Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 681 We Have No Power

An Xiangwan turned around slightly when she heard the sound, and while she was squinting at the waiter in the shop, she was also vigilantly watching the person who stopped her from the corner of her eye.

"In that case, why do you have to secretly arrange for someone to follow me?"

The shop clerk had expected her to say that, and replied with a sorry smile: "We are worried about the safety of the girl, so we made this decision. The girl used exorcism in the town. If the ghosts find out, your lives will be in danger. My dog ​​stole the money from the arena..."

After he had said this, there was no need to explain further, An Xiangwan could already understand what he meant.

"Hehe, do you want to set a trap and hand me over to the ghost clan?"

The waiter shook his head, his smile still on.

"No, if we really want to catch you girls, why do we have to go to such lengths? Why don't we just capture you and pack your evidence and give it to the ghost clan? Besides, do you think the cinnabar talisman paper in the Dijing is as cheap as the Yangjie? "

"!"

An Xiangwan was shocked again when he heard the other party mention Yang world.

"Who the hell are you?"

The waiter in the shop replied helplessly: "Ordinary people who want to find a way to survive."

The ghost clan suppressed them severely, and the human race has long since had no day to live in peace.

"Then why don't you gather people together to launch an uprising? A large number of people is strength."

An Xiangwan was just casually saying that she lived too comfortably in the Yang Realm, so she only used the history of the Yang Realm as a reference to speak about the situation in the Yang Realm.

There is nothing wrong with what she said, but the problem is that the human race has completely lost the power to deal with the ghost race.

They once had a glorious peak period, their strength could kill gods and ghosts, but...

"We have no power left."

The waiter withdrew his fake smiling face, showing grief and strong unwillingness, but in fact they were almost desperate.

The cinnabar that was given to An Xiangwan was the very small part they had left, and it was extremely precious to the entire human race.

That day in the small town, when she said the word exorcist, it was the firm belief in her eyes that gave them a glimmer of hope, so they decided to bet the last on her, hoping that she could help the human race find a way out.

That's all, they tried every means to get in touch with her, and finally waited for the opportunity, how could they miss this opportunity.

"What's the meaning……?"

An Xiangwan was startled by the sudden change in the waiter's expression.

"Let's talk in another place, it's not convenient here."

An Xiangwan was moved by the pleading words of the waiter, and nodded in agreement.

"can."

"Thanks for your trust."

The waiter gratefully bowed ninety degrees to her.

"..."

An Xiangwan saw him but didn't know what to say, his chest was full of complicated emotions.

The phrase "We don't have any power anymore", and the bullying she saw in the environment these two days made her trachea feel blocked for an instant, making her feel depressed and depressed.

"Let's go."

The waiter straightened up to lead her the way, and resumed his false smile, but the redness in the corners of his eyes did not fade away.

They brought An Xiangwan to a large bungalow with a yard. It looked shabby on the outside, and the location was remote. There were wild dogs and beggars nearby. The ghosts didn't even bother to take a look at a place like this.

After An Xiangwan followed them in, she realized that the place was soundproofed and the decoration was not bad, much better than the inn she stayed in.

"Ajiu, serve tea to the girl, and prepare a guest room for the girl by the way."

The shop clerk took off the triangular scarf hat and the scarf hanging around his neck and handed them to the attendants at one side. These were just disguise props for him to go out on weekdays.

(End of this chapter)