"Not good?" Gui Ji narrowed her eyes and was puzzled: "You are so unwilling to be a member of the Ghost Clan? Then what are you doing here?"

"No, you misunderstood." Cheng Cheng grabbed his head at this time and grinned: "I don't have that many opinions about the Ghost Clan, but my master said that one day, one day, a father will be his lifelong..."

"Oh?" Gui Ji intercepted his words and sneered: "It turns out that you are the one who recognizes your original master and refuses to take others as your teacher. He is a filial disciple. Unfortunately, he is a wooden fish head."

Cheng Cheng waved his hand quickly: "No, no, no, I don't mean that. My master did not forbid me to worship others as his teacher."

"No? What does that mean?" Gui Ji frowned and puzzled.

Cheng Cheng thought about it and said seriously: "What I mean is that since you are a teacher for one day and a father for life, if I worship you as a master and you are a woman, then you will become my mother? But you are so young, at most six or seven years older than me. If you are my mother, I will be under a lot of pressure."

"You! What are you talking nonsense?"

Gui Ji's fair face suddenly turned red. She never thought that what Cheng Cheng was worried about was this. Although her real age was not as young as her appearance, she was still a real girl after all, and now she was treated as a mother, which really made her unable to accept.

"You guys, this is not OK, that is not OK, then what do you think? The thousand-year-old rules of my ghost clan cannot be broken for you alone."

The tone of his voice when he said this was quite weak. If Xiu'er outside heard it, he would definitely think that he had heard it wrong. When did his girl become so easy to speak, and she could even be said to be a little weak. Is it so important to open the Tianmen and return to the underworld? Aren't they, the ghost tribe, also doing a good life in Haizhou?

Cheng Cheng heard the compromise in Gui Ji's words, so he laughed: "If you want me to say that, don't worship me, why not be a disciple. Why not be my sister?"

"Sister?" Gui Ji sneered repeatedly: "Boy, do you know, I actually..."

At this moment, she wanted to tell Cheng Cheng her real age, but for some reason, she endured it again.

"What actually?" Cheng Cheng asked innocently with his eyes open.

Gui Ji glanced at him and shook her head angrily: "It's nothing, I can't call my sister."

"Sister can't do it?" Cheng Cheng frowned, thought for a while, and then laughed again: "Then be my aunt? I'll just treat it as my master's sister."

"Your master's sister?" Gui Ji looked at him steadily, then rolled his eyes: "Can you really find relatives for your master?"

Seeing that she was unhappy, Cheng Cheng was a little depressed: "This is not OK either? Can my aunt do it?"

Gui Ji's eyes suddenly opened.

"Where is my aunt?" Cheng Cheng continued.

"Okay, stop talking!"

Gui Ji's voice increased several times instantly.

Cheng Cheng was stunned, as if he didn't quite understand why she was so excited, but he didn't dare to continue for a while, so he could only blink his eyes and look at the other person.

As the quiet dark lamp swayed, a strange silence fell into the tomb.

After a while, Gui Ji let out a sigh of relief, and his emotions gradually recovered, and a faint smile appeared on her face again.

"Forget it, just call me sister. I will suffer a little loss."

Cheng Cheng was a little surprised. Why did she suffer a loss by calling her sister? She obviously looked like a 17 or 18-year-old sister. Even if a practitioner looks young, she wouldn't be much different, right? Otherwise, why would she not want to call her aunt and aunt?

However, now, at least according to my previous thoughts, the result is still good.

"Okay, then..." Cheng Cheng hesitated for a moment and asked again: "You can't just call me sister, right? I don't know what my sister's name is?"

Gui Ji instantly opened her beautiful eyes and stared at him and said unhappily: "You are still trying to get more and more aggressive. Do you like to ask other people's names?"

Cheng Cheng was stunned and even more puzzled: "Isn't this a normal thing? How can you be a younger brother who doesn't even know the name of his sister?"

"You..." Gui Ji's plump breasts fluttered for a few consecutive times before saying, "Wouldn't it be enough if you call Gui Ji Sister?"

Unexpectedly, Cheng Cheng shook his head repeatedly: "How can this work? My master said that the ghost girl is just an identity, an important position in the ghost clan, not a name."

When he heard this, Gui Ji's mood suddenly became low for some reason, and the spirit in her eyes gradually faded. She turned around, slowly walked back to the jade pier, sat down, her eyes were dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Cheng Cheng saw it strangely. After waiting for a while, he still didn't wait for the other party's answer. He couldn't help but ask: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Did I say something wrong?"

"Hmm?" Gui Ji turned his face and looked at him, his expression still a little unrestrained: "No, you are right. As a sister, you should tell your younger brother his name. However, there is no way to do this, because I really don't have a name."

"How is this possible without a name? Everyone has a name." Cheng Cheng widened his eyes, feeling incredible.

Gui Ji waved her hand: "Okay, there are some things that I can't explain to you for a while. I'll tell you slowly if you have the chance in the future." She paused for a while, thought for a while, and said, "Do you want to go and see Grandma Lan? After she came back, she kept muttering about you."

"Oh." Cheng Cheng's thoughts suddenly turned around, jumped off the bed, and said anxiously: "Where is grandma? I originally wanted to see her."

After retreating from the tomb chamber, Xiu'er was still waiting outside. After listening to Gui Ji's instructions, he responded, and led Cheng Cheng to the deeper tomb passage.

Along the way, the little girl returned to her initial silence, just walking down, not even looking at Cheng Cheng, let alone talking. This made Cheng Cheng feel very puzzled and didn't know what was going on.

"Sister Xiu'er, what's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing." Xiu'er lowered her head, her voice so low that she could hardly be heard.

Cheng Cheng frowned and shook his head and said, "No, there must be something wrong. You are talking and laughing to me before. Why do you ignore me after a while?"

Xiu'er stammered for a while, but didn't say anything.

Cheng Cheng was depressed and walked to her side with two steps, grabbed her left hand: "Hey, what's wrong? Is it that I said something wrong? Are you angry with me?"

Xiu'er was caught by him, and her body trembled slightly. She struggled but couldn't get rid of her, so she had to stop.

"No, you said nothing wrong, Xiu'er was not angry, and she didn't dare to be angry. But, just..."

"Just what?" Cheng Cheng asked.

Xiu'er raised her head, looked at him, and then immediately lowered her head: "You have recognized the girl as your sister now, and your identity will be different. You are the little master of our Jiuxing Tomb. Xiu'er is just a little girl. According to the rules of our ghost clan, you cannot talk to you casually."

"Ah?" Cheng Cheng was stunned.

He was raised by his master since childhood. He practiced in the wilderness most of the time. He had little idea of ​​the rank and rank in this family sect. He never thought about what status he would have in the ghost clan if he recognized Gui Ji as his sister.

And this feeling was not good for him at all. The tomb was already gloomy and terrifying. If no one was willing to talk to him again, wouldn’t it be suffocating to death?

"How can I pay so much attention?" Cheng Cheng frowned and said, "Besides, I am not a member of the Ghost Clan, and these rules don't care about me. But Sister Xiu'er, I will be really angry if you don't talk to me."

Xiu'er looked at him blankly, her eyes full of curiosity. Perhaps she had never seen the process in the ghost clan like this, and she regards the rules as a person without any object.

"Sister Xiu'er, did you hear me talking?" Cheng Cheng saw that she had no reaction for a long time, and couldn't help but shake her little hand and asked.

Xiu'er then pursed her lips and said, "Okay, okay, my little master, Xiu'er heard it, Xiu'er just talks with you. But can you let go of Xiu'er's hand first? It's not good to be seen by others."

Cheng Cheng realized that he had been holding the other person's hand, so he quickly let go, grabbed his head and laughed dryly. But he thought to himself, there are so many ghosts in this place, so where can anyone still be seen?

Grandma Lan’s tomb is much smaller in scale than Gui Ji’s, and it has a strong gloomy aura. A large number of soul spirits scattered in the air. It is obvious that there must be a place for corpse refining around this.

Although Cheng Cheng was not as disgusted with the ghost clan as his master, he was still creepy about this behavior of refining corpses. At this time, the hairs all over his body stood upright involuntarily.

Grandma Lan was very injured and fell on the bed and couldn't move. However, as soon as she saw Cheng Cheng, a smile immediately appeared on her face. She struggled to sit up. Cheng Cheng hurriedly stepped forward and supported her and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Have you seen a girl?"

“See it.”

"Are you all agreed?"

"I agreed."

"That's good."

Grandma Lan breathed a long sigh of relief. She was able to get the expected result with this serious injury, which was a kind of comfort.

Xiu'er said at this time: "The girl has recognized him as her younger brother."

"Brother? Is he actually a younger brother?"

Grandma Lan's eyes widened in an instant, with an incredible look. She was stunned for a while before she shook her head and laughed: "It's good, it's good that the girl is alone for so many years, so it's good to be able to recognize a younger brother."

Seeing her reaction, Cheng Zhi immediately recalled Gui Ji's attitude at that time, so he asked: "Grandma, from your tone, it seems that I shouldn't call her sister?"

"Uh..." Grandma Lan narrowed her eyes and looked at Cheng Cheng for a while before saying, "Didn't the girl tell you what she is doing?"

Cheng Cheng shook his head and frowned, "No, Sister Gui Ji didn't say anything, just let me see you."

"That's it." Grandma Lan thought for a while and said with a smile: "Since the girl didn't say it, she must have her ideas, so I don't want to talk nonsense. For the reason, you should find an opportunity to ask her yourself."

Seeing that Grandma Lan refused to say anything, Cheng Cheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and suddenly remembered something again: "By the way, Grandma Lan, Sister Gui Ji said she didn't have a name. What's going on? How can a person not have a name?"

When Grandma Lan heard him ask about this, she was stunned at first, then sighed softly: "Is this name? Girl actually has it, but she doesn't like to call that name."

"Don't you like to call me?" Cheng Cheng was even more puzzled: "Is the name not good?"
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