"Hey, hey, it's your turn!" shouted to Jing Wei Xintong from one of the ghost generals next to the stone platform.

When Xintong heard that she wanted to sign an autograph, she panicked, and at this time she grabbed the leaf thorn with one hand and Jing Wei with the other, and her palms were cold.

"With this signature, won't we really die?" Xin Tong said with his body to Jing Wei and Ye Thorn.

The little ghost general was extremely impatient: "Hurry up!

"Let's think about it again. Jing Wei looked at the ghost general and smiled.

The young general rolled his eyes at Jing Wei, "Get out of the back without thinking clearly!"

As a ghost creature of the earth, as long as he is assigned to the bridge as an errand, he will be accustomed to seeing such hesitant undead spirits after a while.

Whether to forget the past and face the path of rebirth that they can't choose by themselves, or keep the memories to stay in this land forever is a difficult choice for these newly dead creatures.

Many of the undead in this team, even if they are lined up at the bridge, have not yet made a decision in their hearts that they will never regret.

Perhaps it is at this time that they realize that there is no other choice, and it is not a good thing. Because of this, there is no chance, no reason, and you regret it.

The ghost general in front of him was undoubtedly already annoyed by an undead like Jing Wei, but the word "roll" touched Jing Wei's nerves, making Jing Wei clench his fists, and even the hand holding Xintong increased his grip. You must know that as the chief disciple of Wei Xi, how could anyone in the Tianshan Mountains dare to speak to him like this.

"Stinky lion, you hurt me!" Xin Tong shouted.

At this time, I saw Jing Wei staring at the young general viciously. Ye Thorn was startled, thinking that he was going to war, and just wanted to say something, but unexpectedly, he snorted and turned his head, pulled Xintong and strode to the back row.

Ye Thorn originally planned to follow them first and continue to look for Demon Ziyan in the future, but at this moment, she saw another ghost general on the side of the stone platform put away the completed roster on the table and put it in a brown and black wooden box beside her, and then took out a new roster and put it in front of the stage and opened the blank first page.

Ye Thorn noticed that the wooden box was very large, which could be placed on the back of a seven or eight-year-old child, and inside was actually several stacks of rosters that had reached the mouth of the box, and the whole box of booklets should have nearly a hundred copies, and after the roster was put in just now, the box was just full.

At this moment, four thick black smoke suddenly appeared around the box, and the black smoke dissipated after a while, and four strong men appeared in front of them, their expressions were calm, and they silently counted the number of books in the box, and then without saying a word, they closed the box, lifted it and walked to the northeast.

Ye Ting's eyes lit up, this must be moving somewhere to store, so as long as you follow them, the roster of the past two days should be found.

Thinking of this, the leaf thorn quickly conjured up a transparent lark that only she could see, only to see it quietly land on the edge of the big autograph table.

"Be sure to read carefully, please. Leaf Thorn instructed with spiritism.

As if he understood the words of the leaf thorn, the lark immediately stood up straight, staring at the big round eyes, carefully looking at the undead who bent down one after another to sign.

So Ye Thorn immediately trotted back, pulled up Xintong and Jing Wei, who were walking back along the team, and told them what they thought.

"We're going with you. Jing Wei said solemnly after hearing this.

Xintong also nodded violently.

"Okay, don't let go. Ye Thorn said.

Then I saw her silently reciting the hidden spell of the red chain, and Xintong and Jingwei instantly became transparent people.

A few undead people lined up beside them were dumbfounded when they accidentally saw a man and a woman who were walking towards them but suddenly disappeared. But they didn't shout or scream, and they didn't discuss why.

For these creatures who have just died, for these creatures who are about to set foot on the Nai He Bridge, there is no mood and energy to care about these anymore.

Ye Thorn pulled Jing Wei Xintong to quickly follow the four strong men, and Xintong was still surprised at this time, because this was the first time she had personally experienced the effect of the Red Spiral Chain Hidden Charm.

Although the people around her body couldn't see it at this moment, she could indeed see Jing Wei and ...... without any obstacles Leaf thorns.

Because they are holding hands, it is natural that they can use their bodies to communicate silently without disturbing the target in front of them.

"Senior sister, in fact, we can use stealth techniques by ourselves. Jing Wei said.

"Most of the earth ghosts and creatures have yin and yang eyes, and ordinary stealth techniques are useless. The leaf thorn replied.

“......”

"In addition, the doppelganger technique, the phantom transformation technique, is useless. Oh yes, their mind-reading and soul-sucking skills are very powerful, and if they suck them up and read their minds instantly, the purpose of this trip will be a goof. So the best way is to make them invisible at all. Leaf Thorn added.

Jing Wei only now understands that the gap between herself, who has never been out of Qingyun Mountain for more than 2,000 years, and this junior sister who is only a thousand years old, has been so widened in terms of actual combat experience.

They followed the four earth ghost soldiers silently, and they didn't go far before they started talking.

"You said that in this year, more and more people are dying, and Hexiang Pavilion is almost unable to let go. ”

"That's why last year His Majesty ordered the burning of the boxes from 40,000 years ago. ”

"At this rate, the 30,000-year-old box would have to burn. ”

"It's not that there are more people who have died, it's that the number of places on the side of the Soul Stone is limited, and those who can't be selected can only come to reincarnation. ”

"Although Prime Minister Huai's suggestion is good, we will suffer!"

"I used to carry it four or five times a day, but now I have to lift it no less than ten times a day, hey...... My old waist!"

"My waist is not good anymore, so I have to suggest to the head to change the errand. ”

"It's not that we don't have the ability, but if we have a little bit of talent, we don't have to do this kind of manual work when we get mixed in the second hall. ”

"Who said that the second hall doesn't need to do manual work, they are all making weapons, and my old friend is there, saying that every day the iron is struck, and the arms are almost useless. ”

"At least their labor still has some meaning, what do you say is the point of us carrying this book of the dead?"

"No, I've been carrying it for almost a hundred years, and if I continue to do this in the future, I might as well smash my soul stone and die. ”

"You've been dead for a hundred years, and if you die again, you'll have no reincarnation at all. ”

"It's also a good thing not to be reincarnated, but if you are reincarnated as an animal, it's even worse. ”

"How do you know they're miserable? My family used to live a leisurely life of pigs and chickens. ”

"In other words, your majesty won't fight a war in ten thousand years, why do you build so many weapons?"

"I heard that it was the queen's will. ”

"Since ancient times, there have been many disasters and disasters, and since she became the queen, we have not had a good life. ”

"Shhhhh

"Shut up quickly, others know that your soul stone will be crushed directly, and you will never be reborn!"

"Okay, okay, don't say it. ”

At this point they came to a yellowish attic, not tall or large, only two floors, with walls that looked a bit like dried orange peels, wrinkled.

There are three big characters standing on the main entrance: Hexiang Pavilion. On both sides of its ancient and dilapidated gate is a pair of red rice paper that has long faded most of its color, on which is written a cursive couplet: Walk into the Yellow Spring without turning, and there is no ripple in the heart of the Lechuan River when you hear it closely.

When the four strong men stepped on the door, the door slowly opened inward, making a creaking sound.

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