By the time Han Feng signed all the formalities and picked up Yang Xiaoming's children from the police station, it was almost early in the morning, and the wide road had finally fallen silent away from the hustle and bustle. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The street lights on both sides of the road flickered in the night wind, and there was a hint of coldness in the light, and the traffic lights at the intersection stopped changing, leaving only the yellow lights still flashing, and occasionally, one or two cars would speed past the street, and the fallen leaves rolled up by the wheels were still rolling on the road, but the vehicles were gone.

Han Feng took Yang Xiaoming back to the scene of the car accident, at this time, the vehicle that had the accident had already been towed away, except for the billboard that was about to collapse in the distance, everything else had been restored to normal.

"Little girl, uncle will let you see your father for the last time, okay?" Han Feng squatted down, pinched Yang Xiaoming's face, and said with a smile.

"Can my brother really let me see my dad? But those police uncles all said that Dad was dead, and Xiao Ming would never see Dad again! Woo woo woo ......" As soon as she said this, the little girl couldn't help crying again.

"Don't worry, my brother will definitely be able to do what he promised, now, I will let you meet your father for the last time."

As he spoke, Han Feng took out the Soul Blessing Fan from the Dragon and Phoenix Ring, and gently pushed the thumb of his right hand forward, and the fan opened with the trend.

Seeing that Han Feng suddenly didn't know where to conjure a fan, Yang Xiaoming stopped crying all of a sudden, blinked her eyes, and asked in her immature voice, "Big brother, are you a magician?" ”

"Brother is not a magician."

Listening to Yang Xiaoming's words, Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then rubbed her hair and said with a smile: "Actually, my brother is a god!" ”

After speaking, Han Feng laughed twice, and then entered the few true qi in his body into the Soul Blessing Fan, and then threw the fan in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Where is the Sledgehammer of the person who died in vain?" Come quickly to receive it, and the heavenly officials will bless you......"

As soon as Han Feng's words fell, he saw the Soul Blessing Fan thrown into the air, and a golden light flashed violently, and he instantly glanced at the scene of the car accident, and then snorted! It's back in the body of the Soul Blessing Fan.

After the golden light disappeared, the scene returned to its original state, but under the collapsed billboard opposite, a figure suddenly appeared at some point.

"It's Yang Da Hammer?" Han Feng looked at the figure opposite with a gleam in his eyes, caught the fallen Soul Blessing Fan in his hand, fanned himself, and asked.

Although the Three Realms have now been isolated by the Heavenly Dao, the Six Realms still exist, and reincarnation is still immortal! So ghosts and other things still exist, but they don't have the same survival rate as in ancient times.

And there are even fewer ghosts that can enter the underworld, and now most of the ghosts will be erased by humanity after the first seven! Today's mortal world is basically that the way of heaven is not revealed, and humanity is respected.

"Little ghost Yang Sledgehammer, meet the immortals."

As soon as he heard Han Feng's question, the faint voice of the figure sounded around the empty area, fortunately, it was early in the morning, and there were not many vehicles coming and going at the intersection, otherwise, the pedestrians who passed by would have to be frightened.

"Okay, don't call me why you're an immortal, you better come and meet your daughter first!" After confirming that the other party was indeed the ghost of Yang Dazhu, Han Feng shook his hand and said, "If it weren't for the promise of your daughter to let her see you for the last time, it would be rare for this seat to use mana to summon you!" ”

Seriously, if it weren't for Xiao Ming's pitiful sake, even if Yang Dazhui turned into ashes in the end, Han Feng wouldn't bother to take care of him! If it weren't for the fact that he happened to encounter this car accident, and he happened to be moved by the eyes of the little girl, who was particularly full of food, and the three meridians would come to the road in the middle of the night to toss blindly.

"Little ghost Yang Sledgehammer, thank you for your mercy!" As soon as he heard that he could talk to his daughter, Yang Dazhui immediately knelt down towards Han Feng, shouting in his mouth, "Thank you, Immortal." ”

Although Yang Dazhui had turned into a figure at this time and appeared in front of his daughter, if he hadn't received the blessing of the Soul Blessing Fan, Yang Xiaoming would not have been able to see him, and at most he could only see a black shadow on the ground.

"Okay, don't talk about that nonsense, I'll bless you now, so that you can have a good chat with your daughter." Han Feng shook his hand and interrupted Yang Dazhu's ass.

Yang Xiaoming looked at where Han Feng was gesturing for a long time, throwing the fan and shaking his hand, and kept talking to himself, he couldn't help but pull the corners of the other party's clothes, and asked curiously: "Brother, who are you talking to?" Is it my dad? ”

As a mortal who has neither a marriage eye nor a soul fan, Yang Xiaoming can't see ghosts, nor can she hear ghosts talking, so she can only rely on guessing.

"Yes, my brother is talking to your father." Looking down at the little girl, Han Feng's face showed a smile, touched her hair, and said with a smile: "Brother will let you talk to your father now, okay!" ”

"Good! All right! As soon as she heard that she could talk to her father, Yang Xiaoming happily clapped her little hand and replied happily.

Looking at the little girl's happy appearance, Han Feng nodded, and then, with the Soul Blessing Fan in his hand, he fanned Yang Da Hammer's ghost, and muttered in his mouth, "Heavenly official blessing." ”

Then, I saw the five bats painted on the Soul Blessing Fan, and there was a bang! flew out of the fan, with a trace of yin qi, flying around Yang Da Hammer's ghost for a while, and gradually, Yang Da Hammer's ghost turned from nothingness to a human form before his death.

Of course, this is only temporary, because, all the ghosts who have been blessed by the Soul Blessing Fan will be recruited to the underworld by the six reincarnations in a short time, even if the Heavenly Dao is now separated by the Three Realms, it still can't stop the operation of the six reincarnations.

However, this is also the best ending for Yang Dazhui, otherwise, let alone the underworld, I am afraid that he will not even stay in the world for a few days, and he will be crushed into ashes by humanity like other ghosts.

"Daddy!" Yang Xiaoming looked at his father, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and immediately jumped up and hugged Yang Dazhui's thigh, crying and screaming.

Facing Yang Da Hammer, who had temporarily changed from a ghost to an entity, Yang Xiaoming didn't feel scared at all, after all, he was just a child, and his inner longing for his father in the depths had long outlived everything, besides, children didn't have any concept of demons and monsters at all.

"Alright, you father and daughter talk slowly! I'm going to sit down there. ”

Han Feng couldn't stand this kind of scene the most, seeing that the little girl was crying again, he hurriedly greeted him, and then left the space to their father and daughter.

Away from the scene where the little girl met her father, Han Feng sat alone under a green tree and smoked a cigarette, and while waiting for the little girl to say her final goodbye to her father, he took out his mobile phone and played.

As soon as he took out his mobile phone, Han Feng naturally clicked into the Heavenly Court Reader, and then uploaded the chapters to be updated today.

After updating the latest chapter of "Mixed in the Heavenly Court", seeing that the little girl hadn't finished chatting, he clicked on the homepage of the reader and read it.

Then, Han Feng saw that on the homepage of the reader, a new book came out, the book was called "The Legend of the Wine Fairy", author: Du Kang.

Liquor? Isn't this the ancient wine saint? It is said that he is the ancestor of winemaking in ancient Chinese legends, has he also become an immortal? I don't see any record of this in particular? Han Feng looked at the author's name behind him, and was stunned for a moment, this Nima is the ancestor of winemaking!

As a country with a long history of wine culture, Huaxia can be said to have reached a very high height in terms of wine, but there are still many ancient wine recipes that have been lost!

ps: Today during the day, I went to help my friends install the decorative lights in the storefront, so I only updated one chapter today! I'm sorry guys! (To be continued.) )