My nemesis wants to tear down my CP every day

"Aji."

The poor ghost looked at the collapsed bamboo house in front of him with a serious face.

This is the sixth building that has collapsed in ten days.

oh of course.

It wasn't just the six bamboo houses that collapsed, but also the surrounding stone benches, gazebos, and bridges across the mountain stream.

Wait, wait, something that appeared beside Kou Ji.

It is also due to his low divine power now that he cannot affect the nearby fairy mountains.

Otherwise, a landslide would not be impossible.

Kou Ji lowered his head, not even daring to lift his head, and replied softly: "God, I was wrong."

He who had followed the poor ghost was cleaned up now.

Although he was dressed in a dusty robe like the poor ghost, but it couldn't hide his handsome appearance.

That's right, which god who can ascend to the upper realm doesn't look good?

Unless there are some special hobbies, I don't like to be good-looking.

Otherwise, they are all very good-looking.

Looking at the pitiful little boy with his head bowed in front of him, the poor ghost sighed and rubbed his head.

"Forget it, I can't blame you for that."

The little boy, who was not crying at first, shed tears after being rubbed on the head by the poor ghost.

He is an ominous man, disliked from birth.

His parents abandoned him.

His adoptive parents were also dragged down by him and finally abandoned him.

Walking around the world alone and helpless, he suffered all kinds of stares and insults.

Being beaten is even more commonplace.

No one has ever been so nice to him.

Even if he caused so much trouble, in the end, he just said softly "don't blame him".

Kou Ji felt very guilty.

Lord Poor God is so kind to him, he shouldn't cause him any more trouble.

Shangshen, who originally only needed to walk freely with the wind, now has to stay in a fixed place because of him, suffering from the worry of stepping on the house.

It shouldn't be.

Seeing Kou Ji crying all the time, the poor ghost was also very helpless.

But since he has never raised a child, he doesn't know how to coax such a young boy.

I had no choice but to rub his head again, and turned around to tidy up the collapsed bamboo house.

The heavens are not always sunny and sunny, but also windy and rainy.

Kou Ji is still young and needs a fixed residence to grow up.

A bamboo house is always better than a stone house.

At least he wasn't around when it collapsed, and when it was too late to take the little hapless bastard away, he wouldn't hurt him.

The poor ghost, who was so absorbed in rebuilding the house, didn't notice Kou Ji's mental activities.

The child was thinking that if he didn't get bored, he would leave secretly.

In the middle of the night, Kou Ji secretly got up in the newly built bamboo house.

want to leave.

It's just that with his unlucky physique, what can he do?

As soon as I got up, the bed collapsed.

With a bang, Kou Ji fell to the ground, alarming the poor ghost next door.

The house lit up.

The poor ghost stood at the door looking at the little boy on the collapsed bamboo bed, and sighed helplessly.

"It seems that it might be better to sleep directly on the ground tomorrow."

Seeing the poor ghost thinking about him, Kou Ji couldn't help crying again.

Kneeling and sitting in the ruins of the collapsed bamboo bed, he choked up and said: "I am an ominous person, and I will only bring endless suffering to those around me."

"Continuing to stay by Shangshen's side will only bring endless troubles to Shangshen."

"Kou Ji is very grateful for God's help. If he is lucky in this life, he will definitely repay God!"

Speaking of which, Kou Ji struggled out of the ruins of the bamboo bed while crying, and walked towards the door, wanting to leave.

He was grabbed by the poor ghost at the door.

The poor ghost was angry and laughed at the same time, thinking that the child really wanted to come out.

But he is a kind boy.

It's just bad luck that he got such a daunting power.

Just like him.

Slow down your tone as much as possible, and ask him gently: "Where are you going?"

Kou Ji sobbed and replied, "No, I don't know."

He didn't know where to go.

Maybe, it counts wherever you go.

Sighing, the poor ghost dragged Kou Ji out of the bamboo house, to the peach tree outside the bamboo house.

It turns out that there are two stone benches and a stone table here.

It was also broken the day before yesterday.

Now only the broken stone pier can make do to sit on.

He pulled Kou Ji to sit on the stone pier.

As soon as I sat down, the newly built bamboo house collapsed again.

There is no way, divine power and emotions are also related.

Now Kou Ji is in a bad mood, his divine power fluctuates a bit violently, and it's normal to trample on the house.

I saw the house collapsed again.

Kou Ji couldn't control it anymore, and burst into tears.

I cried so sad that I hiccupped.

The poor ghost quickly hugged him in his arms, coaxing him non-stop.

"Don't cry, it's not your fault. I don't blame you either, don't cry."

This is the heart of the poor.

He really didn't blame Kou Ji.

Kou Ji's supernatural power is really unlucky.

But it's not his fault either.

Kou Ji was still young, so he ascended to the heaven inexplicably and became a little fairy.

But he doesn't know how to control divine power.

It is indeed not his will to affect the surrounding environment.

And with the passage of time and the improvement of his divine power, this influence will only increase.

But it's not something out of your control.

He can teach him how to control divine power and control the influence within a certain range.

At least the house didn't collapse, and something was broken... That's not a big deal.

Patting Kou Ji's back lightly with his palm, the poor ghost comforted him and said, "Now you are still young, and you don't know how to control divine power, but you can learn these things."

"When you ascend to the god position, you will have stronger control. At that time, the house will never collapse again. Don't be so sad."

Although it will still be unlucky, it is a small matter and can be tolerated.

Sucking his nose, Kou Ji opened his clear eyes, which had been washed by tears, and looked at the poor man expectantly.

"Really? Can I do it?"

Holding Kou Ji in his arms, the poor ghost caressed his hair and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, I will take you to improve your divine power. Now, go to sleep."

Comforted by the poor ghost, Kou Ji finally stopped crying and fell asleep in his arms.

The poor ghost sighed softly, a little tangled.

"It's a bit difficult to raise a child. How do those mortals raise their children? If you have a chance in the future, you can take Aji to try it together."

After that, the poor ghost began to lead Kou Ji on the road of upgrading, which made the whole heaven panic.

But helpless.

Lihentian? Tushita Palace;

boom!

After a loud bang, the sky was filled with smoke and dust.

Along with the smoke and dust came out the Taishang Laojun whose beard was dyed black, leading him two little boys who should have been carved in powder and jade.

He ran out of the alchemy room in disgrace.

"Cough cough cough!! It exploded again, this is the fourth time in three months! Poor ghost! What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Taishang Laojun was so angry that his beard flew into the sky.

He stared at the cloud in the sky, wishing he could just break it up and forget it!

The poor ghost lay on the cloud with Kou Ji in his arms, and asked gently: "What Laojun said is wrong, I'm going with the wind, what's wrong?"

Taishang Laojun was so angry that blue veins popped on his forehead: "Then your wind is really punctual! Every time you take the time to blow over when I am about to turn on the furnace?!"

Faced with the Taishang Laojun's questioning, the poor ghost still replied very gently: "I don't know about this god, maybe I have to ask Fengshi Yubo to find out."

"Otherwise, how about we go to the Emperor of Heaven to sue Fengshi together?"

Taishang Laojun gasped for breath, but he couldn't refute.

For three months, the poor ghost has always spoken in this gentle and soft manner.

Obviously he did it on purpose, but there is no rule in the heavens that does not allow gods to go with the wind.

Even if he deliberately landed on top of your Tushita Palace, and he didn't do anything, what can you do to him?

However, he did nothing!

The little thing in his arms has a big effect!

This unlucky reminder is really like a reminder, as long as you walk past it once, it will explode the furnace!

Taishang Laojun said angrily: "What is going on, so that you will not be blown to my side by the wind!"

The poor ghost just sat upright on the cloud at this time, and replied shyly: "The little god really has a merciless request. Every time Laojun opens the furnace, he can give some of the pills to the little god, so that the useless child beside me Hurry up and be promoted to the god position, maybe you won't cause Laojun to blow up for no reason anymore, right?"

Taishang Laojun was so angry that he blew his beard, but finally held back the breath.

Flipping his hands, he summoned a medicine gourd and threw it to the little boy beside him, and then returned to Tushita Palace with a flick of his robe sleeves.

Holding the medicine gourd, the little boy walked towards the poor ghost in fear.

The poor ghost recruited the medicine gourd into his hand, smiled and led Kou Ji away from Tushita Palace.

Head to the next place where the autumn wind blows.

In the entire heaven, all the gods who can refine weapons and alchemy were all taken by the poor ghost to Kouji.

Don't want to fry the furnace while refining alchemy?

Then buy peace for the benefits.

Otherwise, the poor ghost would sit on the cloud with Kou Ji, smiling and waiting for the sound.

unhappy?

Want to fight?

Poor ghosts are not afraid.

His divine power made it impossible for him to keep any magic weapon, so it was enough for others to face him?

Anyway, none of the gods in the heaven dared to face the poor ghost head-on.

Otherwise, the handy weapon and magic weapon I used would blow up and be destroyed inexplicably, that is, I would go to the Emperor of Heaven and cry, and I would not be able to come back after crying to death.

Previously, these gods were only annoyed by the sight of poor ghosts.

Now, seeing the poor ghost with Kou Ji is scary.

Can't wait to move the whole family, can't afford to hide?

Annoyed and scared.

Originally, if relying on Kou Ji's own strength, it would take thousands of years to finally ascend to the god position.

But now it's hard, and after only ten years, he was fed to the god position by the poor ghost with pills.

When Kou Ji ranks among the gods and becomes the God of Decline, the divine power that can control him will not unconsciously spread to others outside.

The poor ghost stopped this behavior of beating the autumn wind.

Take Kou Ji to wander in the heavens, living a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

Kou Ji, who is already 20 years old, follows the poor ghosts with the wind and wanders around the heavens.

Falling from the cloud again, Kou Ji sighed and asked, "My lord, don't you regret taking me with you, the unlucky ghost?"

The poor ghost once again summoned a cloud, jumped on it, lay down on his side and laughed, "Why do you regret it?"

"I also want to thank you for appearing in my life and making me no longer alone."

"Aji, in the endless days to come, we will only have each other like now, will you get bored?"

Kou Ji replied affirmatively: "Of course not!"

The poor ghost smiled, as bright as a peach blossom.

"That's it. From now on, the two of us will depend on each other for life. I will call you Aji, and you can call me as well. Just ghost."

Kou Ji's eyes were like stars, shining with dazzling brilliance, and he called softly, "Ghost."

Kou Ji: I just want to thank you for appearing in my life and bringing me warmth, ghost.

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Next to Mingsi Reincarnation Pool, there is a small bamboo house made of black bamboo.

Just like the one where the poor ghost and Kou Ji once lived in the heaven.

The poor ghost sat beside the bamboo bed in the bamboo house, looking at Kou Ji with only the soul body and closed eyes.

Tang Xin's sacrifice brought everyone's rebirth.

But because Kou Ji's body was broken, even his soul was shattered by the meteorite attack.

It is impossible to restore the previous state, and it is already the best result to be reorganized into the soul.

But soul reorganization is not that easy.

Needs to be nurtured and cared for.

The best place to cultivate the soul is the reincarnation pool of the underworld.

For a year after the war, the poor ghosts were guarding Kou Ji's spirit by the pool of reincarnation, waiting for his return.

And during this time, the poor ghost was supported by the memories of the past.

Only in this way can he firmly believe that Kou Ji will definitely come back.

Definitely will come back.

Because he was in a state of mind and soul, Kou Ji was cold all over his body.

Holding Kou Ji's hand, the poor ghost leaned against the bamboo bed and murmured.

"Aji..."

This kind of call, during this year, the poor ghost never stopped.

Just never got a response.

The poor ghost has gotten used to it, and just wants to call him to comfort the depression in his heart.

But this time, it is destined to be different.

The person who had never responded before moved his fingers lightly with the call of the poor ghost.

The blow was weak, but the poor ghost caught it.

The godless eyes of the poor ghost suddenly brightened up, fearing to startle the person on the bed, he called softly again: "Aji."

Kou Ji's eyelids trembled a few times this time.

Then slowly open it.

He looked at the roof in confusion, without moving.

The poor ghost clenched Kou Ji's hand excitedly, calling out in a trembling voice, "Aji! You're awake!"

Kou Ji turned his head slowly, looking at the excited poor ghost beside him.

He asked calmly, "Who are you?"

The poor ghost clenched Kou Ji's hand, and his heart flinched.

"Aji, you don't remember me?"

Kou Ji blinked, and said softly, "The A Ji you're talking about is me?"