To be honest, it's not surprising that the blue-faced ghost would have amnesia and lose his temper. In fact, the existence of these top ten evil men is even more elusive than the ghost emperor, as if they don't exist at all.
It turns out that some of the stories that only exist in the ears are indeed groundless, and they are only inaccessible because of their own level limitations.
Once he figured this out, the blue-faced ghost felt infinitely relieved...
But at this moment, the blue-faced ghost still didn't understand how, with his humble status, he deserved to meet Master Yin Shuai?
Although the pupils of the wasp's two dark eyes could not be seen, the blue-faced ghost could feel the latter's eyes staring at him, and he was very uneasy.
Fortunately, the atmosphere was not silent for too long. The wasp spoke again, and his tone became less cold: "Oh, are you the blue-faced ghost?"
"Yes...yes..." The blue-faced ghost nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, come with me." The hornet nodded and was about to pick up the blue-faced ghost.
The blue-faced ghost didn't know what the situation was now, so he looked panicked and looked at King Yishan for help.
"Waspice, don't leave in a hurry, I still have a few words to tell him!" Yishan King received the blue-faced ghost's intention and said.
"Okay...I'll be outside." The hornet let go of the blue-faced ghost, flapped its wings and disappeared from sight.
"King Yishan, what is going on?" The blue-faced ghost looked panicked. He didn't know why the wasp wanted to take it away as soon as it heard that he was a blue-faced ghost.
"Don't panic, this is the countermeasure I just mentioned!" In order for the blue-faced ghost to complete his explanation, King Yishan could only explain to it.
"Because of the troubles caused by the monsters in the world, there are a lot of broken souls. If left alone, they will just disappear and never come to the underworld! Although the Ghost Palace has sent people to gather them, but these The broken souls all look the same, so it’s really difficult to piece them together neatly.”
"I still remember that you said that you once studied the eight strange meridians and found traces in the three souls and seven souls, so I took over the matter of repairing the soul and wanted you to go to the mortal world in this way. Come and help me investigate the affairs of the Taiyin King!"
"So that's how it is..." The blue-faced ghost suddenly realized, but then his face turned bitter, "But Lord Palace Master, my subordinates only know cutting, not repairing. I'm afraid it will cause trouble for you..."
King Yishan waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about this, you just need to put the remaining soul together roughly. Of course, the people from the Ghost Palace will help with the repair!"
Although the blue-faced ghost responded, there was still some worry on his face.
Seeing this, King Yishan laughed and patted the blue-faced ghost on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will do your job! But after all, this departure involves my personal affairs, so you must not expose your identity as an official!"
"My subordinates know, but Mr. Yin Shuai..."
"Don't worry, I've already warned the hornet in advance." King Yishan said, "Be more careful on the road!"
Hearing that King Yishan still remembered what he said, the blue-faced ghost was very touched. Now that he heard the latter's concern, the blue-faced ghost's blood surged even more: "This subordinate will definitely fulfill his mission!"
After the wasp left with the blue-faced ghost, King Yishan's expression turned gloomy again: "King Taiyin... What kind of conspiracy are you planning, you bastard..."
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Although the goods trailing behind him could not pose a threat to Qingshe at all, this private matter was related to his own safety after all, so naturally the fewer people knew about it, the better. He didn't want anyone to notice that he was abnormal, so he didn't want to cause trouble for no reason.
With the help of the gatekeeper of Vientiane Market, Qingshe has escaped with the help of Fengchen. But even so, he was still a little worried, because he remembered clearly that there was a blue-faced person following him behind him before, but this guy never showed up.
After he left the Vientiane Market, he deliberately made a large circle. He didn't feel relieved until he was sure that no one was following him anymore. After all, no one could be too careful in the current situation.
Following the mark on the boundary gold that the vendor left for him, Qingshe came to a desolate place. However, he looked left and right but couldn't find any figure. He also hurriedly took out the boundary card, wondering if he had missed the words about the time.
However, there were only a few words on the boundary gold, and there was nothing else besides the location mark. Qing She was really confused and could only try to call out in a low voice.
"Senior, please come out and see me. Junior, I need help if I need help!"
It's just that this place is so empty that not even the slightest echo can be heard. The more Qing She shouts, the more guilty she feels, and her voice gradually becomes lower.
Seeing that the yang energy above his head was gradually weakening and the yin energy was rising, and thinking that it would be hopeless to wait for anyone, Qingshe had to return to the official hall to prepare for the next day.
But just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly felt an abnormal flow of Yin Qi somewhere in front of him, as if there was an invisible door in front of him.
Qingshe thought that since he was already here, he didn't need much time, so he wanted to step forward to find out. But he didn't expect that just when he reached out his hand, his eyes were dazzled, and the next moment he was surrounded by a burst of noise.
Seeing that he was surrounded by a crowd, Qingshe thought that he had encountered an ambush. His face instantly became alert, and he had already put his hand on the wrapped green snake.
But the group of guys around them were just in a hurry and had no time to take care of themselves. They didn't even look at Qingshe and just walked in the original direction.
"What...what is going on?" Qing She was very sure that he was not dreaming, but this strange scene made him feel as if he was in a dream. He originally wanted to stop the passers-by to ask what happened, but they all glanced at him and left.
"Jiu Liu has a night's rest, and the tide ebbs for each other!"
Just as Qingshe was walking on the road with a confused look on his face, a bell rang in his ears, followed by a high-pitched shout.
"Jiu Liu has a night's rest, and the tide is ebbing! Over there, don't be stuck on the road, hurry up and move!"
Qingshe didn't want to know that it was him who was talking about this, but he hadn't yet understood the situation at hand, and he didn't know what ebb tide meant.
Finally, someone spoke to him. Of course, Qingshe didn't want to miss this opportunity. He hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice, and then he was stunned: "Senior King Zhifu?"
"Huh?" The visitor covered the bell in his hand, and then looked over, with the same surprise in his eyes. He nodded to Qingshe, stood up and walked away.
"Jiu Liu has a rest at night, let the tide ebb!" King Zhifu called out one last time, then put the bell back on his waist, went straight to a house, opened the door and followed him in.
When Qingshe saw that the door of the room was ajar, it was obvious that he was staying there just for himself, so he hurriedly followed it and ducked into the room.
"It turns out to be senior..." "Boy, how come you are here?" The two of them spoke at the same time.
"Isn't it senior?" "What is me and not mine..." Both of them were stunned for a moment, and then spoke at the same time again.
"I'm really sorry, senior, please speak..." Qingshe realized that he was a little abrupt and hurriedly stopped talking.
"It doesn't matter." King Zhifu looked indifferent, then looked curious: "Boy, how did you come to Jiuliu? Could it be that you can't survive in the Sixth Hall?"
"It's not that serious..." Qing She was helpless, and then asked: "I wonder what the ninth-rate senior said..."
King Zhifu was confused for a while: "You don't know?"
Qingshe shook his head: "I've never heard of it."
"That's right..." King Zhifu nodded slightly, and then explained to Qingshe: "What we see now is that the space here is Jiuliu..."
After listening to King Zhifu's explanation, Qingshe also had some understanding of this place, and then suddenly became confused again: "Senior, what did you mean by 'nine streams of people sleep at night, and the tide ebbs'?"
"Night rest, as the name suggests, means resting at night. The nine-stream night rest is called the rising tide, and the nine-stream night rest is called the ebbing tide, that's all." The Qingshe in front of him is not an outsider, and King Zhifu is also very talkative. random.
"Let's talk about you." After answering Qingshe's doubts, King Zhifu winked and asked: "Boy, since you don't know Jiuliu, why are you here?"
Qingshe was also confused: "Senior, I am ashamed to say that I actually broke into the entrance by accident... and I found the entrance location according to the mark left to me by a senior..."
Speaking of this, Qingshe still couldn't believe it: "Senior, is it really not you who asked me to come here?"
"I'm too busy with my own affairs, so how can I have any free time?" King Zhifu stretched his arms, "Even if I had time, what else could I do to call you over? Can't we catch up with you?"
Qingshe was right when he thought about it. Although he took over the position of King Zhifu, there was no other intersection between the two. Thinking that King Zhifu, who had been here for many years, should have some understanding of these nine streams, he explained his purpose of coming.
"Knife seller?" King Zhifu narrowed his eyes, and then shook his head repeatedly: "I have never heard of that ninth-rate guy ever taking weapons to the Vientiane Market for trading... Boy, first sell your green sword. Take it out and let me see it."
Not being able to get the answer he wanted, Qingshe felt quite disappointed, but now that Jiuliu was resting at night, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to, so he took Cui Hui out.
King Zhifu opened the package and took out the sword from its sheath, and a cold light filled the room, as if it was filled with hoarfrost, which attracted brilliant lights in King Zhifu's eyes.
"What a sword! What a sword!" King Zhifu said repeatedly, and then shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that you, the Green Snake, came from the mortal world, and this sudden change in the origin of Yin Qi makes it quite uncomfortable..."
Qingshe, who was originally looking gloomy, looked happy: "Do you think senior has any solution?"
King Zhifu looked bitter and murmured: "I'm not good at wielding swords, guns and sticks. What I hate most in my life is sharpness! I don't know how to chase souls. I'm best at sewing! I don't have that kind of ability. I just heard you say this. How magical weapons are, I just want to borrow them to open my eyes!"
"Okay..." Qing She's mood fluctuated so much today that she no longer knew how to express herself now.
"You don't have to be disappointed. Show me the mark. Since he can lead you here, it means there are other clues."
Qing She nodded and handed over the crumpled boundary gold.
Seeing this, King Zhifu puffed up his beard and said, "Who do you think I am? Are you still trying to take advantage of me?"
Qingshe smiled awkwardly: "Senior, don't get me wrong, this is the mark that another senior left for me..."
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