MTL - Ostentatious Zhao Yao-Chapter 54

I was chained and locked into the ghostly dungeon dungeon in the ghost city.

The prison is empty, after all... everyone is doing a ghost, and there is nothing to think about making trouble to get caught.

I was locked in the three nearby cells with Zhou’s mother and son. They were opposite me, with big eyes and narrow eyes staring at me, and I was staring at them, not because I had any opinions about them, but because of me. There are too many things in my mind, and I have no time to control my eyes.

I am very familiar with this time in the third day of October.

The reason why I say "familiar" rather than "remember" is because in my long memory, what I remember is a time that is not far from it. Ten days in advance, the ugly year is September, and that is me. The first time "killed" the days of Luo Mingxuan.

I thought about it that year, and as I was not long ago, I played with Luo Mingxuan, but at that time there was no ink for me. Luo Mingxuan did not have time to make a call to summon Shenfeng.

After almost a battle with him, I sealed him, and then fell into a coma, and was defended by the dark Luo.

After I took Gu Shuguang, Gu Shuguang used it for a while. He gave me seven days of injury, seven days, the first three days I was vomiting blood, spit to the fourth day, no blood. I can vomit, so I fell into a coma, shaking hands with the king several times. Finally, on the seventh day, after Gu Shuguang tried to rescue, I finally woke up and passed the king.

And after I woke up, my body's pain could not hold the ecstasy that sprang out in every blood vessel.

When the great hatred is reported, how proud life is!

I disregarded Sima Rong's dissuasion, no matter how Gu Shuguang pointed at me, I wrapped my bandages, banqueted at Wanhaomen, and feasted for three days and three nights. I was happy to send invitations to the people of the Ten Wonders. .

Although they did not appreciate it, the people in the Magic Road basically arrived, and it was the biggest feast since the death of the Old Devil.

I drank a thousand wines, drunk for three days and three nights, and my body and consciousness were in a paralyzed state. Until now, I don't know what I did in those three days.

I only remember the joy of a strong, as happy as turning the sky, and after three days of drunk, I fell asleep for almost half a month.

When I woke up, I saw that there was no evil temple in the roof of the house. The roof was probably drunk by me half a month ago.

In Sima Rong’s mouth, my three days became a personal horror, and I did a lot of incredible things. Because of the ridiculousness of those things, I was extremely ruined, and I was deleted. The record about the banquet was not to be seen.

However, I don't know that in the three days when I was doing ridiculous things, there was actually a ridiculous thing... did it?

Nothing has been mentioned to me at all!

Is Sima Rong playing a cover for Mo Qing? Still no one knows?

I pondered and thought that this possibility was great.

At that time, under the foot of the mountain gate in front of the Wanxuanmen, there was a killing of my previous paintings, ice and snow, lava and fire, and Knifeshan Jianlin took turns, and the environment was unimaginable. At that time, there was still a tall hanging column. With a thick whip corpse, no one wants to run that place.

Even if it is a banquet, after the guests come, they will gather together and there is no evil hall. What is the front of the mountain gate? The formation is as usual. The bonfire on the top of the mountain has nothing to do with the foot of the mountain. Moreover, perhaps because of the banquet, everyone wants it. How to play, no one will go to the foot of the mountain.

In addition to ... accused the janitor of the blue.

He is there alone, there will be no other people, even if I go, I should not follow people around because...

I want to be strong! Not killing! How to do things without taking off your clothes?

If you want to take off your clothes, you must spend time, and you have to work hard. If you follow someone, you have to press me.

No one stopped, and then there was no wind leaking. It must have been that he looked at the door alone and looked at it, and it was attacked by my thief.

"Oh..." I sighed involuntarily, and hugged my head.

then……

What kind of scene would it be? In the dark night, with the murderousness of the front of the mountain gate, on the stage...the ladder, pushed people to it?

I frown and try to think back. It’s a bit of a picture.

At that time, he was still full of green marks, and he covered himself in a black robe all day, not letting people see his face.

I opened him so much, did he have to cry out? Still wrong? Have I kissed his lips? Is there a way to touch his chest? What expression will he be? shy? Sad? Want to refuse to welcome? Still struggling to survive...

Ah... I really want to see the dark blue at that time.

I grabbed my head and was so angry! How can I forget that he is in my body?

I sighed again, and then suddenly there was a terrible conjecture in my head - did I remember this thing? Or, after I was a ghost, my memory has begun to decline, so I forgot about this thing?

This thought together, the heart can not stop the cold.

I started to lick my fingers and counted what happened after that time, but the more I count, the more I couldn’t hold my inner fear.

I know that even living people, memories of the past are gradually disappearing with the passage of time, but I don’t know what they forgot when I was alive, those that I forgot after I died. of.

The more I think about it, the more confused I am, the more I frown.

"Tricks... Swinging..." The opposite student shouted my name. "You... don't be afraid. Now it's dawning outside, and the servants are also resting. When it's dark, someone asks, we don't have What do you do, they won’t be embarrassed by us. You... I will help you with your money.”

In the prison next to him, Zhou was furious and said: "My child! She lied to you to deceive you, you let her be locked up here! Also help her make up the money! She owes us, she has to let her Still back! The two money that is still Yang Dan, let her make up!"

Well, I am killing a Luo Mingxuan and returning to the land to owe a debt.

"Mother..." The scholar was hanging over his head, and he was very shy and said to his mother, "Well... good is also a fate."

"You are fascinated by her savvy look!"

I think his mother said it right, and hugged his hand and said to him: "You can help me make up the money now. Go back and go out and write the green. You will burn people to your money. You don't have to worry. I don’t like others to owe me, I don’t like to owe others.”

After listening to the scholars, it seems to be very wronged, but it is usually used to the shackles. At this time, I only have to respond to the screaming voice: "Oh."

That week, Zhou did not agree: "Go out? How do I know where you are going?"

I squinted at her and said, "How are you waiting?"

Zhou’s eyeball turned: “The green book is not urgent to write, you fill it up and write again, there is a red book, I can find you.”

Also, anyway, it is not anxious for a while, she has a guarantee, but also saves noisy.

After negotiating with Zhou, I will meditate in prison, calm down and adjust my mentality. The more I adjust, the more I will look like a clown.

What is he doing now? Going back to the mountains? Looking for me? I just disappeared in front of him like that, would he think that it was my soul, and I never saw it again...

If he thinks like this, how sad it is.

When I was late at night, I waited for the people who came to interrogate, but I didn't wait for them, but I waited for the children to swim.

He rushed to me in front of me, standing against the iron prison, and some worried: "I only heard that you were detained into the dungeon, how can I get the mirror of the money shop of Da Yindi! You still Ok?"

"Nothing serious." I asked him, "Do you know how long I have to go out?"

The child swam outside and looked at it: "I have inquired about it. The shopkeeper of the money shop is a bit angry. I have to shut you down for three days."

Three days?

This can't be done. I have no news for three days. Don't say that the clowns are blameless, and you should be anxious.

I condensed and said: "Give him some money to let me go out early, can I do it?"

"I can try it, but...A sister, do you have that much money?"

I was silent, then I looked at the child and smiled slightly: "Good brother, my sister was busy doing big things a few days ago, so I want you to buy it for me, and I am anxious. Don't blame me."

The child swims back and retreats: "A sister... you have something to say."

"You go to buy a dream dream, swallow it, help me to dream of a piano, let her burn paper for me... No, you directly dream to the one called Lichen, say... Hey..." If I let the ink youth know that I was caught by the ghosts, I seem to have lost some face, so I sneaked around. "You told him that the road was swaying on the marriage bond, and you have to take the money, otherwise you will return. Don't see him, let him burn more for me. Can you do this?"

"Tomordan can, then I will do it, and I will send you a letter tomorrow." He seems to have helped him because of the last time, and he did not help, so like my heart is like me, I listened to my trust. Immediately, I drifted out for a while, but I thought of something and paused, and floated back.

"A sister, in fact, I have long wanted to talk to you, but I have been uncertain before, but now I am looking at your lock, I am probably a bit certain."

I looked at the chain in my hand strangely: "What?"

"I think... you may still be a soul."

I glanced at: "Soul?"

The mother and son heard the words, but also very shocked: "How can the soul see us?"

"I can see, can not necessarily touch it, isn't it?" Ziyou said, "I haven't touched you before, and you will not be able to touch you until you are locked."

In fact, I found out about this incident. People in the ghost market can't touch me, but I can, but I am definitely a soul, but she can touch me.

In fact, I can connect these things together with a single click.

My body hanging on an unknown ice wall, like the body of a beggar, is alive, but my body is not as vibrant as it is, but closer to the state of "death." So I can see ghosts more than I am.

"If you are really a soul, then you have to pay attention."

"What are you paying attention to?"

"The things in the ghost market, don't eat any more. Especially the medicines such as Yang Dan, Tommond Dan."

When I saw it, Muir remembered that when I came out from the back shop, I saw a lot of ghosts on the street: "Because... the more you eat, the closer you are to death?"

Ziyou nodded noddedly: "The more you eat, the farther you get apart from Yang, the more you can't go back. Ah sister, you are both a soul, your body must be hidden somewhere in the world, if you can find you now The body, lying directly in, it is ok to return to the soul, but if you eat more things in the ghost city, you may not be sure, you have to be careful."

My heart oozes a lot of fear.

It turns out that the ghost market is not adding so many ghosts overnight, but there are always so many ghosts, but the ghosts I can see are limited. Just like jealousy, she can only see me and can't see other ghosts.

My eyes have boundaries, but I never knew.