Chapter Seventy-Two: Dreaming Back to That Life

"There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust, go..."

With a soft drink, the swastika broke through the air, and then the group of ghosts dissipated, as if they had never appeared!

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and it was claimed to be lightning fast.

I, nameless, cold and sluggish, especially since I was in a dream.

"Mengmeng, are you okay..."

At this time, a voice suddenly came again, and Tong Xuan hurriedly floated over.

"I'm fine, are you okay?" Seeing him, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief slightly, "What about Yifei?" ”

I turned around and asked, now only Sun Yifei is missing, and I don't know if her 'love' spirit will return to its place smoothly?

"Don't worry..."

Tong Xuan saw that I was fine, so he nodded slightly and briefly talked about her situation. "Sun Yifei's Three Souls and Seven Spirits have just returned, and they are a little weak for a while, but it's okay."

After the thrill, the group returned to the small hotel, Sun Yifei pushed the door open at the right time, motioned for us to enter the house and said, "Thank you three for tonight!" ”

I smiled, and Tong Xuan took my hand and escorted me into the room, for fear that something would happen to me.

At this time, Zen Heart Wuchen was also close to Sun Yifei's side, and it felt like a lover who had been reunited after a long absence. "Three, you're surprised by the relationship between the little monk and Yifei, right?"

"A wisp of obsession resisted the purification of Meng Po Soup, and your love can only be described as..."Love is stronger than gold'." The self-cooked Xuan Wuming blinked his eyes and said with a look of adoration: "A situation like yours, once upon a time, this is the first time I have heard of it!" ”

Zen Xinwuchen glanced at Xuan Wuming strangely, although he knew his identity as a 'zombie', but he understood that he was a reinforcement invited by Tong Xuan to help, so he didn't hide it, and truthfully told about his past and present life with Sun Yifei.

Saying that, Zen Wuchen seemed to be a different person, without the previous compassionate appearance, but at the moment he looked like a ruffian and hooligan who was a scoundrel in the market.

"Don't look at me so surprised..."He shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "Have you heard the story of Daogu and the ghost husband?" ”

I was stunned when I heard this, Tong Xuan frowned, but Xuan Wuming looked stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

"It was an unswerving but deformed love..."

Sun Yifei looked at the moonlight outside the window, fell into the memories of her previous life, and whispered: "About 400 years ago, in troubled times, there was chaos, blood and hunger..."

As she spoke, she pondered for a moment, and Zen Wuchen took over the conversation, but said with a teasing smile: "In the last life, I was twenty-six years old, and unfortunately died under the slaughter of robbers and bandits. ”

"That's why I've been traveling with her in the form of a ghost to help the world."

"The male version of A Chinese Ghost Story..."Xuan Wuming's eyes widened, and they shouted in surprise, "It's always been a hero who saves beauty, and this time the story I heard... It's about a beautiful woman saving a male ghost. ”

Zen Xinwuchen smiled awkwardly, and then showed a trace of yearning on his face, and continued: "Our relationship is indescribable, unclear, like a confidant, more like a red face, and like a couple..."

"She likes to play the piano, and I cling to the piano and blow the flute with her."

"Time has passed, three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is time for her to return to the division after her training, but neither of us can live without each other!"

"But, in the last life, I was a Dao aunt and entered the Tao freely, and he was a ghost."

In a short period of three years, this deformed 'couple' has seen all the vicissitudes of the world and reached many places where no one can enter.

Eventually, they stopped in the depths of a canyon and discovered a miraculous well.

That year, the Well of the Full Moon appeared...