After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Mingying's business spreads all over the world, and even the aquarium depends on her to communicate with the immortal world.

Merchants on the sea usually buy pearls and shark yarn from the shark tribe in the far sea, and buy some rare treasures from the islands in the sea.There was no need for Mingying to go to such matters in person.

However, when the caravan of Yibao Pavilion was crossing the sea, they first found a strange island surrounded by blood mist, with erratic traces and flickering ghosts, and outsiders could not enter. Later, the blood mist was suspected of expanding, and it had faintly affected Yibao Pavilion. trade route.

Mingying's trip is to find out the matter.

However, when she managed to enter the blood mist, things developed in an unexpected direction.

The majestic young city lord of Mochiyue City, a wealthy and proud girl, has a side like all girls—she is afraid of ghosts.

The lonely big ship stopped in the blood mist, and there was no one on the deck.

The girl huddled under the quilt, her complexion was pale, and the hand that was holding the magic weapon kept shaking.

The cabinet in the corner suddenly moved.

Mingying's face turned pale, and she screamed, "You, don't come here! I have a talisman!"

"My master is a Taoist priest in Gushan, and I know monks. If you dare to scare me again, I, I will call them to save you!"

The girl threatened viciously, she looked super fierce!

A faint sigh sounded, the cabinet was thrown open abruptly, and Mingying threw the talisman into the corner without thinking.

"Junior Sister, keep someone under your command!" The figure rolled skillfully, avoiding a thunderbolt, and shouted, "It's me!"

Mingying stared at him blankly, with tears in her eyes, as if she had gone back to many years ago, the sky was full of wind and sand, ferocious beasts, and the young man in Tsing Yi stood in front of her holding a sword.It was a clear back, but it made her feel as reliable as a mountain.

Caught off guard, the hard armor was removed, and the soft heart crashed into a curtain of Tsing Yi.

Mingying threw herself into Zhao Jianyi's arms and cried, "Why did you come here!"

Zhao Jianyi: "I've come a long time ago, I just didn't dare to come out, lest you hit me."

Mingying was so angry that he pinched his arm hard, the pain made him grin his teeth and scream.

After such a fuss, Mingying's timidity became much less. She gave him a look and asked, "How did you get on the boat?"

Zhao Jian put a ghost mask on his face and turned into a graceful maid, and saluted Shi Shiran, "I was worried about you, so I came up as Xiaohong."

Mingying pursed her mouth, ready to cry, "Become a master."

Zhao Jianyi: "Huh?"

Mingying said: "I'm not so afraid after you become a master."

Zhao Jian was delighted, "Well, I know this job well!"

He took Mingying by his arm and came to the deck again.The ship was surrounded by blood fog, and nothing could be seen.

"Yingzi, do you mean that the people on the boat disappeared somehow?"

Mingying nodded and tugged at the corner of his clothes, "What kind of a hero is he who pretends to be a ghost?"

Zhao Jian picked up the lamp, looked at the lines of blood on the board, and sighed: "Even if they were heroes before, they are probably too cold now. I have seen this blood mist before."

"Is it the time when I brought my junior sister back?"

Zhao Jian nodded, "The longer the blood mist stays, the more dangerous it will be. Let's go out with the Yanjia boat."

"No!" Mingying shook his head, looked at the rolling mist, and refused: "I don't want to go in, there are ghosts in there!"

Zhao Jian smiled helplessly: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Mingying thought, as a weapon repairer, when you are in danger, what else can you do besides throwing out a few Yanjia?

But in her heart, she was still slightly moved.

Zhao Jian slipped out a sword from his sleeve, and his blue clothes flew away.

Mingying walked around him and sighed, "You really look good as a master."

Zhao Jianyi proudly said: "Of course, look, this is perfect!" He skillfully pulled a sword flower, turned his head and raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Does it look like it?"

Mingying: "It's so similar!"

The blood mist rolled violently, as if something was about to break through the mist, and the cold air permeated the air.

Mingying immediately grabbed the hem of his clothes, not daring to look forward.

Zhao Jianyi comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there are experts in the industry, and we are the most professional in catching ghosts in Gushan."

The mist was thick, and two young women floated hand in hand.

Mingying yelled and plunged into Zhao Jianyi's arms.

Zhao Jian tried to stay calm and grasped the sword in his hand.

Seeing them, the two female ghosts bowed down together, knelt on the ground, and called out with tears in their eyes, "Benefactor!"

Zhao Jianyi was a little dazed, the tip of his sword trembled like a pool of moonlight, "You..."

The little girl with pink face and red lips raised her head and asked, "Grandfather, have you forgotten Ziyan and Yingqiu?"

Zhao Jian thought wholeheartedly, Master traveled the world before and saved countless people, so it's not unusual to save these two ghosts, but he doesn't know what they have to do with the blood mist.He put his sword back into its sheath and nodded lightly, "You trapped my apprentice?"

Yingqiu quickly said: "We didn't know that the nobleman was your apprentice. If we knew, we would definitely not be like this."

Mingying turned her head from Zhao Jianyi's arms, she was afraid of ghosts, but she was not afraid of beautiful female ghosts, "Are you the masters of Ghost Island?"

Yingqiu knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Yes, since you saved us, we have come to the seaside and built this island to receive the souls of the dead wandering in the sea."

Mingying asked, "Where are those people on my boat?"

Yingqiu said cautiously: "I used magic to move them to other merchant ships and send them all into the blood fog."

Mingying laughed back angrily, "You pretended to be gods and ghosts, made some bloody words or something to scare me on purpose?"

It's enough to scare people, it's too much to scare only one person, and you can't just squeeze a sheep.

Xia Ziyan timidly said: "It's all my idea, please benefactor and nobleman punish me."

Yingqiu hurriedly said: "No, I did it, it's my fault, it has nothing to do with her."

Mingying walked up to them and looked down for a while, "So what are you doing to create blood mist?"

Yingqiu explained that the dispute over the Lord of the Four Seas is getting more and more serious, and many monks want to come here to fish in troubled waters. In order to protect the ghosts on the island, they can only use the method of blood mist taught by Mingluan to surround the ghost island and isolate it from the outside world. communication.

Guidao has no intention of participating in the disputes of the aquatic tribe, or the matter of the fairy gate.

So after seeing Ming Ying leading the fleet into the blood fog, they wanted to scare the girl in charge, so as to make an example.

Mingying thought for a while, "Take us to your island."

Zhao Jian grabbed her sleeve and whispered, "Aren't you afraid of ghosts? Why did you go to that island?!"

Mingying's expression was calm, and he returned to his original demeanor, shaking a folding fan lightly, "What do you know, I want to open up a business route."

Zhao Jian's eyes widened, "It's fine for you to do business with demons, but you still want to do business with ghosts?!"

Mingying: "Of course, otherwise you need talisman paper and materials every day, how can I afford it?"

Zhao Jian felt ashamed: "Then I will use some cheap materials in the future, so don't go, aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

Mingying closed her fan, looked back and smiled, "Isn't there you?"

There was a boom in Zhao Jianyi's head, like a firework exploding.

All the weird blood mist and weird ghost island disappeared, and only this flowery smile remained in the sky and the earth.

No matter how incomprehensible the dead wood is, it will give birth to a trembling little flower when it is blown by the spring breeze.Holding the flower in his heart, he thought to himself, why didn't he realize that his junior sister was born so beautiful.

Mingying said: "What are you looking at! Open the way for me."

Zhao Jian quickly said: "Okay, okay, you stood behind me, and the water splashed on your skirt."

He is willing to be a licking mouse like Xiaobai, and he is very happy.

When Huai Bai and Pei Yu arrived, they saw more than a dozen large ships parked outside the blood mist, and He Shengcai stood anxiously at the bow. When he saw them, he arched his hands and almost burst into tears—"Prince Immortal, please Save our lady"

Huai Bai helped him up, "What's going on?"

He Shengcai said: "As soon as we entered the blood fog, our ship lost its direction, and then we didn't know what happened, and returned to the sea inexplicably, leaving only the young lady trapped in it." He was a little emotional, "It turns out Wealth can communicate with gods, but not with ghosts, and the ghosts there don’t speak any reason at all, they just know how to scare people, alas.”

Huai Bo said: "Isn't there another saying that money can turn ghosts into millstones? Don't be afraid, there is no big problem."

The two followed the blood mist and the merchant ship to Ghost Island.The style of Ghost Island is similar to that of the mortal world. There are many houses on the island, criss-crossed fields, gurgling brooks, and green trees singing orioles, just like a fairyland on earth.

It's just that this fairyland-like place, in the eyes of the two of them, is full of ghostly aura, and even the soil under the island is also condensed and melted by ghostly aura.

A farmer was walking along the road with a yellow dog when he suddenly saw two tall women standing under a willow tree by the roadside.

"New here?" He greeted enthusiastically.

Huai Bai walked out from the shade of the tree with a smile, the sun was shining on the picturesque eyebrows, and the emerald feathers around his waist were swaying, like a little bit of blue blooming, and the ten miles of spring water were misty.

The appearance of heaven and man is nothing more than that.

The farmer stared blankly, his eyes fixed on Huai Bai's face.

Peiyu was dissatisfied, so she also stepped forward to block his astonishing gaze.

As a result, the farmer changed from staring blankly to being completely stupid, with water gushing out from his body, his clothes were wet, and water was dripping non-stop.He came back to his senses and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the two of you look like immortals, and I lost my original shape when I got excited."

Huai Bai shook his head with a gentle expression, "It's okay."

The farmer looked at them, "You two are so young and beautiful, how can you... God really don't have eyes!"

"Everyone is mortal." Huaibai said with emotion.

The farmer followed suit with a long sigh, "Girl, since you are newcomers, I will take you to register with the island owner. But today, the island owner welcomes distinguished guests and has no time to deal with business. In this case, you go to my house first."

Huai Bai thanked him, turned his head and smiled at Pei Yu, "Let's go with him."

Peiyu carefully considered her words and asked carefully: "Master, the blood mist on the sea..."

With gentle eyes, Huai Bai looked at the farmers working in the fields, the woman washing yarn by the stream, and the little boy playing the flute on the buffalo, "It's them."

The blood mist was originally born from the deepest hatred in the world, but at this time it was used to protect the ghosts of one party.

When saving Yingqiu and Xia Ziyan, she just pitied them for their ill-fated lives, just like pitying Shi Ling herself who was powerless against fate.

It never occurred to me that these two scarred girls, who have been weather-beaten and suffered a lifetime of hardships and pains, still try their best to protect other wandering ghosts.

The farmer's hut is clean and tidy, and there are several colorful dishes on the table, which are cold and not steaming.

He said with some embarrassment: "Some of the dishes I wanted to cook by my former daughter-in-law made it specially, but I couldn't eat it. It was just a thought."

The farmer said with a smile: "We ghosts have accidents at sea, and our bodies float in the sea. We can't go home, and we can't enter reincarnation. We just keep floating around. Fortunately, there is such a place. Anyway, there is still one thought. .”

Most of the ghost island scenes are illusioned by ghost energy, not real.

But these ghosts who died at sea and cannot enter reincarnation, as long as they have a thought about the mortal world, a place they can call home, as long as there is an inch of foothold in this world, they are satisfied and grateful .

The farmer said: "Thanks to the island owner and her wife!"

Huaibai stands against the door, the sun is shining outside the door, peach blossoms are in full bloom, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, what a paradise.

Who would have thought that a female ghost who has hated this world for 300 years could create such a place.

She felt an inexplicable sense of relief in her heart. Back then, she casually dropped a seed into the mud, and now she has reaped a large lotus flower.

The warm wind greeted him, and Huai Bai curled up his lips.

Peiyu looked over subconsciously, and met a pair of smiling eyes.

Those eyes were flowing, filled with bright spring light, like a pool of sparkling spring water, which could not describe the tenderness of the world.

This world...