Zhong Kui saw that Huai'an lowered his head and was silent, knowing that he had surrendered, showing the warmth and tolerance of the winner, and smiled with relief: "You and I, regardless of age and seniority, communicate as friends on an equal footing - Huai'an, our brothers have cooperated, and they got along quite well at that time." Remember when I gave you a little gift? ”

Ghost Huai'an forced a smile: "How can I forget, the 'Mole of Time' ring created by the underworld is so precious, Lord Zhong Kui gave it to me, and the excitement at that time is still unforgettable."

"Just call me big brother, don't bring those bits and pieces." Zhong Kui swung his arm to make a virtual slashing pose.

"Big brother." Ghost Huai'an breathed affectionately, but his stomach felt convulsions like spasms, and his stomach was overturned.

Zhong Kui put his arm around Gui Huai'an's shoulder, as if he had grown up as a brother with a different surname.

The two of them don't know the so-called giggle, I'm afraid they don't know what they are saying, just like a fox spirit of thousands of years and a decades-old yellow skin recalling what touching and touching scenes of righteousness and righteousness together.

In the end, the circles under his eyes were moist and his tone was embarrassed.

"Okay, there will be an opportunity to talk in detail in the future, the two brothers will reunite, and the eldest brother can't be without expression." Zhong Kui wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

Oni Huai'an touched the jaw that was almost dislocated from opening his mouth too wide.

"What about the 'Mole of Time', I'll give you a change time pearl."

Ghost Huai'an took out the ring without hesitation and handed it to Zhong Kui.

Mole of Time.

The ring is almost transparent, and only a slight glimmer of silver can be seen on a closer look when fully backlit.

Smooth double arc shape, inlaid with a time shell bead at the top.

The design is inspired by the Forbidden City, the corona in front of Le Shou Tang in the Ningshou Palace District.

Zhong Kui took it with a smile and looked at it: "Well, I haven't used it."

Oni Huai'an smiled.

"You can only go back 3 minutes and 15 seconds ago, which really doesn't mean much." Zhong Kui pinched the ring with one hand and scratched a few times with the other.

The ring was shrouded in a circle of runes, shimmering with a dim yellow light.

The mother of time broke away from the ring, and a spark was drawn in the void, which melted away.

Zhong Kui pinched out a time fritillary more than twice the size of the time from his trouser pocket with two fingers, and gently attached it to the top of the ring, like a magnetic attraction, snapped, and closed.

"Although this is also a one-time time, it can go back to 17 minutes and 35 seconds at most, and the effect is obviously much stronger. It's a little gift from my brother. ”

"Oops, this is so precious!" Ghost Huai'an showed a flattered appearance, took it with both hands in a hurry, and thanked him repeatedly.

Ghost Huai couldn't help sneering in his peace of mind, don't talk about the calf, if you want to use the mole of time, you must have enlightened the way of time and space and be able to guide the flow of time, otherwise you will fall into a trap: the time and space cell.

Of course, it doesn't refer to a real prison cell, but to be trapped in a certain time segment and it is difficult to get out, trapped forever, out of the track of time, and there is no such concept again. It is equivalent to eternal life and eternal imprisonment.

I am only slightly enlightened, far from being able to control it, which is equivalent to receiving favors in vain, but I want to reciprocate.

Zhong Kui is old and sophisticated, how can he really let himself take advantage.

Speaking of which, the core of the mole of time: the mother of time does have an extraordinary origin.

The predecessor of the time fritillary was the fog bead.

Fog beads, as the name suggests, are misty pearls.

I don't know how many ghosts are drowned in the Lechuan River every year, and if you want to cross the bridge, you need to screen, and those who are not qualified will inexplicably fall into the blood-yellow river water, be bitten by insects and snakes, and never be able to live forever.

Over time, a new species was born at the bottom of the river: the Forgotten Clam. Half-demon and half-ghost, it produces fog beads that can cause faint turbulence in space-time.

The fog beads are condensed by countless grievances, anger, and blood. The ancients said that resentment is overwhelming, which shows that "qi" is a terrible force, and at the same time, it can also be used as a tool.

After being discovered by the underworld, it used its characteristics to process the time fritillary.

Only one out of millions of forgetful mussels can produce one formed fog bead, and the entire Lechuan River produces only a few thousand a year, and less than 20% of the fog beads can be processed into time fritillary.

And most of them can only return to time and space for less than 30 minutes. Ranging from 1 to 30 points.

This kind of seemingly unrestrained empty favor has to be thanked a thousand times.

It's hard to say that it's just a limp and Li squeezes his eyes - you fool me, I fool you.

"Good brother, our brothers have been getting along for a long time, so the cooperation is very smooth, haha." Zhong Kui put his arm around Ghost Huai'an's shoulder: "Okay, brother." Let's go to the Eight Faces City together. ”

Here, exchange empty favors for my head.

Ghost Huai'an scolded non-stop.

The eight-sided city is not a city in the ordinary sense.

Actually, it's a human head.

One head and eight sides, eight theatrical faces.

To bury the lead, you need to go to the city of eight faces.

knew that he was forcing himself to a dead end, but Ghost Huai'an did not dare to disobey.