Chapter 45: Humans and Ghosts Take Different Paths

Wang Anyuan ignored him, but looked at Ying Ning and said, "What do you think of this place?"

Ying Ning circled around the mausoleum twice, frowned and pouted and floated back: "Ning'er doesn't like it here?"

"Why?" Wang Anyuan said strangely: "Isn't the yin and underworld aura here not strong enough?"

Ying Ning shook her head: "The Yin Qi is very comfortable, but..."

She glanced back at the mausoleum behind her and said, "This place is dirty and smelly, Ning'er can't stay.."

Wang Anyuan smiled, girls throughout the ages are the same, they love to be clean and beautiful, and becoming a ghost can't change this nature.

"Otherwise, Ning'er wouldn't stay here. It's good to live in the pot realm with Zifu..."Ying Ning secretly glanced at Wang Anyuan, and said pitifully.

Wang Anyuan finally understood that Ying Ning didn't like it here, but he didn't want to leave his side.

"It's better to stay here, it's good for you.." Wang Anyuan turned his head away, slightly avoiding Ying Ning's eyes.

His answer was very pale and weak, but Ying Ning nodded silently after being silent for a long time.

"Ning'er listens to you..."

"I'll help you clean up here." Wang Anyuan suddenly remembered, and hurriedly pulled Zhang Yan together: "Come, help." ”

The two filled in the red stiff mausoleum, made a "home" for Ying Ning again, and then wiped out all the slightly stronger ghosts and zombies around, which can be regarded as "cleaning".

"In the future, you can cultivate here with peace of mind, I will come to see you when I have time."

Wang Anyuan suddenly didn't know what to say, his feelings for Ying Ning were very delicate. On the one hand, Ying Ning regards him as the reincarnation of Wang Zifu, and is very attached to him, he can't bear to hurt Ying Ning, so it has always been a default attitude; on the other hand, Wang Anyuan only has Xia Xia in his heart, and it is impossible to accept this feeling, or "human ghost love".

All this cruelty is unavoidable, and sooner or later it will have to be faced.

One person and one ghost looked at each other speechlessly, Zhang Yan also noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and obediently stood away without speaking.

"That.. I'm leaving. Wang Anyuan seemed to muster all the strength of his body before he said this.

Ying Ning didn't answer, lowered her head slightly, and her slightly transparent body fluttered, as if she would be blown away by the wind at any time.

Wang Anyuan turned around, and just took his left foot, suddenly a cold little hand grabbed him.

"Wait..."

Wang Anyuan turned his head and saw Ying Ning take his palm and put it to his mouth and bite it gently.

Wang Anyuan felt like he had been stabbed by an ice cube, and soon, Ying Ning let go of his hand.

"Make a mark, Ning'er will never be afraid of not being able to find the sub-suit next time.." Ying Ning tilted her head and smiled like a flower.

Wang Anyuan looked down and saw that there were two more clear and delicate tooth marks on the index finger of his right hand, with clear tooth marks and a unique breath of Ying Ning - cool, like the wind of a summer night.

"Then I'll go first." Wang Anyuan said sullenly like a piece of wood, and then silently pulled Zhang Yan away.

He didn't see that behind him, Ying Ning was standing under the empty and desolate sky, his small body looking so thin and helpless.

Transparent tears rolled down her pale face, and Ying Ning looked at Wang An's distant back stupidly, and muttered: "Zifu..."

...

"Cousin, you made the right choice. On the way back, Zhang Yan suddenly spoke coldly.

Wang Anyuan glanced at him faintly: "What choice?"

"Cut off this strand of love in time. The so-called different paths of people and ghosts, this is the law of heaven, and forcibly disobeying will not end well.." Zhang Yan was serious, and the expression on his face was exactly the same as when he told Wang Anyuan's fortune.

The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain are born gods.

"What nonsense, where did Ying Ning and I get our love threads? Your cousin, I am the one who has a girlfriend. Wang Anyuan smacked Zhang Yan's head, glared and said.

"Ouch.." Zhang Yan hugged his head and cried out in pain, but his eyes showed a curious and excited look: "Cousin, do you have a girlfriend? Aren't you beautiful?

"Your cousin's girlfriend isn't pretty. Wang Anyuan thought of Xia Xia, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously smiled. He glanced at Zhang Yan and teased, "You take me to meet your Senior Sister Ling first." I'll see what kind of girl can fascinate the young master of the Heavenly Master Dao so fascinated."

At the mention of Senior Sister Ling, Zhang Yan immediately became embarrassed: "Cousin, don't make fun of me, Senior Sister Ling and I haven't seen each other for eight years."

"I haven't seen each other for eight years?!" Wang Anyuan was taken aback: "You don't know what she looks like now, and you still like her like this?"

Zhang Yan raised his head slightly, and his eyes showed a beautiful look of memory: "I saw it once when I was ten years old, it looks like a porcelain doll, and now it is definitely not the same..."

"When I was a child, I was a porcelain doll, and when I grow up, I might become a big dinosaur." Wang Anyuan pursed his lips disdainfully.

"How is it possible, people who have seen Senior Sister Ling say that she is the number one beauty in the cultivation realm today.." Zhang Yan cried out unconvinced.

"I don't believe it. What is the first beauty, it is blown out..."Wang Anyuan shook his head: "Unless I see it with my own eyes." ”

"Okay, I'll take you there now. Zhang Yan couldn't stand the fact that others had any doubts about his goddess, not even his cousin, so he was about to take Wang Anyuan's arm and turn around and fly away.

"Don't worry, there's still two groups of people waiting for us to go back. Wang Anyuan smiled and grabbed him, in fact, he was simply teasing Zhang Yan. It was an extremely wonderful thing to look at this elm-headed cousin's anxious eyes.

Zhang Yan was pulled back by Wang Anyuan with an angry face, and Zhang Hua and the three of them finally breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw Zhang Yan return safely.

But before they could speak, Zhang Yan had already opened his mouth to drive people away: "The three of you hurry out, either go back to the mountain, or find a random place to shop." Don't follow me anyway. ”

When Zhang Hua and the others heard this, they were anxious, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Xiao, this is not good." Uncle Taishi wants us to take good care of you before leaving."

"As far as the cultivation of the three of you is concerned, whether I take care of you or you take care of me. Staying here will only cause trouble for me..."

As soon as Zhang Yan heard the anger, he didn't fight anywhere, and scolded Zhang Hua and the three of them all together, all of which were embarrassed.

The three of them begged bitterly, but Zhang Yan did not waver, and was determined to get rid of these three oil bottles. The three of them had no choice, so they came to Wang Anyuan for help again, but Wang Anyuan pushed the boat along the river and proposed to let the three of them go out with a few people in his team.

This is good, both groups are dumbfounded. Tang Liqiang and the others were okay, knowing that it was a bit dangerous for their strength to stay here, except for the tail pouting and reluctance, Xiao Rat still wanted to leave this ghostly place quickly.

In the end, under Wang Anyuan's instructions, Tang Liqiang dragged Zhang Hua and the three of them back to the outside of Beibi Mountain step by step.

Wang Anyuan said to Tang Liqiang: "Old Tang, you have been tired in the past few days, take these Taoist masters to have a good time, don't let them run back..."