The mind was in chaos, buzzing and numb, Mo Ran only felt his hands and feet were cold, holding Chu Wanning's soul in a daze, and went downstairs.
"Doctor"
"Is it you? What's the matter?"
"Are you sure, the one upstairs is my master's earth soul, right?"
The ghost doctor was a little impatient: "Of course, can I be wrong?"
Mo Ran was not reconciled, and asked: "Will it be a soul, or"
"Or something." The ghost doctor clicked his tongue, "A person has three souls, earth, consciousness, and people. I have practiced medicine here for 150 years. If I can't distinguish these three souls , Hadn¡¯t the King of Hades told me to get the hell out of there long ago?¡±
Mo Ran pursed his lips, and suddenly had an uncertain idea.
"Doctor, you have practiced medicine for one hundred and fifty years, have you ever seen a person who has two earth souls?"
"You must be sick!" The ghost doctor said angrily, "I don't think your brain is working well, why don't you stay and let me give you a pulse!"
Of course he can't let the ghost doctor give him his pulse. Although the sinful master has cast a spell, if he is not careful, he will probably be spotted. Mo Ran quickly apologized, holding a bag full of human and earth soul lantern, and hurried out of the Hall of Sick Souls.
The sky in the ghost world has always been dark. To distinguish between dawn and dusk, one can only look up at the sky. If there is a semi-warm and semi-cool sun behind the red clouds, it is day, and if the cold moon hangs high, it is night.
By this time it was already night, and the road was getting colder and colder.
Mo Ran hugged the soul lamp, lowered his head, and walked alone on the street. The more you walk, the more you feel at a loss, and the more you walk, the more isolated and helpless you feel.
This kind of helplessness and bewilderment has always been with him since he was very young, and this feeling makes him very bad. He even thought of some people he knew when he was dawdling in Goulan Wasili. When the Zuiyu Building was on fire, everyone died, only he survived
Calculating the age, except for his aunt, the others should have not been reincarnated. He didn't know who he might meet if he went on like this.
Then he thought of Xue Meng again.
He remembered that Xue Meng was angrily drinking and trying to snatch the soul lamp in his hand, and he scolded him: "Plague God!"
¡ª¡ª"How do you deserve, how do you have face."
Mo Ran hugged the soul lamp, walked slower and slower, and finally stopped by the wall, his eyes couldn't help turning red, he looked down at the gentle golden light, and murmured softly:
"Master, do youdo you really don't want to go back with me?"
The light did not answer, but burned silently.
He stood there for a long time before he gradually calmed down.
In this vast underworld, he didn't know where to find someone he knew, and suddenly thought of Chu Xun, as if grasping at straws, he hurriedly ran to Shunfeng Building.
When I ran over there, it happened that Shunfeng Building was about to close, and a masked ghost was about to close the door and lock it. Mo Ran hurriedly stopped him, and said anxiously: "Sorry, please wait!"
"It's you?"
The masked man was the one who led him upstairs before, he was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Why are you here again?"
"I have something urgent, please trouble you" Mo Ran ran away in a hurry, panting, his eyes bright and anxious, he swallowed, and said hoarsely, "I want to see Mr. Chu Xun again."
In the pavilion, Chu Xun was fascinated by watching a branch of crabapple flower inserted in a thin-mouthed white porcelain vase, and he was very surprised to see the ink burn away and come back again.
"Why did the young master come back? But he couldn't find anyone?"
Mo Ran said: "I found it, but I I"
Seeing that he was in a hurry, Chu Xun seemed to have something hard to say, so he invited him into the room, closed the door, and said, "Sit down and talk."
Mo Ran was worried that Chu Xun would see something strange if he held the soul-inducing lamp in his hand, so he put it in Qiankun's bag.
He doesn't think that Chu Xun is an evil ghost, but it's better not to let the ghosts here know about such things as living people entering the underworld.
"The young master went to the southeast?"
"Um."
"" Chu Xun pondered for a while, and said, "Is it in the Hall of Sick Souls?"
Mo Ran nodded, thought for a while and said: "Sir, I saw him in the sick house, but he was an incomplete earth soul, unable to move or speak, even different from other ghosts, it is translucent Yes, you can see it, but you can¡¯t touch it.¡±
"The soul of the earth is damaged, which is probably the case." Chu Xun's expression was a little gloomy, "Some undead who have been stimulated will also have their souls separated, and it is difficult to reunite."
thePushing him outside the door, Mo Ran anxiously said, "Can you think about it again? Where is the East City? The person in the painting, where did he go? Please"
"I have no idea!"
A group of ghosts around heard the noise and looked here, while the man roared in a rough voice, regardless of Mo Ran's hand still breaking on the door frame, fiercely trying to close the door.
The five fingers were pinched so hard that it hurt so much. But he didn't care about it, he just held on, unwilling to take his fingers out of the gradually closing crack of the door, but tried his best to push and break again¡ª¡ª
"Trouble you, please think again, I just want to know where he went"
But the man opened the door suddenly, and didn't notice that Mo Ran's fingers were pinched with blood. He pushed the man heavily, and then shouted: "If you say you don't know, you just don't know! Get out!" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com