Yeyou looked at Bai Wuchang's expression and couldn't help but wonder, "What, what other doubts do you have?" After getting the Tiger Wings, there is only the last one of the three evil knives left to find, once the three evil knives come to us, hum, overcoming the ghost city of Xudu is just around the corner! ”

"Don't you think it's too smooth?" Bai Wuchang muttered: "After the self-proclaimed ghost list recognized the master, although Zhao Huanshu has suffered for a few years, in general, we are winning so far." ”

"This ......" Hearing Bai Wuchang say this, Yeyou was silent, and his thick thick eyebrows gradually wrinkled: "That's right, not to mention those little ghosts that were collected, just the two powerful ghosts of Infant Emperor and Zhu Yunwen have helped a lot in the last few battles." ”

"yes...... We have too few ghost-level ghosts here, there are not many such things in history, and almost all of the ghosts in the underworld have been reincarnated after being tortured, and after this incident, most of the remaining ghosts are on the enemy's side......"

Bai Wuchang's expression became more and more melancholy, and he muttered: "If it weren't for the ghost list to find the ghosts on our own, we would still be shrinking behind the Nai He Bridge; However, although the other side is bent on occupying us, why not interfere with the task of sealing the ghost list......"

"Hmm...... I think so too, but didn't Judge Lu, who is the Chacha Division, say that there is no problem? And in the matter of the book of life and death, he quickly found out that he had sent you over to help, with Lu Ju here, and the movements of the yang world were under his control; Let's do our own thing, take a look at Zhao Huanshu in the ghost story, and notify the four judges immediately if there is any situation. ”

Bai Wuchang nodded, thought of one more thing, and said to Ye You: "In other words, a few days ago, Lu Juan drew Zhao Huanshu's courage again. ”

"I mean, no wonder he's so timid in ghost stories." Ye You sighed twice: "But his things are also used on himself in the end, but the time has not yet come." ”

"Having said that, I'm wondering what kind of height this Zhao Huanshu can reach in the future...... Or, when he is 'qualified' one day, will his ghost power surpass that of the judge? Bai Wuchang groaned for a while.

"It's hard for me to see, but well, I heard a little bit of the wind, saying that it was Lu Ju ......" Ye You's voice suddenly disappeared when he said this, but his mouth was moving, and it seemed that he used a certain method to only let Bai Wuchang hear his voice.

Xie Bi'an's white eyebrows moved after listening to Yeyou's words, and said with a smile: "Ho Ho Ho, this is interesting, if it is really as you said, this Zhao Huanshu is too worth looking forward to...... But the premise is that he can successfully find those things that belong to him in the yang world. ”

"Haha, I hope so, it's still up to him now, and I sincerely hope that he won't die in the mission before 'that day' comes......" Yeyou shrugged.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, do you remember that ghost story?" Bai Wuchang changed the topic and said to Ye You: "I remember that you also read the story there, how do you feel?" Do you think these two will go well in the next world? ”

Yeyou immediately shook his head: "It's hard for me to judge, because after they entered the ghost story, the rules of our world no longer work for them, and many things in the stories in the book are different from our real world." ”

Bai Wuchang nodded: "That's right, take the yin ghosts in that book, there is no clear classification of the ghosts in many stories, and the worldview, time, and even era of each story are different, now for the two of them, anything can happen, what we have disappeared here, what we haven't seen, they will all encounter." ”

"You mean ......"

"Wait, you see, their next story begins! I remember that this story was ......" Bai Wuchang interrupted the night tour, and the two Yin handsomes looked at the bronze mirror in Bai Wuchang's hand at the same time.

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Ghost Story No. 2

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Date: Antiquity, Time: Unknown.

Whoa!! Bang!

The gray and yellow sky rained like a waterfall, the cyan lightning flashed through the sky like a tree branch, the thunder reverberated in the vast mountains, the muddy mountain roads were gray, and the original mountains were now only vague outlines.

A naked (harmonious) scholar walked on the muddy mountain road with difficulty holding a bamboo cage full of books wrapped in his patched and linen clothes, and carrying an oil-paper umbrella with several holes in one hand.

The umbrella was partially turned in front of the scholar to prevent the books from being soaked in the rainstorm, and the scholar himself was already soaked......

Although the cage was protected with an umbrella and clothes, the books inside were still a lot wet, but the act of "sacrificing oneself to save the book" made the scholar feel extremely comforted in his heart, and he was already doing his best to protect the books of these sages.

The mud of the mountain road was washed by the rain and was very soft, and the scholar did not reach his ankle as soon as he stepped into the yellow mud, Rao was so, he was still marching with difficulty: the day of going to Beijing to catch the exam could not be delayed, he had been walking for more than two months, but at this speed, it was difficult to enter Beijing at the specified time.

If you want to blame the remoteness of the scholar's hometown, you have to climb several steep peaks in the capital, unlike those candidates who are close to Beijing and have a smooth river, which can be reached in a few days by boat.

"Looking at the heavens, listening to the heavens, reading that I have worked so hard, let me go to high school once, and I will glorify my ancestors and govern the country and the world......" The scholar looked at the sky and prayed, while tilting his head and rubbing the rain on his face with his shoulder.

Just as the scholar continued to walk forward, there was a faint sound of singing in a bold tone on the mountain road in the torrential rain ahead.

It is difficult to hear the sound of such a heavy rain, but although the song is ethereal, it seems to be able to penetrate the torrential rain, and every word clearly enters the scholar's ears.

"Watching chess is rotten, logging Ding Ding, and Xu Xing in the valley of the clouds...... There is no honor or disgrace, and tranquility prolongs life. Everywhere they meet, they are not immortals, they are Taoists, and they sit quietly and talk about "Yellow Court". ”

After listening to this song, the scholar laughed a little in his heart: The eldest husband is seeking fame for merit, but this person sings praises for cutting wood and wood, forgetting honor and disgrace, and what kind of immortal cultivation asks, such ethereal things are only used by people with no ambitions to comfort themselves.

Not long after, the scholar was in the rain and vaguely saw a person walking in front of him.

In the rainstorm, I saw that the man was wearing a hat on his head, because it should be made of new bamboo shoots, wearing a gray-yellow cloth coat, a bunch of rings tied around his waist, and a pair of grass shoes; Holding a steel axe and carrying a large bundle of wooden branches and firewood, it was clearly a difficult road to walk, but he walked like a fly.

The moment the scholar saw the woodcutter clearly, his eyes widened suddenly: although this person was walking in the torrential rain, there was not even a drop of rain on his body!