The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 111

There was only one entrance to the Palace of the Four Ghost Kings, and it was guarded by guards. Mo Ran was not stupid enough to walk to the main entrance. He leaped onto the roof beam, but he was worried that the light of the lantern would attract unnecessary attention, so he hid the lantern in his Qiankun Pouch. Then, he leaped across the crisscrossing roof tiles like a flash of black lightning.

The Palace looked very grand from the outside, and inside, there were many courtyards and corridors. Mo Ran leaped onto the roof of a watchtower and lowered his body to blend in with the black tiles. He looked up and saw that the Palace was like a small city, and he could not see the end of it.

Mo Ran was very anxious.

He finally knew why the man did not tell him where his master was. He was afraid of offending the Ghost Kings. However, even though he knew that Chu Wanning was in the temporary imperial residence, he was still helpless.

There were at least nine hundred palaces here, if not a thousand. Where could Chu Wanning be?

He was like a person who was about to find a treasure, and his heart and hands were trembling more than before.

Master …

Where are you?

Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly saw a group of people carrying dark red lanterns around the corner. They were walking over with footsteps. They were all wearing golden armor and war boots. They walked from the East Gate to the main path, and after a few turns, they came to an inconspicuous side room.

There was a towering old Chinese scholar tree in the side room, which blocked Mo Ran’s sight. He could only see half of the courtyard, and the other half was hidden behind the luxuriant branches.

The Yin Soldiers entered the room, and the first thing they heard was the clatter of tables and chairs, followed by shouting. It was a mess. Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced through the sky. A woman with disheveled hair was thrown into the courtyard. Her robe was half open, and most of it fell off under the rough shove of the Yin Soldiers, revealing her snow-white skin.

“Who told you to run? Who told you to f * cking run?! ”

The whip lashed the woman’s body fiercely. That should be a torture tool from the ghost world. Even ghosts would be whipped until they wished they were dead, hovering between life and death.

The woman crawled on the ground, trembling. She seemed to want to run, but there were soldiers everywhere. She had no place to go.

“Bitch, you’re still thinking of leaving after entering the Fourth King 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 want to reincarnate, I don’t want to stay here!! ”

She was whipped again and again until she cried out in pain.

“Serving the Four Kings will save you from the pain of reincarnation! You’re really shameless! ”

“He doesn’t like me! Why can’t I leave? I — ah —! ”

Another whip landed on her face. The woman cried bitterly. She couldn’t stop trembling, but she still wanted to crawl out.

Her beastly appearance seemed to have pleased the Yin soldiers of the Fourth King even more. The men were all laughing loudly. The tributes in the side room were dragged out one after another.

The leader of the Yin soldiers said, “My fellow comrades, you’ve worked hard. Everything in this courtyard is the leftovers of the four kings. I know you’ve been holding it in for a long time, so pick something you like and play with it. If there’s anything you like, register it here and bring it back to your own home. ”

The perverted ghosts of the Fourth King howled and laughed wantonly. They went to the side of the room to pick the most beautiful goods. The woman outside was naturally not spared. She was surrounded by a few people under the tree. They pounced on her like hungry wolves, as if they wanted to chew her soul into pieces.

In a split second, there was a commotion in the room. Some were crying, some were screaming, and some were begging for mercy.

There were also some who couldn’t stand such torture. They wanted to be free, so they sacrificed their souls to please and please. The ugliness of all living things was the same whether it was hell or the human world.

Mo Ran lightly descended from the watchtower and sneaked to the roof of the side room under the cover of the night. He thought that according to the wonton stall uncle, Chu Wanning had just arrived, so she shouldn’t have been selected by the Ghost King yet, so she shouldn’t be here. But he was still a bit worried, so he lifted a small piece of tile and quietly looked down.

The desire in the room was steaming like clouds. Amidst the chaos, he saw a person’s face.

Rong Jiu.

The one who he doted on a lot in his previous life, but used his doting to scheme against him. The one who wanted to steal his cultivation was also among them.

He was the smartest, knowing life and death.

Many people in the room were struggling, unwilling to obey. Some of the dead were still calling out the names of their loved ones in the previous life. Some cared about their reputation and kept cursing. But Rong Jiu was different. Mo Ran knew this person very well. He loved money and life. Of course, after death, he didn’t have life to love anymore. But he also cherished his soul and didn’t want to be abused again.

On the messy and spacious bed, the failed “tributes” around him were begging for mercy and struggling. He was the only one who closed his eyes and allowed the man to gallop. The soft moans from his mouth were as soft as a cat’s.

Mo Ran looked at his face full of lust. He couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart.

He thought of Chu Wanning.

Rong Jiu was soft, Chu Wanning was tempered steel.

At first glance, he was cold and hard like black iron. No one could break him. But in such a situation, Rong Jiu would please, flatter, and be willing to bend down and use his softness to build an indestructible wall for himself.

But what about Chu Wanning?

Mo Ran didn’t even have to think to know what would happen to that person. He would rather have his soul scattered and fall into the eighteenth level of hell. Who could touch him?

The water never stops flowing, only the steel knife breaks.

“Bang!”

There was a sudden sound, making the people in the room and on the roof terrified.

Mo Ran’s face was pale. He looked up at the courtyard.

The fiery woman’s chest was pierced by the Yin soldier. Her soul gradually became transparent, and tears flowed from her eyes.

Then, it froze for a moment.

Then it scattered into dust.

Her soul scattered.

The Yin Soldier who had destroyed her soul cursed as he stood up. There was a ferocious whip mark on his face. It seemed that the woman had snatched his Soul Suppressing Whip and whipped him. The Yin soldier spat, “Damn it, bad luck! You’ve become a ghost, and you still don’t want to get over it. Bah! Stinking old woman! ”

Mo Ran felt like he fell into an ice cave.

He felt that what he saw was not the woman he had never met. He seemed to see the choice that Chu Wanning would make.

Rong Jiu was still flirting with those perverted ghosts. This was his unique skill to survive. He attached himself to those who were stronger than him and swallowed them with his gentleness like a net.

The tributes in the room gradually began to submit. The rotten smell made people’s throat tight and nauseous.

After an unknown period of time, the beautiful play finally came to an end.

Rong Jiu really made people reluctant to part with him. Some soldiers put on their clothes and went to the head to register. After the four kings checked, they could take him back to their own homes.

These people were the ghosts under the four kings. They would not enter the reincarnation cycle. Although it was not as good to follow them as the four kings, it was always a place to avoid humiliation and live a comfortable life.

Rong Jiu was very satisfied with this.

The Yin soldier who wanted to take him back joked with him for a while. It was late and he had to change the guard, so he left first. The group of demons gradually walked away. The side hall was desolate and messy. It was like a banquet had ended. The wine and human feelings were scattered all over the floor and slowly cooled down.

He sat up lazily. As a man, he was the calmest among these people.

After dressing up, he looked at himself in the bronze mirror. He felt that his face was haggard after death. It was not as rosy as when he was alive. It did not match his eyebrows and eyes.

So Rong Jiu ignored those women who were sobbing, in a daze, and shivering. He cheerfully tidied up his clothes, put on his silk shoes, and strolled to the yard.

There were also rouge flowers in hell, and they were even redder than the ones in the mortal world. He folded a bunch of them. His slender fingertips dipped the flower juice, smeared it on the tip of his lips and wiped it on his cheeks.

Everyone cared about different things. Rong Jiu was born with a hard life. In his opinion, the so-called friendship was something that only the nobles could pursue after they had eaten their fill. He was a dirty seed in the soil. He did not care about etiquette, justice, integrity, and shame. He only had his own life in his arms. If he lost his life, he would carry his own soul.

Suddenly, there was a slight rustling sound behind him. It seemed that someone had touched the flowers.

He thought that it was the woman who had made love with him returning. So he generously donated the love in his eyes. Everything was expensive, but only love was free.

He looked back. It was hard to tell if he was a man or a woman.

But when he saw the person standing coldly by the flowers, Rong Jiu suddenly took a step back. His eyes widened, his lips slightly opened, as if he was struck by lightning.

“It’s you?!”

“It’s me.” Mo Ran said.

Rong Jiu’s charming face changed a thousand expressions. Surprise, hesitation, gloating, annoyance, nervousness, pretending to be relaxed.

Finally, it settled on a cold expression.

He was used to being a smiling person. That kind of fierceness was too heavy on his face. He did not want to stand out too much.

“Why are you here, Mr. Mo?” The last time they met, it was very unpleasant. Rong Jiu stood up straight and looked very indifferent.

Mo Ran said, “I’m looking for someone.”

Rong Jiu seemed to snort, “I didn’t expect such a romantic person like Mr. Mo to have something to worry about in the World of Spirits and Souls.”

Mo Ran did not want to talk too much with him. He took out the scroll and handed it to Rong Jiu, “Have you seen him?”

Rong Jiu glanced at him and sneered, “He’s just so good-looking. Who is he?”

Mo Ran frowned, “What do you mean by good-looking? Just tell me if you’ve seen him.”

“No.” Rong Jiu said lightly, “Even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you.”

“…”

“I’m tired. I’m going back to rest. Mr. Mo, go back where you came from. I won’t send you off. ”

Mo Ran shouted at him, “Rong Jiu!”

The slender figure paused for a moment. She tilted half of her charming face and said proudly, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m going to save him. If you’re willing, I’ll save you too. There’s no Dao here. You can’t really hang out with those ghost soldiers. “Mo Ran said,” Go back to reincarnation as soon as possible. ”

Rong Jiu turned half of his face and said in a charming voice, “Listen to what Mr. Mo said. There’s no Dao here. Where is there Dao? Rong Jiu has a hard life. I’ve lived for twenty years in the human world. I don’t think it’s any different from here. It’s just that you’ve turned from a human into a ghost. Reincarnation or not, what’s the difference? ”

“… You’re living under the knife.”

Rong Jiu laughed for real this time. He smiled as he came back to his senses. He looked at Mo Ran and said, “When have I ever not been on the edge of a knife? I’m a fish on the chopping block. If I meet good people, I’ll reward them more. If I meet a ‘good person’ like Mr. Mo, it’s a small matter if they don’t pay me. They run away with some valuables and pretend they don’t know me when they turn around. Mr. Mo, you stabbed me first, and then you tell me to be careful of knives. You’re really kind. ”