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

What she said was easy to understand, but Xie Fei had a question: Don’t they need to rest?

Meng Fuge looked at him, burst out laughing, rubbed his face, and said, "You are all ghosts, why do you still need to rest?"

Xie Fei paused, but he still felt tired.

Meng Fuge saw what he was thinking and explained, "You are not tired, but you are running low on Yin energy to power your body. Come on, there is a Yin Spirit Pool over there. Remember to soak in it every day until your health is full."

Chen Xuan suddenly realized: "Isn't this the spirit value in the game? Could it be that the living also have fatigue values?"

Meng Fuge nodded, indeed there was.

Since they all met each other, they might as well live in the same yard.

This huge uninhabited haunted house became their temporary resting place.

Xie Fei and his friends found the Yin Ling Pool. Fortunately, it was separated into male and female areas, and there was even a small pool for one person.

He put his foot down tentatively, but the biting cold made him quickly pull it back.

Meng Fuge said that the more tired they felt, the colder the water would be. Once the yin energy slowly recovered, the water temperature would become higher and higher.

Xie Fei gritted his teeth, endured the cold and jumped down.

It was really too cold! His face turned pale instantly.

Zhou Xing quickly jumped into the water and hugged the man, saying coldly, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xie Fei hugged his neck, absorbing the warmth from his body, and only let go after gradually getting used to it.

"I didn't expect it to be so cold." He rubbed Zhou Xing's face with his lips.

Zhou Xing's eyes were cold and angry. He pinched his chin and bit it hard.

Xie Fei's body suddenly became hot.

The fingertips gripping Zhou Xing's shoulders tightened, and the knuckles turned from white to a hint of red.

Zhou Xing lifted him up so that only his legs were in the cold water and his upper body was hanging in the air.

After a long while, Xie Fei felt that the fatigue in his body had disappeared, but it was replaced by another feeling.

He bit Zhou Xing's shoulder and said vaguely, "That's enough."

Zhou Xing bit his ear and asked him, "Are you still cold?"

Xie Fei shook his head repeatedly and said that he was no longer cold.

Zhou Xing pulled out his fingers, then loosened his arms, and Xie Fei fell directly into the water, getting drenched. His hair was drooping wet, and he looked a little confused.

He just sat by the pool, and just as he was about to open his mouth to ask Zhou Xing what he was doing, his mouth was blocked.

"...!"

The ancient imperial city in the underworld is a very good place to get information.

This news is not only for the dead in the underworld, but also for the living in the world.

In fact, these two places overlap during the day. Ghosts with strong yin energy can resist the invasion brought by the daytime and stay in the human world. The living people just now cannot see the dead, so they can naturally hear a lot of secrets.

Xie Fei complained expressionlessly: "So this is why some people always say old ghost."

But the next second, he thought of another thing, so he grabbed Zhou Xing and walked out.

He licked his lips, the corners of his lips still hurt a little, and said eagerly, "Let's go to Changsheng's house and take a look."

Zhou Xing reached out and touched the corner of his lips, and the wound healed completely.

"Hmm?" Xie Fei touched the corner of his lips, his expression instantly turned resentful, and his tone was full of complaints: "Why did you grow up like this if you have nothing to do!"

"you."

It took Xie Fei a while to realize the meaning of this word and he was immediately speechless.

When he arrived at the courtyard where Changsheng lived, Xie Fei indeed saw a young couple, who were about the same age as Changsheng's deceased parents.

He and Zhou Xing eavesdropped on the couple's conversation. Eight out of ten sentences were about whether Changsheng was living a good life.

They are all ordinary ghosts and have no way of entering the human world to see how their son is doing.

Xie Fei stroked his chin and wondered if he could send the couple to the human world, so that Changsheng would have more cause and effect.

But as soon as this idea came out, it was refuted by Zhou Xing.

Because the dead cannot produce cause and effect.

They too, compared to the living and the ferrymen, can only obtain cause and effect through other means, not through themselves.

Although Meng Fuge also said that the identity of the deceased is actually the most ingenious, it also has disadvantages.

For example, the duration of the activity is half that of the other two.

Xie Fei touched his chin and said, "But we only need Changsheng to produce cause and effect."

Zhou Xing looked at him quietly, and suddenly remembered what Meng Fuge said when they quarreled yesterday: "People like him are the least involved in cause and effect, but they understand cause and effect the most. He has the purest nature of Yao, and he is self-sufficient."

"Did I say something wrong? Why is your brother looking at me like that?" Xie Fei hooked his hand.

Zhou Xing paused, held his fingers tightly together, and said in a deep voice: "From now on, I will listen to you. Just do whatever you want."

"Ah?" Xie Fei was surprised by his change.

Although most of the time, I do listen to him, but those are small matters. Does Zhou Xing mean that if something big happens, I will also listen to him?

Xie Fei touched the corner of his lips, and the first thing that came to his mind was what he had done in the Yinling Pond. He raised a finger and said, "Okay, then the first thing is to abstain from sex."

"Except for this one." The man's refusal was quick and decisive.

Xie Fei: “…”

Didn't you say I would listen to him? It's only been less than a minute, why did you change your mind?

When they left the yard and walked towards the street, they suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from the building next door.

A figure flew down from the second-floor window.

No, to be more precise, he was thrown off.

The ghost hit someone else's stall directly.

Zhou Xing pulled Xie Fei and hid in the corner of the wall at the intersection. Looking at the person jumping down from above, he directly killed the ghost with a knife, scaring it to pieces.

Is a ferry player.

But isn’t it true that the ferryman cannot kill the one who causes and effects?

Moreover, there is no cause and effect for the deceased.

"He should be helping someone." Zhou Xing whispered.

Xie Fei glanced at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

"If someone has a grudge against this ghost but is unable to take revenge, the ferryman will kill the ghost and will indirectly form a cause and effect relationship with the person who has a grudge against the ghost, and he will be the one repaying the favor."

Xie Fei was a little shocked. He didn't expect this would work.

After thinking about it, he found that this method was the most suitable for the ferryman, because they could directly see the line of cause and effect, and could travel between the worlds of life and death, but they could not directly kill the cause and effect master and deprive him of the cause and effect, so he could only indirectly create cause and effect with the cause and effect master.

If it were a living person, would he choose to kill the one who causes the event directly?

Xie Fei suddenly understood why there were quantity requirements on the line between life and death.