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Qinglong is an astrologer, from a fortune teller who can't solve the problem of food and clothing, to becoming a disciple of the Exorcism League, and then step by step, becoming a protector, it can be said that this is hard, so he cherishes this hard-won life even more.

If you want the other party to go to Maoshan in the future and be an astrologer, of course you can, but not now, it may be the day after he gets old, or it may be when he has lost his value in the Exorcism League.

But no matter when the other party goes, Xiao Yu welcomes him with both hands, and after a few years of getting along, Qinglong is no longer the colleague of the year, no longer the comrade-in-arms of the year, but a brother who lives and dies together.

Just like Bai Zimo, who has helped himself a lot, they are no longer friends in their lives, passers-by in life, but arrows of fate, connecting themselves closely with them.

The car stopped at the door of the hotel, the two returned to the hotel again, Qinglong and the ghost corpse, Lao Bai began to fight the landlord, while Xiao Yu sat on the bed, spread out the map of Huaxia, and looked for the place where the soil broke and took root for the dream in his heart.

This look is an afternoon, until it is dark, the white tiger called, and several people left the hotel.

The capital is brightly lit.

Here, it's easy to lose yourself.

How many people have sunk here, and how many people have found their dreams here,

Xiao Yu, who had been looking at the map for a day, sat in the car and felt dizzy.

Through the car window, Xiao Yu looked at the sea of cars outside, and suddenly felt extremely tired, and at this time, in the depths of his soul, there seemed to be a voice shouting.

Sleep, sleep, you're too tired, sleep.

Xiao Yu fell asleep, and the moment he closed his eyes, he felt that there were countless eyes outside the window, all looking at him.

In those eyes, there is urgency, expectation, sarcasm, and indifference.

At the moment when he fell asleep, the chaotic flower under Xiao Yu's white shirt, like a blood tattoo, slowly became clear, and like a blooming peony, it became more and more delicate.

Immediately after, one of the petals of the Chaos Flower slowly disappeared as if it were withering, and the original nine petals were now eight.

And at this moment, Xiao Yu's mind was in chaos, and the petals turned into a gray mist and directly entered his mind.

At the same time, the originally lively capital seemed to suddenly quiet down, cars stopped, people stopped, space was forbidden, and it became gray. Can't see the direction clearly.

The gray mist entered Xiao Yu's body and directly integrated into his soul, and the moment the gray mist just entered his soul, his head seemed to be struck by lightning, making him tremble.

Immediately, the mist seemed to be split by a knife, and it cracked into two balls.

The two soul phantoms writhed quickly in Xiao Yu's body, as if they had come to life, and then slowly turned into two Xiao Yu.

The so-called mountain is not tolerated, and a soul leaves Xiao Yu's body and floats in the car.

"Where is this, how did I get out?"

The soul curled up in the small car, looking around nervously.

"Lao Bai, Brother Chen, Qinglong, can you see me?"

Xiao Yu looked at the few people who were talking and shouted loudly, but they didn't react at all.

At this moment, the chaos flower on Xiao Yu's body suddenly began to retract, like an open hand, and now it wanted to close.

Immediately afterwards, a vast aura came out from the flower bones of the Chaos Flower, directly enveloping Xiao Yu, and then with a slight pull, Xiao Yu's soul in the car was directly pulled in.

On the Chaos Flower, Xiao Yu's soul was like an ant, standing in the middle of the eight petals, like a stamen, looking so small.

Immediately afterwards, in the stamen, several small petals appeared for no reason, and began to slowly close, like a lotus flower, under Xiao Yu's frightened expression, wrapped him inside.

Immediately, the flower bone, which looked like a small lotus flower, slowly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

At this time, Xiao Yu leaned against the window, but let out a slight snoring sound.

Yes, he fell asleep, slept soundly, slept sweetly, slept peacefully.

In his sleep, there was a turbulent river in front of Xiao Yu, and there were stormy waves in the water, and countless unjust souls stretched out their hands and howled loudly at him.

"Xiao Yu, come back quickly, danger, come back quickly".

The green dragon and the ghost corpse stood behind and shouted loudly.

Yes, Xiao Yu was scared, he retreated to the rear, not daring to take a step forward.

At this moment, a black dragon suddenly burst out of the river with endless souls and roared at him.

"Ah, there are dragons, they are evil dragons".

Xiao Yu in the dream kept retreating, trying to avoid the evil dragon, but suddenly, the dragon disappeared, and those unjust souls also disappeared, and the surroundings were quiet.

At this moment, on a big stone behind Xiao Yu, an old woman suddenly appeared.

The old woman's face was furrowed and horizontal, like countless sharp blades, cutting across her face, with deep wrinkles, and a pair of eyes were even more cloudy, as if she had cataracts.

The old woman was looking at him with a white bone cane in one hand and a broken bowl in the other.

"Young man, are you a Taoist priest?"

The old woman stood behind and shouted loudly, and although they were far away, her voice sounded like it sounded in her ears.

"Old woman, I'm a Taoist priest, where is this?"

Xiao Yu looked around and began to walk towards the old woman, but no matter how he walked, he was standing still.

"You are a Taoist priest, let me ask you, what is the Tao and where is the Tao?"

The old woman asked with a smile.

Xiao Yu was stunned, where did he stand, and he didn't know how to answer, yes, what is the Tao?

"The younger generation doesn't know, and I hope the old woman will tell me."

Xiao Yu arched his hand at the old woman, and at the same time wanted to walk over to see who the other party was, but no matter how he walked, he couldn't move a step, as if the road under his feet would move with him.

"Let me tell you, there is a road behind you, as long as you walk over, you will know what the road is, do you dare to walk?"

The old woman stood in the distance and continued to seduce.

Xiao Yu stood still, stood in place and looked at it, and then looked back behind him.

Yes, the Taoist is against the sky, and it is very dangerous, if he doesn't dare to cross a bridge, how can he enter the Tao.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu turned around and strode towards the wooden bridge.

Under the bridge, the turbid waves are surging, countless white bones in the water are piled up like mountains, and fish full of spikes open their bloody mouths in the water, like prey waiting to fall into the water.

But Xiao Yu didn't look down, but walked quickly towards the other side.

Behind him, the wooden bridge kept collapsing, and it was all swept up by the endless turbid waves.

Countless black mist began to pour out from behind, turning into hideous ghost beasts and rushing towards Xiao Yu.

But Xiao Yu walked more and more steadily, as if walking on the avenue, the moment the ghost beast touched his body, it would be bounced away by a faint white light, unable to hurt him in the slightest.

This road is very long, Xiao Yu doesn't know how long he has walked, anyway, he keeps walking, keeps walking, stops when he is tired, and then continues walking.

Finally, it was landed.

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