The last time Bai Ningning saw so many ghosts was when...
Bai Ningning thought about it carefully. She had seen such grand scenes many times in the past month.
These ghosts only look scary, how can they compare to the tenth district of the underworld?
Calm down, don't be afraid, think calmly and think of a solution first.
Calm down!
Bai Ningning stood still, looking indifferently at the increasingly dense ghost aura and the incoming evil spirits.
Her eyes gradually turned red, and with just one look, she frightened the ghosts so much that they dared not move forward even half a step.
The next second, Qing Huai appeared behind her like a guardian angel, confronting the group of ghosts.
Bai Ningning's red eyes instantly turned back to black, her tone still indifferent: "Let your boss come and talk to me."
She couldn't control herself well, and was prone to fainting when her spiritual power was drained. If she fainted here, she would be doomed. Qinghuai was more useful. There was no need for her to do things herself if Qinghuai could solve them.
Bai Ningning found a reason to be a lazy fish and returned to her lazy and watching show look.
What is there to be afraid of? At worst, you can just call people... or call ghosts!
Unexpectedly, after seeing Qing Huai, the ghosts' attitudes changed drastically. They all bowed and saluted: "Welcome to the Ghost King——"
Bai Ningning: “?”
She looked at Qing Huai, her eyes signaling: I think you need to give me an explanation.
Qing Huai remained silent, obviously not knowing what was going on.
After a while, a crimson ghost came out of the unfinished building. It looked like it was at a high level, at least level eight, and was probably the leader here.
The man first bowed to Qing Huai and Bai Ningning, then stood still without haste, and then said slowly, "Please follow me."
Bai Ningning heard other ghosts greet him: "Tree Master." "Hello, Tree Master."
The old tree nodded and slowly led the way.
The other ghosts made way and stood on both sides with their heads down, waiting for Qinghuai and Bai Ningning to go in.
This perspective is very new to Bai Ningning.
This was the first time in her life that she was welcomed by ghosts instead of being chased and blocked.
Bai Ningning maintained an indifferent appearance and could not show any emotional fluctuations at this time, otherwise she would be exposed.
Follow in.
A scouting trip openly is still a scouting trip.
The ghosts noticed that their ghost king took action the moment Bai Ningning raised her foot.
Could it be that there is someone higher than the Ghost King?
Or is this the Ghost King's guest, so he should be treated with courtesy and respect?
So cute! !
The ghosts' reactions are so cute, their collective shock hahahaha.
Is it because her aura is completely hidden? These ghosts' attitudes towards Ningning are truly different.
[There's neither that strange enthusiasm nor the fear that makes me want to run away when I see her? Should I say this, this is a normal attitude, right?]
"How is this attitude normal?! Would a normal ghost you met on the street greet you?"
[Wait, I can’t see a ghost even if I run into one on the street. The sense of immersion in the previous part shouldn’t be so strong. It’s scary.]
Startled?
Bai Ningning took a casual glance and did not see any obvious emotional fluctuations in these ghosts.
It must be fake.
The old tree took them to the tallest unfinished building in the middle, and he floated up to the rooftop on his own.
Bai Ningning is now in human form and cannot fly.
Qing Huai carried her up and then put her down safely.
The old tree smiled amiably and asked her, "Are you human? Could you please tell me about your relationship with the Ghost King?"
Bai Ningning: "I advise you not to ask."
The old tree was not angry. He continued to smile and bowed to Qing Huai. He said, "I wonder what instructions you have for coming this time?"
Qing Huai looked at him sternly without saying a word.
He had never been here before, but why did the other party act so familiar with it, as if they had communicated several times before?
The old tree noticed that the other party was in a bad mood. After reflecting on it for a moment and confirming that he had not treated the other party poorly, he tentatively asked, "Are you dissatisfied with the recent tribute?"
There were no flaws in Qing Huai and Bai Ningning's emotions or expressions. Both the man and the ghost were confused, but they didn't show it at all.
The old tree knew that something was wrong. He lowered his eyes and bowed, as if accepting the responsibility of punishment: "I'm sorry, we originally planned to go to Yuancheng to capture a super tribute for you, but we fell into a trap and suffered heavy losses. It was our decision that was wrong. Please punish us."
Bai Ningning: “…”
Yuancheng, the super tribute, who else could it be but her?
Isn't it impolite to say this to my face?
But these words also meant that the old tree failed to recognize her.
It is currently known that the leaders of the Ghost Alliance are Feng Huai and Shu Lao. Feng Huai followed all the way to Yuancheng, but it was only after the photo revealed her whereabouts that a large number of ghosts arrived in Yuancheng.
In other words, this was not Feng Huai's arrangement.
There is another ghost who commands these ghosts to flock to Yuancheng in large numbers.
Bai Ningning asked, "Who else makes the decision? Are you the only one?"
The old tree didn't answer. He looked up at Qing Huai. Seeing him nod, he slowly spoke: "Lord Feng Huai has been expanding his influence abroad for many years. He should be in Yuancheng now. Lord Qiuchuan is also in Yuancheng and is currently handling the rescue work in Yuancheng. Lord Xueli is in Xining. Lord Jilang is in Beihai..."
He spoke very slowly and endlessly.
The old tree spoke very skillfully. While introducing to them the leaders of the Ghost Alliance and what jobs they were doing, he secretly clarified for them that their wrong decisions were not caused by laziness or incompetence. It was just that everyone was very busy and there were too many ghosts to handle them.
The number of small bosses in the Ghost Alliance was even greater than Bai Ningning had imagined. She couldn't help but frown when she heard this. If so many bosses were really needed, then how many ghosts were gathered in the Ghost Alliance? And how many victimized ghosts like Ma Juan were there?
As the old tree was speaking, the ghosts downstairs gradually gathered together, looking up at them from time to time.
Bai Ningning speculated that they identified the "Ghost King" by his breath.
But before Qinghuai met her, he had never left the Soul Transformation Formation of Qingwei Mountain. How did they sense the breath of the "Ghost King"?
Is the Ghost Alliance related to Qingwei Mountain?
Or, do they have dirty deals in private?
When this idea formed in Bai Ningning's mind, she felt mixed emotions.
After all, she grew up in Qingwei Mountain.
Although she had always wanted to escape and become an ordinary person, before that, Qingwei Mountain was a model for exorcising evil spirits in her eyes.
Bai Ningning listened slowly to the old tree's words and asked, "Is there a list?"
The old man lowered his head, his eyes becoming sharp. When he looked up again, he smiled and said, "There is a cadre list. What do you need to do?"
Qing Huai ordered coldly: "Go get it."
The old tree bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Lord Ghost King."
His attitude towards Qing Huai and Bai Ningning was completely different. Bai Ningning felt inexplicably unhappy and touched the Four Seasons Chart of Yan Jie, ready to make trouble.
Old Shu handed the cadre list of the Ghost Alliance to Qinghuai, but Qinghuai did not take it.
Bai Ningning flipped through the list and took a look, confirming that the names, positions, and approximate scope of activities were all recorded quite clearly, then nodded and accepted the list.
The old tree stared at Bai Ningning like a smiling tiger: "Sir, can you tell me the reason?"
Bai Ningning said calmly: "Oh, talk to the underworld about recruiting people."
The old tree's expression immediately changed, and he was filled with anger and evil spirit. He roared anxiously: "Who do you think we are?!"
Bai Ningning took out the Four Seasons Chronicle of the Hell Realm and sighed softly. She forgot to ask Chu Ze how to use it, and she didn't know if it would work.
She threw the Yama Realm Seasons Chart at the old tree like throwing a Poké Ball, trying her luck.
The Chronicle of the Four Seasons of the Hell Realm opened in the air, with the blank page facing down, and fell on the old tree, sucking the old tree into the pages, and then fell freely.
When the Chronicle of the Four Seasons of the Hell Realm was about to fall to the ground, it realized that its owner had no intention of coming to pick it up, so it humbly and stubbornly teleported to Bai Ningning's hand, not wanting to get the dust on the ground on it.
"I didn't expect it to work..." Bai Ningning sighed, turned to the first page, and saw the "ghost portrait" of the old tree printed on it.
Not only does the cover of this book move, but the old tree on the first page also moves. He is touching the invisible wall with a look of horror. He has not even had time to make a move and has been subdued without even touching the opponent's hair. No matter how old he is, he is still a powerful ghost. How could he be so vulnerable in front of this inconspicuous little girl?
Old Shu broke out in a cold sweat. He hadn't sensed the little girl's presence just now. Could it be that she was hiding herself to such an extent?
Bai Ningning didn't know how to use it at all. She knocked on the cover of the Yanjie Four Seasons Chronicle and tried to communicate with him through voice control: "Can you let him out so I can talk first?"
The Four Seasons Chart of Yanjie really understood what she said and played out the old tree.
The old tree was caught off guard and fell to the ground, not realizing what had just happened.
Bai Ningning asked: "Can we chat now?"
The old tree scowled coldly. After all, he was a powerful ghost in charge of the Ghost Alliance headquarters. How could he be easily scared by a little yellow-haired girl?
Bai Ningning said straight to the point: "I want to bring the entire ghost alliance into the underworld. Are you willing to cooperate? Speak."
The old tree snorted in his heart, only a fool would do such a loss-making business.
How could he possibly cooperate? Wouldn't that just be giving the Underworld a free ride?
Besides, the underworld has become so dilapidated. Still wanting to be incorporated into the underworld? Dream on!
He cursed in his heart for a long time, but when he spoke, he said -
"OK."
Tree Elder: “?”
Tree Elder: “???”
What did he just say? What was good? Did he miss a word? Shouldn't he have said, "You had a good dream"?
He wanted to correct himself again, but when he opened his mouth, he found that no sound came out.
Bai Ningning nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, no need to tell the other cadres, first recruit the ghosts here into the underworld, and a ghost messenger will come to contact you soon, you'd better cooperate."
The old tree wanted to curse in his heart, but what he said out loud was a respectful "OK".
Bai Ningning thought about the large amount of blank space on the front page of the Four Seasons Chronicle and asked, "Is there anyone here who is particularly smart or good at fighting? Call them over."
The old tree didn't want to move subjectively, but his body had already moved obediently.
He silently picked out four ghosts from the crowd of ghosts. Bai Ningning did not hesitate to turn to the first page where the old tree was and embedded the four ghosts in the four corners of the first page.
Bai Ningning was satisfied: "Okay, they will be your direct subordinates from now on. First, complete the first task I give you. Send all the ghosts here to the underworld, okay?"
"Okay." They answered reluctantly but at the same time.
The other ghosts not far away heard a few words and were confused: "What were they talking about just now? I think I heard the underworld?"
"I don't want to go to the underworld at all. If I go there, I'll definitely end up boiling in a frying pan."
"I heard that the underworld is so poor that they can't even afford to eat. Where can I get a frying pan for you to get out of here?"
"I don't want to go there either. If there's no frying pan, there's always a mountain of swords and a sea of fire... It's definitely not going to end well anyway."
Bai Ningning listened to these words and smiled at the old tree: "You figure out a way. If one is missing, I will hold you accountable."
"Yes," the old tree replied, tears streaming down his face. He had absolutely no intention of betraying the organization! His body simply moved on its own!
Bai Ningning held the Yanjie Four Seasons Chronicle and waved: "Bye then, you guys work hard."
Qing Huai held her and floated down to the first floor. When he was about to put her down, he heard Bai Ningning muttering softly, "I'm so tired. I don't want to walk."
Qing Huai froze for a moment, then pretended nothing had happened and continued to float out while holding Bai Ningning.
Bai Ningning: “?”
She was just complaining casually, she was already ready to walk...
Never mind, it’s quite comfortable to float.
The ghosts watched Bai Ningning and the Ghost King leave with tears in their eyes.
Bai Ningning didn't have to walk by herself and was quite free. She took out her cell phone and sent a message to Chu Yuyan, asking him to go to the underworld to deliver a message.
The other party was surprised at her high efficiency and told her that the message had been delivered within two minutes.
Bai Ningning gave a thumbs-up emoji in return, and they praised each other: "You are quite efficient too."
Qing Huai noticed her phone chat interface and asked, "Do you want to put me in the Four Seasons Chart of the Hell Realm as well?"
Bai Ningning put away her phone, noticing something wrong in his tone, and expressed her confusion: "Why are you suddenly angry?"
Qinghuai remained silent, staring straight ahead.
Bai Ningning: “…”
I've grown up and no longer have to answer.
Bai Ningning sighed and began to mutter frankly, "I've considered it, but it seems very afraid of you. Shouldn't you reflect on what kind of ghost you are? It can easily recruit an eighth-level ghost, but it's afraid of you. Isn't this abnormal? Aren't there nine levels in total? Or is the difference between each level very large?"
Qing Huai listened to her patiently and said succinctly: "A thousand-year-old evil spirit."
Bai Ningning was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was answering the question "What the hell?"
Qing Huai continued, answering concisely and in order: "Normal, yes, big."
Bai Ningning: “…”
You don't need to answer this kind of nonsense question, thank you.
Bai Ningning was so angry that she didn't want to talk to him. She was silent for a while before she remembered the important matter: "I still need to find a chance to go back to Qingwei Mountain. Do you think Qingwei Mountain has any connection with the Ghost Alliance?"
"There may be connections between individual ghosts."
Bai Ningning thought: "I have to find a chance to capture Feng Huai. I feel like he knows a lot."
But this ghost was very cunning. It followed her all the way, but kept a safe distance and never got close, yet allowed Bai Ningning to sense its presence.
It was not until the other party was entangled by Yuan Xiushuo and Bai Ningning left Yuancheng that the vague gaze disappeared.
At this time, Feng Huai had been seriously injured by Yuan Xiushuo. Although he escaped from Yuancheng at the risk of his life, he was seriously injured and was on his way back to Dancheng to recuperate.
At this time, Feng Huai didn't know that his house had been ransacked.
The old tree man who is in charge of guarding the house is leading all the ghosts in the city to accept the amnesty from the underworld.
It was two days later when Feng Huai returned to Dancheng. He was seriously injured. Not only did he have to avoid sneak attacks from Xuanwei and other Xuanmen people along the way, he also had to be wary of being swallowed by other evil spirits.
After finally supporting his shattered soul and returning to Dancheng, he looked at the empty, desolate, and deserted unfinished building in front of him, and couldn't help but doubt his ghost life.
Did he take the wrong road?
Or did you temporarily change your location and move without telling him?
Where is the ghost?
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