"By the way, Jiang Twelve, what color has your ghost qi become?" Looking at Jiang Twelve, who was stunned, Song Ci asked.

"Huh? Color... By the way, what color have you ever seen? Without answering in a hurry, Jiang Twelve first asked rhetorically. Under this question, Song Ci also returned to his seat, looked at Jiang Twelve rolled his eyes and thought, and then began to answer.

"The green ghost is naturally a long life. Ghost tenacity. And the red one is bloody, close to demonic. The blue one is the spiritual intensity... The rest, I don't know much either.... Doubling his own drink, Song Ci looked at Jiang Twelve with an inquiring look.

Obviously, he could feel the difference between Jiang Twelve, and he wanted to know what was going on with Jiang Twelve's body...

“... Shall I show you the old man? Looking at the curious look in Song Ci's eyes, Jiang Twelve opened his mouth and asked.

"Come on. Let me see. ”

"Okay."

After speaking, Jiang Twelve is ghost qi that controlled his body emitted a trace. The colorful glare and the shining starlight make it look like a nightclub camouflage light above the table...

“... Forehead... Are you a ghost? Didn't you get the light strip somewhere?! ”

"Hey, hey! I can't say something nice! Jiang Twelve, who was still thinking about it, pulled his face and scolded directly.

"What are you not a light strip? Copycat marquee? ... Anyway, you're pretty good at this ghostly level... Although the words on his lips were unpleasant, Song Ci's eyes were very serious.

The ghost spirit of this Jiang Twelve is really unheard of and unseen.

"Hey, does your marquee have any effect?" Looking at Jiang Twelve, this Song Ci asked directly.

"Not really. It's just the feeling that something is different. But I don't know what it is.... Shrugging helplessly, Jiang Twelve had no choice but to answer. Because he couldn't do an all-encompassing experiment. And the current conditions do not allow him to do so. This is the underworld. I haven't found Hai Ling'er yet. It's exposed too early, and if you tear your face with Xie Bi'an, it's not good....

“... Also. By the way, I already have an idea in my mind about your father's case. As soon as the conversation changed, Song Ci said what was in his heart.

"Please also sir."

“... Regarding the death of the Ghost Emperor, I can tell you clearly that those who know the inside story must have Cui Ming and Xie Bi'an. There is also the lord of the southern prison and the ghost city. ”

"Ji Ruo and Mrs. Mo?"

“... It should be. That's all I can ask about, and I can't tell you what exactly is going on. But your father's death is inseparable from these current princes. With a sigh, Song Ci also sighed at the seriousness of this matter.

Although it is conceivable that the death of the Ghost Emperor will involve a lot of issues. But at the beginning, it was a bit too much to involve the most eye-catching bigwigs at the moment...

Sheshan, there is also an old dragon... Demons, and an old man... And the Terrans... I haven't investigated any of this in depth...

“... Could it have something to do with my demons? Song Ci's hesitation made Jiang Twelve ask directly. There was a bad speculation in my heart.

“... It's possible, it's not possible... Hai Ling'er's father... It seems to be involved in this... There are some things that I don't know, so it's hard to speculate... I, Song Ci, was a criminal officer at the beginning, everything is about evidence, I don't like to speculate like Bao Zheng... ”

"It's... All right. ”

To be able to tell Jiang Twelve this, Song Ci has already done his best. Even if the evidence is conclusive in the end, there is no way to take revenge without strength! However, with these three judges, they can give Jiang Twelve justice. It can give the world a clean slate.

As for what happens after that, it has nothing to do with them...

Looking at the drinks and meals in front of you. Jiang Twelve took the wine jug and poured a few sips. The depression in my heart is naturally self-evident.

After a few glasses of turbid wine, Jiang Twelve looked at the window next to him and stalked his neck. Regardless of his father's situation. The important issue at the moment is to find Hai Ling'er.

Since he has the same situation as Jiang Twelve, Jiang Twelve's heart has his own attention.

"Sir, I may need your help with the other two gentlemen in matters concerning my father..." Standing up, Jiang Twelve respectfully saluted Song Ci.

During these days, Jiang Twelve has become much more well-behaved. Almost when you meet your seniors, you give them a salute, and this thing works. No need to give money, no talking, no ink, the other party suffers directly! I'm quite satisfied!! Who made them all cultural people.

"Well, I've heard that Bao Zheng let Zhanzhao and his grandson go away. They have already explored the news one step ahead, let's go and make peace with that bag first. Look for that old man again. ”

“... Sir, you can go first. I'm still going to find the ghost scholar, something. ”

"Ghost scholar? That barrel at the liquor store? ”

"Uhhh Yes. "I didn't expect that ghost scholar to have such a title...

“... Oh... OK. Then you pay more attention. After the personal matter is settled, you go to Meicheng to find me and the three of you. ”

"Thank you, sir."

In this way, after a banquet with Song Ci, Jiang Twelve left here alone.

Now he has a way to find Hai Ling'er. That's the gift of the underworld!! This sudden change in ghostly aura should be an excellent place to inquire about! Even if they want to hide, it will take a lot of time!!

...... Half a month later.

The city of fire near the city. Jiang Twelve had already entered the city gate, although his token mission was to go to Mafu, but he casually said that he had found a relative and came over.

Coming to this Fire City, Jiang Twelve's heart inexplicably had an uncomfortable feeling.

On this street, it is normal for people to sell things, carry goods, and even pull things with cars... There's nothing wrong with that restaurant... But, it's not normal!

"These people... His expression is so calm... Walking on the main street of Lihuo City, Jiang Twelve looked at the people around him with countless question marks drawn on their heads.

I don't know why, they just think they're acting...

"Oops!! Why are you touching me!! Next to Jiang Twelve, a man suddenly shouted angrily. This naturally attracted Jiang Twelve's gaze.

It turned out that the man was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and was spilled by a woman in a hurry.

"Oops! Why are you touching me! "Learned the man's words, and the woman learned the man, but she fell to the ground.

The woman made this move, and the man hurriedly gave a helpless look, and then the woman understood. A scream came instantly.

"Ouch... Oh my arm.... ”

... My mother's forehead.

Jiang Twelve's eyelids jumped when he saw this absurd scene! Is this kind of nonsensical and exaggerated plot a performance?!!

Moreover, this abounds in the city of fire....

What kind of fire is this... Isn't this the famous Zhudian Film and Television City?

(End of chapter)