I wanted to embrace my master and return home

Gu Mou frowned, feeling that the word sounded familiar, Master seemed to have mentioned it before, it was something from the ghost world.

After reading the words in their mouths, the dozen or so beggars slowly got up, stepped forward in twos and threes, and poured the copper coins they begged from the bowl into the cornucopia under the Golden Toad Seat.

"My lord, do you think that old Taoist priest with the scar on his face is a human or a demon?" Zhang Sichen asked hesitantly.

"It's hard to tell. The temple is full of evil spirits. It's hard to tell what else is emitting evil spirits after Jin Chan has been removed from such a distance."

Gu Mou shook his head, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "And what they are chanting should be the entry-level Sanshen Mantra."

There are many ways to use low-level dispersing spells, most of which are to open the confinement of one's own essence, which can be scattered outside for demons to inhale at will, or injected into some objects.

It seems that the golden toad demon relies on this cornucopia to absorb the energy injected into the copper coins. Every copper coin contains a little energy. The more copper coins, the more energy, that's why the beggars here look weak , with a lifeless look on his face.

The more you beg, the more energy you will be sucked away.

And Man'er from Boss Huang's house is smart, cute, and likable, so he asks for the most money, or meets some kind-hearted passers-by who are generous, that's why Man'er will look like that when he is found. I found out later, I am afraid that even if the child returns home, he will die soon.

This sinister and cunning golden toad demon uses the characteristics of beggars who are dispensable and will not be noticed after death to increase their cultivation, but it is stupid because it is not satisfied. Not enough, and it involved abducting young children, so he ran into Boss Huang's thorn.

"I thought of a way..." Zhang Sichen said.

The terrain of Yinzhou City is relatively high, so you won’t feel hot during the hottest season of the year. Even though it’s thick spring, people walking on the streets are wearing thick robes, while the beggars in the ruined temple are naked and shrinking in twos and threes. Trembling together.

Another short and fat man next to the old man was pulling the hair of a thin but slender young beggar, and slammed him against the wall, but deliberately avoided the beggar's face. Only the side of the head was knocked against the wall with blood marks.

"This little hoof, looks like a thin one, but it has the strength to open a person's head when it starts! I don't know what's good or bad!"

The short and fat man gave him a mouthful, and then kicked him hard.

"Be careful, your face has already been rubbed like this, and if you make a big move, how can you sell it?" The old Taoist's eyes were cold, full of disgust.

"In total, it won't be sold in the past few days. After all this trouble, which building would dare to take him! Send it out of the city in a few days, and sell it to the township military department as an army prostitute!"

The young man was kicked on the back by him, and his whole body was lying on a ball of straw, trembling in fear, he didn't even dare to choke, even though he was wearing a piece of rags that couldn't see the color, and his hair was black. The hair is draped on the back, but it looks very shiny, and the hair quality is excellent.

At this time, three figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the ruined temple, two tall and one short, and the man on the left in a moon-white plain robe looked inside and bowed politely.

"Passing by here to bother you for a while, may I ask if this toad statue is enshrined in the ingot and golden toad god who went to heaven?"

"..." Everyone stared at him blankly, but no one answered.

"Who are you?" The short and fat man who just hit someone asked sharply, and the old Taoist beside him looked cautiously at the three people standing at the door.

I saw that the three people's clothes and appearances were not like coarse cloth people, nor were they dressed in Yinzhou City, they were dressed in streamer brocade robes, the face of the one who spoke was as gentle as jade, and the shorter boy who was holding the hand next to him Childish yet young, he looked like a pampered son who grew up in the family, but the man in black robe behind the two was very handsome and tall, but his face was expressionless, he didn't say a word, he just glanced casually at the temple. The old Taoist and the dwarf inside, as well as the trembling young man kneeling at their feet with his head bowed, looked away lightly.

Gu Mou thought to himself: The clothes on the dwarf's body are not his own at first glance. He is so fat and wears someone else's narrow robe. Exquisite and detailed plate embroidery, purple bamboo and green water complement each other.

"Ah, I'm really sorry, our three brothers are merchants who came here from Linzhou City. After some inquiries, someone told me on the way that if you want to make a fortune here, you can find a shrine that enshrines the golden toad and worship. I just don't know if... I went wrong?"

The white-robed man looked around, his tone hesitant.

Hearing this, the short and fat man turned his head and glanced at the old man, the defense in the latter's eyes decreased. There is indeed a privately built toad statue in the north of the city, but few people in Yinzhou city believe this, so people who know it don't Many, these three people must have gone wrong.

The old Taoist stroked his beard, Ni squinted his eyes and laughed, and replied in an unclear manner: "It's right, this is here! You read a formula with silver coins in your hand, and throw the silver into this cornucopia, even if you have worshiped the golden toad Immortal!"

The young man who was following the white-robed man looked at the beggars in the temple, and hid behind him with a little fear in his eyes, and whispered:

"Brother, it's strange... Did we go wrong? Why are there so many...beggars in the shrine? Let's change one..."

"Isn't it right, you just want to leave like this after you entered Fairy Toad's door? Be careful Fairy Toad is dissatisfied, and I will tell you to dissipate all your wealth tomorrow!" the old Taoist said grimly.

The young man was frightened by his eyes, and took a step back, not daring to speak.

"Ah... Daoist, calm down, we didn't say no, we didn't say no..." Zhang Sichen hurriedly waved his hands and smiled, and then took out a gleaming silver ingot from his sleeve.

The old Taoist was unmoved, the short and fat man's eyes lit up, he stepped forward with a shy smile and invited the three of them to the statue, and said: "Oh, the three officials are really outstanding! Please come to the front, little boy!" People teach you a mantra, and if you recite it before the worship, the gods can receive the incense you worship, and bless you to make money every day..."

After finishing speaking, he slowly taught them to read a strange spell.

It really is the ghost world's loose spirit formula.

"I remember, thank you very much." Zhang Sichen thanked with cupping his hands.

"Hey, you three please!"

The three of them bowed their hands to the god statue, recited a mantra under the watchful eyes of the old Taoist and the man, and then Zhang Sichen threw the silver ingot into the cornucopia, and the silver nuggets fell on the pile of copper coins at the bottom of the basin with a crisp crash Voice.

Zhang Sichen's face was as still as water, and he turned his wrist calmly. At an angle that others could not see, he suddenly held a small handful of quick-burning flint in his palm——

"This young man in black hasn't said a word since he came in, and he didn't seem to make a sound when he was reciting the mantra just now. Could it be that he's a mute?"

The old Taoist who was watching from the side suddenly spoke, his voice came in very abruptly, and he stared at him coldly, still doubtful.

Gu Mou turned to look at him, and said in a flat voice, "What?"

The old Taoist didn't speak, he felt extremely uncomfortable seeing his defiant look. What everyone didn't notice was that when the young beggar who was lying on the ground and didn't dare to move heard these two words, his body froze suddenly, slightly He raised his head, with a little hesitation in his movements, then stretched out his hands on the ground tremblingly and wanted to get up, but was caught by the old Taoist with excellent eyesight.

The old man in a depressed mood raised his foot and kicked his soft heart fiercely. The beggar was caught off guard by him and kicked half a meter. His back hit the wall with a "bang", and he fell to the ground with a muffled groan. No one dared to step on it. Helping him up, the beggar's long hair fell down to cover his entire face, causing his whole body to arch in pain...

Gu Mou glanced at the man indifferently, and said, "I just don't like to talk."

Zhang Sirun echoed, "My elder brother has always been so taciturn, don't worry about it."

The three turned around and looked ready to pay respects again, the old Taoist also closed his mouth, and Zhang Sirun put his hands together and muttered to wish his brothers success in their careers and prosperity...

Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind, hoarse and thin, like a dying person trying to grab a straw that fell from the sky.

"Gu Mo... Gu... Mou..."

!!!

Gu Mo's back felt cold, and his hairs stood on end.

This voice... this voice...!

He froze suddenly, turned his head in disbelief, and looked in the direction of the voice in astonishment——

The young man in ragged clothes was holding his chest in extreme pain. His fluffy hair revealed a dirty, bruised little face. His facial features were so dirty that he couldn't see clearly, only a pair of immature phoenix eyes. She looked at him with tearful eyes, only him in her eyes.

All three of them stopped moving. After a while, Zhang Sirun covered his mouth in surprise and shouted, "He...he's not that..."

Gu Mou's eyes fixed on the naked young man, and he said with a startled and trembling expression:

"Ye...Yan?!!"

Why is he here? !

Shouldn't he live his comfortable life in Qi Shiguo's mansion...? !

How could it appear in such a distant country, how could it become like this! ! !

Gu Mou strode over, squatted down with a tall body, grabbed his hand fiercely, and roared in anger, "Ye Yan! Why are you here?!"

Ye Yan held back her crying, and habitually stretched out her hand to get into his arms, then stopped her movements in the next second, and buried her dirty face into her knees, not daring him to see it.

Everyone just watched the man in black gradually turn his eyes red. After a while, he took off his outer robe regardless of his surroundings, wrapped it tightly around the young man's thin body, then hugged the trembling little beggar into his arms, and patted him gently with his palms. Looking at his back, the voice is hoarse:

"It's okay...it's okay..."

Ye Xunliang buried his head and face in his strong and warm chest, feeling the sense of security of being resurrected from the dead, wrapped his hands around his waist, and finally cried loudly with a "wow", tears pouring down like rain...

The room was silent, eerily quiet.

Zhang Sichen and Zhang Sirun stood aside and looked at them, dumbstruck, unable to react for a while.

What made them so surprised was not because Ye Yan appeared here, but because their lord's reaction was too intense.