"So, you think the traces of those people's existence are covered up, and it has something to do with that unknown thing?"

Zheng Xie was thoughtful.

The red-haired young man named Ji Sanqian nodded thoughtfully:

"Exactly!"

Zheng Xie touched his chin:

"That's kind of interesting......"

Ji Sanqian's tone increased a few points:

"It's kind of interesting? I almost died here, huh! You just commented that it's kind of interesting, okay?"

Zheng Xie said "oh":

"Then let's be equivalent. ”

Ji three thousand one stagnation.

"But then again, you can't really die if you die here. ”

Zheng Xie said suddenly.

Ji Sanqian showed an interested look:

"Hmm, is it really a fantasy place? If I'm not going to die, am I—"

Zheng Xie continued:

"It's just that the soul will get lost in this town, day after day, until the whole lost realm is gone. ”

There was silence.

Ji Sanqian smiled a little stiffly:

"Daoyou, did I misunderstand? What you just said was-"

Zheng Xie didn't care about the mood of the young man in front of him, nodded seriously:

"The soul is lost. ”

Ji Sanqian swallowed his saliva, squatted against the wall and thought for a moment, then stood up and solemnly shook Zheng Xie's hand:

"In Xia Ji three thousand, I don't know the name of my friend?"

Zheng Xie narrowed his eyes and tried to withdraw his hand:

"What are you doing here?"

Ji Sanqian said confidently:

"I'm afraid that I'll get lost here, and there will never be a day of liberation, and no one in the world will remember my Ji Sanqian. ”

Zheng Xie suddenly realized something:

"Wait, are you—"

Ji Sanqian nodded very sincerely:

"I lost my parents since I was a child, raised by my master, and he died in the crane immortal not long after he was included in the door, and the brothers and sisters in the door are gradually withering, and now I am the only one left. ”

When Zheng Xie heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched:

"Then you're really unlucky...... Or maybe the people around you are more unlucky?"

Ji Sanqian directly ignored Zheng Xie's words and said with emotion:

"We are fortunate to meet in the same tomb......"

Zheng Xie's face changed:

"Hey, stop, take back your strange words!"

Ji Sanqian continued:

"I can fall into the same coffin again......"

Zheng Xie gasped:

"Dare to ask if you can say such weird stuff in a serious way?"

In order to prevent the young man from continuing, lest his mind be polluted by some strange content, Zheng Xie decisively changed the subject:

"Do you know what the Lost Realm is?"

Ji Sanqian was stunned:

"Huh? this ...... I don't know. ”

Zheng Xie was expressionless:

"If you want to know, just shut up and listen to me, understand?"

Ji Sanqian only thought about it for a moment, then simply nodded and said:

"Okay. ”

Zheng Xie took a deep breath:

"The so-called Lost Realm ......"

............

The evening in Nanyuan City is darker than usual, perhaps because of the recent rainy weather, or the increasingly oppressive atmosphere, the streets are much less pedestrians, and some restaurants have closed their doors early and turned off their lights.

At the corner of the street, Bai Wuzheng squatted beside Cao Shisan, carefully counting the silver taels in his hand.

Cao Thirteen is the name of the weird-tempered old man who likes to beg for wine.

Cao Shisan burped and glanced at Bai Wushan beside him:

"What are you doing with this, what your son-in-law has given you is enough for you to spend a lot of money in this Nanyuan City, is it possible that you are afraid that you will not have anything to eat?"

Bai Wushan shook his head:

"I'm not counting how much is left, I'm just counting how much you've used. ”

Cao Shisan choked on a sip of wine, and almost didn't squirt it out directly:

"Ahem...... Count how much I've used?!"

Bai Wushan's eyes were full of seriousness:

"That's right, my son said that you don't like to owe favors, so I have to figure out how many taels of silver you have spent on eating and drinking these days, so that you can pay it back when your son comes back in the future." ”

For the first time, Cao Shisan felt that the roast chicken in his hand was so unsettling to him, but he was reluctant to throw it away after eating half of it, and he felt that it was wrong to eat it, so he could only hold it stiffly in his hand.

"You're settling accounts with me?"

Cao Shisan's face was strange, looking at the beautiful girl in front of him, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Bai Wushan raised his head and said in confusion:

"Or else?"

Cao 13 said:

"Do you know how many people in this world are most afraid of me settling accounts with them?"

Bai Wushan shook his head:

"I don't care about this, I just know that you've used sixteen taels and three wen these days. ”

This sentence choked Cao Shisan again, and the old man laughed angrily:

"Little girl, guess why my name is Cao Thirteen?"

Bai Wushan thought for a moment and guessed:

"Because you have twelve older siblings?"

Cao Shisan's face stiffened, and then his beard curled angrily:

"What a mess! Let me tell you, the reason why my Cao Thirteen is called Thirteen is because in my hands, one human life has to be exchanged for thirteen human lives!"

After saying this, Cao Shisan looked at the silent Bai Wushan and was secretly proud, feeling that he had bluffed this young girl.

However, the next moment, Bai Wushan said softly:

"But you owe my son sixteen taels and three cents. ”

"Wow, yes, yes!"

Cao Shisan screamed angrily, and couldn't help scratching his messy hair:

"Why don't you listen to people, little girl!"

"You owe my son sixteen taels and three cents. ”

"I, Cao Thirteen, will take people's lives if I make a move!"

"You owe my son sixteen taels and three cents. ”

"Hearing my name, no one dares to say disrespectful words!"

"You owe my son sixteen taels and three cents. ”

"If you want me to make a move, you must exchange thirteen lives!"

"I miscalculated, there are still two cents in the pot of wine next to you, and you owe my son a total of sixteen taels and five cents. ”

Cao Thirteen, defeated.

Bai Wushan smiled triumphantly and continued to count the broken silver in his hand, while Cao Shisan was lying on the ground sulking depressedly, and by the way, he also finished nibbling on the last half of the roast chicken.

After putting away the broken silver, Bai Wushan looked at the sky and sighed:

"It's getting dark inexplicably fast these days, and I have to go back to my room again. ”

Seeing that the old man next to him was still lying on the ground facing the wall, without saying a word, Bai Wushan didn't care, just packed up his things and planned to get up and leave.

"Grandpa Cao, I'll go first. ”

Bai Wushan greeted and stood up.

Cao 13 snorted as a farewell word.

A gust of cold wind blew, making Bai Wushan shiver, only to feel that his heart was covered with a shadow.

Bai Wushan shook his head, thinking that it was his own psychological effect, so he quickened his pace and walked towards an inn in the distance.

When Bai Wushan walked briskly past a red lantern hanging on the side of the street, the demonic red light reflected on her body, and it actually cast two shadows on the ground!

Bai Wushan was unconscious, still walking forward defenselessly, but the shadow behind her was getting closer and closer to her own shadow, like a beast ready to pounce at any moment, slowly hibernating.

The atmosphere of Nanyuan City was gradually solidifying, and countless shadows hidden in the darkness began to emerge leisurely, with a cold aura that was completely different from the yang world, wandering in every no-man's corner.

Finally, the extra shadow behind Bai Wushan suddenly burst out, and a withered and rotten arm poked out from the shadows of the ground, filled with a rich yin qi, and it was actually a foot long, just like that, and it strangled towards Bai Wushan's neck!

Before Bai Wushan could even realize it, the rotten arm was already about to touch the back of her neck!

However, at the moment when the fingers of that arm were about to touch Bai Wushan, everything slowly came to a standstill.

Whether it's the shivering wild dogs in the corner, or the dew about to drip from the eaves, they all stop at this moment.

Cao Thirteen's gloomy laughter sounded from not far away:

"Can't you see that she's my protection?"

"Get out!"

In an instant, the darkness receded, and the arm exploded into a cloud of mist, with a vague wail, and dissipated in place.

The power of one word can frighten the ghosts and gods!