Ye Chen smoked a few more cigarettes on the park bench, cleared some thoughts, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed Ye Lingtian's number.
"How much do you know about Ghost Prison?"
Ye Lingtian on the other end of the phone looked confused and shook his head: "Palace Master, I have never heard of this name."
"In the future, I will investigate matters in the capital and help me keep an eye on the Ghost Prison."
"Yes, Palace Master!"
Later, Ye Chen called Lei Shuwei again. Dragon Soul's information system should be relatively complete, but the answer he got was the same.
It's as if there is no ghost prison in this world.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Chen fell into deep thought: "Even dragon souls don't know about the existence. Is there really any ghost prison in this world?"
Although Jiang Jianfeng was somewhat hostile to him, he probably didn't deceive himself.
Without thinking any more, Ye Chen stood up and prepared to leave the park.
He raised his head and looked at the phantom of the blood dragon in the sky for a few seconds. The phantom of the blood dragon swooped down from the sky!
Howling winds and dragon roars kept ringing!
"Bang!"
Finally it went straight into his body.
He discovered this blood dragon phantom recently. He originally thought that only he could see it, but now it seems that even a strong person like Jiang Jianfeng can detect it.
Although I don't know how this blood dragon shadow was formed, it should not be harmful to me.
When the phantom of the blood dragon rushed into his body, the cemetery of reincarnation shook!
The third tombstone cracked a little more, and a shadow gradually appeared.
Condensation takes shape.
It was an old man wrapped in a black robe. The old man's eyes were filled with cold light, which made people feel heart-stopping.
The old man in black robe glanced at the nearly a hundred tombstones behind him, his eyes were extremely solemn and responsible: "Is it really worth it for us to put our fate on a young boy?"
As the words fell, the wind suddenly began to rise in the Samsara Cemetery.
When the wind blows, the figure of the old man in black robe completely disappears.
The reincarnation cemetery returned to silence.
Normally, the power in the tombstone can only come out if Ye Chen triggers it, but this time, he came out on his own.
Weird to the extreme.
However, Ye Chen didn't pay attention outside. He walked directly towards where Xiao Deng parked his car, preparing to return to Mingcui Villa.
Suddenly, Ye Chen stopped.
He noticed something with his peripheral vision and stared at a figure in the distance.
The figure was limping over, carrying a huge snakeskin bag on his shoulders.
When I reached a good location, I put down my snakeskin bag and started organizing my things to set up a stall.
Although it was still early morning, there were already many people setting up stalls nearby.
At the entrance of the park, the flow of people is very good.
Because the products sold are all things that are used in daily life, several aunts have already asked about it.
The reason why Ye Chen stopped was entirely because he knew the limping man!
The other party's name is Zhong Xueyong, who comes from Songshan County below Jiangcheng. He earns a living by setting up a stall and is cheerful.
When Ye Chen first came to Jiangcheng, in order to make money, he bought a bunch of things and set up a stall in the park in the north of the city.
It was also at that time that I was invited to the Shen family by Shen Mengjia and met Shen Haihua.
He had a good impression of the stall owner and helped him a lot. He was simple and kind.
The key is why he came to Jiangnan Province?
And the foot is so lame, does he remember that it was fine a few months ago?
Without thinking any more, Ye Chen walked over. When he came to the stall, Zhong Xueyong smiled heartily: "Take a look, my old Zhong sells his things with conscience, little brother..."
The sound suddenly stopped.
Zhong Xueyong was stunned for a long time before he said, "Xiaoye, why is it you?"
"Uncle Zhong, what a coincidence, I happened to be here for morning exercise. Why did you come to Jiangnan Province?" Ye Chen said with a smile.
Zhong Xueyong explained: "My daughter's school has been moved to Jiangnan Province. In order to facilitate the care, I placed the stall nearby."
"By the way, Xiaoye, the things you set up at the stall last time are still with me. I waited for you in Jiangcheng for more than ten days, but you didn't show up..."
The two chatted briefly for a while, and Ye Chen's eyes fell on Zhong Xueyong's legs: "Uncle Zhong, what's wrong with your legs..."
Zhong Xueyong's expression changed, and he immediately smiled: "I accidentally fell it, nothing happened..."
Ye Chen frowned. With just a glance, he discovered that his leg was not as simple as falling off. It was obviously the result of a heavy blow, but since the other party didn't tell him, there was no need for him to ask again.
At this moment, someone shouted: "They're here again!"
Zhong Xueyong glanced at the people coming from a distance and was filled with panic. He quickly put away the stall and put it directly on his shoulders. Perhaps because it was too heavy, there was a trace of pain on his face, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
"Xiaoye, let's not talk anymore, those guys are here..."
After saying that, Zhong Xueyong limped out and rushed out.
His foot was injured, and coupled with the heavy pressure and intense running, he could feel a trace of the hardship of life in Zhong Xueyong.
This is the backbone of a man.
Suddenly, Zhong Xueyong's injured right foot obviously couldn't bear the weight on his shoulders, and he fell directly to the ground!
My forehead was bleeding.
Seeing this, Ye Chen was about to go to help, but Zhong Xueyong had already stood up with support, picked up things in panic, and put them in a snakeskin bag.
At this moment, several men in uniforms with plastic black sticks in their hands had arrived in front of Zhong Xueyong!
"Damn it, you're still running away!"
The leading man even kicked Zhong Xueyong in the chest!
Zhong Xueyong hit the ground instantly, and everything on his body fell to the ground in pieces.
"I've seen you more than a dozen fucking times. It's not enough to lame the other leg, so you want to lame the second leg? Last time I asked you to pay, but you didn't pay, and you still want to set up a stall here, bah! You're looking for death. !”
Just as the leading man was about to throw out a stick, a strong wind blew up. Ye Chen was already in front of Zhong Xueyong, and his five fingers tightly grasped the black stick.
"roll!"
With a flick of Ye Chen's arm, the man was knocked away and fell to the ground in a panic, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
And the stick was twisted out of shape.
Ye Chen helped Zhong Xueyong up: "Uncle Zhong, are you okay?"
Zhong Xue shook her head bravely: "Xiaoye, did you beat them? Oh, that would be troublesome!"
Just as Ye Chen was about to speak, an angry voice sounded from behind: "Fuck! Damn it! The damn lame guy turned out to have found a trainer as a helper!"
I saw that the man had stood up, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes: "It seems that breaking one of your legs that day was not enough, shit, today both of them have their legs broken!"
With an order, several other men in uniforms also gathered around.
Ye Chen's eyes shrank, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes, and he said to Zhong Xueyong: "Uncle Zhong, did they break your leg?"
