Return from the second dimension

"This... this can't be true!"

The little spirit ghost twisted his hands together and said in a low voice, his flushed little face lowered forcefully.

Apparently, she knew that she actually wanted to shout more to vent her emotions.

Tang Zhen's inference was that the blow to Little Linggui was too great and almost destroyed all her hopes.

The hope of holding on to it was instantly shattered, and anyone who encountered such a thing would definitely be unable to control his emotions.

The poor little spirit ghost has an unusually weak personality. This state is already her biggest catharsis.

Tang Zhen did not speak, but silently looked at the little spirit ghost, waiting for her to calm down.

The truth may be cruel, but it is even sadder to be deceived. If there is a choice between the two, it is estimated that most people will choose the former.

Tang Zhen's purpose in telling the truth was not just because of benevolence, but with other plans.

After a minute or so, the little spirit ghost recovered from a state of confusion and sadness, and said to Tang Zhen in a hoarse voice: "I'm very sorry, I need to leave for something, you can get the money back."

The little spirit ghost, who loves money like life, doesn't look at the coins on the table at all, but just turns around and leaves.

She used to be greedy for money in order to accumulate enough travel expenses to let the people return to their hometown as soon as possible.

But if it is a scam, no matter how much money you save, you will never get what you want.

Even if one day they collect the huge sum of money, the other party may still make new demands.

Those who can make such a scam have no faith at all, and can find all kinds of excuses at any time to prevent the little spirit ghosts from leaving the college.

After Xiao Linggui left, Tang Zhen got up and went around in the library, taking back some books and reading slowly.

After about half an hour, Tang Zhen raised his head and saw the little spirit ghost go and return.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and she saluted Tang Zhen again.

"Your Excellency Ronald, someone wants to see you, don't know if you have time?"

"Of course, you lead the way."

Tang Zhen slowly got up, followed the little Linggui, and soon reached the depths of the library.

There is no one here, it belongs to the restricted area of ​​the library, and no students enter at all.

A small door appeared on the wall, about three meters above the ground. Because this door is so small, only the little ghosts can pass.

"Please wait a moment, I need to open another channel for you, otherwise you will not be able to enter where we live."

Xiao Linggui stood at the door, said to Tang Zhen, and then turned around and left.

"I have a solution, it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

While Tang Zhen was speaking, under the shocked gaze of the little Linggui, it directly turned into an energy state.

The body floated up gently, turned into a cloud of smoke, and easily entered the narrow passage.

After passing through the passage, a closed underground space appeared in front of you, adding up to an area of ​​about one hectare.

The temperature here is very high, the air is very humid, and the ground is full of various plants.

Looking at the environment, you will know that this is a specially constructed garden specially prepared for the spirit and ghost family.

In this enclosed space, there are a large number of little ghosts living and busy working among the flowers.

They need to work, make all kinds of food, and wear everyday clothes.

There are also some little ghosts who are responsible for the operation of the library, organizing books and cleaning.

After seeing Tang Zhen entering, the little spirit ghosts looked at him with curious eyes, and there were many children the size of fists, shouting around Tang Zhen's "scum".

Before growing up, little spirit ghosts are not allowed to go out and know nothing about the outside world.

When you see Tang Zhen this giant, you will feel particularly curious, and you can't help but surround yourself.

In addition, Tang Zhen had an aura that belonged to the Creator, which made the little spirit ghosts get closer to him.

Because the little ghost is used to flying, there are no roads in the garden, but there are many passages between the canopy and plants, which is convenient for the little ghost to work and play.

Although the surrounding environment is good, in Tang Zhen's view, this space is too narrow.

For example, on a big tree, there are at least a thousand little ghosts sitting on it, which looks very lively, but in fact it is crowded.

For creatures with wings, the vast sky and earth are their real paradise.

But at this moment, these elves, who originally belonged to nature, were imprisoned in a cage, unable to fly freely.

Even adult little ghosts cannot leave the library and go outside, because that will freeze them into popsicles.

The monk academy is indeed vicious, bringing the little spirit ghosts who originally lived in the hot area to the cold world of ice and snow.

Under this circumstance, the spirit and ghost clan can only stay in a special room and cannot leave for half a step.

This is an invisible cage, allowing the spirits and ghosts to trap themselves.

In addition, the cage in the underground space completely trapped the spirits and ghosts, leaving them here forever.

The spirit ghost clan may have discovered the abnormality long ago, but there is no way, because they are too weak and unable to change the distressed situation.

Even if you know the truth, you can only bury it in your heart, or even dare not show it at all.

If you really do that, it may cause a fatal crisis.

Before tearing the face, the mastermind behind the scenes will not really help, but also will not deliberately make things difficult.

It's just that this special situation has changed because of Tang Zhen's intervention, which is the main reason why he can enter this place.

When he stepped on the ground of the botanical garden, the plants automatically dodge a road, allowing Tang Zhen to pass easily.

The little spirit ghost continued to lead the way, but because of limited space, the road was only a few tens of meters away.

At the end of this road, there is a huge flower with a ghost sitting cross-legged.

Compared with other spirit ghosts, this little spirit ghost is bigger, more gorgeously dressed, and wears a special crown on its head.

"Welcome, Lord Ronald."

The queen of the little spirit ghost clan, stood up from the flowers and bent over her luggage. Although she was small and exquisite, she had a special temperament that could not be underestimated.

"Hello there."

Tang Zhen replied softly and said in a faint tone: "If I am not mistaken, you have a dark injury on your body, and it is very serious."

The ghost queen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.

"Your Excellency is right. The injury has been with me for many years. Because of the lack of corresponding medicines, there is still no cure.

This is what I worry about the most. If one day my injury worsens and falls, who can take care of our troubled spirits and ghosts?"

Tang Zhen didn't respond to the sigh of the Queen of Spirit Ghost, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Seeing this, the ghost queen sighed secretly in her heart.

"Your Excellency can avoid the memory cleaning of the law monks. You must have special abilities. You are definitely not a simple student.

And in my eyes, Your Excellency has too many differences, and bears great secrets."

When the ghost queen said this, she stared at Tang Zhen intently, as if she had seen through his identity.

Tang Zhen secretly smiled, and the Queen of Spirit Ghost could indeed see some abnormalities because of her talent.

But what you can see is only the surface, you can never see that Tang Zhen is the descendant, otherwise it would definitely not be the attitude of the moment.

In the face of a god, no monk of any race can remain calm, and all monks know that evil gods and righteous gods are just official statements.

Winner and loser, that's it.

For ordinary monks, even the weakest gods are existences they cannot provoke.