After Mu Chen finished speaking, he looked at Yuan Fang, and then glanced at the undead who were trembling under his gaze. This made everyone feel like they were on a roller coaster.
"Okay, okay, I'm familiar with this. A cross is fine too." Yuan Fang laughed and began to perform the ritual to guide the souls of the dead. Wang Wenfei lit candles and distributed them to all the players present, including the mysterious merchant Mingmei. The group of people stood quietly to the side, holding their candles and watching Yuan Fang's actions.
Nar bowed to them in gratitude. Although the matter was over, his eyes were still filled with sorrow. Perhaps he still had feelings for Martha.
Otherwise, the ghost played by Mu Chen wouldn't have been the one to do it.
In Mu Chen's memory, he should have been able to subdue Martha, but he was ambushed and killed, becoming a ghost...
As the undead depart one by one, it seems the game is about to end.
Mingmei, holding the candle, seemed to remember something and turned to look at Mu Chen. She saw that he had no candle in his hand, but was just standing there quietly, with beautiful features.
Although his current style is somewhat dark, it doesn't diminish his radiance; she's not afraid of him.
"Aren't you going?" Mingmei asked.
Where to?
"Aren't you going to perform a ritual to guide the souls of the dead?" Mingmei hadn't forgotten that this person wasn't alive right now. "You should also need to have a ritual performed, shouldn't you?"
After all, he was playing the role of a ghost.
"Me..." Hearing Mingmei's concern for him, Mu Chen lowered his gaze and looked at the person in front of him, curling the corners of his lips, but only said, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, so neither heaven nor hell will accept me."
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