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It’s more surprising to see the ghosts in the air. These ghosts are collective amnesia, or do the people who are doing it move too fast, so that they don’t even have time to react, they are already dead?
When he asked me carefully, he realized that they not only forgot how they died, but even forgot what they had before their lives, even their names could not be remembered, so they could only break each other, open ghosts, etc. The name is called.
The brows of the brows are deeper, and the number of ghosts is obviously being slaughtered. The strange thing is that he didn't notice any law in the city. They didn't encounter any obstacles when they came in. Why would they be imprisoned here?
He looked up and looked at the gates that were close at hand. "You don't have any restraints on your body. Why can't you go out?"
"That is because..." He thought that he didn't believe it, he broke his head, but he didn't know how to explain it. He seemed to think about what he said. "On the fairy, you can understand it once."
The ghosts also nodded, talking about a large number of ghosts, like a ghost at night, swarming in the direction of the city gate. Seeing that it was going to drift out of the city, suddenly the ghosts flashed, and the original savage group of ghosts brushed out less than half, and disappeared directly.
The next moment teleport usually reappears in the center of the main street, without exception.
"Shen on, that's it." The ghosts looked at each other and began to speak.
"It's not that we don't want to go, but no matter how floating, we will eventually return here."
"Yes, we can't go out at all."
"Sin, we also want to reincarnate."
"Senior mana is strong, save us."
Awkwardly surprised, this is... transmission array?
No, there is no spiritual fluctuation in the gate of the city, and there is no breath of the formation.
"Master..." He turned his head and asked to look at the side of the fire.
Shen Yingying bit his mouth and replied, "A certain closed space?"
Closed space?
When I was clear, I suddenly thought of something. "Master's meaning, this place is like a secret, isolated from the world."
"more or less."
It’s no wonder that those ghosts will not go out. This city has completely isolated it from this small world. It is a world, and the city gate is the boundary. Unless they have the ability to break through, otherwise only Will be passed back. And according to them, it seems that only for ghosts, others are invalid.
and many more!
He suddenly thought of something, turned and looked at a dozen meters away, a ghost that was hiding far away, holding the pillars shivering. The corner of the mouth was pumped, and a thick layer of cold was covered in an instant.
"You go out and try!" He pointed to the gates not far away.
"Ah...ahh?" Suddenly, Song Ren, who was named, stayed in the face of a scary evil spirit. He looked at him in unison, and the whole body seemed to be a wave One wave, "What? What?"
He obviously did not respond, and Qing Qing directly pinched a law, only to hear a bang, and a magic sword fell in front of Song Ren, three points into the ground, Jianfeng sensational cold.Song Ren was shocked, and the conditioned reflex left the pillar and escaped the sword. The Qing dynasty did not stop, and the sword that turned the spirit into a sword, screamed in the direction of his direction.
what! ! ! ! ! !
He screamed and turned and went to the direction of the city gate, and was forced to rush out of the city gate by the sword.
Poke you a little!
(╰_╯)#
"Out...going out!" The people dared to widen their eyes.
really!
In the clearing of the hand, the law was turned, chasing Song Ren’s sword, and turned in the direction of his front. Taking a coward outside the city, and using the same method, all the way back, this stopped.
The border in this city alone does not work for Song Ren. No wonder he can rush to the fairy world.
Song Ren had already scared the body into a marshmallow, and the ball rolled back to the two people. As soon as he looked up, he saw the group of unrecognizable ghosts and shook. The subconscious mind drifted toward a certain teacher and apprentice. This time, I dared not find it, and I had to stretch my claws to pull Shen Ying.
But before he could reach him, Qing Qing was as early as he could, and stared at him with a look ten times colder than before.
Xiao Yan! What else do you want to do!
(艹皿艹)
Yan Qing went straight to the side and inserted it into the middle of a person and a ghost. He smashed Song Ren and applied a slap to make his soul more solid. This is to look at the ghosts. "Can someone recognize him? He used to be a man in this city."
The ghosts squinted and looked at the scared face of Song Ren, who had already begun to turn green. He shook his head in a half.
"I haven't seen it, I may know it before I was born, but we don't remember it."
"Sin, is he also dead in this city? Not at all."
"Yeah, he is much worse than us. I haven't hanged a ghost to scare people."
"Yeah, at first glance, it is the kind of ghost that is not doing business."
"..."
The face was darker and it seemed that I couldn’t ask anything. I originally wanted to ask this Song Ren’s cause of death. I checked why he gave birth to so much grievances. I didn’t expect that the whole Qinghe County would not be said to be a ghost, but also lost memory.
"Master, how do you deal with these ghosts?" Min Qing looked at Shen Ying with some hesitation.
"Ah?" He was smashing his hand and licking his head. "What do you think?"
"This place is too strange
. His face was heavy. "So many ghosts can't be locked here forever. I want to put them directly into the Forgotten River and send them to the underworld." "The little dwarf is not here. They can only send them to the underworld through the Forgotten River."
"Okay." Didn't pick up the fruit from the kitchen storage bag, only picked up the frosting of the pastry, nodded without any opinion, and did not listen anyway.
The cook turned and looked at the ghosts, his hands were printed, and a huge array of moments appeared at the foot of the whole ghost town. The ghosts only felt that the yin of the whole body had dispersed in an instant, and even the horrible body of the soul began to gradually return to the original appearance, no longer like the previous fierce. A force that is as soft as water envelops them.In the next moment, all the ghosts turned into blue smoke, and they floated up. When they saw it, they disappeared into the formation. Then they were flashed. A large number of ghosts once again returned to the middle of the main street, and connected with the footsteps of the Qing Dynasty. The array method is also broken.
Huh?
I was shocked and looked at my hand with some incredulity. what happened? Why can't these ghosts be sent out? Even if it is isolated, it is not like the outside world, it is disconnected from the plane, there is no reason not to forget the river, unless...
He sank at the bottom of his heart, squatting down on his palm and feeling for a moment on the ground. He was shocked and turned his head and looked at Shen Yingdao. "Master, there is no forgetting the river!"
"Oh." Shen Ying licked his head and suddenly pointed his finger at the top. "Maybe on it."
What?
He looked up at the gloomy sky, and subconsciously opened the assistant's authority to see it. He saw half of the sky, a golden river running through the ghost town...
Forget the river... in the sky!
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