three divisions of the world.

But Difu is still just a legend, how can there be "ghost pawns" in this world exercising similar laws?

What's the matter with those two green ghosts dressed in ancient trapping clothes?

Jiang Xiaobai had seen a similar picture on the street before, and now he was even more confused.

Temple?

A strange light flashed in the depths of Jiang Xiaobai's eyes, and his figure blurred under the night and disappeared.

(Under the great changes in the world, how is the world? There are always undercurrents surging, there are always waves looming, a process of subtle change.) ）