A dream is like reincarnation, and a dream is a hundred years.

And when Fang Jinyu opened his eyes, he found that someone was talking to him.

"Brother Jin Yu, you may not believe it when you say it, I always feel ...... My lady is going to eat me."

Fang Jinyu looked up and suddenly saw a gray face, and the strange thing was that this person's eyes were square, his nose was square, and even his mouth and ears were square!

A cuboid with the same facial features.

However, except for this too peculiar facial features, the rest of this person is normal.

But Fang Jinyu also realized that he had seen the wrong person at this time, because it was not this person who spoke, but a person sitting next to him.

This person's face is gray, but his facial features are much more normal.

At this time, some related memories also appeared in Fang Jinyu's mind.

He, Fang Jinyu, a low-level Yin man in the Caoyin Capital, is the hereditary catcher of the Seven Streets of the Caoyin Capital, and has the autopsy immortal cultivation in the late stage of the Yin God.

Sitting next to him, the person who said this was named Chen Qian'an, who was also a low-level Yin person in this Grass Yin Capital, but unlike him, this was just a grass people, and his cultivation was even lower, just a corpse immortal in the middle stage of the Yin God.

This time I fell asleep differently!

Fang Jinyu suddenly realized this, and at the same time, he was ready to say what he wanted to say: "Shopkeeper Chen, I can understand that you are showing affection?"

"Forget it, forget it, this thing is so ridiculous, it should just be my delusion. Brother Jin Yu, eat vegetables, eat vegetables, this is the chef I finally invited out of Baihua Building! It cost me three Yin Spirit Beads!" Chen Qian'an waved his hand and said so.

Fang Jinyu looked at the "chef's dishes" in front of him.

A stack of yellow paper poured with wax, two skull stews, two glasses of scarlet wine, three sticks of "medium-rare" incense, and a few pickled paper boats......

Seeing this, Fang Jinyu couldn't help but fall into silence.

What the hell is this?

Although it was in a dream, did he eat it or not?

Fang Jinyu was in trouble for this.

After all, Chen Qian'an on the side was extremely enthusiastic at this time.

Fortunately, at this time, the one who broke the siege came, and it was a person from the Five Officials: "Lord Fang, it's not good, Madame is sick again!"

"Brother Jin Yu, Mrs. Sister-in-law is starting to make trouble again, please go back quickly!" Chen Qian'an's expression changed, and then he hurriedly said to Fang Jinyu.

"Good!"

Fang Jinyu just took the opportunity to get out, and then walked out with the five official righteous people.

At this time, Fang Jinyu already knew the identities of these five official people, who were all slaves in this grass and yin capital, without the slightest cultivation. And those with normal facial features are all low-level Yin people, and their cultivation is between the early stage of the Yin God and the late stage of the Yin God.

As for the Yin God, the middle-level Yin people who have stepped into the Fire Tribulation Realm will become handsome, and even their faces will become less gray, and they will no longer look coldly like gray immortals.

And the Caoyin slave who led the way in front of him was given to him by the Yamen of Caoyin with his official status.

and a woman who was with him was rewarded.

As his wife.

The yamen of this grass and yin capital is assigned to the daughter-in-law.

Fang Jinyu walked a few steps, and he felt that something was not right, so after he took a closer look, he found that he was actually hanging upside down at this time.

"Am I dreaming of being in the netherworld of the place where it is not upside down? So what is the identity of this yin man with the same name as me?"

The previous two dragon bodies had tragic endings.

Even one of the dragons became a "quasi-immortal", but it was still the end of the clan's extinction.

And at this moment, the Caoyin slave who was walking in front of him suddenly said, "Lord Fang, Madame is inside, we don't dare to go in, we can only have Master Lao."

Fang Jinyu couldn't help but look forward, only to find that this was a place that was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

The surrounding environment is gloomy

Scenario.

Whether it is the street, the house, or the low-level yin and slaves walking on the street, it is a tonal painting style.

However, at this time, the place in front of him is shining brightly.

After a few more glances, Fang Jinyu also knew what kind of place this was, because the low-level Yin people around him were whispering.

"Did anyone run in again?"

"What ran away, it was sick, thinking I was still alive."

"Then if you enter this place where the corpses have fallen, can you still come out?"

"Yes, when they find their former body, they can come out."

Hearing this, Fang Jinyu said to the Caoyin slave, "I don't dare to go in, just wait here!"

When the words fell, the slave of the five official grass-yin capital suddenly looked like his eyes widened.

It seems unbelievable.

Then, the Grass Yin slave suddenly looked like he wanted to rush in, but in the end, the Grass Yin slave gave up, so he said, "Then I'll wait here for Madame."

Fang Jinyu felt that this picture was inexplicably a little strange, and just when he was thinking so, he found that a middle-level Yin Man Imperial Weapon had come.

It was the corpse dissecting immortal of the Fire Tribulation Realm, corresponding to the Foundation Building Realm.

This middle-level yin man flew all the way, and then took out something like a wall calendar, only to see a tick drawn on a place above that thing, and suddenly the world was bright and dark.

"It's good to have another day!" This is a corpse immortal in the late stage of the Yin God sighing.

"Not really!"

The corpse immortal of the Yin God Realm followed and said, looking very agreeable.

Is this a day in the past?

Fang Jinyu was stunned, it was the first time he had seen such a refreshing method of day and night, and this night had inevitably passed too quickly?

I don't even have time to open and close my eyes!

Fang Jinyu was silent for a while.

And at this time, another slave of the Fifth Orthodox Grass Yin came running: "Lord Fang, it's not good, your friend is dead!"

"Chen Qian'an?"

Fang Jinyu was stunned for a moment, because he remembered this as the one he remembered.

"It's the shopkeeper of Chen." The five official grass yin slaves said.

Fang Jinyu: "......"

So, he thought about it and decided to check it out.

Not long after, he came to Chen Qian'an's home, which was a big mansion with a dark painting style, with deep walls, and when he walked in, it was obviously a "big daylight" here, but the inner environment was extremely dark.

It can't be said that you can't see your fingers, but it's definitely three meters away, and there is no distinction between people and ghosts.

At this moment, a voice came, "Are you here?"

Fang Jinyu followed the sound and looked over, and immediately saw that at the door of a dim room, there was a figure with a wonderful posture standing behind him, and under the little light, a fair and delicate face and vermilion lips could be vaguely seen, but in this dim environment, it was extremely bright.

This scene made Fang Jinyu directly stunned.