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Chapter 120
As soon as Guang Han came out, He Shu saw it.
Even though there were more important things than the appearance of Guanghan, He Shu subconsciously focused all his attention on the person in front of him.
He was keenly aware that this Guanghan was not the Guanghan who had pulled him out of Naihe before, but it was also subtly different from the Guanghan he had always known.
This description seems a bit abstract.
To put it simply, Guanghan is still the same Guanghan, but the other party has changed.
This kind of change will definitely not be noticed by strangers, but for He Shu, who gets along day and night, it can still be recognized at a glance.
"Old Han? Han Bao?"
He Shu hesitated, using this tentative title to verify his guess.
"it's me."
Almost as soon as the voice fell, Guang Han responded to his greeting.
While He Shu breathed a sigh of relief, he had more questions.
What about Guanghan in armor?
He said that he was a part of the real Guanghan, so has Guanghan retrieved that part?
If not, do you want to tell him about those deep and rough backgrounds?
In the past, when opened the history book, even if saw the beacon fires in the sky, it was always separated by a layer. It seemed that it was not tragic enough. It was not until he heard the story told by Guanghan that He Shu realized that those were not tragic enough, just because it was irrelevant. Also because there is no emotion.
Guanghan seemed to see what he was thinking, and before he was finished, he had already given the answer.
"I have all recovered."
"All?" He Shu was even more surprised, "Have you found the Underworld?"
"No need for the soul." Guang Han shook his head, "I had a memory loss before and made a mistake in my judgment."
He Shu: "I saw a person before, exactly like you, wearing ancient armor..."
Guanghan: "That's my lost memory, which has now returned."
In order to curb his greed, he chose to strip off his memory, sink into the Naihe River, and embed the fragments of the divine mirror into He Shu's body.
A few years later, He Shu would come to the underworld by fate, ups and downs in Naihe, and awaken the stripped Guanghan. After years of memory fragments, he has already condensed into an image of spear armor. A past that cannot be let go.
All this is because someone told him that he hoped that he could let go of the past and not be bound by the past.
But he retrieved the memory again, and the origins of the two people, inextricably linked, were also presented one by one.
What a wonderful fate, going round and round and returning to the original point.
It's just that he is not the one he was before.
He Shu, who has forgotten his past, is not the lonely ghost who runs out of oil and burns out at any time.
"Are you alright? Well, actually, I don't think you can remember those memories. The past is long gone, so there is no need to ask for trouble. No wonder you used to emphasize that you are human, but you have been here for a long time. I have a phobia of the underworld. Don’t worry, I won’t despise you. After all, you are my roommate. There are still a bunch of fans in the world waiting for you to go live. It's time to show..."
Guang Han has discovered that as long as He Shu is nervous, he will pretend to be inscrutable without saying a word in front of strangers, and he will continue to talk in chatter mode in front of acquaintances.
He didn't find it annoying, and even felt that these babbles sounded very smoky, a long-lost joy and peace.
But the current situation is not right, and it is not suitable, Guanghan can only stop it.
The way to stop it was that he directly reached out and squeezed the mouth that was speaking.
He Shu, who was squeezed into a duckbill, stared at him, and the sound was automatically silenced.
Guanghan let go with satisfaction.
A little anger appeared on He Shu's face, but he was not really angry.
In order to prevent the other party from making such childish actions again, he simply moved a few steps aside.
The two spoke just now for less than a minute, and the errands still maintained expressions of lingering fear, unable to recover from the noise.
Even the appearance of Guanghan should have shocked them, but not many people paid attention to it.
During this period of time, the ghosts have experienced enough changes, and now unless the Jade Emperor descends to earth, it will be difficult to be surprised again.
"What was that sound just now? Did something happen?"
After all, He Shu is not a person from the underworld, so he doesn't quite understand their imminent enemy.
"That is……"
Sweet Twelve's throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, and his expression was also bitter, which was almost the same as Ku Shisan's bitter melon face.
Thinking of Ku Shisan, He Shu raised his head and looked around.
"Why is Ku Shisan missing?"
"That's the sound of the green seal."
Sweet Twelve didn't seem to hear his second question.
"Ghosts cannot obey the order of the green seal. Judge Zhou must have used this green seal to mobilize the ghosts in the ghost city. The other half of the ghost city that has not yet fallen may also fall into his hands."
"There is also Ye Jing, Ye Jing was snatched by Beihao just now!" Le Shiyi was in a hurry.
"Wait! Where is the mirror, how do you know it was taken away?" Fengfeng also interjected.
"Kamma Mirror is Kushisan! Kushisan is the incarnation of Karma Mirror!" Le Shiyi told the truth.
He Shu and Fengfeng couldn't help but let out a cry.
"The mirror of karma becomes the essence?"
Ku Shisan kept his face drooping all the time, and he hardly spoke a word. Those who had glanced at him didn't want to take a second look at him. He had the strongest sense of presence among the four errants, but he was also the weakest. Yes, who would have thought that Ku Shisan was actually a mirror of karma?
Beihao descended from the sky and made a ruthless speech. Everyone thought he was going to occupy the Fifth Temple, but his goal was Karma from beginning to end.
With Yejing and Qingxi, he can almost walk sideways in the underworld.
"If the green seal falls into his hands, what will happen to the ghost city?" Fengfeng still doesn't quite understand, "Aren't the ghost towns full of ghosts waiting to die? It is said that the inside is the same as the world of the underworld, except that the people who come and go are all ghosts."
Now that he is already a ghost, what else can Judge Zhou do?
Sweet Twelve said solemnly: "Ghosts also have seven emotions and six desires. Think about it, what will happen if your emotions are controlled? That ghost is no longer a ghost, but a walking dead. Judge Zhou wants his own Yin soldiers, Qingxi Once it is covered, the decree has been made, and all ghosts can't help themselves. Even if they are ordered to jump into Naihe, they will only obey. We have to stay far away to survive, but the voice under the green seal just now will still be more or less against us. caused damage."
The more he spoke, the more frightened he became.
The barrier outside the Fifth Temple has been broken. If there are still Yin soldiers coming, they will have no resistance at all.
Even the business mirror has been taken away, and Fifth Temple is now leaderless, with only a few ghosts left.
But He Shu thought of Jiang Siyin and Little Tian.
"What about living people? What will happen to living people in ghost towns? Will they be affected by Qingxi?"
"Living people will not be affected by Qingxi, but when you are surrounded by crazy ghosts, can you survive?"
Sweet Twelve is not optimistic about what happened to He Shu's friend in the ghost town.
Now the ghost town is probably in a mess, maybe the people from the fifth hall will rush over, but in front of Qingxi and Yejing, how long can the master of the tenth hall last?
"Otherwise, let's run! Go to the back five halls to avoid the limelight, there may be some reliance there, and I haven't heard the news of the north attack!" Tian Twelve suggested cautiously.
"It's fine, now that the Fifth Temple can't be defended anymore, and the mirror of karma is gone, leaving the green hills there, so we don't have to worry about running out of firewood!" Xian Shishi responded immediately.
The human heart and the ghost heart have their own thoughts and desires, and this is the case in the world, and it will not change much in the underworld.
In order to save his life, Tian Twelve didn't want to stay here, and it was reasonable.
He was determined to befriend He Shu and the others, and after speaking, he deliberately stopped to wait for He Shu's response.
As a result, He Shu's answer was completely unexpected.
"I want to go to the ghost town to find them."
Sweet Twelve was taken aback, just about to say that you were crazy, when he remembered the scene of He Shu summoning the mirror just now, he swallowed the words abruptly, and forced a smile.
"Mr. He, are you kidding me?"
Before He Shu could speak, Fengfeng had already yelled: "That's right, isn't it a ghost town? I haven't been to any place in Fenghuang! It's Longtan and Tiger's Den, the 18th floor of hell, and I want to go there! What are you afraid of? Who is afraid of whom? It's the grandson!"
Sweet Twelve is about to turn into a bitter face: "Mr. He, it's not that we are timid..."
"I understand." He Shu stopped him, "There is Qingxi in the ghost town. The closer you are, the more affected you will be. We are alive, it doesn't matter..."
Speaking of which, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and couldn't help but glance at Guanghan.
"I am also alive." The latter looked back blankly.
The corners of He Shu's mouth twitched, he looked away, and continued to finish his words: "Sweet Twelve, tell the truth, are the back five halls really indifferent to such a big change? Are they going to sit back and watch the entire underworld fall?"
Tian Twelve smiled bitterly: "Actually, I don't know too well. I only know that before the Beihao took action, the ten halls here were aware of it, and several hall masters also gathered together for a meeting. As for what they said, Our level is too low, we can't get in, and we don't know. Later, when our hall master left, he told us to stay at the Fifth Temple and insisted on holding on. At that time, I thought that the hall masters must have a way , maybe they want to sit back and wait for work, wait for the Beihao to hit it by itself, but now—”
But now even the fifth temple master is gone, the ghost city has fallen, and the last five temples are still silent, maybe the entire army has been wiped out.
The more she talked, the more miserable she felt, she couldn't help crying.
He cried and said, "I don't want to be called Sweet Twelve anymore, I should complain about Twelve, how come my life is so hard! I worked all my life, finally bought a house, paid off my loan, and suffered a heart attack. The people are gone, the house is not enjoyed, and I continue to work hard in the underworld, relying on my qualifications to survive the poor and strange hall, and it can be regarded as a fulfillment of my dream of not being a civil servant in the world, but now this damn north number is coming. , it's all gone again, I won't even be a ghost, will I?!"
He Shu: …
"Let's go." Guang Han said.
He Shu nodded and said to a few eunuchs: "Since your palace master said that you should stay here, then you'd better do it. We will leave first, and there will be a period later."
All the ghosts looked at each other in blank dismay, and Tian Twelve couldn't help but cry.
"Mr. He, there is a passage leading to the world of Qiongqi Palace! The passage has not completely collapsed yet. Although it is confused with chaos, it is a bit dangerous, but you still have time to go back directly, and you don't need to go to the ghost city to take risks!"
He Shu: "There are two friends who came with us. If we leave them, we will feel uneasy going back. Thank you very much. If everything goes well, we will come back to find you."
Fengfeng: "Okay, okay, don't be naughty, hurry up, is it Grandpa's turn to show off his power this time, I'm ready, I'll blow fire and kill them all!"
Tian Twelve stared blankly at He Shu and Guang Han leaving Qiongqi Temple with the little fat bird without looking back, and ran towards the vast darkness where no good or bad luck was known.
"What is the relationship between him and the mirror?"
...
After leaving Qiongqi Palace, the air was as cold as a living person in all directions, and they immediately swarmed over, eager to absorb it.
Fengfeng didn't say anything, and directly sprayed two flames, which instantly stopped those ghost breaths that were about to move.
He Shu put his arms around Guanghan's shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Laohan, I want to go to Jiang Siyin and the others, otherwise my conscience will be hard to bear, and this time I will implicate you again!"
The opponent was a little shorter than himself, and with his arms crossed, Guanghan was squeezed so that his body leaned slightly to the side, which was not a very comfortable posture.
But he didn't get rid of it, instead he slowed down his pace, followed the opponent's footsteps, and tried his best to accommodate himself.
"No regrets."
Only three short words.
What He Shu didn't know was that these three words had been the answer of thousands of years in past and present lives.