Chapter eighty-three, a shocking word

The wooden stick pierced straight into the nostrils of the face, and for a long time, a pair of empty eyes without the whites of the eyes slowly opened and looked at the white waves.

After looking at each other for a long time, the next second, bright red nosebleeds slowly flowed out of the nostrils......

“!!!”

Bai Lang stepped back suddenly, pointed at the face, and said in a panic: "Lan Lan Lan Lan... This thing is alive!"

Erji felt a tingling force from his backbone to his scalp, trembled all over, swallowed saliva and silently hid behind Rong Zhen.

“...... Ah~" Hearing this, the face yawned decently, smacked its lips, and closed its eyes again in a daze.

Lan Qing twisted his eyebrows, stepped forward, took out the wooden stick, and threw it aside. With a white light lingering on his fingertips, he found a small space in the trunk of a tree covered with human faces, and clicked on it.

Suddenly, layers of pale light waves rose from the entire tree, Lan Qing closed his eyes and felt it, and the corners of his lips became tighter and tighter.

After three breaths, open your eyes. He withdrew his hand and took a step back, his gaze a little cold.

"What's the situation?" Bai Lang asked.

Lan Qing softly spit out three words: "Soul Preservation Spell." ”

Rong Zhen dragged his arm, hugged Jing Ci upward, and said in surprise: "Zhaohua, you are not mistaken, right? The Soul Parasitic Spell and the Soul Preservation Spell are counterproductive, how can they be used in the same place?"

If it is said that the purpose of the soul is to suppress and control the soul, then the soul protection spell is to provide for the soul.

The difference is that the object of the soul is the dead soul, while the object of the soul is ...... It's a living soul!

Bai Lang held his chin, and after thinking for a while, he looked at Lan Qing and said, "That is...... Someone trapped these dead souls in a tree, and for some reason, raised the dead souls into living souls, and then fed them with a soul protection charm?"

Lan Qing hummed lightly.

If you want to turn a dead soul into a living soul, then there is only one way, and that is reincarnation.

And it has always been the fairy realm that is in charge of mortal reincarnation, if it was really Wen Yun and the black-robed man, how did they avoid the immortal realm patrol unknowingly, and let so many dead souls fall into the reincarnation path at the same time?

Furthermore, how did they quietly put these souls back into the tree?

Lan Qing looked back at Erji and asked aloud: "You said that you will visit the City Lord's Mansion three times a day, but have you missed any time?" Are you sure you come every day?"

Erji thought for a moment and said, "Before Master passed away, that is, in the first two years, our disciples of the Dushengmen had been guarding the City Lord's Mansion, and they did come every day. Later, when the master was gone, we kept filial piety for him for three months, and no one came to the city lord's mansion to inspect during this period. After that, I was the only one left, and I have been left to this day. ”

So, for three months of five years, no one noticed the tree.

Three months, let so many souls fall into reincarnation, time is completely enough!

"Could it be that someone in the fairy world is helping them?" Rong Zhen suddenly said.

Shicai Erji's words also made him understand that it was impossible to accomplish this with Wen Yun and a demon clan alone.

Bai Lang raised his eyebrows: "You mean, the fairy world has been planted with eyeliner?"

Rong Zhen nodded.

"Poof!hahahaha...... If you hear what the Immortal Emperor hears, your mouth will be crooked! I have to remove you from the immortal list. ”

Rong Zhen tilted his head and muttered: "Eliminate it, eliminate it, I can't wait for it......"

At this time, Jing Ci's little hand gently tugged at his beard, and the little old man immediately came back to his senses and realized that he had blurted out something.

But fortunately, except for the little baby in his arms, no one seems to notice.

Lan Qing said in a deep voice: "Actually, Rong Zhen's words are not completely unreasonable. ”

"Huh?" When Bai Lang heard this, he immediately retracted, Rong Zhen raised his chin and threw away a proud look.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for the time being, keep the tree first, let's go out. ”

Lan Qing spoke, and the other people naturally had no other opinions.

The happiest person is Erji, although he didn't understand a word about the bunch of this soul and that soul that the immortals just said, but he was already very satisfied to be able to take a look at this tree that made his heart chill.

Consciously acting as a guide, he said as he walked: "Lan Xianchang, thanks to you, it is not easy for Jincheng to recover to its current appearance. Why don't I invite you to Ichipinju and try our most famous dishes? ”

Without waiting for Lan Qing to reply, Bai Lang instantly rushed over, grabbed his shoulders and smiled: "Okay, good!"

Rong Zhen snorted lightly: "It's really useless." ”

Seeing that the little man in his arms was still muttering with difficulty, Rong Zhen smiled, deliberately one step behind a few people, and leaned into his ear and said: "Come on, come on, I'll teach you again, learn it quickly......!

Jing Ci nodded, twisting his little brows and imitating Rong Zhen's mouth shape over and over again.

Lan Qing glanced sideways slightly, and Rong Zhen seemed to be particularly concerned about teaching Jingci to speak. It's obviously a good thing, but why does she still have a feeling of instability?

After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Lan Qing re-established the barrier here, and there was no need to let Erji make three rounds a day in the future.

When you arrive at Yipinju, just by looking at the guests inside, you can guess how popular this restaurant is. Erji specially asked for a private room and ordered all the signature dishes here.

When they were all sitting in the wing, Bai Lang quipped: "I said, do you still have enough money?"

"Naturally, it's enough, don't worry, Bai Xiaoxian!" Erji smiled and said, "After Master died, I sold most of the things in the Ferry Gate, and I made a lot of money. ”

"Hey, so you're just a person, what should you do in the future, the City Lord's Mansion doesn't need to be guarded anymore, do you have any plans in the future?"

Erji thought for a moment and said, "Plans...... After all, I grew up in Jincheng since I was a child, and then find a girl I like, use the rest of the money to open a pharmacy, and spend the rest of my life in peace. ”

Bai Lang nodded: "That's a good idea." Turning his head, for some reason, the afterglow swept to the child who was sitting beside Lan Qing obediently, like a wooden man.

With a roll of his eyes, he said to Rong Zhen beside him: "Tuan Tuan, shall we change positions?"

"Why?"

"Oh, what so many words, hurry up, hurry up!"

After speaking, he got up, sat on Rong Zhen's bench, and squeezed him over. In this way, there is a "little wooden man" next to him.

"Little Cici, why are you stunned?" Bai Lang looked at Jing Ci with a smile, obviously a wolf, but it made people feel like a fox.

Seeing him like this, Jing Ci silently moved to Lan Qing's side, hugged her arm, and wrote "Don't come near me" on his face.

Lan Qing: "......"

Bai Lang didn't give up, continued to get closer, stretched out his wolf paw and rubbed his head: "Why are you hiding from me? I won't eat you again." ”

Jing Ci continued to move to the side, his two small hands tightened a little, and his black eyes glared at him without a trace.

Rong Zhen couldn't stand it anymore, so he took a sip of tea: "Hey, I said Langlang, you're almost done." ”

"Oh, look at the cuteness of the little words, right? Come on, come on, come to Brother Lang's arms......"

Just as Bai Lang smiled evilly and continued to get closer, Jing Ci finally couldn't help it.

Looking up at Lan Qing, his dark eyes were dyed with mist, and he spoke with some difficulty: "Qing...... Hug ......"

Bai Lang: "!!"

Erji: "???"

Rong Zhen: "Poof...... cough cough cough ......"

Lan Qing: "......"