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Soul Ferry: Chapter 28: A Chinese Ghost Story

Ten years later.

Late at night, the wind was howling and the clouds were covered with clouds.

Sanqi took Su Jin's hand and walked on the quiet street with a swagger, taking every step very big.

When the strong wind in the dark sky came to the two of them, it seemed to have turned from a ferocious tiger into a docile cat, and only dared to gently blow the girl's hair.

In a blink of an eye, they have been from the underworld to the human world for more than ten years.

Sanqi asked for leave from Pluto to find Ah Niang, but after so long, she didn't even go out of Haiyang City. She was tired of Su Jin's side all day long, so she never thought about finding Ah Niang.

In her mind, anyway, the only blood of the great Arhat in this world can kill Meng Po, and the last great Arhat in the world was transformed into Zhao Li by the Hades. Even if Ah Niang meets the Queen Mother of the West, she will not be in danger of life. She is safer than herself, so she can't worry about it.

Not to mention taking the initiative to look for Ah Niang, she was still worried that Ah Niang would find them. After all, Ah Niang had always had bad intentions towards Dr. Su, which hurt her brain.

As they walked, the two arrived at the door of the convenience store No. 444. Zhao Li, who was on duty in the store, saw their figures, as if he had seen a savior. He suddenly took off the apron on the clerk on his neck, changed into a dark windbreaker hanging beside him, and jumped out of the store and said, "You are here, let the store be handed over to you, I'll withdraw it first."

"Why are you doing so anxiously? Where is the princess?" Su Jin reached out and grabbed him and said.

"Your evil dog came just now, and said that it was something that could not be done. The princess went to help." Zhao Li laughed and said, "I have gotten rid of her entanglement for a while and am going to go to the bar to make a fuss. There are many young ladies waiting for me."

"You are really...invincible, be careful to get sick!" Sanqi said.

Zhao Li staggered at her feet, looking at her in surprise and said, "You are really Sanqi? Didn't someone change?"

"Who did you change? You disappeared quickly, otherwise I would send a message to the princess now." Sanqi threatened.

Zhao Li was pinned to his life gate and did not dare to complain to her. He got on his jeep and rushed out with a kick in the accelerator, graceful and elegant.

Su Jin walked into the convenience store, grabbed some Guandong and cooked it. Sanqi habitually ran to the windowsill and sat down. He took out his cell phone and started watching TV series. He either wiped wolves or linens all day long.

"Dong, dun..."

Soon after, the wall clock began to report the time at twelve o'clock, and the clouds that had gathered outside for more than two hours finally began to lightning and thunder.

The cold wind blew the fallen leaves on the street. Under the illumination of a thick lightning, a figure in a white long skirt suddenly walked out of the end of the dark street.

This is a woman. She looks like she is 28 years old, with a beautiful appearance, bright eyes and charming, just like a fairy walking down from a mural.

The woman walked on the street with a blank expression. Attracted by the shop No. 444, she slowly came to the front of the shop. Under the invasion of inexplicable force, her eyes gradually became clear, like a transparent stream.

In the shop, Sanqi looked up and ignored it.

Su Jin looked at the girl curiously... Looking at her outfit, she doesn't look like a modern ghost.

"Dare you ask where this place is?" In the middle of the night, the beautiful woman pushed the door and asked softly, her voice turning and pleasant, as if she was a fairy voice.

If an ordinary person sees this person and hears this sound, his soul will be uncontrollably intoxicated by the other party's charm. However, there are no ordinary people in this store now.

"Who is the girl in the No. 444 convenience store?" Su Jin asked.

"My name is Xiaoqian." The woman wrinkled her nose, which was both cute and cute: "It seems that she was inexplicably pulled and came here."

"Xiaoqian?" Sanqi paused his Korean drama and asked curiously: "It's not the Xiaoqian in the Ghost Story of A Chinese Girl?"

"What a Ghost Story?" Xiaoqian asked blankly.

Su Jin thought for a while and said, "So, do you recognize someone named Grandma? There are also Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen."

Xiaoqian said in surprise: "How could you know their names?"

I thought that the appearance of White Snake in the original work was exaggerated enough, but now why even the Ghost Story of Agean? Su Jin thought silently in his heart and said, "Sanqi, find out the story of Agean Story of Agean Story for her to show her."

Sanqi nodded, took the tablet and came to Xiaoqian, searched for the original text of the Ghost Story of Qian, and set it into traditional Chinese characters, and delivered it to her.

Xiaoqian looked at it and quickly finished reading the entire Chinese Ghost Story and murmured softly: "The characters here are all real, but the story is not this story, and the ending is not this one."

Su Jin said: "The night is still long, you can talk slowly."

"First of all, the identity information is somewhat different." Xiaoqian said: "In reality, Yan Chixia is not a scholar, but a very terrifying sword immortal.

He only had the so-called right way in his heart, only by killing demons and eliminating demons, so he was determined to chase and kill our lonely ghosts. In order to save us, grandma gave our sisters' urns to the Montenegro Demon King and entrusted him to take care of us.

Not long after, grandma was killed by Yan Chixia... Later, the sword immortal had been to Heishan and wanted to eliminate the roots, but was repelled by the Demon King of Heishan. Later, there was no news about him.

And this Black Mountain Demon King is not a good person. Although he saved us, he asked us to collect human essence for him and use it for practice.

Over the past hundreds of years, I have done this kind of evil thing countless times, and finally suffered retribution and lost my soul. It was not until I came here that my mind gradually became clear and remembered the past!”

Su Jin said: "In other words, your urn is still with the Black Mountain Demon King?"

Xiaoqian nodded, and suddenly Yingying bowed: "I can see that both of them are great powers. I pray that you can help me get the ashes... I will never want to harm others again."

Su Jin is not a nosy person, nor is he very kind-hearted, but he has to divide his father into a jurisdiction. Everything that happens in this jurisdiction is bound to be inseparable from him.

"Do you still remember where the Montenegro Demon King is?"

"In the city of deceased death." Xiaoqian said.

Su Jin was stunned.

This city of deceased death is not in the sun, but in the underworld. And the most important thing is that this city of deceased death is the realm of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!

Could it be that this infamous Monster King has any special relationship with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

Thinking of this, Su Jin felt a little tricky.
Chapter completed!
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