At eleven o'clock in the night, Han Ren and Bufan were in a speeding car, anxious, the ghost door closed at twelve o'clock, and they had to rush over before that. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But they were also gambling, betting that they would be able to get through Qiu'er's soul before it was carried through that door.

Han Ren Bufan didn't say a word all the way, the two felt that they were racing against time with their lives, other than that, there was no other way, they felt that they were so small and useless, when Qiu'er's life was in danger, they couldn't notice it, they couldn't protect her, and after she died, they couldn't accurately locate Qiu'er's soul, so they could only make a stupid bet, if they lost, the price would be to lose Qiu'er forever, forever!

Han Ren didn't dare to think about the worst, they had never felt that time was so long, as if a century had passed, as if the sea had turned into mulberry fields, and they still hadn't arrived at the entrance to the hell of Fengqi Village for a long time.

The closer they got to Fengqi Village, the more ghosts there were, and all the ghosts rushed to the ghost gate, Han Ren couldn't see it, he just drove all the way, and watched their car pass through the bodies of groups of ghosts, galloping on the silent road at night, driving more and more deviantly, driving darker and darker, Fengqi Village finally arrived!

"Where's the entrance to hell?" Han Ren asked eagerly, his voice hoarse.

"I'll drive it!" There was no time to command slowly, so he simply drove it himself.

It's already eleven forty-five, and the gates of hell are still a quarter of an hour to close! He only felt that his hands were shaking more and more, and he was about to lose control of the steering wheel. Even if he didn't look at Han Ren, he knew that Han Ren must be in a hurry and about to collapse at this moment.

The road was bumpy, the car was bumpy as if it was about to fall apart, and Bufan suddenly braked and shouted, "It's Qiu'er!" I see Qiu'er! ”

Han Ren's eyes couldn't see the ghost, he heard the extraordinary words, and he couldn't help himself with excitement, "Where is it?" Where is it? He shook and shouted.

Bufan didn't answer, got out of the car and ran back, and Han Ren followed closely and got out of the car.

A female ghost with long hair mopping the floor, graceful and graceful, she has the same face as Qiu'er, but under the left eye, a small red tear mole.

"It's not Qiu'er!" Extremely disappointed, he looked at Han Ren and said, "There are still people in this world who look exactly like Qiu'er." ”

"You mean it's not Qiu'er? A female ghost who looks exactly like Qiu'er? Han Ren was dumbfounded, and he didn't believe it. He looked at Bufan, hoping that Bufan would give him an answer immediately.

Bufan lowered his head, closed his unique Danfeng eyes, and took a deep breath, "It looks exactly the same, but...... It's not Qiu'er. ”

"Let's go, there's only ten minutes left!" Han Ren pulled Bufan and left, Bufan shook his head, "It's too late!" Even if he arrived at the Ghost Gate Pass before twelve o'clock, Qiu'er might have ...... long ago" Before Bufan finished speaking, Han Ren interrupted him, "No!" No, it won't! After saying that, he lay on the body of the car in a dejected manner, in fact, he didn't think so in his heart, but ...... How could he accept the fact that he had lost Qiu'er like this?

"Childe!" The glamorous female ghost with the same face as Qiu'er looked at it for a long time, and finally spoke.

Bufan looked up at her suspiciously, and met the female ghost's affectionate eyes, staring at herself with tears in her eyes.

The bell rang at twelve o'clock at midnight in Fengqi Village. Han Ren felt that the bell was ringing on his heart, and his soul seemed to be drained away little by little, leaving only the walking dead.

Bufan saw the female ghost walking towards him step by step, "I've been looking for you for many years," she opened her lips lightly, "So you're here." ”

"Who are you?" In a trance, he felt that it was Qiu'er standing in front of him.

"I'm Feng'er, why doesn't the son recognize Feng'er?" The female ghost frowned.

"Isn't Feng'er Lin Daiyu?" Extraordinary.

"Who is Lin Daiyu?" The female ghost's face was full of vinegar.

Bufan smiled bitterly, turned around and pulled Han Ren up, "Let's go!" Qiu'er may not have gone to the underworld, and that Xiuyang wouldn't take Qiu'er to the underworld easily. ”

"Really?" Han Ren suddenly felt that he was alive again, "Then where are you going now?" ”

"me!"

The two got into the car, but Bufan saw the female ghost sitting in the back seat.

She seemed to treat me like someone else and was pestering me. Extraordinary thought helplessly.