At The Beginning, Caishikou Beheaded, I Chose To Be Reborn

Ghost Festival is a grand festival.

To be precise, since Wangui City was built, there has been one and only such a festival.

So in order to celebrate the festival, the whole city began to "decorate with lights and festoons", but after looking at it from the perspective of a living person, it really doesn't feel lively at all, but only feels smoky and ghostly.

For example, those jugglers on the street for fun, if they say they take their heads off, they really take their heads off. For ghost cultivators, Sikong is used to such things [but it is not so friendly to living people.

After Ye Yuan and Zhu Qingqing left the City Lord's Mansion, they have been wandering around the streets.

As for the lives of those children, there is no need to worry too much. No matter how bad the Wusheng Patriarch is, there must be no problem in saving a group of mortals.

Ye Yuan let go of this obsession, and returned to his original intention, which was to take a good look around the city of ghosts and broaden his horizons.

The more I look at this, the more shocking I feel.

In the huge city of thousands of ghosts, there are at least hundreds of large and small forces, some belong to sects, some are fee-paying organizations similar to those held in martial arts halls, and there are even street hooligans and the like. Relying on being a local and having a few helpers, he dared to bully those outsiders.

However, Ye Yuan and Zhu Qingqing did not encounter the situation of being charged protection fees. These people who are at the bottom are better than anyone else. They look like the two, and they are not at all downcast, so no one dares to provoke them easily.

"My lord, if this city of thousands of ghosts excludes that they are all ghost cultivators, it will not change much from the human cities outside. It is really hard to imagine that there is such a ghost paradise in this gloomy place.

Zhu Qingqing said with emotion that she didn't like this city at first, but as she walked, she suddenly realized the significance of this city's existence.

In the city, there are not only cruel and tyrannical ghost cultivators fighting for power, but also serious residents who want to live a good life.

In a city with a population of hundreds of thousands, in fact, the ghost cultivators at the bottom are similar to ordinary people in human cities. They own houses in the city of thousands of ghosts and live with their families.

"Humans have human nature, ghosts have ghosts, human beings can't understand the life of ghosts, and ghosts can't empathize with human emotions, but existence is reasonable. Instead of letting ghosts and evil spirits go around harming people, it's better to have more things like this that belong to them In this way, there will be much less disputes in the outside world."

Ye Yuan was deeply shocked, the closer he got to this ghost town, the more he could understand the significance of this city's existence.

In the legends of the previous life, it is said that there are many large cities in the underworld, which are specially used for the survival of ghosts.

"My lord is right. Patriarch Wusheng did a great deed with immeasurable merit. If he hadn't built the city here, when the hidden dangers of the ancient battlefield of Wei broke out, I don't know how much he would have suffered. It would be better to block it." Shu, building such a city that belongs exclusively to ghosts is actually a thing that is very beneficial to the world, but I don’t know whether he did it on purpose or unintentionally.”

Zhu Qingqing said.

"Whether it's intentional or unintentional, regardless of intentions in everything, in terms of the final result, Patriarch Wusheng has done a great thing. At least the people of Guangning Mansion should acknowledge his kindness`々.

Ye Yuan led Zhu Qingqing to a theater.

Just like in big human cities, these ghosts also listen to, watch and sing operas.

It's just that the drama they acted is relatively hellish.

But as the shop boy said before, no matter who he is, he will get used to it soon after he comes to Wangui City.

Ye Yuan also has a feeling of adapting now, throwing away some uncomfortable thoughts in his heart, really immersing himself in the story, and also has a weird look of dark wind.

After the scene was sung, there was a black-faced kid holding a gong and beating it bang bang.

Speaking these beautiful words, several opera boys came out with baskets on their heads to beg for rewards.

The ghost cultivators who were listening to the opera were not stingy, and took out some belongings from their bosoms and stuffed them into it.

Mostly scattered Spirit Stones and the like, when they reached Ye Yuan's side, Zhu Qingqing took out a whole fist-sized Spirit Stones and threw it into it, instantly making the puppet boy's face turn red with excitement

Rarely has anyone done so much.

Ye Yuan had a lot of gold and silver on him, but the Spirit Stones didn't have a single piece, and they were all spent on Zhu Qingqing's money. Seeing him now, he looked over subconsciously.

Zhu Qingqing blinked at Ye Yuan and smiled triumphantly.

"My master was happy to hear that, and I'll give you a big reward!"

She had already seen that Ye Yuan was engrossed in listening, so she wrote it down secretly.

"Thank you, grandpa, for the reward, dare to ask grandpa your surname!"

The black-faced brat who was beating the gong had seen this scene a long time ago, and immediately beat the gong and shouted loudly.

"My master's surname is Ye!"

Zhu Qingqing raised her neck and shouted.

"Thank you, Uncle Ye, for the reward, thank you, Uncle Ye, for the reward!"

A group of little ghosts shouted, the atmosphere was full, and many people looked over with surprise in their eyes.

What a rich and generous Uncle Ye!

"You!"

Ye Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This Zhu Qingqing was in the limelight, but he didn't dislike the lively atmosphere.

After listening to the scene, Ye Yuan satisfied his curiosity, and took advantage of this juncture to take Zhu Qingqing out.

However, he never expected that in the private room on the second floor, someone was silently watching the backs of the two of them.

"Uncle Ye? Surnamed Ye?"

A pensive look appeared on Shang Hong's face.

He called the little ghost who was beating the gong just now, and asked about the situation carefully.

"That wealthy uncle looks to be in his early twenties, very young, with a refined aura on his body, and he is very gentle when he smiles. He also leads a maid. She looks like an ordinary maid, and looks very Zhou Zheng, like a fairy..."

The kid said very respectfully.

Those who can sit in the private rooms on the second floor are all distinguished guests.

"Are you sure his surname is Ye?"

Shang Hong asked.

"That's what the girl said.

"Okay, you go down."

Shang Hong also took out a fist-sized Spirit Stones and handed it to him.

The little ghost's eyes lit up, and naturally he left with gratitude.

But he never thought that after he left, that unsmiling distinguished guest would show a strange expression.

"Surnamed Ye, with a maid, can't it be such a coincidence?"

He didn't like the atmosphere in the old man's mansion with the bones, it was smoky and disgusting, if it wasn't for the old love, the country would have left.

But even though he agreed to stay, he didn't want to stay in his house, he would rather come out to listen to the opera.

Unexpectedly, they met Ye Yuan and Zhu Qingqing.

Of course, he couldn't be sure of the identities of Ye Yuan and Zhu Qingqing, he was just suspicious.

But in many cases, doubt is enough. How can there be 100% certainty in the world?

"If it's that one, it's really possible to come to Wangui City. After all, Minjiang River is not far from Wangui City, and it's still the boundary of Guangning Mansion... But if it's really him, why did he come to Wangui City? Don’t let me tell you right?”

He had a strange expression on his face, thinking of what he said to the old bone ancestor.

The original intention was not to let this old friend of Own do too much, so as not to suffer disaster, so Ye Yuan was brought out as a deterrent.

But now it seems that there is a bit of a prophecy.

According to the information about Ye Yuan currently held by the Dragon Clan, it is generally possible to analyze Ye Yuan's character. This one seems to be an expert in the game world, with a gentle temperament, easy to deal with, and likes to hang out with ordinary people, even with small children. Xiaohe's communication with God is also very polite and thoughtful.

Moreover, this person has a kind heart and seems not used to seeing evil things, but he is far from being jealous of evil. As long as the bottom line is not touched, there should be no major problems.

So here comes the question, is the ancestor of the withered bones hitting the bottom line by throwing a feast of human flesh in the city of thousands of ghosts?

Shang Hong is also a little uncertain about this matter.

The first thought was to immediately notify Patriarch Withered Bones, but as soon as the thought arose, he suppressed it.

"If this one is really here for that guy with the bones, then the Ghost Festival the day after tomorrow will definitely be the time for him to attack. If I intervene now, won't it ruin this one's plan? The dragon clan has always had a bad relationship with him. , If there are more such things, it may not be a good thing for me."

Shang Hong shook his head and decided to give up this idea.

He and the ancestor withered bones are not inseparable, they fought together in the past, so they miss the old love.

But in fact, in recent years, the two have rarely been in contact with each other, which means that they are getting farther and farther away.

If it weren't for this, Shang Hong wouldn't have persuaded him to behave a little as soon as he met.

If Patriarch Withered Bones did too much, as the Dragon Lord of the Dragon Clan, he also had to consider his own reputation, so it was impossible to get too close to him.

Therefore, Shang Hong, whose affection was getting weaker and weaker, firmly pressed this idea, and he had already said the counter-official persuasion. What happens next depends on God's will. I hope that the old bone ancestor will not do too much.

"I can't solve this matter, I should inform the ancestors to come.

He took out a dragon-shaped jade pendant from his cuff, recorded his own spiritual thoughts into it, and flicked his fingers, the jade pendant disappeared out of thin air, but it had already flown a thousand meters away.

Among the Dragon Clan, only Patriarch Tongtian is qualified to talk to this person.

As for the dead bones, I can only play by ear, and when the time comes, I will help if I can save them. If I can't save them, I can't blame him.

"I've done my best."

Shang Hong said silently in his heart.

Time flies, and the Ghost Festival is here in the blink of an eye.

No matter how it is usually, at least on this day, the City Lord's Mansion is bustling, with countless guests gathered in the City Lord's Mansion.

There are thousands of ghost town forces, large and small, as well as practitioners invited from outside.

Most of them are not walking the right way, and Yin & Yang seem to be acting strangely and evilly.

But everyone is of the same virtue, and it seems very harmonious to get along with each other.

There are welcoming guests waiting on the main road to greet the guests coming and going.

And Shang Hong, who went further than these welcome guests, stood alone by the roadside, as if waiting for something.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and a large-scale flow of people had already entered the City Lord's Mansion, and it seemed to become sparse, and finally saw the figure of Ye Yuan's master and servant.

Shang Hong immediately became serious and swept his eyes away.

Can't see clearly.

It should be this one.

He tidied up his clothes, and approached cautiously.

"Shang Hong of the Dragon Clan, I have seen the senior, but Mr. Ye is the one who came?"