traveler of time and space

"Master Slippery Ghost."

Accompanied by wisps of wind and snow, a woman in a blue and white kimono appeared in front of the slippery ghost. She whispered, "Have you convinced them?"

The slippery ghost shook his head and said, "It's not that easy."

"Everything is still going according to the original plan."

"You build the treasure ship as soon as possible, I will go to hell and meet Ampere Seimei."

The woman in the kimono showed a slightly hesitant expression, and whispered, "Master Slick."

"Please also be more careful with Ampere Seimei."

"I heard that his mind changed a lot in hell."

The slippery ghost nodded, "I know."

"A place like hell."

"No matter who stays for a long time, it will change."

Chapter 28 Quiet departure

Tokyo.Qingxingju.

At this time, in Qing Xingdeng's bedroom, a cloud of swirling smoke suddenly appeared, and then gradually turned into a woman with a charming face.

Qing Xingdeng sat in front of the desk, without turning around, he just tilted his head slightly and said, "Yan Yanluo."

"You came."

"How's it going?"

The charming woman bowed to Qing Xingdeng and saluted: "Master Qing Xingdeng."

"The slippery ghost has already met that Mr. Su."

"However, both he and Qing Ji are too strong, and I dare not get too close."

When Qing Xingdeng heard the words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "I knew that the old slippery man would not be able to bear it."

"Continue to keep an eye on the slippery ghost and the cadres of the Nuliang group."

"Send someone to call back the bone girl, the couple, and the hair-eating ghost, and also call back all the people from the Hundred Stories group who dispersed before."

Yan Yanluo said respectfully: "Yes."

"Master Qing Xingdeng."

"Do you want to inform Lord Yan Mo of the movements of the slippery ghost and the Nuliang group?"

Qing Xingdeng shook his head and said, "No hurry."

"Master Yan Mo has more important things to do, but it's a pity that the needle girl is not around, otherwise it would be much easier for me to act."

Speaking of this, Qing Xingdeng casually put down the sketch in his hand, turned around and said, "Don't involve that Mr. Su in this matter."

"His whereabouts are mysterious and unfathomable."

"I'm afraid that it will be easy to do bad things."

Yan Yanluo said cautiously: "Yes. I know."

"I will inform others not to provoke that Excellency."

Qing Xingdeng nodded with a smile, waved his hand and said, "Go."

"It's not time to close the net yet, let others be careful not to be exposed."

Yan Yanluo's figure turned into a cloud of floating mist and disappeared into the room, while Qing Xingdeng stood up and looked out the window, sighing: "Old slippery man, why are you bothering?"

"You can't beat Lord Yan Mo."

A faint blue flame emerged.

Qing Xingdeng burned the drawing on the desk with a snap of his fingers, then turned and left Qing Xingju, his figure quickly disappeared into the vast night.

the other side.

After Su Ziyu had a conversation with the slippery ghost, he took Qing Ji and others and left Ghost Kyoto.

He didn't want to meddle in the affairs of the underworld, so naturally he wouldn't help the slippery ghost.

Because in the final analysis, this is nothing more than an internal power struggle in the underworld. Although the tricky ghost has the right intention, no matter who stands on Yan Mo's point of view, he cannot allow others to dictate to the underworld.

Even if it's about going up and down, it shouldn't be at this time.

Yan Mo is only authoritarian.

The underworld is not rotten to the root, and it is almost impossible for the slippery ghost to succeed.

"Husband."

Qing Ji looked at Su Ziyu's slightly frowned brows, and said softly, "Are you still thinking about slippery ghosts?"

"Yeah." Su Ziyu nodded lightly and said, "I hope he can stop in time."

"Times have definitely changed."

"But Yan Mo is still Yan Mo after all."

"never mind."

"Don't think about it."

"It's rare to come out and relax. Is there any place you want to go to play?"

Su Ziyu's time in this world is running out.

According to the habits of the time-space supervisor system in the past, his next task world is very likely to be quite difficult, so it is better to take this opportunity to relax.

"Where do you want to go?"

"My lord."

"Why don't we go to Lake Biwa for a visit?" Qing Ji smiled softly.

Su Ziyu nodded and said, "Okay."