Lanke Chess Edge

This ghost city also has a name, it is called Laoyang Ghost City. Naturally, the city cannot be as lively as Laoyang Fufu City.

Lanningke walked through the streets and alleys of the ghost town, and it was difficult to find a ghost to ask for directions, because there were too few ghosts.

After walking by feeling for a long time, I walked around the south of the city several times, and finally couldn't help but went to the homes of the people in the city to ask ghosts.

However, the houses in the city are also very strange. Some houses are empty, and some places are even empty. After searching a few places, I finally heard some laughter in an alley.

Lannink quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door in front of the yard.

"Dong dong dong... is anyone, uh, is anyone home?"

After a while, the door opened with a "squeak~", and Lanningke was slightly taken aback, seeing a paper figurine with a strange expression.

To be honest, although Lanningke is a ghost, he was still slightly startled.

After the paper man opened the door, he didn't speak or change his expression. He kept smiling, because the expression was painted on, and the blush and eyes were extremely exaggerated and scary.

It was only later that Lannink saw the situation in the courtyard. There were eight people sitting around playing wooden cards together. They happened to be four men and four women, and one was older than the other.

‘All old people? '

Lanningke was taken aback for another moment, and then he realized what kind of place it was. This is the ghost town of Laoyang Mansion. Most of the people died of old age, but they were all old people.

"Hey, you still look like a young man, you were young enough when you died."

"Hey, it's a pity to pass away at such a young age!" "Yeah!"

Seeing Lanningke's appearance, several old people made some comments, Lanningke saluted and asked as politely as possible here.

"Several, do you know where the Dong family's private residence in Laoyang is?"

The Dong family is a big family in Laoyang Mansion, anyone who is a local should have heard of it.

"The Dong family? The Dong family who practiced martial arts?"

An old man asked.

"That's right, it's the Dong family!"

"If you ask about the Dong family's old yin house, it's already deserted, but a few years ago, I heard that the young master of the Dong family died young. It's a pity for young people like you to die, and it seems that the young master of the Dong family didn't deserve to die. Therefore, Yinshou is particularly long, and it should be in the depths of Yinmu Lane, which is surrounded by a forest."

Lannink knew it well, no wonder he didn't find it after a few laps, it turned out to be in the Shadywood Forest.

After thanking him, Lanningke left in a hurry.

Half a quarter of an hour later, I finally arrived at the edge of the Yin wood forest. This kind of tree looks a bit like a locust tree, but the wood is pitch black and the leaves are dull. It seems that it is only found in the underworld or places with heavy yin.

There shouldn't be such a large woodland in a normal city, but it's normal in this empty ghost town. After all, most people's yin life is much shorter than their yang life, and ghosts in ghost towns are always sparse.

After walking about a hundred steps into the forest, Lannink could already see an obviously more ornate house from a distance, and he could even see a paper man with a broom cleaning the door of the already clean house.

At this moment, Lanningke's emotions were a bit complicated. He could be jealous or even resentful towards other members of the Nine Heroes back then, but he didn't have such emotions towards Dong Bicheng, because Dong Bicheng died many years earlier than him. First.

Before he got close, Lannink had already announced loudly.

"Brother Dong, Lanningke is here to visit. I wonder if Brother Dong is at home?"

About the time Lanningke walked to the front of the house, a brocade robed man in his thirties came out in a hurry. It was Dong Bicheng.

When Dong Bicheng saw Lanningke, his expression was a little surprised at first, and then he was a little excited. He took a closer look before confirming that Lanningke was real. Although it was a little different from the appearance in memory, it was normal.

"Brother Lan, why did you die young? And in my Laoyang Ghost Town, did you die in Laoyang Mansion, did you die of illness or an accident, or was it something about the Jianghu? Walk around, go in and drink tea, Go in and drink tea!"

In the ghost town, there are few people who come to visit, and there are not many friends. Dong Bicheng was obviously very happy to see Lanningke, but he thought that the other party might be dying, so he didn't dare to show his happiness on his face. He was just a little excited invited him in.

"Okay, blah blah blah!"

"Hey, Brother Lan still remembers me, Dong Mou is very grateful for coming to see me, you are welcome, my parents will give me good tea every year, come and taste the pre-rain tea in our Laoyang Mansion this spring. "

Seeing Dong Bicheng's concerned and enthusiastic expression, Lanningke felt a little ashamed for some reason, but still did not forget Lu Shanjun's request.

The two ghosts took their seats in the house, and their own paper figurine maid went to prepare tea and other things, and Lanningke also asked.

"Brother Dong, what kind of suffering did he suffer before he entered the ghost city, and what is his life expectancy?"

This question is actually very good. A ghost who has entered a ghost city can basically know what kind of person is in front of him as long as he knows these two points.

"Maybe it's because my ancestors of the Dong family have accumulated virtues. I didn't suffer much in the underworld. I was reprimanded by the judge for a few frivolous things. Hey, it may be because of my early death. I have lived in the shadows for more than sixty years. I used to think it was a good thing." , but now, in this underworld is also boring."

"It's better to die than to live."

Lanningke could only comfort him in this way. Hearing Dong Bicheng's words, he already basically understood that he was not the same as him before he was alive.

"By the way, brother Lan, you haven't said how you died yet?"

Lannink was about to speak in embarrassment when a voice sounded first.

"He, of course he has done a lot of evil and suffered retribution, let me swallow it in one gulp!"

As the voice fell, a burst of mist broke away from Lanningke's ghost body, and turned into Lu Tiger on the side.

"Who are you?"

Dong Bicheng wasn't too surprised. He had seen some old ghosts with many magical ghost skills, and even he knew some of them himself, so he thought that Lu Shanjun was also a more powerful ghost.

Lu Shanjun arched his hands.

"My name is Lu Shanjun. In front of the mountain temple on Niukui Mountain, I made an agreement with nine of you knights. Now I am here to fulfill the agreement. However, your fate is not good, and you are already dead."

Dong Bicheng was taken aback for a moment, and remembered what happened back then, but compared to the previous ones, he was the calmest. He had been dead for almost ten years, and there was nothing he couldn't see, so he just stood up and gave a salute.

"It turned out that the tiger came, but Dong has been dead for a long time, and he couldn't fulfill the agreement with you, so I can only apologize."

After finishing the words, she turned her head and said to the paper figurine maidservant who had already brought tea.

"I also watch the tea for Mr. Lu. The tea can't be filled to the brim, so make sure not to spill it."

The paper figurine nodded mechanically, walked slowly, set teacups for the three one by one, and poured out tea without the slightest temperature.

"This paper figurine is just a bit stupid, everything has to be given detailed instructions..."

Dong Bicheng sighed and looked at Lu Shanjun again.

"This time the tiger is here, what is he going to do to me? Can monsters enter ghost towns?"

Lu Shanjun picked up the light teacup and tasted the so-called tea, it was cold and full of Yin, but the taste was not bad.

"You didn't do anything evil. I won't do anything to you. I came to see you because of the agreement back then. By the way, how did you die?"

Dong Bicheng took a sip of tea calmly and recalled.

"It's also related to this chivalry, hehe, everyone in the world admires the heroes who are famous all over the world, and those chivalrous deeds are also well-known, but who knows how many people died in it, Dong Mou chased the thief without thinking. As a result, his skills were not as good as others, and he was killed by him instead."

"Yes, Xing Xia also depends on strength and luck, but such a death is also admirable, and he has a clear conscience."

Hearing Lu Shanjun's words, Dong Bicheng smiled wryly.

"Really have a clear conscience? No! If you don't recognize your own strength and act blindly, it's nothing more than harming yourself, and it will also make your family grieve. After the news of my death was confirmed, my father, who was always strict, turned gray all night, and my mother spent all day. Washing my face with tears, who can understand the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person? Can I have a clear conscience?"

Although Dong Bicheng spoke calmly, he still felt sad and guilty.

Lu Shanjun didn't speak, thought for a while, and just sighed.

"Let's not talk about that, Mr. Dong is very happy that the two of you are here today, tell me about the affairs of Yangshi, and I won't mention Brother Lan's affairs, how are Yan Fei and the others doing now?"

Dong Bicheng didn't ask about Lanningke again, but brought the topic to other people, because Lu Shanjun's words had already made him guess, so he chose to give Lanningke some dignity.

Lu Shanjun was still very willing to have a few more words with Dong Bicheng, he roughly talked about the affairs of the previous few people, and really did not mention the matter of Lanningke, which made the latter a little grateful.

It was not until half a day later that Lanningke and Lu Shanjun took their leave, and the former even asked about the situation of "flying on the grass".

Dong Bicheng leaned against the gate of the courtyard, watching the visitors leave. He intuitively felt that these two people might not come again, and he could guess that they didn't come to the ghost town by legitimate means, but he didn't report to the underworld either. The plan was just a little bit of embarrassment, embarrassment for myself and ex-friends.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back, he suddenly found another visitor at the end of the woodland.

Ji Yuan was wearing a white shirt, with one hand on his side and the other on his back, and within a few steps, he had already arrived in front of Dong Bicheng's private house.

"Who are you?"

Dong Bicheng had a strong sense of familiarity in his heart, because he had just met Lu Shanjun, so he immediately thought of who this was, and immediately changed the address to an honorific.

"You are Mr. Ji!"

Ji Yuan bowed his hands and saluted.

"It's impossible to say goodbye to Dong Daxia, it will be in this way! The past is gone, and the road to the underworld is still long. If Dong Daxia is bored in this city, he can go to the people of the underworld to find an errand, just say It's recommended by fate. Well, this is for you, although it's just some gadgets, it's still rare."

After Ji Yuan finished speaking, the right hand on the back of the back stretched out and spread out the palm, revealing a stack of copper coins on it, the gilt gold is very eye-catching, it looks like there are twenty or thirty coins.

"This, what is this?"

"Fa Qian, haven't Daxia Dong seen it?"

French money? Dong Bicheng was stunned, and took out a small stack of thin paper money with a slight brass color from his pocket, and compared them.

"Hehe, take it, Ji's money is naturally a bit different, it can determine the world at any time, please use it with caution!"

Ji Yuan smiled, and put the money into Dong Bicheng's hands, and the latter subconsciously reached out to take it, only to feel that it was heavy in his hands, and the aura was strong on it.

Dong Bi couldn't put it down and played with it for a while, just about to thank Mr. Ji and invite Mr. Ji to enter the house, but when he looked up, he found that he had disappeared.

Outside the yin wood forest, Ji Yuan turned his head to look behind him, and then looked forward, so Yan Fei was the only one left.

"I don't know what it will be like when the bull and Mr. Lu Shan meet!"

Ji Yuan smiled and muttered to himself, looking forward to what was in his heart.