Thank you God for your help

Pen and paper, and did not blow out the candles on the table until it was mid-morning, raised his hand and pressed the two pieces of writing paper on the table under the candlestick and stood up.

Stretching out his hand to take Jingyun, Jing Hong lowered his head to look at Jing Qing's breathing was light and steady, and he was still sleeping peacefully.

Jing Qing's side face and the small section of neck exposed under the collar are like white jade, a handsome face showing a kind of docility that Jing Hong has never seen before in the unclear sky.

Jing Hong looked at it, bent down, as if being bewitched, his body became lower unconsciously...

Suddenly, there was the sound of a waterfowl fluttering its wings outside the cabin, and Jing Hong woke up suddenly. His face was close to Jing Qing at some point. Seeing Jing Qing's face so close, a buzzing in his mind There was a sound, and he immediately stood up with his hands on the board of the boat.

Jing Hong heard his heart beating like a drum, took a breath to stabilize his mind, glanced at the sleeping man, turned around and swept out of the cabin.

When Jing Qing woke up, he was the only one in the cabin, and he couldn't help being stunned, but after looking at it in the cabin, there were only two pieces of writing paper under the candlestick, with Jing Hong's handwriting on them.

One is a map of Fuqiu area, which is very detailed and complete, just like what he said last night, he wanted to mark everything he knew.

After Jing Qing finished reading it, she smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled. Such detailed annotations meant that Jing Hong would not be in Fuqiu anymore.

There are a few words on the other one, roughly saying that if you don't see him in the future, you will never see him.

Jing Qing took a deep breath, carefully folded the map and put it away in her sleeve, held the thin note paper in her hand and looked at it for a long time, and finally burned it with a chant of the Purifying Fire Mantra.

It rained last night, and now the fog outside is very heavy, Jing Qing blows away the paper dust in his hands, sits in the cabin and looks up at the whiteness outside for a long time, then suddenly stretches out his hand to cover his eyes, with water constantly leaching between his fingers.

The Taoist temple was destroyed, the master passed away, and now even Jing Hong didn't know where he was going. In just a few days, Jing Qing lost all contact with the world in the past 20 years.

There are many living beings in the world, one person is not many, one person is many, and there is no compassionate god to protect all beings, otherwise how could he end up in such a miserable situation where he has no knowledge of the past, no future, no relatives, no reason, no god, no soul, life would be better than death.

Thinking of this, Jing Qing took a deep breath, stood up and wiped the water on his face with his sleeve, and smiled heartlessly, that's all, he never believed in any fairy family.

The connection was broken before, but it will be connected again in the future.

Jing Qing put the jade pendant in her arms carefully, and walked out of the cabin.According to what Jing Hong said last night, at most one day can reach Fuqiu City.

After sunrise, the fog dissipated quickly, and now the weather is breezy and the sky is clear and clear. Looking at the lush water and grass along the coast, my eyes immediately shine: the so-called sky is vast and wild, and the next sentence is that pheasants and hares are hiding everywhere.

This is already the boundary of Fuqiu, and there would be no monsters who would dare to show up in daylight, so they tied up the boat and jumped ashore.

The grass on the shore was gentle and soft, and when Jing Qing just landed, she almost wanted to roll on the spot.Reluctantly, his stomach was empty, even if he had this leisurely interest, he didn't have much energy to spare. Once he stood firm, he immediately lowered his body and buried his head in the grass to find it.

Strange to say, it is reasonable to say that the abundant water and grass in this area should be harvested by grabbing it casually, but after Jing Qing searched for a long time, she didn't even see a shadow of a mouse.

Just when she was annoyed, she heard a soft smile not far away: "Young Lord, are you hunting wild game?"

Jing Qing raised her head abruptly when she heard the sound, followed the prestige, and saw a twenty-eight beautiful woman standing on the bank beside her.

Green shirt and white skirt, Dankou red lips, powdery face, and amused eyes.

Jing Qing was stunned for a moment, then slowly stood up straight.

"Xiao Langjun is very beautiful. You and I are also considered to be talented and beautiful. Now it's a beautiful day. Why don't you go on a boat with my servant to have fun?" The girl walked to the side of the boat with a smile while she was talking, her waist and limbs were as soft as when she moved. Bones, body swaying like a breeze.

This scene should have made people's hearts sway, but now Jing Qing's back felt cold, and she silently clenched the talisman paper under her sleeves - it's common for a fair-skinned, beautiful-skinned banshee to pick up men and tease her , but now it is the boundary of Fuqiu, daring to appear in the place where monks gather in this world at the time of the sun at noon is definitely not too shallow, the spiritual power in her body is probably not a decent meal in her opinion superior.

Jing Qing thought about it for a while, weighed herself a few times in her heart, and felt that the banshee might just regard herself as a snack for tooth-beating sacrifices.Xin Dao said that it would be easy to deal with it like this, if he was really a piece of fat, he was already at the end of his mouth, and I am afraid that he would be doomed this time.

But a piece of dim sum is different, if you lose it, you lose it.This banshee will definitely not work hard on herself.

Jing Qing smirked twice and turned around, took the opportunity to look around, and saw that there was a place behind her that seemed to have a fairy spirit. A little erratic, but the price is enough for a piece of dim sum, and even if this banshee is high enough, she is not afraid of this little fairy spirit, but when she gets there, she should see this fairy in her eyes. Home instead of this useless little Taoist priest.

After finishing the calculation, Jing Qing pretended to be in a daze and took two steps forward, admiring, "The beautiful woman has such a beautiful face, she really has the beauty of a country and a city."

The banshee looked as if she was going to take the bait, she lowered her body even more, and leaned on the boat very gracefully to cover her lips and smiled, "People say that a moment in the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, why don't you come here soon, Mr. Xiaolang?"

Seeing that she let her guard down, Jing Qing immediately threw the talisman paper out at the right time, trapped her with a spell that fell into the ground, took a breath, turned around, and burrowed into the forest behind her.

The banshee was used to seducing men, and suddenly she was a little dazed when she saw someone who wasn't hooked, and when she realized something was already entangled her from the ground.

The banshee broke the restraint on the ground with a wave of her two fingers, looked at Lingze on the mountain and sneered, and said sadly, "Mr.

Jing Qing ran all the way with the strength on his feet, but what he didn't expect was that the Taoist priest had protected himself with a ray of immortal energy when he was enlightened a few days ago. Although he didn't feel anything, in the eyes of this banshee, don't It is said that it is the fairy mountain in front of her, but for such a piece of fat, she can go to the knife mountain.

Jing Qing was panting from running, but when she turned her head, she saw the banshee pressing up behind her. She felt her body stand upside down for a moment, and hurriedly threw out a piece of talisman to build a barrier behind her, and ran towards the deep place of the spirit. .

It was only after a lot of tossing that Jing Qing could see clearly the snake tail on the bottom of the banshee's skirt, and was thinking of ways to throw her away, but saw the banshee chasing after her again.

Jing Qing groaned in his heart, it was the first time he had seen such a monster who was chasing after him for a piece of snack and would not hesitate to put himself in danger.In the blink of an eye, another piece of talisman paper was thrown back, a blue light flashed in his mind, he lifted his clothes and climbed up the tree in front of him.

However, it was only halfway up when it was swept down by the banshee's tail.

Jing Qing's eyes went dark, and she fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, her mouth full of bloody smell.

It was clearer before his eyes, and he saw the banshee slowly approaching him, his heart was tense and he scrambled to stand up, staggering a few steps and managed to stabilize his body.

At this moment, he just felt a headache that was about to split, and the dizziness caused him to almost fall back again.

Before he could make a move, the banshee was already close at hand, and she brought Jing Qing to her side with her snake tail curled up.

Jing Qing was bound by her snake tail and couldn't move, she just felt that the banshee was sticking up from her back, and something icy and cold passed her neck, "I really don't know how this immortal essence is on a little monk like you. "

Jing Qing felt a burning pain on her neck, but saw the banshee turned around and turned back to her.

"Xiao Langjun has a good appearance. I can't bear to touch this delicate skin and tender flesh." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch his face, and then smiled, "But I have no choice but to call you the immortal essence on your body." like."

Jing Qing thought slowly in his mind, he had never heard of Xianyuan, and as he thought about it, he felt a cold hand clasping the back of his neck tighter and tighter.

The demon flame danced, and the banshee next to his ear comforted him with a smile, "Don't be afraid, little man, you don't have any wounds on your face, I will take the immortal yuan away in a while, and I can leave you with a complete appearance... "

However, before she could finish her sentence, a golden light flashed under her hand, and a golden needle pierced up from under her hand, piercing her eyebrows, and the banshee screamed, and it immediately turned into blue smoke.

Jing Qing herself was also blown away by a sudden huge wave of air.

At this moment of lightning and flint, Jing Qing was very depressed and thought that she should have been thrown to death.

However, before the skin was torn apart, Jing Qing only heard the sound of water, and then was directly pressed to the bottom by the surrounding cold water.

His mouth and nose were filled with water, and his chest was on fire. After a while, Jing Qing gradually lost consciousness, thinking vaguely that he should die in the water and die elsewhere. The banshee had been dodged before, but now To drown in the shallow water half a man's height.

This way of death, first of all, is very embarrassing.

Thinking vaguely like this, it was pitch black in front of her eyes, but Jing Qing's mind suddenly became clear for a moment—there was a dense forest covering the sky and the sun just now, where did the water come from now?

Respect God ([-])

While adjusting his breath, Xuanchen felt that the palace was a bit different from usual. When the Yuanshen hugged him again and again, he saw a gap in the barrier of the virtual realm outside, and a figure could be vaguely seen in the shallow water, with some fairy aura on his body. Doesn't seem angry though.

Slightly frowning, Shenjun's eyes flickered, and he got up and left the water hall.

Since the formation of this barrier, no one has been able to break in, and this is the only one who has drowned.

He wanted to see who had the ability to break in so hard that he could drown in the lake for him to see.

Out of the water hall, Xuan Chen was in the air, and he lifted him up from the water plants with a hook of his fingertips, but what he saw was a delicate face - slender eyebrows and slightly raised eyebrows, nose and eyes as warm as jade , but after soaking in the water for a while, his face was as pale as paper, and even his tightly pressed thin lips lost their color.It's just a dark purple streak on the neck, which is really dazzling on the white skin like jade.

It was a demon attack, Xuan Chen took a look at the broken fairy seal on his forehead, and put him on the shore.That evildoer probably took a fancy to the immortal essence protected by others on this person.

Thinking of this, he broke the restraint on this man with a wave of two fingers, let one soul and three souls scatter out along the cracks in the barrier, patched up the cracks, turned around and walked away.

Let Guisi do the rest of the chores.

As far as the eye can see, the surface of the water is like a bright mirror, and the god is above it. His white clothes are flying without wind, which makes his black hair like ink.There is no expression on the cold face, the long eyebrows are drawn into the temples and the thin lips are tightly pursed, and the long and narrow eyes are calm and calm, like cold jade sealed for thousands of years.

In a blink of an eye, he was a hundred steps away.

In the nine heavens, the god who dared not look directly at him slowed down, pondered for a while, raised his hand slightly and made a tactic, but he protected the man on the bank and brought him into the void.

When Jing Qing opened her eyes, she felt that there was a blur in front of her eyes, and she blinked a few times in a daze, and then she was immediately awakened by the Yingze immortal energy and the vast spiritual cultivation around her.

Looking around, none of the decorations and furnishings were ordinary things, Jing Qing almost fell off the bed.

He only remembered that he fell into the hands of the snake demon, but this place definitely didn't look like a cave for some monster.Jing Qing reasoned again, and after a long time came up with a possibility, she was saved by a god? !

Sure enough, the way of reincarnation is really good, and he was slapped in the face by such a strange experience just after he finished saying that he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas.It seems that it is better not to talk nonsense.

He thought, got up, tidied up his clothes honestly, and stepped out of the room.

I wanted to go to the immortal to thank him, but I didn't expect this place to be so big.Although this place is empty and quiet, but after walking for so long, let alone a person, I didn't come across a single living thing.But fortunately, it is moist with immortal energy, and it is not overbearing, even if it is not polluted by the world, it does not look like someone lives at all.

Jing Qing thought about it, and when she walked through the corridor and stepped into the fifth room, she finally saw a figure.

In a clear room, in front of the ebony table, there is a figure with a long body and a white dress with a snowy ribbon.

Seeing a living creature all of a sudden, the feeling of meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land almost moved him to tears.

Jing Qing entered the door lightly.After walking in, I saw the person in front of the case flying dragon and phoenix with a brush in his hand. Jing Qing couldn't bear to disturb, so she stood silently at the side, looking at the mountains and rivers, the river, the waves, the forest, the sea, the vast water mist, Yaoyao applauded silently from the bottom of her heart.

"Are you awake?" The voice suddenly sounded low and magnetic, which made him startled. Seeing that it was the fairy in front of him, Jing Qing hurriedly made a deep bow, and said respectfully, "Thank you, the fairy, for your help."

"I didn't save you, you're already dead." The person who drew the picture before the case spoke calmly and didn't lift his head when he spoke.

However, these calm words sounded like thunder in Jing Qing's ears, causing him to blink a few times before he stuttered and said, "Then I, now..."

"When I saw you, you were already drowned, and now you have lost your soul and three souls. After seven days, the ghost secretary will come to summon your soul, and you will be able to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."

The person in front of the case raised his head after finishing speaking, "You asked me the benefits of becoming a fairy family earlier, and now I will let you try it."

Jing Qing was shocked to see the appearance of this fairy - cold face, long and narrow eyes without any emotion, pupils like lacquer like an ancient well without waves...

He stuttered all of a sudden, "That day...the one who enlightened Master..."

The god before the case nodded: "It's me."

Jing Qing's heart trembled, and she hurriedly asked: "Then my master respects him..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the immortal looking up at him, and said coldly: "Tianji."

Jing Qing felt impolite when he looked at him like a zombie, and hurriedly lowered her head and said anxiously: "This disciple is eager for a moment, and I don't intend to offend Tianwei the Immortal Lord!"

"Forget it," the immortal added two more strokes on the paper and said, "There is no one living in the back hall. You will live there for a few days. If you need it, come to the front hall to find me."

Jing Qing spoke cautiously, "Dare to ask the name of Shenjun Xian?"

"Yanhua."

Yan Hua Zun God? !Jing Qing felt that she was called Lei Bang again.

Zunshen Yanhua is the righteous god of ancient times, born at the beginning of heaven and earth, there are only nine of them in total, even those above the nine heavens must be revered as Zunshen—in short, in terms of seniority, this is the ancestor.

Jing Qing began to seriously consider whether she should kneel down.

Seeing that Jing Qing was still standing still, Xuan Chen handed over the pen tube, "What can I teach you?"

Jing Qing was still in a daze, watching the pen tube being handed to her, and took it casually.

It will be too late when Jing Qing's mausoleum is clear.He was already standing in front of the case with a pen in his hand, as if he was about to write ink mountains and rivers.

So he immediately gave up, but before he could confess, the barrel of the pen was pinched, and with a few strokes on the paper, there was a boat on the river.

But the problem is, he hasn't had time to let go yet.

"How about this?" Xuan Chen stopped the pen, and Jing Qing was free now. She quickly withdrew her hand and sneered a few times, feeling that it was embarrassing to confess immediately, and she might be picked up by this god and thrown away, so I searched my guts and found a sentence that is applicable everywhere and said that everyone loves to hear a universal sentence that has been tried and tested in various occasions.

Luckily, he praised sincerely and from the bottom of his heart: "It's really wonderful."

When he sat back on the couch in the apse again based on his memory, he was still in a trance state.

Putting two fingers under the nose to test for breath, sure enough, there was no breath at all.He finally calmed down after another acupoint test, but all failed. It seemed to his heart that he was really dead this time.

After sitting dejectedly for a while, Jing Qing began to explain to herself: Since everyone is dead, living in this fairy residence for a few days might give you a bit of the charm of the fairy family. A no-loss deal.

After thinking about it, Jing Qing felt that Lingtai became much clearer.When I looked up and looked up again, the clear light in half of the room that came in from the window was already dark, but the few fist-sized beads embedded in the wall of the room were emitting dim light, reflecting the room softly.

In the past, he had only seen a night pearl the size of a pigeon egg on Jing Dedao's hair crown, but now he saw several fist-sized pearls shining brightly on the wall together, so he couldn't help but move closer.

After studying for a while, Jing Qing became honest after thinking that it was impossible for him to knock them down and take them away. After sighing for a while, he turned around and went to bed, thinking about sleeping to calm his mind.

However, after lying down with his eyes closed for a while, he sat up with a sad face—the dead don't need to sleep, and he lay awake with his eyes closed.

He used to meditate and adjust his breath to pass the time, but now he has no breath and can only sit.Long Ye Weiyang, for the first time, he felt that meditation and breathing adjustment were such an interesting thing.

In the long night, under the soft light of the Pearl of the Night, Jing Qing drew all the spells she knew how to draw, and silently all the mental methods she had learned in the past 17 years. After the silence, she raised her head and looked out the window. I went back and copied it backwards, and finally memorized it backwards.

When seeing the clear light coming in from the outside again, Jing Qing looked at the stack of writing papers on the table, and felt for the first time that she had such a deep understanding of everything in the world...

He felt that he should look for Na Yanhua Zunshen.

Respect God ([-])

When Jing Qing entered the door, Xuan Chen idly flipped through a page of the book, "What's the matter?" His voice was as calm as a face, and he couldn't make out a single sentence as a question.

He was just about to answer, when he thought that there was a god in front of him, he hurriedly bowed politely, straightened out the words in his mouth, and then said, "It's really boring to be alone in the room, so I want to see what the god is doing here. Some books can be borrowed for me to read, as a way to pass the time."

The god pointed to the shelf behind him, "Look here first, if there is nothing you want, there are some in the back compartment."

Jing Qing laughed dryly and waved his hands again and again, "No need..." As he spoke, he carefully walked around the god, the cat looked up and down in front of the frame, and immediately lost interest.He took a deep breath, scanned all the books on the shelf, and thought to himself, is this the day of the gods? Why does it look like torture to him? !

This god is really exalting himself, for the books in front of him on weekdays, he would feel dizzy at the sight of these books, no matter how subtle and righteous they are, who break into the book and find new ways to make people think, it seems to him that they are just as chewy.If it weren't for the fact that he was too busy, he didn't want to turn a page.

If he wasn't about to die...

With a groan in his heart, he stretched out his hands and pulled out two volumes as if accepting his fate.

Jing Qing stepped back carefully holding the book, thinking in her heart that the life of a fairy is really something ordinary people can't enjoy, and suddenly realized that something was not right.

In such a large temple, since he woke up until now, except for the god in front of him, he has not seen any living things, let alone living people.

However, don't immortals usually have a few attendants to listen to their orders?Although this was the first time he saw a decent fairy in his life, but thinking about it in his heart, he felt that the fairy's residence should not be so deserted.

So he tentatively asked: "Is there no fairy in the Zunshen Mansion?"

"Huanhua can have as much as he wants, but he just thinks too many people are annoying." Xuanchen said and raised his eyes to look at him, "Why?"

Jing Qing hurriedly shook her head, thinking that it would be better not to bother her, so she quietly hugged the book, saluted and left.

After becoming a dead person, there is no need to eat or sleep, and the time in one day is almost endless.

Unexpectedly, the borrowed book was obscure and difficult to understand, after a few lines it made him dizzy, but He Fang had nothing to do but could only be in a daze, and when Shen You came back, he lowered his head and read a few more lines.

After going back and forth like this, he even read the two books in one day.

The content of the book is unbearable to look back on, and Jing Qing was still thinking that it might be better not to read the book in the future.

However, when he turned over the last page and saw the two thick books in front of him on the desk, he wondered if it was because people were more perverted after death. He felt very strange in his heart and wanted to borrow two more books. have a look.

"It's better to hurry up, and besides, if you read some books now, maybe you can become a scholar in reincarnation." He comforted himself for a while, and got up with the two thick books in his arms before going out. He suddenly remembered what he said to Yanhua Zunshen After hearing the words, he said in his heart, "This day of Yanhua Zunshen must be very boring."

He faltered, then turned around and went back to the room, took a piece of paper from the desk, folded a paper crane a few times, put a pair of wings into his sleeves, and then went out with a book in his arms.

The god was still sitting in front of the bookshelf, if Jing Qing hadn't caught a glimpse of the different lines on the god's cuffs when saluting, he would have thought that this person had been sitting here all night.

It seems that the days of honoring God are indeed very boring.

Thinking of this, he felt very sympathetic to the god in his heart.

After taking the book, Jing Qing quietly glanced at the god. The man rested his forehead with one hand, and his eyes fell on the pages of the book. However, he suddenly became nervous, saluted in a hurry, and "accidentally" gave the paper crane to the god. fell.

There was a spirit spell on the paper crane, and before it landed, it fluttered its wings and flew up in a decent manner.This spirit mantra can identify Lingxiu, it must be flying towards the god, Jing Qing took a sneak peek, turned around and ran out pretending not to be aware of it.

Just arrived at the door, but heard the voice of the god:

"You paper crane is quite interesting."

The voice was still calm and calm, but this time it sounded like a little bit of warmth to Jing Qing.

So when Jing Qing went to return the book in the future, she would always "leave" something.

The fourth time Jing Qing saw the god still sitting in front of the bookshelf, he finally couldn't hold back, took the book and sat down in front of the desk, and asked, "Do you live like this every day?" before finishing speaking , a paper cat jumped out of the cuff.

"Otherwise?" Xuan Chen said as he took down the cat that was clutching his sleeve, removed the magic spell and put it on the desk, looked up at him, and asked, "Meditate and adjust breath?"

"Forget it, let's read the book." Jing Qing was completely convinced, and got up holding the book. After reading the book, he was still a little angry. If he adjusted his breath, there might not be a single breath in the whole hall.

He saluted and was about to go out when he heard the god behind him say softly, "Tomorrow the ghost will collect the soul, so you don't need to send this book after you finish reading it."

Jing Qing turned around in disbelief, feeling that every time the god spoke to him, there was a thunderous effect.Maybe this is the god.

Before the case, the god turned over another page leisurely, and said to him, "You prepare yourself too."

Jing Qing was still in a daze when she sat back on the cool couch in the back hall, but at the thought of re-entering reincarnation tomorrow, she suddenly had mixed feelings.

He couldn't explain the specific reason why he flipped through the two books, so he simply put the books down and lay back on the couch, until he saw the clear light from the window entering the room again, he actually felt sleepy.

It seems the time has come.

He was dazed on the couch for a while, then suddenly sat up again, stretched out his hand and pulled out a piece of paper from the side, and folded a paper crane out a few times, and after drawing the mantra, the paper crane flapped its wings in his hand, and the scene Qing looked at it for a while, then put another seal on it, sat on the bed and opened his hands to watch the paper crane fly out from the door.

At this moment, his mind was already dizzy, and he didn't distinguish between east, west, south, north, and south. He looked around and lay back like a dead body, feeling very annoyed—after all, he couldn't take any of the things in this house with him, which was a pity.

The water hall is as clean as before today.Xuan Chen was still sitting in front of the bookshelf, but his thoughts were a little mixed, and suddenly he heard a rustling sound.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a paper crane flapping its wings and flying in.

Reaching out to catch it in the palm of his hand, Xuanchen was about to raise his hand to remove the magic spell on it, but he heard Jing Qing's voice, and felt his fingertips stagnate.

The paper crane fluttered its wings, "Thank you, the god, for your rescue."

Naturally, going to such a fairy house shrine cannot be done by ordinary ghosts.

"I have seen Yanhua Zunshen." The Zhaoyin Division of Infernal Hell entered the hall and saluted solemnly.Seeing the god sitting on the seat nodding his head, he got up and searched for the spirit quietly and went to the back hall to do his errands.

Xuan Chen put down the book in his hand, and looked at the little gadgets on the desk with one hand resting his head. After looking at them for a while, he pinched a formula in his hand, and with a white light on his fingertips, he sent out a stream of spiritual energy.

The Department of Recruiting Yin in the back hall had just finished removing the unclean immortal energy from Jing Qing's body, and suddenly felt a wave of spiritual power, and his subordinates unexpectedly had another immortal seal for no reason.

His face turned from white to green. Originally, the aura of the immortal family here made him uncomfortable, and it took a lot of effort to cleanse the immortal essence. Adding this weight now will almost force him to death here.

He looked at it for a while with a dark face, and felt that the incantation on the fairy seal seemed very simple, so he gritted his teeth and bit the bullet and made a move.

Unexpectedly, this fairy seal has hidden secrets, and it can be dealt with at the beginning, but gradually I feel the spiritual power in it is deep and thin, even the few extremely simple seals in front of me, I can't find a place to start.

Zhaoyin Division looked mournful, but he sighed helplessly and had no choice but to go back to the front hall.

God Yanhua was still sitting in the front hall, with an indifferent and distant expression, in his opinion, it was all "don't get close to strangers".

The Zhao Yin Division carefully bowed, and said with difficulty, "Respect God, the young master in the apse has an extra immortal seal for no reason, the little spiritual power is so weak, it's nothing to him, look..."

Zhaoyin Division raised his head and took a sneak peek while he was talking, seeing that the sitting god just nodded his head without taking his eyes off the page, so he immediately shut up knowingly.

Although his spiritual power is not good, but fortunately his mind is still bright, it seems that the god in front of him doesn't seem to want that young man to follow him, so he immediately took out an extra token from his waist, together with Jing Qing's one soul and three souls. They held up the Yuanshen bag together and put it on the desk in front of them.

Then he said carefully, "It's hard to get rid of the immortal seal, so let's ask this son to be a ghost secretary for a while. The young master is still young, and it won't be too late to break the immortal seal and enter the reincarnation in the future. How about it according to God's will?"

He looked at the god in front of him full of earnestness and then nodded to himself. Immediately, as if he had received an amnesty, he hurriedly saluted, stepped back a few steps, and disappeared after a while.

Xuan Chen turned another page, then put down the book in his hand, looked at the token and Yuanshen bag on the case, raised his fingertips, and took away the fairy seal that had just been placed on Jing Qing.

When Jing Qing opened his eyes again, there was a board carved with sapphire in front of him.

With just one glance, he felt that this thing was very familiar to him, and it didn't look like something he could see in the nether world.Then on second thought, this seemed to be the couch where he slept in the apse.

The first thought that popped into Jing Qing's mind was that she actually brought this board.

Then he regained consciousness and realized that he was still in the apse.

Didn't the god say that there is a ghost priest coming to summon the soul today?

He turned around in a daze of thought, and was immediately awoken by the scene in front of him - the god Yanhua in front of him was sitting opposite him, drinking tea while looking at the mental methods he had been silent for the past few days.

It was the first time that Jing Qing saw this god condescendingly come to the back hall, and hurriedly got up to be respectful, but the opposite god waved his hand, "You have just returned to your soul, so the etiquette is all there is to it."

After he said it, Jing Qing felt top-heavy for a while, sat back honestly and lowered her head for a while, and said carefully, "The ghost, hasn't come to collect the soul yet?"

The god on the opposite side put down the teacup in his hand and raised his head, "In such a hurry, do you really want to re-enter reincarnation?"

"Not in a hurry..." Jing Qing scratched her head and said again, "But I do want to re-enter reincarnation."

After hearing what he said, Xuanchen tapped his fingertips twice on the desk beside him, and said, "Being an ignorant child for many years before the first reincarnation, what's the good?"

Jing Qing struggled in her heart for a while, and said, "I don't know, but I drowned before living 20 years in this life, and I haven't seen the whole life in this life, so naturally I want to live again and try. "

Xuanchen said, "What if you are asked to end this life?"

Jing Qing: "Whether I still want to be reborn or not is another matter. Who knows at that time whether I thought it was worth it to come back again."

After hearing what he said, Xuan Chen nodded slightly, took another sip from the cup of tea, and said slowly, "Then why don't you live in this life for a few years first."

Jing Qing: "Huh?"

Xuanchen handed him a wooden sign at hand, and said, "Although Guisi is a ghost messenger from the Infernal Hell, he has a complete soul, mind and mind, and he also feels the warmth and pain of his body, just like a stranger."

"I became a ghost messenger?!" Jing Qing felt another thunder strike.

"You just came back to your soul, you should still feel unwell, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Shi Shi, who was opposite to him, got up and went out.

Jing Qing watched the god go away in a daze, and wanted to cry.

Guisi ([-])

Ghosts are all soul corpses of people who have not entered reincarnation. To put it simply, they are the living dead with a long mind. They work in the endless hell and specialize in working in the world. The errands are somewhat similar to monks, but they are only in charge of wandering souls. , regardless of other spirits.

The costumes of ghosts are basically the same: all in black, with a sapphire mask covering their face, only the lower half of their face is exposed, and they come and go like ghosts.I have met Jing Qing a few times before, and each time I feel that it is menacing.

Most of those who can become ghost messengers after death are disciples of the outer branch of the immortal family. Either they have some cultivation level or they have the immortal seal of the family. In this way, they have to follow the half-immortal routine after entering reincarnation, which is much more troublesome than ordinary people.

So if it wasn't for some connection with him, it would be really hard to fall back into reincarnation immediately.

These waiting people are not too many, but they are not too few. We can't let them spend their lives in the endless hell every day. In addition, they know some spells, so it's a pity to waste them.

So they were managed by the Yin Zhao Division, and these people were allowed to return to their souls and live for a while, doing some idle errands in the yang world to search for souls and spirits, and wait until the restraint on their bodies faded before entering reincarnation.

Although the Immortal sect is not sympathetic to this, they do not intervene too much. After all, there is an errand in Infernal Hell to protect oneself. The monks caught and went to live a lot.

Jing Qing looked at the dark red fate card in her hand with a frowning face - with this fate card, it meant that she would soon start a period of running around in the middle of the night and living a year without peace.

But he is not a disciple of the Immortal Sect. He is not good at learning and has no cultivation base to speak of. Normally, he is no different from ordinary people. He is the easiest type to reincarnate. Jing Qing was very puzzled by the name that came from her body.

Becoming a ghost secretary means that Jing Qing has recovered his soul now. He was in a mess on the couch, thinking about all kinds of things in the future, and gradually he couldn't help feeling sleepy.

Before the Lingtai was in chaos, he had at least one more thing to think about:

As long as it can be carried next to this god, even the Yin Zhao Division can't do anything to him.

In Jing Qing's view, the profound meaning of being a ghost secretary is to lose a day if you can lose one day.

The next day when Jing Qing went to the front hall again, for the first time ever, he saw the god standing in front of the ebony desk in the studio, brushing dragons and snakes.

But before the case, the god put down his pen and asked: "Why, don't you dare to come in while standing at the door?"

Jing Qing immediately came back to her senses, hurriedly stepped into the door, and bowed respectfully.

"Have you thought about the matter of Guisi?" The god in front of him raised his eyes to look at him, his black pupils were calm, like a thousand-year-old well, and like black jade cold stars.

Seeing this, Jing Qing stammered again, "I... haven't thought about it yet."

Xuan Chen had expected that he would say this, nodded, said lightly, and said, "Now that you have returned to your soul, you will rest in the water hall for a few days. Since I gave you the identity of this ghost messenger, I will wait for you to recover your soul." Steady, my deity will take you to a mortal for a while, let you get acquainted with this errand, and then you can make up your own mind whether to stay or not, how about it?"

Make up your own mind? !

There was no ups and downs in this sentence, but Jing Qing was flattered to hear the turmoil in his heart. The god with such a clear heart actually let him meet him. Could it be that his life was short and he left all his blessings behind him?

"In this way, we will disturb the gods." Jing Qing's face was ecstatic in his heart.