Take your sister to catch a ghost

Chapter 166
The scholar didn't look back, and left quickly while picking his half-naked buttocks, as if he wasn't worried about the situation here at all.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is only in her early twenties, and women are weaker than men in terms of souls. Now she can at most be the soul of a teenage boy.

Although my soul is nearly a hundred years old, I lost a lot of souls in the sun, and I lost some of them in the woods before. Now I can count as a 50-year-old soul at most. If I want to have sex with so many people here, it is far from enough. The only hope lies in the sphere on the ground.

The absorption of souls cannot be calculated according to one plus one. It does not mean that 100 years of soul absorption will increase by 100 years. Of these 100 years of souls, at most 50.00% can be absorbed by oneself, so that is to say, If you smoke the soul for 100 years, you can add about 50 years to yourself, and if you smoke for 50 years, you can add about 25 years to yourself.

Inhaling other people's souls in this place is very risky, because souls are conscious things, and they are absolutely unwilling to be assimilated, and will naturally resist. If they are a little careless, those who inhale souls will be assimilated by others instead, and the gains outweigh the losses.

It is precisely because of this that this 'ball' on the ground is extremely precious.

"Stay here for a while and don't move." I whispered to Zhang Xiaoxiao, and then secretly raised the strength of my whole body, ready to go up and snatch the soul.

After the scholar disappeared at the end of the road, they were all ready to move, and they must not be allowed to get this soul, so I rushed to the soul on the ground before they saw it, and they all rushed out like a flood Come here, that formation is absolutely rare in Yangjian.

While running, my eyes caught a glimpse of the only motionless person in the crowd. Because of the surge of ghosts, I only saw his full beard and then was blocked by others.

bang bang bang...

Suddenly, there was a low explosion sound all around, and all the ghosts approaching this soul on the ground scattered into scarlet smoke.

Then there was another explosion, and all the ghosts here turned into red mist in an instant, including the ball on the ground. The mist blocked the scene in front of me for a while, and the eyes that were stimulated by the smoke were a little dry, so I closed my eyes , and then waved the fog in front of him with his hand, and when it dissipated, all the onlookers here had disappeared, and there were still a few escaped ghosts in the distance, exclaiming hoarsely: "It's the judge's pen, the judge's pen."

I saw that on the other side, there was only a figure elongated by the scarlet light, a stalwart figure appeared in my line of sight, and gradually faded away.

I watched it for a few seconds, and then shouted with doubts: "Master?"

The man stopped, turned his head and seemed to be looking back at me, but he only turned his head at a small angle. After a second pause, he continued to walk forward.

I hurried to catch up, but there was no trace of that person, as if he had never appeared before.

After searching for a while, I realized that Zhang Xiaoxiao was still there, and returned angrily. She was looking around there.

I went up to her and asked, "Are you okay?"

She shook her head, then lowered her head shyly, probably because of what she said in the room just now.

I coughed twice: "Let's go, find that scholar."

She hummed, and walked forward in the scarlet light behind me. The red smoke behind me dissipated like a passing cloud. Passers-by only lamented the power of the judge's pen, but did not feel sorry for those people.

This is the soul world.

Counting the houses and walking forward, the number of ghosts is gradually decreasing, but their abilities are slowly improving, and the number of ghost soldiers on the road is also increasing.

After counting 81 houses, he stopped.

There is a stone standing in the middle of the road, and a strange plant is carved on the stone, and there is a poem beside the plant.

The sun is late, the clouds are twilight, and the sky is near dusk,
The cicada hissed slowly.

Lanting stone bench white mist break,
The fragrant grass flowers are clean and the five leaves are new.

Qiao and the magpies singing on the branches,
I heard the moo moo sound of the cowherd again.

The golden shuttle drives the clouds apart,

Beg clever whisper love each other.

There are three words "whether flowers and plants" are written next to the poem.

I scratched my head, why are there so many poems here, one in the village, and another here, making this place not like the underworld anymore.

"On the other side of the sea of ​​bitterness, there is still a stone." At this time, the scholar came out from nowhere.

He went straight to the edge of the stone, knelt down and touched the plant on the stone, then got up and looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao and me.

After he had seen enough, I asked, "Why did you leave suddenly just now?"

He touched his head in embarrassment and said, "I have something to do! Hehe!"

He looks very ordinary now, and he never thought that he has that ability. With his ability, he must be very famous in this underworld, so he dared to ask his name: "Thank you just now You saved us, and I still don't know what to call you."

As soon as he talked about what happened just now, he scratched his head in embarrassment again: "That... just call me Li Chenying."

I thought about it, and I have never heard of this name in the ancient books of Yangjian or here. He must be an extremely low-key person, and I can tell from the fact that he was chased by ghost soldiers that day.

"You two, I found a good place. Can you two be interested in taking a walk?" He made an inviting gesture to Zhang Xiaoxiao and me. He didn't pay much attention to Zhang Xiaoxiao before. Look at me more.

I glanced to the west and asked, "How far is the sea of ​​bitterness?"

He pointed to the west: "According to Yangjian, there are still two hours to go to the sea of ​​bitterness."

I groaned and followed him to where he said.

Instead of going straight, he walked into an alley and introduced to me as he walked: "The road is suspended from that stone, and the sea of ​​bitterness is already under the road. But it was blocked by this place. line of sight, otherwise the two of you can see the face of Kuhai in advance."

dangling?I looked at the soil on the ground, and couldn't help but lighten my steps, for fear that I would trample it hard.

The scholar smiled: "Just step on it, you won't collapse."

I smiled too, and followed him.

"Who wrote the poem on the stone?" I asked him.

The scholar said: "It's still written by the king of reincarnation, and the writing is not very good."

"It seems that the king of reincarnation should be a man full of knowledge, otherwise he wouldn't be able to write these things." I said.

The king of reincarnation has a high status in the underworld, he is in charge of the reincarnation of all things in the underworld, he decides the direction of human reincarnation, and his status is higher than Judge Cui.

When I was reading some information about the King of Reincarnation in Yangjian, the King of Reincarnation in my mind should be a man with a fierce appearance, but after reading these two poems written by him, his appearance has changed again, and he should be a refined person .

Seeing that I was thinking, the scholar patted me: "The King of Reincarnation may come here in the next few days, and then you will know what he is like."

"How do you know?" I asked.

The scholar said: "Anyone who has stayed in this underworld for a period of time knows that the king of reincarnation will come here around the seventh day of July every year, and stay until half July before leaving."

"What is he doing here?"

"Let's pay homage to a couple... The seventh day of the seventh month is the Qiqiao Festival, the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet, and the half of July is the Ghost Festival. This time is just right." The scholar said.

After I listened to it, I searched in my mind. I have never seen such a record, nor heard anyone mention it.

"Do you know the origin of the other shore flower?" the scholar asked me.

I shook my head. I really didn't understand these things. When it came to Bianhua, Zhang Xiaoxiao seemed a little shy.From what she said just now, she should know Bianhua quite well.

"This story is very long, I won't tell you for now, the person next to you will definitely tell it to you." He looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao and said.

After walking for about half an hour, I arrived in front of an independent house. This house was not like other houses, and the environment was obviously much better.

He pushed open the wooden door and invited us in.

There is a desk and a few chairs in the room, but nothing else. There is a black brush and a stack of writing paper on the desk.

"Is this where you live?" I asked him curiously.

The scholar said embarrassingly: "I also relied on my own means to rob me. After living for so long, no one dares to compete with me. But this disgraceful thing can't be mentioned, can't mention it. .”

"By the way, don't you want to tell me something? What is it?"

Hearing this, the scholar stood up and walked to the edge of the table, stretched out his fingers and tapped on it lightly, and said after a long time: "I may be going to reincarnate, before that, I have something to ask, Mr. Wang promise."

I was stunned for a moment, why did I suddenly mention the matter of reincarnation.

"I once had a bet with someone, and now the result is about to come out, I would like to ask my husband to help me tell the result to that person."

"Why don't you go by yourself?" I was a little puzzled.

"I'm afraid only sir can go to that place."

"Where?"

"The bottom of the sea of ​​bitterness." The scholar said.

(End of this chapter)