There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Chapter 225

Hanshu froze for a moment, then heard a rumbling sound in front of him, and the ground under his feet trembled, and then, the closed city gate in front of him slowly opened, revealing the monsters and ghosts outside the gate.

Those people are basically haggard, their feet are off the ground, some have broken necks, some have crooked eyes, and they look very terrifying.

But everyone had an anxious expression on their faces, heading towards the ghost city.

The empty street around him was filled instantly, and one of the decapitated ghosts floated to Hanshu's side, sniffing at him vigorously.

Hanshu is not an ordinary person, so he will not be afraid, he quietly watched the beheaded ghost approaching him with a calm face, motionless.

However, the ghost didn't know whether it was because he had stayed in the underworld for too long or something. Seeing that Hanshu was not moving, he actually thought that he was a character easy to bully. He opened his bloody mouth and came towards Hanshu.

Hanshu raised his eyebrows.

The next moment, a long whip flew over from the side, and landed on the body of the decapitated ghost mercilessly. The ghost opened his eyes, and without even humming, he was beaten out of his wits by the whip.

Next to him, a ghost messenger in a black official uniform came forward and bowed to Hanshu: "I am disturbing the fairy."

The Shangyuan Festival is the only day of the year when ghosts can return to the human world. Some of them will take revenge at this time when they have a lot of grievances. Occasionally, they will kill people in the human world. Unexpectedly, because he attacked a man in white at the gate of the city, he was beaten out of his wits.

The other ghosts who had been peeking at Hanshu's aura instantly realized that Hanshu was something they could not offend, and fled in all directions.

Looking at the backs of the ghosts fleeing in a hurry, Hanshu couldn't laugh or cry, but he couldn't say what was wrong with that ghost, he just nodded slightly, and then disappeared.

He doesn't fit in with this ghost town, so it's better not to cause trouble.

After leaving the gate of the city, Han Shu went back into the city.

Although this day is the day when ghosts return to the human world, if there is no grievance, Gui Ji will not comment that ghosts go to the human world to disturb them. Those who cannot go to the human world to visit their descendants will buy a stick of incense in the city. The smoke from the burning incense sneaks into the dreams of the children and grandchildren, telling them what they expect and miss.

Because it can send oneself to the dream of the person who wants to go, the name of this incense is "Homecoming".

Hanshu had no dreams to trust, but seeing so many smiling ghosts standing in front of the incense stand because they were dreaming, Hanshu couldn't help but stop and picked a lotus-scented " Homecoming".

He wanted to buy it and leave, but the stall owner was very enthusiastic and pulled Hanshu to help him light it: "Guest officer, if there is no one who wants to dream, you can also use the dreams of the people closest to you to return to the dream you want. Wherever you go, even if you can’t communicate, it’s good to see where the other person is.”

Hanshu doesn't have any close friends, his only friend is Wenqu Xingjun who is far away in Tiangong, and he doesn't want to sneak into Wenqu Xingjun's dream at all.

But for some reason, Hanshu couldn't get rid of the stall owner's enthusiastic introduction, and actually lit the incense.

The green smoke rose slowly, and Han Shu felt sleepy for a long time. He endured it again and again, and finally couldn't hold it back, and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the ghosts around him were gone, and he could only hear the hustle and bustle around him. Hanshu looked up and found that he was still standing on a bustling street, but the appearance of the street was a little different The change.

One is that the surrounding buildings are different, and the top of the head is no longer the dark and dark sky unique to Hades, but the blue sky and white clouds in the world.

Hanshu hadn't seen such a vast cloud for a long time, and couldn't help but look up a few more times, and then he heard a burst of cheers from behind: "Young Master Xiaoye is doing well!"

"This is the last lantern riddle. If Young Master Xiao Ye guesses it right again, you will give your original folding fan to Young Master Xiao Ye!"

"Everyone is watching, you can't go back on your word!"

The crowd seemed to be teasing someone. At first, the voice of that person was buried in the hustle and bustle of voices, and then he was teased anxiously and shouted loudly: "I'll keep my word, if he can guess I'm going to For all the lantern riddles, I will give him this authentic folding fan made by Mr. Wang!"

It turned out to be guessing lantern riddles.

If this place is in the human world, it would not be a strange thing to guess a lantern riddle on the Lantern Festival. Although Han Shu felt that this "returning home" was a bit magical, he was even more curious about how the people he was close to were here, so he leaned forward. Standing on the edge of the crowd.

I saw those people surrounded a stage. There was no opera singing on the stage, but there were many lanterns with some lantern riddles written on them.

But a white note was pasted under each lantern with the answer written on it, obviously someone had already guessed it.

Thinking of what everyone said just now, Han Shu turned his curious eyes to the other side.

Standing next to the lantern riddle stall owner was a young man with strange but handsome features. He was dressed in a blue-brown bunt. He looked vigorous and capable, but he was not a child of a wealthy family.

The young man stood among many lanterns, his face covered with oil and sweat, but his smile was unusually bright. He looked at the anxious stall owner and said, "I just think it's fun, you should keep the fan or something for yourself." , I don’t understand that stuff.”

"How can this be done!" The stall owner was probably anxious to be teased by those before him. Hearing what the young man said, he stopped doing it instead: "I, Wu Lao Wu, keeps my word! If you guess it, I will give it to you!"

"Then let's start, there is still the last row..." The boy smiled and waved to Wu Laowu.

It turned out to be guessing lantern riddles.

Hanshu glanced at it twice, and he figured out the cause and effect, so he didn't look any further, he still wanted to figure out why he appeared here.

So he turned and walked elsewhere.

Unexpectedly, within two steps, I heard cheers behind me, and someone shouted loudly: "Win, win! Mr. Xiaoye won!"

Although the young man looks careless and wealthy, but the bliss between his brows is very deep, he must be a person protected by the Dao, and the young man's brows are clear, Hanshu knows at a glance that he will definitely get what he wants, because there is no suspense, Just left early.

However, even if he already knew, Hanshu couldn't help but smile when he heard this sentence.

It's just that he didn't expect that not long after the cheers sounded behind him, even more surprised voices erupted from the crowd, and then, a young man's clear voice sounded behind him: "The young man in white in front, don't go!"