Whirring, the wind blows wildly. The thousand-year-old who was staggering on horseback was blown off his horse and knocked down the shopkeeper Lu who was standing in a daze, and when they struggled to get up, they saw something even more terrifying.

The gates, which had been blown to the ground by the wind, were now closed intact, as if nothing had ever happened. The commander thought that he was looking at his eyes, rubbed his eyes and walked forward. Indeed, yes, the closed iron gates glowed as usual in the moonlight.

"The city gate, wasn't it blown down by the wind?" The shopkeeper Lu, who followed forward to see the situation, also felt confused.

The commander couldn't believe what was in front of him. The man who claimed to be the Celestial Master and his friend who were still here just now really disappeared, and the commander turned around and asked his frightened subordinates, who were still holding bows and arrows, "What about those two people?"

"Commander. You, you, didn't you see them out of town? A soldier squeezed out a sentence.

The commander hesitated for a moment before walking up to the city wall to look for traces of the "Celestial Master" and his friends, and the moonlight shone on the wilderness, and the commander could see someone riding away. The ignorant Qianfu walked down the city wall and hurriedly said to the soldiers, "Everyone is not allowed to talk about tonight's events, if it reaches Zampu's ears, everyone will be imprisoned, you know!" ”

At this time, the remnants of the commander swept towards the shopkeeper Lu, and before he could ask, the shopkeeper Lu hurriedly said, "Commander, I haven't seen anything, I haven't heard anything, I've been sleeping at home tonight." ”

"Let's go, remember what I said, or you won't have a place to die!" The Commander threatened the Landing Shopkeeper.

"Thank you, Commander." Shopkeeper Lu hurriedly thanked him, got on his horse and fled in the direction of the inn.

The commander glanced at a Tibetan soldier and nodded in the direction of the landing shopkeeper's escape, threw him a knife and said, "Be clean." ”

"Definitely, Commander." The Tibetan soldiers took the swords, changed their clothes, covered them, and drove their horses.

Tuk tuk, the shopkeeper Lu heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, getting closer and closer. When he looked back, he felt bad when he saw that it was a masked man, and immediately urged his horse to run in the direction of the market, at least there might be pedestrians on the street, and the other party did not dare to kill people easily in public.

However, the horses of the Tibetan soldiers ran faster, and with a whooshing sound, the shopkeeper Lu felt a cold wind hitting the back of his head. The shocked shopkeeper Lu hurriedly looked back, only to see that the cold knife light was slashing at him from top to bottom.

"Ah~~" Shopkeeper Lu couldn't help but scream in fright, he almost fell off the horse, the wind from the knife had blown into the face of the shopkeeper Lu, and the frightened shopkeeper Lu's whole body was paralyzed, and his mind was blank and he actually forgot to dodge.

Whirring, a gust of cold wind blew the knife in the hands of the Tibetan soldiers, and flew to the ground in the middle of the night. The Tibetan soldier took out the dagger he carried with him, jumped up from his horse, and stabbed at the shopkeeper who was still paralyzed on horseback, and it was the wind, and the cold wind blew him to the ground.

The Tibetan soldiers didn't believe in evil, why the wind was always against him tonight, and they got up violently and rushed to the Lu shopkeeper. At this moment, the Tibetan soldier felt the wind blowing under his feet again, and his feet fell forward as soon as he became weak, and he felt hit the wall, but when he looked ahead, there was no wall, but he saw the innkeeper sitting up in a daze, pulling up the reins, raising the whip, and preparing to escape.

The Tibetan soldiers were about to stand up and chase after him, when the whirring wind swept him up into the air and fell heavily to the ground. "Ouch, ouch~~" The Tibetan soldiers couldn't help but shout in pain.

"Why are you here again!" The Tibetan soldiers saw the commander glaring at him with evil eyes.

"I, I, when I was about to kill Shopkeeper Lu. The wind saved him again and again, and in the end I was swept away by the wind and floated here. ”

"What about others!"

"I don't know, Commander. The wind seems to be human, every time he can block the knife that stabs at the shopkeeper Lu, will he also know spells? "Everything that happened was unthinkable for the Tibetan soldiers.

"Did Shopkeeper Lu recognize you?" The commander asked, glaring at him with sharp eyes.

"It's impossible for Shopkeeper Lu to recognize me. He ran away from me in front and chased me behind, and he dared to look back at me, and besides, I was masked all the way. Otherwise, I'll go to "Joy City Inn" to solve him? The Tibetan soldier glanced at the commander and bowed his head timidly and said.

"No, no, no, you said that Shopkeeper Lu can also spell, in case he misses, it's not good. He is a businessman, and if it doesn't work, we will come soft. Bring him some money, and say that I will visit him after dawn, and do not divulge the secrets of tonight. The commander took out the silver ingots from his bosom and handed them to the Tulei soldiers.

"Commander, I'll go right away." The Tibetan soldiers hurriedly took the silver and immediately rode their horses to the "Yuecheng Inn".

The commander sighed and thought to himself that it was better to open the city gate directly to the "Heavenly Master" and let them go out, and nothing happened. And now that something strange has happened, if it reaches Zampu's ears, he will blame himself for not doing well. Who would believe that a man escaped from the city gate on horseback, but the gate was intact?

"Commander, they're back!" A Tibetan soldier hurried over and shouted.

"Who?"

"Commander. It was the two people who went out from the city gate, and the one who said that he was the Heavenly Master with green glows on his body! ”

"What!" The commander immediately ran up the city wall and looked down, and he could clearly see Xu Ying and Mo Wuwen riding towards the city gate. The commander hurriedly shouted to the soldiers, "Prepare bows and arrows, and if they continue to move forward, shoot them to death!" ”

Since leaving Qingtang City, Xu Ye rode a horse and galloped wildly, ready to ride to Cisuo Jiequ, but according to the way he remembered following Duojin from Cisuo Duoji, he walked back, and he actually found that he had returned to Qingtang City after going around in a circle!

"Retreat!" Mo Wuwen saw that the Qingtang city wall was crowded, and it seemed that arrows were aimed at them, but he was afraid that if they went further, they would have no chance to escape.

Xu Ye hurriedly turned his horse and galloped into the wilderness in the direction of the outside of the city, stopped his horse and said, "I don't know, this thing is a little weird, do you think we will run around and we will run back?" Or let's find a place and wait until dawn. ”

"Fu Ye's ghost has never been able to fly out of Qingtang City, could it be that we ran out of the city with his ghost to offend Niu Tou Ma Mian or something, or we find a river to sprinkle his ashes, so that he can be reincarnated with peace of mind." The sound of his feet slammed into the jar containing Fu Ye's ashes, and he suddenly remembered this possibility.

"I remember seeing a river not far ahead." Xu Ye pulled the reins and turned towards the horse, and the sound of the horse's hooves sounded, and he went straight to the river.

The night is still deep, the sky is not bright, and the water is murmuring. Mo Wuwen came to the river with Fu Ye's urn, lifted the lid of the jar and prepared to pour the ashes into the river.

"I don't know anything, just scatter the ashes like this, don't recite any scriptures, you are the reincarnation of the Heavenly Master." Xu Ye said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"But I won't." Mo Wuwen said with an embarrassed smile.

"Then forget it, I won't~"

Mo Wuwen thought about it and said, "When I was a child, I often helped my mother copy the Heart Sutra, I don't know if it's okay~"

"I'm talking about playing, too, but I'm going to say something casually to comfort the dead. It's good that we've got our hearts. ”

Mo Wuwen paused and recited the Heart Sutra "When the Bodhisattva of Viewing Freedom and Doing Deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he will overcome all suffering~~~" After reciting, Mo Wuwen, who had a solemn face, was ready to scatter the ashes to the river.

Buzzing, the green light in the arms of the end of the silence suddenly appeared. "Uncle. Hetian jade, the goods are good and cheap~~" A wisp of white smoke couldn't wait to float out of the crockpot, and it turned into a rune field, dangling in front of Mo Wuwen's eyes, and kept nagging.

Xu Ye was stunned for a moment, thinking that what happened to him was Fu Ye's crazy ghost, and he couldn't help blurting out, "Why are you?" ”

"We are all Fu Ye's ghosts~" A wisp of white smoke floated out of the crockpot, and Fu Ye's normal ghost.

"How do you ghosts get along with each other?" Xu Ye thought to himself that it was the first time that two ghosts appeared at the same time, and he didn't feel afraid when he saw more ghosts, but felt very curious.

"Everyone has their own multifaceted personality, but what they do on weekdays is determined by the strongest personality. If a strong soul loses its ability to control, then the various personalities of the person will be displayed and go their own way. Another ghost floated out and said to Xu Ye.

"Ah, how many of Fu Ye's ghosts are in the jar?" Seeing the three ghosts floating in front of him, Xu Ye was surprised at this moment.

"I'm not Fu Ye's ghost~" The third ghost who came out replied to Xu Ye.

"And who are you?" Mo Wuwen asked hurriedly.

"Thank you for freeing me from the crockpot with the Heart Sutra, I come from the distant future like you."

"What did you say!" Xu Ye was shocked and actually screamed.

"I don't know how I came to the country of Woo Luo, one night I drifted to Qingtang City, and I couldn't get out of that crockpot again."

"Then why do you look exactly the same as Fu Ye?" The other party is a ghost, and he doesn't believe the other party's ghost words. He believed that the other party might be a ghost from modern times, just as the ghost of the Liao Kingdom was also attached to "Da Dan Tongbao" and brought him to modern times. But the appearance of this ghost and Fu Ye are carved out of the same mold, is he a ghost after Fu Ye doesn't know how many lives have been reincarnated?

"Ghosts, souls, are actually gases, shapeless and changeable gases. The way you see us is actually what you think in your hearts~" The words of the ghost are very modern, and Mo Wuwen is indeed a modern ghost.

"Since you have broken free from the shackles of the crockpot, then I will scatter the ashes into the running water, and you will each be reincarnated." As he spoke, he tilted the crockpot, and the ashes fell on the surface of the water in the wind and were swept away.

And the two ghosts that were floating in the middle of the air gathered together in an instant, and drifted towards the sky in wisps of smoke.

"Why don't you go to reincarnation?" Xu Ye asked when he saw that the modern ghost was stagnant in the middle of the night and refused to leave.

"I, I, I can't fly!" The modern ghost said anxiously.