The souls who were lining up into the iron cage, some of them were already looking blank, some were crying and begging, and some were even laughing wildly, but among these fearful or desperate or crazy souls, there was a male ghost in a black leather coat, which was particularly eye-catching.

That male ghost is not very tall, look, probably the kind of ignorant little girl's favorite type, anyway, I look a little bit of a girl, even if he is three or four ghosts away from me, I can see through his handsome skin under the skin of the pair of thin skin and tender hands, this guy is a shoulder can not carry the goods can not be carried by the hand.

And the reason why I think he is dazzling is entirely because of the male ghost in black leather coat, he reacts completely differently from other ghosts, he looks around very leisurely, looking around leisurely, looking at the roof, looking at the ground, looking at the pond water, looking at the soul next to him, and even studying the ghost corpse meat mud fished up from the iron cage with great interest.

I don't see the slightest fear or fear in him, this person is like he has come to the underworld for a day of sightseeing.

Ever since I became a ghost, I've met either ghosts who want to eat souls, or ghosts that are full of fear, or those sadistic ghosts who have a tendency to be violent at first glance, except for the mysterious girl of unknown origin, this male ghost in black leather clothes, I'm afraid I've met a second interesting guy in this ghost place.

And just as I was looking at the male ghost in black leather with curiosity, I felt a cold little hand grab my sleeve.

I came back to my senses and looked, hey, isn't the owner of this little hand tugging at my sleeve the flower-faced girl who smashed the back of my head with her high heels at the Ghost Gate not long ago?

I was just observant of my surroundings, so I didn't pay attention to my own face, and I automatically ignored the obvious fact that the little red dress in front of me looked very familiar.

At this moment, I took a closer look, the flower-faced girl with short black curly hair, who was half a head shorter than me, was staring at me with wide eyes full of fear, and looked at me pitifully: "You, will you take me out of here?" ”

"You mean me?" I looked down at the flower-faced girl's little hand holding my sleeve, and then grinned at her, "But isn't my current situation the same as yours?" ”

Although I don't know how the flower-faced girl died, judging from the black eyeshadow and heavy makeup she wore on her face, she must have cried intensely before she died.

The flower-faced girl grabbed me like a life-saving straw, and looked at me with hope: "I saw it just now, you are different, you are different from them, you will definitely be able to take me out of here, right?" ”

"What, the first time we met, I'm glad you can trust me so inexplicably, but-" I shrugged in embarrassment, "I can't just pull you away with a swagger, right?" ”

"You must have a way, you must have a way, right?!" As she spoke, the flower-faced girl lowered her head and sobbed in front of me with a crying voice: "I don't want to be like that, I don't want to be like that!" ”

"Oh, hey, don't cry yet." While calming the flower-faced girl's low and uncontrollable emotions, I turned my head to look at the whip ghost who was walking around the side, and said in a low voice, "I promise you, I will take you out of here, okay?" ”

I couldn't see a woman cry when I was alive, I didn't expect to see a female ghost cry when I died, I didn't have a woman's fate when I was alive, and I was worried about the female ghost after I died.

"Really? Are you sure? When the flower-faced girl saw that I agreed, she immediately burst into tears and laughed, and said happily: "I knew that you must have a way, I knew it!" ”

I smiled along with her, and my attention turned back to the black leather male ghost just now, as if he was traveling, but I didn't expect that this time the black leather male ghost, he actually observed me.

I guess it may be because this flower-faced girl is crying too sadly and angrily, so this black-skinned male ghost who is already very leisurely noticed us.

The black-skinned man was three or four ghosts in front of me, and when he noticed that I was looking at me, he turned his head back as if nothing had happened.

"So what do we do now?" After the flower-faced girl grabbed my life-saving straw, the black pupils of her black eyes, which were smeared with heavy makeup, seemed to be gradually coated with a layer of light.

On the one hand, I couldn't bear to snuff out the little spark that she had so hard to ignite, and on the other hand, I was really thinking about how to get out of this place where my soul was going to melt, so I had to pat her on the shoulder again to make her feel more at ease.

I was just curious about what this place was doing, but I didn't expect to be used as a life charm by a crying female ghost, and all I can do now is to queue up for the time being.

To be honest, there is no fierce girl, I am not particularly sure, I can single-handedly deal with so many whip ghosts, and just now when the ghost gate was closed, it was also because of the smoke covered, so I was able to prevail in the chaos, at this time my physical condition is not very good, both tired and hungry, not very suitable for fighting.

And I don't know anything about this dementor hall, and the flower shirt sitting in the right seat drinking tea and listening to the play doesn't know what he can do, and it is a very dangerous thing to act rashly at such a time.

Taking a step back, if only I were the only one here, it would be a bit of a hassle to have an extra oil bottle at this time.

I tried to talk to the bug that had been messing around in my head just now, but I didn't get a response for a long time, and I wonder if it was because it saw too much 'food' here, and it was too excited for a while to talk to me.

"What should we do?" Seeing that I didn't squeak, the flower-faced girl pulled my sleeve in fear.

"Don't do it, line up."

I straightened the girl's body and motioned for her to line up quietly, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the corpse meat that had been pulled up from the iron cage was fished into a large brown porcelain jar, and then the large porcelain jar was finally loaded onto a wooden cart and carried out of the house by the whip ghosts in batches.

I felt very puzzled, I couldn't understand the bad taste of the fat ghost in the flower shirt, who put his soul into the green pool to melt while listening to the song, and I didn't understand why he had to let these souls line up and put them in an iron cage like dumplings one by one.

So, I lowered my head and asked in the ear of the flower-faced girl, who still couldn't stop trembling, "Have you been here?" ”