Fast Travel: Vicious cannon fodder is too arrogant

Chapter 135: The Wine and Meat Monk Who Hunts Ghosts 1
She saw her feet buried in the darkness. Looking from top to bottom, she couldn't see her legs at all. Everything she could see was black.

The important point is that she herself can't feel whether her feet are stepping on anything, as if they are hanging in the air out of thin air.

Squint your eyes and look at your surroundings.

This seems to be a huge room, but the room is not like a room.

At the very least, there were no tables or chairs, and there was only an invisible black thick fog on the ground.

She herself stayed in the middle position, surrounded by several pieces of yellow cloth, which were covered with talismans drawn with red cinnabar.

Qiu Luo, who had always been familiar with this aspect, choked when he saw clearly what the spell on it was.

It is actually used to collect ghosts, and looking at such a shape, it just happens to be arranged like a mysterious bagua cloth, which is very effective for hunting ghosts.

So her current identity is naturally conceivable.

She was worried that someone was outside, so she didn't dare to act rashly to receive the memory.

But in the unfamiliar environment, a kind of fear emerged from the bottom of her heart. She gritted her teeth, stayed in mid-air, closed her eyes, and began to organize her divine power and practice.

I don't know how much time has passed, and Qiu Luo felt that the remaining divine power in her body had gradually flowed through her body for a few days, and it was something that belonged to her, so she was naturally familiar with the operation.

Looking at the talismans around him, perhaps because he was a ghost, his divine power could not play much role.

She was just adjusting her breath. If she really used this body to use divine power, she would probably have destroyed herself without using any spells.

As for using divine power to temper the body in this place, that is absolutely impossible, after all, the environment does not allow it.

When she was hesitating whether to receive the host's memory, there was a sudden sound around her.

"Hey, aren't you struggling anymore? Tell me, it's easy for me to help people, no, but to help ghosts once, but you have to come to the door yourself. It's hard for me to accept you, and I can't let you go now. You went out to cause harm to others, so you might as well think about it and stay quiet for a while." This was a man's voice, to be precise, it was a nice-sounding young man's voice.

A sense of grievance gradually filled her heart. It was difficult for Qiu Luo to ignore it, so she subconsciously said: "I know that I owe you a lot of kindness. I have always adhered to my principles. They were the ones who bumped into me. I'm just protecting myself, is this wrong?"

Open your mouth, the voice is very soft and soft, this is the host expressing his dissatisfaction.

The voice of the man outside was silent for a while and then sounded again: "This is the difference between humans and ghosts!"

There was another moment of silence, and after a long while, he spoke again: "As long as you have figured it out, I don't want to embarrass you. Since you have figured it out, I will withdraw the Lost and Gossip Book. You can do well." Cultivate purely in the pagoda, and I will come to see you in half a month."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and made no sound. Perhaps, he had really left.

Soon, Qiu Luo saw that the surrounding cloth sheets automatically floated up, and disappeared directly on the ceiling.

Even so, Qiu Luo still didn't dare to start receiving memories so hastily.

Until an unknown amount of time passed without any movement, she then used her spiritual power to explore the surroundings.

Dark mist sprang out from the soles of her feet, and it was extremely cold. Her eyes flashed with deep thought, and her mental energy went underground, only to find that it was actually a formation.

As for this formation, it connects different time and space.

Looking at these black fogs, one can imagine the connections.

The person who made this tower is indeed a talent.

I found a corner and placed a formation using the available things around me. I sat in the middle of the formation and then I could calmly accept the plot.

This is a relatively open ancient time. The host is named Nie Yinshuang, a native of Chu State, and his father is a scholar-bureaucrat, a typical sour scholar.

However, her life was just a joke. Perhaps God didn't like her too much, and various combinations of circumstances caused her to turn from a gentle lady to a soulless person step by step.

If Qiu Luo hadn't arrived in time, she wouldn't have had the chance to be reincarnated.

Secretly gathering his thoughts, he kept Nie Yinshuang's experience in mind, and then frowned slightly.

In the plot, if it hadn't been for his arrival, Nie Yinshuang would have made a big fuss in the Ghost Collection Tower. The owner of the tower, named Foji, beat Nie Yinshuang to pieces after she made such a fuss.

But all of this was before the arrival of autumn. Now naturally, such a thing will not happen again.

After removing the barrier, Qiu Luo looked around.

Her appearance did not attract the attention of other ghosts. Yes, there are countless ghosts floating in this place now.

These ghosts are not very lethal. Generally speaking, they can turn back. Buddha will let them gather on the first floor. On the day when the gate of ghosts opens, they will be sent to the underworld to be reincarnated.

There are nine floors in the Ghost Collection Tower. The higher you go up, the more difficult it is to deal with. It is said that there are ghosts above the seventh floor, and those are old ghosts that are thousands of years old.

One can imagine how powerful Foji is.

Even the former Nie Yinshuang was still placed on the first level after killing so many people. It was not because he was careless, but because he did not take Nie Yinshuang's strength into account at all.

Qiu Luo couldn't help but take a deep breath. This Foji only appeared for a while in the entire plot. No one knew what he was or where he would appear.

Although he was the one who made Nie Yin's soul fly away in the end, Nie Yinshuang never hated him from the beginning to the end. On the contrary, he was always full of apologies to him.

Because all her capital was given by Foji, and the rescue at critical times was also given by Foji. What she owes the most has always been Foji.

After receiving the memory, she knew that in a few days the door of hell would open, and Foji would send her back to the underworld.

But how could she go now? If she went, how could she fulfill her wish?

There were many ghosts floating around, some were frowning, some were smiling at every turn, and some were staying in the corner with indifferent faces. Qiu Luo subconsciously felt that this place was like a mental hospital.

Qiu Luo frowned, and there was a line of sight that he had been staring at since she appeared, and he was still looking at her now.

Following the past, I happened to see a ghost facing my direction.

It was a very enchanting and charming female ghost. When she saw herself looking over, she immediately blinked at herself.

　Sorry, sorry, I have been away from the provincial exams for the past two days. I have been very busy. I will resume updating today and try to make up for the previous two days. Thank you [Yue Wu] (I can’t find the emoticon behind it, sorry) )’s reward, thank you~
　　
　
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