The joys and sorrows between people are not the same, I just think they are noisy.

If Xiahou An lying in the coffin could hear it, he would definitely say something like this.

Then add, Lu Xun said.

After a deep coma, when he woke up, he didn't know where he was, surrounded by an endless fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

I walked straight in the fog for a long time, but I still couldn't see the road ahead.

Is this hell?

Xiahou An was quite apprehensive at first, if it was heaven, there should be many beautiful girls, writing heaven and earth.

After walking for a long time, the fear in his heart gradually dissipated, and Xiahou An's courage became bigger, and he even shouted directly: "Hey, is there a ghost?"

There was no response.

"Where are the bull heads and horse faces, black and white impermanence all dead, and they won't come out to pick up the master!"

Xia Hou'an complained on his lips, but he was unhappy in his heart: Am I so pompous?

"Hell, I'm going to be reincarnated!"

There was no response for a long time, the more Xiahou An thought about it, the more angry he became, he simply shouted while walking, the first time he went back to the underworld, he had no experience, and he also crossed the river by feeling the stones.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The vicissitudes of the sea are like white horses passing through the gaps.

In the mist, a deep and faint voice sounded: "You are here."

At first glance, it sounds far away, but when you listen closely, it seems to be right next to you.

Xiahou An hurriedly looked around, but there was no figure, so he shouted: "Where are you, why can't I see you!"

"Calm your mind, concentrate your mind."

Fang Cai's voice rang out in the mist.

Xia Hou'an followed suit, found a place to sit cross-legged, and then closed his eyes and meditated.

Since he woke up, he has been really upset and irritable along the way, and he has never calmed his mind.

After about two quarters of an hour of meditation, his mood had completely calmed down.

When I opened my eyes again, there was a tall figure in front of me.

This person's hair is scattered, his face is handsome, but his body is not a solid body, but is wrapped in a layer of black mist, and his body is full of black qi.

According to the style of the fantasy cultivator, a typical evil demon crooked.

Under the same gaze, this person actually had eyes full of eyes.

Xiahou An's hair stood on end, as if he had seen a monster, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

Fortunately, he realized that he was also a ghost, so he was not afraid of dying again, so he forced the panic in his heart and asked hard, "Who are you?"

"You don't remember me?" The man asked.

Xiahouan shook his head, indicating that he had never seen it.

So the man said: "I am a wisp of dead soul, I can't remember my name clearly, just remember that I was born in Chu, you can call me Chu."

Chu nationality?

Xia Houan was suspicious in his heart, there didn't seem to be such a number one person in history.

But he didn't care so much, he immediately clasped his fists and said reverently: "Junior brother Xiahou'an, when you first arrive in the underworld, please take care of your elder brother."

"Difu, what Difu?" The man surrounded by the black mist felt inexplicable.

Xiahou'an was also stunned: "It's not the underworld, so where are we?"

Chu Ji replied: "Within your divine soul."

"But I'm dead."

"That's why you met me."

Xia Hou'an said that he didn't understand, it is understandable that people go to hell after death, but what is the logical relationship between me and seeing you when I die?

Chu Ji then said slowly.

He died many years ago, and before he died, he issued a blood curse: The Han family will not die, and my soul will not die!

Therefore, although the body dies, the soul lives on to this day.

After that, every hundred years, Chu will take away a body and fight against the Han, but every time he takes it, his strength and memory will drop significantly, and he will sleep for a long time.

"That day, after you touched the jade seal, I gradually woke up."

No wonder I had a familiar feeling that you were reacting to it......

Xiahou was relieved.

"By the way, you haven't said it yet, how can it be stored in my body?" At this time, Xiahou An's fear of Chu had dissipated most of it, and was replaced by a lot of curiosity.

Chu Ji stared at the young man in front of him, word by word: "This body is mine!"

???

Xiahou An was full of question marks.

Chu Ji saw that he didn't believe it, and recalled: "That day, after I woke up, I looked for a new body, and I saw you in a deep bush......

"So, while his soul is still gone, I will take it away, and then avenge him......"

"Wait, you're saying you killed the more than 100 moth thieves?"

Xia Hou'an still remembers the scene when he crossed over, and the corpses of moth thieves were everywhere around.

At that time, he thought that there had been a small-scale war here, and he died tragically in it, but he didn't expect that Chu Ji was carrying out a one-sided massacre.

One person singled out more than 100 knife-wielding Yellow Turban bandits, and actually killed them all!

Are you sure you're weakening, not strengthening?

Chu Ji nodded.

Xia Hou'an only felt speechless, if you don't weaken, what do you have to become!

"And then?"

Xia Hou'an followed up and asked.

Chu Ji said: "After killing these moth thieves, I was ready to completely fuse this newly captured body, however, you suddenly appeared and occupied this body with an extremely arrogant posture.

I fought with you, and I lost to you.

Then I fell into a deep sleep. ”

What happened after that, he didn't know very well.

Xia Houan said that he was just a weak chicken, so he asked a new question: "Now that I'm dead, can you take over again?"

Chu Ji shook his head at this, the same body can only be taken once, and it can only be found again until the body dies.

In addition, the premise of the seizure is that it must wait for the skill to cool down.

That is, a hundred years.

Xiahouan probably understood.

In other words, Chu Ji can only be placed in the soul now, or choose to sleep again, and wait until the CD of the seizure skill has passed, and then he can regain a new body.

"If you can save the original owner, does that mean you can also save me?" When asked this question, Xia Hou'an's heart was full of sorrow and expectation.

If so, does that mean that you have an immortal body?

"Naturally."

Chu Ji nodded calmly, but he didn't forget to tell Xiahou An, the premise is that his head can't move.

I guess my skull is still on my neck...... Xia Hou'an then agitated: "Brother Chu, according to me, instead of sleeping for a long time, it is better to pin your trust on me, at least I can accompany you to chat."

Chu Ji also thinks so.

Otherwise, Xia Hou'an would not have been able to see him at all.

"But you have to promise me one condition."

"Brother, you say."

"Help me destroy Han!"

When it came to destroying the Han Dynasty, Chu Ji was full of black qi and resentment.

Xiahou An suddenly got up, pulled his hair back, and immediately said: I don't share the sky with the Han family!