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Chapter 225 Underworld Traitor

I was a little surprised when I heard what he said, and I felt a little fond of this guy.

Although I know that his politeness to me is entirely because of Hongyi, he is kind-hearted after all, and this is enough.

"Thank you, brother. If there is any danger, please take care of me." I smiled and nodded to him.

The short man reached out and patted me on the shoulder, glanced ahead, and then lowered his voice and said to me: "Brother, don't be too down-to-earth. Don't rush to the front for a while. If you encounter danger, don't hold on, just run away."

This is the royal way, after all, nothing is as valuable as your own life."

I couldn't help but be a little surprised when I heard what he said. This guy looked quite honest. I didn't expect him to be a real talker, but what he said made sense and was all true.

"Thank you for reminding me, brother, thank you little brother," I said to him.

The short man nodded, and then the four of us walked forward.

Walking in the cemetery and looking at the rows of tombstones, I suddenly felt a sense of admiration in my heart.

When a person is alive, he is a separate individual, with his own thoughts, his own joys, angers, sorrows, and joys. But when he dies, it is just like that. A handful of ashes are buried in the soil. Even if he is alive and beautiful, he will still be the same until the end, so

What is the true value of life?

What is the true meaning of life?

No matter how much you get, no matter how much you have, what you care about, what cares about you, and even yourself will turn into nothing in the end. Sometimes life is really boring when you think about it.

We walked forward, and although we were a little closer, we still couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the room, because there seemed to be a layer of mist on the windows, obscuring the scene inside the room.

I casually glanced to the side, and there was a tombstone next to it, with a photo attached to it.

The owner of the photo is an old man who looks quite old. In this photo, he has a serious expression and a sullen face. I wonder if he knew that his life was short when he took the photo.

I took one look and turned my head away, but the next second I turned back again, staring closely at the tombstone.

Because I discovered that the old man in the photo had changed.

It's not that his appearance has changed, but the corners of the two old men's mouths are slightly raised at this time, showing their teeth. It looks like a smile, with an indescribable weirdness.

It is absolutely impossible for a person to smile when his photo is turned into a photo and posted on his tombstone.

So this old man is not a human, but a ghost.

"Suffer death!" Looking at the old man with a strange smile in the photo, I waved my hook without hesitation.

The soul hooking rope was thrown out and tightly wrapped around the tombstone. I could clearly feel that there was a ghost inside the tombstone.

But when I wanted to hook the ghost out, I suddenly found that the thing had disappeared. The hook penetrated the tombstone and returned to my hand.

"What's going on?" The catcher in front stopped and asked me.

But before I could say anything, his expression changed drastically in the next second and he looked around.

I also noticed something was wrong, looked around quickly, and then took a breath of cold air.

I saw that the cemetery at this time was completely different from before. There was a ghost floating on every tombstone, staring at us coldly.

"Brother...brother, you are a Yinzai from Jishui. Don't you know why there are so many ghosts here?" Looking at those ghosts, the short Yinzai asked me nervously.

I was a little speechless, thinking that it had only been a few days since I became a Yinzai, and the situation here was completely unclear.

It stands to reason that after a person dies, the ghosts will find a messenger to enter the underworld, but why do the ghosts here not go down, but stay in the cemetery?

"It's that guy. When he escaped from the underworld, he took a soul-raising stone with him, so he was able to keep the ghost." At this time, the head catcher in front said.

I couldn't help but frown when I heard his words. Of course I didn't know what a soul-nourishing stone was.

However, it can be understood from the literal meaning that the thing should be able to nourish and refine the ghost souls, so these dead ghost souls did not go to hell, and they did not die when they stayed in the world of the sun.

This thing is a good thing. If I get it for Xiaoyu to use, it will be a lot more convenient for her in the human world.

Although those ghosts did not attack us, this scene still made me feel unspeakably awkward.

Because no matter who it is, it's uncomfortable to be stared at by so many ghosts at the same time.

"Sir, what should we do?" At this time, the tall Yin Chao in front looked at the ghosts and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said to the head catcher at the front.

"Don't be afraid, that guy was just bluffing when he started this fight. Now that woman has returned to the underworld, no one in this world dares to protect him. If you help me deal with him, you will get unexpected benefits."

As the catcher spoke, the white bone arm on his left hand showed a gleaming light.

When I heard his words, I couldn't help but feel something in my heart. What did he mean?

Who is that woman, that woman who went to the underworld?

Who has the strength to protect a traitor from the underworld and make a woman who doesn’t even dare to cause trouble to the headman, who else in Jishui besides Hong Yi?

Could it be that the man was able to stay in Jishui because the man in red was protecting him?

Now Hongyi has gone to the underworld, so the head catcher comes to trouble him?

If this is the case, then the so-called traitor from the underworld is in the same group as Hong Yi.

If you are on the same side as Hong Yi, you don’t think you are on the same side with me.

Thinking of this, I felt a little stirred in my heart. It seems that no matter what happens, we should not rush to take action. We must clarify the matter first.

"Liang Zhuang, you acted fast enough. The guy just got off and you came here. Are you here to grab the credit?" At this moment, a man's voice rang out from the front.

I looked up and saw a man's figure appearing in front of the tombstone.

The man looked well-dressed, wearing a black suit, leaning against a big tree in front of him.

Since we were not close, we couldn't see the man's appearance at all. We could only see that he had a short crew cut, and the front of his mouth was bright and dark, and he was clearly smoking a cigarette.

"Zhou Li, as a traitor from the underworld, you should be content after living freely in the world for so long. You also know that the reason why our underworld has not touched you for so many years is entirely because of that person. We have to give Naihe Qiao some face. Now that

You are no longer in the earthly world, why don't you run for your life and stay here to die?" The catcher looked at the man and said coldly.

"Hahahaha, since I was able to escape from the underworld back then, I had certain means to survive. Do you really think that a little underworld catcher like you can beat me?"

The man laughed softly, and with his laughter, the ghosts floating in front of the tombstone also moved, moving quickly towards the man, and then merged to form a huge black shadow.

The black figure kept twisting, and the next moment it stopped, turning into a green-faced, fanged monster, two or three meters tall, looking at us ferociously.


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