"You don't know your brother anymore?"

"Brother-" Yue Zhao's skin wrinkled, and suddenly came back to his senses, this body is not hers, of course there may be a younger brother.

It was dark, the light source came from nowhere, and she couldn't see the window.

"Black? Not used to this place? The voice asked.

"Not either." Yue Zhao thought for a moment and replied ambiguously, "It's just a little strange, don't you know how to spell?" Doesn't it look good? ”

The voice inexplicably "snorted" and laughed in a low voice, "If you think it's good, it's naturally good." ”

"Who are you?"

"Your father."

"Shhh Yue Zhaoxuan didn't react for a moment. It took a while to realize that it might be the father of this body, the first ghost king.

I didn't expect that after the extreme usurpation, there was still a life for the first ghost king.

"My father—" Yue Zhao was still a little strange, "why didn't you come out?" ”

Yue Zhao's heart felt extremely uneasy, and he was about to use witchcraft to illuminate this place, but he found that his whole body seemed to be exhausted, and he couldn't use any witchcraft. Even the physical strength is not as good as before.

"Dugu Ji is a good calculation! Scold! The first ghost king sighed.

In this situation, Yue Zhao didn't know if the first ghost king had seen through her.

"I know you're not Yueyue, Yueyue is dead."

"Yueyue?"

The room suddenly lit up, it was a small cellar, and the old man sat on a chair dressed in black, his hair meticulously combed, and he was neatly dressed.

"I can't die." The old man said, "Just call me Ling'an Gongzi, the first ghost king, after all, there is a word 'first', and I can't count it." ”

"Did you know we all call you the 'First Ghost King'?"

"I don't know." Ling'an Gongzi just said such a sentence, but it was full of endless bitterness.

After all, I can't do it.

This sentence, for the ghost king who once ruled the underworld, represents the submission to staying away from power.

This gray-haired old man finally obeyed Duguji's arrangement after taking the throne.

"Who is the Yin King?" Yue Zhaoxuan asked again.

"He, come with me." Ling'an Gongzi got up, but his legs and feet were not good, and he limped to lead the way, opened a door in the cellar, and walked out. Outside the door is a corridor.

With a wave of his hand, the lights against the wall lit up. The corridor is no longer dark. Yue Zhao estimated that he saw a lot of twists and turns, like roads. And these roads, as if they were disembodied, are transparent. Yue Zhao estimated that he could see through the "wall" at a glance.

Perhaps, this is the difference between the underworld and the yang, right? In other words, this is the difference between the dead and the living.

"Your daughter is Yueyue? Coincidentally, my surname is Yue. ”

Ling'an Gongzi didn't care, just smiled, "It's not a person after all." ”

Yue Zhao didn't care either, and replied, "Yes." Not alone. ”

The Yin King is lying in a coffin, the coffin is pure black, carved with complicated patterns, ancient and mysterious.

"Ling'an Gongzi, what's going on?"

"He's dead." Ling'an Gongzi smiled faintly. This smile made Yue Zhao feel a little familiar.

"Your face...... Why is it ruined? ”

Ling'an Gongzi's face and skin were all wrinkled together, Yue Zhao didn't look at it carefully before, but now she looked carefully because of that laughter, but she could see that she was looking closely.

Ling'an Gongzi's face looks like he has been used in criminal law, and it looks like he is still burned. The skin of the face was burned out of the furrows, and at first glance I thought it was wrinkles.

"Oh, you girl can see it." The old voice of Ling'an Gongzi sighed, "My son is gone, my daughter is gone, I, a lonely person, naturally want to make a fuss, but it's a pity that this trouble has put myself in." ”

It seems that Ling'an Gongzi has been very vicissitudes, and after going through so much, his heart is already like a walking corpse.

"How did the Yin King die?" Yue Zhao asked.

"We are dead people living in the underworld, but the difference between soul death and body death."

"The Yin King?"

"The soul is gone."

It is scattered, not destroyed. Then there is still a chance for remedy.

"Because of what?"

Ling'an Gongzi raised his head, and his cloudy eyes flashed. "Because of you."

His words were commonplace.

Yue Zhao's estimate is also very calm. She opened the coffin.

The body of the Yin King is slender, with good appearance, clear bones, broad shoulders, and manhood that has not been annihilated even when he dies.

"It's dead." Yue Zhao sighed.

"Your brother, no name."

"Don't even have a name?" Yue Zhao estimated the strange way.

"Hmm." Ling'an nodded.

Yue Zhao estimated that he was a little sad. The King of Yin, the son of the King of Ghosts, was born glorious, but he died nameless.

"Since I have taken over the identity of your daughter, I should also call you a father, and I should treat him as a younger brother." Yue Zhaowei said, "My real name is Yue Zhaoyi, so let's call him Yueyin." ”

"Yueyin ......" Ling'an Gongzi muttered, there seemed to be a smile between his eyebrows, and he seemed to be crying, "Actually, my son doesn't like the word 'Yin King', but it was a name you gave me, so I accepted it on his behalf." ”

Yue Zhao estimated that Ling'an Gongzi was depressed.

"If I had the chance, I would bring him back to life." Monthly Appraisal Commitment.

Ling'an Gongzi's hand caressed the edge of the coffin, "I'm afraid he doesn't want to wake up." ”

"How?" The moon is strange.

"When Dirty Er gave birth to him, he disappeared not long after, and I blamed him, thinking that it was because of him that Dirty Er abandoned me."

"Filthy?"

"My wife, I only remember calling her a dirty child, and I forgot everything else."

"The Yin King doesn't have a name, so how did you call your brother?"

"Coincidentally, I hate him, I don't want to see him, I don't want to pay attention to him when I do, if I have to call him, I will 'huh'."

"After that, I was going to be crowned a king and sent this unpleasant son, so I casually named the 'Yin King'?" Yue Zhao continued with Ling'an's words.

"That's right." Ling'an nodded remorsefully.

"Huh" and "yin", in terms of tone, can be said to be homophonic.

"It's a pity that ...... later," Yue Zhao said tentatively, "do you regret treating this child coldly?" ”

Ling'an nodded.

"I've always felt that Yueyue and her mother are really alike." There was a flash of spark in Ling'an Gongzi's eyes, but Yue Zhaoxuan trembled a little instantly.

Ling'an Gongzi's gaze just now was a little too fanatical.

"And what's up with my voice?" Yue Zhao asked.

Ling'an Gongzi's gaze turned cold, "Have you forgotten?" Yueyue, that's what I did. ”

Yue Zhaoxi took a step back, and she suddenly asked, "How did the Yin King die?" ”

"Yueyue, I said it because of you."

"Nope." Yue Zhao's eyes flickered, her heart churned, she took a few steps back, her heart was shocked, she could already feel the abnormality of Ling'an Gongzi at this moment, he seemed to be crazy.

"Yueyue." Ling'an Gongzi said word by word, "You are your father's Yueyue, why do you want to follow Duguji?" If you hadn't followed Ji, you wouldn't have been imprisoned by Ji, and your brother wouldn't have tried to save you. ”

"Brother to save me?"

"Whoa." Ling'an Gongzi's wide-sleeved robe was arranged in an open arc as his arms were raised, and when he lowered his head, his hair hung down, covering his forehead, and the lights were dim, and his demeanor was not real. "Your brother, right here."

Ling'an Gongzi pointed to the person in the coffin.

"He's going with you to die, you know?"

"I'm not dead, why is it called 'follow me' and 'go to death'?" Yue Zhaoxuan took a few steps back. In fact, Ling'an Gongzi's gaze is too stiff, he completely looks like a dead person, and his posture is not like a living person. In other words, at this moment, the son of Ling'an does not seem to be a person with his own thoughts at all.

"Ling'an Gongzi ......" Yue Zhao shouted in a low voice, and then said, "No matter what, it is the choice of the younger brother, and the younger brother has already gone." ”

Ling'an Gongzi suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, "It's dead!" Go! What if you go! I found him! He really went with you, with you! ”

Yue Zhaoxuan was frightened by his unfounded words. This Ling'an son, this former ghost king, is really crazy?

"You know what? Duguji actually opened the door, she threw you in, and your brother relied on you on weekdays, so he followed, but I didn't expect it! Who would have thought! That door is actually a gate of time and space, and you can travel to parallel time and space! You're back! You're back! ”

Yue Zhao was shocked.

Do you believe that there will be another you in another corner of the universe, in another realm?