Who took away my wealth

"Oh my god!"

Gu Yuhai jumped, took a few steps back against his heart, and looked at the Taoist priest in front of him in horror:

"Can you see me?"

"I can't see it, young master, but by burning this soul-calling talisman, I can feel your presence and hear your voice."

I originally thought that Yinfeng just found an ordinary Taoist priest, but I didn't expect that this person really had two brushes?

It was his humble opinion.

Seemingly understanding Gu Yu's question, the Taoist priest smiled and said:

"Although I don't seem to have much ability, I have had this ability since I was a child. I can feel the spirits of all things, so I started this profession. Fortunately, I followed a good master and learned some Yin and Yang theories. I am ashamed to have achieved what I have today. ,Ha ha."

Gu Yu: "..."

"I don't know why the young master doesn't want to go back to his body since he is here."

Gu Yu: "I would like to go back, but I can't go back."

No matter the modern Gu Yu or the Gu Yu at this time, he can't go back.

"Since you have not been seduced by the King of Hell, it means that your life span has not yet expired and you cannot return to your body. Maybe you still have some obsessions that you have not let go of, and your body and soul are repelled, so you can't get in."

"What obsession can I have?"

"Then maybe, there is no obsession that can keep you. Is there no one here that you care about and can't live without? They spent so much effort to save you, why are you still unwilling to stay?"

Gu Yu was stunned for a moment.

He had never thought about this problem.

The reason why I can't return to my body is because of obsession.

Because he had wanted to escape, his body now decided that he didn't want to return to his original state and kept refusing him to return.

But he just wanted to escape physically, not to escape to death!

Can we not judge his thoughts casually?

"I want to live now, but I can't go back. I can only wander here every day. What can I do?"

"Then it needs some stimulation."

Gu Yu:? ? ?

The veteran smiled gossipingly and said, "I wonder if there is anyone you care about among those people just now?"

Gu Yu said nothing and stared at the Taoist priest with squinted eyes, wondering what he wanted to do.

The Taoist priest began to test him:

"Is he the young master who picked me up?"

......

"Is it the young man who put the knife on my neck?"

At this moment, the Taoist priest felt the fluctuations in Gu Yu's body, pinched his beard and laughed a few times: "It seems that this is the young master."

Gu Yu lowered his eyes, thinking about how his former high-spirited, pretending to be pitiful, and fond of teasing his puppy had turned into the now depressed, sleepless, and inability to eat, and felt a twinge in his heart.

Maybe he had cursed him like this when he was very resentful towards him. At that time, he was resentful and thought it would be better if Song Qinian could be punished.

But now seeing his desperate and helpless look, what was left in Gu Yu's heart was not comfort, but dense pain.

No matter what, it was true that Song Qinian liked him.

There is never any doubt.

It's just that the puppy's approach was very wrong and made everyone unhappy.

"So what do you want to say?"

Gu Yu was upset because his thoughts were exposed. Although he didn't want to admit it, he still couldn't hide the fact that Song Qinian had entered his heart.

"I have a way that might get you back, and I'll take this opportunity to help you find out if it's worth coming back."

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, without waiting for a reaction, he shouted outside: "Everyone, come in."

Song Qinian was the first to open the door and come in. The first thing he saw was Gu Yu on the bed. His face was still pale and he was lying upright without any reaction.

The fire ignited by hope slowly died down.

He frowned and looked at the Taoist priest: "I finished the method so quickly, why is it ineffective?"

The old Taoist pinched his beard and shook his head, "I have just spoken to the young master. The young master has not yet expired. He is now living outside and is not feeling well. If you want to save him, stab him in the heart with a knife and draw a bowl of heartache." The blood can serve as a guide, maybe we can bring the young master back."

Before anyone could react, Song Qinian almost instantly took out a small knife from his waist. It was the one Gu Yu gave him back then: "Take mine."

"Hey, I haven't finished talking yet. This bowl of blood can be fatal. Are you sure you are here in person?"

"determine."

The tone was very earnest.

Ajia and Agudamu listened from behind and rushed forward: "My lord, please be clear-headed. You will die if you take blood. You are our lord, you cannot..."

Song Qinian stared straight at the Taoist priest: "With this bowl of blood, can you save him?"

The Taoist smiled and said, "Only 50% sure."

Gu Yu, who was floating by the side, was so angry that he kicked the Taoist priest, but now that he had no body, the kick just blew through the opponent's legs like a gust of wind, even if he exhausted all his strength.

He just wanted to yell at Lao Deng!

"Dead Taoist, just now I thought you had some ability. Is this what you do as a human being? How did you come up with such things as taking heart blood?"

When the Taoist priest heard Gu Yu scolding him, he still smiled and remained calm.

"I'll give you a chance to take back what you said, otherwise I will pester you every day and night from now on. I am a ghost. You have to be clear!"

"My lord, this old Taoist priest is clearly a deceiver. You can't trust him!"

Song Qinian held the knife in his hand, and his eyes fell on Gu Yu who was lying down. He lowered his eyes tiredly and quietly, and said nothing for a while.

Gu Yupiao came to his side and wanted to reach out and shake the shoulder of the person in front of him: "Song Qinian, please be clearheaded. You can't believe mediocrity!"

After a while, Song Qinian said, "You guys go out first and I'll think about it."

Just think about it, at least you haven't lost your mind yet.

Agudamu glanced at Song Qinian with hatred, and then drove everyone out.

After the door was closed, Ajia held up the Taoist priest's collar and almost vomited him:

"You old thing, you talk nonsense!"

"I mean what I say, what a way..."

"I think beating you is the way to go!"

--

Song Qinian just sat in front of the bed, still holding the knife tightly in his hand.

Gu Yu secretly sat next to him, staring nervously at the sharp object, trembling with fear.

Song Qinian has lost a lot of weight recently, his cheeks have become sunken, and those eyes that were so bright every time he looked at him have become eclipsed recently.

"The old man just said that a bowl of blood can bring you back. He said he was 50% sure that I would die."

"Is it 50% sure that it's worth it for me to give it a try?"

"Are you saying it's not worth it?"

"Actually, you are more relieved lying like this than when you are awake, right? You hate me so much that you don't want to talk to me. People who can't hear my voice or see me should feel more relaxed."

Gu Yu sat aside and didn't know what Song Qinian's soliloquies meant. However, when he stood up and left, he didn't make any move to gouge out his heart. He was probably convinced by the "five points sure" that he would die. "Shocked.

That's fine, you won't do anything stupid.

This was the person Gu Yu saved by blocking the knife. If he died, wouldn't his rescue be in vain?