Su Caicai was still wearing the emerald green clothes yesterday.

But Mingming, the clothes were torn to pieces by the three strong men yesterday.

She stretched out her finger and poked the boss's hand on the abacus. She muttered in her heart, not knowing whether she could touch the undead now. Su Caicai originally thought that her hand might pass through the boss's body like an illusion like yesterday.

But at this moment, she actually touched the boss's hand.

The boss lady was stunned and looked at Su Caicai's wolf claws: "What's the point of this girl?"

Su Caicai suddenly retracted her hand, pulled Gong Jiu's sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Isn't this boss lady undead?"

Gong Jiu narrowed his eyes: "It's right that the smell is corpse gas. What we saw last night should be just the image, the phantom of the ghost, so the hands can penetrate their bodies. The boss lady is the body of the undead, has an independent personality, and can talk and think with outsiders."

Su Caicai nodded in a vague way and asked the boss lady: "Shopkeeper, I came to this inn yesterday. Do you have any impression?"

The boss's wife chuckled and said, "Miss, you are joking. I don't have other skills. Just this person's ability is good. Today, it is obviously your first time to come to the Inn. How can you say that you came yesterday?"

Su Caicai was silent and said to Gong Jiu: "Master, it seems that only the two of us have the memories of yesterday."

Suddenly I heard a noise outside the inn, and the sound was a little familiar.

"Brother, weren't we dead yesterday? Why did we reappear at the city gate again today?"

"Did I dream yesterday? It's not like... I feel cold on my spine when I think about it now..."

"This Qingcheng is a bit weird. I knew I wouldn't stay here yesterday. No matter how hard I pushed the city gate, I couldn't open it..."

"First find someone in Qingcheng to ask how to get out... Even if you pass by, don't come to such a ghost position."

The three of them stopped abruptly, stood outside the inn, staring at Su Caicai and Gong Jiu in the inn with wide eyes, their faces pale.

One of the strong men shivered with legs and said in horror: "Old, boss, isn't this the person last night?"

Su Caicai remembered what happened last night. The strong man was naked and spread her legs apart, with a foul smell in his mouth.

His body shrank for a moment, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he grabbed Gong Jiu's sleeve with some fear.

Gong Jiu felt Su Caicai's trembling, soothed her in her arms, stared at the three strong men, curled her lips and sneered: "Is it because all this city has returned to the origin? Tsk tsk, seeing you three, my fingers began to itch again."

The three of them were so scared that they were trembling all over. After hearing Gong Jiu's sarcastic voice, they became more and more sure that what happened yesterday was not a dream, so they ran away quickly. Gong Jiu snorted coldly, flipped his right hand, condensed a blood bead from his fingertips, threw it into the air, and hit the blood beads into three drops, raised his hand to shoot it on the three running strong men, but saw the three men paused, their whole body turned black, and turned into sand again.

The proprietress screamed: "I've killed someone..."

The few guests in the inn were so scared that they scattered the birds and beasts, and disappeared in an instant.

Gong Jiu knocked on the table, with a warm smile on the corner of his lips, cold and delicate, and beautiful, and beautiful. He looked at the proprietress sarcastically: "If you don't want to die like them, just answer my question honestly."

The boss's wife was so scared that she shivered and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes."

Gong Jiu narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, and his phoenix eyes fluttered: "Is it the Jinchen Dynasty now? Pei Xiang Pei Yan controls the government?"

The boss's wife nodded quickly: "It's indeed Pei Xiang, it's Pei Xiang."

"What's going on with the plague in Qingcheng? Why didn't the imperial doctor come to treat it?" Gong Jiu asked.

"The City Lord reported to the court three days ago. Qingcheng is only one day away from the Emperor. I think it should be that the court will send people down today and tomorrow." The boss's wife replied in a trembling voice.

"Why can't this city gate be opened?"

"The city lord said yesterday that in order to prevent the spread of the epidemic, the city gate was sealed, and all the seriously ill patients were moved from their homes to the aid home. The doctor in the city prescribed medicine and administered to the patients, but the effect was not very obvious, so he still had to wait for the Imperial Hospital doctor sent by the Imperial City to save his life."

Gong Jiu frowned and asked again: "Has something strange happened in the city these days? Or a strange person?"

The boss lady thought for a while and said, "No, our city is famous for being self-abiding. We don't close our doors at night and don't pick up the remains. No major happening."

Gong Jiu subconsciously touched Su Caicai's furry head in her arms: "That's strange..."

That night, the fire started to burn again.

The mists are everywhere.

"It's time to leave, everyone run away quickly... It's time to leave, run away quickly..."

"Let us out, we're going out..."

"When I left the water, why didn't I let us out? Why didn't I let us out? Open the door!"

Exactly the same scene, exactly the same words.

The man in black at the city gate shot out the rocket with a bent bow in his hand. Many of the people who fled were burning when they got caught in Mars.

Houses, towers, teahouses and taverns collapsed into a sea of ​​fire, with raging fire and thick smoke rolling.

Gong Jiu led Su Caicai to the center of the city: "Go over there and take a look..."

Passing by the willow bridge I passed yesterday.

The desperate people are full of confusion and fear about tomorrow, gather together and draw warmth from each other.

"Didn't Your Majesty say that you would send an imperial physician to Qingcheng to provide disaster relief and elimination? Why didn't you wait for the imperial physician, but you waited for these men in black to set fire to the city and murder us? Is this what Your Majesty meant or what Pei Xiang meant?"

"What about tomorrow? What should I do tomorrow? Will the men in black come to the city to massacre us tomorrow?"

Su Caicai frowned: "Why is it exactly the same as yesterday?"

"I guess that this dead city should be free during the day, and at night it will repeat itself according to the history of a hundred years ago, recording the day when Qingcheng was burned..." Gong Jiu frowned, "But why the day repeated it, I still can't find a clue..."

Su Caicai looked at the people who were confused and shocked by the Liuqiao who had no hope for tomorrow's arrival and could not help but say, "It's too pitiful to let them live on the day they fear the most in their lives. Repeat the despair of that day."

Gong Jiu was stunned: "The next day, they will forget tonight and return to the origin."

Su Caicai frowned and said to herself: "Even if time will forget the past, at this moment, they are really desperate. After repeated despair for hundreds of years, even if the memory disappears, they will still feel more or less afraid and confused in their subconscious."

Gong Jiu looked at Su Caicai without saying a word, her phoenix eyes were as dark as ink, and she was so charming and charming, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The sun always rises at the darkest moment.

The dawn passed by, kissing the ruins after the fire was burned out inch by inch.

The fluorescent light shines, the long shadow condenses in autumn, and Qingcheng returns to a beautiful and peaceful appearance during the day.

In front of you, Su Caicai and Gong Jiu were sent to the city gate again, and in front of you was the market leader of the market.

Three people suddenly flashed next to him, and they were the three strong men who wanted to force the day before yesterday.

They were holding their heads dizzyly when they suddenly saw Gong Jiu, as if they saw a ghost, widened their eyes and their legs were trembling.

Gong Jiu snorted, and curled bleeding beads in a familiar way, hitting the three of them.

The three of them turned into black sand again and fell sparsely to the ground, with wrinkled clothes under the fish.

I didn't even have time to say anything about helping me.

Su Caicai's mouth twitched: "Master, if you kill them now, they will definitely be resurrected tomorrow. Why waste your energy and useless work?"

Gong Jiu hugged Su Caicai, touched her head, and said softly: "Su'er, don't be afraid."

Su Caicai suddenly felt sore when she didn't know why.

Blinked and covered up the past.

The two were wandering around the city. Su Caicai looked at the dead souls on the street who were no different from mortals and suddenly thought: "Master, since these mortals are constantly burning Qingcheng, then what about the gods or monsters on that day, are they still there?"

"I can't feel the breath of any gods or monsters, but last night I saw that the moon was big and red, and it was clearly a heavy monster hidden."

Su Caicai frowned and looked at the people on the street blankly.

They clearly do what mortals do every day, and even think they are mortals, but why are they ghosts?

A flash of light suddenly flashed in my head.

Su Caicai grabbed Gong Jiu's sleeve and asked, "Master, mortals go to the temple to burn incense and burn incense, so what about ghosts? What about ghosts? What is the incense that ghosts worship?"

Gong Jiu was stunned when he heard this, and his expression was correct: "Let's go to the temple to take a look."

The temples in Qingcheng seem to have a long history, and the plaques and beams have traces of renovated renovation, with antique colors and full of Buddha spirit.

The temple worships Sakyamuni Buddha, Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

Gong Jiu looked at a bright lamp on the long table and sneered: "The inside and outside of Qingcheng are full of corpse energy, and your aura is integrated with Qingcheng to support the undead in the entire Qingcheng. He actually hid under the nose of my palace. He is so capable..."

Su Caicai asked: "All this is caused by this eternal lamp? Is he a god?"

Gong Jiu sneered: "He is a fallen god, a god who is willing to fall."

Gong Jiu picked up the eternal light on the Chang's desk, shook it, and snorted coldly: "Don't come out yet? Be careful that I will turn off this eternal light. Let's see how you harm the people again?"

A boy in black suddenly emerged from the lamp, snatched the lamp from Gong Jiu's hand, and said viciously: "I just want to harm them, can you control it? This city is now listening to me. Do you dare to talk to me like this? Are you impatient to live?"

The fierce little boy in front of him looked only one or two years old, with a black flame mark on his forehead.

The little face is white and the lips are black, and the others look very ordinary.

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