"Is that god who created Japan?"

"Well. She is also the master of this Huangquan Ghost Country."

"Yeah……"

Looking at the void above his head, Hongzi let out a long breath.

"Please come and save me and Zonggu, Lord Yin Xie."

Zong Gu didn't say anything more, and she fell silent.

When you wait in a daze, your emotions always rise and fall, and the turning point is often just an unintentional word or a trivial thought that suddenly appears.

When at a high place, the two can talk and laugh like they were still in the world, and turn a blind eye to the current embarrassment;

When they fell to the trough, they didn't want to speak for a long time. They each had the darkest negative thoughts and were secretly sad.

Time flows silently and silently, without any trace.

Picking up the phone that turned off the phone, Zong Gu paused for a while, and then put it down again.

"Don't you open it?"

"No need." He looked at Hongzi with a depressed look, "Is it okay?"

“…”

She didn't say anything, just shook her head.

"I want to hold you."

He raised his gaze and looked at him, Hongzi moved his body and lay with him.

Just the simple action of getting up sideways made Zong Gu grin in pain and it took him a long time to recover.

"It doesn't matter..."

Hongzi stared at his face for a while, and saw him shaking his head, then slowly hugged his body and pressed his face against his chest.

"Zonggu."

"Um."

"Are we really still alive?"

"It should be."

The severe pain made his voice weak and firm.

"The pain makes me feel alive."

Hongzi hugged her tighter, "Only by holding Zong Gu like this, can I believe that everything in front of me is real, not a dream."

"At least I'm real." Zong Gu lowered his head and stroked her back.

The two hugged each other tightly, hugging each other speechlessly until the steamed buns under their heads suddenly dissipated and hit the ground together.

"pain……"

Hongzi rubbed her head, sat up immediately, and touched the place where the steamed bun disappeared.

"It's really gone." She grabbed the air in front of her and "completely disappeared."

"It's not completely gone..." Although it can't be seen or touched, Zong Gu could feel the power of the yellow spring around his head suddenly becoming stronger.

"There is 'growing' over there again." Hongzi looked at a nearby piece of broken wall. The steamed buns on it were originally taken away by her, but now they reappeared.

"Anyway, don't worry about the food being finished," Soya said.

"Okay. Do you still want a pillow?"

"Forget it, it hurts a lot when my head suddenly hits."

Hongzi didn't go to collect steamed buns anymore and lay down next to him.

"Songgu seems to have been awake much longer today."

"Well, my head is not so drowsy. I want to be with Hongzi, too."

"Not forced?"

"Don't worry."

And Zong Gu's awakening lasted all day.

It was not until around 10 o'clock in the evening that he felt a little sleepy as usual.

"Zonggu's body is gradually returning to normal..."

"Um."

With the extreme state of chasing the Eight Thunder Gods seven or eight days ago, Zong Gu felt that it was not surprising that he died on the spot, but he still survived. This is no longer an explanation for the strong will to survive.

Eighty-most because of this special physique, he thought that the power of the underworld that nourishes his body at all times was also indelible.

He was dying and resurrected, and he had calmly accepted the fact that he was not a normal person.

And now, he is not the only living citizen of the Huangquan Kingdom - there is also a red son.

This is probably not entirely a bad thing, and Sonoya thought again.

At least in the underworld, they will never be starved to death. Even if they are a little injured, they can recover quickly with the help of the power of the underworld.

But they won't stay in the underworld all the time.

As his body recovered a little, Zong Gu's confidence also increased.

Even if Emperor Ju didn't come to rescue him in the end, he still had many things he hadn't tried, so he might not be able to escape.

"I will definitely find a way to take Hongzi away from here."

"Hey... well, I believe in Sonoya."

"When we return to the world, Hongzi will wear Tongye's amulet, so that the daughter of Huangquan will not be able to detect your existence."

"Where is Sonoya?"

He opened his hand and a dark green magma appeared on the palm of his hand, "I have this."

After being in a coma for five days and being awake, he found that the effect of the eight-foot Qiong Queuyu shielding spiritual consciousness was also restored.

Recalling that Chao Wuling had mentioned before that the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu needed the power of the Huangquan to drive it, he couldn't help but guess that perhaps it was because the power of the Huangquan inside Gouyu was consumed that it suddenly failed.

It's just that the timing is too coincidental...

It’s impossible that Yuedu or Juicyong secretly turned off the effect of blocking spiritual enlightenment by blocking the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu?

This thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and Zong Gu shook his head again, thinking that it was impossible.

He could not think of a reason for them to do so.

"Eight-foot Qiong Gouyu..."

Hongzi picked up Gouyu, played with it in her hand for a while, and then took out the mirror of the true scriptures in her pocket.

"I can't believe that the three real artifacts are two in my hands."

Zong Gu looked at the two things in her hand and said, "If you are lucky, you may be able to see the third artifact in the underworld."

"Tiancongyun Sword?"

"Well, the Tiancongyun Sword was also left in the underworld." He paused for a moment, bringing hope for what he had just mentioned casually, "I wish I could pick it up."

When he was in a coma, Hongzi only cared about his back, and the samurai sword that had been broken twice was nowhere to be seen.

Without weapons, he always feels unsafe.

I have to get a weapon with me...

However, this is something that he can only consider after his body has fully recovered.

Putting down the gueju and bronze mirror, Hongzi stood up and stood behind the broken wall and looked into the distance.

"Even if I don't hold the mirror of the true scriptures, I can see the spirit body now."

“…”

She lowered her head, "Is it because I ate Huangquan's food?"

"Um."

"The same goes after you go out?"

Zong Gu thought for a while and nodded.

"Then I am a spiritual enlightened person now?" Hongzi asked again.

"This is not the same thing. Hongzi just became 'visible'."

"All right."

It was like that when you saw too much spirits, most of them looked not much different from ordinary people. They were nothing more intense than those of ordinary people. They were nothing more intense than those of the fierce ones, and the negative ones became more negative. After standing for a while, she sat down again.

Putting away the bronze mirror, Hongzi asked, "Does Zong Gu want to lie down?"
To be continued...