On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

"rustle……"

The warm sun shines on the branches, the sky is high and the clouds are light today, the wind slips through the gaps, and the waves rush forward like waves.

The beautiful bird perched on the branch, squinting and looking into the distance.

He suddenly felt a sense of loneliness, the branches trembled, and asked: Are you leaving too.

Many people have gone, gone to far away heaven, never to return.

Only he stays here,? because he is a tree rooted in the ground.

If the tree moves its roots, it will die.

He was sad, but Fenghuang turned his head, and pecked him mercilessly with a sound of "du".

……

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The bird's beak seemed to hit his forehead, and the pain was terribly painful. Fang Yuan woke up from his dream, and unconsciously took a breath.

He was lying on the dirt,? It just rained last night, and he got wet just lying on the ground,? Dry again.

Fang Yuan worked hard for a long time before he stood up,? He looked up, put his hands together, and struggled to climb out of the mud pit.

He dug this hole, and his digging fingers were almost broken. As a result, the passage to Fusang was not dug out, and he passed out.

Fortunately, he was lucky. If a monster jumps out nearby when he was unconscious, he might have died.

Fang Yuan's lips were thirsty, so he took out a water jug ​​and drank a full one, only then did he feel alive.But when he looked at the ground, his brain was still dizzy, and he always felt that something was about to hit him, and his head was broken and bloody, and he called his name sternly.

He raised a cat a long time ago, and he was locked in the firewood room, and couldn't get out, so he starved to death.

Fang Yuan pressed his forehead, closed his eyes, and stopped thinking about it.

The side effects of Mayfly Pill have passed, and his cultivation base has not dropped again. Next, as long as he finds a good place to meditate carefully, he will soon be able to return to the third level of mastering.

Fang Yuan wiped his lips, didn't turn his head back, and jumped up with his spiritual power, brushed across the treetops, and swept away into the distance.

……

The rain was cool, and Fang Yuan quickly rushed to the nearest town.As soon as he landed, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he became vigilant.

It's very ghostly.

The layout of this town is the same as in Mortal Realm, but everything is reversed, including the words written on the signboard.The "people" walking on the road also exuded sinister blood, and one raised his head like a demonstrator, grinning at Fang Yuan.

All the "people" looked over.

Fang Yuan suddenly had a bad feeling, did he really return to Yang Realm?

It just so happened that the wind blew, and the paper money all over the floor was rolled up, making it look colder and weirder.Fang Yuan continued to move forward until he saw a dilapidated inn, and walked in.

He was alone in the inn.

"Is anyone there?" Fang Yuan asked.

Suddenly giggles came from the second floor, and a woman with heavy makeup leaned against the railing silently, she combed her hair in a high bun, and the corners of her eyes twitched slightly: "Young gentleman, why did you come to this place? "

As soon as she stroked her temple hair, she walked down in a blink of an eye and walked around Fang Yuan.

"Excellent, excellent." The woman's eyes were pitiful, her fingertips were trembling, and she wanted to paste it.Fang Yuan let her salivate, but when those blue hands were about to touch him, his spiritual power was released, and the breath of Shui Qinglian rushed out, knocking the "woman" out.

The ghost lady screamed and hid behind the counter, trembling, her beauty was bright, she was so pitiful.

But her fangs were exposed, and a large part of her arm was melted.

Fang Yuan was not confused, and his voice was cold: "Is this still the ghost world?"

Seeing that the beauty trick was useless, the ghost lady stopped her weeping hands, her jaw split open, and she climbed onto the counter as weak and boneless.The back half of her body was twisted, but her voice was extremely soft: "That's right, sir, did you enter by mistake?"

She is obviously very knowledgeable about current affairs, and she explained the situation clearly without Fang Yuan asking too much.

Fang Yuan frowned more and more as he listened.He did not return to the Yang world, Fusang's teleportation process went wrong, and he was sent to the outer Yin world.There are all kinds of walking dead, ghosts and ghosts here, and it is a real land of the dead.

I don't know how many souls who could not be reincarnated stayed in the vulva world, and death was like life, and towns like the mortal world sprang up underground.

Even though ghosts can't eat or sleep, they still enjoy it.

"This is Qiangze, Fengdu's subordinate, facing Huangquan," the ghost lady licked the desk with a snake-like red tongue, and looked at Fang Yuan with blurred eyes, "This is a good place, Mr. Wang wants to stay here." here?"

Fang Yuan looked away: "How can I go back to Yang Realm."

The ghost lady giggled and said, "Lang Jun wants to go out? Then we have to wait until the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month, the time of Zhongyuan."

Fang Yuan pursed his lips tightly: "It's been so long, is there a way to hurry up?"

"Yes, yes," said the lady ghost, "the gate of ghosts in the Chu River Realm has been opened... But sir, I advise you not to go there."

Fang Yuan remembered something.

Chujiang Realm may be the ghost domain that made a deal with the demon world, so the gate of the ghost world is opened wide, in order to attract ghosts and cause chaos in the northern border.

Its exit in the west field, I am afraid that it has become a purgatory on earth, and the hatred is soaring, even if a saint enters by mistake, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not make a mistake, let alone a mere apprentice.

Fang Yuan can only sigh that the ghost world is easy to enter and difficult to exit.

The well where he was dragged down by the bergamot vine before was an entrance.In addition, any dark place among the people may attract ghosts and disasters, and it is not new to go wrong in the middle of the night.

But getting out is not that easy.

Fang Yuan thought for a while, but he wasn't really in a hurry.Mo Xiaofan has Xie Qingshu with him, so there will be no major problems, and Mu Qiwu is in seclusion, so he won't be able to see him for the time being.Except for the hard-won bergamot vine which was in Xie Qingshu's hands, everything else was pretty stable.

So Fang Yuan said: "I want to stay here, what kind of payment do you want?"

Ghost lady: "Just the spirit stone, nothing else."

Fang Yuan counted several middle-grade spirit stones and gave them to her: "I don't want anyone to disturb you, understand?"

"My family knows," the ghost lady's tone changed, becoming a little ambiguous, "Your Majesty, the murderous aura on your body is so weak. My family has never seen a monk like you. Walking in the ghost world, you should be careful."

She seemed to have some deep meaning, Fang Yuan glanced at her and went upstairs.

……

After a few days of meditation, Fang Yuan's strength returned to its heyday.

Fortunately, he got a lot of resources from Lan Zhizong, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to survive the next few months in the ghost world.

The food and water here cannot be contaminated by him. Once he eats something from the ghost world, he will never go back.

What's more, who knows what kind of food they cook, Fang Yuan completely lost his appetite after seeing a pig demon make a ghost and stew himself in an iron pot.

And a wedding ceremony a few days later made him fully understand what the ghost lady meant.

In the world of ghosts, living people are rare, and if one appears once in a while, as long as it is good-looking, it will become the object of competition.

In the past, the ghost kings in Funing City were no more than eighteenth-tier people, and the real big boss in the ghost world was only the king of Hades from the ten directions.They occupy ten ghost domains, with Fengdu as the core, defending this underground world.

These kings of the ghost world, all cultivation bases are above the heavenly disability, the power is bestowed by heaven, and there is no worry about life expectancy, so they are naturally greedy for the warmth of the mortal world.

Fang Yuan opened the curtain slightly, and saw the wedding procession parading through the street. The bride was sitting in the red sedan chair with a veil hanging down her face, with a dazed expression on her face.

I don't know whether it is joy or sorrow.

Being married by the ghost king is a great thing for some mortals. From then on, they can live comfortably and have a high status.For others, it is unacceptable, and it is scary to share the bed with ghosts.

The leading ghost servant seemed to smell something strange, and looked towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan closed the window before he found out, and from then on, when he went out, he would open the array and disguise himself as a member of the ghost world.

There is no difference between day and night in the vulva world, but there are times of change.Every "daytime", the red lanterns on the street will be extinguished one by one, only to see the twilight in the sky.And every "night", there will be bright lights, hundreds of ghosts walking at night, and noisy voices and colors.

The most here is the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion.

Being a ghost is much happier than being a human being. As long as you exchange what you like and what you want, both parties will be extremely happy.

Out of curiosity, Fang Yuan went to visit the ghost market.He was wearing a mask and holding a lamp. Under the dim shadow of the lamp, his side face reflected the prosperous world, but it seemed like a gentle and beautiful fantasy.

When the wind blows, it dissipates.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, the lips were plump and red.

It all fell into the eyes of one person.

The man also wore a ghost mask and a black robe, gentle and refined, but his gaze kept on the young man.Seeing this, the people next to him suggested, "Wang Jia, do you want to take it back?"

He looked at it for a long time, then rubbed his fingers: "Don't hurt him."

"Yes."

The ghost escaped into the crowd, and after a while, Fang Yuan realized that someone was following him.

He paused, trying to blend into the crowd and get rid of those who were following him, but those auras followed him like a shadow, obviously his cultivation was not low.

The visitor is not good.

Fang Yuan's eyes darkened, and he walked forward calmly.At this moment, the coercion came, and the flow of people in the whole street suddenly stopped, as if the pause button was pressed, and it was frozen at a certain moment.

Standing far away was a man with half a jade crown and a black cloak, walking towards him step by step.

He wears a mask.

Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then realized that this person was not Xiao Qing.

His demeanor is too elegant, and his figure is also more muscular, he looks like a general, his steps are calm and firm, not as loose and dangerous as Xiao Qing.

"I have no ill intentions towards you," the man lowered his head, looking at Fang Yuan with iron gray eyes under the mask, "you don't have to be afraid."

Fang Yuan held the ceremony: "Dare to ask Your Excellency Gao's name."

"Gaozhang."

Fang Yuan's eyelashes twitched, Gao Zhang, one of Yama of the Ten Directions, King of Guangling.

"I don't know why your honor is looking for a disciple."

King Guangling reached out and took off his mask.

At that moment when the fireworks were gone, Fang Yuan's dantian was running wildly, finally broke free from the coercion, jumped up, and the aura of Taoism was undoubtedly revealed.

The "human" stream lifted the ban at that moment:

"You Daoist has sneaked in!"

"Where?!"

Without hesitation, Fang Yuan crushed the Thousand Miles Teleportation Talisman as quickly as possible. No matter where it goes, it is better than being caught as a male favorite!

And King Guangling didn't stop him, and stood with his hands behind his back, still holding the mask in his hands.

After a while, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Chasing."

"Yes!"

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