Adorable and Adorable Ghosts Chapter 171: : I don’t know what to do

Lu Yao never thought that one day, she would be treated as a medicine and soaked in a medicine jar. What is this for? In this situation, she really couldn't think of anything else except that it reminded her of her father, who was so precious that he had to sip two sips of medicinal wine every day.

What's more, none of the medical staff in front of her said a word. Doesn't this just confirm her thoughts from the side? This is definitely downright guilty conscience!

Lu Yao scanned the crowd with scrutiny, and pondered: "I think, I may need an explanation."

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The scolding mothers in the hearts of all the medical staff! It's okay to be ungrateful after you've been cured, but you still have to explain? They still want an explanation! It is a wrong thing to co-author to save lives. Since when did the cured patients be able to speak so righteously and ask the hospital for an explanation.

Just when everyone looked at me and I looked at you, it was an inexplicably embarrassing moment. The door of the ward was forcefully opened from the outside.

The dusty Lu Huanan walked in, looked at Ye Manshan who was sitting in a wheelchair, and said out of breath, "Captain, we have brought back my mother-in-law."

He ran over as soon as he got out of the car, and when he heard that Ye Manshan had gone to look for Lu Yao, he immediately ran over without stopping. The mother-in-law is the savior of their team. With her body back, Ye Manshan would not want to miss her mother-in-law's funeral no matter what. It's just that he didn't expect that Lu Yao, who was destined to be absent, would wake up at this time.

"What did you say?"

As soon as Lu Yao heard the news about her mother-in-law, she became elated.

"The mother-in-law is back, where is she? I heard from Jianguo that I have been in a coma for more than a month, why did she come back..."

When she saw Lu Huanan and Ye Manshan's faces, they didn't have the smiles she expected, and her heart tightened suddenly.

Perhaps, she also understands in her heart that some people's roads have come to an end after all.

In the spacious hall, several elegant black coffins were quietly placed in the center of the auditorium. In the huge auditorium, only a few dozen people were present. These are the families of those who died.

They wept bitterly, mourning the long journey of their loved ones.

Ye Manshan and Lu Yao watched the crowd crying, feeling uncomfortable in their hearts, followed by their eyes turning red, letting the tears run down their cheeks.

Foreign affairs liaison officers are the group of people who sacrificed the most in the Yin Yang crossing. Now, in addition to those ordinary liaison officers, there is an extra Wang Cuiping among these coffins.

Ye Manshan didn't know what level of ghost Wang Cuiping was. I haven't seen her shoot a few times. But every time we get along, she can feel the warmth from her body. In her view, Wang Cuiping is not only her savior, but also her grandmother and her relatives.

There were bursts of crying, echoing non-stop in this empty auditorium.

Unless there are special circumstances, most of the time, Yin Yang Du will not gather crowds for funerals. Just like now, in the big auditorium, there are only a few coffins and a dozen people crying.

It's not that I don't respect heroes enough. It's just that this heavy work is really not suitable for adding a greater psychological burden to the living people.

Lu Yao caressed the coffin, as if she couldn't believe that the mother-in-law who smiled amiably in the past is now lying in the cold coffin. She looked at Ye Manshan with tears in her eyes, and said in a choked voice, "Manshan, tell me, tell me that the one lying inside is not my mother-in-law!"

Ye Manshan didn't speak. She just quietly caressed the coffin, allowing the cold touch to erode her heart. If her search work was a little more thorough, instead of shrinking in the hotel door and not going out, then mother-in-law, could she have a new ending.

"Grandma, I'm sorry!"

Even knowing the three words I'm sorry is so pale in front of life. But she said it anyway. She couldn't save her, or even offer her even the slightest help.

Lu Yao finally stopped suppressing her emotions, fell on the coffin and cried hysterically.

She finally stopped suppressing herself, and released her fear of death, her helplessness and powerlessness when dealing with the ghost king, and the guilt she felt for not being able to drag her out of the sea of ​​suffering when facing Wang Cuiping.

There is nothing more disturbing than watching others die.

"It's the mother-in-law! It's the mother-in-law who gave up her life to send us a message. Let us escape as soon as possible."

She will never forget the way her mother-in-law smiled at her kindly at the end. I can't forget her vulgar calico padded jacket and her deformed little feet.

How much sacrifice did she make for Yin Yang Ferry!

Ye Manshan would not only think that her mother-in-law must have stood where she was standing at this time. They were standing here to send her off, but she was standing here, sending off her relatives. And more than once stood here.

How strong a heart does this need? Or how much firm belief is needed.

As she said, she dedicated everything she had to Yinyang Ferry and the cause she loved.

Ye Manshan rubbed her eyes, gently pulled Lu Yao up, followed her to watch Xiao Liuzi and Lu Huanan, and carried the coffin to the cemetery outside.

Su Li stood far away in the shadows, silently looking at the tearful figure, then turned to look at Pang Qinglin who was standing on the side.

"Over there, is there any news?"

"No. All our secret forces have been mobilized, and we haven't heard any news. Are we really worrying too much?"

Su Li narrowed his eyes. Is he really worrying too much? He laughed at himself, he would rather be worrying too much.

"Pang Qinglin, how long have you been with me."

"Four hundred and thirty-two years." Pang Qinglin also hid in the shadows and merged with the darkness. She raised her eyes and glanced at Su Li, then stood with her head bowed. Not sure why this is being asked.

"Manshan has already accelerated the pace of memory fusion. She has found a fast fusion method by herself. Although it may not be safe, the entry of cultivation level is changing with each passing day. The distance to that point is already very fast. You know what I'm talking about. Even though we have made countless preparations over the years, I am getting weaker and weaker after all."

"Master, you..."

"You are someone who has seen them, and you should also understand what will be waiting for us if Manshan reaches that point. All these years, the ghost emperor and imperial court have not been destroyed, so that we can't startle the snake. But... ..."

Pang Qinglin lowered her head, she knew what Su Li wanted to say. His time is running out. Only this last life is left. If he can't do something in this last life, then he will die, and he will not be reconciled.

The enemy of Yin Yang Crossing is the disgusting ghost. But Su Li's enemy was not.

The power hidden behind the disgusting ghost is the real reason why he hesitates to act.

"I will go to find out the news again."

As soon as she thought of those people hiding behind the scenes, vigorous anger surged in her heart. Why? Why do they have to push each other so hard. So many years have passed in a flash, why still refuse to let go. Perhaps for them, hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye. But her master now only has his last life left.

A lifetime may be but an instant in their eyes. But those people, why are they not willing to leave even a single moment for this pair of hard-working lovers!

"Must, let her grow up to be able to protect herself!"

Pang Qinglin nodded emphatically when she heard Su Li's words.

Su Li's eyes followed Ye Manshan away, as if his own soul had already followed her away.

This seemingly tense life, in Su Li's view, is extremely comfortable. No one knows what kind of enemy they will face. No one knows where their path will be tomorrow.

He risked his life and dragged the lingering true spirit. After so many years of reincarnation, he finally came to an end in this life. The true spirit is shattered, even if he is lucky enough to have an afterlife, he will never remember her face again.

Yin Yang Ferry spreads all over the world. Although there are not many people, there is no country that dares to confront Yin Yang Ferry head-on, which shows its strength. And he stands at the very top of this powerful institution, so it can be said that he is as rich as an enemy and has power over the world. But what's the use?

In his heart, he was still no match for her smile when she looked back.

No one knows that the Yin-Yang Crossing in the dark is more than ten times stronger than the Yin-Yang Crossing in the open. All of them are the true spirits of the outstanding figures from all generations of Yinyangdu, who have transformed into various cultivators, lurking in unknown corners. But even with such strength, when facing those enemies, Su Li still had no idea.

After all, he is no longer the existence standing above the nine heavens. And she, after all, turned into a mortal, annihilated her true spirit and became an ant.

Su Li would always think, if she hadn't sacrificed her true spirit to protect herself then where would she be now? Will it be the same as her, just muddled, but searching hard in the vast sea of ​​people.

She saved him, but she shouldn't have saved him.

This broken true spirit is completely incapable of cultivation. Every reincarnation and rebirth is a wear and tear on his true spirit. You can't practice to make up for it, and you can't practice to make yourself grow considerably. The true spirit is weak, and the cultivation base is insufficient. The current him, once she steps into that realm, he can no longer block her brilliance.

That brilliance is like the only light in the darkness. It is enough for a caring person in the dark to see her existence.

If she was the one who annihilated the true spirit at that time, then she would definitely be able to escape from the enemy's pursuit and survive. He only hated himself for being injured too badly and for falling into a coma.

Su Liyao stretched out his hand, and then slowly put it down.

He turned around and walked out from the back door of the auditorium, his lonely back stood up straighter and straighter under the winter sun. His heart has never changed, and it has never been as firm as it is now.

It's just a death, and I've been with her for so many years, no matter what, I should be content.

Ye Manshan, who was watching the coffin slowly fall, looked in the direction of the auditorium if she felt something. Seeing that there was no one there, she turned her head back in surprise, frowned and shook her head.

Parting is always sad. It is the most touching.

Ye Manshan standing in front of the tomb, even though she has integrated the memories of dozens of lifetimes, she still hasn't noticed that there is a pair of black hands hidden behind everyone, slowly reaching her back. The emotional entanglement between the two was far more complicated than she thought.

Su Li quietly opened his secret room, walked through the layers of shelves, and walked directly to the last row.

At the bottom of the shelf, a ring-shaped jade pendant lay in a box, and as the box was opened, it quietly shone with lustrous brilliance. It is obviously something of a long time ago, but its brilliance is flowing, and people can't move their eyes when they look at it at a glance. He stroked it lightly, as if stroking his closest person.

It's a sword! A sword that can only be used by Ye Manshanlai.

In the imperial court of disgusting ghosts, Long Hua silently looked at the blank scroll hanging in the middle of the hall, with a hesitant look flashing across his face.

Is such a choice really right? With the growing cultivation base, it now gradually understands many things. Perhaps the increase in cultivation base can also increase the brain capacity. This made it hesitant and had its own thoughts.

Except for a few people in this world, most ordinary ghosts don't know that the disgusting ghosts that make them talk about it are actually just playthings created by others on a whim.

Longhua knows it. Su Li also knew the same.

But if you know it, you know it, the difference in standpoint, the nature of the race, but the two races have to confront each other and fight non-stop.

Day and night, week after week.

During the long years, apart from cultivating, Long Hua fought with Yin Yang Du. This kind of manipulative day is like a helpless marionette, always acting according to the instructions of others.

Kill Su Li and his woman! It is the whole meaning of its existence, the person behind it, and its ultimate purpose.

In the blank scroll, there has been no sound for a while. Is it a hundred years, or two hundred years? It no longer remembers.

Perhaps they have finally discovered that they cannot be killed simply by being disgusted with ghosts. So they, a group of disgusting ghosts, were ruthlessly abandoned.

Longhua is contradictory. Because it hopes to hear the voice from the scroll again, but it doesn't want to be controlled by others again. The feeling of being ruthlessly abandoned, even if it is disgusting ghosts, I don't want to experience it again.

Called again and again, ignored again and again. It's like a child who suddenly realizes one day that he has become a dispensable stranger in his father's eyes.

However, if you don't call again. Where will they go? Continue to be tracked by Yin Yang Du all the way like now, locked to the position of the imperial court?

Longhua struggled for a long time, finally raised his head to look at the scroll, stretched out his hand to caress it gently, and knelt down on the ground.

"Please, God have mercy!"

The scroll is always blank.