"How many more rooms are there?"

Crouching in a room that only the dwarf and Tang Wan could pass through, Zhou Li asked with a constipated look on his face: "Why does your sister's palace still have room for Yodel people to live in?"

"Hey? Who's Yodel?"

Xiaolu looked at Zhuge Qing blankly. After getting an answer that she didn't know either, Xiaolu said softly, "I don't know why either. My sister used to like to invite some monsters to visit here. She would talk to them and record some things. Over time, my sister built some guest rooms to accommodate the monsters."

"Strange."

Zhou Li touched his chin and said in confusion: "Your sister is a professional in refining, but she has nothing better to do than to collect information about those monsters? What is she doing? A life-size doll of a monster with a mold?"

"I do not know either."

Shaking his head, Xiaolu said softly, "I only know that my sister has been doing this for a while, and then for some reason, she stopped inviting those monsters to be guests, and these guest rooms became idle."

After a brief silence, Zhou Li and Zhuge Qing exchanged glances. They both felt something was strange, but they couldn't put it into words. They just felt a strange sense of abruptness.

This is just like Tang Wan putting two spoons of aged vinegar in the elixir when he was making it. It's very strange.

But they didn't have much time to study this matter at this moment. As they were talking, the room started moving again.

"Um?!"

Xiaolu suddenly raised her head. She looked at the last room connected to the passage outside the door and suddenly became excited. "It's the main building! Behind the main building is the Tianji Pavilion!"

Zhuge Qing and Zhou Li were both startled, and then looked out the door together.

If the room they are in now is built for the dwarf and Tang Wan, then the room at the end of the corridor outside the door is built for Joan of Arc.

Whose door handle is as big as a person’s arm?
"Your family has ever had a giant?"

Zhou Li said in shock.

“The main building looks like this.”

Xiaolu suppressed his inner excitement and said in a deep voice: "When my sister was still an immortal, she built a building like this. Later, she came to the ghost realm and transformed it into the same appearance as in the immortal realm."

"Wait a moment."

Zhou Li was surprised and asked, "How old was your sister back then?"

"Nine feet seven."

The deer said honestly, "Sometimes it can be ninety feet."

Zhou Li calculated and found that Jiang Li was once a giant even bigger than Joan of Arc.

Oh, awesome.

But there was no time to think about it. Zhou Li, Zhuge Qing and Xiaolu pushed open the door and came to a new corridor.

This new corridor looked normal, just an ordinary corridor. Zhou Li looked at Xiaolu and asked in a low voice, "What kind of crappy job is this?"

Xiaolu stared at the corridor in front of her intently for a long time. She said doubtfully, "This seems...nothing."

"Don't you know?"

Zhou Li was surprised and asked, "Didn't you live here before?" "My sister has more than 130 corridors in total. She just randomly picked out a few corridors and put them here according to her mood."

Xiaolu frowned and said puzzledly: "But this is the first time I have seen such a normal corridor."

Zhuge Qing, who was standing by, was also somewhat helpless at this time. She sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll do it."

Ah? So should we just forget about it or not?
Ignoring the deer who was sighing at the profoundness of the Chinese language, Zhuge Qing used the four squares as directions and began to count with his fingers. After consuming some of his spiritual energy and physical strength, Zhuge Qing took a breath and said, "If you can find the root, the hexagram is auspicious."

"I know the fundamental treasure."

Zhou Li sighed but didn't think much about it. He trusted Zhuge Qing very much anyway. After all, Zhuge Qing's divinations had never failed so far.

Zhuge Qing took a step forward and stepped on the carpet.

Then, Zhou Li and Xiao Lu were sucked directly to the floor by a strong suction force. Zhuge Qing subconsciously pinched the magic formula, and the moment a lightning protected the three people, the floor began to twist strangely.

Space magic!

Zhuge Qing instantly realized what she and the others had encountered. Without any hesitation, she subconsciously used lightning to strike the carpet under her feet. However, no matter how fast she reacted, she was not as fast as the formation that had been laid long ago. Even though Zhuge Qing shattered some of the formations in the first place, the space was still distorted.

The sound of swallowing and spitting sounded, and everything returned to calm. Zhuge Qing stood in the ordinary corridor, looking serious and solemn.

The little deer next to him looked around blankly, trying to find Zhou Li who was by his side just a second ago.

Yes, Zhou Li is missing.

Zhuge Qing destroyed most of the formation, but she still failed to completely destroy it before it took effect, which resulted in the formation taking effect in the end. Although it was not completely effective, it perfectly teleported Zhou Li to...

"Do you believe me when I say I'm here to take the census?"

Zhou Li looked at Jiang Li, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, holding a book and wearing a long white gauze dress, and forced an awkward smile: "How many people are there in your family?"

“It’s lucky.”

Jiang Li raised his eyes and said with a smile: "I was walking along this corridor leading directly to my room, and you bumped into me."

If Jiang Li in the bright red wedding dress was the enchanting and beautiful Supreme Ghost King, then at this moment Jiang Li was like a gentle and knowledgeable sister next door. She looked at Zhou Li, closed the book in her hand, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Did you forget what I told you?"

"How dare you."

Zhou Li stood there motionless. This small house was obviously Jiang Li's private space. The various objects and furnishings placed there were full of life, including the bellybands placed randomly.

As if she had noticed Zhou Li's gaze, Jiang Li calmly stretched out her hand and Zhou Li's gaze was completely fixed on Jiang Li. She looked at Zhou Li, not caring at all about her graceful figure, and said calmly:
"I told you, if you come here again, I will kill you."

"It's not necessary."

Zhou Li's heart was already screaming darkly, but on the surface he was still relatively calm. He looked at Jiang Li and said in a gentle tone: "Your Highness the Ghost King, there is no need to kill me. You see I am just a piece of trash. Wouldn't it be great if you locked me up and imprisoned me and then let me out? You won't be at odds with Longhu Mountain, nor with my fiancée. What do you think!?"

"Ah."

Jiang Li chuckled, she was so beautiful. Her jade feet wrapped in white stockings lifted up her embroidered shoes. She sat on the carved throne and looked down at Zhou Li, with a little interest in her eyes.

"What if I say I don't care?" (End of this chapter)

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