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I looked around in a daze. It was a street corner, and behind me was a willow tree big enough for two people to hug. The branches that hung down from it were miraculously covered with gray leaves.

I was startled by the sudden appearance of two people with their heads bowed, and I couldn't help but glance at them. I saw that the one in front was a thin and swollen man, and his feathered clothes were soaked through, leaving a trail of water as he floated by. The one in the back was skinny, but his feathered clothes were very neat, and as he floated by, I could see a foot-long, dark red tongue underneath his drooping head, which gave me goosebumps.

They didn't need to think to know how they died!

When I thought again of the way they floated on the street in their deathbed state, the kind that the old man had told me to provoke first, my stomach churned and I began to retch on the willow tree.

When I first began to talk about it, I relied on my imagination and felt that I should face a very cruel situation. But imagination is still imagination. Even if I put Zhao Xue's body and the Skinner's body onto another evil ghost's body, it would still be because I was already used to seeing them and wouldn't feel too disgusted. At most, I would just frown and say that I was going to meet again.

But now, it was different. I just saw a few "unkempt people" in the clouds. Their hearts were already filled with boredom, but now, it was another close-up close-up close-up close-up close-up.

I feel like my stomach and soul have been severely damaged! And it was an unprecedented heavy injury!

Even in the face of evil spirits, there must be a difference between habit and unfamiliarity. He suddenly missed Zhao Xue a little. Even if it was her original body, he still missed her. Regardless of whether it was pretty or not, at least he had gotten used to it!

I felt sick to my stomach, and my heart was on the verge of bursting into tears. Occasionally, as I gasped for breath, I couldn't help but scream in my heart.

They were both creatures of the Netherworld. Why was the difference so great?

And those devils on the street with their rotten skins! Why are you so unambitious! If he were to cultivate more and increase his own abilities, wouldn't he be able to exchange it for a smooth and oily set of skin? Isn't that good?

I felt so sick that my teeth itched.

I don't know how long I held onto the tree and vomited for, but I felt that if I vomited again, my intestines would move. I immediately covered my mouth as I thought about the sunshine and flowers, pushing my rotten tongue back into my mouth.

I straightened up and looked up at the old man who had been standing next to me, and then I was stunned.

I didn't even know when he left. Then, he looked down at the old man who was standing just now. The Book of Yin was lying quietly on that square inch of ground.

There was no sun's golden light here, and the light cast by the Blood Sun of the Underworld was also gray. When it shone on the black cover of the Book of Yin, it made the Taotie look slightly pale.

I picked up the book and looked around. I also looked behind the tree and confirmed that the old man was no longer in my vicinity. My heart was suddenly filled with fear and I didn't even have the energy to vomit.

Huge fears churned in my mind, in my heart, in my limbs and bones, as if they wanted to tear me apart.

My scalp tingled at the thought of me going to do all those ludicrous things.

If you want me to bully the evil spirits of the underworld, even if it's just a soft persimmon, I don't think I'll be a match for them. Besides, the best person to bully in the entire Yin Street is me …

I held the book in my hand and looked at it for a few more seconds. In my heart, I kept saying that the old man was heartless and had left me there without any warning!

"If you are truly afraid, then follow me back to the Dark Hall." Suddenly, someone behind him spoke. His voice was gentle and pleasant, like a spring that could save a life in a desert.

My whole body shook when I heard this. With a trace of excitement in my fear, a sudden wetness welled up in my eyes and I tried to call out softly.

"Yes." The person behind him replied.

The fear was suddenly torn apart! Excitement like a sandstorm wrapped in flying stones began to wreak havoc in my entire body! Fear and worry were all covered up by their excitement. They waved their shovels and dug for 300 meters, but no light could be seen.

I never would have thought that the Zishan Death that I thought was far away and would never appear no matter how I shouted would now appear behind me.

A head, cold and warm to me, answered my question while resting on my shoulder. The long, strong arm behind me embraced me in a broad embrace. His breath grinded against my ear, and waves of numbing electricity flowed through my body.

"Found you." "No," he said.

I turned and buried my face in his chest, nodding my head heavily. "I thought I was thrown into the underworld and lost my way with you, that you wouldn't find me, that I'd never be able to go back."

I thought I was dead, and I didn't cry like that when I was so sad and wronged! I should have been relieved when I saw Zishan's death. I actually cried like this!

I quickly moved my face into Zishan's arms again, not wanting him to see me so useless! However, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Finally, he saw it again. He didn't need to think so hard about it. He didn't need to learn any purification, right?

I cried and laughed. Son Sang Ran smiled with a puzzled look on his face.

He took a small step back and looked at my crying face. "What's the matter with you?"

I smacked my lips. "Can I stop learning Purification?"

Zi Sang's body was stunned by my words. His handsome eyebrows slightly creased, as if he didn't understand what I meant.

"Just now, I knew that when I arrived in the underworld, I wanted to use that skinwalker's power to protect myself, but Zhao Xue said that there was a vicious aura in that power, so I couldn't use it. She then told me to find the old man who gave me the cultivation book to learn some kind of purification and use it to dispel the evil aura, but I found that old man and he said that I had a pure yin constitution and my body is special."

I glanced at the corner of the empty street we were on. "He sent me to this street and said he wanted me to find the evil spirits, find the part of their bodies that was good, and then wake them up and clean them up."

While Zi Sang was talking, he was listening seriously to the conversation. As he listened, he nodded, as if he was right!

Right, I really wanted to learn it myself, but I didn't know there was such a thing as a suicidal project! If Zhao Xue had told me from the beginning that it was possible for me to be sent to the underworld to fight ghosts, it would be impossible for me to learn any kind of purification technique!

I lit the fire and suddenly raised my voice. "Does this mean I'm going to be left to fend for myself? I don't want to learn. "

Actually, if I hadn't seen Zishan's death, I really wouldn't have said these words out loud. Even if I went out and fought with those evil spirits, I would have just gritted my teeth and endured.

But I can't control myself, I see Zishan's death, I feel wronged, I don't know where this grievance came from.

It was like there was a huge pressure on my head before the exam, making me want to cry at the sight of my mother. No reason.

Zi Sang An wiped my tears away and said with a doting smile, "Who dares to let you go on your own?"

I lowered my head, not daring to look at him. After pausing for a long while, I said, "It's me."

The mortis took me in its arms again and put its chin on the top of my head. I think we look like an ordinary couple. He is not the king of the underworld, and I am not a living being thrown into the underworld.

We were like high school students who couldn't go home after school and cuddled together in alleys near school.

"Yan Nuo, do you really not want to learn Purification?" Zishan asked. His voice was soft like a feather, and it did not have the usual cold and sharp tone.

At this moment, my heart felt like it was about to blossom. That little bit of willfulness from before had long been melted away like the spring snow in the embrace of Sang's body.

I shook my head. "No, I was just scared and spouting nonsense. I want to learn."

"If I didn't have my current identity, maybe you wouldn't need to learn," Zishan said after a moment of hesitation. Yan Nuo, that old man didn't tell you anything, so let me tell you. "

The little accident after being willful, still seems to have some secret to know.

Zi Sang released me from his arms and looked at me quietly. "If you want to succeed the position of Ghost Queen in the future, it will be difficult for you to convince the masses with your identity as an ordinary girl. In the Underworld, the strong are always respected, so in order to truly stand firm in the Underworld, you must learn the Purification Technique sooner or later."

In short, it raised my ability to learn voluntarily to the point where I had to learn.

No wonder the old man was confused when he brought me here. He was hiding this matter from me. After thinking about it carefully, it was really hard for him to hide it. He was probably afraid that I would fall out with him if I knew that it was compulsory.

I took a deep breath and looked straight at the beautiful face of the immortal. "That's good. What I want to learn is something that I must learn. Those who know are not the best, while those who are good are not as good as those who enjoy themselves. Do you think that I will be able to learn very well?"

I forced a smile and smiled at Zishan. What I just said wasn't flippancy. It should be considered an acknowledgement of my own identity. Although the master of the underworld isn't necessarily Zishan's death, for that goal, I'm willing to do my best to help him become the Ghost King.

Zishan's death answered my question with a smile. "I will accompany you."

I quickly shook my head and calmly said, "You can't stay with me!" Though I wanted him to be with me.

"The old man said that I must comprehend it myself and break through on my own. I cannot rely on the strength of others or else I will never be able to learn it."

"Don't worry," Zishan said, laughing at my determination. "I won't hold you up."

"But this is the underworld. Even if you don't help me, as long as you stand behind me, no one will dare to come near me. How am I supposed to study?"