my therapist freaked out

He even complained about Ah Yan in his heart, he just wanted to live his own life well, why is it so difficult.

Seeing that the scene was about to turn into a family ethics drama, Ah Yan said awkwardly: "Uh, well, it's late, why don't Cheng Xie and I go back first?"

Jiang Hongyu sent the two of them out of the house without looking back.

The door slammed shut before his eyes.

Ah Yan staggered two steps, supported Cheng Xie to stand firm, and let go as if his hands were burning.

"Look at this Jiang Hongyu, what kind of background does he look like?" In order to ease the embarrassment, he pretended to ask Cheng Xie.

Cheng Xie sighed: "Why did you ask him to invite Linghu Lake? If the water in the lake is really as you said, I'm afraid he will never return."

"Why?" Ayan asked in surprise.

"The ghost aura in Jiang Hongyu's body is indeed powerful, but it's nothing compared to powerful ghosts. I have met Yan Luo of the Great Hall before. How could a ghost like him kill two Yan Luos of the Great Hall?" Cheng Xie said. .Although he was almost strangled to death by him just now, there was absolutely no oppressive atmosphere like when facing Yan Luo in the main hall.

"You think he's lying?" Ah Yan asked with wide eyes in disbelief.

Cheng Xie thought about Jiang Hongyu's reaction just now, but he was not so sure again.

"It's strange." Cheng Xie murmured, "What the hell is he?"

Ke Fan had a one-sided cold war with Jiang Hongyu in the room, no matter what Jiang Hongyu said, he refused to talk to him.

He was afraid that once he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but compromise.

"Baby, the way he talked to Ah Yan and Cheng Xie just now was so handsome, so tell me a few words too."

Jiang Hongyu was helpless, he squatted on the ground, and suddenly touched the flower in his pocket.

He took it out of his pocket and found that the flower hadn't withered after so much tossing, so he placed it in front of Ke Fan.

"It was picked for you from the underworld." Jiang Hongyu said softly, "Do you like it?"

Ke Fan glanced at it, the dark branches, the blood-red flowers, where did they come from the underworld, he didn't like it.

He didn't pick up.

Jiang Hongyu turned around, searched the living room but couldn't find a vase, and finally put it on the shelf where Ke Fan placed his small tombstone.The black branches reflected the gloomy stele, and suddenly the small grid was filled with ghostly aura.

Ke Fan was sulking while sitting on the sofa, but suddenly he was picked up, turned around, and sat on Jiang Hongyu's lap in the old position.

Ke Fan was dazzled by his own anger, how could he be so familiar with this movement, Jiang Hongyu would ride on him as soon as he touched his hand!

"Okay, baby. What are you afraid of, don't you believe me?" Jiang Hongyu put his hands behind his back to prevent him from running away, "Don't talk about whether this place really exists. Just rush in. We will definitely have to observe the surroundings for a period of time, if there is no result in the end, this trip is right to accompany you to relax."

Ke Fan turned his head reluctantly: "I'm going to be worried to death, why should I worry about it?"

Jiang Hongyu wanted to say something more, but suddenly looked behind Ke Fan with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that his expression was not right, Ke Fan followed his gaze and looked back.

The bright and stretched flowers that were placed next to Jiang Hongyu's stele just now have completely withered and faded, and even the branches have shrunk and cracked.

Jiang Hongyu put Ke Fan down and walked over to pick up the flower branch. The moment his fingertips touched the branch, it turned into shattered fines and fell to the ground.

"This is..." Ke Fan was taken aback, he suddenly felt a chill down his back.Jiang Hongyu was clearly not far away, but he felt an extreme chill from the bottom of his heart, as if he was thrown into the hell where ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and he would never see the light of day.

The feeling of being locked up in a small black room by volunteers when I was young has returned, and it is a hundred times stronger than before.Ke Fan stood there dumbfounded, unable to make any sound from his throat.

"It's okay baby, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." He was hugged tightly by Jiang Hongyu, and his breath enveloped him from head to toe.Ke Fan suddenly seemed to escape from drowning, his eyes were full of fear, and his breathing was short of breath.After a while, he slowly calmed down, and gently hugged Jiang Hongyu's waist.

The moment Jiang Hongyu touched the dead branch, he felt a ghostly aura pouring into his body from his fingertips, and the temperature in the small bedroom dropped sharply.He hurriedly turned around to protect Ke Fan, absorbing the ghost energy in the entire space into his body.

"Where did you pick this up?" Ke Fan clung to Jiang Hongyu's side with lingering fear, looking at the gray-black residue underneath.

Jiang Hongyu said: "It was broken from a tree on the fifth floor of hell. I didn't expect it to have such a great effect in the human world."

Ke Fan buried his head in Jiang Hongyu's arms.

Jiang Hongyu lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly said to Ke Fan, "I have a guess."

Bai Wuchang was sorting out the files with his head down, when he was suddenly disturbed by the noise outside.

He hurried out of the hall, and found that the ancient locust tree in the fifth hell was dying rapidly from bottom to top, and the red pagoda tree flowers on the tree were fading and falling off. Within a few seconds, the huge tree trunk also collapsed. There was a cloud of dust on the ground.

He was startled and frightened, and just as he was about to report, he saw several Yan Luos standing not far away with dignified expressions.

He rushed over and asked Yan Luo of the Fifth Hall for instructions: "My lord, what should I do?"

Yan Luo of Wudian looked gloomy: "He did it too?"

Bai Wuchang could only tell the truth: "I'm afraid it is. Before he left, he took a branch of the locust tree with him. Now the locust tree suddenly withered, as if caused by the exhaustion of ghost energy. He also said that if he couldn't give him an explanation next time, Let’s make this a ghost-free city.”

Hearing the words, several Yan Luos showed expressions of fear and anger.

"Tell me, has he already remembered?" Yan Luo, who was the least courageous in the first hell, immediately asked tremblingly.

"Nonsense, thousands of years ago we pressed his coffin at the bottom of the prison, and his spiritual consciousness was hidden in the frosty flames of Lingling Lake. Without his spiritual consciousness, he would not be able to enter the coffin, and without the coffin beside him, he would die when he entered Lingling Lake "The fifth level Yan Luo sneered, "This is a solution that no one can crack. If he is sensible, he can live a peaceful life. If he is not sensible, it is in our favor to seek his own death. What are you afraid of!"

"But, that human..."

The voice of Yan Luo on the fifth floor froze, and he was not without panic.

"Thousands of years of reincarnation had already exhausted his remaining fate, but he didn't expect it to be..." The success fell short.Yan Luo, the main hall of the eighteenth floor of hell, said in a deep voice, and then sighed.

"It's too early to say such frustrating words now." The fifth level Yama said, "Since the first plan failed, the second plan is also extremely thorough. It was he who chose to enter reincarnation to find people, how could we allow it now?" He's back to reign supreme."

Bai Wuchang wanted to avoid it a long time ago, hearing these things would inevitably cause trouble for himself.But soon he figured it out, since he got involved in this project from the very beginning, he might never be able to escape unscathed.

"Bai Wuchang."

He was startled, and immediately saluted: "Yes!"

Yan Luo of Wudian stared at him, speaking slowly but decisively: "Since he wants an explanation, then we will give him an explanation. You tell Jiang Hongyu that he is the ghost prince. If you want to recover your ability and regain your leading edge, you should go to Please Linghu fulfill your wish."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Bai Wuchang's hat and narrowed his eyes: "If Jiang Hongyu doesn't get rid of it, what will happen to Hei Wuchang that you saved with your life, I don't need to say more."

"I understand." Bai Wuchang respectfully agreed, and sent Yan Luo away.

After everything returned to calm, there was only a dead tree and the white impermanence standing under the tree.

This is what Hei Wuchang saw when he came in, his heartless mind trembled suddenly, and he ran over to hold Bai Wuchang's shoulder: "Are you okay!"

Bai Wuchang's expression was the same as usual: "I'm fine."

The strange feeling in Hei Wuchang's heart disappeared in a flash, he put down his hands, and said with a foolish smile, "That's good."

Bai Wuchang suddenly touched his face.

"Would you blame me?"

Hei Wuchang suddenly heard him ask such a question without thinking.

He couldn't really understand what it meant, but before he asked the question, he had already said the answer without thinking.

"I'll never blame you."