Laws of Spirit Recycling

Putting Cai Xiaonan on the bench in the gazebo, he shook his body like an electric shock, and opened his eyes in a daze as if waking up from a dream. After seeing Yu Yan, tears filled his eyes instantly. Endure the grievances and come together.

"Xiao Yan! I thought I would never see you again!" He rushed towards Yu Yan, hugged him tightly, and cried intermittently: "I don't want to disappear yet, there are still many places I haven't played... I I'm so afraid that if you don't come to save me, I will die..."

"Don't worry, it's all right now." Yu Yan imitated human movements and patted the boy's twitching back with his hand.

Yu Yan cried aloud for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Ah! It hurts——"

"What's wrong?" Yu Yan thought of Cai Xiaonan curling up just now, "Where did you get hurt?"

Cai Xiaonan's face was full of tears, and there were still a few teardrops hanging on his eyelashes. He looked very miserable, he sniffed, his eyebrows twitched, "Xiaonan, I'm in pain, my whole body hurts! I I don't know where I got hurt, what to do, what to do..."

Yu Yan didn't know what to do, so he had to ask the man standing beside him for help: "Mr. Fu?"

"His injury is not an ordinary injury. It needs a psychic master with profound cultivation to remove it."

Hearing this, Yu Yan's eyes lit up, and he called out with hope, "Uncle Ren!"

Turning his gaze to the elder who was sitting safely on the stone bench and studying the camera, Ren Qianfan raised his head and glanced at Yu Yan from the leisurely play, then continued to think about his new toy, with an attitude of having nothing to do with himself.

Yu Yan walked over and sat opposite him, "Uncle Ren, can you help us..." Since he was not sure that the other party would agree, he lowered his voice a little.

"What? I'm teaching and looking for people, and now you still think of me as a doctor?" Ren Qianfan waved his hands, turned around and didn't look at Yu Yan, his slender neck and thin back were straight, as if he was extremely lonely crane.

"I don't mean to disrespect you. If we can solve it, we won't bother you." Yu Yan seldom asked for help, and the words were brewing in his mouth for a while, "Uncle Ren, just do good deeds and help us, okay? ?”

Cai Xiaonan, who was constantly turning over on the bench in pain, also ran over. Before he could speak, he "thumped" and knelt down at Ren Qianfan's feet, hugging the elder's leg and crying again, "Grandpa Immortal, please do me a favor!" Well, help me! For my pity's sake, please..."

Ren Qianfan, who was only entertaining himself, stared: "What did you say?"

Cai Xiaonan, who was crying so hard that he couldn't breathe, twitched and repeated: "Help me!"

"What did you say in the first few words?"

Cai Xiaonan was a little dazed, his wet eyes rolled, "Immortal..."

"What about the next two words?!"

With tears in his eyes, Cai Xiaonan shouted very affectionately: "Grandpa! Ah—" He covered his head, "Why did you hit me?"

"Stinky boy, look carefully, am I that old?"

Cai Xiaonan blinked, and finally understood, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my eyes are bad, Uncle Immortal, no! Brother Immortal, please save me! Your lord has a lot of mercy, and you helped me this time. I will repay you! I am really in pain and uncomfortable, please promise me..."

After enduring sobbing and sobbing, Cai Xiaonan kept shaking Ren Qianfan's leg, begging for the other's attention like a wounded puppy, and Yu Yan also learned to grab Uncle Ren's arm and shake it gently, Ren Qianfan was finally annoyed, Putting down the camera, he said with a little reluctance: "You two little guys are good at calling people. I will make an exception this time, but only this time."

Yu Yan was finally relieved, "Great, thank you Uncle Ren."

"Master Shenxian is really a good person! As long as you can cure me, I can do anything!" Cai Xiaonan was so happy that he hugged Ren Qianfan's calf tightly.

"Your snot and eyes are rubbing against my clothes." He flicked his sleeves in disgust, "Go, go and lie down on the bench."

"it is good!"

Cai Xiaonan lay flat on the bench obediently, Ren Qianfan gave Fu Jianchi a wink, Fu Jianchi raised his hand and used spiritual power, and the padded clothes on Cai Xiaonan's body changed into the white shirt before.

Taking a closer look, Ren Qianfan suddenly raised his head with just one glance, "Soul lead?" He looked at the man next to him who was resting up.

Yu Yan didn't understand, leaned over to visit, and saw several blood-red marks on Cai Xiaonan's arms, it seemed that this was the injury that had been causing him pain.

"That's right, it's Yan Zequan." Fu Jianchi said indifferently as if he didn't care about it.

Ren Qianfan's face darkened, and he snorted coldly: "If I had known he did it, I wouldn't have agreed to help clean up this mess. I'll let you find him yourself."

With dissatisfaction and contempt in his tone, Yu Yan asked curiously, "Who is Yan Zequan?"

"A heinous villain."

Fu Jianchi had a deep meaning: "He can be regarded as your junior no matter what, not to mention that your two families have a long history."

"Nonsense! Our Ren family stopped dealing with the Yan family hundreds of years ago, and I have repeatedly reminded Xiaojun not to have anything to do with this Yan Zequan." Ren Qianfan's eagerness to get rid of the relationship, see It seems that he dislikes the Yan family very much.

"Uncle Ren seems to hate this person named Yan Zequan very much." Because he hurt Cai Xiaonan, Yu Yan didn't like him at all.

"I don't hate Yan Zequan, I hate their ancestors for eighteen generations." Speaking of this, Ren Qianfan couldn't help being indignant, put one hand behind his back, and said in a reasonable tone: "Xiao Yuer, do you know? Inheritance is the most irreversible thing, good virtues are passed down from generation to generation, bad roots are also passed down from ancestors to descendants! So there is never more than one bad guy, they are all a nest of snakes and rats."

After listening, Yu Yan clearly realized Uncle Ren's dislike for the entire Yan family, but he didn't quite understand what he said later, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Ren Qianfan was about to continue to say something, but was interrupted by Fu Jianchi: "Now is not the time to talk about these old things."

"Master Immortal...I'm in so much pain..." Cai Xiaonan lay on the bench and groaned in pain, his eyes were already rolling in his heart, can't we wait for the treatment to finish before chatting?

"Uncle Ren, help Xiao Nan quickly."

"What's the rush? He's already a dead person anyway." Ren Qianfan took a step forward unhurriedly, ready to cast his mana, glanced at the people standing on the left and right, with a bad expression, "You two, stay away, don't bother me. "

"Oh."

Yu Yan pulled Fu Jianchi out of the pavilion.

"The snow has stopped." The layer of snow on the ground shimmered, like an old window frame under the moonlight from a long time ago.

Yu Yan walked under the maple tree, listening to the creaking sound, the thick fluffy snow flakes were being squeezed, and there was a sound of crushing foam. When he turned his head, he saw a few lines of footprints on the snow, which were the footprints of himself and Fu The traces of Mr.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Jianchi asked in a deep voice.

"It's nothing, seeing snow feels very comfortable, it will make people feel better." Yu Yan smiled, his eyes full of hopeful light, "It would be great if it was winter all year round and it snowed every day."

"There is no such place."

Yu Yan turned his head, "Isn't that the way we go to the underworld every time?"

Fu Jianchi stared at him with downcast eyes, his eyes were deep and cold, "Do you like it there?"

"Well, I've always wanted to get out of the car and take a look."

Stretching one foot onto the clean and flat snow, he stepped on it slowly. Hearing the muffled sound, he couldn't help feeling playful. Yu Yan kept stomping on the spot, covering the circle around Fu Jianchi turned into footprints.

There is no new complete snow field, Yu Yan finally raised his head: "By the way, Mr. Fu, do you know the person Uncle Ren mentioned? Why haven't I heard of it."

"I don't know him, I just heard it from Ren Qianfan a few times."

"Why does Uncle Ren hate him so much? Do they have a festival?"

Fu Jianchi asked in a calm voice, "Are you very interested?"

Yu Yan thought for a while, then shook his head honestly, "I'm not very interested." After speaking, he squatted down and held the snow with both hands, "I want to make a snowman, but the snow is not too thick, let's make a small one first, and hope to continue snowing tomorrow heavy snow."

Fu Jianchi was standing next to him, watching him kneel on the ground and concentrate on kneading the snowball, and continued following the topic just now, "The ancestor of Yan Zequan and Ren Qianfan were brothers in the same school. They broke up because of the death of the master. The art of sycophancy has put a blood curse on the Ren family, so that the descendants of the Ren family will not survive their [-]s."

"It's so vicious... It's no wonder that Uncle Ren hates their family." Yu Yan stopped his movements, "By the way, Uncle Ren has been staying in the human world. His descendants."

Fu Jianchi had a faint smile on his face as if he saw the student enlightened: "You finally understand."

"Because it suddenly occurred to me that every time I saw you, Uncle Ren would ask about Mr. Ren's recent situation. It seems that he was really worried that Mr. Ren would be in danger." Yu Yan tilted his head and thought for a while, making up his mind. "In the future, I will also be with Mr. Fu to help Uncle Ren visit Ren Yijun."

"Just concentrate on your work."

"Okay." Yu Yan avoided the other party's sight and continued to build a snowman project, while enlarging the shape of the ball and asked: "Mr. Fu, you know so many things, but I haven't heard of any of them."

"As long as you ask, I will tell you."

Yu Yan raised his head and asked sincerely: "Is there anything else I don't know?"

After only a few seconds of pause, the slight invisible hesitation flashed in his eyes, and Fu Jianchi replied, "No."

"Xiao Nan, what's the matter?" Yu Yan looked at the other party's expression worriedly.

Cai Xiaonan sat back, crossed his legs in the snow, and supported his head with one hand, "I don't know why, but my head suddenly hurts."

Yu Yan frowned slightly, "How could this be? Uncle Ren said that your wounds are fine. It's only been a day, and the wounds on your body are almost healed." He grabbed Cai Xiaonan's arm and looked at those slender similar scars The imprint has faded.

"It may be my illusion." Cai Xiaonan withdrew his hand and continued to tinker with the miniature snowman he made.

Fortunately, there was a little fresh snow intermittently in the morning, and the monks in the temple swept the road in front of the door with a big broom made of yellow bamboo, keeping the pure white snow where they had fun here.Under the maple tree, there is a snowman made during the day. The black pupils are pierced with round gravel. It should have drawn a smile with an upward arc, but Yu Yan changed it into a "one" shape. The snowman has no smile. His expression resembled that of a serious and cold man.

"Why stick grass on your face?" Cai Xiaonan patted the head he was working on, and asked inexplicably.

"Make beards for it." Yu Yan smiled and stuck them on the snowman's lips one by one obliquely.

"Oh——" Cai Xiaonan understood instantly, "You are Uncle Ren, why don't you be yourself?"

"Make theirs well first, and then make my own." Taking the time to glance at the snowman that Cai Xiaonan built next to him, the head just put on it has a big square mouth, like a smile that can't help but laugh. "Well done, just like you."

"Haha, I also think, hurry up and finish your work, we'll put it here together." Cai Xiaonan said with a smile, showing a painful expression, "Hiss——"

"Head hurts again?"

"Yeah." Cai Xiaonan sat up, his smile disappeared, his lips moved, and he hesitated to say: "Xiaoyan, do you think I have other problems with me? It stands to reason that I am a ghost and not a human being. How could it happen for no reason? Headache, could it be a sequelae? That insidious and cunning villain has caused me so much harm!"

Yu Yan analyzed: "If there are sequelae, Uncle Ren should remind us..."

"The more you talk about it, the less at ease I feel." Cai Xiaonan clasped his hands on his knees, his face getting heavier.

"Let's go, let's go find Uncle Ren."

"Uncle Ren."

"You guys don't play with the snow, what are you doing here to disturb us?" Ren Qianfan's tone was full of displeasure. He was thinking about the chess game at this time, showing that he didn't want to listen to them at all.

Yu Yan said earnestly: "I'm sorry, Uncle Ren, I want to ask you a question. Xiao Nan has been suffering from headaches since dark. Does he have other injuries that we haven't found? We couldn't find it, so we had to ask you."

"Ah, I thought of it!" Ren Qianfan tapped the table excitedly.

"what's going on?"

The white chess piece fell into the chessboard, "Just play like this, let's see how you succeed."

Well aware of Uncle Ren's temperament, he would not care about anything until he had his fill of fun, Yu Yan decided not to continue asking, and came back to him after a while, just as Cai Xiaonan walked down the steps resentfully, he heard the humanity behind him say: "Wait wait."

"You just said he had a headache?"

Facing Uncle Ren's unexpected questioning, Yu Yan looked at Cai Xiaonan, Cai Xiaonan looked at him, and respectfully said to Uncle Ren: "Yes, one after another, it's like... It's like something bumped into my head It's like bumping back and forth, ah! It's starting to hurt again..."

Ren Qianfan stood up suddenly, "Come here."

When Cai Xiaonan covered his head and approached, Ren Qianfan stretched out his hand and made a few movements. Yu Yan knew that he was exercising, and then saw Uncle Ren's index finger and middle finger pointing his eyebrows together, and then turned his palm on Cai Xiaonan's forehead clicked.

Immediately opened his eyes wide, and cursed angrily: "You bastard! You actually used the Soul Chasing Curse!"

Fu Jianchi also got up at this moment, "You mean that Yan Zequan cursed Cai Xiaonan?"

"That's right, he tricked me. On the surface, I promised you to let Cai Xiaonan go. In fact, I used him as a bait. He can be found anywhere. As long as the caster gets close to the cursed spirit body, the spirit body will appear." headache symptoms."

Yu Yan supported the suffering Cai Xiaonan, and said, "But why did he do so much? Xiaonan has already been caught."

"I'm afraid there are ulterior motives." Ren Qianfan glanced at the dark night outside the pavilion with a solemn expression, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, old Fu, take them away quickly, and I will inform Xiaojun to let him undo it for you. "

"Uncle Ren, what about you?" Feeling that things were developing in an unexpected direction, Yu Yan didn't want to involve other people, and persuaded: "Come with us."

Ren Qianfan smiled "heh" and took it calmly, "Although he has no physical body, the so-called Jiang is still old and spicy. He has practiced for 1000 years, and he is still far behind me in terms of Taoism. But you are here, I will punch you Difficult to do, scattered energy, only to leave people physically and mentally."

"But I'm afraid—"

Ren Qianfan stroked his beard, and said in a leisurely tone, "Little Yuer, if you are one step late, your friend will be in greater danger of falling into the hands of villains."

"I see." Yu Yan lowered his eyes.

"Farewell."

"Lord Immortal, goodbye." Cai Xiaonan held Yu Yan with one arm, and waved goodbye with the other.

"Uncle Ren, we will come back to see you." There were too many expressions on Yu Yan's face, but his eyes were like a child who had just parted, with a trace of ignorant reluctance.