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Chapter 147 It’s Not Easy to Be a Ghost Messenger in the Underworld (8)

Human world.

The residence of Minister Lin.

Lingyu washed up and came to the main hall.

The main hall was bustling with people sitting around a table, it was quite lively.

When Lingyu saw this scene, her eyes became slightly moist.

Compared with this, her painful, sad and extremely short 25 years...what are they?

If I let go of my resentment, can I stay here forever?

"Mo Mo, why are you in a daze? Come here quickly, or the food will get cold." Father Lin looked at Lingyu lovingly and waved at her.

"Yes, Momo, mother specially prepared a lot of dishes, all of which are your favorite. You have been comatose for the past few days, so eat more and replenish your body." Mother Lin smiled and pulled Lingyu to sit down.

"Sister, Qu Qu misses you so much. You don't even play with me anymore." A little boy said pitifully, blinking his big eyes.

Lingyu smiled and gently rubbed the boy's head: "Sister was not feeling well, now she is better...she can play with Qu Qu."

"it is good."

The family finished the dinner in harmony.

Lingyu left first and returned to his room.

The voice in my mind sounded again: "Lingyu, in three days, Mo Xuan will choose a concubine. Don't worry about the rest. I will help you. Remember, you must make Mo Xuan fall in love with you and let him survive in the shortest possible time."

"Who are you? Why can't I see you?" Ling Yu wondered.

"You don't have to worry about that. You can only return to the modern world after completing the mission in this world. Or do you not want revenge anymore? Are you attached to this place? "The ghostly voice suddenly became heavier, and Ling Yu felt as if his soul was about to be torn apart.

After a moment, Ling Yu struggled and said, "I... ahem, I understand. I will complete the task... ahem."

The pain in my body disappeared along with the sound.

The room was unusually quiet, and the only sound was the woman's faint breathing.

......

On this side, Di Liao didn't know what to do and ran away early.

Shi Qi had no choice but to float to Mo Xuan's bedroom as a ghost.

Shi Qi frowned slightly as he looked at the black air floating around from time to time and the coughing sounds of people in the house.

Sure enough, there are quite a lot of souls.

So...why did she feel soft-hearted and agree to postpone it in the beginning? Isn't this just asking for trouble?

She took in Mo Xuan immediately to avoid any more trouble!

Shi Qi thought so and floated in quickly with a cold face.

Mo Xuan's bedroom was not as gorgeous and luxurious as she had imagined.

It was probably the most simple palace she had ever seen.

There is just a bed, a couch and a table, and nothing else around. It is hard to imagine that this is... the bedroom of the ruler of a country.

The young man was wearing a white inner garment, had a handsome face, eyebrows and eyes as white as snow, and was noble and not like an ordinary person.

Maybe he just coughed up blood again, his originally pale mouth now looks seductively red.

At this time, he was holding a military book and studying it carefully.

Fresh, elegant and quiet, a handsome young man with an elegant bearing.

Almost in an instant, Shi Qi was slightly dazed.

Such a quiet and beautiful appearance reminded her of someone - Luo Yu.

The difference is that Luo Yu is more cunning and smart, graceful, unrestrained and easy-going.

But the young man in front of him was just mature, with a sad face and no life at all.

Shi Qi came back to his senses and floated to the opposite side of the young man.

He took out the soul-catching lock, his face turned cold, and he exerted force suddenly.

Just as it was about to hit the boy, he suddenly stood up and dodged it just in time.

Shi Qi's fingers stiffened and he retracted the soul-binding lock.

Observing the boy's expression, he was very confused.

What's going on? Is it a coincidence or... can Mo Xuan see her?

However, after observing for a long time, Mo Xuan's expression remained calm, as if he just stood up to drink water.

Shi Qi calmed himself down and prepared to try again.

This time it was even more powerful. The chain, glowing purple, whistled and attacked the boy's back with a gust of wind.

However, the chain seemed to be blocked and suddenly bounced back the moment it touched the boy's body.

Shi Qi was not paying attention for a moment and suddenly felt a pain in his arm and cried out softly.

There was only a hint of white light on Mo Xuan's body, but after just a moment, the white light dissipated and no trace of it could be found anymore.

Shi Qi felt a severe stinging pain on his arm. When he looked again, he saw that a lot of purple liquid had seeped out of his clothes and his body became increasingly weak.

"Hiss~ What happened?" Shi Qi cried softly, looking at the wound with a frown.

Looking around, he found nothing unusual. Shi Qi calmed himself down and quickly floated out of the room.

In the forest, as if by telepathy, Di Liao suddenly appeared in front of Shi Qi.

"How did you get hurt? Were you attacked by a vengeful spirit?" Di Liao held Shi Qi's arm, very worried.

"Nothing. Di Liao, I'm sorry, I just wanted to...snatch the soul in advance. But for some reason, there was a white light on Mo Xuan's body. The soul-snatching lock is completely useless, and it may even backfire on me." Shi Qi calmed down and said lightly.

Di Liao was stunned: "You... Never mind, I understand your feelings. But what is going on with this white light? Shi Qi, this is good, fortunately you tried it today, we can still find a way."

"If we really wait until the last day, it will be really troublesome. So, I will take you back to the underworld first. Yama will definitely find a way." Di Liao said, supporting Shi Qi and walking towards Xuantong Gate.

Shi Qi stopped him: "No, my soul consciousness has not recovered yet, and I am injured again. It will be more uncomfortable to enter Xuantong Gate."

Di Liao was stunned and said anxiously: "What should I do? I am worried about you being a ghost here."

Shi Qi's mouth twitched, and he stood calmly: "It's okay, I'll find a secluded place to repair it. You go back quickly and report this to Yan Luo."

Seeing the woman's expression that would not refrain from rejection, Di Liao had no choice but to agree.

"Shi Qi, wait for me. Be careful. Don't confront a fierce ghost head-on, okay?" After Di Liao said that, he made a gesture around Shi Qi and quickly disappeared.

After everyone left, Shi Qi sat down on the ground helplessly, his face pale and covered in sweat.

The wound was soaked with sweat and hurt badly.

Shi Qi was surprised.

Why is this backlash... so severe?

What happened to Mo Xuan? Was it his own power, or... was it related to the person who wanted to harm him?

Shi Qi just felt his head was dizzy. He struggled to stand up and walked towards the depths of the forest.

On the other side, outside Mo Xuan's bedroom, a black shadow saw that no one was hurt, and quickly disappeared into the air.

The boy in the room stared at somewhere, his eyelashes trembling.

After a moment, as if nothing had happened, he calmly picked up the military book and continued to study it.

......

Naihe Bridge.

Meng Nianchan felt the magic whip in her body moving strangely and felt a little uneasy.

Since ancient times, whether it is a divine weapon or a magical tool, it will recognize its master.

Now the whip is moving strangely, Shi Qi...what happened?

"Mother-in-law, did I offend you? You filled my bowl with too much soup, didn't you?" A hearty male voice interrupted Meng Nianchan's thoughts.

"It's okay. What's the difference between more and less?" Meng Nianchan came back to her senses and handed the bowl to the boy.

"If I had known Meng Po was so beautiful, I would have come earlier. Grandma, I'm alone now, how about... I chat with you for a while?" The boy touched his head and smiled, looking very sunny.

"No, forget it as soon as possible and reincarnate as soon as possible." Meng Nianchan said coldly, feeling even more worried.

"You are such a cold girl, never mind. Maybe in the next life... I can still see you again?" The boy smiled bitterly, took the soup and drank it all.

Looking at the people crossing the bridge, Meng Nianchan retracted her gaze, put down the things in her hands, and hurriedly ran towards the Yama Palace.

......

In the woods, Shi Qi looked at the ghost shadows swaying around him, his eyes turning cold.

Fortunately, these undead were well-behaved and did not dare to come forward.

What she didn't know was that in the distance, a fiery red figure was following her, holding its breath.

"Nannan, why are you following the ugly ghost? Huohuo, um~ I feel so sleepy." The little dumpling covered his mouth and nestled obediently in the man's arms.

"Go to sleep if you're tired." The man's eyes flickered, his figure paused, and he stopped moving forward.

“Why is Nannan’s body so cold suddenly? Huohuo feels uncomfortable, um~” said the little dumpling, and found a comfortable place in the man’s arms and fell asleep.

After a while, the red figure disappeared, and the gloomy energy in the forest became heavier.

White mist was floating and the shadows of the trees were swaying, which was very strange.