The ghost palace is certainly not in hell.

In fact, Lan Xin hadn't been there for a long time, so long that she almost forgot that this place existed.

For many years, the word "hell" was a thorn in Lan Xin's heart, making her subconsciously seal it in the long river of her memory, not to think about it, not to touch it, so as not to feel anxious in her heart and difficult to control herself.

Because hell can't go into.

Lan Xin is from there, and her identity is also very special, this feeling of having a home and not being able to return to her heart makes her feel crazy.

I didn't understand before, why did her family let her stay in the yang world?

Now that I think about it, things were foreshadowed, and the funny thing is that I have been kept in the dark.

There are still many people like her in the yang world, and the only task she received at the beginning was to prevent special souls from staying in the world and disturbing yin and yang.

I didn't expect this walk to be a farewell.

Yan Jun's words today made her a little worried, what will happen to the underworld?

Few people know that in fact, hell is only a part of the underworld, if something happens again, Lan Xin will really have no roots, a rootless and homeless person, and can survive?

The ghost palace in front of him is built to imitate part of the functions of hell, and the ghosts that are caught will be detained here.

And the thin horse's unintentional words deeply evoked the scars hidden in Lan Xin's heart.

It's no wonder that the face can be good-looking!

The two people in the car, because of Lan Xin's changes, the atmosphere was a little dull.

Thin Ma didn't understand that such an embarrassing situation would occur in a good conversation.

What does it matter to me if the ghost palace is in hell or not, I only ask this question because I am curious.

It really doesn't mean anything else.

Since you don't say it, you just don't ask.

You can use it to stretch your face, who will you show it?

A woman's mind really doesn't understand.

The depressed thin horse had no choice but to turn his head to look out of the car.

The doubts in my heart are getting stronger and stronger, it stands to reason that I am in a ghost palace, and there should not be such a scene: everything outside the window is not as eerie and terrifying as I imagined, the sight is excellent, and I have not seen a so-called ghost wandering outside.

What comes into view is a small modern town, with the only difference being that there are few people on the streets, and it seems empty and silent.

Where is this? Is it really underground?

Turning his head to look at Lan Xin, he stopped talking.

This kind of touching the head of the head, the thin horse really doesn't dare.

Fortunately, not long after the car drove out, it stopped.

"Get off, it's here." Lan Xin's tone was cold.

"Okay, Sister Xin." The skinny horse replied very obediently.

"Do I look older than you?"

"No...... No, Sister Xin is beautiful and delicate, as delicate as a flower, how can it! ”

"And you're still called? Hypocrisy! ”

The skinny horse was dumbfounded.

How can I be hypocritical? Isn't that what everyone has always called? I haven't seen you say it, why is it wrong to come to me, and it's unreasonable!

Targeting me everywhere, is it interesting?

"And what shall I call you?"

"Forget it, let's call it sister!"

“……”

"What are you looking at me for? Get out. ”

The skinny horse quickly unbuckled his seat belt and quickly followed......

When she came to Lan Xin's side, she was bowing her head and whispering to a man in black in a combat uniform, and the two of them also looked back at the thin horse from time to time, obviously their conversation must be related to herself.

"yes, got it." The man in black was very respectful, and after speaking, he said politely to the thin horse: "Hello! I'm Zhan Lei, the leader of the special service team, and I've already told me about your situation, but for the sake of safety, I'm going to verify your identity again, so please reach over. ”

Come to this again, are you annoying?

There are quite a lot of rules here, can you be so cautious with an ordinary person?

This is already the third time.

But after thinking about it, he still pressed his hand on the computer screen handed over by Zhan Lei very cooperatively, with the experience of the last time, the thin horse was much calmer this time.

As expected, the verification passed quickly, and under the leadership of Zhan Lei, the three of them smoothly walked into the white edifice in front of them.

The building that looks very ordinary on the outside, but inside it is heavily guarded, full of special combat soldiers with loaded guns, thin horses can't understand it, aren't they all ghosts? How can it be the same as fighting, is it now that all ghosts are caught with guns?

After going through the electronic doors, the group finally came to a room that looked like a command center, which was full of busy people, a large electronic screen hanging in the center of the wall, and bunches of colorful lines were constantly rolling on the screen.

"This is a ghost tracker, a powerful ghost within a certain range, as long as there is yin qi, we can track it." Lan Xin walked up to the thin horse and took the initiative to introduce him.

"So advanced? Didn't you often see it on TV before, using peach wood swords, copper coins, ink fountain wires, agarwood, charms, and so on to catch ghosts? Now it's all high-tech, is it useful? "The thin horse is a little strange, could it be that those are all false, these are the authentic Xuanmen.

"Of course it's useful, but now it's all improved, just like the weapons you just saw on their bodies, they don't actually hurt people, the bullets in them have been modified, and it's much more convenient to use than before, but it only works on ordinary ghosts." Lan Xin replied patiently.

What's going on?

Lan Xin has questions and answers to herself, which makes Thin Ma feel very uncomfortable, this is not like her style at all, is it possible to change sex, can't you?

"For some special ghosts, they already have their own ghosts, and these instruments are difficult to find, so people like us need to identify and catch them."

Is there a difference between a ghost and a ghost?

As if knowing what the thin horse was thinking, Lan Xin continued to explain: "After a person dies, he becomes a ghost, has no thoughts, and will only act according to his instincts before death, and he will stay in the world for 7749 days at most, and if he does not go to hell, he will automatically disappear, and a ghost with a soul is already similar to a human being, and can live in the yang world, just like me, it is difficult to be discovered by ordinary people." ”

Is there such a statement?

The skinny horse is really eye-opening and insightful.

Unexpectedly, the ghost palace and his party gained so much that they completely subverted their views on ghosts, and it turned out that ghost hunting also had to keep pace with the times.

Who said that the underworld should be secluded by daylight, with gloomy winds and ghosts, a gloomy and terrifying scene.

What is the difference between this place and the earthly world, except for the emptiness and loneliness and the lack of vitality?

It's just that what makes Skinny Ma puzzling is that since this place is so advanced and there are so many people, Lan Xin called herself, what do you want to do for her?

And what can I do for her? Is there still a need to learn the "Ghost Strategy" input into the brain? Directly pick up the gun and sweep it, how happy and hateful, it is enough to laugh at the ghost forest.