Shen Xiaorong's proposal made me moved.

He has been reincarnated for so many times, and has always kept his memory and has been waiting in the underworld for so many years. There are some relationships. Such a person is definitely the best "coordinate".

However, Shen Xiaorong should have appeared many years later than Mo Wen. He is not the first ghost.

Shen Xiaorong saw some of my thoughts and persuaded him: "Who do you want to find or what the hell are you looking for? I know a lot of souls, and it should be able to help you. Just put forward your conditions. I will help you find the soul you want to find. If you are not at ease, you can ask the lady I have seen before to cast spells. Some contractual spells should be available in every country. I can accept them."

Shen Xiaorong's attitude is insincere. He is simply asking me for help, and he wants to help me no matter what.

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

However, it is indeed very important that Shen Xiaorong can provide me with help.

As long as the whole world starts again and erase supernatural factors from this world, no matter how many calculations Shen Xiaorong calculates, no matter how strong his strength, including his memories and experiences he has retained, it will be meaningless. To be precise, it will not exist. It will not exist from beginning to end.

I really don't have to worry about Shen Xiaorong's tricks.

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

I thought about it for a while and asked, "What time can you find souls?"

Shen Xiaorong pondered for a moment, "Basically, I can find the soul of every time period for you." He joked, "There is no time period of Genesis. As long as human civilization is established and the country appears... I know a soul, it comes from the ancient dynasty in the 3,000th 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 among the living people, but someone among the dead people remembers it. Everyone in the underworld remembers it." Shen Xiaorong assured me, "He is the king named the Mochi Dynasty. He ordered the construction of the underground royal city. As a result, an earthquake occurred, which caused the entire dynasty to be destroyed overnight, and there was no chance to save himself."

Shen Xiaorong is now sighing and feeling about other people's affairs.

"He felt guilty and had always blamed himself. He had never left the underworld and had never been reincarnated again. So, it should be easy for you to see him. He should go to the world with other ghosts in the underworld. I will help you find it..."

His words ended and he looked at my face.

I don't think things are right.

If Mo Wen is the first ghost born in this world, then from what I saw Mo Wen’s experience and some of the things that Xuan Qing said about the ancestors of the sects, the dynasty they lived in was not so primitive, and it could not have happened in the third thousand BC.

In other words, the soul that Shen Xiaorong knew was older than Mo Wen. He did not become a ghost, but just stayed in the underworld and did not reincarnate.

Finding such a soul may not change the entire world.

The time point I need is the time point when ghosts appear, the time point when the world deteriorates.

Shen Xiaorong asked, "Who are you looking for? Are you a fixed person?"

He misunderstood something.

I don’t have complete trust in Shen Xiaorong, and I cannot tell Ye Qing’s plan with me.

People like Shen Xiaorong can make a deal with ghost messengers and reincarnate with memories, and may be those who support supernatural beings. If there is really no supernatural factor and ghosts, the underworld and reincarnation will still exist, but if everything goes back, Shen Xiaorong may not be able to live such a good life.

I didn't answer the first time, but I didn't dare to delay it for too long. Just as I was about to make up a lie, I heard a faint crying sound.

The crying sound of ghosts is very clear.

In the dark night, it floats quietly, with resentment and unwillingness, making people creepy.

I looked at Shen Xiaorong in surprise.

Could it be that Shen Xiaorong can't even manage the ordinary ghosts in Wanshou Cemetery?

I immediately discovered that it was probably not the sound made by the ghost from the Wanshou Cemetery.

I felt the yin energy.

Shen Xiaorong's face was also very wrong, and she seemed to be trampled on her feet and showed a ruthless look.

He stood up and the computer chair slid out directly.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...woooooo..."

The crying continued.

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

The sounds gathered and became louder and louder.

That kind of crying is almost the same as the crying of the funeral team.

I heard one of the babies crying and looked at Shen Xiaorong even more surprised.

“Wow—wow—”

The baby girl's crying was shrill and loud, wandering in the quiet factory area.

The ghosts in the Wanshou Cemetery seemed to be frightened, and screams came from the factory.

The lights lit up in the dark, and the lights flashed, like poor quality light bulbs with poor contact, or as if someone deliberately turned on and off the lights.

I saw some shadows in the window.

The shadow of the ghost.

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

There was chaos, the ghost was running around, and the yin energy was running around, and the crying was not stopped. In the excitement, there was also a hint of gloomy and weirdness.

I looked at Shen Xiaorong silently.

"I'm missing a little while." Shen Xiaorong said seriously.

His figure flashed, and I had to follow him. But one was active and the other was passive.

Shen Xiaorong looked at me in surprise, but just nodded slightly, "You can just follow and see. After dealing with this matter, you should be more confident in my ability."

Shen Xiaorong's thoughts were obviously not on me, and she never expected that I had to follow him.

He now has assembly lines in the factory on the first floor.

With a click, the assembly line started to run. But there were no materials, no goods, just the machine was idling.

A ghost rushed out of the corner and passed through the assembly line.

I couldn't understand what the assembly line was for, so I saw a metal tube sticking out of the machine, making a "sniffing" sound. There should be airflow spraying out from the front end of the metal tube, perhaps this was originally used for painting or something.

The ghost happened to run past here and saw Shen Xiaorong, as if he had seen a savior, showing a look of joy. Before his open mouth could make a sound, something sprayed on him with a "sniff".

The metal assembly line did not hinder his pace, but the air with nothing caused great damage to him.

I saw him fall to the ground all of a sudden, covering his sprayed eyes and rolling all over the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh--"

He raised his hand and did not dare to touch his face. The face was beyond recognition, red and bubbled, as if it had been burned by high temperature.

His eyes were swollen and out of sight, his whole face was rotten, and his skin and muscles seemed to melt, sliding down.

"Hehehehehe..."

There was a laugh from the assembly line, and it was the boy's laughter.

"Shen Youkang." Shen Xiaorong shouted majestically.

I saw a little boy wearing ancient costume and hair scattered on the machine.

His hair covered his face, and as he slowly raised his head, a face was revealed.

Like the ghost on the ground, it was an unrecognizable face.

"Cousin, I'm so miserable... I'm so miserable... Why did my brother pour oil on my face, but I was hanged by my father? Why? Is he a sick person like you? Just because he might be you?" The boy's voice gradually became shrill, turning into a rough and rude roar.

Boom!

The assembly line made a loud noise.

The lights in the factory were turned off and the ghost's screams stopped.

I felt the cold wind blowing from behind.
Chapter completed!