After thousands of people suspected of being demoted to Pluto

Resisting until the whole body pumped up, the strong breath of death that was deeply embedded in the soul spread all over the body!

Gu Qingchi was born in the death place of the heavens, and will die in the extremely dark realm where ghosts howl!In his life, he had never really seen his own light.

All gods are created and born by their parents, only him, I don't know who created it, I don't know who was thrown away, the idea of ​​being born stubbornly is still Gu Qingchi in the spirit ball period, constantly absorbing the dying gods through the tough shell The remnant soul, lingering on his last breath.

There are never gods who die normally in the land of death in the heavens. They are all gods who die abnormally due to force majeure, or are created with defects in divine power and cannot hatch.

They have no spiritual consciousness, only the instinctive desire to go out of the province, but they can't resist the coming of death, and those remnants that don't want to disappear, with a very thin and cold remnant, are all swallowed by Gu Qingchi.

Cannian is sticky, dark, and icy cold!It makes him extremely disgusting but unwilling to give up hope of life!As long as the years and months are difficult to swallow!

He has always had a very clear consciousness, he is completely different from those soul embryos that are about to die without being hatched.

He just stayed in the dark and endless land of death day and night just because he was young and lacked divine power, unable to break through the shell. Any god would not be willing to stay for a minute or a second except for throwing the stillborn fetus.

Gu Qingchi was picked up by Emperor Qing from the endless dead energy one day.

Qingdi said that he sensed the guidance of the heavenly way, which cut off the days when Gu Qingchi continued to devour the remnant soul of the stillborn and survived with half his life.

If he continues to soak in the extremely cold and dead place like this, what kind of real monster Gu Qingchi will turn into is uncertain.

When he was about to die, he felt the turbulent and riotous yin and cold divine power in his body, and his conditioned reflex wanted to suppress it. As long as he absorbed a large amount of death air, he could balance himself with the divine power operated by the pure aura of the heavens.

But when he changed his mind, he was about to die, let's riot, what kind of good man is he?

No matter the explosion of divine power blows up the underworld or the world, he is powerless to restore anything.

"boom"

He finally heard the sound, and the divine power surged like a flood. He heard the terrifying screams of the ghosts. Their bodies were blown to pieces, like countless dark fireworks blooming, and the black mist fled in all directions!Vaguely, he seemed to see a tall figure wrapped in black mist, furious.

"Gu Qingchi! I want you to die! How dare you ruin my hard work!"

"Ugh-"

The sound of fury was covered by the fierce and sudden gust of wind, and the screams of the ghosts disappeared, leaving only an empty and dark place.

He was lying on the cold ground in the hunting wind, his eyes seemed to retreat towards the waves, whether there were rolling waves in the calmness.

"I'm not dead?" He was in a trance.

On the wrist is Momo Shensoul, it seems to have recovered all of a sudden, full of energy, blinking its golden eyes actively.

"This is where?"

Unknown to Momo, it pointed the tip of its tail at Gu Qingchi's ring.

The ring is permeated with the mist of ghosts belonging to people who have just died, and it is white without any impurities.

Death does not exceed 24 hours, and the soul is all white.

"Are these... all the ghosts in the three neighborhoods near Jisheng Hospital?" He asked Momo, and Momo blinked in agreement.

He succeeded!

He summoned the soul successfully!

Because the mind kept calling the names of those 1000 people strongly, when he entered this ghost land, they gathered around and silently helped him guide all the ghosts.

Therefore, Gu Qingchi's yin and cold divine power pouring out of the riot just now did not harm them.

"But I still killed a lot of ghosts who shouldn't die, right, Momo. My existence, even if I did a good thing by accident, the consequences will be greater than the bad consequences." He has no surviving ghosts. Fortunately, the joy of saving many souls also faded away, and the whole body was covered with desolation and sadness.

Silently comforting him, he climbed onto Gu Qingchi's shoulder, and pushed his neck against his neck with his small horned head.

In the backyard of the hospital, Zhao Mingde and Song Changye sensed that a large number of ghosts were gathering at Gu Qingchi's direction. They stopped, but they couldn't wake Gu Qingchi up.

From nowhere came a very slight but very clear voice: "Gu Qingchi needs a tribute to meritorious deeds."

The voice called Song Changye: "Come and chant!"

"Why me?" He confiscated a penny from anyone, used the magic weapon to do things, put in physical effort, but he didn't recall anything when he turned around. Not only did he lose face in front of Zhao Mingde, but he also recited it to the person who stole his limelight. Ode to Merit?

joke!He is not willing!

Zhao Mingde knew that the voice was definitely not simple, and Gu Qingchi was definitely not an ordinary person!I think it's because I'm not good at cultivation, and my superiors don't like me, so I let Song Changye do this.

He couldn't help feeling a little inferior, but he still secretly recited the eulogy to Gu Qingchi in his heart, no matter how bad he was, he was better than doing nothing!

But he didn't want something to forcibly cut off his thoughts, and insisted that Song Changye recite, and with the help of a flying sparrow, sprinkled the White Emperor's blood ointment between Song Changye's eyebrows.

There was no sound and the strange air flow disappeared, Zhao Mingde knew that it was the god who had left.

This is how he felt when his master was still alive, when he occasionally asked the gods to come to him.

Naturally, Song Changye was no stranger to this situation, and he quickly understood that the superior wanted this person named Gu Qingchi to be protected by Baidi.

The god asked himself to use the blessing of Baidi's divine power to recite the ode of merit and virtue for Gu Qingchi.

No matter how high he thinks of himself, he doesn't like being lowered by others, but he doesn't dare to disobey God's express instructions.

I had no choice but to recite for Gu Qingchi devoutly.

Song Changye didn't know that all the magical weapons belonging to the Qing Emperor's divine power on him were temporarily isolated.

The only thing Gu Qingchi can absorb is Baidi's divine power.

Seeing that he had nothing else to do, Zhao Mingde took away a pile of talismans filled with nearby residents, and began to call them out of the ring, using spiritual power to guide them home.

After a crisis was resolved, Xuancheng quickly got on the right track amidst the irritability and chaos where many employees were late and lost contact for half a day.

Many people only regard this rare event that thousands of people have slept with as a small talk after dinner, and are quickly overwhelmed by other new events.

Xuancheng is still the small town with a nine-to-five job.

With the blessing of cold divine power belonging to Gu Qingchi, there will never be any evil spirits wanting to enter and run into trouble.

After Gu Qingchi woke up, Song Changye's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he threw an empty bottle on the bed angrily.

Gu Qingchi, who still didn't understand what was going on, looked at his hospital gown and the spotless and quiet white room occupied by two people. Lu Huaichen on the next bed had a very bad expression and was on an IV.

It should have let him out silently, but why should he be hospitalized in the ring?Could it be that the divine power exploded to the extent that it affected the ring?

He didn't have time to talk about Song Nagano's innocent anger with himself, so he hurried to check if the snacks in the ring were still there!

fine!None of the snacks are spoiled!

How did Lu Huaichen get injured so much that he needed an IV?He went to look at Mo Mo, Mo Mo seemed to be in a good mood, and the vertical lines in his eyes were shining with beams of light.

I don't know what it is happy about.

"Gu Qingchi, can you respect me a bit!" Song Changye approached the bed, picked up the little white bottle he threw over, and was heartbroken, "Do you know! How much skill my master used to celebrate Baidi's birthday?" On that day, I got three drops of Baidi's blood! Master used Baidi's blood to concoct this bottle of evil exorcising artifact that weighs only 3 grams! Do you know how precious it is?"

Oh, that is quite precious, Gu Qingchi also noticed that his body was filled with a lot of divine power that did not belong to him.

He looked at the angry Song Changye, and quickly understood why he was angry.

"Why did you use Baidi's blood ointment to save me?" He asked.

When his soul entered the ghost realm, he was struck twice by a savage beam of light. Each time, it was so fierce that his soul had been washed away.Now his body is full of Baidi's divine power, and he quickly repaired his body, but he has no intersection with Baidi, and he has even seen Baidi casually glance at him with disgust.Certainly not because his old man was fine in the heaven and came down to save himself.

Song Changye did this.

"You think I want to save you!" Song Changye knocked on the little white bottle with distress, his voice was super loud, "You pay me! What do you have to pay me for!"

The door of the ward was opened, and Wang Feng looked serious, "What are you shouting for! Our hospital's sound insulation is not good, and someone next door has a heart attack. You almost entered the operating room because of your shouting!"

At this time, Zhao Mingde came in with a tray in his hand, on which were two bowls of steaming white rice porridge.He handed the tray to the nurse at the side, took out two vials from his cloth pocket, thought for a while, took out another two vials, stuffed them to Song Changye, and said with a bit of pain: "This blood can also exorcise ghosts." Elixir, I also collected some by chance, I will compensate you for Mr. Gu, enough is enough!"

The White Emperor is the ruler of the heavens. Although his divine status is lower than that of the Qing Emperor, he is still an extremely sacred existence in the eyes of ascetics.Even if there are only three drops of his blood, it is incomparable to Lu Huaichen, a mortal with supernatural powers.

But at least it can protect Gu Qingchi from Song Changye's anger.

He didn't dare to say that the blood belonged to Lu Huaichen, he was afraid that Song Changye would miss him.

Maybe he is going to encourage Lu Huaichen to sell blood in various avenues to make money!

He only has money in his eyes, although he doesn't know why he summoned his soul together with him uncharacteristically this time, Zhao Mingde's impression of him will not be enhanced because of this incident.

When Song Changye saw Zhao Mingde, the ferocity on his face subsided, and he subconsciously tidied up his clothes. Without even thinking about it, he put away the four small bottles. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll find a ghost to try the effect in a while. , if it doesn’t work, Zhao Mingde, you have to pay me more magic tools to offset it!”

Zhao Mingde was baffled, why did he prevent disasters for others, but in the end he still had to bear all the consequences?

But he knew that Lu Huaichen's blood would definitely be useful, so he vaguely agreed.

Wang Feng was holding up the porridge that was about to cool off, not knowing what the logical relationship between the three of them was, he was a little confused.

Only Gu Qingchi could understand that the moment Song Changye saw Zhao Mingde, his whole body began to feel rootless. He wished he could stand beside him immediately, and his temper also inexplicably diminished. He couldn't help but stare at him when he received the four small bottles. With a smile on his face, he found excuses to rely on Zhao Mingde for no reason.

This cannot be said to be exactly the same as Lu Huaichen's way of pestering him, it can only be said to be exactly the same.

He has been filming for more than three months, and he knows a word called knock cp.

Today is a serious knock.

Qingdi, who was hiding in the corner, rubbed his forehead, felt a little headache, and said to himself: "I don't know how long my suppressed divine power can let him sleep, I hope everything is in time."

"Gu Qingchi, Gu Qingchi, I'm all on you! Hold on!"

The author has something to say: The matter of the walking corpse is not over yet, and there will be an accident at night, just wait for Xiao Gu to be sick, weak, battle-damaged and killed!

Tsk~ I like this!