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Chapter 770

I looked at the soup basin until I had put it down. I had not yet come back to my senses, and my hands were still on the edge of the soup basin.

"What's going on? The temperature in this room seems to have dropped by several degrees." The fat man shivered and looked at the soup basin in my hand strangely.

Ren Shuai and Gu Moru also showed abnormalities and looked at the soup bowl. Only Yuwei took the initiative to serve the bowl, and no one of us became a bowl of soup.

It was an ordinary porcelain bowl at night. When the soup was poured into the bowl, the porcelain bowl suddenly became extremely hot. The fat man who had just taken the soup shook his hands and poured the soup down.

The hot soup was at least nearly 10 minutes in this soup bowl, but it had no intention of cooling. When it was poured on the table, there was a stream of hot steam coming out!

"Uncle Fu, this" Gu Moru's face also became extremely ugly. Not to mention that this soup is toxic or not, it is just as high as the temperature. If you drink it, you will be scalded. At that time, do you still have to see the King of Ghosts? You can see the King of Hell directly!

"This is the signboard of our village, Rejuvenation Soup, please use it, dear guests." The middle-aged uncle ignored our strange expressions and said with a smile, with a kind and polite expression.

"Returning Soup?" My eyes flashed and I looked at Yuwei in abruptly. Sure enough, Yuwei nodded at me calmly.

So that's it, this thing is the key to contacting the ghost palace

Yuwei was the first to drink the soup. Well, it was actually the first time I saw the soul and drank the soup. Although Yuwei and Ren Shuai were present, their souls were almost solid and they had things in the human body, but they probably couldn't digest this kind of thing?

With a lot of thoughts, I nodded to the fat guys and the others and drank it.

Before I could swallow my mouth in the end, Yuwei suddenly disappeared out of thin air, as if she had never existed in the bamboo house, which made people creepy.

"Hey!" Ren Shuai slapped the porcelain bowl in my hand and sneered at the sky above the table: "It's mysterious."

After saying this, the guy stretched out his hands and made a very familiar movement to tear the space through!

Suddenly, a crack that was more than ten centimeters wide and more than two meters high appeared in front of us.

And I happened to see the waves in my body, and it should have disappeared like Yu Wei. But Ren Shuai was even more direct, kicking the fat man and the middle-aged ghost doll into the crack, then pulled Gu Moru and me and jumped in.

Through a thin crack, a dim world appeared in front of us. This place is similar to the southern ghost world, and it seems to be designed in imitation of the underworld.

"I'll go, this is definitely the kind of dimensional space I bumped into at the entrance of the museum!" The fat man was so impressed by his experience in the summer vacation of his senior year.

However, we still don’t know whether it is the little ghost world or the dimensional space, so there is no need to think about it.

However, Yuwei, a few hundred meters in front of us, looked around and seemed to be looking and waiting.

We quickly chased after him and interrogated the middle-aged baby Fu.

Uncle Fu, the son of the old village chief, is also the father of Xiaobao and the little girl Dabao. At the beginning, after Dabao disappeared, he followed his father's death. In addition, he inherited the old village chief's psychic constitution, and was even better than the old village chief.

After being made into a ghost doll, although his strength is not as strong as his son Xiaobao, it is equivalent to the status of a military advisor and housekeeper in the ghost doll village.

Since he can make a soul-recovering soup, he obviously knows the affairs of the Ghost Palace.

Fortunately, this guy has no malicious intentions towards us, otherwise he would have turned into a pile of slag on the spot.

"Dear guests are lucky to have three lives. We Lord Ghost King, I want to see you!" Seeing the fat man ready to beat him, Uncle Fu didn't care at all. Instead, he looked at us with a look of beating.

I'll go, what about the excellent psychic who agreed to be, is this so sure that you are not a brainless person?

"Go to your sister's Ghost King, what is he? He is so awesome to see us!"

Who is Ren Shuai? He is so arrogant, so he almost laughed in anger. He shook his head laughing and crying. Moreover, the mark of the King of Hell on his forehead kept flashing, and his left foot suddenly raised and stomped three feet on the ground. Every foot made the ground in this space tremble three times.

Even the fat man pretended to be sneered: "Brother has even passed through the six realms of reincarnation. Are you afraid of you, the little ghost world?"

"God, who are you?" Uncle Fu was almost scared. Obviously, he didn't expect that the extremely tall ghost palace space in his opinion could not withstand the troubles.

Fortunately, this guy is a psychic at least, and his psychological quality is much better than that of ordinary people, so he is not embarrassed at all.

We were too lazy to pay attention to her. The fat man grabbed him and followed Yuwei and Ren Shuai and me.

The road in front of me is still similar to the road of the Yellow Springs, but there is no other flower, just a fog, and the sound of running water is faintly heard.

About half an hour later, a huge lake appeared in front of us. The space was hazy and we couldn't see the other side clearly. Even with the sky eyes, we couldn't see the bottom.

"The opposite is where the Ghost Palace is!" Uncle Fu was even more courageous at this moment, and he was almost showing off.

Yuwei and I looked at each other. She looked calm and plain. Her eyes were brighter and more thorough than before, giving people a feeling of incomprehensibility.

I sighed in my heart. Although Yu Wei has barely returned to normal now, she has still become a little unpleasant since she merged with the Eye of the Ghost Queen.

There is less innocence and more innocence and charm. Fortunately, as long as she is not crazy, she still has deep affection for me.

Ren Shuai Yuwei and I took someone and flew directly from the lake.

The first time I tried to fly zombies, I felt a little excited. Not to mention, the feeling of being able to fly is so good.

But I thought that if I could never be resurrected, although I could fly for a lifetime, I would be frustrated enough.

After leaving, the fog in front of me dissipated, and a magnificent and huge square appeared. At the end of the square was a huge temple.

Ghost Hall!

On the lintel of the palace, two huge fonts are carved with flying dragons and phoenixes.

"Ghost King, get out of your fat grandfather!" The fat man was full of energy and was about to do a big move.

"Haha, isn't this Lord Nan Ming? It's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. My own ghosts don't know my own ghosts!" The female voice with a charming voice was even more enthusiastic than the brothel's madam.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in big red clothes appeared at the entrance of the hall, twisted her waist, and floated towards us dozens of meters.

What way?

Not to mention fat guys, even Yuwei and I were a little stunned. They thought of all kinds of situations, but they didn't expect this to appear.

Damn, this woman is about to break, right? She has seen it and can twist it, but she has never seen it so twist it
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