"yes."
Huoguan suddenly realized, took out an account book and said: "There are three people who spent nearly twenty-five taels of Yin gold."
"But Young Master, in the Ghost House transaction, names are not asked. Only the transaction amount is on the account book. How should we check it?"
The corpse boy said nothing, but took the account book from Huo Skull's hand, and lightly brushed the three transactions on the account book with his fingers.
The next moment, three figures appeared on the account book. They were all wearing shrouds and masks. There were scenes of them trading and buying and selling. If Ye Qing were here, he would definitely find that he was among the three people. Own.
But the white and green water is missing.
There was nothing around Ye Qing.
"It's them." Huoguan nodded, looking at Ye Qing's figure, frowning: "It's just that I remember... I remember..."
He always felt that there was something weird about that person, as if something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, as if he had forgotten something.
"You go ahead and do your job well. You don't have to worry about the rest."
The corpse boy gave an order, and a pool of corpse water emerged at his feet, and slowly sank into the corpse water and disappeared.
"Strange, I always feel like I forgot something." After the corpse boy left, Huo Skull frowned and shook his head.
On the seventh floor of the ghost building, a pool of corpse water seeped out of the ground, and the figure of the corpse boy emerged.
Most people in the Ghost Tower only think that the Ghost Tower has only three floors, but in fact, the Ghost Tower has nine floors.
On the third floor of the ghost building, no one buys or sells anything, and no one else is allowed to enter.
Because from the third floor up, there are all kinds of terrifying and evil monsters and artifacts sealed in the ghost building. The higher you go up, the more terrifying the sealed monsters and artifacts are.
After appearing on the seventh floor, the corpse boy opened a door and walked in.
The room was empty except for one bottle.
There was a head in the bottle. The head looked like a human head, but only half of it was covered with various exposed brain tissues and brain organs. At this time, the head was soaked in a fishy yellow liquid.
The corpse boy looked at the head in the bottle and waved his hand, and a young man appeared on the ground.
That's a living person.
"You...who are you? What do you want to do?" As soon as the young man appeared, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a serious expression: "Do you know who I am? I am from Julongzhuang. If you know what I am, please let me go." , otherwise you will be dead, Julongzhuang will definitely not let you go."
The corpse boy turned a deaf ear to the young man's roars and threats. Instead, he reached out and took down the bottle, opened the lid, took out the head inside, and walked towards the young man.
"What do you want to do? No, don't come here, don't come here..." When the young man saw the corpse boy walking towards him, he roared hysterically. However, the puddle of corpse water at his feet tightly imprisoned him and kept him at bay. Unable to move.
Walking up to the young man, the corpse boy ignored the other man's roar and placed half of his head on the young man's head.
As soon as it touched the top of the young man's head, the head seemed to come alive, and the organs on it suddenly jumped.
"What did you do? Let me go..."
As the young man roared, the head beat faster and faster, and the young man's head slowly split to both sides like a watermelon split open by a knife.
But the young man was not dead, and was still screaming and roaring hysterically. He could clearly hear the sound of his scalp tearing, and he could clearly feel the numbness of his head cracking, but he was powerless.
The fear, powerlessness and despair made him collapse.
When the young man's head split open, the head slowly got in, as if it threw the young man's brain tissue out in disgust, occupying the magpie's nest.
After it completely penetrated into the young man's head, the cracked head slowly healed without leaving even a trace of scar, as if nothing happened.
But at this time, the young man slowly stopped screaming, and the fear and despair on his face disappeared, replaced by a strange smile.
"Oh, it turns out to be the cute corpse boy. Are you not dead yet?"
Then, the young man spoke, his tone was teasing and strange.
"You're not dead, how could I die?" The corpse boy said expressionlessly: "Stop talking nonsense, if you keep talking, I'll throw you into the bottle again."
"I'm so scared, hahaha..." The young man deliberately patted his chest and laughed mockingly: "I'm still helping you, are you willing to waste this opportunity?"
"I don't care anyway."
The corpse boy was too lazy to waste time with the other party. He took out the account book and said straight to the point: "The ghost house lost something this time. I want you to find out which of the three is the thief, where he came from, and find his location."
"Wow, wow, you ghost building actually lost something, it's unbelievable..." The young man looked like he was crazy, his expression and tone revealed sarcasm and gloating: "Let me see, oh, it's not that something was lost, but someone was I lied, hahahaha... I have been beating up swallows all year round, but today my eyes were pecked by sparrows, oh ho ho ho... Guilou is so embarrassed this time... Bah, so embarrassing..."
"Tell me, did that old woman get so angry that she jumped out of his coffin? Screaming?"
"If you insult your adoptive father again, do you think I'll be rude to you?" The corpse boy's eyes narrowed, a sense of death spread in the room, and patches of corpses appeared on the young man's body.
"Haha... Who are you trying to scare? Come on, kill me. If you can't kill me, you will be the one born to me and that old woman."
The young man grinned and laughed, not afraid at all: "Also, an old woman is born neither yin nor yang, tsk tsk..."
"And if you don't tell me, I won't know. I will definitely jump up in anger. I remember when I went to bed with that bitch, that bitch... Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, it's just a joke. I can’t even open it.”
Seeing that there were more and more corpse spots on his body, and his whole body began to look dull, the young man shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking.
"I'll ask again, who is the thief among these three people, what is his origin, and where to find him." Corpse Boy said again.
"Haha, it's very simple for me to answer, but you already know the rules." The young man said.
"I know." Corpse Boy said, "Ten thousand ghosts are all ready."
"Hahaha... I just like dealing with cheerful people like you." The young man laughed, opened his mouth and took a breath, and the phantoms of Ye Qing and the others on the account book were sucked into his mouth.
…
"call……"
In a ruined temple, Ye Qing suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were blood red, and the evil energy around him swept out like a substance.
Then, a wisp of red light flashed away, like a drizzle without a trace, and criss-crossing knife marks appeared on the walls, beams, and ground of the entire ruined temple.
The chirping of birds and insects outside the temple suddenly stopped, and the surrounding mountains and forests were as quiet as death.
"What are you dreaming about now? There is such a strong evil spirit on your body. It's strange!" A mist appeared in the ruined temple, and in the mist, there was a vague figure.
The next moment, the blood redness in Ye Qing's eyes receded, and the evil spirit on his body also converged into his body. He opened his mouth and let out a breath of turbid air.
A refreshing and clean smile reappeared on his face.
"Boy, what dream did you have? Why do you feel like you crawled out of a pile of corpses?" Although Ye Qing has returned to his previous appearance, the Fog Demon feels that Ye Qing is a little different, but the specifics are different. Where, he couldn't tell.
"You guessed it right, I just crawled out from the pile of dead people." Ye Qing let out a long sigh, stood up and walked out of the ruined temple. He looked at Qingyang outside the door and felt the warmth and warmth of the sun falling on his face. Shang's smile became even brighter: "It's great to still be able to see the sunshine."
"Boy, what's wrong? You're stupid for dreaming!" The Fog Demon floated in front of Ye Qing and said jokingly.
"It's not stupid, but it's almost crazy." Ye Qing shook his head and felt palpitations in his heart when he heard what happened in his dream last night.
After he came to this ruined temple last night, he asked the fog demon to protect him, and he directly used Nanke.
Although judging from Chu Wang and Sun's actions in fighting for the Qingping flower in the ghost building that day, Qingping flower is definitely not just for viewing, but it doesn't matter much to him. He is about to be in danger now. Instead of thinking about what is available and what is not available, it is better to do everything possible to enhance one's own strength.
This time, he was not as greedy as last time, and he did not think about practicing all the martial arts. Instead, he built a dream based on the three types of skills: Spring Breeze Drizzle Knife, Phantom Demon Body Technique, and "Tai Chi Nine Movements".
Killing enemies with swordsmanship, escaping with light skills, and saving lives with "Tai Chi Nine Movements". All three are indispensable, and they can maximize his strength in a short period of time.
He also considered boxing skills at the time, but compared to sword skills, his boxing skills had reached a bottleneck and it was more difficult to improve. The Spring Breeze Xiaoyu Knife had just been obtained and had great potential to be tapped, so after consideration Finally, he chose knife skills.
But this time the dream was on the battlefield, and he became a newly recruited soldier. His state was only at the early stage of Tuo Mai, and the martial arts he mastered were Spring Breeze Drizzle Knife, Phantom Demon Body Technique, and "Tai Chi Nine Movements".
Even though he has three pretty good skills, when he first entered the battlefield, he was not even as good as an ordinary veteran. Either because of his kindness, his carelessness, or his discomfort, he almost died several times. He was alive and almost died on the battlefield.
After he was lucky enough to survive, he encountered battles almost every day, fighting with the enemy in various terrains such as jungles, mountains, deserts, rivers, etc., and various combat methods such as assassinations, raids, sieges, and fortifications. He could encounter on the battlefield. He has encountered almost everything.
And the endless killing, the boundless blood, the endless battle, watching the living comrades disappear from him one by one, looking at the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground and the endless enemies, looking at the endless death and eternity. There was no end to the road ahead, and he almost suffered a mental breakdown.
He didn't know how long he stayed there. He only knew that he gradually transformed from a young boy to a veteran with a weathered face. He only knew that familiar faces disappeared in his life. He only knew that the hot blood and original intention slowly changed. To be insensitive and cold as iron...
Finally, in a siege, after killing hundreds of people, he was shot between the eyebrows by a crossbow arrow due to exhaustion and ended his life.
And just now, because he had just finished his dream, he was suddenly unable to control his state of mind, causing his evil spirit to leak out.
Fortunately, his "He Transformed the Great Self-Devil Sutra" has a very good restraint effect on the seven emotions and six desires, otherwise he doubts that the moment he ends the dream, he will be eroded by murderous intent, or his mind will collapse and become a madman.
It is estimated that this is also a hidden danger in Nanke.
