The lanterns in the ghost market dimmed as soon as the sun rose.

He Yin'er looked at Ye Zhen, who bowed his head and was silent.

"It's been three days, and he hasn't come back yet, and he told me that he was going to talk to someone about things and slap the table."

"But what needs to be talked about for three days?"

Ye Zhen raised his head slightly with an innocent expression, "How do I know?" ”

"You know for sure, because you've had the idea of leaving Ghost City since yesterday." He Yin'er looked at Ye Zhen firmly.

"Is there one?" Ye Zhen touched his head and looked at He Yin'er suspiciously.

The corners of He Yin'er's mouth twitched, is this guy very confident in his own acting skills?

"Ye Zhen, I'm begging you, tell me where he is and what he's doing."

"I'm not going to hold back, I'm going to be very fast, extremely fast!"

He Yin'er was very serious, and Ye Zhen also knew that this girl was very serious.

But she didn't know what Yu Zhile was doing this time.

If she knew, she might not dare to say that she wouldn't be holding back.

Even he didn't dare to be careless.

Being hit by that ship is no joke.

Seeing that Ye Zhen didn't speak, He Yin'er begged, "I just want to pick him up, I should have a home!" ”

Ye Zhen turned his head to look at He Yin'er, the girl in front of him was begging him, her eyes were full of expectation.

Ye Zhen was silent for a while, then stood up suddenly, "The calculation time should be about the same, we may be able to see the end when we go." ”

Without waiting for He Yin'er to speak, Ye Zhen directly opened the ghost snake and left the ghost market with He Yin'er.

……

"Yu Zhile, I owe you!"

The ghost snake drawn by the ghost was forcibly torn apart, and a huge black figure threw out a person whose whole body was cracked.

The torn crack vanished in the blink of an eye, and the huge black figure looked at the young man through the crack that was about to heal.

The young man's appearance is not good, the skin of his whole body is cracked, and the wounds on his body are large and small that cannot be healed.

The young man's hand clutched a rusty coffin nail, and through the coffin nail was a man, a man with a disheveled hair and nothing to wear.

"Sorry......"

The fallen young man fell on the sea, looking at the vanishing crack, and there was apology in his gray eyes.

As the crack disappeared, several corpses strangely appeared from the sky and fell to the sea.

Those were the corpses of kings.

The captain lost, and he didn't lose, and both sides were just defeated.

The captain took away the three kings of the manor, the projectionist, and the pianist.

The rest of the kings were all dead.

Including the soothsayer.

The dreamer is also dead, and the huge figure just now is the dreamer.

She is actually Yu Zhile, but Yu Zhile who occupies the old blind man.

There are not many corpses on the surface of the sea, just a few.

Fortune teller, Fang Shiming, missionary, cowboy Simon, gravedigger, old woman......

They were all dead, and the ghosts on their bodies fell silent.

At this moment, their corpses were floating in the sea, and their gray eyes were no different from his.

Compared to them, he seems to be even worse.

Wounds on his body, large and small, covered his entire body.

There is a conspicuous and hideous knife on the neck, just like the corpses that were beheaded and sewn together in ancient times.

One of his eyes was extremely gray, and it took a long time to recover due to the erosion of the ghost eye.

There was a cut in his face that reached his chin, a scar left on his face by the captain with the help of the ghost scissors.

His waist was still bare bones, which were left by the evil ghosts of the manor owner.

There were many injuries on his body, some were attacked by the king, some were attacked by supernatural objects, some were hit by the ghost ship, and some were scarred by the attack of the intact ghost.

Even most of them are the work of that ghost.

"It's really miserable...... Yu Zhile muttered, and the hand holding the coffin nail slowly let go.

The coffin nail did not sink to the bottom of the sea, because the ghost above did not sink to the bottom of the sea.

This ghost is the whole ghost.

In two minutes, he could only imprison this ghost and not kill the captain.

"I really seem to be a ...... of waste"

"With a ghost bride who completes most of the supernatural and a ghost lake that copies the king's supernatural spirit, I can't kill them all."

"And let two pieces die."

He smiled self-deprecatingly, the smile on his face far-fetched.

Thundered~!

Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and after a while, a light rain began to fall in the sky, and then the rain became heavier and heavier.

The rain splashed on the surface of the water, splashing at the same time, and also on his body.

"Is it raining......"

Yu Zhile struggled to open his eyes that were about to close, looking at the rain pouring from the sky.

The scene seems a bit oppressive, as he floats on the surface of the sea, surrounded by the rain hitting the sea.

The sky was dark, and the sound of rain was pouring in my ears.

He couldn't see the rain coming in a bit.

His vision was almost all blurry.

His eyes were cloudy like that of an old man on the verge of death.

The flickering candlelight was gone.

The two candles burning in front of the ghost mirror finally burned out.

As the candlelight disappeared at this moment, a hideous crack suddenly appeared on the ghost mirror.

A fair, bloodless hand peeked out strangely from the crack.

A young man slowly stepped out of the mirror.

As the young man walked out, the mirror, which had sealed countless ghosts, seemed to have completed its mission, and began to fall towards the darkest and deepest bottomless lake.

Instead of looking in the mirror, the youth looked around and quickly locked on to his goal.

It was a coffin, a blood-red coffin.

The young man appeared on the coffin, and his unshoed feet stepped on top of the coffin.

"If we don't let him bear the attack of these two ghosts at that time, the captain can be killed, and the ghost ship will become our item."

The young man sat on the coffin and looked up.

"There aren't so many ifs." The coffin shook slightly, followed by a voice without the slightest emotion.

"You have extracted all the ghosts in the ghost mirror?" Voices inside the coffin again.

"Well, those ghosts only have the law of killing left, even if they run out, they can only become puzzle pieces, their own supernatural is gone, and even ordinary people can kill these ghosts."

Powerful ghosts rely on supernatural beings to kill people, and without supernatural spirits, even if someone triggers the law of killing, it can't kill people.

Because they have no power.

"When the starving ghosts and ghosts are recovered, we can start preparing for the next plan." The person inside the coffin was silent for a while.

The plan was doable, and it was known from the moment the young man stepped out of that mirror.

The young man did not speak, and the clothes on his back were suddenly torn open by a white hand.

A bride slowly lifts her hijab.

A beautiful face appeared in this strange lake, and it looked so disobedient.

As the bride appeared, she lifted her hijab, and a terrifying spirit suddenly appeared.

It was at this time that two things appeared on the coffin.

It's two ghosts, Wujun and the wishing ghost.

The bodies of the two ghosts are illusory, but the two ghosts that are so illusory are touched by two threads, one black and one red, stretched out of the bride's face.

When the two threads touched the bodies of the two ghosts, they instantly invaded each other's bodies.

Suddenly, a terrifying scene appeared, and the blink of an eye on the bodies of the two ghosts was filled with red and black lines.

The black and red lines wriggled in the bodies of the two ghosts, extracting everything from each other.

The young man was calm the whole time, he just quietly looked up at the guy lying on the water.

"If we still lose, then I will regret it." The young man said suddenly.

"We're not going to lose." The coffin shook slightly, and an extremely firm voice sounded.

The young man stopped talking, his dead eyes rolling slightly.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sea surface is not too turbulent, quietly bearing the gift from heaven.

Yu Zhile's eyes became heavier and heavier, and the heavy rain was washing over his body.

He could feel his body healing, and the supernatural confrontation had come to an end.

The ghost bride and the ghost lake, as well as the two ghosts that came in halfway, their spirits are slowly falling silent.

This silence is permanent, and they are heading in the direction of death.

This also means that when the supernatural is completely calmed down, his body will be completely a ghost, an extremely terrifying ghost.

and have a reboot.

At that time, he will really enter the echelon of old antiques in the Republic of China, and he will not have to worry about the revival of ghosts.

Only then was he considered a real ghost.

But these are not the things he thinks about at the moment, he is very tired now, he just wants to sleep, sleep until he is old.

Bear all the negative emotions, bear all the pain, the pain of the revival of the ghosts, the pain of the four ghosts fighting in the body......

It really tiring him.

He couldn't help but miss that bowl of egg fried rice.

"Uncle, I want to eat...... Egg fried rice......" Yu Zhile muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he wanted to cry, he didn't understand why he was so tired, obviously he was not a person from this world, not the redeemer of this world.

Obviously, he can live well, live happily every day, and it is better to have a little money, if not, he will go home and farm.

He can raise a cow, and he must raise it from a young age, otherwise he will not be allowed to ride it when he grows up.

He likes to herd cows, and the cows eat grass, and he sleeps next to them, and if he is afraid that he will not find the cow when he wakes up, he sleeps on the cow's back.

Wherever the ox goes, he goes.

The cow has to be a big buffalo, because the big buffalo is really cool.

Thinking about it, a conversation suddenly appeared in his head.

He couldn't remember exactly what it was now, but he only remembered one sentence.

I'm going to go to the dock and get some fries on the hour......

This seems good.

Thinking about it, Yu Zhile was going to close his eyes, he should have to sleep.

His mission has been accomplished.

"Yu Zhile! You lied to me! ”

A crying voice suddenly appeared.

Immediately after, Yu Zhile felt that the rain that had hit him disappeared.

He was a little confused, and his tired eyelids struggled to lift.

There was a vague person in the blurred world, a woman, who looked familiar, but he still recognized the other at a glance.

That white rose is beautiful.

"You...... Here it ......."

Yu Zhile smiled forcefully.

"Sorry...... Not next time......"

He Yin'er's eyes were full of mist, and looking at this miserable guy at the moment, her body trembled a little.

"You're not going to die, are you?" He Yin'er squatted down, her voice trembled, she gently stroked Yu Zhile's face, her movements were very light, as if she was afraid of hurting him again.

"No, it's just ...... It's a little tough. ”

Yu Zhile tried to make himself less tired, "Look, what your man did, except for the captain, the manor owner and the projectionist, I killed them all, it's amazing......"

"It's just that I'm a little sleepy right now and want to ...... Sleep ......"

The spirit that the man in front of him had tried so hard to lift quickly fell into decay.

His eyelids were fighting, but he still wouldn't close them.

He Yin'er's lips trembled, and he didn't know how long it had been, He Yin'er reached out and carried Yu Zhile on his back.

"I'll take you home!"

The words were very firm, which made Yu Zhile think of his grandfather suddenly.

When he left the house, the two pots of orchids were growing very well.

It seemed to be his home as well, but after his grandfather died, he had no home.

It seems that I had a family in my previous life, and the orphanage should be a home.

Although there are more brothers and sisters, of course, there are more brothers and sisters, and there will be much less love.

This should be considered a home, right......

"Don't sleep, we'll be home soon, I have a ghost now, I'm going to be in a hurry."

He Yin'er's voice sobbed, but she still tried to keep her voice as gentle as possible.

Yu Zhile didn't speak, he was just immersed in his own memories, those grotesque, weird, and cold memories.

I don't know how long it has been, but an anxious cry sounded in his ears, and the voice was familiar, as if he was in Huai Village.

The voice pulled it back to reality, and he listened to it this time.

"It's okay, it's just too sleepy, just slept for a while." Yu Zhile comforted the girl who was hurrying softly.

He Yin'er breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, "Don't sleep, promise me not to sleep." ”

He Yin'er almost begged Yu Zhile not to fall asleep.

"I'm afraid...... It can't be done. ”

"It's okay, I'll wake up soon, trust me." Yu Zhile comforted, although his weak voice had no comforting effect.

"No, you can't be like this, are you still you when you wake up!" He Yin'er suddenly became excited, and her body couldn't stop trembling.

Without waiting for Yu Zhile to answer, He Yin'er shouted in a bit of a collapse, "No, that's not you, absolutely not!" ”

Yu Zhile was silent, he wanted to say something, but found that he no longer had the strength.

At the bottom of the lake, the young man sitting in the coffin sighed, "In essence, they are all one person, there is no difference, the difference is only that one has emotions and the other does not." ”

He Yin'er walked on the sea, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on her face, she suddenly felt a little dazed, why did this happen?

"There will be no difference, the essence is all me, even if the essence is excluded, it is all my ......"

Yu Zhile forcibly lifted some strength, and reached out with difficulty to wipe the tears and rain on He Yin'er's cheeks.

"The supernatural thing itself is unclear, if it is more serious, the real me has already died, died in the ghost painting."

"Now I am just Yu Zhile who has the memory of Yu Zhile."

"But don't you think it's me?"

"It's me, it's me from beginning to end, I've always been Yu Zhile......"

He Yin'er's lips trembled, unable to speak.

"It's okay, I'll be fine......"

Yu Zhile's voice gradually weakened, and his hand gradually drooped.

The world was quiet at this moment.

It was as if he had fallen from the sky to the bottom of the water.

He was falling, and he could see the two men on the water drifting away.

He also saw the young man sitting in the coffin.

It's himself, it's his Yu Zhile.

"She's fine." Yu Zhile said softly.

The young man in the coffin nodded, "I know. ”

"That'...... It's just ......."

He closed his eyes and let himself fall to the bottom of the lake where countless ghosts were buried.

He's going to take all the damage underground, and he doesn't care, because that's how he calculates.

From the deepest part of the lake, countless pairs of miserable white ghost hands stretched out from the bottom of the lake, grabbed the falling young man, and dragged him into the boundless darkness.

He disappeared, and the young man in the coffin just watched the scene quietly.

"All of me are one......" the young man muttered softly.

Then he closed his eyes.

(End of chapter)