He sat there frozen.

Jiang Futing sent him a text message, just saying that he would do him a favor, but he didn't say that he would directly hand over the burden of life and death to him.

He looked at the seemingly thin paper in front of him, his breathing was a little messy, and the hot air that spewed out seemed to burn himself.

The paper was an unclimbable mountain, booming, pressing on his heart, and he couldn't even lift his hand for a moment.

Jiang Futing thought that he was unwilling to take on this trouble, and once again sincerely requested: "It's troublesome." ”

Lin Ziqing was trembling even with his heart.

He lifted his hand with difficulty and took the paper that weighed as much as a thousand pounds: "May I ask, what are you going to do?" As for Mr. Bai, he will definitely be able to protect you! ”

Jiang Futing pursed his lower lip and remained silent.

Lin Ziqing understood something that he shouldn't know from his silence and the heaviness hidden in his eyes, and his slightly open mouth was dumbfounded.

Jiang Futing didn't explain much, the matter had been explained clearly, he lay down without delay, and said lightly: "Let's start." ”

Then he closed his eyes, he had the experience of walking in the yin, and it was indeed easy for the soul to leave the body.

When he opened his eyes again, there were indeed various Yangguan avenues in front of him, but none of them were the way he was going.

He held his breath and felt it carefully, and soon he felt the temperature of the candle very familiar.

The mind keeps approaching that temperature in a way that it desires.

Soon, all the Yangguan Road in front of him disappeared, and the distorted light around him fell faintly, turning back into the appearance of Lin Ziqing's bedroom.

Lin Ziqing couldn't see his existence, and was still staring at his body with a worried face at the moment, only Wang Sili suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

Lin Ziqing looked around and followed her gaze under her strange behavior, but she couldn't see anything.

Jiang Futing had no intention of scaring him, and he didn't plan to show up, so he called out Luo Zhiqiu, who was hiding, and then used turbidity to light the candle placed on the other side of his body's head.

The firelight suddenly burst out of thin air as if it had exploded, which still startled Lin Ziqing.

The blood-red flame swayed slowly with the wick, and the burning candle did not make people feel warm, but the temperature around them continued to drop, making people feel a little indescribably cold.

Lin Ziqing subconsciously hugged himself with both hands and rubbed his arms vigorously, always feeling that there was an indescribable madness.

He always felt that there were a few eyes staring at him from behind him, but he cautiously turned back twice, but he didn't see anything.

Jiang Futing didn't stay any longer, nodded at Wang Sili, and led Luo Zhiqiu to leave quickly.

The weather outside had been bad since noon, and it was gloomy for an afternoon, and the sky lasted no more than three or five hours under the cover of dark clouds, and then it had the intention of dying down and completely declining.

When Jiang Futing left, it was less than five or six o'clock, and the dark clouds were already dyed black, and the night began to squeeze in through every gap without a trace.

He had been to the underworld several times in the past, but he had always taken advantage of Bai Tang's identity, and now he was acting alone, and it was definitely impossible to enter it openly.

And he is a living soul, and he can smell it as soon as he smells it, so he enters the underworld like this, it is too ostentatious, and it is easy to attract the attention of all parties.

Fortunately, at this moment, he was in the yang world, which could be regarded as his own territory, and he directly opened his coercion, and where he passed, ten thousand ghosts opened the way, and he galloped all the way to the northwest unimpeded.

Gradually, the surrounding scenery became more and more beautiful

Desolate, I don't know when the surrounding vision became a little distorted, Jiang Futing then safely reined in his breath and acted in a low-key manner like an ordinary ghost.

The two of them continued to drift forward for a while, and the surrounding yin and yang magnetic fields became more and more chaotic.

Further back, this place can no longer distinguish yin and yang.

The chaotic aura was mixed together, dead air, ghost gas, miasma everything, there was no light when I looked up, and the ground under my feet was brittle and loose, as if it would crack in the next second.

What's even more terrifying is that as long as you advance a hundred meters, you will see spatial cracks of different degrees and sizes.

Luo Zhiqiu saw this terrible thing that only existed in the book for the first time, and he was almost frightened.

And Jiang Futing was slightly surprised at the beginning, and quickly calmed down.

He hadn't been to the Ghost Domain for at least a year, but he didn't expect that in just one year, this place would collapse so quickly!

It seems that whether or not you can survive the next year is a very difficult thing.

But even so, it doesn't stop the number of ghosts coming and going in this place, and it's so lively that it's like a small town rushing to the market.

There are all kinds of ghosts in this place, but there are no people who have just died, and there are not a few living souls who come to wander here, so it is not strange.

Luo Zhiqiu looked around in amazement, revealing the expression of a countryman entering the city: "Where is this place?" ”

He suddenly noticed that there was really a market with stalls in front of him, and he felt that his three views and cognitions were pressed and rubbed on the ground.

"Damn, there's still a seller!"

"Ghost Domain." Jiang Futing squeezed directly into the bazaar and walked around with ease.

Luo Zhiqiu looked at the dazzling array of things on both sides, and the language he had learned all his life turned into various tones, and there was an endless stream of "Wow!" ”

It wasn't until Jiang Futing picked out two masks that matched the handsomeness of himself and Luo Zhiqiu at a mask stall, and then took out a cloth bag to pay for it, Luo Zhiqiu suddenly said very loudly in his ear, "Wow!" "For a moment.

attracted a lot of ghosts in the vicinity, and turned to look at them.

Jiang Futing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and when he turned his head to stare at him, he found that his demonstration had actually failed so quickly, only to see Luo Zhiqiu staring at the bag in his hand with bright eyes......

Luo Zhiqiu was completely fascinated by his cloth bag.

Oh my God, that's what I saw before, the disciples, the head of the sect and the elders!

He suddenly ate the bear's heart leopard gall, and in order to satisfy his curiosity, he glanced into the bag slightly.

When he saw a small corner inside, he opened his mouth wide and gave a silent and exaggerated wow.

OMG! Oh my god!

My Virgin Mary!

The golden thighs he was holding were also thick!

I never imagined that being a man would be discouraged and a ghost would be proud!

Jiang Futing looked at him meaningfully for a long time, Luo Zhiqiu was actually unvigilant, not even the slightest sense of crisis, and coveted all kinds of treasures in the cloth bag with his thighs.

Until Jiang Futing suddenly put his hand on his shoulder, he said in a rare good-natured manner: "Why don't you let you go in and stay and watch slowly?" ”

Luo Zhiqiu nodded subconsciously, and immediately noticed that something was wrong after nodding, and was about to shake his head, but it was too late.

Jiang Futing casually mentioned it and threw him in, not forgetting the mask he bought for him.

After he finished doing this, he put the cloth bag back in his pocket, and the smile that was still on his face just now suddenly disappeared, and his expression was so cold

Some shuddered.

He slowly raised his head, put the mask on his face, and then a wonderful change occurred.

The mask seemed to come to life, rubbing with his soul.

The flawless face had a terrible scar on the left side, which spread out of his scalp like a fire, splitting his face in half from his forehead, then disassembling the bridge of his nose, and finally crutching at the wing of his nose.

The hideous scar took up a quarter of his cheek, but it still didn't stop him from the beauty of the knife and jade peck.

On the contrary, on the original handsomeness, it added a bit of horror that people should not approach, which happened to be in harmony with its own coldness.

At the moment when the mask melted into his cheeks, Jiang Futing suddenly turned around in the vast sea of ghosts, and his tall and proud figure looked particularly eye-catching among the surrounding ghosts.

A pair of cold eyes, through countless ghosts coming and going, locked in the corner of a stall a hundred meters away.

It's just that there are no other ghosts there at the moment except the stall owner.

Think of it as a delusion.

Jiang Futing retracted his gaze and pinched the cloth bag hidden in his pocket, feeling that Luo Zhiqiu should not be seen by strange people.

Turning around, he continued walking in the direction he needed.

He didn't accept Luo Zhiqiu just because of the information it provided, but because he really needed a little ghost who could do things for himself.

That little ghost had better have some ability, and he would be able to eat everywhere, so that he could eat when doing things.

It's just an outer disciple, with an average class, and no sense of existence, I'm afraid that even people from the Immortal Sect may not be able to know all of them.

Not to mention that Luo Zhiqiu has been dead for three or four years, except for Fan Congwen, who used him, most people have almost forgotten about him.

Jiang Futing didn't have the speed of hurrying and hurrying before, and suddenly circled around the market.

Xu is that the aura on his body is too extraordinary, even if he has an odious scar on his face, it still won't prevent these vendors from selling him.

It's just that every time he can't wait for the advertising words to finish, he will be glared back by a sharp look.

In addition to the open-air vendors, there are many long-abandoned, towering dilapidated buildings at the end of the market, two kilometers away.

This place was glorious and prosperous a few decades ago, and even if it is dilapidated now, some traces of prosperity can be traced from the remaining buildings.

At this moment, the dilapidated buildings continue to prosper in another way, which can be said to be the best use of things.

It is estimated that the developer of this real estate would never have imagined that the real estate developed by himself was loved by everyone decades ago, and it will be loved by ghosts decades later.

Almost every floor of every building is crowded into a large area by countless ghosts.

Compared to a year ago, the excitement is more than doubled.

For a moment, Jiang Futing had to wonder if all the ghosts in the underworld had escaped.

He could feel from the fluctuations left by the wild ghosts that these wild ghosts were not ordinary people, except for the living souls, entering the ghost path seemed to have become the unanimous default basic requirement for those who came to hang out here, and it could be regarded as a place where talents from the underworld gathered.

He glanced at the ghostly signs standing on the road, and then followed them to the building that sold groceries.

The things that can be put into the building are obviously not stalls anymore, and the sellers themselves are all famous people in the ghost world.

Just as he lifted his foot to go inside, he once again felt a feeling like a man on his back.

This is the second time.

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