After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn - Chapter 154

“It’s just that you come too late and you can’t get a room. If you don’t want to live in the inn, you can only work hard to make money and collect high prices from other ghosts.”

When Huaibo heard this, his head was big, and he wanted to buy a house even if he was a ghost?

The farmer smiled: “If someone in your family burns a paper house for you, don’t worry, it’s just that we people, who have been dead for so long, will anyone remember it?” He pointed to the high-rise building in the center of the island, full of paintings and carvings. The face said enviously: “That person, not long after he came to our place, the body was found. His family burned a lot of things for him, and two beautiful maids were burned the other day.”

Ghosts are better than ghosts, so angry!

Huaibo was curious and asked, “His body has been in the soil, isn’t it possible to reincarnate? Why should he stay here?”

The farmer said: “He said, the old ghosts on the island are all ghosts, and they speak nicely, just like home. He likes it so much.” The old ghost spread his hands and said, “Isn’t this foolish? He is so rich,” Who won’t coax him?”

“Oh, now there are more and more ghosts on the island, and I have long been unable to live. I can have a house alone. Thanks to the early arrival, I also heard that the ghosts on the sea are floating here, thinking Go live in.”

The farmer was frowning, “For so many years, tens of thousands of people have died at sea. Tell me, where can I live, the island owner wants to expand the place, but the movement is a little bit larger, and it attracts the attention of a group of monsters. When we were alive , They are all good people who abide by the law and discipline, how dare to fight against the demon?”

Huaibo sighed: “It’s hard to be a human, but it’s not easy to be a ghost.”

The farmer nodded and said yes, “Don’t look at it now. Waiting to see on the street at night, the ghosts are crowded with ghosts. We don’t eat or drink and don’t need a place to live, but this is too…” He frowned, “It’s too crowded. .”

Huaibo said in his heart, it seems that population expansion is a big problem everywhere.

The farmers complained, fearing that they would retreat after hearing this, and then talked about all the good things on the island, boasting that the island’s lord is supernatural and his wife is virtuous and virtuous.

He danced with hands and feet and happily introduced the various ghosts on the island. Most of these ghosts are fishermen going to the sea, merchants traveling north and south, and soldiers fighting at sea. The most literate person on the island is an exiled civil servant.

“Official!” the farmer said exaggeratedly, widening his eyes.

He hasn’t read any books, but his words are full of fun.

Even Peiyu curled his lower lip slightly, his eyebrows stretched out, and a very shallow smile appeared. Her eyes were clean, and when she laughed, they were full of light, and she burst out with a look that made Huaibo startled.

Huaibo remembered that a few hundred years ago, the woman was completely unrecognizable and completely dressed, but when she smiled, her eyes would show a very moving light.

So similar to the girl in front of me.

The farmer said: “Tonight the island owner will entertain guests in that tall building. I don’t know what kind of distinguished guest is here this time.”

Huaibo smiled and said, “I know.”

The farmer’s eyes were round and round, “Do you know that?”

Huai Boyang raised the hand held by Yang and Peiyu, “It’s us.”

The farmer only regarded her as a joke, laughed loudly, and joked: “You really can talk nonsense!”

After nightfall, the only tall building on the island is brightly lit. In the courtyard, the dancers have long sleeves folded and their sleeves fluttered.

Mingying looked down, and the grape wine was as red as blood in the luminous glass.

Yingqiu smiled and said, “This is the fairy brew we bought from the East China Sea. The monks can also eat it.”

Mingying took a look, didn’t hold the cup, and pulled Zhao Jianyi’s sleeve, beckoning him not to drink, after all, who knows whether he can eat the things in the ghost cave?

Yingqiu kept watching them silently, frowning her good-looking eyebrows, feeling that the Huaibai in front of her was not very similar to the benefactor she remembered.

Although there is only one side, Huaibo’s demeanor has already been engraved in her heart, and she will never forget it.

She will never forget that day.

Tsing Yi flutters in the hunting wind. The peerless swordsman stood in the wind, his gentle eyebrows were instantly covered with frost and snow, and countless jagged sword auras emerged behind him.

With the power of one person, she contends with the sky for two lonely ghosts.

Why does the sword move? Scream for injustice.

When Yingqiu was young, he lived with a group of evil beggars in the dilapidated temple. At night, stars would spill from the holes in the roof and shine on the solemn face of the idol.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, was very kind, and universally sentient beings.

And there is no need to say that the rest of her life has been rough. After transforming the ghost, in the sword air of vertical and horizontal, the woman in Tsing Yi stretched out her hand and said: “God does not save you, I will save you.”

At that moment, Yingqiu seemed to see the idol from her childhood come to life, and took her hand to pull her out of the hardships of this life.

The swordsman has sharp eyes and a cold complexion, but he is more merciful and loves the world more than the legendary gods and Buddhas.

Yingqiu held up the wine and offered a glass to Zhao Jian, “Xianchang, your great kindness, I and Ziyan will never forget it in our lifetime.”

Zhao Jian smiled and said, “It’s a matter of raising your hand.”

Yingqiu and Xia Ziyan were sitting at the same table, holding their hands tightly, and they smiled at each other.

Xia Ziyan said: “It’s hard work for you, but it’s a life-saving grace for us.”

Zhao Jianyi smiled faintly, his surface was as stable as an old cypress, and his heart was too flustered.

Mingying felt his restlessness and gave him a hard pinch on his thigh.

“hiss……”

“Xianchang, what’s the matter?” Yingqiu asked.

Zhao Jianyi smiled reluctantly: “Nothing.”

Xia Ziyan said: “Presumably the immortal long must be a little tired, let that troupe come up.”

Zhao Jianyi was surprised: “Do you still have a theater troupe?”

Xia Ziyan smiled and nodded, “Many years ago, a ship that went to Beijing to sing operas sank in the sea. The island is not as prosperous as the world. They sing and sing operas here also add anger.”

Zhao Jian thought to himself, the group of people who are too cold should be angry?

Xia Ziyan seemed to understand what he was thinking, and said with a smile: “We have lived before, and there is no difference from the world.”

The sound of singing, babbling soft words, heard Zhao Jianyi’s heart trembling, and started to shoot together.

Mingying stayed unmoved, knocked on the side, and asked about the ghost island. After finalizing the access to the outside world, she opened her fan and looked at Yingqiu with a smile, as if they were not two ghosts, but Two piles of spiritual stones.

With the benefactor on his side, Yingqiu naturally did not respond to her words.

Mingying shook her fan, her smile brightened.

Yingqiu was a little puzzled: “I heard that Yibao Pavilion is rich in the world, and the world’s spirit mines are 80% of the world. There is no special thing on our island, and we can’t earn many spirit stones when sold to the world. Why does the young master take the risk himself?”

Mingying closed the fan, “You don’t understand, as businessmen, you have to constantly expand business opportunities and be prepared for danger in times of peace, so that your business can last long.”

Yingqiu used to trade in the world, and she nodded in agreement, “The young master is right, not only to trade, but also to be prepared for danger in times of peace. If I understood this back then, miss this would not…” Her eyes were red, her voice was red. Condensed choking. Xia Ziyan held her hand and comforted her softly.

After a long while, Yingqiu stopped crying, raised her head and smiled forcibly at them: “Let the two of you laughed.”

Mingying shook his head: “It’s okay. I gave up archery back then and entered the Taoist way with business. How many people accused me of destroying my own way, and only the master was on my side. Over the years, my cultivation level has been more diligent than before. . In short, I make money from my heart!”

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When Huaibo and Peiyu saw that the night was dark and the tall buildings were shining in the distance, they guessed that Mingying and the others were there, so they said goodbye to the farmers and got up to recount the past.

Farmers only thought they would go shopping on the street, and said with a smile: “This is a bit cloudy, there are some terrible things in the red mist outside the island, don’t be scared.”

After Huaibo thanked him, he pulled Peiyu and did not go directly to the tall buildings.

“Master, where are we going?”

Huaibo said: “Blood fog.”

Peiyu’s heart was beating uncomfortably, her hands and feet were cold, and Mu Mu followed her.

Huaibo asked: “Why are your hands so cold? Oh, I don’t worry about growing up so big.” She took off the Cuiyu cloak and put it on the girl, just like many years ago, when the blood mist first saw it.

Beyond the ghost island, the blood mist surged. The farmer is right, there is indeed something terrifying in the fog.

Wandering for thousands of years, there are also many lone ghosts who lost their minds and were attracted by the blood fog, but they could not enter the island and could only wander in the fog.

They were unaware and could only float in a terrifying and terrifying appearance after death, some fell into the water, struggled in vain, and repeated the despair before death.

Huaibo stood on the dark water, Cui Yu shook lightly, a layer of light fainted on his body.

She looked at the water and whispered: “I never thought that blood fog could also be used to save people.”

Pei Yu looked at her quietly, without speaking.

Several ghosts were struggling on the water.

Huaibo walked up to them, bent down, and stretched out his hand. A pair of soft and white hands, when swinging the sword, the world is unparalleled, when the sword is not in the hand, it looks so weak and weak.

Looking at that hand, the water ghosts did not stretch out their hands to grasp the vitality like drowning people.

They raised their heads and looked at Huaibo and Peiyu. There was a look of confusion in their chaotic eyes, as if they didn’t understand how two people who should have been standing in the sky came to such a place.

After a while, Waiber’s hand was still stretched there, and they also stretched out their pale and swollen hand very carefully, shook it, and then was pulled up.

After being pulled up, these ghosts still stood there in a daze, suddenly seeming to understand something, and after a bow to Huaibo, they turned and floated into the blood mist.

Huaibo watched them walk away, the Cuiyu around his waist was gently swinging, and the cyan coat floated gently.

After Yuan Ying, her aura was more refined and softer, and it surged in this sea area, and the dim night and dark blood mist spread extremely soft light in an instant, like stars spilling in.

Peiyu looked at her, like a bright moon in the nine heavens, indelible stars.

Huaibo said softly: “I seem to have never told you before. I once encountered a **** fog in which countless people were buried in it. I thought it was the most evil in the world, but I didn’t expect it to be used. Do good and sprinkle the light on the world.” She turned around and looked at Peiyu quietly, as if she wanted to wait for her answer.

Peiyu thought for a while, and said, “No matter how fierce the blood mist is, it is just a weapon. It depends on how the person holding it uses it.”