In the hazy world, black shadows are erratic, chaotic nothingness that cannot distinguish directions, heaven and earth are reversed, mist is filled, and flashes of phantom shadows pass by. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The face that gradually became clear was gorgeous and cold, the long royal blue hair hung down over the ears, the cold and glamorous posture half leaning on the railing, and the cold and gloomy eyes were shining. The figure of a child stood beside the figure, his short hair flickering, his arms barely propped up on the pattern of the railing, and he was scratching at the beautifully carved reliefs.

"Eugene, you hate him?" the female undead said languidly, as if she had found something interesting worth her boring time.

"Yes, I hate him, I wish he was gone. Eugene glared viciously at the fat body in the distance, his eyes filled with angry flames.

Children are willful and can easily show their emotions, but there is a kind of imp that may be called a bad child, they will hide their thoughts and evil in the illusion of innocence, Zao Ju looked at Eugene beside her slightly, and the undead who she had never noticed simply saw through her secret.

At first, what made her pay attention was the undead from the human world next to Eugene, who is said to have signed a book of life and death. Maybe it was the person's similar and familiar soul aura that made her wary of that undead, but she didn't expect this little ghost to be more difficult to deal with.

But maybe this little imp did conspire with the undead called the marrow, and it would seem good if it was exposed! It's just that Tracy might come here in a hurry, and that's the last thing she wants to see.

"Senior Sister Zaoju, you also heard that damn fat George's words!" Eugene seemed to have some brilliant plan, and his face, which had been distorted and arrogant by anger, turned around and smiled again.

"I can give the ticket, but you have to give it to him yourself!" Zajuju straightened up and took out the silver ebony invitation card from his sleeve, but he didn't have time to engrave his name.

"This is natural, how dare I bother you, Senior Sister! That idiot must have seen through the relationship between you and me, he already knows that I got the ticket from Senior Sister, how is this good?" Eugene was slightly uneasy, but his face pretended to be excited.

Jujube looked at Eugene's face with all kinds of tricks, it must have been Eugene who deliberately revealed the source of the ticket to Fat George, and a chill shook in her consciousness, making her even more disgusted with this little ghost.

"This is a naked ticket, no signature! So good!" Eugene clapped his hands and laughed, "Giggles, I'm afraid that fat George can't even write his name smoothly, so I might as well help him!"

The soul trembled again because of Eugene's words, and Zao Ju didn't understand how there could be such a ruthless child, it was no longer the emotion that a child should have.

"What are you going to do?" Zajuju didn't know what else he could say to stop it, so he just subconsciously spoke.

"Huh, senior sister, don't pretend anymore, I will definitely do what you want, senior sister!"

Zao Ju felt that her consciousness was in a trance, this little ghost deliberately dragged her into the water and imposed her evil on others, but she was no longer clean.

"It's very simple! No wonder Senior Sister doesn't want to do it, as long as you write Fat George instead of Edward? George will be fine with it! When the time comes, he will use a fake ticket, and he will naturally clean him up, where do you need Senior Sister to do it?" Eugene smug held his cheeks and chuckled at Jujuju.

Zao Ju only felt that the Dharma Body was weak, and that was an indescribable sadness. Eugene's disgust with Edward George can be called the hatred of human beings, to the point of wanting the other party to perish, and Jujube vaguely feels that Eugene seems to be possessed by the devil.

"Why do you hate that Edward so much!" Zaoju's always majestic voice was weak and terrifying at this time.

"I hate him, but everybody hates him, he's a bad boy! a bad boy only tarnishes the reputation of the Academy of the Dead. What's more, what I hate him more than me is the yang pith and the yang pith is my friend! I'm just doing the yang pith a favor, no one will notice if he disappears, everyone will be happy!" Eugene didn't have the slightest pity or guilt, and it was natural and natural to let the other party disappear This kind of easy thing to say.

And he easily put the blame on his so-called family and his friends. He felt that the phallic marrow must also be happy, and the fat George, who was always troublesome to him, could disappear.

Eugene's face slowly pulled closer from a distance, from small to large, and the outline of his facial features appeared in his consciousness like a giant screen, and the cruelty and contempt that appeared between his eyebrows and eyes finally spread to every part of his consciousness.

The "bang" light seemed to be on, and a beam of light came through, dazzling and warm.

Slowly opening his eyes, Yang Pi was not frightened by the dark and bottomless space around him, but by his own experience. Because he was firmly tied to an iron chair, the chains of dense skeletons were like the body of a giant python binding him tightly, and he couldn't even move a finger.

His feet and thighs were bound by thorny thorn chains, and with a slight struggle, the iron thorns went straight into the Dharma Body, and even pierced his soul, and the double sting of his soul and consciousness made him more and more sober.

What kind of place is this? The screaming pain in my consciousness was not seen at all, and it was really fucking uncomfortable, like the pain of dehydration shock faintly floating in my consciousness.

Twisting his neck slightly, the biggest difference between the Dharma body and the human body is that the neck can rotate freely at 360 degrees without dead ends, and the yang marrow is of course clear, and with a 'click', the neck is directly rotated to the back, but it is still pitch black behind him, and there is no end to the bottomless abyss. There was nothing in the space except for the chair that bound him, and the light that was shining from somewhere above his head.

Loneliness and uneasiness crawled into the depths of his soul, and the feeling of no one caring about him could really drive him crazy, at least that's what Yang Ji thought at this time.

The sound of "bang" was particularly piercing in the darkness, and the yang pith quickly turned his head, looking at the projection top light that suddenly appeared not far from him, and fell straight on the so-called ground, just like the atmosphere created when the protagonist appeared on the dark stage.

The soul of the yang marrow involuntarily locked on the beam of light that fell from above, and the figure that gradually emerged in the light was familiar to the point where his slightly squinted eyes suddenly widened, and if there were tears, he would probably cry out excitedly, because that familiar face was the Faro who had not been seen for a long time.

In fact, it was only a few days of work, and Yang Ji actually felt that he and Falow seemed to have not seen each other for a few years. One of his temperaments is that he doesn't agree with Falor and doesn't speculate, and he always returns in displeasure, but Farlo, who suddenly flashed in the dark, was simply the savior, which made him feel a little moved, and then shouted excitedly, "Falo, is it really you?"

The other party looked at him calmly, without even rolling his eyes.

Just as the two of them fell into a deathly silence, suddenly the familiar ridicule broke into the consciousness of the yang marrow, "You muddy ball boy, you are still so careless, this time the trouble is really not small! I really don't know what you are thinking in your wasteful consciousness!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Male's sudden faint laughter made Fallow suddenly stop and look at Malex in surprise. The penis didn't mind Falow's scolding in the slightest, and the familiar insult made him feel a little familiar. Now that he finally had a sense of existence, the loss, the detachment, the nothingness of being caught in the whirlpool made him miserable. Fallo's sudden appearance was as timely as a relief in the snow.

Falow suddenly felt a headache and helplessness, this little bastard is not stupid! If he is really stupid, how can he return to the world?

"Falow, didn't Wright stay with you once?" asked the Male, in delight.

"Take care of yourself, fool!" Fallow was even more angry when he saw Yang Ji's incomprehensible expression, how could this bastard know the seriousness of the matter!

Yang Marrow would have been angry and fight back against the other party if he used to, but at this moment, he couldn't speak, how could Falow be here?

"What the hell is this place, Falow?" finally asked a valuable word, "Why did you suddenly appear here?"

"Visit!" Before Faro could reply, a top light was projected from top to bottom not far from Falo, and at the same time, the light in which Falo's figure appeared was extinguished.

Yang Piao's eyes widened in shock, his pupils were extremely dilated, and his mouth trembled and said, "Yue...... Yuesheng?"

That figure was indeed Yuesheng, with a cold face, dressed in a black aristocratic robe, pretending to be an old man, and looking directly at the yang with a serious face.

"So I'm in prison?" Yang Marrow was so frightened by his own words that prison was exclusive to the human world in his consciousness. There is a prison of sin, where it is not human beings but the evil desires of human beings. So what is the prison in the underworld? His state is obviously the rhythm of being imprisoned, but how to explain the scene of Jujube and Eugene that he saw in the dark? The scene is really as if he was at the scene, Eugene, it would be Eugene.

Yue Sheng saw that Yang Marrow bowed his head and was silent, obviously falling into incomprehensible thinking, he had to remind him loudly, "The jury of the Academy of the Dead is about to conduct a soul check on you, you must unconditionally open your spiritual realm!"

"What...... What does that mean?" Yang Mian suddenly raised his head and looked at Yue Sheng with an inquiring gaze, but the projection top light of Yue Sheng's position was suddenly extinguished, and then a third projection light appeared at the same time in the middle of Yue Sheng and Falo, when the long-lost breath emanated, Yang Mian's panicked soul instantly calmed down like water, and the tall figure under the top light was Wright, the kind Wright.

"Wright, Wright!" the excitement of the Yang marrow overflowed, and he saw that Wright's handsome face shone with a smile in the light, not a mocking sneer from Falow.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Wright was as gentle as ever, and his beautiful voice seemed to have a magnetic shock, which was very beautiful.

"Wright, I, I'm in trouble again!" Yang Marrow was a little embarrassed, he felt a little sad because he couldn't respond to Wright's expectations, Wright was the best to get along with and the best to talk to.

He also knew that Falow and Wright had waited too long in this dark, time-caged underworld. The soul was tormented by the decay of time, and it was not easy to reach a contract with himself, but the result was so unbearable.

Yang marrow has always been a loner in the world, he has never felt love, nor has he felt guilty, but at this moment, a trace of guilt in the depths of his soul choked in his throat, and he couldn't open his mouth.

He didn't dare to face Wright, and secretly avoided the other party's gaze. And this slightest action did not escape Wright's eyes at all, and he suddenly felt like a world away. The undead on the other side had a familiar sense of déjà vu, and he and Faro wondered if it was just a spur of the moment, or if they had been waiting for the familiar smell.

The Confused Star is obviously long gone, but deep down in their souls, they always believe that the Confused Star must still exist somewhere in the Three Realms. Obviously they are very different souls, they are obviously deceiving themselves, aren't they?

"Do you regret it?" Wright asked suddenly, and then looked at the yang marrow intently.

The phallus raised his head to meet Wright's gaze, and the other party did not feel oppressive in the slightest, but only questioned the true intentions of his soul.

"Wright, all my actions are a manifestation of my own will, so I don't regret it? ”

"Looks like you've made up your mind!" Wright chuckled, like a gentleman in the West.

"I didn't have any idea about returning to the human world before, but now I really want to return to the human world, but I don't know if there is a chance!"

"It must be possible, as long as your will and our contract are still there!" Wright said meaningfully, and at this time, the yang marrow gave him an indescribable feeling, which was described in human words as the taste of growth!