Bone

Tan Fengyue looked at Qin Nianjiu who was full of resentment and red eyes, and was a little stunned.

So far, it is not the first time he has seen Qin Nianjiu look like this, the first time was in the Hongling Inn, this ghost was haunted by nightmares, and the resentment was exposed; the second time he saw the evil way in yellow, this time Luo Qingyu was annoyed by the ghosts; when the common enemy broke the path again, the ghosts couldn't make a move, and were so excited that they had red pupils and black mist all over their bodies.But now he discovered that when this ghost was in a rage, the black energy of resentment overflowing from his body revealed a faintly undetectable magic!

It's just that when he took a closer look, the faint trace of demonic energy could no longer be found, as if his eyes were dazzled by looking at it for a while, and he had an illusion.

Demons and ghosts are not in the same order of magnitude at all, but if there are ferocious demons, they will cause disasters to the world and even the lives of the people. Even if there are thousands of practitioners, it is difficult to fight.Tan Fengyue raised her heart a little bit, squeezed the silver fan calmly, but heard the ghost say: "There is no such thing as a city lord, I will let her find a reason!"

As he spoke, he grabbed his hand, as if to pull him back, "Let's go!"

"..." How can a demon say such cowardly words in such a fierce tone, Tan Fengyue thought that he was dazzled by his own eyes, coughed lightly and withdrew his hand, and said coolly: "Even the other party's truth is true!" I still don't know how deep it is, should I go to reason or go to the meat buns to beat the dog?"

The meat bun Qin Nianjiu was splashed with cold water by him, his anger subsided a little, and the black mist subconsciously subsided, "...Then what do you think?"

Tan Fengyue pushed Sanjiu in front of him like a wooden man, "You said his soul was restricted, what kind of restriction is it?"

"Restriction is branded on the soul, what else can be good!—" Qin Nianjiu annoyed him and asked unnecessary, but still honestly stroked Sanjiu's head with his hands, and probed again, " ……Why?"

As if he was a little uncertain, he probed again and again twice before muttering: "...how is it a ban that is harmless to the soul and body?"

Tan Fengyue held the tail of her fan to her chin, "Well, I guess so. Although the city lord spoke coldly, he treated the ghosts in the city very well. Treating them as human beings will not hurt their souls..." He looked Sanjiu looked expressionless, thought for a moment, and flipped out the silver fan in his hand, which frightened him, but seeing him still standing quietly without blinking, he didn't even hide, and there was something in his heart. Without guessing, "...this restriction, could it be that Qiqing is banned?"

Happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, shock, fear, and thinking are called the seven emotions, and seeing that all the ghosts in the city have no respect for the city lord, they only act according to their words. Makes sense.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Nianjiu also felt that this was the case.Although he was originally an impersonal person, he has met all kinds of people since he returned to Yang, and he has learned some "true feelings" from them, and understood the importance of the word "love" in his heart, so he couldn't help but swear He said: "I still think she is sincere and kind, and she takes all the ghosts to enjoy themselves safely in the city... The seven emotions are forbidden, and the six desires are naturally hard to grow, so what are you doing in this world? 'Live' like a puppet, do coolies for her and provide her with food and drink!"

This prohibition is branded on the soul, and even if they find a way to leave the city, Sanjiu will not be able to return to the original state... It's all right now!Not only did they have to find a way to get out of the city, but they also had to find a way to get rid of the restriction for Sanjiu—he would rather be harassed by such talkative brats than see him turn into an idiot.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but scolded Na Gong again, "Bah, poisonous woman!"

That being said... Tan Fengyue stood up, "At least it's a little bit better."

This is okay?Qin Nianjiu asked "Ah?" in all sorts of puzzles, and heard the old ancestor order Sanjiu to return to his room to rest first, and then said leisurely: "All the ghosts in this city have been banned from the seven emotions, so they know that they will say anything, and they will answer any questions. Answer, if there are any weird places, why don't you just ask them directly?"

It's past noon now, and all the ghosts in the city are busy with their duties. On the huge wide street, only the two of them, who are allowed to "take a day off and go to work tomorrow morning", are walking along the street with umbrellas Shaking around, looking around from house to house.

It can be seen that the main business of this city is to make colored glaze.I have seen the workshops in rows, some making roof tiles and window frames, some making glazed paintings, and some making flowers, birds, fish and insects as decorations... All the ghosts concentrated on carving molds, casting wax, The furnace of the furnace, each piece of glazed products is different from the fire to the water.

"Where do we start from—" Qin Nianjiu looked at it, his mind was in a mess, he felt strange everywhere, and he didn't know where to start.

He found a wall to lean against lazily, and looked at the expressionless crowd of ghosts in the workshop through the window. Seeing that they were so busy that they almost dragged out afterimages behind them, he couldn't help but snapped his fingers and counted, "They are less and less every day." It is said that there will be six hours of work, and four days off every month... The soul of the dead is tireless and cannot stop working for a moment. In this month, at least ten thousand pieces of colored glaze can be made. This colored glaze can neither be eaten nor worn. , After doing so much, you can’t finish building a wall, can you?”

Not to mention, many courtyard walls in this city are made of glazed bricks of different colors. When the light shines on them, the colorful lights and shadows are reflected all over the place. If the seven emotions are banned, the six desires will also be weakened, and you will not appreciate it, and you will not feel good.

There is also Tan Fengyue who doesn't know how to appreciate it.He was born with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, but he used them to roll Qin Nianjiu's eyes ruthlessly, "I told you to ask the ghost, but who told you to ask me."

"..."

Qin Nianjiu was speechless, so he could only choose a dead soul who was sitting on a sculpture by the door, leaned close to it, and tried to ask: "Uh, dare to ask this ghost brother, what is the thing you are making? What is it for?"

The dead soul didn't look sideways, and continued to carve the clay model on the turntable according to the pattern, but answered truthfully, "I don't know how to use it."

"..." I was stunned when I came up, Qin Nianjiu glanced at the pattern on it, and saw that it was painted with a unicorn and auspicious beast, which seemed to be placed on the eaves for the purpose of protecting the house from evil spirits, so he asked: "What about it?" ...who was it for?"

It can't be used by the ghosts in the city, can't it be that they have to create themselves?

The dead soul kept moving, but still answered, "I don't know who."

I don't know who, it means that this thing was indeed made for someone else... Qin Nianjiu thought for a while, "Where will I send this thing after it's finished?"

The dead soul replied without raising his head, "I don't know where."

Well, ask three questions!Qin Nianjiu was at a loss, "..."

But it was Tan Fengyue who came over and asked straightforwardly, "Should I keep this thing in the city after it's finished, or send it out of the city?"

Didn't it mean that the city is not allowed to enter and leave at will?Qin Nianjiu looked at him suspiciously, but the ghost replied unexpectedly: "Not in the city."

It seems that it answered "I don't know where" just because it really doesn't know where the object will be shipped to... Tan Fengyue figured out some ways to ask questions, and asked in more detail when she opened her mouth again, "You can't go out of the city. Is there someone, or is there a chariot to pick it up?"

Asking the question like this, the dead soul really answered, "There are chariots and horses parked at the side door to fetch it."

Indeed, the scale of this city is not large. If there is no trade with the outside world, even though there are ghosts working every day, it may be difficult to maintain it. Not to mention that their food and clothing are really high-quality. Inexhaustible.It's just... who would be willing to come to this ghost town surrounded by corpses to buy colored glaze?Tan Fengyue asked again, "When will you pick it up?"

The dead soul replied: "Fifteen every month."

Counting the days, there are still a few days until the fifteenth day of this month, and we may be able to take the opportunity to leave the city by then... Qin Nianjiu hurriedly asked, "Have you ever seen the horses and chariots that came to fetch colored glaze? Is there anything special about it?"

The previous question was still clear and clear, but the latter question was somewhat general. The Revenant paused for a moment, and replied a little slow: "I have seen it. It has a smell."

It seems that they just don't have the seven emotions, but the five senses are still there. Qin Nianjiu felt very relieved, and asked, "What's the smell? Is it smelly? What are the people on the carriage wearing—er, what are they wearing compared to mine?" This one, is the material good or bad?"

"Smell of incense powder. It smells good." The dead soul answered while carving a model, then turned his head stiffly to look at Qin Nianjiu's clothes, and replied firmly, "It's good."

I asked a few more questions and reasoned a bit: this city is not a closed and isolated city, on the [-]th day of every month, there will be outside cars and horses coming to pick up colored glaze from the side door, and barter with them.The chariots and horses came with a strong fragrance, and the people inside were dressed luxuriously and were not afraid of ghosts.

It seemed that many clues were asked, but it made people more confused. Qin Nianjiu knocked his forehead with the back of his hand, and said worriedly: "...Where did he come from? Everyone in Qinyuan Town thinks this is a ghost town. No one from all over the world would dare to approach here...Oh, those people are not afraid of ghosts-could they be from the Zongmen? Not right, how can there be Zongmen who would not kill ghosts after seeing ghosts... Evil cultivators? No, evil cultivators want What are you doing, Liuli..."

It's not as good as those previous strange things that required blind guessing and reasoning!He almost lost his head on this side, but Tan Fengyue's side changed a question to ask the dead soul, "Where does your city lord live?"

The dead soul said: "There is no pavilion on the top of the mountain."

It's easy to find it if you know where it is, Tan Fengyue secretly wrote it down, and asked: "Among you who came to this city first, how long have you been here?"

The dead soul said: "Nearly 60 years."

Master Luo said that the desolation of the city was a matter of the previous generation. In terms of life expectancy, one generation is almost a year, and the time is right...Tan Fengyue frowned slightly, "The city lord at that time was also a palace girl?"

The dead soul said: "Yes."

It seems that she was the one who dismissed the city people at that time.Tan Fengyue looked at the burning furnace beside her, "Who taught you the art of making colored glaze?"

The dead soul said: "The city lord."

Not only is his cultivation high, but he can also make colored glaze?Qin Nianjiu was amazed in his heart, and couldn't help inquiring a little bit more about the palace, "Hey, has your city lord ever left the city?"

All the ghosts have been restrained, so it is not surprising that they are willing to stay in the city, but Nagong Buwang can talk and laugh, and he doesn't know that he is dead, so it is impossible to stay in the city with them.

Unexpectedly, the dead soul said: "Never."

"..." He is really the one who can't bear to stay in the ghost city, Qin Nianjiu was speechless, "What are you trying to..."

He just sighed casually, but the dead soul thought he was asking a question and replied, "Wait for someone."

...Waiting for someone?Oh, no wonder, it is said that when a newcomer enters the city, the city lord needs to personally inspect it. Thinking about entering the city, there is already a formation to filter out good and evil. What is there to test, it turns out that—

Suddenly, Qin Nianjiu came to his senses, and turned his head to look at Tan Fengyue who was drooping in thought.

"Uh, Patriarch," he raised the corner of his mouth stiffly, "... aren't you just looking for someone?"