The gray alien creatures have finally been solved. Next, the myriad ghosts bound to the tin pimple are a little tricky. You must know that the passage between the Yin Division and the human world has not been unsealed so far, and if there is no powerful dark power to protect the Dharma, these ghosts will eventually be unable to escape the doom of ashes.

It's a pity that Ning Xiao doesn't know how to use ghosts, so he couldn't find a suitable way to temporarily take them in for a while. Lingwu is even more of a sun divine power, and is the nemesis of these ghosts. Therefore, if it wants to manage it, someone has to dare to hand it over to it.

"Xiao," Cheng Ziyang had to whisper to Ning Xiao after hesitating a few times. "I seem to feel that we only need to do one thing to reopen the passage between Yin and the human world."

"What's the matter?" Ning Xiao immediately blurted out and asked.

"Here you go!" Cheng Ziyang said and brought Ning Xiao to his space.

As for Cheng Ziyang's space, Ning Xiao had refined it before, and he had also come in a few times, so he was quite familiar. Only this time she came in, she found that everything here had changed a little. First of all, the space seems to have expanded a lot. At the same time, the pagoda is becoming more and more majestic, and from a distance, it is still glittering with gold.

"When, can you take me to your space?" Cheng Ziyang was holding Ning Xiao's hand and turned around to ask.

"Anytime!" Ning Xiao smiled. Obviously, she didn't care. "You just need to talk to Lingwu, and Lingwu can take you in, it's very simple."

"But I want you to take me to the confession door!" Cheng Ziyang approached Ning Xiao and muttered.

"Oh!" Feeling the heat he blew towards him, Ning Xiao blushed slightly.

Soon, the pagoda was in sight. Cheng Ziyang led Ning Xiao up to the eighth floor and came to the stone tablet with a stack of special words written on it.

Ning Xiao looked at those special words first, and then waved her head at Cheng Ziyang, meaning that she didn't know those words. Cheng Ziyang's face was slightly red, and with a wave of his hand, a stack of paper books appeared.

"This is a comparison between those words and Huaxia Chinese, you can figure it out for yourself, right?" He was a little shy.

"Huh?" Ning Xiao felt strange. She didn't know the words, but he did. Can't he just tell himself? I have to refer to the comparison to identify them one by one, it's really a fart to take off my pants - a lot of procedures.

However, after Ning Xiao figured out the meaning of that paragraph, he also had a fever on his face.

"But I haven't conceived a child yet, what about those souls?"

It turned out that the special text was telling them: Only by giving birth to the successor of the human king, the passage between the human world and all interfaces can be reopened.

"What's this?" Cheng Ziyang held her hand and thought about it. In the end, he came up with a solution. "I have a soul here, how about they rest there?"

"Ahhhhh Ning Xiao raised his head at this time, and had to praise. "That soul tree is the rarest thing in heaven and earth that nourishes yin, even the Yin King estimates that there are not a few roots. Where did you get it? ”

"This is what I already have in my space," Cheng Ziyang replied honestly. "So, if you want to ask me where I came from, I really can't answer why."

"It's okay," Ning Xiao had to sigh secretly, the human king was worthy of being the most favored son of the creator, and such a space could contain almost all the most precious treasures in this heaven and earth. "I'm just asking."

"I know," Cheng Ziyang hugged Ning Xiao. "Shaw, you're already my wife. In the future, if you need something, just tell me. As long as I have it, or if I can get it, I'll give it to you. ”

"Hmm-" Ning Xiao leaned on Cheng Ziyang's chest, listening to his heartbeat and feeling his unique taste.

After solving those souls, Cheng Ziyang insisted that this iron lump be sunk to the bottom of the sea forever as a waste product. Ning Xiao and Ling Wu did not raise any objections to this. After all

In this way, Cheng Ziyang personally operated it. He first brought in cannonballs to bomb the tin pimple into shape, and then let it fall to the bottom of the sea forever.

"What a hassle!" Lingwu muttered to Ning Xiao quietly. "As soon as I burn it with my samadhi fire, it will be wiped out, and there will not be even any scum left."

"Who's to say it isn't?" In this regard, Ning Xiao is also very much in favor.

The darkness of the night, in the light a stone's throw away, was as thick as ink that could not be dissolved. And this arrow away, but let the pen move and jump, there is a stage for the sword to show his strength - let the thinker split a piece of the sky.

Compared to the huge black, the light that is a stone's throw away is how much like an anemic scholar in the old days. However, weakness does not mean cowardice, humility does not mean incompetence, and compromise does not mean giving up. As long as you stick to such a bottom line, you will guard the home of your dreams. Dreams and glory, dewdrops and flowers, insects and rivers have a way home.

People like this may not be rich. On the contrary, most of them are destitute with a glass of clear water, and their desks are only a few yellowed books, a few loose old magazines that have been numbed to some hairy edges.

A dim lamp, a bald pen without a hat, and a few wearing a pair of glasses with missing legs. They also sometimes think about the unfairness of fate, and also think that what they give is never proportional to what they get. However, many of them, when they chose this profession, knew that their ascetic days were waiting for them like a daily routine.

They are fearless and rarely think of retreating. Because of the original wish, the resolute persistence that included the current one, is that my heart is full of love.

With this word of love, any hardship and hardship, any heavy burden, will disappear and turn into fog under the sun. There is no power of love, the power of love, that can make people feel more convincing, more people can endure suffering, and more people can be confident in the future.

It is precisely because there is love in the heart that the heart is heavy and true, so that it is not impetuous, conscientious and without complaints. Like the light of this stone's throw away, though faint, though anemic and pale, though small, though compared with the mighty forces of the night, like a little dewdrop, a little grain of sand.

How immeasurable compared to the vastness of the universe! However, its persistence and spirit are comparable to the sun and the moon. Its lonely light makes the night quieter and more peaceful.

"Woohoo!"

Just as Yi Yuan was writing straight, the door of his house was suddenly opened. He hurriedly picked up the large wooden stick that was set aside. Although the family has no money, he has an only daughter, who is still very handsome. So, for nothing else, for her, he had to deal with uninvited guests.

"Teacher, I've come to see you!" There were two, but they were both standing in the doorway, and one of them was still greeting him.

This voice is still quite familiar to Yi Yuanqi. He took the stick and came to the door. Through the faint light, he finally saw the person who spoke: "You are—Fang Hou!"

"Yes, teacher, I've read the article you handed me. It's amazingly written. So, I'm here to visit you. It's just a little late,......," Fang Hou explained.

"It's not too late," Yi Yuanqi hurriedly let them into the house. "As long as you can read that article, it's never too late!"

When I entered the house, I saw the simplicity and poverty inside, and Fang Hou could only say: "The teacher has worked hard!"

"Sit!" Yi Yuanqi didn't say anything polite to him, and pointed to the two chairs next to him that had one leg missing. "Now, if I can still have a house to live in, even if it's pretty good, I can't expect too much."

"Yes," Fang Hou replied, and introduced the people around him to Yi Yuanqi. "Teacher, this is my partner Becky. He, like me, is very impressed with your article!"

"Hello Mr. Yi!" Becky said hello smartly.

"Hello, Becky!" As an ordinary person, Yi Yuanqi certainly couldn't tell that the young man in front of him was a fifth-level zombie. Therefore, he was very satisfied with Becky's respect for him, and also greeted him politely.

After the three of them sat down, they stopped greeting each other and went straight to the point.

"Teacher, we can understand the article you wrote," Fang Hou frowned slightly. "It's just that at this time, I took the liberty of doing something to the people of the family, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

"Confused," Yi Yuan patted the armrest, sharply accusing. "You will be the ruler of this Fang Hai, if you are afraid of this and that, when will you be able to truly control Fang Hai?"

"Teacher Yi, we understand what you mean," Becky on the side explained. "It's just that at this time, the people above are still in Fanghai, if we deal with this matter too early, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"Alas, you still haven't understood what I wrote!" Yi Yuanqi had to sigh like this. He glanced at the room.

This student was the brightest student he had ever met. Coupled with his extraordinary family background, he expected that this student would become a party leader sooner or later. I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"You can't participate in this matter, you have to borrow the hands of others to solve it quickly!" Yi Yuanqi had to remind the two young people in front of him who were about to become the real rulers of Fang Hai.

"Pretending to be someone else's hand," Fang Hou couldn't help but think about when he heard this prompt. When he looked up, Becky's eyes met. Betsy held out her finger, pointed upwards, and shook her head. Fang waited for the head of the jaw to show that he understood.

"Teacher," Fang Hou said helplessly. "What kind of man is he, can we lend his hand?"

"Bang!" Hearing this, Yi Yuanqi put the cup that was drinking tea heavily on the table. "I'm not talking about him next to the man, but her next to the woman."

"She's next to the female character?" Fang Hou and Becky couldn't help but look at each other. Soon, they looked horrified.

"Mr. Yi," it was Becky who spoke up this time. His tongue was still a little knotted when he spoke. "She's the highest level of paranormal in the world today. Once she found out that she was being used, the consequences were unimaginable. We ......"

"No," Yi Yuanqi waved his hand very firmly to indicate that it was impossible. "It is precisely because she is a top ability master that she hates this existence of the Ability Research Institute the most. Don't forget, her family is full of paranormals. She should be the most intolerant of such a thing. ”

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