The child's words made all the ghosts around him quiet. At this moment, they did not make any noise. All the indigenous ghosts looked at the young man like they had seen a ghost, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"No." The elder was still the only person who was grateful and said impatiently: "Young man, you have to figure out that this faceless man is our ferryman of the Styx. The reason why he is a ferryman is because he is not afraid of the water of the Styx. Once we are exposed to the water of the Styx, we will turn into stones under the Styx. Young man, it took us half a year before an indigenous ghost man appeared on the altar. Now the level of the ghost energy in the underworld is far less than before... Young man, I just want you to think about it, why don't you change it again?"

The faceless man was silent and didn't say anything. His face was smooth like a peeled egg, and his expression was not visible, but Aoki's face on the altar was calm, no matter what the elder said.

"No need to change." Aoki's voice was indifferent. He chose the faceless man for no reason. He didn't know why. When he saw this faceless man, he felt particularly friendly. This was also the reason why he made up his mind to follow the faceless man in front of him.

The elder didn't say anything more. Everyone has their lives, and ghosts have their lives. The child's eyes told him that no matter what he said, the other party would not change his decision.

He handed the child a piece of the most ordinary clothes in the ghost world. Although ghosts can change their clothes at will, they are just illusions. Apart from being good-looking, they have no practical use. Ghosts still need clothes. Clothes of high-quality materials can provide themselves with strong defense. Of course, faceless people are at the level of rich people in their circle, and these things will naturally be taught by faceless people.

But as an elder, he has the right to give some help to the young ghost people, and the rest of the way depends on himself.

Aoki took the simple cloth robes from the elder and quickly put them on him. He followed the faceless man and left the altar directly.

"It's gone, it's all gone." The elder looked at Aoki's figure with a little melancholy. He could see that this child had certain abilities and stories, because there were few ghosts who just came out of the altar who knew how to dress and eat. This child must be the reincarnation of a certain character and was destined to be extraordinary.

"Elder, that's it all?" Thousands of ghosts were stunned. They thought there would be a competition, and they were also hoping to see a fight between several indigenous ghosts. As a result, the child would go with whoever he said he would, and the elder did not stop him.

The elder looked at the person who was talking angrily, sighed and said, "What else can you do? Go and argue with the faceless man and take the child back. A newborn ghost citizen actually followed the faceless man. I feel uncomfortable, are you going to ask?"

The voice of the ghost man suddenly disappeared.

Who doesn’t know that the faceless man has a bad temper and is going to get into this bad luck? Besides, although the faceless man is just a ferryman, he has been ferrying for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if he doesn’t practice, the ghost energy he naturally lays the foundation every day is enough for others to drink. They have never seen the faceless man take action, but it does not mean that the faceless man is easy to bully.

Besides, in the entire underworld, there is only the faceless person who is not afraid of the water of the Styx. If he makes him unhappy, he will go to the Styx to get some water and destroy you in minutes. The speaking ghosts will protest verbally. If they really rob, they will not be able to do so.

There are fewer and fewer indigenous ghosts, but there is no way to fight for the ghosts that appear in a year and a half.

Just a little regretful.

The indigenous ghosts who finally appeared were so angry that the elder stamped his feet. Looking at Aoki's back, he was already looking at a stinky and hard stone. This man's temper was comparable to that of a stone, and it might really turn into a stone of the Styx in a short while.

And in the real world, because of the appearance of Chiyou's remnant soul, the sky began to be shrouded in thick dark clouds.

Perhaps it was because London was originally a rainy city, and after Chiyou's remnant soul was sealed again, it rained heavily for a whole week.

The rainy city is originally depressing, and Qin Mu is even more touching.

Qin Mu has lost his life since that time.

Judging from the hospital's diagnosis, Qin Mu is already dead.

However, judging from Honglian, Qin Mu cannot die and should not die.

She dragged Qin Mu's body in the hotel and refused to leave. She said that one day, Qin Mu would wake up.

Everyone is not allowed to return to China, no news is allowed, and funerals are not allowed.

"Sister, let's go back to China. The fallen leaves return to their roots, and the same goes for Qin Mu." The sky, which had already cried and swollen eyes, said carefully. Honglian was in a state of uncertainty. She had been in such a state for several days. Sometimes she laughed and sometimes was silent, as if she had lost something. Gou Chen didn't know how to persuade her. In recent days, everyone was shrouded in sadness and didn't say anything, but was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so she was scolded by Sister Honglian.

It's okay for her to curse, Hua Wuyue could tell that Honglian wanted to cry, but with the personality of Honglian, how could she really cry out loud? She kept enduring it. After all, she cursed it was a kind of release.

"Get out." Honglian said without looking back after hearing the words of Tiankong.

The sky was depressed, maybe because I was really suffocated these days, so I protested directly: "There is no way, give up."

"Are you a spirit of the servant? How could you say such words?" Honglian turned her head and looked at the sky in disbelief: "You watched Qin Mu grow up, he is like his own child. Do you have the heart to let your child leave you like this? Isn't your spiritual world resurrected? And you, aren't you Hei Wuchang? Can't you even get a little soul?"

Black Pearl was innocently caught in the gun, and she said with some confusion: "I...I asked Uncle Bai, Qin Mu's soul had not reported to the underworld at all, and have they reached a conclusion? Qin Mu still has a part of his soul, and his soul is damaged, otherwise how could he not even have the road to resurrection?"

"I don't believe it." Honglian sneered and said directly.

"Actually... I want to say it," Just when the atmosphere was stalemate, a sound appeared between the nine tripods placed in the room. Then the spirit of the Soul-Devouring Cauldron emerged from the big tripod, and said with a smile: "Isn't the Life and Death Cauldron's original treasure passed down from the Qin family? Didn't the Qin family say that everyone in the Qin family had two lives?"

Honglian's eyes lit up, and she looked at the big cauldrons as if she had seen hope.
Chapter completed!