What is the sin for no reason?

Isn't it just entering an inexplicable interface! Isn't it an inexplicable soul! Isn't it just someone else who threw him out of the time portal? As for it!

Not to mention, the ghosts here haven't even recognized Long Yang, and they have caught him as a ghost and summoned him as a laborer. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info can be heard from the words of several soul officials, they did not identify Long Yang's identity, and only regarded him as a new ghost.

Long Yang reluctantly followed the soul officials, thinking to himself, I am a arrested laborer! It may not only be laborers, but also black laborers who do not pay labor remuneration and insurance! Long Yang didn't expect that he was not a laborer, but a soul slave who was captured!

The scene in front of him is very different from when he came in, Longyang seems to have arrived in a decent big city, even if it is a big city, it is not as good as everything in front of him, even Longyang, who has been to Dongyan City, is amazed.

More than prosperous, not enough popular! This is Longyang's final summary.

It's not just a shortcoming, it's simply nothing, there is not a single figure in the huge market!

People have shadows, but ghosts leave souls.

Long Yang couldn't see a single figure, only a ghost.

Order! At least rules, there are no rules, how can it be round.

Stop at a red light, go at a green light.

Pedestrian right, pedestrian cross.

There are here, all different,

Under the eaves, people are invisible.

It seems so!

Everything at the moment is enough to prove the guess in Long Yang's heart, he has really entered the netherworld, a world full of ghosts. But there is something he can't figure out, is this the place to live towards death? Didn't Meng Po say that this is his vitality and the hope of the tomb city?

Long Yang didn't suspect the ghost woman, nor did he have doubts about Meng Po, he just couldn't figure it out!

I'm human!

It's not a demon who eats people and doesn't spit out bones, nor is he a fool who eats and sells his father! Why did you send me to this place?

"Let's go!" The soul officer behind him roared and roared.

Hey? I even understand the words of the netherworld?! I have been able to communicate with ghosts and ghosts since I was a child, is this the same as the soul world?

"Rub! Look for death! I'll sprinkle it! ”

"What will you sprinkle? Peeing? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go!" The ghost officer urged, his face full of pride and complacency, as if there was enough backstage standing behind him to be proud and proud.

Wait, I'll make you regret it. Long Yang thought to himself, planning his next move.

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is really as Long Yang thinks, the things on the surface are often contrary to reality or right, and the prosperity in front of him is just a display of the previous life. Everyone has a life experience, and here, every place is an image of a ghost's past life.

The dwelling place of the burial city is the burial chamber, and the burial chamber is inhabited by real human beings. But here, on the contrary, the pavilions and pavilions are all illusory, and what Long Yang enters is underground, which is where the ghosts live.

The moment the underground passage opened, the rumbling sound suddenly came into my ears.

"Here?"

As soon as Long Yang asked, he was kicked in the back.

"I'll go!" Long Yang scolded.

"Isn't the boss in a good mood, why keep this kid as a soul slave, as before, isn't it the nourishment that nourishes our Yin River!" The words of the soul officer came from behind Long Yang.

"But no, this kid talks a lot, some things are all things in the yang world, what's the matter! What is his identity, and it is our bird business! The words of another soul officer came, and the voice became smaller and smaller, and it was already far away.

"Phew!" Long Yang spat and secretly cursed a rare foul language.

"No. 1500000, come here!"

Just as Long Yang was secretly scolding his mother, a woman's voice came from behind him.

"Who!" When he heard the voice, Long Yang's heart tightened, this voice was so familiar, it seemed to be a voice that he hadn't heard for many years.

The moment Long Yang turned around, his expression was completely frozen, it was more difficult to calm than seeing a ghost, and it was even more difficult to get close than seeing a person. "Teacher Zhou Lan!" Long Yang said in his mouth, although there was no sound, but there were already monstrous waves in his heart.

Zhou Lan, an elementary school teacher in Longyang, died under the southeast peak.

Zhou Lan, in a trance in the Longyang Blood Realm, because of the great changes in the Blood Realm, it is difficult to see each other again.

Zhou Lan, goodbye now, is actually here, so that Long Yang can't deal with it.

At that time, Long Yang was still a child, and Zhou Lan was a teacher, a volunteer teacher, a teacher who gave his youth and life to the mountain village, and a teacher whose cause of death was unknown.

Now, we meet here.

Long Yang could no longer continue to hide his identity, and involuntarily walked towards the person who was both familiar and strange.

"Take it!"

Zhou Lan stood on the high platform, still holding the original teaching rod in her hand, and pointed at Long Yang. "If you enter my realm and don't obey my law, you should be punished!"

As soon as the words fell, two figures quickly floated from the shadows, sandwiching Long Yang under him.

"Teacher, I'm Long Yang!" At this time, Long Yang didn't have any ability to resist, just looked at Zhou Lan opposite with tears in his eyes.

"Bold! Rude to our mage! The soul officer on his side didn't give Long Yang too much chance to speak and explain, and directly pushed him to the ground, and two blood-colored whips immediately whipped him on his body.

"Oops!" Long Yang couldn't help but scream.

No, my body?

Long Yang's body was reforged, and the ordinary whip on his body was simply tickling, but at this time, he was in pain.

Wrong?

I'm human! How could this soul whip hurt me?

Thinking about it, the whip was still pulled mercilessly, Long Yang gritted his teeth, and did not let out a cry of pain. Am I really a ghost? Long Yang was in a trance.

I don't know how many beatings, but the flogging finally stopped. In the blur, Long Yang heard the voice, "Escort him to the soul prison, no one can meet without my order." ”

"Yes, Master Mage!"

Turns out she still knows me! In the moment before he fell unconscious, Long Yang gave himself a clear answer.

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"Oops! It hurts! When Long Yang woke up, I don't know how much time had passed. I really don't know, because there is no yin and yang here, there is no concept of time and space, and who knows how long it has been.

It's Mr. Zhou, sure it is! But why didn't she recognize me, let the ghosts beat me, and imprisoned me in such a strange place?

The place where Long Yang was held was indeed a bit weird. It stands to reason that it should be a cell, but this is not a cell, but a space, and the outside of the space is a transparent glass cover. When Long Yang touched it with his hand, he couldn't break through its defenses, even if he used his soul power, it was useless.

Moreover, there is no defense of the soul officials here, except for Long Yang, there is no one else.

"Anyone?!" Long Yang tried to shout.

Is that right? Is it that I shouted wrong, when Long Yang shouted several times and no one answered, he was doubting his intelligence.

"Is there a ghost?!" After Long Yang finished shouting, he suddenly regretted a little, how could he shout like this, wasn't he recruiting ghosts!

Do you shout that there is a soul? Not right either!

Long Yang scratched his head, at a loss.

Swish!

Just when Long Yang had nothing to do, the transparent cover in front of him suddenly withdrew, and he appeared in a large hall. Long Yang looked up, and on the high platform in front of the main hall was sitting Teacher Zhou Lan.

"This is my newly acquired soul slave to serve me in the future, do you remember?" Zhou Lan's voice came from above, indifferent and majestic.

The ghosts on both sides trembled and answered in unison.

Marriage slaves? I'm your student, okay? How did you become a slave? Forget it, soul slave is soul slave, see what you can do to me! Long Yang thought to himself.

"Get on your knees!" A ghost who looked like a butler came over in front of Long Yang and scolded at Long Yang angrily.

"Get on your knees!" Before Long Yang could react, Zhou Lan on the high platform seat also shouted.

"Did you hear that?! The mage makes you kneel! After the ghost butler heard Zhou Lan's words, his voice immediately raised an octave.

"Chess slave, I'm asking you to kneel!" Zhou Lan's voice came from the high platform again, and this time her voice was full of anger and contempt.

"Me, me?" "Bang!" After the chess slave said two me, he immediately fell to his knees and made a bang.

"I have already said that he will serve me in the future, don't you understand what I mean?"

"Understand, understand." The chess slave fell down in the hall and did not dare to get up again. The chess slave is a housekeeper, and one of the four major housekeepers, Master Zhou has four major housekeepers, divided into four people: qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Stand down, I have something to say to him." Zhou Lan raised her finger and pointed at Long Yang.

Teacher Zhou Lan won't know me, right? Long Yang's newly built confidence was immediately knocked down, and he was a little unsure.

"Who are you?"

"Longyang!"

"Longyang?"

"Right?"

"Do I know you?"

"Acquaintance!"

"Familiar?"

"Very familiar!"

"Familiar?"

"Yes!"

"Familiar? Familiar? Familiar? Zhou Lan on the high platform kept repeating two words, her brows tightened, as if she was reminiscing, and as if she was searching for past memories. Zhou Lan has not changed her appearance, at least in Long Yang's memory, she has always been his most beloved teacher and the most beautiful person.

"Are you a spy sent by other ghost kings?!" Zhou Lan suddenly flew in front of Long Yang, and her outstretched palm emitted a dazzling purple light.

"The other ghost kings, are they the other three ghost kings of the southwest and north?" Long Yang replied ignorantly. It was as if he was back in class, and Zhou Lan was asking him questions that he had studied, completely ignoring Zhou Lan's purple palm.

"Now that you know the other three ghost kings, it seems that you are really a spy!"

"Teacher, do you really not remember me?" Long Yang's eyes welled up with tears, and his cheeks were full.

"Can you shed tears?!" When Zhou Lan saw Long Yang shedding tears, as if frightened, she immediately retreated. "Ghosts have no tears, you're human?"

"I'm Long Yang."

"The name is so familiar, but I can't remember it. The first time I saw you, I felt a sense of déjà vu, but I really can't remember. "Teacher, it's such a strange word, but I think I've heard it before." Zhou Lan muttered to herself, as if she was asking Long Yang, and as if she was asking herself.

"Teacher, I'm your student, my name is Long Yang!" Long Yang repeated, slowly approaching Zhou Lan.

"Teacher, student, Long Yang. Teacher, student, Long Yang. Zhou Lan was still repeating, not noticing Long Yang's approach.

The moment Long Yang's hand held Zhou Lan, Zhou Lan suddenly raised her head, looked at Long Yang, and finally remembered her previous life and recognized Long Yang.

Just as Long Yang was about to recognize each other, Zhou Lan pushed Long Yang away and scolded sharply: "Soul slave, kneel!" ”

Long Yang also smelled the smell of danger, and immediately fell to his knees: "Yes." ”

"Poof, poof" There was a strange sound of footsteps behind Long Yang, and the sound was loud.

"Why is the mage angry?" A loud sound came, shaking the space, trembling and trembling.

"I just received a soul slave and I'm training." Zhou Lan bowed slightly and replied loudly.