Thank you God for your help

There was a burst of lightning and thunder, and I didn't know how many times it rang in my mind this night, but this time it seemed that I was about to realize half of it all at once.

Jing Qing was stunned for a while, the epiphany in her imagination never came, but the drowsiness did come.And it is so menacing that people have no power to parry, it is like a broken bamboo, and it is like Mount Tai is about to collapse.

"Drunk?" Xuan Chen watched Jing Qing sitting opposite him with the wine jar in his arms, shaking his head from side to side, looking up and overturning, got up, and took the wine jar out of his arms. Supporting him from behind to stand up, Jing Qing was so dizzy that she just wanted to lie down, but when she felt someone standing behind her, she simply leaned over as soon as her body softened.

When she woke up, Jing Qing was lying on the wooden couch in the cubicle again, the lights in the room had been turned off, and the moonlight outside the window was especially bright.

Jing Qing stared fixedly and was stunned for a while.I just remember that the god at the end embraced him from behind with one hand, put his other hand on his veins, and said to him, "It's okay to be dry." His voice was low, with the smell of alcohol in his ears.

Thinking of this, Jing Qing's breath tightened, and his face became hot again.

After lying down for a while to calm down, Jing Qing got up carefully.

The location of this room is excellent, the window is facing the river outside, the water surface is wide and sparkling.There were no lights on the street at this time, and it was very quiet.

The stars were bright and the moon was bright, and the sky outside was also very dark. Jing Qing thought leisurely in her heart, it should have been the third watch outside.

The moonlight was just right, and it was able to spill into the house through the window frame.The god was sitting on the edge of the bed, and the white clothes on his body looked more frosty and snowy under the moonlight.Maybe it was because of drinking in the middle of the night, he didn't meditate to adjust his breath, but just leaned on the low table, resting his head with one hand.His breathing was light and slow, as if he had fallen asleep.

In the past, Jing Qing had only seen Xuan Chen's solemn appearance while adjusting his breath, and this was the first time he had seen him sleeping.The closed-eyed God's cold expression in the daytime has faded a bit. Although he is still indifferent, he is no longer so repulsive, and even the corners of his eyes look a little evil.

Jing Qing held her breath and stared at the person in front of her, with a straight nose bridge and a thin and cool jaw line, four words came to her mind - handsome and handsome.

On weekdays, Xuanchen's cool fragrance was tinged with the aroma of wine, and for no reason, there was a lingering feeling, which seemed to float on the tip of Jing Qing's nose, and seemed to have a little sweetness, which attracted him to move closer.

Hearing the sound of breathing, Jing Qing's spiritual altar, which was still a little clear just now, seemed to have become blurred again. He fixedly looked at the pale and cool lips of the god in front of him, his mind was blank, and he slowly pressed them on like a ghost.

A kiss like a dragonfly touching water, and the cool soft touch made Jing Qing's eyes widen suddenly as if waking up from a dream, and she immediately stood up straight as if she had been electrified, and suddenly opened the distance between the two.Looking at the god in front of him, his heart beat wildly.

The night wind blew in from the window, bringing with it the water vapor in the river, which made Jing Qing wake up a little bit, and then a chill came down his back—what he just did was all stupid things that blasphemed the gods of heaven.

Just this time, it was enough to call him beyond redemption.Jing Qing simply thought about the scene where she was directly wiped out in her mind.

As soon as he was in shock, he took another two steps back, the distance between the two of them increased a lot, and the cool aroma on the tip of his nose also completely faded away, and he leaned against the window frame to gradually regain his composure.Seeing the god in front of him still sleeping peacefully, Jing Qing suddenly said "wine is strong and cowardly".

Jing Qing's heart was throbbing wildly again when he was hit by the sudden words, but he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his lips lightly, and then glanced back at the god.

Immediately after closing his eyes, he fell down and fell out of the open window.

In the dark night, Gui Si Dian Wan's house walked through the roof like a ghost, with the night wind playing in his ears, and just now the chaotic thoughts in his mind had been sorted out seven or eight points, and an idea emerged with incomparable clarity.

Jing Qing felt that he probably already knew what it was like to like.For example, right now, what made him feel the most uncomfortable was not going to the Infernal Hell to do drudgery, but the realization that tonight was the last night he would be with that god.

However, this can only be his unilateral liking. Jing Qing took a deep breath, put his hand in his bosom, took out the sapphire mask of Guisi, and put it on his face.It's better not to meet again in the future.

But anyone who has gone through the heavens has already had no desires or desires, and he has long known this.The soul book is full now, and if I stay by that god's side again, I don't know what earth-shattering things will happen. This time, I acted wrongly, and it is right to cut off all kinds of unreasonable delusions before, so I can see it clearly and get out earlier to avoid it. I will deceive myself and others in the future.

After walking out of the city for a while in the dark, Jing Qing looked around and finally found a stone bridge.Water can connect yin and yang, and now he is standing at the gate of the underworld.

Jing Qing squatted down and carefully drew a teleportation talisman before finishing the last stroke, when suddenly a shadow rushed over from a distance, "Brother, take me for a ride!"

A dark red light flashed, and on the gloomy stone bridge in the underworld, Jing Qing was pressed on the bridge, and a mouthful of old blood stopped in her throat.Things on his body moved, and he got up immediately.

Jing Qing only felt that the weight that was still on her body just now disappeared, and she saw a shadow beside her through her tearful eyes.The shadow got up slowly, pulled him up again, and said with a smile, "Thank you just now."

The voice sounded very comfortable, and Jing Qing was pulled to stand up, trying hard to lower the old blood pressure in her heart.Seeing that the person opposite was also completely black, with a sapphire mask covering most of his face, if he hadn't been a little taller than himself, Jing Qing would have thought he was looking in a mirror just by looking at this identical outfit.

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The shadow on the opposite side said, "Is this your first time coming down?"

Jing Qing nodded, "How do you know?"

"After coming down once, I know that this ghost commander is a teleportation talisman, so if you go to hell like you, you have to draw a talisman carefully for yourself, and you must be a newcomer."

"I know you must not be able to figure out anything. Fortunately, I have been a ghost director longer than you, and I have been to the underworld a few times," Hei Ying said, raising his arms to signal him to follow, and turned to go down the bridge, while Laughing, "Fortunately, I am a good brother, you can follow me first, and pay back the favor I owe you just now."

Jing Qing: "..."

Since someone volunteered to lead him the way, Jing Qing was naturally willing to follow, hurriedly walked a few steps to follow, and asked, "What happened to you just now, so anxious?"

Hei Ying said, "Oh, it's nothing, it's just that your spell painting is finished, it's a pity to use it alone."

Jing Qing: "..."

The two walked for a while, chatting with each other and getting a rough idea of ​​their respective family backgrounds.

This person is Gu Yangqing, a disciple of a prominent family of immortals under Qiantang Gate. Later, he was expelled from the teachers, but his immortal seal was not cleared, and he was still entangled with his family, so he was kept in this endless hell. In his words, In a few years, I am afraid that the position of Zhaoyin Division should be passed to him.

Jing Qing heard him finished speaking, it turned out that it was a drama of bitterness, but Gu Yangqing was talking about it with high spirits, she couldn't help curling her lips, and said, "Doing so many drudgery for souls and lives, how can you say that you want to stay?"

Gu Yangqing grinned and laughed, "Someone will do the drudgery of chasing souls and dying for me. There is only such a idle job left. Of course I am happy to stay."

Jing Qing's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, "Someone will do your errands for you?! Ghost police are so busy that everyone is so busy, who has time to care about others?"

"Of course it's not a ghost messenger," Gu Yangqing said with a mysterious smile, "There are other people who meddle in their own business."

Jing Qing raised her eyebrows, knowing that it was not good to continue asking, she turned to look at the things around her.

Both of them are ghost commanders, and they walked very fast. They had already traveled ten miles away, and a white city gate could be vaguely seen in front of them. Gu Yangqing relieved the strength on his feet and slowed down his pace.

"arrive."

"Isn't there still a long way?" Jing Qing was about to take a step, but Gu Yangqing pulled her sleeves and pulled her back.

"Look ahead, that's not the way."

With the dots of red light in front of his eyes, Jing Qing could see clearly that what was lying in front of him was the vast water surface shrouded in mist.The water surface is extremely flat, without any ripples, and it looks like a large wilderness in the past.Jing Qing sighed in her heart, "Is this Wang Chuan?"

Gu Yangqing nodded, "Naturally," he said, pulling Jing Qing along the water bank for a while, and entered a thatched hut, where he randomly picked a bench and sat down, "We have to cross the River of Forgetfulness, we have to wait for the ferry Just come over."

As he said that, he took a bowl of things on the table, raised his head and took a few sips, "Don't you try the local specialties of Hades?"

Jing Qing took a closer look at the crumbling little thatched hut that looked like a melon shed by the roadside, a few creaky old benches, a trembling broken wooden table, and a few broken porcelain bowls on the table. The mist curled up half a bowl of muddy soup—it was no different from a fly stand.

Jing Qing: "...Is this Mengpo soup?"

"Although this thing looks gritty, you have to drink it to know its taste," Gu Yangqing said, and took another bowl from the side, "Come here, take one mouthful to clear the mind, and two mouthfuls to cleanse the dirt."

Jing Qing: "..." But he still took the bowl and took a sip. When it was in his mouth, he felt that it tasted no different from water except for a bit of astringency.

But after swallowing it, Jing Qing knew that she was wrong.

Bitter, especially bitter, bitter to the core.

Gu Yangqing looked at Jing Qing's face wrinkled into a walnut, and was very curious: "You still have a lot of things on your mind at such a young age."

Jing Qing struggled to squeeze out four words between her teeth: "How can I see it?"

Gu Yangqing kindly helped him to calm down, and said, "This Mengpo soup is for those who will enter the cycle of reincarnation to wash away the worldly troubles of the previous life. To put it bluntly, it makes them forget all the things in life and go to the next life with peace of mind. Although it is of no use to us , but it can also purify common thoughts, the deeper the obsession, the more bitter this thing will be."

"Actually, it's normal. You're just a ghost secretary, but you had no desires or desires in life, and this newly-dead person's dusty wishes haven't been cleared yet."

Jing Qing said weakly, "What does your drink taste like?"

Gu Yangqing said, "Bitter. But it must be much better than you."

Jing Qing: "Being a ghost secretary for a few years still has the effect of being pure-hearted and ascetic?"

Gu Yangqi: "No, I'm too busy, I don't have time to think about it at all." When he said this, his tone was gentle and his eyes were kind, like an old grandmother telling stories to her grandson.

Jing Qing thinks that he should drink a few more bowls and die here.

The two quarreled in the thatched shed for a while, and before they calmed down, they saw a stooped old woman slowly walking down the stone bridge ahead with a bucket in her hand.The old woman had no expression on her ditch-ridden face, she took out a ladle out of nowhere, and filled the bowls on the table with water.Then he looked up at them, "The ferry is coming soon."

Gu Yangqing got up when he heard this, and bowed his hands to the old woman, "Thank you, Po Meng."

The two got up and went to Wangchuan to wait for the ferry to slowly approach the boat. Jing Qing's face was so dark that it would merge with the sapphire mask, "You didn't tell me that Po Meng didn't wash the dishes."

Gu Yangqing smiled brightly, "I haven't told you that I have used every bowl on the table."

Jing Qing: "..."

Gu Yangqing said again, "Do you know what kind of water is in the bowl?"

Jing Qing shook her head.

Gu Yangqing pointed to Wang Chuan in front of the two of them. "Neither steamed nor boiled, the original taste."

Gu Yangqing couldn't even straighten his waist, and he gradually stopped when he was sitting on the boat, and saw a pair of flickering eyes under Jing Qing's mask staring at him.

"how?"

Jing Qing said, "How do you know everything here?"

Gu Yangqing said, "The more times you come here, the better it will be."

"Then how many times have you been here?"

Gu Yangqing: "Looking at you like this, I may have been a ghost secretary longer than you have lived."

"You have been a ghost job for 20 years?!"

Gu Yangqing nodded casually, "23 years."

Jing Qing's jaw almost fell to the ground, "Two, 23 years?! I heard that ghosts can only disappear after a few years of being a ghost!"

Gu Yangqing patted him on the shoulder a few times, and said with a smile, "Don't get excited, I'm afraid that I'm the only one who is so dedicated to his duties among all the ghost directors in the underworld, otherwise the old man who recruited the ghost director would not want to pass on the seat to me."

Wang Chuan was as level as a mirror, Ferry was sitting on the bow of the boat, sticking the pole in the water in his hand, he didn't move a bit, but after a while, the boat floated steadily to the other side.

The two stood in front of the huge white stone city gate. The underworld city was solemn and solemn, and the black-clothed city guard was tall and haggard.

Gu Yangqing was very at ease, handed over the fate card, and said, "Brother Chengshou, is Master Zhao Yin in the city?"

The city guard shook his head, "There is something to do in the world during the Hungry Ghost Festival, and my lord will come back tomorrow." He took a small wooden sign from the side wall and handed it to Gu Yangqing along with the sign, "There are many people in Guan Yi recently, the two of you come together Live it up."

Gu Yangqing took it, and bowed his hands slightly as a thank you, "Thank you." He took Jing Qing to Guanyi through the side door.

The room in the station is not big, only a low couch with a low table on top.Jing Qing looked around, "Ghost Si Lai Fu Ming lives here?"

Gu Yangqing lightly touched an oil lamp from the side and lit it, "Usually when you come back to your life, you will return immediately. This post is not for ghosts. But if you come down by yourself today, you will probably have to sit under the city wall overnight." As he spoke, he sat down, stretched out his hand to take off the mask, saw Jing Qing still standing there, grinned and said, "What are you doing standing there, come and sit down."

Jing Qing sat down in response. When he saw him earlier, he felt that this man had an extraordinary bearing, but now the face that was revealed was exactly what he had imagined.

Gu Yangqing looked a little older than Jing Qing, he seemed to be 27 or [-], it should be because he had attained the Tao during his lifetime, his brows were a little more indifferent, clean and handsome, making people feel very comfortable just looking at them.

Gu Yangqing is very fair, which makes the blue water lines in front of his eyes very eye-catching.But he himself didn't seem to care, he tapped his fingertips under his eyes, and said with a smile, "That's it, it's trapped me for 23 years."

"You used to...be from the Qinghe Sect?" Jing Qing was very impressed by this water-blue pattern. This is the family pattern of the Qinghe Sect. All Zhengzhi disciples have this pattern on their bodies, but the positions are different.The two people Jing Qing met when she was a child all had this fairy seal on her hands.

But the water-blue Qinghe pattern is not common. To turn into this color, one needs to have a great cultivation base, that is to say, Gu Yangqing is already a Sanxian.Jing Qing was puzzled, "Young Dacheng, why was he expelled from the school?"

Gu Yangqing looked up at him, eyes crooked: "Make friends with monsters."

Jing Qing didn't know how to answer, but Gu Yangqing said, "These are old things, older than you, so there is nothing to say, why don't you change the question?"

Jing Qing thought for a while, then suddenly blurted out, "Do you know something about the ancient gods?"

Gu Yangqing was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly, "Why do you want to know only old things, kid?"

Jing Qing's face was burning hot. He didn't know how the words just came out of his mouth. He laughed dryly and explained, "It's just curiosity. Master never explained it to me in detail before."

Gu Yangqing poured a glass of water for him, "Although the Shuiqingmen Library Pavilion is said to be miraculous, some ancient fairy scrolls have already been sealed by themselves, and there are basically no books that can be opened in the oldest library."

The library he said is the most precious thing under Shuiqing's sect. There are thousands of fairy volumes in it, which have been recorded since the beginning of the world, and they claim to be omniscient.There is nothing in the sky, trees, birds and beasts that is not in the fairy scroll. Sometimes there are things in the upper world that are not clear, and people have to be sent to Shuiqingmen to check.It is also for this reason that the disciples of the Shuiqingmen family are all knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and they are all omniscient figures who are like a book of treasures.

Jing Qing picked up the water glass and took a sip, pretending to smile relaxedly, "It seems that few people in the world can tell me about this."

Gu Yangqing raised his eyebrows, "That's not necessarily the case. Although I can't see the fairy scroll, I have read a few other miscellaneous records of unofficial history."

Jing Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her head without pressing "Teng", "Really?!"

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Gu Yangqing was taken aback, and then laughed, "My dear brother, which god are you so curious about?"

Jing Qing thought carefully and said, "I've heard people mention Yan Hua Zun God before, and I'm very curious." He just finished reading the taboo, and his face felt hot again, and he thought that it was thanks to him that he didn't take the mask off with him. pick up.

Gu Yangqing frowned, "You are really good at picking. Unfortunately, the Lord Yanhua you asked has the least anecdote, and you can only see a name in Miscellaneous Notes of Unofficial History."

"First of all, this Yanhua Zunshen is notoriously indifferent, and there are not many people in the Six Realms who can talk to him."

"Secondly, a patriarch in the Upper Realm of Qinghe blocked almost all the information he could find about the Lord Yanhua."

Jing Qing's forehead twitched three times. He naturally knew that a fairy sect like Qinghe had an upper realm god as the head of the family, but what he didn't expect was that this god would seal up all the news about respecting the god. Feeling good, he said in horror, "Dare to ask the Patriarch of your family..."

Before he finished speaking, the person on the opposite side raised his hand and stopped him, "Mr. Donghai Hai, it's not him, it's his precious daughter, Princess Luo Qing, who met her once at the Fairy Meeting in the Upper Realm 5 years ago." Hua Zunshen, fall in love at first sight."

After Gu Yangqing finished speaking, he saw that he didn't move for a long time, and didn't answer the conversation, so he stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Only then did Jing Qing come back to her senses, she quickly shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Gu Yangqing looked at him for a while, nodded, turned around and turned off the lights, "Then rest."

The room was extremely quiet, Jing Qing turned around slowly with true energy, weighed back and forth in her heart a few words that Gu Yangqing said just now, feeling depressed, a little man in white was there mourning: "Yan Huazun No matter how indifferent God is, just relying on that handsome face alone, there will be many female fairies who admire him behind him. How can you, a mere mortal, care about the righteous God in the Nine Heavens."

This little man was sad, and out of nowhere, another man in black clothes popped up, he slapped his hands twice, stunned that little man and Jing Qing. "You also know that the statue is the righteous god of the nine heavens! The god of the nine heavens has no desires or thoughts, and even the fairies of the upper realm can only secretly admire them. What are you thinking about here?!"

Jing Qing unconsciously took a breath of air-conditioning, her heart turned cold, she shook her head and dismissed the two little figures in her mind, thinking that she had already made up her mind to stop this wishful thinking, what are you thinking about here now.

After a day of ignorance, Zhao Yin Division returned to the city on the second night.The return was quick, and it took less than a quarter of an hour for dozens of ghosts.

When he came back, Gu Yangqing took him to use the Guisiming card, which was really convenient, so that Jing Qing finally found out where Bei was after blowing the wind on the bridge for a long time.

At this time it was close to the third watch again, Jing Qing didn't know where to go, she leaned on the bridge railing and lost her mind.Gu Yangqing put away the formation and leaned over with a smile, "Where are you going?"

Jing Qing glanced at him, "What? You still want to take me with you?"

Gu Yangqing said, "That's not true. I just want to ask you where you are going. Guisi's work is not easy to do. If you stay here, then I will go elsewhere."

Jing Qing sighed and continued to be distracted, "I don't know where to go."

"What a sigh at such a young age!" Gu Yangqing stretched out his hand and tore off the mask on Jing Qing's face.Jing Qing came back to her senses in shock.

"It really looks good." Gu Yangqing said and pinched Jing Qing's face, "Don't be sad, there are still a lot of things around here, you just stay here, I'll go elsewhere." He put Jing Qing's mask on Hanging back, he smiled at him, "We are destined to meet each other, and we will definitely meet again in the future."

"Maybe you will become a recruiter by then." Jing Qing smiled at him with the corners of her mouth pulled up, "Thank you."

"Excuse me!" Gu Yangqing smiled and raised his hand at him, "Let's go." After speaking, he jumped a few ups and downs and went far away. Jing Qing stood on the bridge and watched until his figure disappeared into the dark night before turning around. pass away.

In the dead of night, there were no lights anywhere.

Jing Qing took a breath, lifted the strength on her feet, and went up and down the roof a few times.It was a bit chilly at night, and the feeling of the wind blowing around the ears was very strange. Jing Qing walked for a while, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a light in the corner of his eye, which was very conspicuous in the darkness.

The soles of Jing Qing's feet were unconsciously stagnant, and he turned his face to look at the bright light again, his heart beat like a drum for a moment and he almost slipped and fell off - the light happened to be the private room where he and Xuan Chen lived that day.

The ambiguous emotion that disappeared without a trace before popped up again, and in an instant, it went from sprouting to flourishing.

Jing Qing was shocked that she could be so shameless.

Shocked, he leaned over like a ghost.When he was more awake, he had already landed on the roof of that private room.Jing Qing was shocked again by this kind of action.

But now that the matter has come to this point, Jing Qing lowered her body and lay down on the roof tiles.After listening for a while, there was no sound in the room, which made him very curious. Even though he knew that the god might have returned to the water hall, and there was only a stranger under the tile, his great curiosity still prompted him to look at the god in front of him. A piece of tile was carefully moved away.

The candlelight came out of the room at once, Jing Qing squinted her eyes, and heard the cool movement of that god.

"Come into the house when you come back, won't you get tired of lying on top of it sneakily?"

Jing Qing was startled, his scalp went numb, he got up and was about to run, but before he could stand still, the tiles under his feet were empty with a flash of printing light.

When he fell, he paid special attention to the roof of the house—the roof was in good shape, let alone a hole, and there was not a single seam.

Fortunately, Guisi's body is still light, and after a few thumps, he finally landed firmly on the ground.A pair of frosty satin boots came into view.

Jing Qing stood up with great difficulty, eyes dodged, and said vaguely, "Why is the god still here?"

"Naturally waiting for you." Xuan Chen's tone remained calm, "I told you before that you should make your own decision, but you haven't made this decision yet."

"I... would like to be a ghost secretary." Jing Qing lowered her head and stared at the toe of her shoe, "Thank you God, I have been thinking about it all this time, and I have been delayed in the mortal world for so many days." Jing Qing bit her lip, paused and spoke again , "There is no way to repay the great grace of the gods. If the gods need it in the future, just open your mouth, and the disciple will die."

"Okay." Xuan Chen's voice was still faint, but there seemed to be a smile inside, Jing Qing raised her head subconsciously, just in time to see Xuan Chen's slightly raised lips, and was stunned for a moment.

Xuan Chen leaned over slightly, held his wrist with one hand, and the ink-colored satin on it became a thin rope in a flash of printing, "This thing is reserved for you to protect yourself from evil, and you are not allowed to take it off."

"Also," Xuan Chen leaned forward again, "You have to remember the last sentence you said just now."

"What, what?" When Jing Qing came to her senses, the god in front of her eyes had disappeared, leaving only a faint scent of fragrance still on the tip of her nose.He froze for a moment, weighed the last sentence he said in his mind a few times, and thought that this god really wanted him to experience the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire, right?

After thinking about it for a while, the villain in his heart just popped out and before he opened his mouth, he figured it out by himself. He shook his head and waved away the little figure in his mind, and looked down at the rope on his wrist. There is a curse array, but he can't see it because of his superficial spiritual practice.

Jing Qing looked down for a while, her mind was moving slowly but she still wanted to understand a few things.

At first, the god didn't mention the absurd things he did. It seems that he really fell asleep that night and didn't know anything about Jing Qing's actions.

Furthermore, the disparity in abilities between the two determines that as long as the god does not want to see him again, the two will not see each other again-the god wants to see him, and the sky and the earth are just two palms away; but for him, this is exhaustion This is also impossible with painstaking efforts.Realizing the difference between the clouds and mud between the two, this sense of powerlessness made him very desperate but helpless.

Just as she was thinking in a mess, suddenly there was a knock on the door behind her, Jing Qing was startled, and immediately came back to her senses, "Who!"

This question was very short, and the person outside the door was also startled, and hurriedly said respectfully, "The little one is here to send noodles to the young master."

"Noodles?" Jing Qing opened the door in doubt.The bartender at the door was holding a tray, and when he saw him open the door, he smiled and said, "Just now when the young master left, he asked the little one to bring a bowl of noodles."

Jing Qing took the tray, turned around and put it on the table behind the door, then turned to the bartender, "What did he say?"

The bartender said, "Let's just say that the young master wants to eat late at night, and asked the little boiled bowl of noodles to be brought up. He also left the rent for three days. I told him not to bother me, and nothing else."

Jing Qing cupped his hands at the bartender, "I'm sorry." Seeing him turn around and go downstairs, he closed the door.

Being able to talk so much to the bartender must be a fake image of that god.

Jing Qing sighed, she still had to save a bowl of noodles for herself when she wanted to go. This god was so benevolent to him, so he showed his respect to other gods and led him to know the way these days. Get it.

He held a bowl of noodles and thought about it for a while, and finally sat down without saying a word and put the bowl of noodles into his mouth two or three times.After so many days without using chopsticks, even if Guisi's body is half-yin and half-yang, he can move slowly, and his brain can't move in front of a bowl.

The person who has the bottom line naturally wants to open up a little bit, and the matter has come to this point, for him, it is really just a chance to meet in the future, it is better to do some errands such as chasing souls first.So he got up and fled through the open window.

Fortunately, he was quite proficient in business, and coupled with the depression in his heart, he actually walked several hills in the second half of the night, so it goes without saying that he gained a lot.He didn't feel too tired on the mountain, but as soon as he returned to his room, his eyelids became inseparable immediately.He only remembered lying down on the low couch in the cubicle, but when he opened his eyes, it was already full of sunset.

And he was holding the cloth tiger who was pulled into his arms at some point.

Jing Qing was stunned for a while, then rubbed the cloth tiger and put it into her groin.After looking around in the room, I made sure that there was nothing more important, so I went downstairs to check out the room, bought some dry food, and took advantage of the last ray of sky to go on the road.

Chasing souls every day, sometimes climbing several mountain ridges overnight, Jing Qing didn't bother to go down the mountain to stay in a hotel, firstly, he didn't have much money, and secondly, it was convenient and easy to lie down in the shade during the day without worrying about any evil spirits.

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He hadn't seen the god since that day.

Jing Qing stretched her waist after waking up from sleep, the sunset was already shining in the distance.He slowly folded up and sat up, counting the days in his mind, and he really didn't want to admit that now that three months had passed, he still had luck in his heart.

Being a ghost is different from being in the Taoist temple on the mountain. After three months of struggling in the sun, he has used almost everything he has learned before, and the most unfamiliar spell array can now calm down in the dark Draw it out with a stroke of leisure, and it can be regarded as progress.

However, this night of chasing the soul was very unsatisfactory, and it actually started to rain in the middle of the night.It rained heavily at night in the mountains, and no matter how dense the leaves were, they couldn't stand the storm.Jing Qing hurried all the way, but still felt very cold, seeing a dilapidated temple by the roadside, she didn't have to think too much, and hurriedly dodged under the eaves.

Jing Qing pinched a few yellow talismans in her hand, and glanced quietly through the window. It was indeed very lively here. Wandering souls and a few walking corpses gathered together. There was one hanging on the beam, and only the slender A figure, I can't see the face clearly, but it should be a powerful thing.

He calculated in his heart, the wandering corpse is naturally not something important, but the person above him has an unknown origin, and he doesn't know if he can deal with it.I was about to throw a yellow talisman out to find out the details, but before he could make a move, a vine-like thing suddenly dropped from the shadow on the top, turning a very strange arc in mid-air, and slowly moved towards the one below. Walking corpses stretched over their heads.

The walking corpse is different from the murderous corpse. Its movements are stiff and its reaction is very slow. It was not until the "vine" appeared above his head that he realized it. However, before he could take a step, the bottom section of the vine split instantly. It became countless thin ropes, wrapping him like spider silk.Soon, the murderous corpse wrapped in a silk cocoon shriveled up.When the vines loosened again, there was only a paper-like shell left underground.

Jing Qing saw white hairs on his back, this was the first time he saw such a black-and-white scene.The one on the beam should be a fierce eater of flesh and blood, but seeing that it is so hungry that it will not let go of the rotting corpses, it may have been hungry for a long time.

Jing Qing jumped up, pasted a piece of talisman paper on the door frame, and chanted a mantra, only to see a flash of light printed on the beam of the main hall, and the slender shadow was enveloped in a thin halo, heading towards the recycling room. "Vine" froze in mid-air.

Just in case, Jing Qing posted an extra sheet on the door frame, and then the fingering in his hand changed, but the shadow suddenly shrank, making a strange friction sound, and the formation in his hand began to become very difficult. After a long time, the talisman paper on the beams of the house actually burned by itself.Jing Qing murmured that something was wrong, and said in her heart that fortunately she had added an extra layer, otherwise this guy would rush out, and the heavy rain outside would make him unable to cope for a while.

Just after thinking about it, something like a whip hit the door frame.Yin Guang flashed and was separated back again.

Jing Qing staggered a bit, seeing the door frame being slapped, and sighed inwardly, thinking that this guy seems to have lost his temper now, and he might not even be able to stay under the eaves tonight, so he just I can come back in the daytime tomorrow to get rid of this evil spirit.

Turning around to leave, he saw a light blue pure fire rushing like a torrent outside the temple gate.

Jing Qing froze for a moment, and reached out to wipe the rain off her face. The night is very quiet now, except for the sound of the rain, there is almost no other sound.The net fire bypassed him, and climbed up the steps one by one, swallowing the entire hall in the last instant.

The dilapidated temple on the small side was illuminated by the fire as if it were daytime.

Jing Qing saw the man dressed in white standing at the gate of the ruined temple, with the endless dark night behind him.My heart trembled uncontrollably.

The fire behind him quickly dimmed. Xuanchen didn't know where the umbrella came from, so he approached with it, and brought the stunned Jing Qing under the umbrella cover. What are you doing outside?"

"Respect, respect God..." Jing Qing just opened his mouth, and felt that his wrist was being held, and he couldn't say a word when his throat tightened. He felt a strong spiritual force instantly enveloped him and dried him clothes.Then he was dragged into the temple.

After the net fire is burned, the lamps and candles in the hall are bright and dust-free, so it is very clean.The stone Buddha in front of him has long been dilapidated, its head and hands are all on the ground, and only one body is still sitting on the lotus seat.

Xuanchen glanced at the stone statue on the stage, and the light flashed in his hand. The body of the stone Buddha and the lotus seat were all turned into powder. Jing Qing was wondering in his heart that the stone statue had something to do with the god. The pile of powder rolled out, and it was shining brightly at his feet.

"It's the one that eats human flesh and blood?!" Jing Qing leaned over to pick it up, squeezed it in his hand and looked at it, and knew it was a soul pill.Fierce spirits are not like spirits that can absorb human energy, they only eat human flesh and blood, and the primordial spirit cannot be digested in the body, and after a long time, it becomes a soul pill, a small bead, when broken, it becomes countless living souls.

Xuan Chen nodded slightly, broke the bead with a hook of his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Collect the soul first."

This place where evil spirits live is not good, barren mountains and wild mountains are inaccessible, there are only two wandering souls in the Soul Pill except for the corpse that was just eaten. Looking at himself on the stone platform.My heart was beating wildly again.

After a little luck, Jing Qing stabilized her mind, pretended to be very relaxed and ordinary, and asked, "Why is the god here?"

Xuan Chen said softly, "Come and see you."

These three words made Jing Qing's hands and feet soft, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Xuan Chen's eyes still fell on him