Qin Mu's mind was searching for the term "Leaving Soul Syndrome". He really didn't read "Liao Zhai" carefully. At first glance, the word sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

The faceless man sighed: "I thought Zhonghua was smart, but I didn't expect to have such a stupid apprentice. He has such a bad memory and still serves as a shaman, the future is really worrying."

What he said made Qin Mu's face turn red, but he couldn't refute it, so he had to wait for the shameless man's next words.

Fortunately, the faceless man only sighed a few words and started to popularize science for Qin Mu: "The "Liao Zhai" painted by Mr. Pu is indeed a strange book. Most of the book is not made up, but it has its own story.

, as you said, you came here in your sleep, and everything you encounter now is just a dream..."

Qin Mu immediately frowned at the faceless man's statement. Before he could refute, the faceless man said quietly: "It's not a dream either."

"How do you say this?" Qin Mu asked anxiously.

"It's a dream, it's what you think in your heart, and it's the dream that makes you dream back at midnight and drift here. It's not a dream, because what happened here is so real. Do you feel cold when you touch the water of the Styx?"

Someone said: "In "Liao Zhai", there are also people who enter the underworld due to sleep. Some are due to obsessions in their hearts, and some are caused by external forces. I see that you are usually heartless, and it is naturally caused by external forces.

It’s just that the person who asked you to come down made a mistake.”

"What?" Qin Mu asked hurriedly, not caring about what the old guy said, and even analyzed and ridiculed him.

"You brat is a frequent visitor to the underworld. Hahahaha..." It seemed that he had teased Qin Mu. The faceless man was very happy and laughed mercilessly.

"..." Qin Mu touched his nose and was speechless. This old guy liked to ridicule people when he had nothing to do. Originally, he thought highly of him because of his rebuttal theory of "is it a dream or not", but he didn't expect that in the end

Come to this conclusion.

"You have to know that the person who threw you directly into the River Styx must have had ulterior motives. If you were an ordinary soul and fell directly into the bed of the River Styx to become a stone, how could you still be here today? This person has a vicious mind.

, it’s obvious...” The faceless man analyzed things lucidly, but he didn’t notice the increasingly dark look on Qin Mu’s face.

"The first time my master threw me into the underworld, he threw me into the river of Hades..." Qin Mu said weakly.

"Ahem, cough..." The faceless man was caught off guard, causing Qin Mu to choke. He coughed for a long time before he came back to his senses. He paused with his pen and let the raft drift with the current. His eyes were full of disbelief: "He just

Aren’t you afraid that you will perish?”

"I asked, and he said that even if he dies, he still has a way." A trace of annoyance flashed in Qin Mu's eyes: "Do you think it was my master who summoned me here."

"It's possible..." The faceless man then waved his pole: "After all, no matter how weak you are, I'm afraid he is the only one in the world who can separate your soul from your body."

"Why did master call me here?" Qin Mu sat on the raft and looked at the opposite bank in front of him that seemed close but was actually very far away. On the opposite bank was planted a row of flowers and leaves that had not seen each other for thousands of years.

In the wind, the fiery red flowers seemed to be right in front of them, but Qin Mu knew that this was just an illusion. It was too early to say that they were in front of them.

"Then I don't know." The faceless man was silent for a while.

"Then how do I go back?" Qin Mu asked aloud. Accepting the faceless man's surprised look, he added: "Master took me back last time."

"When you get to the other side, look for...ask Uncle Guimen to open the door for you..." The faceless man was stunned for a moment, only feeling that Qin Mu seemed to have regressed in IQ. It seemed that Chonghua's sudden departure cast a big shadow on this kid.

He didn't know how to deal with matters related to Chonghua. After all, this child still had too little training.

"Actually, there is another way. After you have seen or done what your master asked you to do, you can go back. There is another way, which is to hope that a certain Buddha will travel and send you back." The faceless man looked at it.

Qin Mu looked disgraced and tried to come up with ideas.

"Buddha," Qin Mu smiled: "I don't have a Buddha in my heart, so where can I find a Buddha?"

The faceless man was stunned and said: "Then...your Wu Zhu's faith...let the first generation Wu Zhu send you back?"

Qin Mu pulled a row of black threads from his head, "I won't talk to you anymore, you just know nonsense." Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The first generation, by the way, if the first generation saw Qin Mu being so useless, he wouldn't slap him to death.

He was pretty good. After Qin Mu said this, he remained motionless and closed his eyes to rest.

The faceless man touched his nose nonchalantly and held the pole without saying a word. He was speechless for a moment.

After a while, Qin Mu felt the surroundings shaking violently. He opened his eyes and thought it was a prank by the faceless man. Lao Busha often did this kind of thing to scare those timid and "young" ghosts. The so-called "young" ghosts

"Young" are living souls who have not been practicing for a long time or have not even practiced before. Listening to the terrified screams of those souls on the raft, the Faceless Man will always get a kind of satisfaction that is almost perverted.

When Qin Mu opened his eyes, he only felt the shaking of the raft, but did not hear the exclamation of the little beauty in white. He felt strange in his heart. He opened his mouth to speak, but at first sight he saw a faceless man standing not far from him.

, turned around and made a silent gesture to himself.

Qin Mu was puzzled. He saw the raft shaking more and more frequently. He had to hold on to the raft tightly. At the same time, he cursed in his heart that he was so shameless and unkind. What could he do if the raft was shaking so fast?

There is a little girl here. She is too shy to masturbate in front of other people, right?

Thinking of this, I looked around the raft, but there was no trace of the beautiful woman in white. I was shocked. Regardless of the violent shaking of the raft, I leaned out and looked around. I saw only a gray area, but there was no trace of the beautiful woman in white.

Traces of the little beauty?

"What are you looking at? Do you want to die?" A big hand grabbed Qin Mu's neck and brought him in. It was the faceless man. He was about to open his mouth to give a few instructions, but he thought of something again and patted his forehead: "Oh,

By the way, forget you freak, it’s okay if you fall, what do you care about it?”

Three black lines were drawn on Qin Mu's head. This old guy really dared to speak.

Qin Mu looked around. Except for the gray water of the Styx, it was endless. He didn't know where he was driving. There was no sign of the beauty in white. He immediately asked quietly: "Where is the beauty in white? Could it be?"

Let you shake it off and turn it into stone?"

Qin Mu was so angry that the faceless man staggered and almost fell down: "You're a little brat. You slept for so long. I took care of you so you wouldn't be attacked. You slept like a dead pig. When you wake up,
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