Zhexiang as an old friend

Daxianshan ushered in a distinguished guest today.

"So it's my father-in-law." Yan Huang pinned his fan on his waist, bowed his hands to Zang Yang, and even the fox ghost floating behind him pretended to raise his forelegs.

Zang Yang looked at Yanhuang, he knew that there was a new monster on Daxian Mountain, and it was so powerful that he could even catch fox ghosts, but he didn't expect that it was the little dumb boy back then.

"I don't want to date this relative." Zang Yang looked noncommittally at the ornaments on Daxian Mountain, "I just came to see if there is anything left of my son in Daxian Mountain."

"What's the matter, do you want to make a tomb?" Yan Huang replied in a neutral manner, reached out and pulled out the fan, and grabbed the gold and jade on the handle of the fan.

Zang Yang smiled coldly: "That's you."

Yan Huang was stunned for a moment, and then realized Zang Yang's implication. With the last glimmer of hope, he asked, "Shentu... is in Tianyu Mountain, isn't it?"

Zang Yang was still indifferent, but his heart was softened by Yan Huang's persistent appearance: "You are very smart."

The light in Yan Huang's eyes suddenly lit up, like the first ray of morning light emerging from the darkness, full of hope but full of pity.

"Can I...can I go see him?"

Zang Yang paused, turned around to look at him, did his only son lose three souls and seven souls because of such a person?

He wanted to take away the three souls and seven souls of this person so that he could be buried with his only son.But at this moment, his heart softened, maybe someone finally missed Shentu like him.

"That's all, you go with me."

When Cheng Er and Bing Huai buried Shentu in Daxian Mountain, he was the one who dug up Shentu's body and brought him to Tianyu Mountain, so his son should be with him.

Tianyu Mountain is as desolate as before, only the mountain is surrounded by water, but the water is also desolate, with no grass and no fish.It's no wonder that Zang Yang wants to occupy the prayer mountain as his back garden.

Shentu was buried in a cave in Tianyu Mountain. The temperature in the cave was very low, and there were icicles hanging everywhere in the cave. Going deeper, you saw an ice coffin, and the person lying in the ice coffin was Shentu.

Yan Huang leaned on the ice coffin, drawing Shentu's appearance through the ice.

His eyebrows are drooping, the corners of his mouth are also drooping, and even his fangs lie listlessly on both sides. If he could open his eyes, those red pupils must be full of energy, but he is closing them now, so that Yan Huang can't see the reflection on him. The self in the eyes.

"Can I open it and have a look at him?" Yan Huang asked Zang Yang timidly, his eyes still fixed on Shentu.

In any case, Shentu sacrificed his seven souls because of his words back then.

"Go ahead." Zang Yang stood below and looked up at him, "He must have missed you..."

Yan Huang got his consent, and stretched out his hand to open the ice coffin, before he could lower his head to kiss Shentu's forehead, the gold and jade around his waist suddenly vibrated.

Seeing this, Zang Yang's expression froze, and he jumped up and pulled the gold jade off the handle of his fan. The gold jade shone white, and he seemed to understand the humming sound, and he was stunned for a long time. Authentic: "This is my son's soul..."

It turns out that even if there is only one soul left, you still have to come to me.

When Yan Huang heard the words, he suddenly became sentimental again. The longing that had been silent for many years was like a flood that broke the embankment. It made him feel painful, but he couldn't pour it out.

But this soul is unwilling to return to its place.

It just stayed in that golden jade, shining continuously, as if to tell Yan Huang how much he missed him.

Holding the golden jade, Zang Yang suddenly smiled shallowly: "With this fate soul, I can find my son's other souls."

Hearing this, Yan Huang hurriedly turned his head to look at him, and asked, "How do I get it back?"

"Of course I used a soul-seeking needle." Zang Yang wanted to put the gold jade into his arms, but the gold jade flew away from his hand and jumped back to the handle of the fan, "It seems that my son likes you very much. "

After finishing speaking, he shook his head again, and continued: "It's just that this soul-seeking needle belongs to Queen Mother Xi, and it will take a little trouble to get it."

Yan Huang curled his lips when he heard the words, thinking of his senior brother who was unlearned and incompetent, but who was so pleasing to the Queen Mother of the West.

Ever since Cheng Er became an immortal, the Queen Mother of the West called him more and more frequently. Hearing that the Queen Mother of the West wanted to adopt him as a foster son a few days ago, Cheng Er was also happy.

"Senior brother should have a way."

After the matter was settled, the two of them rode Zhai Ru and the other rode the clouds to Zhaoyao Mountain.

After walking for about half an hour, both of them arrived at Zhao Yao Mountain.

Zhaoyao Mountain is still the same as before, the slope is still full of osmanthus trees, even the area that was vacated due to the removal of danmu is full of osmanthus trees, but the house has now belonged to Cheng Er and Bing Huai, and Yan Huang has been there for many years. Did not go back to Zhao Yaoshan.

Xing Xing saw Yan Huang, and recognized his "Brother Yan Huang", but there was a fox ghost floating behind him, telling it not to go forward, but hiding in the tree and calling Cheng Er from a distance.

Hearing Xing Xing calling Cheng Er, Yan Huang simply didn't go in, and stood outside with Zang Yang and waited.

Sure enough, within half a moment, both Cheng Er and Bing Huai ran out, and the one who ran faster was naturally Cheng Er. He threw himself on Yan Huang's body, scaring the fox ghost to the side.

"Yan Huang, you still remember to come back." Cheng Er patted Yan Huang on the back, Yan Huang didn't refuse, but he didn't respond either, he just reminded lightly: "Bing Huai is watching behind you."

Cheng Er let go of Yan Huang, curled his lips: "My Bing Huai is not so narrow-minded."

Bing Huai lowered his head and smiled when he heard the words, and quietly grabbed the corner of Cheng Er's clothes.

"I know that the two of you have a deep relationship." Yan Huang smiled shallowly, "My father-in-law and I are here this time to ask for your help."

Cheng Er let out a long breath when he heard the words: "If you really need help, you will remember that there is a brother."

Yan Huang knew that Cheng Er was blaming him for driving the two of them off Daxian Mountain and not returning to Zhaoyao Mountain to see him for many years.

"Just think I did something wrong." Yan Huang held the fan in his hand, but still cupped his hands towards Cheng'er.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Er hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it down, his face full of displeasure: "You have been staying in Daxian Mountain for a long time, do you even want to share with your brother?"

Yan Huang withdrew his hand, and Cheng Er continued: "Is there anything you need to help me when you come to me this time?"

"I want your help to borrow the soul-seeking needle from Queen Mother of the West." Yan Huang replied truthfully.

Bing Huai heard it from the side, and asked, "Are you going to get Shentu's soul back?"

"Exactly." Zang Yang nodded.

Cheng Er thought for a while, and said: "But the soul-seeking needle needs a soul as a guide to point the way. Have you found Shentu's soul yet?"

"Exactly." Cheng Er nodded.

Cheng Er didn't ask what kind of soul it was or how he found it. He just thought about it and smiled, "It's just a needle for finding souls. Wait for me. I'll go find Queen Mother of the West."

"Wait a minute." Bing Huai grabbed Cheng Er's clothes, "But the soul-seeking needle can only find the soul, not the soul."

Hearing this, Zang Yang sighed: "Finding one soul is one soul, and we need to find two souls before making plans."

Bing Huai thought for a while, and seemed to remember that his great-grandfather had a soul-focusing lamp, so he said: "Don't worry, my great-grandfather has a soul-gathering lamp, I'll go back and steal it for you to use."

Yan Huang's heart, which could only find souls, came alive again because of Bing Huai's words, and he bowed his hands solemnly to Bing Huai: "That's it, thank you."

So it was decided, Cheng Er and Bing Huai, one went to the sky and the other swam to the sea.

"You two friends are quite different from others." Zang Yang said, looking at the backs of the two.

"What's the difference?" Yan Huang rubbed the piece of gold and jade, and replied casually.

Zang Yang sneered: "Those people who have become immortals say that the gods and demons are at peace and the world is in harmony, but they still look down on demons in their bones and think we should be damned, but you two friends, one is an immortal and the other is a god. God, I want to beg and steal for a demon meson."

Yan Huang also laughed when he heard this, two fangs were exposed at the corners of his mouth, and the fan in his hand knocked on the palms of his palms twice, before saying: "My senior brother can't be a fairy at all."

As a bystander, he could clearly see the catastrophe that Cheng Er experienced.

A fool, his mother died, and his father didn't want him, but Siming's Mingge wrote that he married a daughter-in-law, who was poisoned three times and died.

If Bing Huai hadn't sacrificed more than 100 years of cultivation for Cheng Ersheng, and just snatched a Qingming from Si Ming's hand to Cheng Er, I am afraid that Cheng Er would not follow Si Ming's life spectrum, not only would he not be able to become a fairy, but Falling into reincarnation, even a half-immortal can't do it.

What's more, the so-called "stealing elixir" back then was just a name set up because Cheng Er couldn't get used to going in and out of the heaven at will.

How could someone as sophisticated as Cheng Er fail to understand such a simple truth?

And Bing Huai, if Bing Huai didn't understand the clichés of Si Ming's hands back then, how could he have sacrificed his 100-year cultivation base?

These two people, although one is a fairy and the other is a god, they both don't believe in the Heavenly Court, and they have stayed away from the Heavenly Court for many years, only staying in Zhaoyao Mountain as a couple of immortals looking for joy every day.

If he hadn't figured out the cause and effect in front of Shentu's empty grave back then, how could he have fallen into a demon?

All of these are destiny, but this destiny is not something that Si Ming can spy on.