Mu Rin asked for the hairpin back and put it in her purse. Originally, Zhongli's health was not good, and it was not a good thing for him to let him hold this yin-heavy thing again.

In the afternoon, the two went to the suburbs to climb the mountain to incense, Zhongli's physique was not yet good, and he began to wipe his sweat after half an hour, and finally climbed halfway up the mountain, and rested for nearly an hour before getting up. Finally climbed up, the two of them entered this famous temple and put incense, Zhong Lijian went to donate the sesame oil money, and came back to give Mu Rin a peace charm.

When the two of them came down from the mountain, Zhong Lijian collapsed on the bed and didn't move, Mu Rin couldn't help laughing, "Why are you like the salted fish sold in the West Market?" ”

Zhong Lijian gritted his teeth, "Go back to your room and wash up and sleep!"

Mu Rin jumped away, making a grimace before leaving, "Don't forget to take a shower and change clothes, Zhongli is covered with the smell of sweat!"

"You little girl!"

Mu Rin smiled and ran away. She went downstairs and told Xiao Er to prepare bath water for Zhongli, and then sent a pot of hot water to her room, went back to the room to wash up, and went to bed.

Zhong Lijian's footsteps sounded outside the door, he held the lamp, looked into Mu Rin's room for a while, and made sure that Rin girl slept in it before returning to the room, presumably then resting with confidence.

Mu Rin's heart was slightly warm, thinking that she was going to leave soon, and her eyes couldn't help but be a little sour.

Mu Rin's other advantages are not to mention, and his ear power is absolutely unique. Perhaps it was the torture of the Ten Thousand Years of Silent Land that raised her sensitivity to sound to the extreme. She hadn't fallen asleep in the first place, and she wasn't a mortal in the flesh, so it was easy to hear the movement outside the room.

In the dead of night, no one is disturbed.

Mu Rin lifted the thin quilt, took out the pear hairpin in her purse, and tiptoed out. She passed by Zhongli's room, and sure enough, the lights inside went out. She silently walked down the hallway and into the backyard of the inn.

Mu Rin looked at the moonlight, the time was approaching, and he was about to reach the heaviest period of the day. The white jade pear hairpin in his hand seemed to be even colder, and Mu Rin didn't need to look much to feel that the black gas attached to it was almost condensing into substance.

She pierced her finger with the tip of the hairpin, and a drop of blood slipped down the hairpin body to the tail of the hairpin, and slowly stopped on the pear blossom carved in the center, and the black qi instantly gathered towards the stamen.

The time has come, and an unbelievable scene happened in front of Mu Rin. A black figure the size of an adult woman slowly condensed and formed in the night sky, exuding a monstrous resentment around her body, half-floating above the hairpin.

After another moment, the black shadow gradually revealed its human form, which was actually a female ghost. She died about the age of flowers, with a lifeless face, her face was vaguely beautiful, the corners of her eyes were crimson, her long hair was scattered like clouds, and the corners of her dark clothes fluttered quietly.

The female ghost looked at Mu Rin's gaze in shock, but she actually restrained her body full of sorrow and resentment, and slowly bowed down and bowed three times.

"Thank you for helping me transform into a form, Ming Clan Imi is here to thank the benefactor. ”

Mu Rin was not stunned at all when she saw this strange scene, since she was the princess of the underworld, she naturally accompanied the ghosts day and night when she was in the underworld, and in fact, she had seen more ghosts than mortals.

I only heard her say in a normal tone: "Ming Yi sees, good name." It's rare for you to be sane among the ghosts, tell me your story, maybe I'll help you. ”

"Yes," Ming Yi saw that she bowed respectfully, and the ghost generally didn't want to remember the pain of the past, but she didn't shirk it for a while, and told the story of the long-sealed past.

"I was originally the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, I grew up carefree, and I wanted to break into the rivers and lakes. However, when the family changed, the family was broken and died only overnight, and I was ...... A Confucian rescued me, recuperating in his home for several months, he took good care of me, treated me considerately, I secretly agreed, and later he offered to marry me......"