The look on the couple's face betrayed them. Chen Xiaoqiu was right.

And what Chen Xiaoqiu said is also very easy to understand.

Ye Qing had done something similar, and the great wizard who had transformed into a demon had also done something similar.

Erasing some proof of one's existence in the world will give one's soul some kind of privilege. It's kind of like the old saying: "Jumping out of the Three Realms is not in the Five Elements." ”

These ghosts who have escaped from the underworld are planning to do this.

When they succeed, it may be the real moment when the demons are dancing.

I think it's dangerous, Wu Ling and the others also have serious expressions, they should have the same thoughts as me.

That couple didn't have that deep city. It could be that the other ghosts said something to them that gave them a sense of secrecy. The secret is debunked, and they are overwhelmed.

"Can you meet your leader?" Wu Ling asked.

The two couples looked at each other, unable to make a decision.

"We don't know either...... We don't see him very much. He ...... "They stopped talking, and there was timidity and evasion in their expressions.

They don't want to meet the people who have the right to speak here. Probably reluctant to be in this situation when we pass the microphone.

Wu Ling said, "You can't leave here. We only need to convince a few people to seal this area off. Toxic gases, toxic liquids leak, radiation is too high, or it becomes a construction site...... You may not understand these words, but some of you must understand. ”

It is indeed not difficult to close a factory.

Wu Ling can find the relationship within the supernatural circle, even if Wu Ling can't find anyone, through Chen Xiaoqiu's uncle Chen Yihan, we can also do something so that Song Xian can't send the ashes over. If you are despicable and directly drop the ashes in Song Xian's hand, Song Xian may not be able to find out.

The couple weren't particularly shrewd people, at least at the moment they couldn't think of a way, or even a little proper response, to hide their fears.

Under Wu Ling's strength, they could only choose to be a microphone.

However, before they could leave, I saw a figure coming from the end of the road.

Suddenly the headlights in the factory area were lit, the street lights in the factory area were lit up, the lights in the factory buildings were also lit up, and the light came out of the windows.

In such a bright environment, the figure became clear.

He was very old, and he was on crutches, but his steps were steady and powerful. A head of silver hair was meticulously combed back to the back of his head, revealing a wrinkled forehead. He wears gold-rimmed glasses, and when he looks at the lenses, his prescription is not deep. The glasses were slightly reflective, making it difficult to see his eyes.

The man was dressed as elegantly as his hairstyle, an old-fashioned suit triangle suit, no tie, and a bow tie. The jacket pocket also reveals the chain of the pocket watch. The clothes are straight and the leather shoes are shiny.

He walked softly, and when he got closer, he could hear the footsteps of his shoes hitting the ground and the soft sound of his crutches hitting the ground.

The couple had stepped aside in fear, bowing their heads and bowing their waists, very humble, and their bodies trembling slightly, revealing their fear of this person.

The young man in the security room suddenly appeared beside the couple, making the same gesture and trembling slightly.

"Hello, young man." The old man's voice was deep and greeted us.

The momentum on his body is not strong, there is no condescending attitude, but he shows a kind smile.

"Where is the wounded ghost now?" Liu Miao asked unexpectedly.

I don't understand his question.

The old man's smile deepened, and he immediately retracted and sighed, "It's a pity. I didn't expect that there were people like that in the Wanshou cemetery. He's gone where he's supposed to be. ”

The three ghosts standing in a row trembled even more.

Without saying a word, they lowered their heads deeper so that only the top of their heads could be seen.

"Where to go?" Liu Miao asked.

"Yes. Kill to pay for life, pay off debts. I believe in this most rustic fairness. Of course, we cannot ignore the differences between individuals. Some people lose a leg, but they can still survive and achieve a career, and some people lose a leg, they will only push themselves into a desperate situation and exhaust their lives. The old man said very seriously.

I shuddered.

Not because of what he said, but because of the tone in which he said it.

Under that kind of politeness, it is a kind of indifference, he doesn't care about the person who is injured by the ghost, and he doesn't care about the life or death of the ghost.

Liu Miao looked at the old man several times, as if she wanted to see a flower.

The old man stood there, his back was a little rickety, but his legs were straight, and he was not annoyed, looking at Liu Miao generously.

Liu Miao retracted her gaze.

The old man laughed, "You think it's weird, don't you?" You should have special abilities, you don't understand why someone like me would appear in the Cemetery of Longevity, I should be your kind. ”

I was taken aback, subconsciously looked at Liu Miao, and glanced at Nangong Yao again. The eyes of the two of them were seeing something. Nangong Yao couldn't decipher the abstract numbers and lines he saw for the time being, but Liu Miao could completely understand the resentment he saw behind the old man.

The old man explained kindly, "It's actually very simple. I have a clear conscience. Everything I do is done to the standards that I agree with. This standard happens to be partially in line with the prevailing standards of this world. I'm different from you in that you know you're doing something wrong but you have to do it, and I don't feel like you're doing something wrong. Well, that's not a good thing either. He chuckled, "So, you see, I'm here now, you're there." ”

The cane in his hand was raised, and a horizontal line was crossed.

I looked down and saw the mark left on the ground by the big iron gate.

"What's going on in the underworld?" Wu Ling asked.

"It's nothing." The old man changed his tone and said lightly, "Change will always happen, sooner or later." ”

"So, what's next?" Wu Ling asked again.

The old man raised his eyelids, his expression was still very relaxed, and he seemed to be smiling, "It depends on which side can benefit from the change, and which side can win in the end." ”

My body shook as if I had been electrified, and my mind was reminded of my previous conjectures.

Those new things, that future world, and the group of demons that Ye Qing had just said recently.

The living and the ghosts, going to completely separate ways, become two completely different species, and fight for their rights?

The thought made me a little dizzy.

I have to say that when I thought about this, the ghosts I saw were not evil ghosts or evil ghosts, they were all similar things. Any ghost from the future is not human, they may retain their humanity, but what they seek is not what man seeks. The distinction is clear. Even if it is the same struggle for power, what they need is power itself, not the wealth, status, worship and other appendages that power brings. And their power is basically the same, which is to decide the life and death of others.

Cheng Jiu, the middle two, is also a ghost with absolute power in his own territory.

Most importantly, they are in the minority.

A living person can coexist with such a ghost. Follow the rules they set, wander around the ghost gate every day, and live carefully.

But these ghosts in front of you ......

I don't see any intention on their part to kill. They are more like people in another form.

It's just some special people.

(End of chapter)