Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

At this moment, Qin Songling shouted angrily and stood up, pointing at Shu Guan and yelling:


"When did you sneak into my house? Get out now, or I'll call someone to drive you out!"


"Call someone? Mr. Qin, aren't you afraid that others will see her?"


Shu Guan lightly pointed at the white-clothed beauty sitting on the stone bench.


Qin Songling's momentum suddenly stalled, and he turned to look at the white-clothed beauty.


Seeing his appearance, Shu Guan frowned. He had guessed the scene he saw earlier, but he had guessed one thing wrong.


It seemed that Qin Songling was not bewitched by a ghost.


This old man seemed to already know what the white-clothed beauty was, but he just didn't care.


Frankly, Shu Guan was also moved by the scene just now, listening to their conversation between...no, one person and one ghost.


This was simply the Republic of Da Hua version of a love story between humans and ghosts!


Chapter 114: City God Temple, Lord City God