"Why is the door of the Rashon Hall full of white silk?"

"You're a new ghost, I'm afraid you don't know."

"The daughter of the great boss of the Rashoden is gone."

"What's wrong?"

"Shhhh

"Yes, the lake guarded by the Rasheng Temple opened, and the blue light shone on the entire underworld that day, and then the lake disappeared with a whoosh. Miss Nan was broken into pieces on the spot at that time, I grew so big, it was the first time I saw what it meant to be truly wiped out, wasn't it! The ghosts I saw at that time were motionless, and the sadness in my eyes was about to overflow, but how could I be motionless, as if I was controlled, but it was evil...... "The ghost said very vividly and wonderfully, justified and well-founded, and danced hand in hand at the place where it arose, as if he appeared at the door of the Rashon Hall at that time and witnessed this miracle, so one by one the new ghosts who had never seen the world gathered one after another, pricked up their ears, and listened very attentively. I don't even know how long the ghost sat behind them and listened, and one by one they poked their heads out and asked questions.

"You guys, come back with me!" The ghost cha suddenly rose a few degrees behind him, holding an iron lock in his hand, and glared at them viciously.

"Oh, my lord, what did we do wrong?" A dry look at the lively little ghosts and new ghosts are busy with two trembling and kneeling down to please, and the ghosts scream.

"Defamation! Hurry up, what's nonsense, hurry up and follow me, slow down doesn't mean you can't avoid suffering! ”

The new ghost drooped his head and felt very innocent, and these days, even watching a lively scene is considered a crime. In these years, if you say two words, you will become the culprit of the invisible rumors. It's really a hot and cold world, the world is declining, and the ghost heart is not ancient...... Forced by authority, he dared to say two words of grievance on the road. As a result, when I went to prison, I found a large number of people in the same passage, after all, most of the ghosts who like to watch the excitement still account for the majority.

And the spread of this form of storytelling is extremely widespread......

The prison was full of ghosts, so I had no choice but to release another batch and shut down another batch......

"I think it's a bit overkill to catch these ignorant little hairy cubs all day long! Usually I go to scratch my head and run to the hell! Taking advantage of the cold weather, the ghost who guarded the door secretly drank two jars of old wine, patted his companion on the shoulder, shook his head and shouted loudly. began to crackle and boast about the original deeds, and now the downfall comes......

His old companion bowed his head and snorted intoxicatedly.

Outside the door, I heard a ghost messenger reporting, "Boss, there are people beating drums and shouting grievances, saying that there are many unjust, false and wrongful cases in our prison......"

In the evening, an old man with a majestic face, walking alone with a cane, came to the worldly hall and walked straight in the direction of the main hall, and there were no ghosts to stop him all the way.

"Actually, the mouth is the most uncontrollable thing. The more rigorous it is, the more widely it spreads, and the false ones are true...... "The big boss of the Rasheng Hall looked mournful, his gray hair on his temples hung down on his forehead, and his low tone made people cry with sadness inexplicably. "Let it go, it's better to have more than one thing, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Because the old man sitting upright is too big, the pressure is very heavy. The young men in front of him, who were usually in high and powerful positions, turned pale, as if they couldn't straighten their waists, and hurriedly looked at the old man in front of them with admiration like chickens pecking rice. I forgot who gave the order with an angry face and angry eyes, and arrested all those who talked about the rights and wrongs of the most favored daughter he got in his later years.

After sending the old man away for a long time, the ghosts of the worldly hall exhaled deeply, feeling that the burden on his whole body was much lighter. Then he hurriedly took a sip of water and went to release the ghosts in the prison who had been caught inexplicably.

For a time, the whole world celebrated, and everyone was happy.

The ghost who has been in prison for a while, after being released from prison, has a strict mouth, and does not dare to talk about anything casually, for fear that the big man who will change his mind will be caught in it. It was a lot quieter for a while. Rumors are also fading.

Inside the Rashon Palace, a crusade meeting was opened inside. The core idea is: kill Ji Zidu.

surnamed Ji, Ji Cunxi is still there.

The ghost of Rasheng Hall went to invite, but the news reported was that Ji Cunxi had long since disappeared.

Look for! Find it all for me! Can it still disappear?

On the other side of the world, Himeko is lying in red clothes in the fine sand, holding a dog's tail grass in her mouth boredly, and her demeanor is still charming and moving. Just lying quietly, motionless, you can deeply feel the temperature difference between day and night and the change of the seasons in one day.

In the evening of that day, a fiery red sunset came into the eyes of Himekodu, and half of the sky showed a dim and brilliant color.

Jizi chuckled, this is what the book says, the desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river.

He closed his eyes, emptied his head, and gently stroked his eyebrows and muttered.

There was no response beside him, Himeko opened her eyes and smiled at the air, with a mixed emotion between her eyebrows, and drew a circle around the void. "Before I met you, I probably didn't know what regret was. But I really watched you disappear in front of me, and those seven years of time couldn't fade in my mind, maybe, after all, a big dream ......"

Look up and be in a daze all the way. Time passed like a white horse, and it was a deep and gloomy night. Looking at the starry sky in the middle of the night, a few bits of light, and his hands resting on his head. Those who used to be like old rubber rings rolled over one by one, with a heavy old sadness, and a very old wind blowing beside him, cold and raging, but Ji Zidu's body did not move. Perhaps, we are all very proud ghosts.

Nanori left a dream, and Himeko accepted it, and there seemed to be tears dripping from the aperture in the center of the circle. It's just that for some reason, I haven't had the courage to open it and look at it.

He knew that she was also gambling, and couldn't help but murmur softly. "Even like this, they don't let each other go......"