"Who makes me so bored now?" An Luoluo couldn't help but sigh. If she had known that the journey was so long and boring, she should have brought a game console down to pass the time.
"When you're tired, just lie on my back and sleep." It's really boring to go on like this.
"No, if I fall asleep, you will be even more bored alone." An Luoluo immediately shook his head and said.
"I'm not alone. Am I not carrying you?" A faint smile appeared on his lips.
"That won't work. If I don't talk to you, you will be very lonely." Even if there is no point and she is just chatting, she is very satisfied because he is guarding her.
"No, you know I've never been a talkative person." Before meeting her, he never talked that much. It was her noisiness that affected him.
"Then how about I sing to you?" An Luoluo suddenly felt the urge to sing.
"Okay." Situ Ran nodded.
"What kind of song should I sing? What kind of music do you like to listen to?" An Luoluo asked excitedly immediately.
"As long as it's sung by you, I like it." He rarely listens to music and doesn't know what songs are good.
"Okay, since we are looking for Manzhu Shahua, I will sing a popular song about it." An Luoluo held his neck with both hands, lay on his back, cleared his throat, and then started singing a cappella,
"If the direction of love is at the end of the world/Can you stay for me/The coldness of the world will let the true love melt/Even after several lives of struggle/If love is a flower from the other side/I will pick it and make it your hairpin/Millennium
The reincarnation is only for the heartbreaking waiting/This love has taken root in my heart/You are the morning star and I am the setting sun/You watch the sunrise and I wait for the moonlight/The boy on the street rides the white horse/You are Manzhu and I am
Shahua…”
An Luoluo sang based on the memory in his mind, and suddenly found that a large group of ghosts floating in the air had gathered not far from them, and their expressions were intoxicated, as if they were hypnotized.
Same.
"Eh...they..." An Luoluo was surprised.
"What you just sang was a requiem." Situ Ran said lightly.
"Ah... No, what I sang just now was just an ordinary pop song. Why did it become a requiem?" An Luoluo couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This situation seemed a bit too weird.
"It is Manzhushahua's lyrics that pull their souls." Manzhushahua is originally a flower of guidance for the soul. When those lonely ghosts with no way back hear it, it will resonate with them.
"So that's it, eh..." At this moment, the eyes suddenly became wider, and there was a dazzling red light not far away.
"There..." Situ Ran looked at the bright scene in front of him, and a look of vigilance suddenly appeared on his face.
"It's a river, with a bridge on it. I saw a bridge on it, and there were people there. Is it Po Meng? Have we arrived at Wangchuan?" An Luoluo quickly slid off his back and looked at him in surprise.
It was as if a scene suddenly appeared before their eyes.
"If there is no ghost causing trouble this time." They walked slowly over and saw that the other side of the Forgotten River was covered with beautiful and enchanting Manzhushahua flowers that were as beautiful as blood and fire.
"Look at mine." An Luoluo said, reaching into his pocket and taking out a few purple talismans. With a few swishes, the purple talismans immediately flew towards the river. After a while, the scene still existed, as if
He was not affected by the purple talisman she shot.
