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Sure enough, the torrential rain fell all night, and the lightning dragged its long fire tail across the mountains, and thunder exploded one after another.Wen Yuanshan is like accumulated ink on the drawing paper, sleeping peacefully under the sky bright as day.

For some reason, Wen Bufan slept very soundly that night, as if he had been sleeping like this for thousands of years.

Until early in the morning, the muffled thunder still did not stop.

The rainy spring day was especially drowsy, so Yao Bai buried his head under his wings and pretended not to hear Wen Bufan call him.

Usually when he was sleepy, Wen Bufan would come back to call him after a while, never tired of trouble, neither angry nor angry, even his voice was as calm as ever.

He seems to have cut off the six desires by nature, neither sorrow nor joy.It is even more Buddha than Chuangjing Buddha.

Yaobai often wondered why such a person has not passed the lotus barrier and become a Buddha for so long.

He strained his ears while he was half asleep and half awake, but he didn't hear Wen Bufan call him again for a long time.Outside, the wind and rain were humming, and there seemed to be the sound of very light footsteps slowly drifting away.

Where is the monk going in such a heavy rain? !

Yao Bai sat up abruptly, hurriedly rushed out of the room through the small window.He didn't bother to make a trick to avoid water, and flew outside under the heavy rain.

The monk held a white paper fan and walked in front, step by step towards the hazy distant mountains, the lead white robe seemed to melt into the mist and rain,

Yaobai suddenly stopped in the rain, suddenly panicked for no reason.It seems that the monk will not come back if he keeps going forward like this.

"Monk!" Yao Bai yelled, he really felt sad.For the monk, but also for the fate of the two of them.

The present time is but a moment in thousands of years to him.One day the monk will wash away the past and enter reincarnation alone.And I will continue for thousands of years.

The monk will not remember that he once picked up a bird on Wenyuan Mountain.

Time kills the most, the journey is long, and there will be a day when I will forget it.

The wind-wrapped rain covered his eyes and wet his wings, and he flew very hard, "Monk, where are you going?" Yaobai stopped under the edge of the umbrella and looked up to see Wen Bufan's slightly surprised eyes.

"Where are you going, I'll be with you." Yao Bai was a little anxious.

Wen Bufan stood in the rain and looked at Yao Bai who was chattering in front of him, his empty heart seemed to be filled with warm water from a spring river, and a noisy bird caused ripples there.

The little bird was wet all over, its often high tail feathers slumped behind him, its black eyes stared at him and chirped, desperate and persistent.

Wen Bufan held him in the palm of his hand, gently dried the feathers with his sleeve, and then put him in the sleeve, "There is something different in the mountain, I'll go and have a look."

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Yao Bai squatted in his sleeve robe, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the monk's chin as white as fine porcelain.The sound of the rain gradually died down, and the thunder that had been ringing all night also died down. He fell asleep in his sleeve robe in a daze.

One person and one bird walked through the blue mist after the rain and walked into the mountains.The mountain was rough and the road was wet and slippery, but the monk walked very smoothly, and Yao Bai in his sleeve didn't feel any bumps at all.

Suddenly, Yaobai heard the sound of birds flapping their wings vigorously, and seemed hurried and flustered in the quiet mountain forest.Then there was a scream, and the dense forest ahead suddenly trembled.

Wen Bufan walked up quickly and saw a white-necked and black-backed cloud crane thrashing painfully among the grass.There was fine hair all around.Yaobai leaned over his cuff to look, and found that the bird's soul had been touched.

A mortal monk who sucks people's souls!Yaobai quickly pulled himself together, flew out of his sleeve robe and searched back and forth carefully.Secretly wondered why this monk was so lucky.

Wen Bufan knelt down and put his palms on top of Yunhe's head.If Yaobai hadn't run away at this moment, he would have seen dots of golden light overflowing from Wen Bufan's fingertips, slowly forming a spiritual light, and silently blending into Yunhe's feathers.

The moment the golden light entered his body, Yunhe calmed down, as if breaking free from a nightmare, slowly stretched his body in his sleep, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yaobai noticed the clue and wanted to catch up with the mortal monk who was going to catch the murdered spirit.For a while there was no way to avoid the monk's sight, and when he was in a dilemma, the monk walked forward one step ahead of him.

This monk probably has lived in the mountains for a long time and has little knowledge, so he doesn't know the power of fairy magic and sorcery.

In desperation, Yaobai flapped his wings, and the condensed wind beam hit Wen Bufan's back directly, and he stopped and fell limp on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the red light was colorful, and Yaobai appeared in human form.

He supported the monk on the tree trunk, covered his whole body with a paper umbrella, raised his hand to spread a layer of orange light around him, and after feeling comfortable, he walked away in the wind.

Yao Bai walked through the wet dense forest, followed the trail to a hidden cave.The hole is about the size of a barrel mouth, and it is surrounded by tall weeds, so it is easy to miss it if you don't pay attention.Yao Bai stretched out his hand to explore, and found that the cave hidden in the mountain was extremely wide.It's not a problem to hang a temple gate and be a disciple of Qingxiu.It's just that getting in and out is a little troublesome. If a person wants to go in, he has to bend down and get into the opening of the slaughterhouse, and crawl through a section to get into the hole.

The hole was close to the ground and was dusty, Yao Bai was reluctant to drill it.

When he was correcting, a ball of coal rolled out of the cave with a whoosh. Yao Bai was stunned, wondering what it was.When the briquette found the stranger, it stopped suddenly, and the hair all over its body exploded instantly, showing the appearance of a beast, with its back bowed high.

It bared its teeth and raised its head, and two beams of green light shot straight from its face so dark that its eyes and nose could not be distinguished.

Yao Bai was taken aback, he was so familiar with those eyes!

"It's you!" Yao Bai was taken aback.

The fried briquettes were obviously startled when they heard the sound, and their exploded tails dangled in the air.Finally, she cried out softly: "Meow——"

Hearing this familiar voice, Yao Bai was even more sure of who the coal ball was, but the appearance of the black ball in front of him was indeed too different from before, "Why are your paws also black?" It was obviously a beautiful crimson red before.

The civet raised its paw, and licked it aggrievedly, "The red paw is too eye-catching, so I can't let others find me."

Yao Bai looked around, this cat was bred to be glossy before, its fur was like silk and satin, but in just over a month it has become like this, its hair is covered with a layer of grayish gray, and its head is raised upright. It's as if a weasel has become a spirit.Could it be that he went astray and fell into the devil's way, and was kicked out by Lao Tian?

"What are you doing here?"

The civet's shining eyes pretended to be innocent, "I'm hungry, I'm here to find something to eat."

Yao Bai was deceived by it once, how could he be easily fooled again, and asked directly: "The rumored mortal monk who conjures spirits and ghosts is you?"

Sucking people's souls is extremely exhausting. This cat looks listless, and it looks like it has exhausted its spiritual power.

The civet lowered its eyes, nodded sullenly and said, "It should be me."

Yaobai looked serious, and said in a deep voice: "You were born with the body of a fairy, how could you do the shameful thing of sucking the soul of a living being for further training."

The civet quickly shook his head: "I don't, I don't, I have returned their souls."

There are roughly two types of spirit beasts in the world.One is a pet mount, and the other is a part of the master's combat power.The latter drank the master's blood when he recognized the master, and has a blood contract with him, so he can share the soul with the master when necessary.This black cat, like Shuiyue, belongs to the latter.If the spirit beast betrays the master or makes a big mistake, the master will cut off the blood contract.

Yaobai looked at the black cat for a moment, "What happened to you?" He looked at the civet suspiciously, "You still have the blood contract on your body, why does Laotian ignore you?"

The civet still didn't answer, "I'm hungry." It lay softly on the ground, knowing that its spiritual power was exhausted, and it had been working hard for days without eating, and this meeting was almost reaching its limit.

The civet stared at Yao Bai with twinkling eyes, and there was a slight purr, "I want to eat mole meat."

Isn't it said that cats recognize their owners most?How come this guy can act like a baby when he catches anyone!

No way, Yaobai is an extremely vulgar god, he loves pretty things, and even the little things act like a baby to him.

"Clean up the black dust on your paws first, it's too ugly." Yao Bai turned and walked away, "Wait for me."

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Yaobai saw two moles along the road, but he didn't try to catch them because they were really unsightly.In the end, he managed to bring back a mixed-haired rabbit.The rabbit's parents don't know what color it is, so it was gray, brown and black.

The civet had cleaned itself up, its paws were clean and its fur was shiny, Yao Bai was delighted to see it.Even the words became gentle, "Why don't you stay in Huangquan well, what are you doing here?"

The civet ate gracefully, and the raw meat passed its mouth without even a trace of blood on it. It said: "My master lost a wisp of soul, probably in this mountain, so I came here to look for it. We ghosts and you It’s different, the departed soul will reside on the body of the living being.”

Yao Bai understood: "So you extract the ghost's soul to confirm whether it is the strand that Lao Tian lost?"

The civet nodded, lowered its eyes and said, "Yes. My spiritual power is limited, and I can't appease the souls one by one when I put them back, so they will leave memories of being stunned."

"Why didn't Laotian come by himself?" Yao Bai tentatively stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the smooth back of the civet, "you, a kitten, can pump out all the spirits and ghosts in the mountains."

As soon as Yao's white hand touched it, the civet's back trembled slightly, showing faint signs of blowing hair.

So, cats acting like a spoiled child to you are a transaction based on the situation. There is no such thing as a cat in the world that people can flirt with casually!

Yao Bai withdrew his hand in disappointment, wanting to ease his embarrassment, so he asked another question: "What's your name?"

The civet cat didn't even raise its head, "Hei Bao."

Yaobai: "..."

Most people in Huangquan don't like reading, even the ghost king.Such a beautiful cat with such a difficult name.

Hei Bao ate the rabbit slowly and gracefully.Perhaps he was so hungry that he even chewed the bones.Although this ghost Luotian has no education, he taught this spiritual pet to be well-behaved and polite.In order to express his gratitude, Hei Bao, who was full, actually gave him a few offerings between his legs sincerely, especially his beautiful green eyes, "Thank you, Your Highness Ninth Prince."

Hearing the snoring, Yao Bai Xinhua let go again.Look more loving, speak more tenderly

Yao Bai got up and brushed the fallen leaves on his shoulders, "Go back to Huangquan after you're full, do you go back by yourself or I will take you? Do you still know the way?"

Hei Bao buried his head in licking his hair: "I can't go back yet."

Yaobai said patiently: "Lao Tian lost his soul and asked him to find it by himself. You may not be able to find it even if you are a kitten who is exhausted in this mountain."

Hei Bao sat on the ground with helplessness in his eyes: "Your Highness the Ninth Prince doesn't know something. My master lost this soul in a special way. His mind is a little damaged." The black cat began to falter, "So...well, just It’s not easy to come out.”

The spells inherited by the ghost clan are different from those of the god clan, and the spirit bodies must also be different. Yao Bai is not proficient in this way, thinking that the loss of a soul means the loss of part of the spiritual power.Hearing that his mind was damaged, he felt a little serious, "Is Laotian crazy or stupid?"

Hei Bao shook his head, "Not at all." He faltered even more: "He just...well, he often feels like a butterfly spirit. He doesn't want to come out of the one-acre flower field guarding the Ghost Palace."

Yao Bai: "..."

As expected of a ghost race known for its "sly" spells, even the reaction of losing their minds is so weird.

Yaobai didn't know for a moment whether he should feel sorry for the ghost king who was busy picking flowers and pollinating, or heibao who was worried about his heart.

It is so difficult to extract the souls of ordinary spirits, but Luo Tian is also the king of the ghost domain, how could he lose his souls for no reason.Counting the six realms in detail, whoever dares to fight with Luotian can directly touch his soul with an absolute overwhelming force.

Yaobai and the black cat squatted side by side, turned their heads and asked sincerely: "Does Laotian have a habit of playing with his soul?"

The black cat stopped licking its paw, and Yao Bai clearly felt that it gave him a cool look.Hei Bao straightened his chest and raised his head, he didn't know where the arrogance came from, "My master is fighting with someone! Just don't check for a while!"

Yao Bai chuckled, and immediately became interested, "Who are you fighting with?"

The black cat flashed its claws and said sullenly, "Your sister."

Yao Bai: "..." A gloating smile froze on his face.

That's right, Bailong Sangsu of the protoss is the best at breaking the soul.