Chapter 1257 Playing in the Ghost City

"If the doctor can't help him, and he really can't remember anything, then it can only be said that all of this is destined, it is the fate of him and the third young master, but what if he remembers everything?"

"I'm selfish..." Tsing Yi looked at Mu Han and said weakly.

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underworld

ghost city

"Didn't you mean the ghost market? Why aren't there any ghosts?" Wen Xiaoai picked up a ghost mask from the stall and tried it on.

The empty and gloomy streets filled with the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty were filled with gray darkness everywhere.

Except for the two of them, no other figures were seen.

"Jun Moyan, look at me."

Wearing a ghost mask, Wen Xiaoai suddenly turned her head towards Jun Moyan, her two little hands became claws, and gestured at him twice.

Jun Moyan smiled, raised his hand and tapped her little head lightly.

"Hmph, I can't scare you."

Wen Xiaoai lacked interest, took off the mask, and stood on tiptoe to put it on for Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan quickly put his hands on her waist, for fear that she would not be able to stand on tiptoe.

At the same time, he leaned over and took the initiative to come forward to cooperate with her.

"All right."

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan who was wearing a ghost mask, and finally there was a smile on his little face.

"Tell me, did you scare away those big ghosts and little ghosts? They were so scared that they didn't even want their stalls, and the inns were all closed."

"I didn't scare them."

It is they who fear him and have nothing to do with him.

Wen Xiaoai pursed her lips, and suddenly thought of a question, and asked, "Jun Moyan, when you were a soul-suppressing beast, did you have your own name? Or was it just a soul-suppressing beast?"

"No."

"Ah? It's called Soul-Suppressing Beast? Did you name it yourself? Why did you choose such a name?"

"I didn't take it. As for how I got it, I can't remember."

"Well, it's fine if you don't have another name. From now on, I will call you Jun Moyan. I like this name, and I will only write it. How wonderful."

Jun Moyan smiled and pinched her little face.

"Well, it's called Jun Moyan."

"Hey." Wen Xiaoai smirked twice, picked up another mask from the stall, and put it on for herself.

Then he grabbed Jun Moyan's hand.

"Let's go ahead and have a look."

In an inn not far away, three figures appeared on the window sill on the second floor.

Pluto turned his gaze away from Jun Moyan and Wen Xiaoai on the street, sat down at the table, picked up the teacup, and drank tea.

Zuo Yan and Judge Lu left the window one after another, came to the table and sat down.

However, at the moment they turned and left the window, Jun Moyan on the street raised his eyes and looked towards them.

But he quickly looked away again, and continued to accompany Wen Xiaoai as if nothing had happened.

"Master Pluto, how do you feel about this situation?" Zuo Yan asked with a smile.

Pluto raised his eyes to look at him, then sneered, without showing any face at all, and said directly: "Shouldn't Guardian Zuo's situation be more difficult than this officer's? I heard that the demon world has released news to expel you, and has already laid a net of heaven and earth. , I’m just waiting for you to go back and prepare to clean up the house, Guardian Zuo is hiding in Tibet these days, isn’t it uncomfortable?”

The smile on Zuo Yan's face froze for two seconds before disappearing without a trace, his eyes were full of viciousness.

"It seems that Mr. Pluto has been very leisurely during this period of time, paying attention to me so much. That's right, Mr. Zhenhun is back. Naturally, Mr. Pluto doesn't need to worry about the affairs of the underworld. How can he not be idle?" Left Yan Yinyang replied angrily.