Ross looked at Wenbi left and right, and leaned forward cautiously, "Mr. Wenbi, you...have you not been reborn yet?"

   Isn’t it a long time ago?

Wen Bi looked at Lus with a curious look, as if he was not afraid of him, and then he dissipated the yin, revealing a gentle and thin face. The elegant eyes of the text were mixed with inexplicable emotions, and he was silent for a moment. , "If you can't go, you can't go."

  Ross had a complicated expression after seeing and hearing, and he consciously swallowed all kinds of questions that came to his lips.

  He also wanted to ask Master Wenbi if those romantic affairs were true...

   Forget it.

  Wenbi looked at Yan Tao, he lifted his gold-rimmed glasses, "Can you really send me to the underworld?"

  For the souls of the dead to enter the underworld, they must be guided by the messenger of the underworld, which is often referred to as the bull-headed horse face in the world.

  If not, the lonely souls and ghosts will not be able to find the gate of the underground palace and enter the temple of Yama.

   Yantao’s lips twitched slightly, leaning sloppily on the soft couch, resting her right hand on the pillow, watching Wen Bi’s smile a little deep, and said slowly, “The key is you, not me.”

  As soon as he said this, Wen Bi's eyes darkened, and he said in a somewhat obscure manner, "What do you know?"

   Yan Tao silently shook his head.

  She didn’t intend to explore other people’s privacy, but just got up and said lightly, “I’ll prepare things first. If you have anything else to think about before, let’s do it in two days if there is nothing.”

   "I..." Wen Bi suddenly got up, "Before I get over, can you please take me to see my wife."

Yantao raised her eyes in surprise, "Can't you go by yourself?"

   Wenbi smiled bitterly, "I can't get in."

  The place is surrounded by purple air, how can he get in with a yin ghost?

Yantao raised her eyebrows and asked Xiao Qi to check the condition of Wenbi's wife. After reading it...after watching Wenbi speechlessly, "You can't get in, do you think I can get in?"

  A place where the top powers of the capital gather.

  As for the shabby situation of Master Yan, let alone going in, it is a problem to want to approach openly.

  As soon as he heard the words, he also felt a little unlikely, and sat down in the chair dejectedly.

  He dreams of wanting to see his wife and children.

  However, after wandering for a hundred years and trying various methods, there is no way...

  The ancient imperial capital is a place surrounded by purple gas, where dragons and tigers roar.

  Wenbi, such ghosts can only hover in the graves and other places, and they cannot be approached at all.

  Russ watched from the side, stretched out his hand and patted Yan Tao, “Aren’t you quite capable? Even our base can easily invade. Isn’t it easy to take someone to see a family member?”

  Yantao... What she is worried about is that her daughter-in-law is angry.

  If she goes to prison again, she will definitely not save her if she is angry.

  Young Master Yan showed a pensive expression, and raised his brows for a moment, "There are other ways..."

  Luth: "Go!"

   Yantao nodded his jaw: "Okay, then you go!"

  Lus...! ! !

  Aren’t you kidding me?

  Yantao did not joking, she did have a general idea, but it was not what she could do now. She raised her brows, "Need to wait for the opportunity."

  After all, they didn’t know each other before, so they rushed to the liar that others thought they had touched porcelain!

   Wen Bi: "It doesn't matter how long I can wait."

  Waiting for a hundred years, wait a few more days, it doesn’t matter.

   Yan Tao nodded slightly: "That's it."