Although he was slapped by Xuzidao, Zhang Ze did not feel any pain or discomfort. He asked, standing there dumbfounded.

"What do you mean, old man?"

Xuzi Dao pointed behind Zhang Ze and said with a smile.

"Look behind you."

Zhang Ze glanced at Xuzidao suspiciously, then turned to look at the floor. I saw that at this time, I was lying upright on the ground, my eyes were wide open, and I was empty. Then Zhang Ze looked at his body again and found that he was now in a translucent state, and he said nervously.

"Old man, I won't be a soul now, will I?"

Xuzidao laughed and got off the bed and said while brushing his beard.

"You're right, you're a wisp of ghost now."

"What do you mean? Before the old man was cured, he turned me into a soul. ”

Xuzi laughed without saying a word, and Zhang Ze then muttered in a low voice.

"Is it not curable, so you plan to kill people?"

Suddenly, Xuzidao patted Zhang Ze on the back of the head and said.

"If you talk nonsense, I'll really let you die."

"I won't say it, but you can at least sue me for something."

"It's simple. I want you to go with me to Fang Fan's inner world and find out his soul. ”

"I said what should I do?"

"You're fine, although your soul has come out, but the green snake is still in your body, just have it to help you hold out for a while."

Zhang Ze pursed his lips helplessly and said.

"Okay. In order to save the old party, this can only be done. ”

After that, Xuzidao pinched the mantra in his hand, and then Zhang Ze's soul shrunk into a small ball, Xuzidao put the ball in his mouth, and walked towards the yin room. Tong'er and Jinqiu had been waiting there for a long time, and when they saw Xuzi coming out, Tong'er hurriedly greeted him and asked.

"Master, how is it?"

"Hmm. You go find a pair of paper figures and put them next to Zhang Ze. Then I kept chanting the Soul Keeper Mantra and couldn't stop until I returned. ”

"Understood, what about him?"

Xuzi Dao pinched his knuckles back and forth, and said after a while.

"Jinqiu, come here."

Jinqiu stepped forward quickly and said.

"What do you command?"

"Do you have a three-foot-wide and seven-foot-long red lacquered coffin in your home?"

As soon as Xuzi said this, Jinqiu suddenly thought that there was indeed a red lacquer coffin at home, which was said to be the treasure of the Sanyun Gang, named the Sealed Ghost Coffin. But no outsider knows about this matter, why does Xuzi Dao know. Jinqiu asked.

"There is indeed such a coffin at home, but I wonder where you know about it?"

"Of course I know my stuff."

Jinqiu was stunned for a moment and said.

"Do you know my mother?"

Xuzidao looked up and laughed.

"You said Duan Sanniang. I did see her once when she was a baby. ”

Jinqiu looked confused. Looking at Xuzidao, he must be at least in his 70s, but his mother is also in her 60s this year, how could he have seen his infant mother? The old guy was still lying, Jinqiu asked as if he had grabbed the handle of Xuzi Dao.

"Old man, are you expensive this year?"

Xuzi Dao stroked his beard and said.

"When Jiang Ziya was crowned a god, I had just turned a hundred years old."

"Let's talk about something, don't brag? You look like you're in your 70s. ”

"Did you face the ancestors and ancestors in the ancestral hall of the Sanyun Gang that night?"

Jinqiu's eyes widened and he asked.

"How do you know?"

"I was there, how could I not know."

"The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes."

"Just go back and ask your mother."

"My mother knows?"

"You tell her Ancestor Xuzi Dao, and she will know."

Jinqiu looked at the way Xuzidao spoke, and felt that he didn't seem to be lying, so he said.

"Then I'll go back and ask my mother."

"Don't wait, I want you to go back now. And thou shalt return with the twelve statues of the boys. Remember, when you go back, tell your mother that I have asked me to take the statues of the boys, and that you must seal the twelve statues in the coffin when the children are not in the moon. Then seal the lid of the coffin with twelve mahogany nails to prevent the nightmare from escaping again. ”

"Is it okay to seal it inside?"

"For the time being, we can only use this Fang Fan to trap the Nightmare, and now is not the time to destroy it."

"I see, then I'll leave now."

Xuzi Dao called Tong'er and said.

"Prepare a black wooden box, put some licorice at the bottom of the wooden box, then put a plate of seven-star array, and finally swing the twelve boy statues along the seven-star array."

"Understood."

Xuzi Dao looked at Jinqiu again and said.

"Remember to put the statue of the boy in the coffin when the child is in the middle of the moon."

Jinqiu nodded vigorously. Then Xuzidao walked into the yin room, and Fang Fan was still on the wooden board. Xuzi Dao tapped on Fang Fan's forehead, and then released Zhang Ze's soul from his mouth, and then he also turned into a purple soul and merged with Zhang Ze's soul, and in the blink of an eye, two souls drilled into the position of Fang Fan's forehead where Xuzi Dao tapped.

After a burst of flaming lightstone-like jumps, Zhang Ze and Xuzidao appeared in a purple artemisia meadow. The breeze blew, and a sudden smell of blood appeared in the artemisia meadow. Zhang Ze looked up and saw that the birds in the sky either fell to the ground directly from the air or burst into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air, Zhang Ze asked in surprise.

"How so?"

"The occurrence of this phenomenon proves that Fang Fan's life is failing little by little."

"Didn't you say that Fang Fan's soul is here?"

Xuzi Dao closed his eyes and stared, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the pavilion in the distance. I saw a person in the pavilion in the distance, and Xuzidao muttered to himself.

"So you're really here."

Xuzi Dao walked slowly towards the pavilion, and Luo Sen looked up at Xuzi Dao and said.

"I didn't expect you to be alive."

"I couldn't save you back then, but I will definitely save you today."

"You don't have to promise me, just tell Fang Haotian if you have anything, I didn't hope you could save me back then."

"You're still worried about the moon frost..."

"Fang Fan's soul is in the mouth of the spirit beast, if you have the ability, you can grab it yourself."

"Are you going to die?"

At this time, Lawson raised his hand that had been hidden under the table and said.

"See for yourself."

Xuzidao stepped forward and saw that Lawson's arm was gradually becoming transparent, and his little thumb was almost out of sight, he said.

"Could it be that you sacrificed your soul to help Fang Fan hold up?"

"Otherwise, why do you think he lasted so long?"

"I'll take care of the rest."

Xuzi Dao and Zhang Ze came to the pavilion and said.

"The purpose of my letting you come is to use your soul to suppress the cold smell in my soul, so as to avoid the detection of spirit beasts, and now it seems that there is no need. I am going to summon the spirit beast now and snatch Fang Fan's soul back. ”

"What is a spirit animal?"

"You'll know in a moment how far away you are now."

Zhang Ze ran towards the pavilion, then picked up Luo Sen and walked towards the wooden bridge next to him. When he walked across the wooden bridge, Zhang Ze glanced at the water under the bridge, and saw that the fish inside were all dying floating on the water, and their mouths were slightly closed. When Zhang Ze and Luo Sen came to a safe place, they looked at the purple artemisia grass where the wind was raging.

At this time, Xuzi Dao had completely let go of his qi, and the purple yin qi flipped back and forth in the air. Suddenly, the artemisia meadow opened like a big mouth, and then a reddish-brown figure flew out of the ground, and when I looked at it, it was actually an elk. This elk was no ordinary elk, it was two stories tall, and its whole body was fiery red, sometimes glowing and sometimes dim. The two antlers were like two curved blades, and a human face could be vaguely seen on the forehead, and then if you looked closely, it was actually Fang Fan's face. Zhang Ze pointed at the elk and shouted.

"Look, that's Fang Fan."

"Don't make a fuss, this is Fang Fan's spirit beast, of course Fang Fan will be inside."

Zhang Ze scratched his head and asked.

"What the hell is a spirit animal?"

"Every human soul at birth will be protected by all things in the world, and nature will send an animal that belongs to him as the guardian of his soul, which is the spirit animal. But when this person is about to die, his soul will be protected by the spirit beast, and when this person dies, the spirit beast will die first, and the soul will enter the six realms of reincarnation and be reincarnated. ”

"Then wouldn't it be okay to discuss with it and release Fang Fan's soul?"

"If we can discuss, Xuzi Dao won't have to work so hard."

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Xuzidao was knocked into the big tree on the side by the elk, and it seemed that the injury was not light, and Zhang Ze planned to rush over to help. But he was pulled by Lawson and said.

"Don't go, you won't be able to help if you go, it's just a mess."

Hearing this, Zhang Ze had no choice but to sit down and say.

"Then we're going to just watch?"

"It's okay, it's not too much for that old fellow."

Zhang Ze nodded suspiciously, so he continued to ask about the spirit beast.

"What is the role of that spirit beast besides these?"

"Everyone has a time to awaken, and when he awakens, it is when the spirit beast is born, just like the power of your green snake."

"My green snake is a spirit animal?"

"Well, so to speak. Your ancient ancestor was the Green Snake, who went from acting to inside. ”

"Then if the old fang awakens and he can use the power of the elk?"

"Elk are docile and mysterious creatures, and it's hard for me to guess what kind of power Fang Fan will have after awakening."

Suddenly, there was a roar from the purple artemisia meadow, Zhang Ze and Luo Sen saw the two-story elk fall to the ground with a bang, and then Xuzidao raised his hand and inserted it into the elk's forehead, the elk let out a painful cry, and saw that Fang Fan's soul was being dragged out little by little. Lawson said.

"Let's go, let's hurry over. As long as Fang Fan's soul was intact, he would be fine. ”

Zhang Ze helped Luo Sen to walk over quickly, the soul dragged out by Xuzi Dao was still bright blue, Luo Sen breathed a long sigh of relief and said.

"Great, it's okay to be down there."

Suddenly, the elk stood up on the spot, and it looked at the people on the ground, and the coarse breath in its nostrils was like a gust of wind, and Xuzidao whispered.

"You stand back."

Just when they thought that the spirit beast was going to attack again, they saw that the elk had returned to the ground of Artemisia grass. Zhang Ze ran over and said.

"Now that Lao Fang's soul has been found, what should we do?"

"We went out with his soul and infused him from without."

"Without further ado, shall we go now?"

Xuzi Dao turned Fang Fan's soul into a small ball and took it in his mouth, then walked to Luo Sen's side and said.

"I'll go out and inject Fang Fan's soul now, you take care of yourself."

Lawson nodded. Xuzi Dao and Zhang Ze left here, and they returned to the underworld. Zhang Ze said.

"Old man, should you press my soul back first?"

Xuzi Dao thought for a while and said.

"yes, I almost forgot."

Zhang Ze followed Xuzidao into his room with a helpless face, Tong'er placed a pair of paper figures on both sides of Zhang Ze's body according to Xuzidao's instructions, and Tong'er kept chanting the soul mantra on the side. When Zhang Ze's soul saw this pair of paper figures, he seemed to feel that these two people were alive and said.

"Old man, you see these two people are alive."

"Don't make a fuss. You have just been out of the flesh for a short time, and if you have been out of the flesh for too long, you will see these paper figures no different from seeing living people. ”

"No wonder someone wants to burn paper figures."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll push you in a while, and you can just fall backwards."

"Got it."

As soon as the words fell, Xuzi Dao once again pinched the trick and recited the mantra, and then he slapped Zhang Ze's soul, and Zhang Ze fell down. Suddenly, Zhang Ze's whole body trembled, then sat up from the ground and said.

"I'm going to be okay with that?"

Xuzidao nodded, and then walked towards the yin room. Zhang Ze hurriedly followed behind him, and when he arrived at the door of the yin room, Xuzi said.

"Don't follow up, just wait outside."

Xuzi Dao walked into the house, threw Fang Fan's soul into the air, the blue ball stretched out in mid-air, Xuzi Dao recited the mantra in his mouth, and then hooked his finger at Fang Fan's soul, and the soul slowly descended in the direction of the hooked finger. After about a stick of incense, Xuzi Dao finally pressed Fang Fan's soul back into his body.

After a while, Fang Fan slowly woke up, and Xuzi Dao sat aside and felt Fang Fan's faint breathing, and said.

"Don't move, your soul has just entered your body and needs to recuperate."

Fang Fan lay down again and said.

"Daddy, what's wrong with me?"

"You went to the ghost gate and closed it for a while, and now you're back."

Xuzi Dao shouted loudly to Zhang Ze outside.

"Come in."

Zhang Ze couldn't wait outside for a long time, and when he heard this, he immediately pushed the door in, and when he saw Fang Fan wake up, he immediately rushed to Fang Fan's side and said.

"Lao Fang, you're finally awake."

Fang Fan was taken aback by him and said.

"You're exaggerating."

Xuzi said.

"Zhang Ze, carry Fang Fan out, he needs sunlight now."

Zhang Ze carried Fang Fan to the recliner in the courtyard, and under the sunshine, Fan felt that the qi in his whole body was slowly surging, and his body could slowly exert his strength. He looked at Zhang Ze beside him and asked.

"What's wrong with me?"

Zhang Ze told Fang Fan about being dominated by the Nightmare, and then said again.

"Xuzi Dao has helped you get the nightmare out of your body, and you're okay now."

Hearing the news, Fang Fan was surprised and delighted, and said.

"Really?"

Zhang Ze nodded vigorously, and Fang Fan asked again.

"Who is Xuzi Dao?"

"It's the old man."

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow suddenly crashed into Zhang Ze's back, and Zhang Zezhan fell and ate. got up and scolded.

"Who, who's sneaking up on me."

Fang Fan mouthed Nunu behind Zhang Ze, only to see Tong'er staring at Zhang Ze with his waist crossed, Zhang Ze got up and shouted.

"Are you sick? Surprise attack. ”

"Who made you disrespectful to Master?"

"I don't."

"I said yes, yes."

At this time, Xuzidao came over and said.

"Tong'er, don't be rude."

Tong'er pouted and stepped aside. Fang Fan got up and bowed deeply to Xuzi Dao and said.

"Thank you dad for the rescue, if it weren't for you, my life would be in danger."

"Nothing. Back then, your father let me go, and now that I have saved his son, I will be regarded as returning the favor. ”

Fang Fan pondered for a moment and asked.

"Daddy, what about Jinqiu?"

"Chifeng Mountain, I want Jinqiu to seal the fragments of the nightmare."

"Is it okay for Jinqiu to be alone?"

Xuzidao smiled faintly and said.

"Don't worry, Jinqiu is stronger than you think."

At the same time, Chifeng Mountain. When Jinqiu returned to Gaoyuntang, it happened that Duan Sanniang was not at home, so he wandered around the mountains by himself, and the pavilion in the distance was still there, and when he was a child, he always ran there to play alone, sometimes staying all day. Whenever he looked down on the adults in the Sanyun Gang carrying large bags of things to give to his mother, he didn't know what it meant, and it didn't take long for the Sanyun Gang to announce that the next head of Gao Yuntang was Duan Sanniang, and Xiao Jinqiu understood the intention of those people to send things to his mother. But compared to these cumbersome and false human feelings, Xiao Jinqiu hopes that he can see farther. He likes to stand on the top of the hill and look out at the village at the foot of the mountain, watching the smoke guess what is stewed in their iron pot, and what kind of mood they will feel when they eat it.

Crossing the village is Xiao Jinqiu's favorite place, where there is nothing but lush tree tips, but in Xiao Jinqiu's opinion, there are infinite treasures, and he longs to break into the mysterious woods with his own weapon like the protagonist in the story, whether he encounters a fierce beast or meets a graceful woman, he can help him read the bitter and boring word surprise in the book. His mother is his teacher, whether it is knowledge or kung fu, everything is inherited from his mother, and even his mother's character has been learned exactly after a long time. They are both mother and son and a pair of lonely twins who will not run to the gazebo to play, and the other will not stay by the stove.

The first time Xiao Jinqiu experienced a surprise at home on the top of the mountain, it was the day the man came back, he hadn't been to the gazebo all day, and something more attractive than the gazebo finally appeared in his heart. Although the man ignores him, Xiao Jinqiu still likes to follow him like a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy. This man is different from himself and his mother, this is Xiao Jinqiu's sudden idea after dinner, although it is unsatisfactory, but life is not as difficult as before.

The next morning, his father left the house, and Xiao Jinqiu didn't even have time to call his father. He chased the man's back and ran on the gravel pavement, each step like stepping on a pegboard, I don't know if it was a pain in his feet or a heartache. That back disappeared completely from his life and his mother's life, and he didn't go to the pavilion for a long time.

Soon after, the roar of wild beasts could be heard from a distance every night, and Xiao Jinqiu curled up alone on the bed, remembering all the demons mentioned in the books. He had planned a complete set of countermeasures for each demon in his head, and he even thought about his way out with his mother if the plan failed. Unconsciously, Xiao Jinqiu fell asleep in the repeated overlapping of fantasy and reality. A week later, in the evening, the sound of the beast no longer appeared, and Xiao Jinqiu's young heart had never been so calm.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Jinqiu climbed up the pavilion again many days after his father left. The village below the hill has not yet been woken up by the morning birds, only a few sporadic old people come out of the house to shake off the morning dew on the petals and wipe it from the corners of their eyes, hoping to make it clear or recover some lost time.

Xiao Jinqiu looked at the woods he had always longed for like tasting the cherry on a cream cake. His heart was dragged into the soil, and then hundreds of millions of insects drilled back and forth, and the skeleton of steel and iron bones in the woods gradually blurred into a mirage in Xiao Jinqiu's immature tears.

Xiao Jinqiu picked up the stones on the ground and threw them at the banner that said so-and-so project, all of which seemed to be irreversible, and the stones that were thrown only left a poignant arc in mid-air. The stones fell on the roof of the village below the mountain, and then someone stood at the foot of the mountain and scolded at the top of the mountain, Xiao Jinqiu was scared, really scared. He ran home and locked himself in the house, and he never went to the pavilion again. Years later, when he packed his bags and prepared to go away, he looked back at the pavilion as if he were saying goodbye. But he didn't know that the pavilion had been watching Xiao Jinqiu who was growing up all these years, but there was no boy holding a stone with a dream.