The little Taoist priest hurriedly went to help him and comforted: "Don't worry, I will definitely find the master, even if I can't find the master, I will definitely find a way to take this thing from you." ”

The storyteller hugged him and cried: "Xiaodao Chief, you must help me, it's a friend of life and death who has been to the underworld together." ”

The conversation between the two in the alley fell word for word in Su Gu's ears in the distance, and the divine general who went to deliver a message to Hua Yao Zeng Yan said that the ghost venerable was unsealed because two mortals strayed into the one hundred and eighth layer of purgatory, but she didn't expect it to be this little Taoist priest and storyteller, if they were the ones who went down to purgatory, then what was inside the ghost cocoon that he carried

It's just that, compared to the ghost cocoon, she feels strange that there are only two mortals, not to mention that the place that is sealed is the place where the ghost venerable is located, even if it is an underworld, it is not a place where mortals can break into it if they say they can break in, but the two of them can go down to purgatory, and even unseal the poor array cast by Emperor Yuan with the flesh and blood of the gods.

Is it really just a coincidence?

She suspiciously looked at the little Taoist priest, unable to see his origin, nor could she see any clues.

The ghost respectfully returned to the world, and the Emperor of Heaven in the Lingxiao Hall photographed thirty-six divine generals, and went to the lower realm with Hua Yao to find the hiding place of the ghost venerable. The ghost respects the return to the world, and no one knows what form he returned to, let alone where he is hiding, so he can only look for it in the mortal world.

In the sky, thirty-seven meteors crossed the city, outside the city gate, Su Gu, who followed the little Taoist priest and the storyteller to leave, looked up at the sky, thirty-seven meteors crossed the sky, mortals could not see the meteors, but she could see clearly, the heavenly realm sent troops to the lower realm, and the leader was Hua Yao.

She was watching, and suddenly felt that the strong ghost aura on the storyteller in front of her disappeared, and in the moment of Hua Yao's nether, that ghost aura disappeared without a trace.

The surprised voice of the storyteller came from afar ahead: "Hey, suddenly it doesn't hurt, I don't hurt anymore, little Taoist." ”

The little Taoist priest also became happy and said, "Great, I'll see if it's real, even the scar is gone." ”

The two of them touched their chests and were happy, when suddenly their eyes were dark, and the Su bones that turned into thick ink instantly condensed, grabbed him by the collar, but saw that the traces on his chest disappeared, and the ones on his body also disappeared.

"It's gone" Su Gu said strangely, stretched out his hand, the power of his fingertips condensed, and probed into his chest, there was no ghost cocoon in his chest, and even the residual ghost qi disappeared, as if there was nothing.

The storyteller laughed in surprise and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine, now even if she gets close to me, it won't hurt, I'm fine, hahahaha." ”

The little Taoist priest also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Although I don't know what's going on, I'm relieved that you're fine." ”

Su Guhu withdrew his hand suspiciously, and pondered: "Strange"

Why did they disappear all of a sudden?

The storyteller patted his chest happily, and said to the little Taoist priest with a sigh of relief: "Since it's okay, then I'll go home, Xiaodao Chief, you and I don't know each other, and we can be regarded as friends of life and death, my name is Han Qizi, what about you?"

The little Taoist priest smiled: "I don't have a surname, I picked it up from the river by the master, because the direction of coming is the east, so the master gave the name Fengdong." ”

The storyteller of "Fengdong" chewed his name, and suddenly laughed, and said: "Fengdong Fengdong, it is the east wind upside down, your name is really interesting." ”

(Markor Literature-)