Time is a line, a line that can be divided into an infinite number of branches.

Memory is also a line, but this line does not have so many branches compared to time.

Memory is something that keeps track of time.

Past, present, future.

When you recall the past, it is tantamount to having a dream, a dream called memory, but the biggest difference from a dream is that you can interrupt the memory at any time, but you can't dream.

After killing the woman for the third time, the surrounding environment changes rapidly.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness in the blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye, something new appeared.

It's like a game that changes scenes.

This time, the memories are not in the middle of a small town, but by a small river.

He saw the woman again, the one sitting by the river and brushing her hair.

There was also a young man next to him whose face he couldn't see clearly.

They were talking about something, but Yu Zhile couldn't hear it clearly.

The woman spoke softly at first, with a calm, even sweet, but gradually she became angry, then stood up violently and roared, followed by crying and shouting.

The young man didn't speak, just looked at the woman who was crying and waving her fist at him.

After beating for a long time, the woman suddenly buried her wet head in the young man's chest and cried loudly.

Yu Zhile stood not far away, like a spectator, and neither of them noticed him.

The scene is very weird, combined with the previous memories, there is still no fame.

But it was the young man, who always gave him a sense of familiarity, and after watching for a long time, he always wanted to rush over and beat him.

This kind of emotion, Yu Zhile felt that he could not have it, probably because he was deeply involved in the woman's memories, and his emotions were uncontrollably mobilized.

I don't know how long it was, the young man sighed, didn't know what to say, and turned away.

Only a woman crying alone was left.

Yu Zhile looked at the young man who left, and gradually, the young man disappeared, and disappeared out of thin air.

It seems to be a posture that is gone forever.

Today's sun was shining, Yu Zhile walked to the woman's side and looked down at the woman who was bowing.

"Who is he?"

The momentum of the woman's crying suddenly stagnated, and then she looked up at Yu Zhile blankly, with some surprise in her eyes.

But then, as if she had thought of something, the look in her eyes disappeared.

The air around them became gloomy and cold.

The flowing stream was still for a moment.

A middle-aged man with a long sword walked towards him as he walked on the water with a blank face.

Yu Zhile's eyes flickered slightly, and behind him, a middle-aged man who was also carrying a long sword appeared and walked towards the water.

The two ghosts raised their rusty swords at the same time and slashed at each other.

Yu Zhile tilted his head slightly, and his scarlet ghost eyes flipped out.

A terrifying supernatural appeared, and the body of the middle-aged man who raised the long sword on the water stiffened, and the next moment, the middle-aged man was split in half.

As the middle-aged man was split in half, Yu Zhile clearly felt that the sword ghost in his memory was clearer and more terrifying.

The woman looked at Yu Zhile coldly, her eyes full of resentment and resentment.

Yu Zhile was very surprised, why did the woman who remembered this time hate him so much?

He couldn't figure it out, just as he couldn't understand why he was chosen by his grandfather to be the savior.

He raised his knife and cut off the woman's head.

The head rolled to the ground like a leather ball, but even so, the resentment in the woman's eyes did not disappear.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhile was a little surprised, and couldn't help but think in his heart, "What did I do?" How can this woman hate me so much? ”

Recalling that familiar young man, Yu Zhile felt that if he knew the identity of that person, he might be able to know the truth.

With the woman's death, the world seems to stand still.

This memory is gone, and the source is dead, and the memory should also die.

So, the next memory appeared.

"Sugar gourd, hawthorn sugar gourd!"

"Baked cakes, hot baked cakes!"

……

The people are loud, noisy, and busy.

It's a street, an extremely retro street.

"Let's let let!"

There was a driver pulling a rickshaw, running briskly in this direction.

He subconsciously got out of the way and looked at the rickshaw pulling the cart.

"Republic of China?"

The people in a hurry on the streets were dressed in long shirts and horse coats.

None of them are the clothes worn by modern people.

The old man wore a tunic of the same style as Zhang Dong, and the young man wore the same style as the teacher during the Republic of China.

A breath called history comes to the face.

The driver pulling the rickshaw stopped, "Sir, it's here." ”

A young man with a difficult face got out of the rickshaw, looked around, took out a silver dollar and handed it to the driver.

"It's this man again."

This person seems to be especially important in a woman's memory.

The young man tightened his clothes and looked up at the restaurant in front of him.

It's a small restaurant and there aren't many people in it.

The shopkeeper was a man in his thirties, who looked sick and occasionally coughed a word or two.

"East Prima."

This is the name of the restaurant, the young man walked in, and then said something to the shopkeeper, who casually pointed upstairs, and then put his hand in his sleeve.

Yu Zhile still couldn't hear the young man's words clearly, and he didn't even understand what the shopkeeper said.

It was the woman's memories that limited him.

But if you really want to kill him, shouldn't you not limit him?

Yu Zhile still didn't figure it out, hesitated for a while, and followed the young man upstairs.

The young man seemed to be in a hurry, he walked quickly, went upstairs in a few steps, and found a guest room.

At first, I was anxious, but when I got to the guest room, I hesitated.

He wanted to knock on the door, but the raised hand never knocked down, looking extremely entangled.

Yu Zhile leaned against the wall, watching this scene, frowning, what is the situation with this memory?

How do you feel a little affectionate?

The bloody love story of the older generation?

The young man finally made up his mind and knocked on the door of the room.

Knock knock~!

There was a knock on the room door.

The moment there was a knock on the door, it opened.

A woman opened the door with hope in her eyes, and the moment she saw the young man, this hope turned into a surprise.

The two looked at each other at the door for a moment before entering the room.

Yu Zhile looked at the closed room door, opened it with a blank face, and walked in.

"Love, love, why can't you let go?"

As soon as he entered, Yu Zhile heard a slightly familiar voice.

Although it was the first time he had heard the young man speak, it was familiar to him.

"Yes...... But I just like it. The woman looked at the young man aggrievedly.

"We don't have a future, we can't be human." The young man said helplessly.

"Why is there no future, you are carrying a curse, and the dreams and memory types of ghosts I control will not affect your emotions and body." The woman asked, puzzled.

"You still think too simply, the family and country are in front of you, how can I be infatuated with the love of my children?"

"It's not that you don't know the current situation, war is not only in ordinary people, but also in ghosts."

"There are frequent ghosts at home, and foreign countries are eyeing and peeking at our land."

"The war between ordinary people and ordinary people is peaceful, but what about the war between ghosts and ghosts?"

"We have to hold on, we have to stop it, so that there will be no demons on the battlefield."

What the young man said was very righteous and awe-inspiring......

What is it, Yu Zhile doesn't know how to describe it, anyway, it's just worrying about the country and the people.

The woman listened very seriously, but the grievances could not be hidden.

"I ...... Can't I be with you? ”

"You know, I'm not going to die, as long as they don't invade that village, I won't die, and I don't have to worry about recovery, with me, you can win."

The youth was silent.

"There is a contingency for everything."

……

Yu Zhile sat at the table and looked at the woman and the youth.

The young man's face was still invisible.

"Well, can I ask, what's going on now?"

Yu Zhile's hearing was very vague, and he only understood some.

The woman stared at Yu Zhile fiercely, but there was no resentment in her eyes, only sadness and grievance.

The young man sat like this, motionless.

The room darkened in the blink of an eye.

Yu Zhile sighed, "I'm really curious about the affairs of the Republic of China. ”

The ghost's eyes flipped over, suppressed the fierce ghost that appeared, and then lifted the sword ghost to cut off the ghost's head.

Yu Zhile picked up the knife and cut off the woman's head.

"Ask you, you definitely won't say it, I'll see it myself."

The woman died again, and the sword ghost in Yu Zhile's memory was much clearer and more terrifying.

"Strange memories."

Maybe when he finishes reading all the memories of the woman, he will know the identity of the young man, and he will also know the secrets of the affairs of the Republic of China.

The scene begins to change again.

Yu Zhile looked around, his pupils shrunk slightly.

This is not at home, but overseas.

On a spooky ship.

There were not many people on the boat, just a dozen people.

But only five of the dozen or so people he didn't know.

These five people are basically foreigners.

He knew the rest, knew it well.

Three women, six middle-aged people.

He knew all three women, one was the owner of this memory, and the other two, although he had not seen them when they were young, he just knew them.

Of the six middle-aged people, one of them couldn't see his face clearly, and he had seen three of the other five, and the rest had not, but he could guess from the characteristics.

Zhang Dong, Luo Qian, Luo Wensong, Li Qingzhi, Zhang Bohua, Meng Xiaodong, Zhang Youhong, the seven elders of the Republic of China, all here.

Yu Zhile looked at the two sides of the confrontation and only felt extremely surprised.

Who are the five people opposite?

It takes such a big battle.

The ship?

Yu Zhile looked at the ship, no matter how it looked, it looked like a ghost ship.

Captain on the other side?

No, the captain doesn't seem to be a figure from the Republic of China.

"During the Republic of China, did they match up with people from abroad?"

"What happened during that period?"

Yu Zhile looked at the two parties in a stalemate, and then looked at the boat, where countless coffins rose and fell in a sea area.

The coffin was open, and there were things standing inside.

He wanted to see more clearly, but he couldn't.

Seeing this, he simply did not look at it, but focused his main attention on this impending confrontation.

The battle of the seven elders of the Republic of China when he was young, he may be able to learn a lot.

That's what he thought, but a little bit less like he wanted.

Suddenly there was darkness all around.

Everything is gone, the ship, the sea, the stalemate on both sides.

A woman stood in the dark, looking at him with a blank face.

"Can't you show me?"

Yu Zhile asked.

The woman didn't answer the question, but hesitated for a moment and said, "I think it's a wrong choice for you to see my memories." ”

"Why, let me see again, I might be able to guess who you are."

"You think it's a calculation?" The woman asked suddenly.

"Isn't it?" Yu Zhile's eyes were cold.

"Of course not, I didn't mean to calculate you, it was just you who sent it yourself."

"I've been trapped in my dreams for a long time."

What the woman said was confusing, but Yu Zhile could still understand the meaning.

The old blind man wanted this ghost, but he couldn't do it.

This ghost is very scary and weird, and for the old blind man, it is no less than the bride's face on him.

A ghost that can kill people in memories and dreams is the best ghost for an old blind man.

"What's your name?" When the woman saw Yu Zhile, who was silent, her eyes suddenly softened.

"Wang Xiaoming." Yu Zhile said without hesitation.

“……”

The woman's eyes turned cold, "Who taught you to lie like this?" ”

When the words fell, Yu Zhile's face changed, and he looked around fiercely.

I saw that he knelt down at some point, and his head was placed on a torture table, on which a rusty gate knife was ready to fall at any moment.

"This ......"

Yu Zhile tried to mobilize the supernatural, but he couldn't perceive the ghosts in his body.

The woman appeared beside Yu Zhile, she looked down at Yu Zhile, there was some anger in her eyes, "I'll ask you again, what is your name." ”

"My name is Yu Zhile."

His heart sank, and he didn't dare to give a false name again this time.

The woman in front of her can be sure to be an old antique, and it is also an old antique whose memories are trapped in a dream after death.

"Yu Zhile......" The anger in the woman's eyes gradually disappeared a little, and she muttered the name to herself.

Then he suddenly asked, "What's your father's name?" ”

"Yu Nianwei." Yu Zhile hurriedly replied.

Now women are terrifying, he admits it.

"Aftermath ......"

The woman fell silent, sighed suddenly, and waved her hand.

The scene changed, and the heading table was gone.

Yu Zhile looked at the surroundings that were still dark, and subconsciously looked up.

The woman was still there, but her expression was much gentler.

Yu Zhile was silent, he was silent for a long time and asked, "When will I not face the old people of the Republic of China?" ”

"You don't want to face it?" The woman asked, a little surprised.

"I don't want to, it's too scary, it's too strong, it's too hard."

"My strength is already the strongest among the younger generation, but I have been calculated and beaten all the time."

"Basically, there is no one I can beat."

"I thought I was strong, but everyone I met was stronger than me."

"Like you, I used to kill and thought it would be easy, but now I realize that I am just a child, even with a knife."

Hearing this, the woman nodded, "What is your goal?" People always have a purpose in life. ”

She looked at Yu Zhile with some expectation in her eyes, and a little distressed.

"Survive, and then fulfill grandpa's last wish, even if I can't do it, fortunately, I have tried."

"Last wish? What last wish? The distress in the woman's eyes became more obvious.

Yu Zhile was silent for a while, he looked at the woman and saw the emotion in the woman's eyes.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed, "What else can I wish to end the revival of the supernatural, leave a way out for the living in the world, gather all the evil ghosts around me, and let me guard them until I die." ”

"It's going to be tiring." The woman said suddenly.

"Yes, but I can't help it, I seem to exist for this."

"What will happen to you next?"

"I can see that you are anxious and desperate." The woman asked gently, as if the elders of the family were asking if their children had eaten it.

"Can you speak?" Yu Zhile asked.

"Of course, here, no one will know what you said today except you and me." The woman nodded slightly.

Yu Zhile let out a breath, and his eyes gradually became cold.

"After going out, I entered the ghost painting, lay down in the coffin that didn't exist in the painting, and then took the initiative to revive the ghost, and finally the fisherman became an outlier."

"Of course, during this period, I will let people from abroad, and people at home, all those who come for me, fight in the ghost painting."

"The kings of foreign countries, the old blind man of Huai Village, Zhao Kaiming of Dachang City, the son of Zhang Dong."

"If my plan succeeds and everything goes according to my expectations, four kings of foreign countries will die, clowns will die, killers will die, painters will die, pianists will die, and if the missionaries dare to come in, he will die."

"The ghost bride will be fully recovered, I will hide from Zhang Xianguang to bring the bride's wedding dress into the ghost painting, the ghost lake will directly have the ability of the ghost to starve to death, the ghost bride, I will attack and kill the ghost lake in my memory, the result will definitely be that I win, of course, the premise is that the ghost next to you has to be controlled by me."

"I can't control much of the ghost lake, but I can forcibly snatch fifty or even sixty percent of the ghost lake's supernatural powers."

"As long as I succeed, the remaining supernatural spirits in the ghost lake will be harnessed sooner or later, and the source of the ghost lake will even become a ghost outside my body, similar to Wang Chaling's."

"Of course, even if I lose, it's okay, I won't die, my consciousness is in that coffin, I definitely can't get out, the ghost cabinet Wujun wishes that all the ghosts are pressed on the coffin, I can't get out if I want to."

"Old blind man, if he is interested, he can leave some of the supernatural and get out of the way."

"Do you know, as long as I succeed, I am the strongest of the younger generation, even Ye Zhen, who is a substitute for death, will not dare to fight to the death with me, he will be afraid, afraid that I will copy his substitute death."

"When I become the strongest, I will start to act according to my own ideas, I will rebuild the underworld, and find ghosts and supernatural places that fit the underworld."

"With a ghost lake, a ghost bride, and a ghost painting, I don't need to worry about the revival of ghosts, nor do I need to worry about being calculated, because even if I am calculated, I can run."

"I'm fed up with being a puppet, taking one step at a time and being counted one step at a time, the old antiques are watching me, restarting me, I'm annoyed with this."

"So, when I was in Dachang City, I directly decided to make a dead end for myself, and I wanted to let all the ghosts and people who coveted my body end."

"If you want to kill me, if you want my body, you can, then come and grab it, whoever grabs it is whoever it is, it's either life or death, that's all."

The woman looked at Yu Zhile, who was almost crazy, and the distress in her eyes was even worse, she raised her hand and wanted to reach out to touch Yu Zhile, but in the end she still didn't lift it.

"Are you planning to focus on ghost lakes?" The woman asked, suppressing her emotions.

"Yes, the old antiques think that the ghost bride is extremely scary, but they forget that the ghost lake is a ghost with no upper limit."

"Any ghost and ghost rider who enters the ghost lake will be learned to be supernatural, and the more ghosts in the ghost lake, the more terrifying the ghost lake will be."

"This kind of ghost is terrifying, if you put it on the sea, then the whole ocean will be a ghost lake."

"It's the foundation I used to rebuild the underworld."

When the ghost lake has the spirit of starving ghosts, ghost messengers, and ghost brides, then the ghost lake will not be imprisoned, as long as he can succeed, he will not die.

The ghost is painted on the ghost bride, and the ghost bride is next to his coffin, and his coffin is in the innermost part of the ghost lake.

There were also three terrifying ghosts on the coffin.

It was done, he didn't die, he lost, he was trapped in a coffin for the rest of his life.

"Listen to what you mean, after you become a person, you will no longer care about reality, but concentrate on finding ghosts and supernatural places to rebuild the underworld?"

Hearing the woman's words, Yu Zhile knew what she meant.

"The reality is not only me, there is another person, he is not dead, at least he will not die when he does not become a god."

"He'll buy me sixty years, and sixty years is enough."

"I don't trust his choice, it's up to one person...... No, a ghost can't end the supernatural resurgence. ”

"Ghosts will not die, but they will be silent, the law of killing will also be changed, and ghosts will have wisdom."

"His choice is no different from Zhang Dong's choice, and the final result is the same."

The result of becoming a god is the same, maybe it won't get out of control, but he can't completely end the supernatural resurgence by himself.

Ghosts will also be silenced.

In the original book, Yang Jian relied on feeding himself to the little starving ghost as a helpless choice.

The real starving ghost did not appear, but he was sure that the little starving ghost did not dare to eat the hungry ghost, and Yang Jian did not dare to go, because as soon as he ate, the killing law of the little starving ghost could be changed.

The Hungry is one of the sources of the little Hungry.

The woman listened to Yu Zhile's words, her pupils trembled slightly, "Do you see any future?" ”

Yu Zhile didn't answer the question, "I just don't believe it." ”

Seeing that Yu Zhile didn't want to say, the woman sighed and the darkness receded, and a big sun appeared, and the golden sunlight fell on the earth.

They were on top of a hill at the moment, and below the hill was a village.

The woman was standing beside him.

"I'm sorry, I died too early, I've been stuck here and can't leave, I don't know the choice your grandfather made." The woman said a little lonely.

"How can you take on this kind of thing alone?"

"How can it? You're just a kid......"

The woman muttered to herself, full of sadness.

"What if you die? If you die, the Yu family will be doomed......"

Yu Zhile was silent, just looking at the village below the mountain.

The village is very large and beautiful, and the villagers inside are also very simple.

"It's not a good thing to grow too tall, and you need to touch your head." The woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, padded her feet and touched Yu Zhile's head.

Yu Zhile did not refuse, but he did not bend down to cooperate.

"If you don't want to meet old antiques, it's actually very simple, don't use your eyes to find ghosts, and don't put the ghost bride's puzzle in that face, so that you won't encounter old antiques later."

"You're unlucky right now, it's because of that cheek."

"Your ghost eyes will help you find the ghosts and things you want, but they're all antique."

"Don't doubt it, what Ghost Eye can help you find must be antique things."

"That's what this ghost eye is, everything you look for comes with the greatest danger."

"If something meets your requirements and is dangerous, it will help you find out."

"Actually, many times, the things you want don't need to be so dangerous, for example, this time you appear here, that ghost is terrifying is in line with your requirements, but as far as I know, there are several ghosts of this type, and there are two or three that don't need you to take risks, these ghosts are all split out of the ghost here by me, the danger is not high, but it has almost the same killing rules, but it is not as comprehensive as this ghost here."

"But, you just came here to find this source ghost."

"You rely on this ghost to find things, it is destined to be dangerous, and the benefits will sometimes be disproportionate."

When Yu Zhile heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, and he remembered the first time he relied on this ghost to find the puzzle pieces.

It is a ghost silk thread, and it is in Okawa City.

What is the danger in Okawa City?

It is Li Leping, the ghost rider in the two clubs.

At that time, if he hadn't known that the presidents of both clubs wanted to join the headquarters and also wanted to deal with the resurgence of the ghosts in his body, he might have died there.

The trip to Okawa City seemed easy, but Yu Zhile knew that if he didn't control the second ghost in front of the eyes of the three of them, then he would definitely die.

Li Leping will kill him, and the presidents of the two clubs will also kill him.

When he left, Li Leping wanted to kill him, for a very simple reason, he wanted to know the secret on his body.

He was very lucky, after throwing out the S-class supernatural event ghost painting, Li Leping didn't dare to do it.

At that time, he was gambling, betting that Li Leping would not dare to really ignore an S-class supernatural incident.

At that time, he was right, because Li Leping was not sure if he could cause an S-class supernatural event.

The second time, it was Dayu City, he crashed into it directly and got the embroidered shoes and face paint, but the trouble that followed also appeared.

Dreams, dreaming, the peep of the old blind man.

This extended the Dachang City high-speed rail incident, which was restarted more than once, and he only knew about it when he restarted it later.

This is also the reason why he recovers so quickly, and there are so many ghosts that Wu Jun trades once.

Because before the restart, he had already made a deal with Wu Jun, but because of the restart, the deal was not reached, but the price was inherited.

At that time, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't notice it, and on the high-speed train, he had a feeling of déjà vu several times.

The third time, it's now.

He crashed headfirst into this dream memory, and then met the woman.

As long as he is not surnamed Yu, he will not be able to do without this memory for the rest of his life.

The village at the beginning was just a memory, just a memory made him unable to use the supernatural, the situation at that time, this woman only had to think that when he died for the first time, he was really dead, and he would never be resurrected again.

"I can't help you with anything, I can only let you take this ghost away, but you have to be prepared to be targeted by that dog thing in Huai Village."

"When you leave here with this ghost, he will try his best to kill you, because this ghost is the key to getting rid of the ghost slave, without this ghost, he will still be his own ghost slave."

"I took this ghost, what will happen to you?" Yu Zhile rarely cared about the consequences.

"It's nothing, the memories are gone, and I don't exist."

"Luckily, I'm pretty good compared to someone who is trapped in the memories of a ghost." The woman said with a smile.

Yu Zhile was silent, "There is no other way?" ”

"Oh? Are you going to take me out and help you fight? The woman said as if she had seen through Yu Zhile's thoughts.

"I have the intention, but I may not be able to do it."

"Of course I can't do it, I'm already dead, and the person who can pull people out of memory and achieve resurrection is also dead, and the ghosts on his body have also been taken away by people abroad."

"And he can't pull me out."

"Lower, I didn't even have a chance to touch you when you were a child, now let me touch it well."

Yu Zhile bent down obediently, and the woman kindly touched Yu Zhile's head.

"It's really like, it's like your grandfather when he was young, and it's worthy of being my eldest grandson."

"After you go out, find a way to stay behind, you can't listen to your grandfather, and the Yu family can't be broken." The woman patted Yu Zhile's head.

Yu Zhile silently lowered his head, "Well, I know grandma." ”

"Hehe, it's better to be the eldest grandson, Yu Qianliu, that dead ghost, after so many years, he didn't come to see me, alas, ......"

The woman shook her head, "Do you know what grandma's name is?" ”

Yu Zhile looked at this woman who was as big as himself, but was his grandmother, and nodded, "Li Zhiwei, grandpa said that my father and I take one word and add it up to Zhiwei." ”

"Well, it's good to remember, it's good to remember, okay, grandma joked with you before, don't take it to heart, I have a different personality in every memory."

"Okay, let's go out, you're okay, that ghost will be controlled by you, I helped you arrange your memories, it's similar here, a school, as long as the ghost can't kill the people in the school, it won't come to you along the memories."

"Hmm." Yu Zhile nodded.

"Zhile is a person with big ambitions, if you feel tired, forget it, it's okay, your grandfather won't blame you."

"Hmm." Yu Zhile is just um.

The woman smiled and patted Yu Zhile's head without saying anything more.

"I'm glad to see you."

"Our family's little Zhile has grown up, and he is a real ghost for three generations."

After speaking, the world stood still, and Yu Zhile raised his head violently, looking at the woman in front of him who slowly disappeared, his lips trembling slightly.

But in the end, not a word was spoken.

Even if he lost most of his emotions, he still felt sad at the moment.

The ghost in my memory became clearer and clearer, and finally it was completely clear.

The horror level of the ghost has also skyrocketed to an extremely terrifying level.

The long knife he had been holding in his hand slowly turned into a slender rusty sword.

"Okay, grandma is optimistic about you."

The last words were not goodbyes, but encouragement.

The world shattered, the memories all vanished, and she vanished.

In the real old grave, the ghosts who were originally extremely irritable and walking back and forth near the grave suddenly stopped.

The small mound of small graves parted strangely, and a pitch-black coffin appeared in the moonlight.

The moonlight imprints on the coffin.

Click~!

Cracks began to appear on the coffin, and the cracks grew larger and wider, spreading towards the entire coffin.

In the end, the coffin was directly shattered.

A young man sat in a broken coffin, his eyes dead silent.

At the moment when the youth appeared, the whole world seemed to turn.

The old man, who had already returned to Dajing City, sighed, and then fell silent.

There is an old mansion in the supernatural land, and there is a superb old man, standing at the door of the old mansion, looking at the dead and silent distance, and sighing the same.

"I see."

He Yin'er seemed to feel something, picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number.

Yang Jian of Dachang City paused slightly as he raised his gun, and he had a feeling in his heart that something was about to happen.

In Dahai City, Ye Zhen, who was cultivating in the Taoist temple, suddenly opened his eyes, hesitated for a while, walked out of the Taoist temple, and returned to the supernatural forum.

Inside the ghost post office, a path appears.

A young man with a rusty sword stepped into the ghost post office.

(End of chapter)