Little son, he insists on catching ghosts with me

Xiao Er paused when he put the gold bar. He looked at Hua and handed the gold bar back.

"What does that mean?"

"Brother Hua doesn't know something. About Su Yao... although there is some news about the small shop, it cannot be sold to Brother Hua." Xiao Er got up and opened the door of the compartment for Bu Hua, "If you can buy it in the future Brother Hua has other news that he wants to know, I will tell you everything."

Bu Hua put away the gold bars and stopped asking.He passed Xiao Er, but was pulled back.He turned his head, Xiaoer stuffed something for him, and said: "I see Brother Hua's face is very familiar, I think I have seen it somewhere before, so I will treat this as a personal gift."

"Thank you."

"One more thing, Brother Hua." Xiao Er leaned over and whispered something to Bu Hua.

"Master Dao, you've been away for a long time!" Bai Yu was a little happy when he saw Bu Hua come out, but also a little worried.

Bu Hua took the red sword that Bai Yu handed over, and quietly used a few strands of spiritual power to probe him.Although Bai Yu had some spiritual power, there was nothing abnormal in his body. Bu Hua still couldn't understand what the little girl whispered in his ear.

"Daozhang, how do we find that person and save Mr. Wen?"

"do not know."

Now earth-shaking changes have taken place in this underworld, presumably the two impermanences have also been replaced.

Actor's Square...

Bu Hua shook his head, without any clue, he had never heard of the name of this store.

He stopped thinking about it, and took Bai Yu into an inn, planning to settle down first and make a long-term plan.The shop set up in the underworld has such an advantage: as long as you can pay, no one will refuse you, and no one will care about your identity.But correspondingly, this place is much more expensive than ordinary shops.

"Are you two staying at the hotel or dining?"

"Stay at the hotel."

"What kind of room do you two want? We have..."

"One is the best, and it's best not to be disturbed by anyone around. For the others, we can do it ourselves." Bu Hua touched the gold bar and put it on the counter.

"okay!"

"Master Dao, are we going to stay here?" Bai Yu tugged on Bu Hua's sleeve, "Why do we only need one room? Aren't we going to find Mr. Wen?"

Bu Hua raised his index finger and stuck it to his lips.Bai Yu stopped talking and followed him upstairs.

"Young master, don't call me Daoist when you're away from now on." Bu Hua closed the door and put the red sword on it as a latch, "I'm just a person with no skills. Learn the master's true biography, let alone be able to bear the word "Taoist Master."

"But..." Bai Yu curled his lips and continued, "What else can I call you?...You refuse to admit it, I..."

"Young master? What did you say?" Bu Hua frowned, and he only heard a fragment of Bai Yu's last sentence.Strange to say, ever since he met this young master, he could no longer hear those extremely small voices.

"No, it's nothing." Bai Yu waved his hand, and hurriedly changed the subject, "Daoist, then what should I... call you?"

"Bu Hua is fine." Since Wen Zishi had already told Bai Yu his real name, there was no need for him to hide anything.

"Well, how can that be done! My elder brother told me that even if you have never met someone, you should not directly call other people by their names."

"The young master can do whatever he wants, as long as it's not the word Daochang, I can accept it."

Bai Yu seemed to be lost in thought, Bu Hua glanced at him and walked to the window.He lifted a corner, and a stench wafted in.

In the backyard, it seemed that someone was busy with something.Bu Hua squinted, but still couldn't see the man's face.It always feels like...something is wrong.

Bu Hua dropped the window, went to take down the red sword stuck on the door.He pushed open the door, but the people in the hall disappeared without knowing when.In the whole inn, it seemed that only he and Bai Yu were left.

"The third watch has arrived... the gate of ghosts will open. Yin people are on the road... Yang people are not allowed to scatter. The third watch has arrived... the gate of ghosts..."

Yang Ren Mo San?

Oops.

"Bai Yu, wait for me here, don't come out!" Bu Hua closed the door and locked it with spiritual power.

"Brother Dao-bu? Where are you going--?"

It's really strange that he caught up with the rare living sacrifices in the underworld.

Bu Hua covered his face and turned out of the window.At this time, if he bumped into the Yang Ji team composed of fierce ghosts, he would eat up his soul.

Bu Hua followed at the end of the team, and could barely see the few living people tied up in the front.He took out the scroll in his arms and tore it in two.Half of it was put back in my arms, and the other half was sent to the inn.

Bu Hua clasped his hands together and said silently in his heart: "Master is above, I hope you will protect your disciples."

He untied the cloth strip on the red sword and cut his palm.He looked at the sword in his hand and said, "Come with me, and save lives." After he finished speaking, he probably thought it was a little funny.He smiled, and said again: "If I can pay for my life, I won't hate you so much."

Bu Hua jumped up and rushed straight to the front of the team.

The master once said that he was too playful, and one day he would make a big mistake because of it.Later, he got rid of this problem, but he could no longer appreciate a heavy snow.

"The third watch has arrived, and the gate of ghosts has opened! Sacrifice the yin with the yang, and give me divine power!"

"People are dead, but there is still a fart power." Bu Hua stood in front of the team, his white clothes were spotless, "If you really let you do this evil sacrifice... Majesty, where do you want to put it?" The wind passed, blowing his long hair.Bu Hua looked at the leaders, the sword edge was slightly deflected, and the people on the pillar were untied.

"King Yama sent you here?!"

The few people who were untied hurriedly left the place of right and wrong behind them. They ran behind Bu Hua, still in shock.

"Leave here. Ten miles to the east, there is a boatman who will take you away."

In front of Buhua Hengjian, he stopped the people who wanted to chase those people.

"Please choose, everyone. Will you go with me to see Lord Hades, or... the Fa-rectification on the spot." The red sword flashed at the right time, and the sudden scarlet light undoubtedly gave them a shock. .

"Are you that... Bai Wuchang?"

Bu Hua remained silent and narrowed his eyes slightly.He didn't dare to pretend to be the messenger of the underworld, but these people didn't seem to have seen Bai Wuchang himself.

"Stop talking nonsense with him, whoever he is, if he breaks our Yang Festival, he deserves to die!"

Bu Hua only looked at the person who spoke, and the sword gas scratched his face, "You were human beings, but now you are doing this unreasonable thing. Don't be afraid that those people you sacrificed will turn into evil ghosts , come back to find you again?!" He swung his sword, and several wooden pillars used to bind people were cut off.

People are people, and those who were cowardly in life will be cowardly after death.Those who were afraid in life will still be afraid after death.At the rear of the team, many people have quietly left.Regardless of whether this person is really impermanent or not, the sword in his hand is not ordinary.

"You traitor, sold the news of our underworld to the Taoist priest who catches ghosts, so that we can no longer cross the border by boat!"

Bai Wuchang is actually a member of the ghost shop?But it is reasonable to think about it. Serving the King of Hades and guiding reincarnation, there is naturally a lot of news that can be obtained.

"You still suggested to the King Yama that you want to drag us into reincarnation forcibly!"

"You remember it clearly, but it's a pity that you haven't taken the right path." Bu Hua didn't want to kill them, he pointed to the Yan Luo Temple to the west, and said: "Leave here, confess your sins to Lord Yama, and then you can be reincarnated and free from evil. This is the pain of dispersing the soul."

"Hehehe... so what about impermanence? Since I have decided on the Yang Festival, how can I give up lightly?!" Like a madman, he turned his back to the sky and opened his arms, not knowing what he was welcoming.

Bu Hua frowned, and the sword energy flew across, but was bounced back by the emerging barrier.It wasn't until the man started howling in pain that Bu Hua could see what he was doing.

He is absorbing the resentment of the underworld to enhance his demon power.

Bu Hua raised his sword, and with all his spiritual power, he slashed at the man, but something strangled his neck.

"Damn you!!"

"Puff—" Something passed through Buhua's abdomen behind him, and blood flowed out from the wound, and Buhua couldn't heal it.He couldn't move, only felt that his spiritual power was constantly draining.But the face of the person in front of him was ferocious, and Bu Hua, who was full of resentment, was almost out of breath.

"So what about Bai Wuchang? You are still going to die here today." The pain in his abdomen made it difficult for Buhua to think. He tightly held the sword in his hand, and his palm became hotter and hotter.

"Let go of him." Bu Hua was let go, and he lay forward, his consciousness gradually blurred.Someone supported him and put him behind his back.

Red hair......?

The master once said that he was so lazy that it was difficult for him to master any skills.If you cannot protect yourself, you will harm yourself.He got rid of this problem, but ended up hurting others.

Like he's always hurting people, like he's been causing trouble for as long as he can remember.He deserves to die, but he doesn't want to die.

"Are you afraid of death, Bu Hua?"

Bu Hua couldn't open his eyes, the wound on his abdomen hadn't healed yet, his blood stained the clothes of the person in front of him.

Master once asked him, are you afraid of death?His answer was, fear.Who is not afraid of parting from those close to him?

But the master shook his head and told him that if you are greedy for life and afraid of death, you cannot save others.If one day he needs to abandon his own life, he must abandon it without hesitation.

The scroll in his arms became hot, it got out of Bu Hua's clothes and stood in front of them.

Behind him, the ghost has chased after him, and the road in front of him has been cut off at some point, replaced by an endless abyss.

Bu Hua lay on his shoulder, unable to speak anymore.He raised his hand vigorously and grabbed the half scroll.Bu Hua gathered the last spiritual power on his fingertips and ignited the scroll.

The light flashed, and he returned to the inn.The person carrying him suddenly disappeared like a ghost, and he was thrown heavily on the ground like this.The red sword fell, awakening Bai Yu who was sleeping.

"Ah! Brother Hua!!" Bai Yu didn't even care to put on his shoes. He knelt beside Bu Hua, at a loss, "Brother Hua? You, what's wrong with you, Brother Hua..."

Bu Hua felt relieved when he heard Bai Yu's voice.He unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth and passed out.

Bai Yu tried to support Bu Hua's head, but he let Bu Hua lean against him.He lowered his head and looked at Buhua's abdominal injury.

"Well, what should I do..." Bai Yu sniffed, wiped away the tears he wanted to shed, and pushed Bu Hua's back hard.

He finally pushed Bu Hua up, but was frightened by the blood on the ground.He looked at Bu Hua, his face became paler and he was almost out of breath.

"What should I do? What should I do..." Bai Yu looked up, and standing in front of him was a man in black.He looked at Bu Hua with no expression on his face.

"Can you...can you save him?"

The author has something to say:

All right, all right, Bu Hua will be fine!But later he will be in a coma for about a chapter, and most of them will be from the perspective of the little boy~

QAQ dropped a favorite, heartbroken

Little angel, don't go~~