Isn't Fang Shitian the person Yan Ning has been paying tribute to for eighteen years?

"Damn, it's actually you! Do you know that Lao Tzu didn't even take the college entrance examination in order to give you a pillar of incense? Lao Tzu's beauty, Lao Tzu's university!"

Yan Ning wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't expect that Fang Shitian, who he was memorializing, was actually like this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before the words fell, Fang Shitian waved his sleeves violently, and Yan Ning suddenly flew out with a scream, landing next to the corpse of the snake demon.

I heard him scream, ran back to Fang Shitian's side, and yelled: "What are you doing! Let me tell you, I have a bad heart since I was a child, if I have three longs and two shorts, I will ......."

Fang Shitian smiled slightly: "What do you do with me?"

"I ...... Why don't I burn incense for you!" Yan Ning finished speaking, and kicked over all the incense candles around him.

The fire was extinguished, Yan Ning suddenly felt a chill in his back, and when he looked back, Fang Shitian's face became extremely ugly.

Yan Ning suddenly felt a little weak, but now that it was difficult to ride a tiger, he still said stiffly, "Look at you, isn't it just a few incense candles, as for making you angry like this? If you say a few nice words, I'll light them for you." ”

Fang Shitian suddenly flew to Yan Ning's side, holding his hand and about to leave, with an eager expression, as if he was hiding something.

Yan Ning exclaimed: "What are you doing? Don't take me down to the underworld! I don't want to hear you say anything nice, you let go of me, I'll light the incense candles for you!"

"Jingle bell—"

At this time, there were bursts of bells on the hillside, and then, the sound of suona, gongs, and cymbals gradually sounded, and the sound became louder and louder, so loud that it was about to puncture Yan Ning's eardrum.

"Is there anyone else doing a funeral on this big night?" Yan Ning shouted as he covered his ears.

"No," Fang Shitian let go of his hand and said with a gloomy face, "It's him here." ”

"Who?"

"Fan is helpless. ”

"I don't know. ”

"He also has a name, called Black Impermanence. ”

I don't know where the yellow paper floated down from the hillside, a faint mist shrouded the hillside, and six miserable white figures slowly appeared in the mist, carrying a black sedan chair on their shoulders, and were slowly walking towards Yan Ning.

Yan Ning was a little scared, and when the six people walked in, Yan Ning was even more frightened that the six gods were left without a master!

The six figures carrying the sedan chair were actually six paper figures in white mourning clothes! The paper figures had stiff expressions, pale faces, and bright red blush on their cheeks.

In Yan Ning's frightened eyes, the six paper figures slowly knelt down, and the black sedan chair landed together, as well as Fan Wusheng's voice: "Fang Shitian, your courage is really not small." ”

Fang Shitian said lightly: "It's really fast. ”

The curtain of the sedan car was lifted by a pale hand, and a man dressed in black and holding a soul chain walked down.

The man's tongue was three feet long, only the whites of Sen Ran's eyes were in his eyes, and he was wearing a high hat on his head, which was the legendary Black Impermanence Fan Wu Help!

Fan Wuxu's voice was a little hoarse: "This kid is him?"

"Knowingly asked. Fang Shitian snorted coldly.

"Then hand him over, you know what will happen to you against Hades. Fan Wuxu's face did not have the slightest expression, and he could not see joy, anger and sorrow.

Yan Ning was a little unhappy: "The more I listen, the more confused I become, can you two explain what's going on?"

Fang Shitian glanced at Yan Ning, and then Fang Shitian's voice sounded in Yan Ning's ears: "He's here to arrest you, if you don't want to die, just listen to me." ”

Yan Ning panicked in his heart, Fan Wusu was a soul envoy, and it would definitely not end well if he was caught back.

He secretly glanced at Fan Wusu and found that Fan Wusu was still indifferent, only then did he understand what Fang Shitian had just said that only he could hear.

Fang Shitian said again: "I'll stop Fan Wusheng later, you desperately run down the mountain and escape to the Wumen Medical Hall in the town, remember, don't turn back!"

Yan Ning wanted to cry without tears: I'm just here to burn incense, as for provoking Lord Yama? But I can't take care of it too much now, no matter what, it's better than going to the underworld.

"Are you done talking?" Fan Wuxuan said coldly, "Fang Shitian, your sin has not yet been decided, and now you are still preparing to increase your sin by one degree?"

Fang Shitian slowly walked towards Fan Wusheng: "I only helped to see my junior brother, but now I understand a lot, there are some things, God does not let me, but people will do it!"

"Okay, okay, good!" Fan Wuxuan smiled for the first time, but his smile was very cold at this time, "Then I'll take both of you back and let Lord Yama personally convict you!"

Yan Ning saw that the situation between the two was not good, so he ran away.

Seeing Yan Ning fleeing, Fan Wusu waved his big hand, and the soul hook chain in his hand flew towards Yan Ning, hitting Yan Ning's back fiercely, Yan Ning suddenly felt a whirlwind of the sky, as if his entire soul had been pulled out of his body.

At this moment, Fang Shitian suddenly made a move, caught Fan Wusu's soul hook chain with his bare hands, and eighteen golden needles suddenly flew out of his sleeves, straight through Fan Wusuo's body, Fan Wusu was in pain, and snorted:

"Wumen ghost art, the ghost needle of one hundred and eight golden needles, you are the most proficient!"

Yan Ning sat on the ground and took a few breaths of relief, then regained consciousness, hurriedly stood up again, rushed down the hill with a rolling belt, rode on the motorcycle parked at the bottom of the hillside, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Seeing Yan Ning fleeing, Fan Wusu hurriedly took action, and the six paper figures carrying the sedan chair behind him stood up one after another and chased in the direction where Yan Ning had escaped, and the speed was even three points faster than the car!

"Leave it for me!" Fang Shitian waved his sleeves again, and a full thirty-six golden needles flew out and stabbed at the six paper figures.

Fan Wusu also made a move, and a soul hook chain flew in the air, blocking a lot of golden needles, but the number of golden needles was too large, and he still killed five paper people, but only one paper man chased after Yan Ning.

Fang Shitian looked at the paper man who had escaped, and his heart sank slightly: Yan Ning, life and death are fateful, but things are man-made, this is just the beginning - starting with this paper man.

Subsequently, Fan Wusheng's soul hook chain hit Fang Shitian, Fang Shitian couldn't dodge, and was hit head-on by the soul hook chain, Fang Shitian's body was three points weak, and it looked more transparent and pale.

Fan Wusu raised the soul hook chain again, and a cruel smile appeared on his face: "Stop me from arresting people, Fang Shitian, the grievances between you and me, let's settle it slowly tonight!"

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Yan Ning rode a motorcycle, racing wildly all the way, and almost climbed into the ditch next to the mountain road several times, but there was no danger, and he finally returned to the town.

He remembered where the Wumen Medical Hall was, it was said that the previous owner of the medical hall was named Ye Nianchun, and he was also a famous doctor of a generation, but because this person was extremely greedy for money and had no money and no medicine, his reputation was not good.

A few years ago, Ye Nianchun suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a medical hall, which was also abandoned.

Listening to what Yan Ning's dead father said, if it wasn't for Ye Nianchun's refusal to make a move, Yan Ning's mother would not have died in childbirth, so Yan Ning would never have forgotten this medical center.

It was early in the morning, and the streets of the town were deserted, Yan Ning drove quickly down the streets, and finally stopped outside a small alley.

There is a medical hall at the end of the alley, there is a plaque in front of the door, on which is written "Wumen Yiye", and on both sides it is written "medicine to the disease to remove the wonderful hand rejuvenation", "the life and death of the person in charge of the living Yama King".

Yan Ning didn't have time to stop the motorcycle, so he rushed into the alley and kicked open the door of the medical hall.

There is a medicine shelf with many names written in traditional Chinese characters, and on the table in front of the medicine shelf there is a worn-out ledger and an abacus with a few missing abacus.

The entire medical hall was dilapidated, with cobwebs everywhere, and Yan Ning opened the medicine shelf and actually saw a few rotten rats inside.

It seems that it has been a long, long time since no one has visited here, and what can be taken away has long been taken away by thieves.

"Fang Shitian, Fang Shitian, come over quickly!" Yan Ning closed the door and moved two more tables on top of them, before he sat on the ground, sweating profusely and muttering to himself.

The smell of aged medicine in the infirmary was mixed with the smell of rotten rats, and it smelled indescribably unpleasant.

Yan Ning sat for a while, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up and prepared to open the window, but when he looked up, he saw a pale face on the windowsill, and a pair of eyes were staring at Yan Ning......