After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

He was clearly aware of his current situation, and after he asked this fluffy sentence, he gave himself the answer without anyone else answering.

"Let me just say, if people are alive, how can they see gods?"

The old man does not distinguish between gods and ghosts, and regards both Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu as gods.

"It was shown on TV that a monkey died and two gods took him away. Do I want to go with you too?"

Xie Bian wanted to say no, this is a haunted place, and there are ghosts to do things that make people lose their minds, but Fan Wujiu nodded to him.

Huang Weiguo's waist couldn't be straightened for too long, and he couldn't support it for a while and bent back again.

"It's a pity, I haven't seen my son yet, the old lady has something to bring to him, I can't go..."

Fan Wujiu didn't do anything, just stood there waiting for him to talk about the injustice of his life.

Xie Bian seemed to suddenly understand what Fan Wujiu was going to do, he wanted to tell a lie, not expose Huang Weiguo, coax the evil master into a dream and trick him away from here.

The purpose of killing the demon is to save the evil master, so it should be the same to directly take Huang Weiguo out and hand it over to the ghost messenger, but it is a bit troublesome. Not only has Xie Bian never heard of it, but it is also the first time for Fan Wujiu to do it.

Jump over the demons and rescue the demons.

Sure enough, Fan Wujiu said slowly: "You saved the raccoon god in the sky, we are here to pick you up, and we can fulfill your last wish before we leave."

Lao Huang raised his head and looked eagerly: "What god? Is it Xiao Huang? Did he get fat?"

"It is it, it entrusts us to help you."

As soon as Huang Weiguo heard that it was Xiao Huang, he immediately believed it, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "Let me just say, all cats have spirits... Can the god take me to see my son? "

The old man carefully finished his request, and looked devoutly at the black-clothed fairy in front of him.

Fan Wujiu nodded.

Seeing that Fan Wujiu responded, Huang Weiguo hurriedly picked up his dropped things, repacked the steamed buns and plastic bottles, and looked up at the two gods.

"Immortals really look good..." Huang Weiguo muttered in a low voice.

Lao Fan's face was hidden from view, and Xie Bian blushed a little on his cheeks.

"Let's go."

Huang Weiguo raised his leg tentatively, actually broke through the barrier, and happily walked out of the courtyard with his luggage on his back.

Only Xie Bian knew that he was still where he was, and Fan Wujiu just gave him a dream.

In the dream, he was about to embark on the road of finding a son, and was unknowingly brought out of the evil place by Mr. Wuchang.

Xie Bian held the whip in his hand, not knowing what to say.

Fan Wujiu just took off his hood and smiled at him.

This link should be over, Xie Bian thought, it's time to go back.

From the moment Huang Weiguo fell into a dream, the sky became cloudy and the clouds turned into rain. Xie Bian thought this was a harbinger of the collapse of the evil realm.

But Fan Wujiu frowned.

Not good.

Behind the gloom, something is just around the corner.For many years, Fan Wujiu was more vigilant than anyone else.

Sure enough, a huge ghost hand suddenly stretched out from the air, picked up Huang Weiguo who was sitting on the ground and dreamed, and pulled it to the sky.

Before Xie Bian had time to think about it, he swung the police whip from his hand and wrapped it around Huang Huang's rickety waist.

The police whip erupted into a thunderous neigh, and rushed into the sky with a red light.

And the ghost hand hangs down from the gloom, spreading out boundless black clouds.

Under the sky, two strands of spiritual power, one red and one black, competed in the air. Xie Bian gritted his teeth and insisted, not wanting to spoil Lao Huang's sweet dream.

The ghost hand was too powerful, Xie Bian wanted to pull back with all his strength, but was led to row forward.

The handkerchief that Lao Fan wrapped with his own hands drifted to some unknown place, and Xie Bian's palms were rubbed with red marks, but he refused to let go.

"Don't be brave!"

Fan Wujiu wanted to take the police whip to help, but Xie Bian refused: "Go and save Lao Huang!"

Lao Fan looked back hesitantly, then turned around and flew to the black and red intersection in the sky, swung his sickle and slashed at the ghost's hand.

But all illusions in the evil realm are caused by obsession, and the power to take away Huang is so amazing that Fan Wujiu was shocked even tens of meters away with his scythe.

Master Wuchang also has the ability to save people by force, but once this happens, Xie Bian on the ground will definitely be counterattacked with greater force.

It's like a tug of war, if one side of the rope breaks, both sides that are struggling will fall down.

Fan Wujiu froze and hesitated.

Just as he was hesitating for a moment, Xie Bian's hands were not strong enough to resist the ghost's hand, and he couldn't hold on at all, and the long whip slid from the sky.

Thunder and lightning flashed, black mist swallowed red light, and Huang Weiguo, who was still in his dream, was pulled into the clouds.

Can't help.

Xie Bian watched helplessly as the red whip curled up for thousands of meters, and the long-delayed pain finally came. His whole body was so weak that it fell lightly like a thin white paper without the wind blowing.

Fan Wujiu landed from the clouds, caught Xie Bian with one hand, and pressed his fingers between his eyebrows.

A chilly aura with the aroma of pine wood spread into his body from Yintang, Xie Bian was surrounded by bone-piercing cold, but there was endless peace of mind amidst the cold.

"Fool, what are you doing so desperately?"

Fan Wujiu's lips didn't move, but Xie Bian heard his heartfelt through the aura that passed into his body.

Fool.

The old firewood with rosin crackled, and a heavy snow fell outside the cave.

……

Fan Wujiu often called him like this, Xie Bi'an was actually very distressed, he stressed to Fan Wujiu dozens of times with a straight face that he had a name, but the stubborn young man wanted to call him that.

"Fool, why don't you fix the door even if it's broken?"

"Fool, how long have we been here?"

"Fool, if there is a chance to go out, where do you want to go?"

……

"Fool, come out and look at the stars!"

Xie Bi'an didn't want to deal with his endless questions, but was attracted by the stars in his words, ran out of the house, and saw Fan Wujiu sitting on the roof waving to him.

It took a lot of effort to climb up, and Xie Bi'an turned his head: This is underground, where are there any stars?

He was playing fools again.

Xie Bi'an clenched his lower lip, glared at Fan Wujiu, and was about to jump off the roof, but the moment he turned around, someone grabbed his wrist.

Xie Bi'an looked back with anger, wanting to discuss the pros and cons of the teasing with Fan Wujiu, but he was attracted by the scene before him and was too surprised to keep his mouth shut.

Fan Wujiu smiled and raised his hand.

Little green light flew out from his sleeve, covering the small world on the roof, Xie Bi'an seemed to have really visited the sky, and glimpsed the stars in the ground.

Fan Wujiu used the will-o'-the-wisps he collected from the edge of Wuwang City to give him little sparks all over the sky.

"Isn't it nice? The stars in the world are like this, nothing unusual."

Fan Wujiu looked nonchalant, followed Xie Bi'an to raise his head, watching the little green lights gather and then disperse.

The young man stretched out his finger and touched one of them, and the green light flew around his fingertips.

Fan Wujiu picked up Xie Bi'an's hand, and put their fingers together, the little will-o'-the-wisp moved along the fingertips to Xie Bi'an's palm, a small flower, shining brightly in the endless darkness.

"For you, Ghost King's star."

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