The sunset returns. Countless birds fluttered their wings and flew over Qiandao Lake and flew to the forest where they lived.

Schools of fish in the shallow water gather together.

For a while, in the water on the shore, the chatter sounded like the whispers of elves in the dark night.

In the depths of the deep blue lake, more fish and shrimp swim in groups, but one place is empty.

At the bottom of the lake is another world.

The last rays of light on the land shine through the surface of the water into the dark underwater. An ancient complex of buildings, like a well-preserved city, quietly appears in the refraction of the waves.

Founded in the Han and Tang dynasties, Hecheng and Lion City, which were once the hubs of Huishang trade routes, have been sleeping at the bottom of Qiandao Lake for nearly 60 years.

Most of the remnants of Hecheng remain, but the Lion City can be regarded as intact.

The tall and complete torii is covered with moss, and there are all kinds of houses, roads, and shadow walls.

In front of a tall building, there are two huge stone lions, carved vividly, the already majestic and ferocious appearance, under the fluctuating water color light and shadow, revealing a bit of infiltrating horror.

The fish moved far away from the surrounding area where the stone lions were, and there seemed to be something they couldn't get to here.

A black shadow pierced the water, like a torpedo fired, straight forward, bringing up a column of churning water.

As he approached the waters in front of the stone lion, a faint blue light flashed in an instant. The bottom of the lake was back to its normal state, as if the uninvited guest had never been there.

In the Panying Cave, Zhao Gao's face was gloomy and his brows were furrowed, one hand was on the side wall of a huge Ding furnace, and the red light on the palm of the other hand was faintly lit and extinguished.

Meng Tian entered the enchantment, his long body standing upright, and he waved his hand expressionlessly to release a string of revenants.

Most of the dead souls were thoughtless, only one or two who woke up and screamed in fright.

Zhao Gao squinted, bent his back, leaned slightly with one shoulder high and one shoulder low, and turned his head to look at Meng Tian.

After pondering for a moment, Xu was enough of the noise, he raised his hand to pick up the string of dead souls and threw them into the huge furnace.

Suddenly, the ghost cried and howled.

Zhao Gao had long been accustomed to it, and when he heard these screams, he twitched the stiff muscles of his face and grinned to one side.

It's not dead!! it's not dead. How could it be that he didn't die?

Zhao Gao walked to a cloud of red light, sat on an old official hat chair and shook his head slightly.

Thinking of it now, he didn't figure out why the 'little master' was obviously dead, but Ji Rongyuan's words he hid in the water and heard them clearly. I'm afraid it's really not dead.

Otherwise, Kita Yayoi wouldn't have even practiced the Netherworld Light and left in such a hurry.

She didn't die. Then your life will not be easy.

Seeing that, Kita Yayoi has been working day and night to practice the phantom light, and he will definitely be able to reshape his physical body in less than three months, and if the prediction is correct, he will be able to complete it in half a year.

At that time, the spiritual power of the Disc Netherlight will reach its extreme, and Kitayayoi will have a period of nothingness, which is the opportunity he planned to capture the Phantom Light.

But now, the plan came to an abrupt halt.

That secret, that big secret, Meng Tian originally knew, but he washed away his memory, so the only person who knows now is him, Zhao Gao.

He couldn't tell Kitaya the secret because he couldn't afford to take the risk. In case, Kitayayoi thinks that he has no use for it, and he will definitely abandon him.

Even if Kitayayoi doesn't abandon him, that power will devour him, without the protection of the Disk Cave, without the Shadow Light Holding Body, what resistance does he use?!

No, no. I have to live. If I want to live, then you all must die.

Zhao Gao raised his hand to summon the souls of the two brothers, Liao Zhongqing and Liao Bolun.

The two of them seemed to be familiar with this strange environment, and they were not much surprised.

Liao Zhongqing shrank and hid beside his brother, and since Liao Bolun died, he has been more energetic than before.

When he was alive, he dragged his sick body and lay down all day, but he became a ghost and relaxed. Not like his younger brother, he bowed his head to Zhao with a calm face.

No matter how developed and prominent you are, if you die, you will die, and no matter how noble your head is, you have to give it to someone who is stronger than you.

In fact, this truth is the same in this world, but in this life, people still have the right to choose. However, Liao Chamberlain no longer has this treatment.

People are old spirits, ghosts and spirits. Whether it is a human or a ghost, Liao Bolun is an old thing who knows how to weigh and retreat.

"Your Excellency. Liao Bolun patted his brother's hand and calmly saluted Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao sat on the official hat chair, looked at him coldly, and nodded.

"A batch of new souls have been refined in the furnace, and the two of you think this sound is still pleasant?"

Liao Zhongqing shook his head, didn't dare to snort, and hid behind his brother again.

Liao Bolun guarded him behind him and looked at Zhao Gao, "My lord, what do you need our brother to do, just say it." ”

With a sneer, Zhao Gao looked at Liao Bolun with the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be a hint of approval in his eyes.

"Alright, don't be afraid. Keep you, the old man will be useful for himself, otherwise he would have refined the soul pill and fed these disgusting things to eat. ”

With a finger of his hand, several pairs of crimson eyes in the shadows were as bright as wolf pupils.

Zhao Gao threw out a few pills with red light, and saw a few black clouds of unknown things crawling out, and instantly sucked them into his mouth like a vicious wolf pounced.

Liao Bolun's withered hands subconsciously tightened, knowing that he was completely held in the palm of his hand by the other party. Don't try to break free, there are still dark corners in the human world where the sun can't shine, not to mention that at this time, both brothers have fallen in this terrifying place.

Who is Zhao Gao? He didn't know, but he felt that the other party seemed to be omnipotent.

Whether he is really omnipotent, in fact, he doesn't care, he is definitely not an opponent at the moment. Only be obedient, otherwise the end is in sight.

"I have a good job for you to do. ”

Zhao Gao said, and a newly dead body came to the two of them from an ancient lamp that was bigger than the Ding furnace.

Zhao Gao hooked his fingers, Liao Bolun turned his head to look at his brother, and resolutely walked forward.

"It's a good errand to give you a second life, and to live another life on earth. Don't thank me. Let's go inside. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Gao twisted the fingers of his left hand, and a spiritual power popped out, grabbing Liao Bolun's soul and dragging it straight into the body.

Liao Zhongqing didn't even dare to shout, his whole body trembled like chaff. His eyes kept blinking, and he exclaimed in his heart: Brother, brother...

After Liao Bolun's soul entered the body, he slowly opened his eyes. He pursed his lips and moved his arms and legs.

Lying in a hospital bed all year round, and the soul is light and weightless. So, I suddenly got a body that needed to control my strength, and I didn't seem to be comfortable for a while.

"Your brother will stay here and raise him. Zhao Gao never forgot to say something very nice.

Liao Bolun was still immersed in the strange feeling of 'reborn', and his face stiffened even more when he heard this.

"Your Excellency..."

He was interrupted without saying anything, "Don't worry, as long as you get the errand done." Your brother and I can also give him a body, so that he can go back to the world with you to live happily. ”

Happy, happy, and happy? Liao Bolun didn't believe his nonsense.

He had also heard of the common episodes in ghost stories such as soul possession. There is nothing that can be easily obtained without cost. I know that it must not be as simple as Zhao Gao said, but there is no way.

People have to admit it under the eaves. He will do whatever he wants.

Despite my lord's orders, Liao Bolun is confident that he still has some abilities. But, my brother..."

Zhao Gao waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, don't worry." Your brother is fine with me, and I promise not to touch an inch of his soul.

But if you dare to disobey, then I will turn him into an evil spirit like them, and clean up what you have done. ”

Liao Zhongqing glanced at a group of black shadows in the corner, and several pairs of bloody red pupils frightened him to turn his head immediately, and shed tears at his brother in horror.

"Xiaoqing, don't be afraid, my brother will come back to you when I help the adults get things done. "Liao Bolun is also very helpless.

It is clear that Zhao Gao can see that he is the material to do big things, his own little brother... Alas, forget it, I don't want to say it. It's terrible to think about.

Zhao Gao looked at Liao Bolun with satisfaction. Hehe, Kita Yayoi didn't look down on this body, but let him pick up the leak, anyway, it was better to use the discarded ones after feeding the fish horizontally and vertically.

Moreover, he Zhao Gao has this ability, turning corruption into magic. What you don't want, it's of great use to me!

After putting away Liao Zhongqing's soul and explaining the plan to Liao Bolun in detail, he instructed him to return to the Panying Cave every three days to report on the progress and changes in the matter.

It is not possible to adapt to all changes with the same. No, I thought the 'little master' was dead, but it turned out to be alive again...

Therefore, any slight change can have a significant impact on the overall situation.

You can't be wrong, you can't make a single mistake. One wrong step, a full game loss. He can't afford to lose!

"Alright, let's go. Zhao Gao waved his hand.

Liao Bolun left the barrier with a sigil that could drive away evil spirits, as well as an evil spirit that was placed in his body.

From beginning to end, Meng Tian stood by like a chicken.

At this time, Zhao Gao remembered him. beckoned, and Meng Tian obediently walked over.

Zhao Gao looked at Meng Tian, who was completely unconscious, and felt a trace of sigh in his heart.

Kitayoi's bastard isn't a good thing, definitely not. Can you drive people to this role, can you still be good?!So I was right, if I didn't kill him and take away the ghost, I would definitely be killed by him sooner or later.

So. Then let's see if it's your clever plan, or my plan!

He didn't know what kind of strategy Kita Yayoi had set up, but in combination with a few things, not to mention the details, he also guessed seventy or eighty percent, and there should be nothing else to do.

Kitayoi first looked around for a suitable body, and suggested that it would be better to find someone who was pleasing to the eye and killed, but Kita Yayoi sternly refused.

As for this, Zhao Gao had long known that whether it was under the influence of that Lord Ji or for some other reason, Bei Yasheng had always not allowed him to kill the living.

With a small temptation, Zhao Gao knew in his heart that Kita Yayoi's bottom line had not collapsed, which meant that it was impossible for him to kill in the world.

Lord Ji said that he wanted to find the little master, and since he couldn't kill the Quartet, he would definitely have to think of tricks to deceive him.

Subsequently, Kitayoi traveled through the city and the province and finally found a good skin, and after possessing it with satisfaction, he asked him to take Meng Tian to Jiuxi Mansion tomorrow.

Who is Meng Tian? The best friend of that stupid son, the brother of the foolish Meng Yi.

What do you want him to do? The specific details Zhao Gao hadn't guessed yet, but it must have something to do with that broken mountain.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind. The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits.

He Zhao Gao is the yellow finch who is waiting in the shadows, and he can only be a fisherman who can achieve great success in the end.

Don't say that villains are useless, you big people may be famous for centuries, but they are not the same as being played to death by me.

If there is one, there will be two, think of a way, use your brain, and kill you again, maybe, it's not difficult...

While thinking about some dirty pickled things, he sealed a piece of spiritual power into the bronze sword that Meng Tian carried with him.

Ji Rongyuan didn't know what kind of amazing means he had, but he could shield all the spiritual power to probe, it seemed to be some kind of powerful portable enchantment.

After thousands of years of observation, Zhao Gao concluded that Ji Rongyuan's methods could not stop the sword spirit, the most ancient and simplest artifact spirit.

Therefore, for the sake of safety, Zhao Gao attached the spiritual power used for tracking to Meng Tian's 'Emperor Ting' sword.

There are not many means in the fine. The brain is a good thing, but it's a pity that those two adults don't have a seven-trick heart.

Even if you keep a hand for yourself, you will never be on guard against the ignorant Meng Tian. Not to mention a small portable sword.

The night was dark, and there was also a sword hanging in the glass house of Jiuxi.

The sand beside the remnant wall floated up like a slender tornado, reaching out towards the hanging sword, enveloping it in it, and constantly making a 'rustle' grinding sound.

After a full night's work, when the sky was getting brighter, Kitayoi stretched his waist and walked down the stairs, and when he looked up, he saw that the originally clumsy thick sword had been sharpened to black and shiny.

Kitayoi raised his hand, and the black sword flew into his palm with a muffled 'buzz' sound.

He flipped over his sword and looked at it, smiling with satisfaction.

The spring is thin and the sun is thin, and the morning light is faint. On the mountainside of Runlu, Sang Xia's figure jumped up from the backyard and landed on the top of a camphor tree in a blink of an eye.

'Yo woo' Bu Feng is afraid that he has not woken up yet, and the bird's eyes are half-open and 'staring' at the master in a semicircle.

Sang Xia smiled and touched the smooth feathers on its body, "Bu Feng, why don't you eat so much and don't see any growth? Alas..."

said that the group sat on the branch and closed his eyes, and was accustomed to morning classes, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

Everyone was surprised and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Meng Yi, the stout nanny, began to make breakfast, and Su Er had just returned. I still refused to let go of the sad wall in the backyard, the vines bloomed and yawned and walked out for a long time, and I couldn't lift my eyelids and ran straight back to the room...

Luo Bin finally persuaded Shi Xuanxuan and successfully won the opportunity to become self-reliant and re-employed.

It's just that he no longer has to squeeze the subway, and he is not afraid of being poked in the backbone and scolded for eating soft rice.

So, Luo Bin and Lin Ran each held the freshly ground soybean milk in their hands and walked down the mountain unhurriedly.

When passing by the mountainside, Lin Ran habitually greeted Sang Xia.

Although she hadn't had much contact with her during this time, she also felt that Sangxia seemed to be different from before. I thought to myself, it must be because when I was protecting myself, I was broken by those kidnappers.

Thinking like this, Lin Ran was so distressed. However, the distress is distressed, and the distress is over.

Fortunately, there is a brother, hey, what about my brother?

Dye Er was wondering, and suddenly there was an angry roar from the second floor of Runlu.

Fusu stood in front of the sink with a confused face, who was the person in the mirror?

The face is covered with colorful thin stripes outlined, ghostly drawings.

"Sansha !!!!"