Ghosts of Gods and Demons

"I promise you ten thousand taels of gold and lots of wives and concubines."

The rain on the street was pattering, with a biting chill falling on his body.But the man dressed in light yellow kept walking in the rain—he was a phantom named Nanfeng.Just now he created an illusion for people, with fame and wealth, gold and silver treasures, beautiful wives and beautiful concubines, that person died laughing.

As the name suggests, phantom ghosts create illusions and take people's lives.

"I really don't know, what do you want this human skin for?" He handed the human skin to the bone girl - she is a painted skin ghost who was bullied during her lifetime, and left a pile of bones after her death. This human skin is used to disguise itself.

The bone girl took it, carefully looked at it again and again, and said that it was not bad, it was a good skin.

"Of course, can I still lie to you?"

"I'm a phantom ghost, so I can rest assured." The heavily made-up female ghost smiled captivatingly, but Nanfeng is a ghost, he has no heart.

The bone girl put away the human skin with a smile, thinking that now she has another foundation for painting skin. "Tell me, what reward do you want?"

"Of course we need to pay more this time." Nanfeng never traded at a loss.Although he absorbs people's energy through illusions, he never breaks and changes people's bodies.This time the skinning made his hands smell like blood, which really didn't make him like it.

The bone girl chuckled, saying that you still care about this?

"Okay, okay, thank you for helping me find such a good skin. Tell me, what do you want? As long as I have it, I will give it to you."

After hearing this, Nanfeng narrowed his eyes.

I want Shui Linglong.

The bone girl's face turned cold.

It should be said that this Shui Linglong is the inner alchemy of the ancient mythical beast Shuijiao. Ordinary people who eat it can bring back life and live forever. If this fairy monster eats it, it can gain a thousand-year cultivation base and immortality.It's not very useful for the ghost to hold him, but just after the underworld lord gave Shui Linglong to the Yan ghost, the phantom ghost Nanfeng came to ask for it, which is really puzzling.

Could it be that you want to use this Shui Linglong to harm others?

"I'm a lonely wild ghost. I want to harm people, but I still need this thing?" Nanfeng showed disdainful eyes, "It's just because my sister likes this thing, so I want to take it away. After all, what others like is the one." The best. Besides, my sister just promised me, do you want to go back on it?"

Naturally, the bone girl Yangui couldn't talk to him, so in the end, he had to say, this thing, just give it to you!

Seeing the blue radiant beads in Yan Gui's hands, Nan Feng put on a gentle smile.He took Shui Linglong, "My brother, thank you, sister bone girl."

"Humph!"

After the heavy rain, the weather cleared up, and the dew on the flowers and plants on the roadside condensed, reflecting the faint sunlight.The south wind doesn't like the sun—ghosts are very cloudy. Although a thousand-year-old ghost like him is no longer afraid of the sun, he doesn't want to stay for a while.Turning the alley, it was shady, he stopped his steps and turned his head slightly.

The people behind him also stopped, and the red robes were reflected in the corners of Nan Feng's eyes.

He laughed out loud, "How long do you want to follow me?"

Hearing what he said, the man walked up to him.

Nanfeng raised his head, and met a pair of peach blossom eyes that were warm and moist as jade, with a smile that was not a smile.He sighed helplessly, and said, Lord Chiyan, why are you here again?

But miss me?

Shenjun ignored him, and still looked gentle. He opened the golden black fan in his hand, shook Breeze's hair, and gently blew Nanfeng's hair on his forehead.

Nanfeng was made uncomfortable by his behavior, and sighed that his heart was not locked with me.

"Who's that there?" Shenjun spoke, his voice was low but gentle, just like his appearance, making people feel extremely gentle.

"The heart lock is the thing that locks the heart. What do I, a heartless ghost, want it for?"

"I also want to know what you want to do?" He glanced at Nan Feng's cuff, and said lightly, saying that this exquisite water is useless to you, didn't you trick me?

Nanfeng snorted—what is cheating? He just gives people what they want most and takes the best.The more others like something, the more he wants to get it.

Ghosts and illusions, life is like a dream, true and false are indistinguishable.

He didn't want to get entangled with the Scarlet Flame God anymore, so he walked around him and went on his own.

Shenjun didn't chase after him, but just waved his hand, and the sun in the sky became stronger.

Pooh!What kind of god, you are not so narrow-minded!

If you say that the Red Flame Lord’s real name is Chongyi, he was transformed by the divine bird Phoenix Nirvana at the beginning of the chaos, even the Heavenly Emperor who is in charge of the Three Realms in the Lingxiao Palace and the Tathagata Buddha who saves all living beings in the Western Paradise respect him.He is also not good at worldly affairs, and lives in Tianwaitian peacefully.Originally, it was impossible for him and Nanfeng, the phantom ghost, to meet each other for 3 years. Unexpectedly, things are unpredictable. When he was retreating, the magic weapon heart lock in the mansion was stolen by a pervert.This heart lock is transformed from the heart after the death of Chaos. It can control people's mind. Even gods cannot escape its magic power.He originally wanted a pervert to steal the heart lock, but he just wanted to confuse a few more people so that he could solve the pain of sex.But when he caught the pervert, he said that he gave the heart lock to the phantom.

Phantom ghost south wind.

"You helped the pervert by weaving a dream net for him, so that he could be lingering with the beauty forever in the illusion. Is the reward just for him to steal the heart lock and give it to you?" Chongyi watched Nanfeng release Shui Linglong. In the eightfold treasure box - there are all treasures in there, it seems that he has saved a lot.

Nanfeng raised his head to meet his gaze, then smiled slightly, saying that I am not stupid enough to put the heart lock together with these things.

Chong Yi frowned.

Putting away the eight-layer box, Nan Feng sat down beside Chong Yi, "The humble house is simple, and I hope that Lord Chiyan won't dislike dirtying your clothes."

Hearing what Nan Feng said, Chong Yi realized that he was out of place with this mansion——Nan Feng lived in a quaint and deserted house, with dim light and few decorations. He was so red that he blinked.

This is driving me away... huh.

What a phantom, it really has a poisonous mouth.

"I'll come back another day." He stood up and straightened his clothes, looking towards Nanfeng, "I hope that when the time comes, you can obediently lock your heart to me."

The phantom's laughter echoed in the empty room.

"The phantom ghost is waiting for the Lord of the Red Flame God at any time!"

It's just a ghost that sucks people's energy through illusions. In front of me, it's still so arrogant... huh.

In the middle of the night, the eldest son of Dushang's calligrapher fell ill.The whole person lay groggy on the bed, eyes closed, sweating profusely, with an expression of pain.Du Shangshu hurriedly invited a doctor, but the doctor was helpless.I don't know when a young Taoist priest with thick eyebrows and big eyes came to the door, saying that the eldest son was haunted by ghosts and fell into a nightmare.

Wait for me to do something to catch this evildoer!

evildoer?interesting.

Nan Feng sat on the beam of the house, smiling as he watched the brat fiddle with those magic weapons.

A doll that doesn't even have full hair yet wants to catch me?

After a long time, Mr. Du didn't get better, but his face turned purple, it seemed that he was about to lose his breath.

The little Taoist frowned.

He yawned lazily, and Nan Feng felt bored.He waved his hand lightly, and a gust of wind blew into the room.The candles on the Dharma table were extinguished, and the water basin was turned over. After a while, Mr. Du woke up.

The little Taoist put away the magic talisman in his hand, shouted that it was bad, let that monster run away!

Nanfeng walked out of the room laughing loudly, but no one else could hear him.

Oh, what a pity.Originally, I was in a good mood today, and I wanted to inhale some energy to replenish my body, but who knew I would meet such a brat.

and……

"Did you go out to harm people?" Chong Yi was sitting in the hall, this time he was wearing a plain white robe, without arrogance and arrogance, he looked like a scholar.

Nan Feng sat beside him and poured himself a glass of water, "Yes~ It's a pity it didn't hurt."

"That's a pity."

"Shenjun came today, didn't he come to see my joke?"

"You naturally know what I want to do."

"Didn't I say that the heart lock is not with me."

"You can't lie to me."

"Really?" Nanfeng covered his mouth and smiled, and said, does Lord Shenjun know that my phantom ghost remains in the world, what does it depend on?

Seven points of deceit, three points of luck, this is my phantom.

The south wind is so arrogant, Chong Yi is not angry.Following Nan Feng's example, he poured himself a glass of water and drank it on his own.

One god and one ghost, naturally there is nothing to say.Sitting silently like this for a while, Nan Feng stood up and walked towards the dormitory.Chong Yi followed behind him to the dormitory.Nan Feng felt quite helpless, "I want to change clothes, is it possible that Lord Shenjun wants to watch here?"

"It's okay to have a look." He sat down on Nanfeng's bed, and gently shook his fan.

The corner of Nan Feng's mouth twitched, "It turns out that Shen Jun still has this habit. I don't know if such a beauty as phantom ghost can still catch the eyes of Shen Jun?" Nan Feng felt a tingling pain in his knee just after saying this.One was unsteady, and he just knelt down in front of Chong Yi.The next moment, Fan Fan raised his chin with a slightly cool feeling——Chong Yi looked at him, his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but there was a trace of killing intent.

"You are pretty, but it's a pity..." He retracted his fan, full of contempt, "You have no heart, and you don't understand love."

"Oh?" The knee hurt so badly, Nanfeng knew that it was Chongyi's intentional punishment for him.But the more it is like this, the more unconvinced Nanfeng is, he said that it seems that the god has a lot of insight into this matter~

I heard that many immortal cultivators use yin and yang methods to improve their cultivation. I don't know how many gods, demons and ghosts have had sex with the gods and ghosts?

"Slap!" This time he slapped him with his hands, and the left side of his face was in hot pain.Nan Feng licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, looked at Chong Yi who finally got angry with a proud face, and was in a good mood.

Chongyi stood up and looked down at him condescendingly, "You are just a phantom, how dare you talk to me like this!"

"Huan Gui knows his mistake." Nan Feng's voice was light and light, not at all like admitting his mistake.This made Chongyi even more angry, and the seal on his knees added some force.Nanfeng gritted his teeth and looked at him with a smile.

Something that doesn't know how to live or die, say, where is the heart lock?

"Since it's here, it's mine." There was a sound on the knee, probably because the bone was broken, "Unless you exchange it for something better, otherwise..." He laughed with a ghostly flattery, "Don't even think about it." take it away."

When you let go of what you want, it's gone in an instant.I made this mistake once, and I will never make it a second time.

"You really are, what kind of character is he, Chi Yan Shenjun? If you can't get along with him, you are asking for trouble." The ghost doctor Wang Shu and Nan Feng are old friends, and he knows Nan Feng's stubborn and stubborn temper. While giving him medicine, he scolded him, saying that fortunately he only caused you to suffer a little this time, and if he beat you to nothingness next time, you phantom will die for sure.

"If you die, you will die. It's not like you haven't died before." He leaned on Wang Shu flatteringly, and said, isn't this yours?

Wang Shu grinned and said that I was able to save you last time because you were still a human and I didn't have the ability to fight against the Red Flame God.

Look at your knee, it's bloody and the bones are exposed, it's probably the root cause of the disease.If your flesh and blood are gone, I can't fight back.

Nan Feng smiled and listened to Wang Shu's nagging - he and Wang Shu had known each other for a long time, and in the past 1000 years, only Wang Shu had treated him sincerely.Excuse me, care about him like a big brother.

It's a pity that I don't have a heart. If I have a heart, I will definitely repay you with my heart.

"Forget it, I can't afford your phantom's sincerity. What if you want me to exchange the most precious thing with you?"

"Hahahaha, this is indeed my phantom's rule."

Wang Shu sighed and said that I don't understand why you are so obsessed with what other people love the most.

Covering up his clothes, Nanfeng sat up straight, saying that because what others love the most is always the best.

"What about you? What is your favorite?"

"Me?" Nan Feng was stunned.

...my favorite...

What is my favorite?

"...I'm just a phantom without a heart, how can I have any love and liking."

Life is alive, too much to want, but not to get.Only when he became a lonely ghost, did he realize that what he pursued was just a fantasy of his own.Some things, obtained in the illusion, are not necessarily bad.

"Nanfeng you..." Wang Shu shook his head, "You still can't let go of what happened 1000 years ago?"

Nanfeng said nothing, just smiled and looked at the distant sky.

It has been raining non-stop during the day, but it has stopped now.At this moment, it is not clear whether it is rain or mist, the fine water vapor floats up and down in the atmosphere, floating around.There is no moon tonight, and there is only a faint blue light stealing in the sky.Beside Nanfeng is a house that spreads out in the night—this house was Nanfeng's home during his lifetime and also his destination after death.It's just that it has been thousands of years, and the mansion of the Minister of Sheji with blue tiles and vermilion eaves has fallen into disrepair.Nanfeng only lived here for the first six years before his death, but he never expected to live here for 1000 years after his death.

The air at night, although full of coolness, does not make people feel cold.

Today is the darkest day of the moon, the day when ghosts have the weakest mana.Nan Feng was injured a few days ago, and his body is not as good as before.

"I really didn't expect you, a brat, to have two more hits, to find this place, and to pick the day when the moon is dark."

"Xiaodao is just a fledgling, Mr. Phantom Phantom praises it." Someone came out from the darkness, it was the little Taoist priest who was at Dushang's calligrapher that day.

Nan Feng clicked his tongue, what do you mean, you little doll want to subdue me today?

"Today is the day of the dark moon, and Mr. Phantom Ghost still has injuries on his body. It is really a good day to invite you into my soul bag."

"You can tell I'm hurt~" Nan Feng laughed loudly after clapping his hands.

But even if I get hurt, I'm still a thousand-year-old ghost, and it's too early to catch me with you, a baby.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Before he finished speaking, the little Taoist rushed over with his sword in hand.Nan Feng dodged sideways, thinking that this baby is quite fast in drawing a sword, but it's a pity that it is far behind him.But before he finished his complacency, he found a bloodstain on his shoulder.It was injured by sword energy, and the split skin was bitten like thousands of ants.

The south wind is receding—this is it? ! !

"The Soul Devouring Sword is harmless to humans and gods. It is designed to kill ghosts like you."

"Oh, so it's from Xianshan."

The so-called Xianshan is a sect that specializes in catching ghosts. Its name is to eliminate evil in name, but in fact most of the ghosts caught are put into their alchemy furnaces to improve their cultivation.

Why, little baby, do you want to catch me and make alchemy so that I can become an immortal?How about this, let's do the good of Longyang, I will share half of the essence I got with you, and you will share half of the immortal energy you cultivated with me, so that we can all be happy gods.

Enraged by the south wind, the little Taoist yelled at you, you evil thing, really shameless!

"I hurt someone?"

Do you know how many evil things the eldest son of Dushang's calligrapher has done?He forced the farmer's girl to sell herself to repay the debt, killed the girl's fiancé, and set fire to the farmer's house, grandmother, parents, brother-in-law, and nephew who just turned half a year old. So many lives, I asked him to pay back one Life, it is cheap for him.

"Even so, you can't kill someone!"

"Oh?" Nanfeng thought this little Taoist priest was really funny—Is it so strange that I am a ghost who harms people?

"You!" The little Taoist was choked by the south wind and was speechless.He used his body to condense a ball of immortal energy in his left hand, and pushed hard, "Kill!"

Nan Feng stretched out his hand to receive the palm, exuding hostility all over his body, his eyes turned from brown to blood red.

This is about to use real kung fu—the little Taoist clenched the Soul Devouring Sword in his hand, staring at Nanfeng firmly.Just now, when he turned around, he was not stable. It seemed that his knee was injured. As long as he cut off his knee...

It was too late and then quickly, the little Taoist slid past Nanfeng like a gust of wind, although Nanfeng could see clearly, but the wound on his knee was painful, the speed was a little slower, the goose-yellow gauze was cut, and there were many wounds on his knee. There is a gap.

"Hiss—" He sucked in a breath, and his temper immediately came up. "Stinky boy! I think you really don't want to die!!!" He showed his eerie white teeth, and the glow on his long nails was the resentment of a ghost. Just as he was about to attack the little Taoist priest, he was caught by an invisible force. Power blocked.

Chong Yi waved the golden lacquered fan and looked at everything in front of him with a smile.The breeze blew his plain white robe, and even if he couldn't see his expression clearly, he could still know how proud this god was.

Nanfeng looked at him, sneered, and said that today is really a good day, even the Red Flame God Lord has come to my phantom ghost's shabby house.

Chongyi ignored him, just looked at the little Taoist priest, and said, "Go back and tell your master, this phantom belongs to me, and it's not up to the people under the Xianshan sect to take care of it."

The little Taoist priest was quite frightened by Chong Yi's aura-their Xianshan sect had a little friendship with this god, so he naturally recognized the Chiyan God.Resentfully put away the sword, the little Taoist bowed his hands, and there was no reluctance in his tone. "I have offended you a lot just now, so I ask God to forgive me."

Without answering, Chongyi just raised his chin to signal him to leave.

The phantom on the side laughed from ear to ear.

A light was lit in the room—the phantom does not like light, and never lights up at night.But the red flame god was here, and he lit the oil cup on the table with flames.Or because it has not been used for a long time, the flames exude a burnt smell, mixed with a faint fragrance.

Gently took off the goose-yellow outer shirt, and the blood soaked the white inner shirt.Chong Yi reached out to take off Nan Feng's inner coat, Nan Feng grabbed his hand and said no, but he didn't care about Nan Feng's resistance, and pulled off the clothes directly.This force pulled the wound on his shoulder, and Nan Feng couldn't help crying out.

"Now I know it hurts." Chong Yi dipped a little water with his hands, and gently applied it around the wound, "You didn't even frown when you talked to that little Taoist just now."

"Hmph!" Nanfeng glanced at him, and said that I am now like this, is it not thanks to you, Lord Shenjun?

If you hadn't injured my knee with the magic seal, I wouldn't have been stabbed by this little Taoist priest even on this dark day!

"Really?" He took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve, and poured the red liquid on Nan Feng's snow-white skin, blending with the red color of the wound, making it as coquettish as a lotus. "Do you know who that little Taoist priest is?"

"Isn't he from Xianshan?"

"He is the reincarnation of Jade Qilin, and he was born with immortal energy. Fortunately, he has not yet graduated from the teacher. If he succeeds in his studies, you are a phantom ghost, and you are not his opponent at all." The liquid and wounds gradually disappeared, and the shoulders turned white again. A smooth piece, Chongyi nodded with satisfaction, and said that if I hadn't saved you today, you would have waited to be an elixir for Taoist priests in Xianshan.

Nanfeng laughed, and said that I, the phantom ghost, was really lucky to be rescued by the Lord Shenjun, and let the god give me medicine in person.

Chong Yi put the medicine bottle on the table, "Where is the heart lock?"

"Ha, it really is for the heart lock."

Shenjun came today, because he counted on the day of the moon, and wanted to take the heart lock, right?But it's a pity that the little Taoist ruined your good deed, and I trouble you to save my life.

"Where is the heart lock?"

"I'm here." He put on his clothes and turned his back to Chong Yi, "But I won't give it to you."

"There are enough things in your eightfold treasure box, isn't it enough for you to show off? This heart lock is a distraction. You don't have a heart, why do you want it?"

"If I don't have a heart, can I not have it?" Nanfeng suddenly shouted, turning around and glaring at Chong Yi, "If I don't have a heart, what's the matter if I don't have a heart?!! I don't have a heart, so I don't understand love? If you have a heart, then Do you understand love, do you understand the pain of a piercing heart?!"

Chongyi didn't expect Nanfeng to have such a big reaction, so he froze in place for a while.He listened to Nanfeng, he said that if the god wants to return the heart lock, he can exchange it with his favorite thing, otherwise even if you kill me, I will not tell you where the heart lock is.

Trade it in for something you love?

Seeing Chong Yi's embarrassment, Nan Feng's mood eased a little, and he returned to his usual cynical look, with a playful smile on his pale face. "If you can't find the god, then don't even think about returning to the heart lock."

"...I really don't understand why you are so obsessed with what others value."

"What others like must be the best."

Chongyi looked up at him, but found that when Nanfeng said this, his eyes were a little more lonely.