At this time, Li Chunqiu suddenly shouted:

"Shang Yang, on the seventh day of the sixth month of the year of Bingxu, he was fifty-seven years old and he still didn't return!"

Ten thousand ghosts fell silent in an instant.

In the distance, a middle-aged man at Qinyi Mountain slowly opened his eyes.

He instantly escaped from the "people" tide and floated towards the distance under the moonlight.

The blue smoke curled and the ghost wandered.

In Bai Qi's eyes, there was a man coming from the distance with the blue smoke.

"Is this Shang Jun?"

After Li Chunqiu led his soul, Shang Jun's soul fell from the blue smoke and sank into the last remaining stone statue in the distance.

He smiled and said:

"Naturally, it's Shangjun."

"Bang!"

Li Chunqiu snapped his fingers and knocked it down.

"wake up!"

It was like an inexplicable call sounded.

The stone man's face also changed to the appearance of Shang Jun, and his slowly opened eyes.

“Where is this place?”

Shang Jun's eyes were wrinkled.

At this time, Li Chunqiu smiled, waved his hand and walked out of the courtyard.

"Bai Qi, let the rest of the matter be handed over to you."

Bai Qi looked at the back of the departed Li Chunqiu, then turned around and looked at Shang Jun, with a complicated expression:
Chapter completed!