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What Master Didn't Know about the Past of the Milk Dog

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    There is only one entrance to the Palace of the Four Ghost Kings, and there are guards guarding the outside.  Naturally, Mo Ran would not be so stupid as to go to the main entrance. He swept up the beam, and worried that the light of the soul-inducing lamp would attract unnecessary attention, so he hid the lamp in the universe bag, and flew over the eaves and walls on top of the criss-crossed roof tiles.  , the figure was as fast as a black lightning bolt.

    ? This palace looks grand from the outside, and inside is the corridors of Quyuan, overlapping.  Mo Ran jumped to the top of a tower, and leaned down lightly, blending with the black bricks and tiles.  He raised his eyes and looked down, the whole palace was like a small town, it was hard to see the side at a glance.

    Mo Ran was infinitely anxious.

    He finally understood why the man earlier refused to tell him where his master was, presumably because he was afraid of offending the ghost king.  But even though he knew that Chu Wanning was in this palace at this moment, he was still helpless¡ª¡ª

    There are nine hundred palaces here, if not one thousand, where will Chu Wanning be?

    He was like a man about to find a treasure, and his heart and hands trembled more than at first.

    Master

    where are you?

    Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a group of people walking towards the corner with red lanterns.  They were all clad in golden armor and boots.  One by one, they walked from the east gate to the main promenade, and after ten turns and eight turns, they came to an inconspicuous side room.

    A towering old locust tree grew in that side room, which just blocked Mo Ran's sight. He could only see half of the courtyard, and the other half was hidden behind the flourishing branches and leaves.

    When those Yin soldiers entered inside, there was a burst of tables and chairs ping-pong, shouting and drinking, and made a mess.  Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced the sky, and a woman with disheveled hair was dragged and thrown into the yard. Her robe was half uncovered, and most of it slipped off under the brutal pushing of the Yin soldiers, revealing her snow-like skin.

    "Let you escape! I will let you fucking escape!"

    The whip lashes the woman's body fiercely. It should be a tool of torture in the ghost world. Even ghosts will be whipped so painfully that they are dying.

    The woman crawled on the ground trembling, she seemed to want to run, but there were officers and soldiers everywhere, she had nowhere to go.

    "Smelly bitch, you're still thinking of getting out after entering the Four Kings Palace?"

    "I was innocent when I was alive! I have no sins! Why are you doing this to me!" the woman screamed, "Let me out, I'm going to reincarnate, I don't want to stay here!!"

    It was another whipping, which made her cry again and again.

    "Serving the four kings can avoid the suffering of reincarnation! You are really shameless!"

    "He didn't like me! Why can't I go? I¡ªah¡ª!"

    Another whip came down against her face, and the woman burst into tears, trembling uncontrollably, but still wanted to crawl out.

    Her animal-like embarrassment seemed to please the Yin soldiers under the Four Kings more and more, and the men were laughing.  The "tributes" in the side room were dragged out one after another.

    The Yin soldier in the lead said: "My colleagues have worked hard. In this courtyard, the four kings pick out the leftovers. I know you are usually uncomfortable, so each pick something you like to play with. If you like something in particular, come to me.  Register here and bring it back to your home.¡±

    The lecherous ghosts under the hands of the Four Kings screamed, laughed wantonly, and went to the house to pick out very beautiful things.  The woman outside was naturally not immune, surrounded by several people under the tree, and pounced on her like a hungry wolf, as if trying to chew her soul to pieces.

    The room was filled with gasps and chatter for a moment, some were crying, some were yelling, some were begging for mercy.

    Some people really couldn't stand such torture, and wanted to get rid of it, so they sacrificed their souls to flatter them and try their best to please them.  The ugliness of all living beings is the same whether in hell or on earth.

    Mo Ran lightly fell from the tower, and sneaked to the roof of the side hall through the night.  He thought to himself, according to the old man at the wonton stall, Chu Wanning just came, and he should not have been selected by the ghost king, so he would not be here, but he was still a little worried, so he lifted a small half of the black tile and looked down quietly.

    The desire in the house was flourishing, and amidst the chaos, he saw a person's face.

    Rong Jiu.

    In the previous life, he doted on him a lot, but used his doting to plot against him and try to steal his cultivation base, but he was also among them.

    He is the most clever, knowing life and death.

    Many people in this room are struggling and unwilling to follow.  Some dead people were still calling out the names of their lovers in the Yangshi in their mouths in the confusion, while others kept cursing in spite of their reputation.  But Rong Jiu is different, Mo Ran knows this person, he loves money, loves life, of course, there is no life to love after death, but he also cherishes his soul and doesn't want to be abused again.

    On the messy and spacious bed, those around himXun Jiu seemed to snort: "I never imagined that such a romantic person as Mr. Mo would not be able to let go in the ghost world."

    Mo Ran didn't want to talk too much with him, so he took out the scroll and handed it to Rong Jiu: "Have you seen him?"

    Rong Jiuyan looked at Meixing, glanced at her, and said with a sneer: "It's just such a beauty, and whose family is it?"

    Mo Ran frowned and said, "What's wrong with you, just say you haven't seen him."

    "No." Rong Jiu said lightly, "I don't want to tell you if there is."

    ""

    "I'm tired, so I'll go back and rest. Mr. Mo can come and go wherever he wants, and don't send him off."

    Mo Ran shouted to him: "Rong Jiu!"

    The slender figure paused for a moment, then turned half of her charming face to one side, with some complacency: "Why?"

    "I want to save him. If you want, I will save you too. There is no way here, you can't really hang out with those Yin soldiers." Mo Ran said, "Go back earlier."

    Rong Jiu came over half of his face, and said in a charming voice: "Look at what Mr. Mo said, there is no way here, where is the way? Rong Jiu's life is bitter, and he has lived twenty years in the world, so he feels that it is no different from here."  , it¡¯s just that the benefactor has changed from a human to a ghost, and there is no difference between reincarnation and reincarnation?¡±

    "You are begging for life under the tip of a knife."

    Rong Jiu really smiled this time.  He came back to his senses with a smile, and looked at Mo Ran: "Isn't I begging for life under the tip of a knife one day? People are the knife and I am the fish. If you meet some good people, you can reward more silver taels. If you meet someone like Mr. Mo  'Great man', it's a trivial matter not paying the money, I rolled up some money and ran away, and turned around like I didn't know me. Mr. Mo, you stabbed me first, and then advised me to be careful with knives, you are really kind." (  Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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