The small suggestion made me excited.

He was reincarnated so many times, kept his memory, and waited in the land for so many years, some relationships.Such a person is definitely the best "coordinate".

However, Shen Xiaorong should appear many years later than Mo asked.He was not the first ghost.

Shen Xiaoyong saw a little of my thoughts and persuaded him: “You are looking for someone, or are you looking for a ghost?”I know a lot of souls that can help you.Just set up your terms.I will help you find the soul you are looking for.If you are not sure, you can ask the lady you have seen before to cast a law.Some contract-based spells should be available in every country.I can accept it.”

The attitude of the small face is not insincere.I was asking for help anyway.

I know he has other pictures, and I know that letting these ghosts out will bring hidden dangers.

However, the help that the small can provide to me is really important.

As long as the whole world is repeated, the spiritual factors are erased from this world, and the calculation of Shen Xiaoyong is no more, and the strength, including his memories and experiences that he has retained, will have no meaning.To be precise, it will all not exist.It does not exist from beginning to end.

I don’t have to worry about what tricks the narrator will do.

The only question is whether Shen Xiaorong can find such a long-term soul.

I thought for a moment and asked, “What time period can you find the soul?”

Shen Xiaorong sighed for a moment, "Basically, the soul of every time period, I can find it for you."He made a joke, “There was no time period in Genesis.”As long as human civilization is established, the country appears... I know a soul that comes from the ancient dynasty of the third millennium BC.There is no record in the history of that dynasty.”

I frowned.

“Don’t worry, what he said is true.There is no record of the living, but there is one of the dead who remembers.The people of the land remember it."Shen Xiaorong assured me, "He was the king of the Moyu Dynasty, ordered the construction of the underground royal city, and the result was an earthquake, which caused the entire dynasty to be destroyed overnight, and there was no chance of self-rescue."

At this time, he was worried about the affairs of others.

"He was very guilty, always blamed himself, never left the earth, never reborn.If you want to see him, it should be easy.He should have followed the other ghosts of the earth and came to earth.I will help you find it.”

His words stopped, looking at my face.

I don't think things are right.

If it is the world's first born ghost, then from what I have seen, and from the things of some of the gated ancestors mentioned by the Gentleman, they are not so primitive in the dynasty they are, and it cannot be what happened in the third millennium BC.

That is to say, this soul that Shen Xiaorong knows is older than Mo asked.He did not become a ghost, but he stayed in the earth and did not go to the birth.

Finding such a soul may not change the whole world.

The time I need is the ghost, the time of the deterioration of the world.

Shen Xiaorong asked, “Who are you looking for?”Is it a fixed person?”

He had a misunderstanding.

I do not have complete confidence in Shen Xiaorong, and it is impossible to put out Ye Qing's plan with the board.

Such people, such as Shen Xiaorong, can make a deal with ghosts, reincarnated with memories, I am afraid that they are supporting the existence of spiritual beings.If there is really no spiritual factor, no ghost, the earth and the reincarnation still exist, but everything comes back, Shen Xiaorong may not have to live so well.

I didn’t answer in the first place, but I didn’t dare to take it too long.As I was about to make up a blind talk, I heard a faint cry.

The cry of the ghost was clear.

In the night, the darkness comes, with resentment and unwillingness, and it is creepy.

I was surprised to see the little one.

Is it not good to manage such ordinary ghosts in the cemetery?

I immediately found out that it was not the sound of the ghosts in the cemetery.

I felt the hymn.

Shen Xiaorong's face was also very wrong, and suddenly it seemed that he had been stepped on his feet and showed a strong color.

He stood up and the computer chair slid straight out.

“Oh, wow, wow, wow . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Crying more than that.

There are women in the voice, there are children, and there are men.The age groups are also different.

The voices gathered, more and more loud.

That cry is almost like the cry of the funeral team.

I heard one of the babies crying and looked more surprised at the small face.

“Wow—wow—”

The baby girl's cry was treachery and loud, hovering in the quiet factory.

The ghosts of the Wanshou cemetery seemed to be frightened, and screams came from inside the factory building.

In the darkness, the lights were flashing, as if they were in contact with poor quality light bulbs, and as if someone had deliberately turned the light on and off.

I saw some shadows in the window.

The ghost's shadow.

But the ghosts were running for their lives, weeping and flashing through the window.

There was chaos, the ghost was scooping, the gloom was still running, and the cry had not stopped.In the excitement, there is a strange silky.

I looked at the little girl in silence.

“Leave alone.”She said seriously.

He flashed, and I had to follow.One active, one passive.

Shen Xiaorong looked at me in amazement, but only nodded slightly, “You can follow and see.”After this, you should have more confidence in my ability."

Shen Xiaorong's thoughts obviously did not come to me, and I did not think that I had to follow him.

He is now in the factory.There is a assembly line in the factory building on the first floor.

With a click, the pipeline is running.But there is no material, no commodity, just machines idling.

A ghost rushed out of the corner and crossed the assembly line.

I couldn’t see what the pipeline was doing, so I saw a metal pipe sticking out of the machine and making a “wrong” sound.There should be airflow from the front of the metal tube, perhaps it was originally used for painting, or something else.

The ghost happened to run through here, and when he saw Shen Xiaorong, it seemed to see the savior, showing the color of joy.His open mouth had not yet made a sound, and something was sprayed on him.

The metal assembly line did not hinder his steps, but the air of nothing caused him great harm.

I saw him fall to the ground, cover his eyes, and roll around.

"Ah!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He raised his hand and dared not touch his face.The face was unrecognizable, red-boosting, as if burned by the heat.

His eyes were too swollen to be visible, his whole face was rotten, and his skin and muscles seemed to melt and fall.

“Hang on, hey...”

There was laughter coming from behind the assembly line, and it was the boy’s laughter.

“Shen has a well-off.”The little boy shouted solemnly.

I saw a little boy in old clothes and loose hair sitting on the machine.

His hair covered his face, and as he slowly looked up, a face appeared.

Like the ghost on the ground, it was a face that was beyond recognition.

"Cousin, I am so miserable... I am so miserable... Why did my brother throw oil on my face, but I was going to be hanged by my father?"Why?Is it because he is as sick as you?Is it because he might be you?”The boy’s voice turned into a loud rant.

Rumble!

The assembly line made a loud noise.

The lights in the factory were off, and the ghost’s call stopped.

I could feel the wind coming from behind.

Looking back, bang, I heard something heavy falling around me.