Where she pointed out was the banks of the Yachuan River under the cooling bed.

Zong Gu got up and walked to the guardrail, holding his breath instantly.

The dark river bank is densely filled with various spirit bodies, and this is only a small part of the spirit bodies that have gathered in Kyoto in recent days;

The spirits were wandering aimlessly, and ordinary people walking by the river were walking through it, ignorant, but they knew that someone on the cool bed beside them was almost suffocating.

"Do Fangming still remember what happened before?" Emperor Ju walked over with a wine glass.

Facing the goddess on the terrace, the spirits underneath are not fluctuating. For most undead, Lord Huangquan is just an illusory name.

"What?" Zong Gu turned to look at her, his mind was still underneath, and he responded casually to her reminiscence.

"Every Christmas is coming, we life teachers will organize a small party in the children's welfare home and will also distribute gifts to the children after that."

He was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I remember... the teacher always leaves the best gifts to me and the bell."

"Because I really like Fangming."

Emperor Ju smiled and said, "Will Fangming look forward to the arrival of Christmas at that time?"

"Full of anticipation." Zong Gu said, vaguely understanding what she meant.

She turned around again, leaned against the guardrail, and looked at him: "If the teachers in the welfare home suddenly announced that they would cancel the Christmas party forever, and there would be no gifts, Fang Ming

What would you think?"

“…”

He was sure that he understood what she meant.

"It will be disappointed, and even more angry."

"The anger of children will at most damage the eardrums of our teachers...but they are different."

Zong Gu looked at the countless spirits below, "They will mutate."

Because of the complete loss of hope, these already extremely sensitive undead spirits will become more uncontrollable. At least eight or nine out of the ten spirit bodies will mutate, and then, Kyoto will be more important than ever before.

confusion.

"However, it's pretty good to use this as the ending of the Soul Sacrifice Society."

Emperor Orange raised his arm high, raised wine to the night, and did not look at the dead souls behind him.

"I don't like the ending of miserable things. When it comes to a grand ceremony like the Five Mountains sending fire, let Kyoto be magnificently confused in the firelight."

【The dead souls in the world, listen to my orders--】

A voice suddenly sounded in her mind. Zong Gu didn't expect her to be so decisive and was shocked.

"teacher!"

"What's wrong?" Emperor Ju looked at him, "Isn't this exactly what Fang Ming expected?"

"No...I was negligent."

Zong Gu immediately persuaded her and admitted to her that she was not considering her well-thought to eliminate future troubles, but ignored the situation that was now on the verge of arrows.

"…Kyoto is in chaos, and the teacher's fun will be affected. Why not announce this matter after the Soul Sacrifice Meeting this year."

The Soul Sacrifice Association usually only reaches its final climax after the end of the Ullambana Festival, and then the institutions will be prepared.

"Ah, Fang Ming is really troublesome."

"sorry……"

Emperor Ju looked at him for a while and smiled: "But it doesn't matter. As long as it is Fangming's request, I can agree."

After being specially cared for by the gods who created the world, Zong Gu could not feel too much honor, "Thank you..."

【It's OK.】

Her voice rang out in my mind again.

Lord Huangquan can use this method to command all the spiritual bodies in the world. At this time and just now, it was probably intentionally that he could hear it, Zong Gu thought.

The spirits below showed different reactions to the casual behavior of the gods. There were those who were confused, but more were excited. Many spirits were participating in the soul sacrifice meeting for the first time, and the words of the gods.

It is undoubtedly the best left-hand proof of the legend.

"Don't Fangming likes chaos?" Emperor Ju asked for no reason.

"I don't like it." Sonoya looked down, "I don't think anyone really likes chaos. Calmness is the destination for everyone."

"I think so, but the world is always in chaos."

Not to mention anything else, at least the source of chaos in the world of the Dead is the arbitrary act of you, the Lord of the Yellow Springs.

——Song Gu only dares to think about such thoughts in his heart.

"Fangming felt that at least the chaos in that world was because of me."

"...No, no." There were some sweat on Zong Gu's forehead.

"But that's the truth." Emperor Orange looked up at the sky, "Happiness is rare, the only thing worth pursuing is peace. Sadly, I am no longer able to stop such chaos."

"Currency comes from the lack of order, and the original 'order' has been completely destroyed by me."

Zong Gu looked at her for a while and asked, "What should we do to rebuild order?"

"This is what Fang Ming is doing now - seizing the divine power of the Eight Thunder Gods, and after some rituals, it can not only reshape the boundary between the human world and the other world, but also rebuild the connection between the two worlds and regain the order of death.

Back on track.”

This result was not beyond Zong Gu's expectations, he just didn't understand the specific changes.

However, this shouldn't be something he needs to consider.

"Being abandoned first, I don't think I did anything wrong, but the result is now, not what I want to see." Emperor Ju looked at him and said, "At this point, I can only look forward to my students coming.

Remedy."

Soya took a breath.

"Can I look forward to Fangming?" She stared into his eyes, "For thousands of years, I have chosen... I have seen countless talents in the world, but no one can compare with Fangming - only you can do this

arrive."

"I can……"

After being silent for a few seconds, Zong Gu realized his inner uneasy as soon as he spoke.

Although he had already let go of his special feelings for Emperor Ju, he would still be excited by her high expectations.

“I will do my best.”

Zong Gu took a deep breath and calmed himself at least on the surface.

"It was my lifelong pursuit to restore order and bring peace to the world."

Emperor Ju showed a very satisfied smile on his face: "I believe Fangming will not disappoint me again this time."

“‘This time’?”

"Fangming used to say that he wanted to be a doctor for me, but he forgot when he turned around. Can't I be disappointed?"

“…”

After receiving his promise, she seemed very happy and returned to the table and started drinking.

Zong Gu was also excited, and after a while, he calmed down.

He didn't drink, nor was he as interested as Emperor Ju. After staying with her for a while, he began to think about working on duty at night.

After looking at the time, it was already 8:50, and he once again offered goodbye to Emperor Ju.

"Teacher, it's almost time for me to leave."

Emperor Orange was in high spirits, and he just smiled when he heard this, "Okay."

"teacher……"

"I understand, I will send Fangming over."

Zong Gu thanked again.

Drinking the last bit of wine in the wine cup, Emperor Ju stood up, took his hand and came to the guardrail.

The Yachuan flows slowly, reflecting the night on the other side of the river. The countless spirits that were originally gathered on the river bank disappeared at this time, leaving only the tranquility of the night.

After a few seconds, Zong Gu realized that it was Emperor Ju who activated the ability of the magma in his body and blocked the spiritual sense.

She looked at the shimmering river below, "Do Fangmei like the night view of Kyoto?"

Sonoya looked at her and said, "I like it."

"I like it too. In the end, it's still only here that can keep me."

The night wind blew, and the orange emperor danced with long hair, and suddenly turned his head and smiled.

"Does Fang Aki want to enjoy the night view of Kyoto from another perspective?"

“What angle…”
To be continued...