Qi Lechuan was stunned for a moment, and grabbed the corner of his clothes with his little hand and couldn't help but use some force.

"The ghost candle you brought back has been destroyed in the underworld once." Tang Kuang said a certain sentence, and he stared at her with deep eyes.

She raised her eyes and dodged a little, "It's not destroyed."

Tang Kuang poured a cup of tea and was very slow, which was a bit inexplicable pressure for her.

He laughed and said, Qi Lechuan was indeed much more mature than his peers, and he was like an adult in his work.

But she still couldn't grasp the details well. She couldn't hide some emotions, and some people might not be able to see them, but in front of these old foxes, she was completely transparent.

Still not enough experience, but she is already changing step by step.

"The flame of the ghost candle is not ignited again after extinguishing once. The candle you get when you come back is green. This kind of fire is commonly called ghost fire, but it is more effective than the flame burning by the ghost candle."

Tang Kuang walked in the Yin and had contact with the ghost messenger in hell. This child still wanted to lie to him?

"I'm going to pick up Qi Jiujiu back." She looked at him firmly.

Tang Kuang is used to speaking and attacking people. Suddenly, a child has such resolute eyes, which reminds him of his self in an instant.

After Tang Wu passed away, he tried to walk on the Yin again and again, and every time he walked to the ferryman, he couldn't hold on.

The ferryman laughed at him for three years, until the fourth year his resolute eyes moved the ferryman and safely sent him to the gate of hell.

At that moment, he realized why the ferryman made things difficult for him for three years, and after passing the gates of hell, something even more terrifying was behind him.

If he hadn't experienced those three years, he wouldn't be sure that he could walk safely from the underworld.

He paused when drinking tea and said in a deep voice, "You can only wait at the junction of the underworld."

Qi Lechuan nodded quickly, turned around and ran to get her equipment, for fear that Tang Kuang would regret it.

"Why are you soft-hearted?" Zhang Qiling came at some point, holding a knife, asking the young man who was drinking tea indifferently.

That little ghost has the ability to save his life and does not need to interfere at all.

Tang Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Maybe it's because he's old."

Zhang Qiling was silent, and after a while, he said, "We shouldn't be soft-hearted to her."

Tang Kuang put down his teacup, his eyes somewhat hesitant.

They were very strange. They clearly loved Qi Lechuan, but everyone was pushing her forward, and even wanted to pull out the seedlings and encourage them to grow.

The same is true for the young man around her. It is impossible to protect her and solve the problem for her.

The same was true for the ghost guest sent that night. The young man sat at the counter and didn't move, letting her make trouble.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, in the deep alley west of Panjiayuan, Tang Kuang inserted four incense sticks on the ground, opening the road to hell.

Zhang Qiling held the ghost candle in his left hand and walked in with his right hand.

Tang Kuang stood in the alley waiting for them.

The surroundings are dark and there is no light.

"Brother, are you scared?" she asked.

Zhang Qiling wore a hat and his hair covered his eyes. He replied lightly, "No."

"Why aren't you afraid?"

This is the first time she has asked such a question.

Yes, this is the road to hell, and people will be afraid of it, so why isn’t he afraid?

It seemed that after a long time, Qi Lechuan thought he would not answer again.

In the quiet and dark environment, his voice was steady and calm.

"Because there is nothing in this world that scares me, so are ghosts and gods."

Her eyes moved slightly. As a person who had died in her previous life, her heart was never so cold when she faced the world.

After walking for a long time, he saw the ferryman stopping on the shore from afar. He threw half a piece of pork into the river. In an instant, things at the bottom of the river surged out and began to fight.

The ferryman chuckled, "Survival of the fittest."

The bottom of the river is full of water ghosts, and some people have not eaten food for a hundred years, so they fight for this piece of pork.

The ferryman was happy to watch it, and he liked to see this when he was bored.

He watched the child come again, narrowed his eyes and said, "It is easy for the Yin Qi to enter the body so diligently, which will reduce life span."

Qi Lechuan bowed to him.

The ferryman looked at her with a weird look, "Little brat, why are you doing so polite?"

She heard Tang Kuang tell some stories about ferrymen, and that she was the first time she was walking in the dark yesterday, and he was helping her cross the river.

"I didn't thank you for your help when I left in a hurry last time, so I naturally have to thank you in person this time." She said.

The ferryman waved his hand and said it didn't matter.

I just admire her insight. He secretly dealt with the water ghosts who wanted to climb onto the boat. In fact, he could ignore the water ghosts and let them eat her.

But he didn't. At that time, there was no use of the talisman paper she pinched in her hand.

"I won't cross the river this time, I'll wait for someone here." She looked across the river.

Tang Kuang instructed that he would not cross the river and could only wait here.

The ferryman nodded slightly and looked at the young man beside her, as if he felt a little cold in his breath, so he took a few more glances.

"Since you left, it has been a little uneasy. I heard from the water ghosts in the river that the Ten Palaces of Hell have taken action against the Ghost King." The ferryman said gossip.

The water ghost in the water also showed off his white heads that were soaked in water. It was natural to interpret gossip.

"What, old man, the Ten Palaces of Hell can't stand the Ghost King for a long time. I had done it once a few hundred years ago. I was able to successfully plot against the Ghost King behind my back. If they faced it, they might be able to fight the Ghost King together."

"What do you mean by the Ten Palaces of Hell together? Isn't it just a group fight?"

"The Ghost King is not suffering a great loss."

At this time, a larger water ghost emerged, and even the ferryman nodded and said hello to him.

This water ghost has been here for thousands of years and knows more than them.

He said, "Since the Ghost King has come to these eighteen levels of hell, he does not participate in major matters or interferes with minor matters, but his status is higher than that of the Ten Palaces of Yama. Who is not jealous? I heard that the Hades will invite him every few hundred years. That is the Hades, who is the Hades, who is brother and brother to the Ghost King."

He might have remembered something, and looked admiring, and asked, "Have you seen the Ghost King take action?"

The water ghosts shook their heads.

He spoke mysteriously, "I have seen it, and I use Taoism."

"What?! How can the Ghost King use Taoism as a ghost?"

"How is that possible?"

"I didn't expect that the Ghost King was also a fellow Taoist!"

Qi Lechuan recalled that the little ghost knew King Wen’s sixty-four hexagrams as he knew, and he looked like the one who was said by the water ghost.

Zhang Qiling also had a deep understanding that the little devil always wanted to calculate his fate.

"Dong..." A loud noise rang across the river.

The water ghosts swam to the other side, chasing them to get first-hand information.

Qi Lechuan felt nervous. Ten people against one person, does Qi Jiujiu really have a chance of winning?

Zhang Qiling comforted her little head, "Believe him."

She nodded, staring at the other side. In fact, she could not see anything, only a piece of darkness.

The fastest water ghost who swam came over to send gossip, looking very excited.
Chapter completed!