Even though Qin Ye has been a ghost corpse for a while, he is still a little confused now.

On the dance floor in the center, three women in classical ladies were dancing extremely provocative dances. The pale hands were sank into the breasts like vines from the slit of the long skirt, and the waist like a water snake could be held. If it weren't for the existence of the spirit, Qin Ye could not help but say: he danced charmingly.

As the charming danced, there were drums that hit the heart, and there were screams like a tide. The bank of the world was like a money-free one. In the compartment, some ghosts with intelligence were talking about something like humans. The rabbit girl held a tray and wine glass, packed with extremely exquisitely packaged wine. The audience couldn't help but nod and shook their feet with the singing of the desert camels.

Really, as long as they don’t care about their virtuality and reality, their color existence and non-existence, this place is exactly the same as all the nightclubs Qin Ye has been to.

"I stepped onto the desert boat, carried a pipe hourglass on my back, and held a pot of strong wine in my hand!"

"The long ancient road is long, and I can't express my joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow, only the camel is still running..." The singing gradually lowered, and the atmosphere in the audience finally soothed for a while. A few ghosts with students looked like ghosts jumped off the stage and changed into several dancers wearing suits and small fur hats.

The next moment, the soothing atmosphere just now ignited with the arrival of the chorus. On the stage, a band wearing pale hair and extremely avant-garde clothes sounded loudly. The white dry ice around it sang into a sea of ​​clouds and smoke, and countless ghost hands were held in the air, shouting with the band at the top of their lungs.

"Day and night intertwined, so charming and graceful, wasted time and self, and there were too many lost roads ahead..."

Qin Ye was stunned for a moment before he recovered.

Damn it...is it too keeping pace with the times?

No... This is indeed a club, there is nothing wrong with this card. But don't you really think it's a little different from the previous invitation mode? The graphics cards are different, okay!

"Handsome guy." At this moment, a cold touch appeared on Qin Ye's lower abdomen. He looked at a melon-shaped face in shock. When he was alive, he had definitely looked over eight points. His hand had covered his indescribable part. His index finger gently outlined the shape on the seam of his pants, and smiled: "The first time I'm here? I'm pretty handsome, who's borrowed the body? I just died not long ago? It's a pity to die so handsome..."

This is a damn...

Qin Ye really wants to wave his hand to get to know the other party. Please keep your hands warm, okay?

He looked at the other person coldly, his expression went from smiling, to stiffness, to trembling, to finally suddenly opening his mouth and was about to scream, but in just three seconds.

"Living... um... wu... wuwu!!" Before he could scream, a pale hand covered her mouth. The woman kicked her limbs, her eyes widened, and her hands pointed at Qin Ye. The word "Living" didn't exclaim.

"Lady, this is the host's distinguished guest." The one who covered her mouth was a paper-made person. Unlike the one I had invited before, this paper-made person was wearing an extremely simple black suit and a ridiculously split head. It was obvious that the painter's skills were not up to standard, and the proportions of his facial features were not right. Under the colorful lights, it only made people feel embarrassed.

It can be seen from the naked eye that the female ghost turned into a blue and white yin energy in the hands of the paper-zai Man dissipated. If the people around him saw it, the paper-zai Man bowed respectfully: "Sir, please follow me, Master, please invite me."

Qin Ye nodded. When Yin Ling saw the paper-breaking man, he automatically made way out and walked to the noisy corner, and then he realized that there was another layer on it.

Walking up the rotating stairs, you can see the entire floor. Just behind the dance floor, there is a two-meter-sized pit. The lights were too evil before. And in this pit... four silver chains were scattered into it, and the pure and extremely yin energy lingered up like smoke and clouds.

"This is..." Qin Ye's eyes moved, suppressing his fluctuating mood. A cold sweat broke out in the palm of his hand!

Too familiar...

Pure and thick. This kind of yin energy... is a fragment of the Yan Luo Seal!

Just now!

Dong...

A dull sound was like a bell ringing, and something suddenly moved under the pit. The next second, the yin energy tsunami like a flood rushed into the whole audience. Under the nourishment of the purest yin energy in the underworld, the atmosphere in the whole audience instantly reached the highest point! Ghost screams came one after another!

As the ghosts were clamoring, the fragments of the Yama Seal on Qin Ye's chest seemed to have suddenly had life, and their hearts were jumping up. At the same time, in the room on the second floor, a powerful yin energy exploded, and with an incredible doubt, it instantly settled on him.

Wash it! Qin Ye's clothes suddenly swept up and fell down gently.

At this moment, it was like a storm opening in an instant, and he was standing in the center of the eye of the storm.

"Is this... soul-retaining?"

He is five or six meters away from the door.

The feet, however, take root and can no longer move.

I never thought that there was a fragment of a treasure in the underworld! And this only remaining Yin Chou, the seated dragon in Bao'an City, had an yin energy comparable to that of the puppet master! It was a level of soul-detaining!

retreat?

It was impossible, the other party's eyes had already locked him. As long as he dared to leave, all the ghosts in the audience would splash the sixth floor of the underground surrounding water at the command of the seated dragon.

Enter?

Under the eyes of an old Yin Crazy who is at the level of soul-retaining... Once the two fragments echo again, they will turn their backs on the spot and die!

"Fellow Taoist, why haven't you come up yet?" Before he could think about it, a voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Does... don't you even want to meet your former colleague?"

Damn it...

As he moved forward and fell, Qin Ye clenched his fists secretly, his palms were already cold. He raised his foot and walked towards the second floor.

When I opened the door, there was a very modern decoration room inside.

This is a terrace-like space, with tempered glass on three sides. Two sofas are placed against the window, and a European-style long table is in the center. The large crystal chandelier above the head is shining with brilliance, and on the side facing the wall, a copied Mona Lisa is hung.

There was a very delicate cabinet in the corner of the wall, filled with books and locked tightly below. On one back, he could only see a hand on the sofa, carrying three exquisite rings.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Ye suppressed his chaotic mood, walked to the sofa and bowed with fists: "The next time I sent a ghost to Qin Ye, I have seen the soul-retaining Shangguan."

No answer.

A few seconds later, I heard a thick voice: "Do you know."

"I couldn't believe it when I just caught your yin energy."

"In the great changes like the underworld, there are still evil people who can survive. It's even more fantastic than One Thousand and One Nights."

The sofa automatically turned over. The entire Bao'an City Yinsi Dragon finally caught Qin Ye's eyes.

This is a middle-aged man.

He held a glass of red liquid in his left hand, and was very energetic. He was wearing a straight suit, a snow-white shirt, a navy blue tie and a shiny leather shoes.

The dark hair and a national face are of the type that you will never remember when you see it on the road. They look extremely ordinary.

If it weren't for the dark and yin energy that emanated from time to time in the other party's seven orifices, Qin Ye would have thought that the other party was a successful person with a successful career.

Not a bad thing.

He sat down, and the other party's sofa turned over. He looked straight into his eyes, and then smiled a little after a few seconds: "I'm very happy."

"real."

"In this world where the underworld is destroyed, you can still see your former colleagues. There is nothing more pleasant than this."

He stood up, walked to the bookcase, opened the drawer below, and there was a layer of freezer inside: "What should I drink?"

"There are almost all famous wine brands you can call here. From the second place SMIRNOFF Crown Vodka, to the MOET CHANDON, and MARTELL Martell. Maybe you want to try something else? My bartending skills are very good."

"No need, thank you." Qin Ye couldn't say anything inconsistent. The other party's English spoken language was quite good. No matter how you look at it, it didn't look like a bad person.

"You have lost a great joy in your life." The man took two bottles and blended them in his cup. The golden wine fell into the cup with a rich fragrance, and the silk rippled like silk. He said slowly: "I, Cao Youdao. He started two hundred years ago and guarded Xihe Village. He just ended his tenure and reached the level of soul-detention and was transferred to Guxian. Before the order was released, the underworld was gone."

The two kinds of wine were mixed into a light golden liquid. He sniffed it gently, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and pushed it to Qin Ye: "If you don't take it, you will be blamed. I just went directly to Bao'an City. I spent decades to build this country. Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"

He opened his hands and smiled, behind him was the crazy dance floor and the dark money flying all over the sky. It seemed to be very accomplished.

Qin Ye didn't drink that glass of wine and smiled and said, "It's very different from what I thought."

"Why are the difference?" Cao Youdao leaned forward and leaned forward: "Does it mean the decoration style? Or the personal characteristics of my official? Newbie... One hundred missed people, one hundred people like it, not as you imagine. Everyone is wearing missed clothes and wandering on the street every night."

He opened the cigar box, and there were five cigars arranged neatly with a blue ribbon wrapped around him. He picked up the scissors and said, "For example, I like to accept new things. I have to say that the world is becoming more and more convenient and more beautiful. I admire humans more and more. Do you want it?"

Qin Ye still shook his head.

Kama... Cao Youdao cut the cigar in an orderly manner and said lightly: "So, only by accepting new things can we keep pace with the times."

"Just like you and I, you must accept the legendary story of the underworld shattering. Accept it and find a way of living that suits you. For example... like me."

Pick... Zibao lighter drew a fiery red mark, and the room was filled with the smell of cherry cigars. In the faint blue smoke, Cao Youdao narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Ye through the smoke: "Like me... enjoy this world and dominate this world."

He took a deep breath of the cigar, and the cigarette butt was unsure: "This is an attempt. Now, I sincerely invite you and me to do this kind of exploration. Starting from your nod, you are the master of the entire Bao'an City except me."

Qin Ye picked up the cup and shook it, covering his fluctuating gaze, and whispered: "Where is the government?"

Cao Youdao smiled: "I'm not a person who is here, so I won't go in the whole family."

"How can living people understand our world?"
Chapter completed!