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Chong Gui blinked, and looked at Gong Wu Nian hastily: "Master..." He looked around again, but there was no trace of the direction that should be indicated after the operation.

Gong Wunian had just shared a sliver of spiritual consciousness into the tracking technique of the return, and he knew what the return had seen.

He couldn't help but feel a little funny: "It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia."

The return is unknown, so: "Master, what's wrong?"

"Return, do you know who you just saw?"

"I don't know."

"It's Guihou himself."

Returning to his eyes and condensing slightly: "It's him?" He took back the golden seal and white shadow: "Could it be that he is the mastermind behind this puppet?"

Gong Wunian yawned: "It's probably not far from ten. We have met again and again, it seems that we are really destined to be with this ghost."

Returning to the eyes, there was some doubt: "But where should we find him? Maybe it's because the disciple is not good at learning, and the tracking technique didn't work."

"It's because it didn't work." Gong Wunian waved his hand, looked at Zhong Gui meaningfully, and then continued: "You can chase after that kind of place, it's already amazing."

Shen Lan looked at the two of them, not knowing what charades they were playing, and couldn't help but ask, "Master, what is that place?"

Gong Wunian glanced at him, pointed down with a finger, and said with a smile: "Hell, the land of the nether world."

"What, what!" Shen Lan was surprised.

Xuanying's eyes also widened slightly, and a hint of disbelief flashed in the depths of her eyes when she looked at the return.

Since ancient times, the underworld has controlled reincarnation, which is the only method for the operation of all things in the world. If there is a slight discrepancy, the world will be shaken.It is rumored that the ancient seven gods worked together to set up an enchantment to protect the underworld, where it can be said to be invincible.Yunshizhou, Yaochuan, and the former Ten Thousand Devils' Nest, it can be said that there are only a handful of powerful people in these three realms who can link the hell.It is unfathomable that this person's tracking technique can reach such a level.It seems that those who can stay with Gong Wunian are definitely not ordinary people.

Shen Lan obviously knew something, and he looked at Zhong Gui with some confusion, and once again he felt that he probably never saw through this friend: "In the future, if anyone dares to say that your talent is not good, I will be the first to smack him." .”

Gong Wunian embraced Guigui's shoulders: "Okay, I'm tired after working for so long. Go back to the inn to rest for a day, and we'll talk later at night."

Shen Lan was a little puzzled: "Is there anything else to say? Are we going to go into the underworld to catch that ghost? But apart from the ghost craftsman left in the underworld, there is no living thing that can enter and leave the underworld?"

Gong Wunian turned back to Shen Lan and showed a mysterious smile: "Why not? That's because you are too young and have little experience."

After all, he directly took the return and headed towards the inn.

Shen Lan looked at Gong Wunian's back, paused, hissed lightly, ignored Xuanying next to her, and followed quickly.

......

Returning's ears turned red.

Several people came to the inn last time and asked for three rooms.

Four people, three rooms.

......cough.

Xuan Ying and Shen Lan don't talk about Gong Wunian, but they must return to be with him.

Even the reasons are unreasonable and irresistible:

"Four people, four rooms, it's too extravagant. I don't care about the two of them being self-willed, and you will be the most obedient again."

"Hey, Master has been in seclusion for many years, and his surroundings are very deserted, and he doesn't like to be alone. If you come back, you can stay with me."

"Okay, that's it."

Gong Wunian paid the rent, dragged her back and went to the room.

The two who had no desire to communicate with each other returned to their rooms.

Gong Wunian looked really tired, went back to the room and closed the door.He floated to the bedside, and waved to Chong Gui who was standing stupidly by the side: "You've been busy all night, aren't you tired? Come here and have a rest."

Chong Gui blushed and shook his head slightly: "I'm not tired of Master, you go to bed first."

Gong Wunian leaned against the bed, the loose robe made him look more gentle and casual, his skin was a little pale against the black clothes, his peach blossom eyes looked over lightly, how could a pure and good boy resist.

Huigui gave up without resisting for a long time: "...Okay."

He was indeed a little tired.

But since he came down from the mountain, he rarely has free time. He originally wanted to meditate and practice, but now that the master is here, he can't do it.

Gong Wunian turned his body sideways, signaling him to sleep inside.Returning hesitantly, blushing, he took off his shoes and went to bed.

Returning to lie down, put his hands together in front of his chest, glanced at Gong Wunian next to him, and said with a red face, "Master, I'm going to sleep." Something was wrong, he became even more embarrassed, and closed his eyes tightly.

But Gong Wunian was quite at ease, leaned in, half leaned and patted his head with a smile: "Sleep, sleep."

Returning to close his eyes, he happened to miss the unintentional expression of love in Gong Wunian's probing eyes.

During the past two days, he continued to perform spells, which did wear out his body. Perhaps it was because Gong Wunian was by his side that his heart of returning became extraordinarily stable. Gong Wunian seemed to have a familiar smell, It was some kind of fragrance that he couldn't name. The smell lingered on the tip of his nose, and his consciousness of returning soon became blurred. After a while, he fell into sleep completely.

It wasn't until his breathing was completely stable that Gong Wunian's body moved slightly and sat up straight.

Seeing that even the sleeping posture was meticulously returned, Gong Wunian smiled a little from the corner of his eyes, and lightly touched the return with his index finger, after confirming that he did not respond.Gong Wunian became interested, stretched out his claws, and helped Chong Gui change his posture.

Gong Wunian looked at it, and was not very satisfied, so she changed into a more exaggerated posture, looked left and right, and chuckled softly.

However, this movement didn't last long, and he saw his own body move, and unexpectedly returned to the original posture with his hands on his chest.There was no change in the rise and fall of his breathing, as if he was born with only this one position when he slept, and it could only be this one position.Seeing this, Gong Wunian froze for a moment, then shook his head helplessly:

In the past few days of acquaintance, Hui Hui's character is actually very clear.Pure and kind, extremely patient, and a kind of stubbornness that is rarely seen in mortals.

This may or may not be good for the return.

Recalling what Shen Lan once said, on the way to escape, I encountered a returning soul who was particularly powerful. It should be noted that the reincarnated soul is different from the soul of the living. The former is the weakest state of a monk. Under the circumstances, under the blessing of Returning, Shen Lan was able to escape Yaochuan's heavy soldiers. Gong Wunian couldn't help but wonder who Returning to the previous life was.

Is his fragile meridian related to his previous life experience?

This is also one of the reasons why Gong Wunian requested to live together again.

He was in a hurry to see it in the ghost city that time, and this time he wanted to check his returned body carefully.

He has nothing else but to know a lot, live a long life, and have strong mana.As long as he helps Chong Gui take good care of him, he won't worry that his meridians won't return to normal.

Gong Wunian's fingers lightly pressed on the return pulse, gentle internal force poured in at an extremely slow speed, and he began to check inch by inch.