A few hours later, in the guest room of an inn in Luoyang City, a man dressed in monk's costume was setting up a magic array to summon spirits. A moment later, a fat spirit appeared in the circle.

After seeing the soul, the monk sighed and said, "It's hard for you, I will arrange for you to be reincarnated in the first seven." Mrs. Andinghou's first child, you will be a hereditary marquis in your next life......"

"Reincarnation is not in a hurry, it's just that something is strange today, and someone is pit me in it" The fat soul is the Xingyuan who died in the Xinjue Temple not long ago. He still maintained the appearance of when he had just died, looked at the monk in front of him and said hatefully: "If it weren't for someone hiding the curse killing diagram thrown out on my body again, I wouldn't have been caught by returning." There are people in this who are playing ghosts, you have to be careful of Guangxiao's master and apprentice, eighty percent of them are related to the two of them. ”

"Don't worry, I know what to do." After the monk nodded, he said to Xingyuan's soul, "You can go on the road with peace of mind, and I will use the method of traction to summon you back in the first seven." You don't have to do anything these days, just get ready to be reincarnated. ”

Xingyuan's soul sighed and continued, "After I go back, you salute for me in front of the master. It is said that Xingyuan is incompetent and has not done a good job of the things arranged by the master. If Xingyuan is blessed in the next life, he will still be a disciple of his old man. ”

After the monk sighed, he said, "I will do my duty as a disciple in front of your master, so you can leave with confidence......

After listening to the monk's words, Xingyuan's soul slowly disappeared in front of him. After the soul was completely gone, the monk withdrew from the formation. Just as he withdrew his formation, a man in black with a cloak on his head passed through the door of the guest room and appeared in front of the monk.

Seeing the cloaked man, the monk was not surprised. After a faint smile, he said, "Next time, you can knock on the door first, and I will open the door for you." ”

"How can you bother with the high feet of the Volcano Great Fang Master, you are the disciple designated by Xu Fu Great Fang Master for him. Maybe the next Dafang Master will be yours. When this person spoke, he took off the cloak on his head to reveal a bald head, which turned out to be a monk in the White Horse Temple.

The man wearing the monk's costume opposite the Shijie was Qiu Fang, the disciple of the Dafang Master shook his head and said: "I dare not think of the Dafang Master, I can borrow your hand to eliminate the scum of the sect, and for the Volcano Dafang Master, Qiu Fang is already very content." ”

"Is it really what you say? Or do you have some other purpose? It's Xingyuan now, and it may be me soon......" Shi Jie kept staring into his eyes as Qiu Fang spoke. After seeing that this disciple of the Great Fang Master did not dodge, he laughed and continued: "I'll talk about it later, Xingyuan is over." The next one should be the turn of Obsessive Yuan......"

Three days ago, when Shijie left the White Horse Temple to go out on errands, Qiu Fang suddenly appeared in front of him. Originally, I thought that he was looking for trouble for himself, but what he didn't expect was that Qiu Fang called the Shijie to a place where no one was and told him that Xingyuan, the disciple of the obsessive Yuan, was actually the inner response of the Fang Shi Yiyi placed in the White Horse Temple. Three days later, Xingyuan would use the technique of curse killing to make the great monk Zhiyuan die of a stroke. If anyone doubts the cause of the great monk's death, Xingyuan will blame the death of Zhiyuan on Shijie.

Shijie didn't expect Qiu Fang to tell him such a confidential thing, and originally thought that this was a trap laid for him by Fang Shiyi. However, that night, Shijie hid and searched Xingyuan's meditation room. Sure enough, I found the magic weapon used to curse and kill obsession here, and the priest ring was born as a monk, so he naturally understood what the curse killing map was.

At that moment, Shijie no longer doubted. He found Qiu Fang, who was temporarily living in Luoyang City, again and asked why he had revealed such confidential information to himself. The explanation given by Qiu Fang was that Xingyuan peeked into the position of Dafang Master, and he was also waiting for an opportunity to finish off Qiu Fang. To reduce an obstacle on the way for him to become a Dafang master, Qiu Fang also made the first move, so as not to pose a threat to himself after Xingyuan became a climate.

Although Shijie didn't believe Qiu Fang's words, he couldn't think of any other purpose in doing so. At the moment, Shijie could only cooperate with Qiu Fang temporarily. Carefully tracking Xingyuan, he dug up the curse killing diagram that he had buried after his practice. Taking advantage of today's obsession with Yuan's preaching, he unknowingly stuffed back into Xingyuan's monk's robe.

Everything was going well, but in the end there was a little hiccup. Just after the obsessive Yuan was cursed, Shijie suddenly discovered Wu Mian and returned to them. But in the end, the old guy found out about Xingyuan's strangeness, if he didn't say it one step later. Shijie couldn't help but take out the curse killing diagram on Xingyuan's body by himself.

Just when Shijie and Qiu Fang were discussing what the next step should be, Wu Mian and Gui Fu had already returned to the palace. When they came back, Ji Susu, the princess of the East China Sea, who had been asleep for most of the day, had just woken up.

Although she just woke up, Niu'er's face was still not good. But after seeing a few people, she laughed anyway. After reluctantly leaning on the bed and sitting up, he said to a few of them: "I had a dream just now, in which my hunchbacked father, father, and mother all came out. My father and father asked me again if I wanted to go now, and I said I would come back to see you. They were all urging me, saying time was running out. The time is almost up...... I'm going to be with them......"

"There's still time, don't worry. As long as you don't want to go, you don't have to go anywhere. Seeing that Niu'er was a little hurried after speaking, she interrupted her softly. The old guy took the maid's handkerchief and wiped the sweat on the girl's face. Seeing that Niu'er's face instantly turned rosy, after relieving her breath, Niu'er said again: "I still have to go where I should go, I have lived here for decades." Tired of ...... I want to go to my dad and help him make mutton fat shortbread. There was also mutton stew, and at that time a big pot had to be stewed every day in the shop. I bought it before the sun set, and I didn't eat it often when I was a child. It was going to be sold for money, and I was hoping for some leftover broth. I ate it with broth, and if there were a few pieces of meat left over on the day, my father would use it to eat for me. But he himself couldn't bear to ......"

Speaking of the past, Niu'er seemed very excited. But after saying a few words, her tiredness came back up. She fell asleep again, but this time she woke up again. At first, she was still frightened, but after seeing Wu Mian and Gui Wu by her side, the expression on Niu'er's face eased a lot.

At that moment, Niu'er raised her hand and sat Wu Mian and the others on the edge of her bed. At this time, Niu continued: "Later, I entered the palace to see my father and mother, and told them about it. The father asked the recipe for stewing mutton, and every few days he was stewed and delivered, as well as Hu cakes. But it tastes good, but it's not the same taste I had at the beginning. Later, my father and mother were gone, and I never ate stewed mutton and hu cakes again......"

Speaking of which, Niu'er's physical strength was exhausted and she fell asleep. After seeing Niu'er asleep, Wu Mian suddenly stood up, then turned around and walked towards the door of the dormitory.

Bai Wuqiu just wanted to ask where this young uncle was going, but he had already guessed Wu Mian's intentions. After smiling at the moment, he said to the back of the white-haired man, "Do you know where the kitchen is?" ”

"I also have a mouth ...... under my nose," Wu Mian had already disappeared outside the gate of the dormitory when he spoke.

After more than half an hour, Niu'er smelled a familiar fragrance in her sleep. When she opened her eyes, she saw a steaming cauldron beside the bed. It was filled with a large pot of lamb stew, and a large plate with a large stack of Hu cakes.

"This is Wu Mian personally went to the kitchen to bring it to you. Try it and see if it is a taste ...... with your father" As he spoke, the old guy tore a small piece of Hu Biscuit, and after he was full of soup, he sent this small piece of Hu Biscuit to Niu'er's mouth.

At this time, Niu'er no longer had the ability to digest wheat cakes, but after smelling this aroma, she still chewed it a few times. Then her tears couldn't stop flowing, nodded at Wu Mian, and said, "That's the smell...... Thank you, I can't think of this last meal, or you prepared it for me......."