It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

Just as he was about to speak out to comfort him, Feng Quan noticed with sharp eyes that there was a person standing behind the ghost at some point.

"I can." He came out from behind the ghost.

Feng Quan was slightly surprised, "...the Lord?"

It turned out to be Fu Youyun who came out.He glanced at Feng Quan, seemingly indifferent on the surface, but for some reason Feng Quan felt the scrutiny and scrutiny in this gaze.

Yin Cong also asked, "Senior, you haven't left yet?"

Feng Quan raised his eyebrows, "Senior?" He looked at Yin Cong, "You came to see him?"

Yin never thought of hiding it from him, so he nodded.

Feng Quan said, "Sheng Zhao?"

Fu Youyun said: "This name sounds nice. I want to use this."

Feng Quan laughed lightly, "Okay, I still have a day when my eyesight is dull, and I think you are a Taoist master who is not doing business properly. Please solve the problem for my ancestor."

Fu Youyun nodded and said, "Come with me."

"Where are you going?" Before I could say it, the scene had changed before my eyes.

This is not a gloomy ancestral hall in a small village, but a magnificent hall.Four vermilion pillars stand in the center. Walking forward, there is a staircase full of candles in front of you.

The candles were all lit, flickering, some seemed to have just been lit, and some had already turned to ashes.The flames spread throughout the hall, like a sea of ​​dim candlelight.

Fu Youyun walked in the front, and asked a few people:

"Be careful, don't turn it off."

The ghost walking at the end was a little hesitant when he heard the words. His breath was cold, and his feet were bound by chains. He was afraid that he would blow out the candle.

But Fu Youyun had already called him: "That ghost, come ahead, you are needed."

Only then did the ghost move forward carefully.

Feng Quan looked at the whole hall, and said: "It is said that 'a person dies like a lamp goes out', could this be the soul lamp of the world?"

At this time, under the guidance of the ghost, Fu Youyun found a few of the candles he was looking for—the soul lamps representing the villagers of Yugu Village.

These candles were almost burnt to the end, and the wax oil flowed down the table to the ground, and the flames were still on.This light is not full of vitality and warmth like other candles, but it is motionless and even radiates coldness.

"The candle is out," Fu Youyun squatted down carefully, holding on to a slender jade spoon, "just light it again."

"It's about to go out, so pick out the wick."

As he said that, Fu Youyun gently picked up the wick of the candle with the spoon in his hand and stood upright.

The fire light became brighter and brighter, and then this cluster of light jumped up gently.

Feng Quan asked: "If the blower is turned off, will the person die?"

Fu Youyun: "Not stupid."

Feng Quan felt rather baffled, why this meeting, Master Fu Youyun seemed to be targeting him.Did he abduct his child?

A group of candles that were about to go out were re-lit. Fu Youyun looked at the candlelight in front of him silently for a while, then stood up and said, "Okay, let's go back."

Yin Cong, who had been silent since he came in, suddenly said:

"You are like this, is it against life and death, against the way of heaven?"

Fu Youyun turned to look at him.

Yin Cong looked straight at him.

Fu Youyun turned to look away, turned around to look at the entire hall, and said: "The way of heaven really does not allow me to do this, and even to avoid selfishness, I have evil thoughts, which has caused the current situation like a celestial master, and the world management is half dead and half alive. However, this It doesn't prevent me from planning to become a... treacherous minister."

He turned around and looked up the hall, "I have no reason or thoughts, no wishes and desires."

Feng Quan joked: "If that's the case, then why do you want to be a treacherous minister? Is it possible that you will be given death one day in the future?"

Fu Youyun didn't even refute, but just said:

"Look over there."

Above the many candles shining with warm light, there is a transparent candle in the center of the hall.

It is not made of wax, but carved with jade.Even the flames are made of jade, reflecting the light of thousands of other candles.

Motionless, never changing, not burning shortened, not extinguished.Because it is made of stone.

"That's my soul lamp." Fu Youyun said.

In the next moment, several people had already left the hall.But Fu Youyun didn't say anything, and walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

Feng Quan turned around and looked in the direction he left.

The villagers outside gradually got airy, the shoulder fire became brighter and brighter, and then another cluster appeared on the other side, and another cluster appeared on the forehead.The three clusters of flames were so inconspicuous, they seemed to be burning fiercely, and then disappeared in the body.

Fu Youyun walked in the middle of these suddenly reborn villagers and walked away slowly.

Feng Quan looked at his back in a daze.

That is a human body, walking in the world, but having nothing.There is no excitement, only silence.

However, as long as there is one person in the world, he can keep walking and walking along the shoulders of good and evil.

Fu Yihua was exhausted from fighting with these ghosts who would come out of the darkness at any time.Here he can't borrow the spiritual power of heaven and earth, he can only use brute force to tear these brats apart.He seemed to be an ordinary person rather than a respected elder in the family.An... ignorant, incompetent, and weak ordinary person.

His body was already covered with scars, his ankle was scratched again by something that appeared out of nowhere, blood was dripping instantly, all the flesh and skin were gone, and the bones could be seen deep.Fu Yihua staggered and looked at Fu Zhenxuan over there.

Fu Zhenxuan's condition was even worse than his. He was exhausted before he came here, but now he was injured so badly that he couldn't see his original face clearly.A ghost had stretched out its sharp nails and attacked Fu Zhenxuan's abdomen violently.Fu Zhenxuan staggered and fell to the ground in pain.Looking up, a ghost with a distorted face, half of his body hidden in the darkness, was holding a piece of bright red steaming meat, and gnawed it bit by bit.

Fu Zhenxuan had a severe pain in his abdomen, and he knew it was the flesh on his stomach.He covered his abdomen with one hand to prevent the viscera and intestines from flowing out, and his eyes were open:

"Dare you!!"

The ghost grinned slowly, blood staining his lips and half of his face.

At this time, Fu Yihua also fell beside Fu Zhenxuan, struggled to get up, covered his chest and coughed, panicking:

"What to do, Great Elder?"

Fu Zhenxuan expressed grief and indignation: "Could it be that... the heavens are going to kill me. As the Fu family's celestial master, I have the power to punish evil and cut evil. How could I die here like this!"

All the ghosts around gathered around, grinning and grinning.But Fu Yihua somehow felt that these ghosts were laughing at them.

"Fayin, my Fayin!" Fu Zhenxuan suddenly thought of something, and quickly groped the ground with one hand, with a crazy expression on his face.Fu Yihua smiled bitterly and said:

"It's useless, Great Elder. I tried."

Fu Zhenxuan yelled at him: "You must get out! We are celestial masters, and we are good fortune! How could we just die here like this!"

Fu Yihua no longer had the strength to struggle, and looked at the evil ghost approaching with a grinning grin, and lay down in despair.

Fu Zhenxuan was still hoarse, and then Fu Yihua couldn't hear Fu Zhenxuan's voice.The darkness surged, and the next moment, it turned out to be a white moon in the sky, with a corner missing, hanging in the sky.

Fu Yihua sat up in shock, looked around, and found that this place turned out to be the foot of the mountain.The cold wind was bitter, and the jackdaw wailed mournfully from the wound that pierced into the bone.

"Out... out?"

Next to him lay Fu Zhenxuan, who was covered in blood and whose life was unknown. There were two unconscious people in the distance, Fu Zining and Fu Wei.

Fu Yihua looked at Lingshan in front of him with a dark look, and used a communication charm to summon the elders of the Fu family, so that he could leave here as soon as possible before being discovered by others.

The villagers fell to the ground and fell asleep peacefully, Feng Quan walked past them carefully and returned to the ancestral hall.

Inside Yin Cong and ghosts are ready.Yin Cong looked at Feng Quan, asking questions.

Feng Quan shrugged, saying that he did nothing when he went out.

Yin Cong looked at Feng Xingyi who was opposite him again.Feng Xingyi also looked at him quietly.

Yin Cong pursed his lips, and finally made a move.

He lifted his palms together, and a mysterious wave spread out like wrinkles on the water surface.The next moment, soft light emerged, and a book slowly appeared in the void.

life book.

Two golden small characters in seal script were on the footer, and then slowly unfolded.Yin Cong looked at the ghost opposite with a serious face.

"You've figured it out, haven't you?"

"I've been waiting for this moment for 200 years."

"They go to die, and your soul also goes away."

"It should have been like this a long time ago, you can't reincarnate, you can dissipate." The black energy on his body was sucked into his body, and he briefly recovered his original appearance.As if the ink has faded, he is still white and black.

He looked at Yin Cong and smiled. "Death and rebirth are two similar things. It doesn't matter."

The book of fate suddenly burst into light, covering the entire room in an instant.

At the same time, Feng Xingyi was also enveloped.Countless souls came out of his body.It was like flying catkins, fluttering and scattered, like dots of light, all fell into the fate book one by one.

And these souls escaped from Feng Xingyi, leaving numerous holes in his soul.These souls occupied his entire body, now that they left, Feng Xingyi was about to collapse.

"I picked them up at the foot of the mountain ten years ago."

Feng Xingyi didn't seem to know that his whole soul was disintegrating little by little, he looked to Feng Quan at the side:

"After the tragic death, there was a lot of resentment, but I looked at them, and I didn't really hurt anyone. You help them."

Feng Quan looked at the female ghost in a black dress and the child standing beside her, and nodded:

"can."

"Let's see for me what it looks like outside."

Feng Quan smiled, "No."

Before Feng Xing could show his astonishment, the last soul on his body also left.The fate book was slowly closed, the light dissipated, and Feng Xingyi himself gradually became nothingness.

He sighed, "If you can't, then you can't. I saw the scenery of the thousand-year-old mausoleum, and after all, I couldn't see what the new world has become outside. It's a pity."