As a ghost, I don't need to sleep, I don't need to excrete, I don't need to take a bath, and I don't think much about other female ghosts in my extreme exhaustion and hunger.

The food in the mouth of the insect actually refers to other souls, and the meaning of the insect is very clear, devouring other souls can not only eliminate hunger and exhaustion, but most importantly, eating other ghosts can obtain a kind of energy, so as to make one's soul more powerful.

Originally, such a thing as devouring souls was forbidden here, and the souls could only grit their teeth and cross the Huangquan Road with hunger and fatigue, and step into the capital city, until they arrived at the Offering Pavilion and got their own money, so that they could buy food and daily necessities in the Bay of the Dead.

However, since the disorder of the ghost world, all the previous rules and confinements have been overthrown, and the evil spirits have crawled out of hell again, and the ordinary food in the ghost world cannot dissolve their long-standing resentment and hunger, so in the disorder and riot, the weak souls have become the food in the mouths of those powerful souls.

The insect has been locked in a small black room specially used to store monsters, so it is not clear why the ghost world has become what it is now, it only knows that one of these evil ghosts is more powerful than other evil ghosts, so let's call him the evil ghost king first.

To put it simply, the Evil Ghost King controlled the evil ghost forces, summoned the hundred ghosts to obey him, occupied the Hades Palace, seized the power of life and death in the ghost world, and reformulated and manipulated all the rules and order of this underworld.

The demons no longer devour each other, but follow the orders and arrangements of the demon king, and eat selectively.

Although on the surface, it seems that there is a lot of peace and quiet, but to put it bluntly, it is actually just the difference between ordering takeout and going to the cafeteria.

The Evil Ghost King doesn't care how many souls are missing from this underworld, which ones are eaten and which ones are used, it just needs the obedience of a hundred ghosts, and in order to get these ghosts who follow him to be able to die on the ground, the Evil Ghost King naturally has to ensure their existence and sufficient food supply.

I don't know if the souls who lined up in a long line to be caught in the ghost gate ended up being food for the other evil ghosts who followed the evil ghost king, and this is not very much known to the insects who were taken out of the small black house by the ponytail ghost not long after the disorder of the underworld.

Even though hunger made me uncomfortable, I was still reluctant to eat other souls, but the bug apparently didn't think so, and it was in my head, over and over again, tirelessly telling me about the benefits of eating other souls.

I felt irritated, and in order to silence the bug, I had to agree to listen to the sound of the so-called food in the bug's mouth.

So, in the silence of this emptiness, I heard the singing of a woman, or rather, the singing of a female ghost.

I don't know how the bugs managed to make me hear the ghost's voice, and I don't know much what the ghost is singing.

I just walked in the direction where the song came, and I didn't go far before I saw a vague, old-looking building in the vast ghost grass wasteland.

On the building, which looked like an ancient yamen, the gold paint on the top was written in three big words: 'Dementor Palace'.

There were no guards outside the Dementor Temple, I didn't see any whip ghosts in old military uniforms, or black cloak ghosts, I was already curious about this place, and I had nowhere to go because of the desolation around it, so I simply walked into the Dementor Temple.

There are strange-looking stone statues everywhere in the hall of the dementor, some are split in two from head to toe, there are images that have been gouged out and their ears have been cut off, there are statues that have been put into a copper pot to boil, and there are statues that have been pierced with thorns all over their bodies, and the statues that have been pierced with holes all over their bodies are actually laughing with their mouths cracked.

I don't quite understand, how the hell is this all pierced into a sieve, and how the hell is the smile so flaring?

I was confused by the laughter of this stone statue, but judging from these strange and tragic stone statues, I felt that this so-called 'Dementor Temple' should be a place similar to a human execution ground.

And as I walked deeper and deeper, the song of the female ghost became closer and closer to me.

"Slave like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace~~ It's like Chang'e under the nine~~ Qingqing falls in the Guanghan Palace~~ The jade bridge reclines and leans on the railing~~~"

The female ghost's voice is very soft and weak, with a strong classical charm, I listened to it for a long time, and I still don't know what she is singing.

And just when I was wondering who was so interested in singing in such a place, what caught my eyes was such a strange picture.

The spirits who had been tortured by the whip ghost and brought here all lined up in an orderly manner until they reached the corner outside the door, not knowing what they were waiting up for.

And in the large room facing my sight, there was a boxy stage, on which stood a long-haired girl in a white dress with a graceful figure, and the song that had brought me here was sung by the girl in the white dress.

The girl in the white dress was put on the stage to sing, dozens of whip ghosts stood aside, and on the right seat under the stage, there was a middle-aged fat male ghost with a stubble on his face, the middle-aged fat male ghost was wearing a plaid shirt, crossed Erlang's legs, holding a bowl of tea in his hand, and was immersed in the singing of the girl in the white dress with his eyes closed.

I was stunned, and I thought about it for a long time, it turned out that those souls who were taken to the dementor hall from the ghost gate pass were all handcuffed and chained here, waiting to sing on stage?

I'm wondering, maybe I'm thinking too hard, but I've been spotted by a whip ghost patrolling the corridor.

The whip ghost who found me came towards me with his whip in his hand, and as he went, he shouted viciously and crudely: "Alas! The one dangling in the back - yes, that is, you, get in line! ”

After following the soul team into the spacious room, I realized that the girl in the white dress who sang Huangmei Opera in a soft voice was actually singing fear and despair under her euphemistic and beautiful voice.

And on her crisp white dress, there was a green liquid dripping from her long wet black hair.

Next to the stage where the girl in the white dress stood, there was a huge circular pool like a swimming pool, and the pool was full of the same green pool water as the girl in the white dress, and the edge of the green pool was full of iron cages, each of which contained a trembling soul with a face as white as paper.

In the melodious but fearful and desperate song of the girl in the white dress, the iron cages all slowly descended, and finally sank completely into the green pool.

And it didn't take long for the iron cages to be pulled up from under the green pool again, and the souls in the iron cages, without exception, were all left with a pile of slimy green juice of meat.