Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

When the moonlight appeared, Chen Xuan could see the man in front of him clearly. He was in his early twenties, with messy long hair that covered half of his face. His clothes were not very clean and tidy, but rather tattered, as if they had been cut by a sharp weapon. The edges were black, like solidified blood.

"We're here, let's go in first." They stopped at the back door of a house. Half of the door was broken and fell to the ground, so they stepped on it.

"Who are you...Brother Fei?" Chen Xuan was about to ask who he was when he saw the face he showed after turning around. He was stunned for a moment and said in shock: "You..."

"Do you know me?" The young man looked him up and down. He had no impression of the man in front of him at all. It must be the first time they met.

Chen Xuan didn't expect that he actually agreed. He opened his mouth wide and asked in surprise: "Your name is Xie Fei?"

"Xie Fei, the Star of Words."

"Hiss!" Chen Xuan took a breath of cold air. Xie Zhixing, could it be the Xie Zhixing he was thinking of? This place is too scary!

Xie Zhixing thought his reaction was a little strange, and frowned, "But what's the problem?"

Chen Xuan shook his head, forced himself to look away, and began to look around where they were.

Although the yard is messy, it can be considered a complete shelter.

What’s even stranger is that after they came in, the sounds from outside were completely blocked out, as if they had just emerged from a game of hide-and-seek.

"Where is this place?" Chen Xuan asked curiously, and took a look at the map. Suddenly, he was stunned. He didn't know when the display on the map changed. There were dense red dots outside the yard, and there was a treasure chest sign in the yard. This was what he was looking for.

There was a hint of surprise in Chen Xuan's eyes. The treasure chest he was looking for was Xie Zhixing. Isn't this too strange?

"This is the Ghost City." Xie Zhixing walked towards the house on the other side of the yard. Seeing him cleaning up the debris as he walked, it seemed that it was his first time here.

"What is Ghost City?" Chen Xuan felt that he had heard this name somewhere before, but he couldn't find anything related to this city in his mind.

"The only way for the dead." Xie Zhixing explained briefly.

Now Chen Xuan understood.

The so-called road that the dead must take is the last door leading to the underworld.

Generally, the dead will be personally led by the ghost to the Yellow Spring Road. After crossing the Yellow Spring Road, you will reach the real world of the dead, which is the so-called Hades. However, there is a kind of soul that is too obsessed with its soul and has shackles, which even the ghost's chains cannot resist. The ghost will send the soul to a city. When the dead soul unties the knot, it will find the city gate, and then walk on the Yellow Spring Road to successfully reincarnate.

Chen Xuan held his forehead with his hand, wondering how could his luck be so bad to end up in such a place.

"What are you still standing there for? Come here." Xie Zhixing was already standing in front of the wide open door.

Hearing the serious tone, Chen Xuan almost mistook him for Xie Fei and subconsciously walked towards him.

"What are those things outside?" Chen Xuan already had some guesses, but he still had to pretend to be confused and ask Xie Zhixing so that he could know more about the real situation.

"Evil ghost." Xie Zhixing's words were really concise and clear, and a little cold.

He became a little weird in front of Chen Xuan. It turned out that he had this kind of personality in front of Xie Zhixing.

Xie Zhixing didn't look like a ghost at all. He took the initiative to find a candle and lit it. The room suddenly became bright, and the firelight also dispelled some of the chill in the environment.

"What's your name?"

"Chen...Xuanzhi." Chen Xuan almost said his real name, but luckily he changed it quickly.

Xie Zhixing said calmly: "It sounds like a Taoist name."

Chen Xuan touched his nose somewhat guiltily and whispered, "I am also half a Taoist priest."

Xie Zhixing seemed to have heard something funny, and finally stopped being so aloof. He raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "Are Taoist priests afraid of ghosts?"

Chen Xuan: "…Who said that Taoist priests can't be afraid of ghosts?"

Xie Zhixing nodded, that was indeed the truth.

Chen Xuan found a chair in the corner, wiped the dust off it, sat down tiredly, and said, "I am scared to death, mostly because of you."

His tone sounded rather aggrieved.

Xie Zhixing wondered, "Can ghosts feel tired?" He didn't feel tired. He had been here for several days and there was no problem with not eating, drinking or sleeping.

Chen Xuan's body froze, and he quickly changed the subject: "Why are those evil ghosts playing hide-and-seek? If we hide here, won't they find us?"

“They have no brains.”

Chen Xuan was choked by his words. For a moment, he thought he saw Brother Xing. The tone and wording were exactly the same.

"Hmm..." Chen Xuan looked at the densely packed red dots displayed around the map. He felt uneasy and always felt that something was going to happen.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Xie Zhixing secretly glanced at Chen Xuan several times, and each time he looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

But Chen Xuan was too engrossed and didn't notice.

"Ahem." Xie Zhixing coughed lightly. After Chen Xuan came back to his senses, he asked, "How did you get here?"

Chen Xuan paused for a moment, his brain working at high speed. After a while, he smiled awkwardly and said, "When I woke up, I was outside the city gate. I don't know the specific situation. What about you?"

Xie Zhixing fell silent when he asked. Chen Xuan was about to wave his hand and say that he didn’t want to talk anymore, but Xie Zhixing spoke before him. His voice sounded heavy and sad: “I’m dead. The ghost said that my obsession was too strong and I couldn’t go to hell for the time being, so they sent me here.”

Chen Xuan smacked his lips, but couldn't resist his curiosity and asked, "Are you really the young general Xie Zhixing from the Great Yong Dynasty?"

"Young general?" Xie Zhixing was stunned by these words, and sneered, "What young general? If there is only one person named Xie Zhixing, he should be the notorious leader of the rebels."

Chen Xuan was confused now. Rebel leader? This had never happened in history!

Xie Zhixing was well-known in all the historical books, but he had never been notorious.

"Aren't you a citizen of the Dayong Dynasty? Or has a long time passed outside?" Xie Zhixing saw in the picture book that one day in heaven is one year on earth. Could it be that it is like this after this person's death?

How could Chen Xuan answer this? He was not good at history and didn't know what year or month it was. He could only remain silent.

After a while, he glanced at Xie Zhixing and asked, "How long have you been here?"

"Probably three or four days. Anyway, it didn't feel like long to me." After Xie Zhixing died, he didn't care so much about time. After all, one day is one day, as long as those things outside didn't do anything to him, it was fine.

Chen Xuan counted with his fingers and found out that there is a seventh day after a person dies. It is possible that at that time Xie Zhixing will be able to leave Eternal City for a short period of time, but the prerequisite is that there are still people in the world who care about him.

For his soul to return in seven days, someone must recite his name in front of his corpse, preferably someone with whom he has a deep bond, such as a relative or a dwarf.

But now there is a problem...

Chen Xuan looked at Xie Zhixing, touched his chin and asked, "Do you have any relatives or wife left in the world?"

When Xie Zhixing heard this, he clenched his hands subconsciously. If Chen Xuan looked at his reaction at this moment, he could find the sadness unconsciously revealed in his eyes.

"No."