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There are roughly more than 300 rooms here. The patrol below is repeated for every cup of tea. It is impossible for him to easily find Chu Wanning within the time of a cup of tea, not to mention the stairs on each floor. There is also a ghost guard standing, holding a soul-breaking whip and a martial law whistle hanging around his neck.

Mo Ran was secretly anxious. At this time, he suddenly saw a ghost walking alone in the distance. He had a token with red letters on a black background hanging around his waist, and he was wearing the same clothes as the guards. The ink burned and hid in the dark, watching him walk from him to the stairs.

The ghost and the guard at the edge of the stairs nodded. The night was very quiet, so Mo Ran easily heard their conversation.

"Brother Qi, are you taking the third job?"

"Yeah. You're almost here too."

"I have to stay for a while, he hasn't come yet. I'll rest when he comes."

The guard changing the guard moved upstairs. The guard on the first floor yawned boredly and continued to guard in the wind.

Seeing them interacting like this, Mo Ran suddenly had an idea and thought of a somewhat risky idea...

There were three or two bangs of clappers in the distance.

The crow on the branch shouted "Wow - wow -" twice, as if he had noticed something strange.

The guard guarding the entrance woke up, looked around, and saw a figure walking slowly through the thin night mist.

As he got closer, he realized that it was a young man he had never seen before, and the guard became more vigilant.

"who?"

"Come to change the guard," the man said.

The red clouds drifted past, revealing a moonlight in the sky, illuminating his face, making him look like a handsome ghost guard.

But his facial features are straight and straight, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of natural affection. This "ghost" who comes to change the guard, who is he if he is not Mo Ran?

He didn't know where he got a Yin soldier's armor and put it on his body. The black and red token on his waist kept dangled, and the martial law whistle was hung on his chest, emitting a cold silver light.

The guard said, "I've never seen you before."

"newcomer."

The guard stretched out his hand doubtfully: "Sign?"

Mo Ran untied the sign and handed it to him. His face remained calm, but his heart was extremely tense.

Fortunately, the guard looked over the token many times and didn't notice anything was wrong, so he didn't bother to care anymore. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Then I'll rely on you for the rest of the night. I'm going home."

"Senior, it's easy to go."

The senior's cry was so comfortable that the ghost chuckled twice and waved his hand: "Good boy, goodbye, goodbye."

"Hey...Senior, wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?" The guard turned around.

Mo Ran smiled and asked naturally: "How many people named Chu are there in this batch of tributes?"

The ghost guard was a little wary: "Why do you ask this?"

"Ask Mr. Chu from Shunfeng Tower." Mo Ran said, "He has a distant relative who said he has also come down. But he can't be found in Shunfeng Tower. I wonder if he is here."

Sure enough, Chu Xun's reputation was still a bit shocking. The guard hesitated and pointed to the second floor: "The three rooms at the back are all locked up with the surname Chu. You can go and take a look."

Mo Ran smiled brightly and said: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

"You're welcome." The senior said very stupidly, "It should be."

After the guard finished speaking, he walked away leisurely while humming a little tune. When he passed the corner, he didn't realize that the real colleague who was supposed to change guard with him had already been bound by the Binding Curse and thrown into the ditch. The poor ghost's armor had been stripped off, revealing only a thin piece of clothing, and his eyes were full of anger. However, his mouth was completely blocked and he couldn't hum, so he could only sulk.

Mo Ran was not at ease with Rong Jiu. Although the "tributes" that had not been selected were locked up in groups in the side hall, and no one supervised them. They only cast a forbidden spell barrier outside, but there was no guarantee that there would be Yin soldiers patrolling. With Rong Jiu's disgust for him, he will definitely reveal his whereabouts when the time comes.

The matter must be resolved quickly without further delay.

Mo Ran stood there for a while, and when the wave of soldiers walking back and forth passed, he immediately ducked and went straight to the second floor. There was also a guard standing on the second floor, crossing the spear to stop Mo Ran.

"Stop, fuck or something?"

"I'm the new guard today, on the first floor."

The guard frowned: "Then you stayed on the first floor and why did you come to my floor?"

Mo Ran still brought Chu Xun as a stepping stone. Unexpectedly, instead of buying his account, the guard said sternly: "So what if it's Mr. Chu from Shunfeng Tower? As long as you enter the palace, everything belongs to the four kings." If he wants to save his relatives, he should talk to the Four Kings himself. I won't take any responsibility for this!"

Mo Ran secretly complained, thinking that this guy was much smarter than the one downstairs. He had to bite the bullet and said: "I don't have to take him away today. But I have to see if I have made a mistake. Human right?"

"Isn't this easy to handle? You told me your name and I will check it for you. Why do you need to go in?"

"..." Mo Ran felt extremely anxious, suppressing his anger, and said, "Chu Wanning. His name is Chu Wanning."

The guard originally wanted to check the roster, but when he heard these three words, he put the roster down instead.

Seeing him like this, Mo Ran suddenly felt uneasy in his heart and asked: "What's wrong? What's the problem?"

"What's the problem?" the guard asked with a sneer, and then said, "You are really new here and you don't know the world. The four kings are here today.

The palace admires beauties and has already taken a liking to this Chu Xianjun. If it weren't for the fact that this person has not passed the seventh level and has not yet gathered his three souls, so he cannot be taken to the fourth level of hell, I am afraid that he will be sacrificed to the King of Ghosts tonight. You want him from me? You said there was something wrong. "

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