Seeing them for the first time

The old lady's legs were stained with the most cinnabar, as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid. Potholes appeared one after another on her legs, and black smoke floated out.

One pair of legs soon lost their appearance.

When Lingchu saw this, he picked up the talisman he had just thrown on the ground and walked over.

When the old lady saw her coming, she immediately panicked. She turned pale, shook her head, struggled, and climbed on the ground with her scarred legs, trying to escape.

Lingchu showed no expression, and slapped the ghost-suppressing charm on her forehead.

The old lady's body went limp and she lay on the ground, whimpering and screaming incessantly, like a trapped animal struggling to death.

She raised her head in pain and stared at Lingchu, her eyes full of hatred.

As soon as Lingfei walked over and saw this scene, he was so frightened by the old lady's dark pupils, her mouth full of blood, and her legs that were bloody that she almost knelt on the ground.

Lingchu glanced at him with disgust, then turned to the old lady and said: "There is no need to hate me so much. If you didn't want to run away, I wouldn't catch you. There is no underworld in this world now. You guys will stay here for a long time.

It's not a good thing for you guys. If you be good and come with me, maybe I can send you to reincarnation."

A trace of confusion flashed in the old lady's eyes, and she said warily: "What... go to reincarnation? Who are you, and why do you want to arrest me?"

Lingchu said calmly: "You are dead now, you should know it, right? After death, people become ghosts. Different from ordinary people, they should be reincarnated after death. Haven't you heard of it at your age?"

The old lady was stunned.

Obviously never heard of it.

Lingchu raised his eyebrows. How far is this interstellar world from the 21st century?

Haven't you even heard of this legend?

No wonder, Ye Feng's original golden finger was to rebuild the underworld.

This world doesn't even have the underworld now. If things continue like this, and evil ghosts are rampant, wouldn't it be a mess?

Thinking of this, Lingchu looked at the old lady's resentment and said, "Then how did you die and why did you stay here? Do you remember?"

The old lady was very resistant to Lingchu. When she heard Lingchu's words, she stared at Lingchu fiercely and did not answer immediately.

Lingchu clicked his tongue impatiently, "My patience is limited. If you don't answer me, I will have to treat you to some more cinnabar. Oh, by then, not only your legs will become

This is what it looks like.”

Lingchu glanced at the old lady's shabby legs, and he had something to say.

The old lady's forehead twitched and she curled up her legs in pain. She didn't know who Lingchu was, but she was afraid that Lingchu would hurt herself again, so she reluctantly answered.

"I, I just want to see my son and granddaughter... They don't come back to see me, they don't want me anymore. I want to stay here. As long as they come back, I can see them as soon as possible..."

Central Park is also considered the transportation hub of Desolate Planet, and there is a huge flight station next to it.

Anyone who enters or exits must pass through this flight station.

Lingchu stared at the old lady and asked: "Your children are outside? Then how did you die? If your children are outside, how could you be buried here?"

The old lady lowered her eyes, choked with sobs, and was very sad.

"I, I starved to death, my legs were injured and I couldn't move... No one bought me food, I couldn't wait for my child... No one could help me... After I died, it was the neighbors

They found me and reported me to the administration, and it was the administration that buried me here."
Chapter completed!