(The last chapter was modified, and what I read yesterday can be seen from Gongliang to leading Wei Zhao out of the house~)

Gongliang squatted in front of the living soul, changed the way he met and asked questions before, motionless and without saying a word.

The creature curled up for a long time, carefully letting go of his arm a little, and glanced quickly through the gap. When he found that the person had not left, he quickly retracted like a bird. Wei Zhao glanced at Gong Liangzhi inquiringly, and Gong Liangzhi squeezed his hand and signaled him not to move.

The soul-giving child covered his head and feet, revealing a fat body. The clothes on his body were not only torn, but also small, and he hadn't changed them for a long time, and the rags looked cleaner and stronger than this thing. The exposed belly is gray and not slippery, and the stains are clumped, and fresh bruises can be vaguely seen.

They waited patiently there for a while, until the child trembled and let go of his hand.

There was a crutch in the middle of his nose, as if the bridge of his nose had been broken and regrown. Gongliang said gently: "Why are you locked here? ”

Rao's gentle voice also frightened the child to tremble. He looked at them in horror and said nothing.

"The poor road passed through here, and I happened to meet you." Gongliangzhi continued, "What's your name? ”

The living soul still didn't speak, unlike the others outside who didn't react, just rubbed back, pulling the chains and shackles deeper into the flesh.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Gongliangzhi pointed to his hands and feet, and his hands slowly stretched out towards the chains. The soul froze in place, staring at Gong Liangzhi's hand with wide eyes, like a beast waiting to be slaughtered looking at a butcher's knife.

Gongliangzhi lightly touched the chain, and then reached out and touched the head of the living soul. The child's face was dirty, and his head was the same, with white hair and greasy black. Gongliangzhi touched it without disgust and said, "I have a daughter who is about the same age as you. ”

Wei Zhao's teeth chattered, and he almost bit out a hole in the rune paper.

Oh, daughter.

Of course, Gongliang Zhi has a daughter, and it is clearly written in the book. If it weren't for the heroine named Gong Liangxi, the role of the husband Liangzhi in the background would have been less. But the story takes place three hundred years later, and Wei Zhao only thought that his daughter was also born at that time. In the past, Beijun was unmarried, his children suddenly made a trip, and three hundred years have passed, how normal is this kind of thing? He has always felt that the so-called "falling in love with a mortal woman's broken heart" is all nonsense, and there is another hidden secret, but now he heard the person concerned say: He has a daughter, who is about the same age as the child in front of him.

Wei Zhao died in Xuan Bingyuan, and when he turned his head, Gongliang Zhi staged a life-and-death love affair with a mortal - when he was nineteen years old, his Dao heart was broken, and he was really in a hurry. Wei Zhao felt a burst of hatred in his heart, I don't know if he hated this daughter who was born early, or hated him for saying it so casually, as if it was a very ordinary thing, and even worth mentioning.

This hatred is unjustified. Isn't it worth talking about having a daughter? There was a voice in his heart that sounded like ten-year-old Wei Zhao. This voice sounded quite happy, babbling that I don't know what Gongliangzhi's daughter looks like, and with Gongliangzhi's father, she must be a well-behaved and cute little beauty.

Wei Zhao wanted to be quiet.

This kind of small wish could not be satisfied, and since entering Wangjia Village, Wei Zhao's ears have not been quiet for a moment.

There are wailing, there are angry scolding, there are whimpering, there are gods chattering. Wei Zhao used to be yang, and ghost cultivators didn't like to be around him, but now his whole person is like a large yin gas magnet, these messy things can't help him, but they make him want to do something very much. It stands to reason that the descendants of the true dragon are not invaded, if Wei Zhao's dragon ball is still there, even if the dragon body is broken, it can be clean, but Wei Zhao's dragon ball has already been sent out.

On the day of spitting it out, the refining was not refined, and it was directly given to Gongliangzhi.

That's right, it's Gong Liangzhi in the book who gave it to the heroine, and the heroine gave it to the hero, and the one that the hero used to kill Wei Zhao.

Xiao Yifei, the male protagonist of "Dragon Hunting", took Wei Zhao's dragon ball and made a big move to him, and before he started, he also delivered a speech with the theme of "Big devil, you are ruthless, you are ruthless, you don't understand love", "The power of love saves the world". When Wei Zhao saw this paragraph under the Xuan Bing Yuan, he was so angry that he didn't open the book for several days. Put the fucking bullshit, if Wei Zhao is really ruthless, where can the protagonist get the Dragon Ball?

The Dragonborn is born with Dragon Balls, and after 7749 hours, they can turn into a dragon. At that time, Gongliang Zhi was ecstatic, and said that Wei Zhao could easily break through the Xuanbing Abyss in four days, and never mentioned that he was a Terran monk in the early stage of foundation building, and he would definitely die if he couldn't last a day or two. Wei Zhao was so smart, of course he didn't get bypassed.

He used the unformed dragon ball and the germinal qi when he turned into a dragon to send Gongliang Zhi out, and the dragon ball was given to others, of course, people can send it to whoever they want, and the original owner has nothing to say. But when he thought that the heroine gave his dragon ball out as a token of love, and was used to kill him in turn, Wei Zhao felt panicked.

From this point of view, he has a good reason not to see Gongliangzhi's daughter.

Over there, Xiang Gongliang spoke softly, talked for a long time, and had already opened the topic with his daughter and the living soul. The horror on the boy's face subsided, and his eyes blinked, attracted by the story that Gongliang Zhi was telling.

"My daughter's name is Gong Liangxi." Gong Liangzhi said, "What about you? ”

After a while, the soul hesitated and said, "Bai ...... White seeds. ”

His voice was astringent, his tone was strange, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.

"Baizi? Good name. Gongliangzhi smiled and asked, "Is your name Wang Baizi?" ”

"Shirako." The boy stumbled and said, "They—they call me." ”

"Okay, Baizi." Gongliangzhi nodded, "Do you want to go out?" ”

The living soul Baizi moved his feet, and the chains clanged, sounding very heavy.

"You're not chained." Gongliang said softly, "This is the Netherworld, your soul is not locked. ”

Bai Zi looked at Gong Liangzhi in confusion, not quite understanding what he was talking about. He shook the heavy chains and shook his head at Gongliangzhi.

"There is no lock on the soul, you can be as light as a swallow if you want to be as light as a swallow." Gongliang said patiently, "You have to forget the lock yourself to get out of here." If you don't lock your soul in place, I can get you out." ”

"Get out?" Bai Zi said hoarsely.

"I'll take you out." Gongliangzhi said, "Leave this house, go out of the village, out of the mountain." ”

Speaking of leaving the village, the living soul seems to suddenly understand. He trembled as if he had been burned by fire, and began to shake his head desperately, howling indistinctly from his mouth. "Don't come out!" He shouted, "No! There is a disaster! No! ”

Gongliangzhi put his hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eye until he stopped when he was tired. "There is no calamity." Gongliangzhi shook his head and said word by word, "There is no calamity in this village - even if there is, you did not invite it. ”

Shirako gasped violently, grinning as if she was about to cry. Gongliang squatted lower, level with the living soul, and stroked his back with one hand. The Taoist priest said pityingly: "You are not a ghost, just an ordinary person, they lied to you." ”

Tears swirled in Shirako's eyes, and if you looked closely, his eyes were not red, but closer to pink, and his hair and eyes were matched like a rabbit. He snapped his mouth shut, hugged his head hard, covered his ears, and curled up into a ball again.

Gongliangzhi waited for a while, and Bai Zi seemed to be determined not to raise his head anymore. He sighed and said, "Don't be afraid, within a few days, Poor Dao will definitely take you out." ”

Gongliangzhi stood up and led Wei Zhao out. The child slowly raised his head behind them, opened his mouth at their backs, and finally said nothing.

Wei Zhao opened his eyes and found that he was still soaking in the bathtub, and the body forging soup was already cold. Gongliangzhi meditated not far away, his eyes open, looking thoughtfully out of the window.

"That's ...... Underworld? Wei Zhao asked.

"Almost." Gongliangzhi said, "Neither life nor death, it is called the underworld." Since the separation of Shinto, the souls of mortals have entered the cycle of reincarnation after death, and only the souls of deep attachment will remain. This kind of soul is very easy to turn into a powerful ghost over time, and a small number of people can become ghost cultivators when they get the chance. ”

"So many ghosts here?"

"Still an unresponsive ghost." Gongliang said solemnly, "That child is a living soul, and the living soul is separated from the body, but I am afraid that it is not far from death." ”

"Could it be that they are all fools, as the villagers say, so they are stupid ghosts who can't speak when they die?"

"Fools don't turn into ghosts at all." Gongliangzhi said, "Ghosts that do not enter reincarnation must have great grievances, great resentment, and unwillingness." How could such a ghost be unresponsive? ”

Small mountain village, why are there so many unspeakable ghosts? When the stele is broken, what is the fleeting momentum? There is no aura of demon cultivators and monsters in Wangjia Village, and there is nothing abnormal for a while, but there is a kind of weirdness everywhere.

There was silence in the room, and after a moment, Wei Zhao stood up from the bathtub, and the sound of water interrupted Gongliangzhi's deep groan.

"Don't think about it yet, there are so many strange things here." Wei Zhao said casually while getting dressed, "Go to bed early and go to bed early, it's a big deal, let's leave them alone tomorrow, just carry that child and run away." ”

"You." Gongliangzhi laughed, thought of something, and asked, "The mark on your hand that day never appeared again?" ”

"Nope." Wei Zhao replied, got into the quilt, and yawned, "Speaking of which, when we followed these people back to the village for at least a few pillars of incense, they ran out a few minutes after the stone tablet was broken. That's fast. ”

"It's very fast." Gongliangzhi nodded and said, "If it weren't for the wings of Foot, it would have been set off long before that." ”