The moment Xie Qian found out about this, he immediately informed Jiang Chetong.

Hearing this, Jiang Chetong seemed to understand something, frowned and speculated: "In this way, if the entire street can be established here, it must be inseparable from the Ghost King!" ”

"Why?" Xie Qian couldn't understand.

Jiang Chetong flicked his sleeves and talked about the past of the ghost king.

It turned out that the matter of the ghost king was recorded in a folk miscellaneous book. The ghost king was originally a drama called Han Jue, because he was more charming than a woman, so he was tied to Goolan Courtyard and became the head of the "Oiran" here.

Every day he was forced to push himself onto the balcony on the second floor and sing to the street to attract more customers.

Originally, he was just selling his art and not his body, but he was taken by a prince and spent a lot of money to buy him, but the first night. This incident was a great insult to him. He is not as good as Longyang, and he is unwilling to sell himself to someone he doesn't love.

He was desperate, so he chose to stand on the second floor of Goolan Courtyard that night, a place where he used to sing every day, and after singing a song, the concubine was drunk, and jumped down from the upper floor.

The next day, he was found dead in his life.

The people of Goolan Courtyard thought he was unlucky, and threw him directly to the mass grave outside the city, allowing his bones to be eaten by wild beasts.

This caused him to have a deep resentment, and his spirit immediately became an evil spirit and roamed the streets, devouring many people from Goolan Temple. As a result, the temple was later forced to close.

The evil spirits that can't eat people begin to devour ordinary people in the streets, and their power is growing stronger day by day.

At that time, Kunyu Luo Ze was busy catching the people of the fox clan, and he was in no mood to take care of the affairs of the people in the city. Later, an inner disciple caught a fox and encountered an evil spirit on the way back and was devoured by it on the spot. At that time, the fox had also lost its life and was swallowed up by the evil spirit.

And because of this, his strength increased greatly, and he gradually became the ghost king.

After recounting this past, Jiang Chetong's face became gloomy, and he sighed: "In this way, the evil spirit of this singing opera should be the ghost king's life." ”

"Oh, the ghost king is really pitiful." Xie Qian's focus is not here at all, and he is still sighing about Han Du's life experience, "You say, if he is not favored by men, but by women, will the ending be different?" ”

“……”

Jiang Chetong was speechless for a moment, feeling that he couldn't grasp the focus on Yun Xiaoyao. He raised his head and looked at Han Jue, who was still singing, and said slowly: "Wantong, I guess that only by letting Han Jue stop jumping off the building and committing suicide can we get out of this town." ”

"Really?" Xie Qian was a little baffled.

After stretching out his hand and making a circle on the street, Jiang Chetong continued: "You take a closer look, there is only this place, but the scenery is repeated. ”

Hearing him say this, Xie Qian immediately raised his eyes. I found that all other places were evil spirits walking around, living like mortals, and only the Han of this Goolan Courtyard was acting out the drama of jumping off the building over and over again.

Xie Qian wondered even more in his heart, this experience that was deeply hated by the ghost king, performed here over and over again, didn't it make him full of sadness?

After thinking about it, she thought that Han should have masochistic tendencies.

When I looked up again, I saw Han Jue's eyes looking at the two people, as if with a trace of resentment.

Xie Qian subconsciously hid behind Jiang Chetong, standing on tiptoe to observe Han Du from his shoulder. He turned his head and began to sing again, as if he had never noticed the two men.

Fang Cai only cared about talking and didn't pay attention, but now he realized that he was crying while singing, and there was no hope in his eyes at all.

Xie Qian was inexplicably distressed, and her fingers couldn't help pinching Jiang Chetong's sleeves, almost tearing them apart.

"Let's try it." Jiang Chetong turned his head and said softly with his eyes.

Xie Qian nodded in agreement, but his feet refused to move in place. She had never had such a fear before, probably because the look in her eyes really reminded her of bad memories.

Probably seeing her resistance, Jiang Chetong reached out and patted her shoulder. It was as if it had instilled a strong mental drive and made her relax a little.

Seeing that the scene of the concubine's drunkenness had reached the final stage, Xie Qian immediately rushed over, ready to catch the falling Han Du.

She doesn't want to think about troublesome things, so solving problems is always straightforward.

Jiang Chetong couldn't say anything, so he quietly observed on the side.

When the play was finally finished, Han Jue jumped down from upstairs. Xie Qian immediately pinched the trick to summon the wind, trying to support Han Jue's body. Unexpectedly, this evil spirit had no substance, and fell directly to the ground through the wind, splashing Xie Qian's blood.

Xie Qian wiped the blood on his face, turned his head to Jiang Chetong and said with a sad face: "This method will not work. ”

"It's weird if it works." Jiang Chetong looked like he had expected it a long time ago. After all, Han Du is in the form of an evil spirit here, and it cannot be solved by simple methods.

Han Jue lay motionless on the ground, and many evil spirits surrounded him. Jiang Chetong was also in the middle of it, holding his chin and having no idea.

After a while, Han Jue returned to sing on the balcony on the second floor of Goolan Courtyard again.

In order to prevent himself from being splashed with blood again, Xie Qian deliberately stayed away from a distance. She raised her head and looked at Han Jue's babbling and singing, and suddenly thought of a way.

Some time ago, when he was recuperating from his injuries in Hanhai, Xie Qian had a plot of the actor's amnesia in the book he had read. At that time, the heroine called his name and said something very touching to bring him back to consciousness.

Xie Qian clenched his fists, immediately approached the downstairs on the second floor, raised his head and called his name loudly.

Hearing her name being called, Han Jue immediately stopped and looked at her. Xie Qian was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that he should be reliable, so he put his hands in a circle around his mouth and continued to shout: "Don't you have any happy things in your life?" ”

Han Jue looked at Xie Qian blankly, his eyes blinking and he didn't speak.

Xie Qian breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to say something more, when she heard a "poof", and Han Jue's body fell beside her, splashing her with blood.

Jiang Chetong couldn't help but cover his head and sighed helplessly.

After being stunned for a while, the corners of Xie Qian's mouth twitched. She smiled awkwardly, touched her head and turned to Jiang Chetong and said, "It seems that there is nothing happy about it." ”

"You must know that they are mortals, and their souls are confined in this small body, and there will be a lot of helplessness and unwillingness." Jiang Chetong expressed understanding.

Xie Qian shook his head in a helpless manner: "In fact, immortals also have a lot of unwillingness and helplessness, such as you and me who are trapped here." After a pause, she suddenly realized, "No wonder it is said in the book that the immortals committed a crime and went to the mortal world, it turns out that this is really a punishment." ”

The two of them were full of emotion, and they couldn't wait to find a restaurant to have a drink.

Over there, Han Jue went back upstairs again and sang that the concubine was drunk, and nothing changed.

With the sound of opera, Xie Qian had no idea at all. On the contrary, Jiang Chetong was probably inspired by the words of the restaurant, and walked downstairs with confidence, and cleared his throat to Han Jue, who was still singing: "This benevolent brother, why don't you come down and have a drink with us if you have any trouble?" ”

The voice of Han Duan's singing stopped, and he looked at Jiang Chetong suspiciously. Seeing him smile softly at himself, he didn't seem to resist so much.

He thought for a moment and walked down from the second floor. Hurriedly greeted him, hugged his fist at Jiang Chetong and bowed his head: "Dare to ask what the son is called?" ”

"In Xiajiang Chetong, there is a single name and an enemy character, how do you call it?" Jiang Chetong was calm, as if he really didn't know him.

Han Jue hesitated for a while before bowing his head and saying, "I don't have a surname, but I was given a name." ”

It's miserable!

Xie Qian felt a sigh of emotion in his heart, and walked forward to greet him.

Han Jue seemed to look down on her, and asked tentatively, "Is she going to go with her too?" ”

"This ......" Jiang Chetong glanced at Xie Qian, and found that she seemed to want to go, and said with a smile, "This is my little junior sister, I don't worry about her running away alone, is it okay to follow her and not let her talk more?" ”

He said this in a soft voice, and there was embarrassment in the tone of discussion.

Han couldn't refuse, so he could only sigh and agree, but he was specially far away. Jiang Chetong led the way towards the restaurant, while Han Jue was specially separated from Xie Qian by some distance.

Xie Qian rolled her eyes, she didn't know that she thought she had a thorn on her body!

When they entered the restaurant, the shopkeeper immediately greeted them enthusiastically and poured wine, handed over the menu and asked them what they were eating. Xie Qian looked at the evil spirits roaming around the restaurant, thinking that even if there was food, it would be rotten.

Jiang Chetong is very local customs, and after ordering a few dishes, he casually picked up a wine glass to drink. When he saw the unknown liquid in the cup, he quietly put it down and continued to smile softly.

Han Jue took several sips of the wine glass, and the despair in his eyes finally dissipated a little. He raised his head and stared at Jiang Chetong, and asked cautiously, "I see this master face, is he a foreigner?" ”

"Passing by here, I don't know why Brother Han is so sad?" Jiang Chetong drove straight into the road.

Who knew that as soon as the words fell, Han Jue wiped his tears and cried. While crying, he told the story of being bought by a man for a lot of money from beginning to end.

He wiped his tears with his sleeve and complained intermittently: "I'm a big man, how can I endure being a man's lover? Besides, I'm not a broken sleeve, it's not as good as Longyang! I can't stand this kind of insult, and I can't live anymore. ”

"Why don't you run?" Xie Qian couldn't help but interject.

Han Jue's eyes looked over, and before Xie Qian could react, he rushed out of the restaurant directly. While the two of them were still wondering, they heard a loud noise outside.

An ominous premonition arose in the hearts of the two, and they hurriedly ran out to check the situation, only to see that Han Jue had jumped off the building again!

The corners of Xie Qian's mouth twitched, and she felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

This Han is like a girl, jumping off the building without saying a word, and now the ghost king who wears a terrifying mask all day long is not a person at all!