Hou Yu is different from those ghosts, he does not fix his direction, because he wants to complete his task as perfectly as possible, so he does his best to wander in the wilderness, worrying that so many souls will not attack each other.

As a result, not a single accident happened, and no matter whether these dead souls were honest or brutal in their previous lives, good or evil, strong or weak, they are all in the same situation now, that is, to remember the past and pay tribute to the past.

Then, honestly drift in one direction along the torrent of revenants.

A few more days passed, and Hou Yu saw the horse noodles, which were still very close, but both sides had no desire to communicate, and there was no common interest at all.

Ma Mian doesn't need him to carry anything from the sun, and Hou Yu doesn't need such a friend, so it's best not to come to see him with chains for the rest of his life, is it very festive?

I also found the shadows of the monks of other sects, so I didn't communicate with each other, and tacitly avoided them from afar, and each went his own way and went his own way.

There are no clear instructions on the purpose of participating in Halloween, which is also the disgusting part of this task, because you don't know where to start and how to do it perfectly. How can it be considered unsatisfactory? Or failed?

There is no standard, let alone something quantified.

This is the difficulty of testing the competence of a monk of the Sikong Mansion, not the so-called so-called infiltrating enemy territory and hunting a certain target, which is dangerous and dangerous, but lacks a kind of subjective initiative to play freely.

In his opinion, in such an environment, there are nothing more than three target groups, ghosts and ghosts, people cultivating monsters, and dead souls and lonely ghosts.

The ghost is a ghost, he doesn't want to provoke, he can't get in the way.

People cultivate demons, and there are countless opportunities to encounter them in the yang world, so why should there be an incident here? Also, wouldn't it be interesting to show the intrigue between humans in front of the ghosts?

Then there are only a huge number of undead souls left, these souls are all souls who have been detained in the Netherworld in the past twelve years, and thus start the next cycle of their lives, in his understanding, they are also the most helpless group, then, there is no doubt about what to do.

Even now, nothing has happened to these groups of revenants.

He can't take care of all the dead souls, as far as his eyes can see, as far as the black horse goes, this is the maximum range of his ability, in his philosophy, if you can't help everyone, then help a part, do your best, it's enough.

As for the place where the ghosts of the last San'in Halloween gather, it's good to arrive in the last few days, and there's no need to go early.

With this mentality, he rode a black horse, wandering the boundless land, watching the souls of the dead gather and scatter, and after venting the obsession in his heart, he set out on his way home again.

They will gather at the main venue of Halloween, perform certain rituals, and then return to the underground, after which, except for the souls of these groups of dead souls who have successfully transformed and can practice, there will be no chance of returning to the yang world until one day in the future, they will be reincarnated and become human again.

It is precisely because of this kind of thought that he rarely encounters those underworld officials, and rarely encounters human cultivation, most people and ghosts gather in the gathering place of Halloween, and the periphery begins to become sparse.

Half of the time had passed, and there was a faint ghost roar in the sky, urging the souls to gather quickly, although there were still many souls who were reluctant to give up on their past, but they finally followed the instinct of the soul body and began to converge from all directions to the center.

Hou Tsuto, who rides a black horse, is also one of them.

He noticed a surprise when a man was approaching a group of revenants.

It's a very strange person to cultivate, and his cultivation has not even reached the level of Xuanxuan, and if such a realm can still break in, then there is only one possibility: in terms of yin and underworld, he is extremely talented.

Psychic people are rare, but there are always them.

He had been paying attention to the appearance of this person for a long time, as if he was looking for something? Are you looking for his relatives?

This kind of obsession should not appear in a practitioner, and if a person dies like a lamp going out, he should make a break with the past, and he still remembers it, which can be imagined

And how close and dear they were during their lifetimes?

Hou Yu observed from a distance, did not come close, and did not intend to help or stop it.

Until, when the man finally found his target, he rushed into the crowd of ghosts, grabbed one of them, lifted it up, threw it to the ground, punched and kicked, and poured water on fire......

It's not a relative, it's an enemy.

Crying and laughing, venting his emotions wantonly, until finally, a flame was about to erase the existence of this dead soul.

He noticed that the flames were somewhat uncontrollable, deflected by a flying sword, and looked up to see a monk on a black horse slowly approaching him.

"Why? This man has hurt my beloved wife! Why are you stopping me? Could it be that even if you come to the underworld, there is still no justice and heavenly justice? 「

Hou Yu looked at him quietly, "I'll only say a few words, if you still insist on doing this when I finish speaking, I won't stop you, okay?"

Xiao Xiu stopped, not because he gave up, but because he knew that his ability was nothing in front of the monk in front of him.

Looking at the stubborn Xiao Xiu, Hou Yu sighed, "In fact, whether it is the underworld or the yang world, there will be no complete justice, only partial justice under the strength, am I right?"

Xiao Xiu was silent, he knew that this was the truth, but he didn't want to admit it.

Hou continued, "This man, your enemy, is dead! After his soul disappeared from the yang world, there was no trace of this person in this world, so whether it was cultivation cognition or mortal cause and effect, in fact, the grievances between you have ended.

When he came to the underworld, he was another person, and when he walked out of the underworld and drank that soup, he was another life.

You're killing another life! This is not revenge, this is anger! 「

Xiao Xiu remained silent, obviously, he was unwilling to accept such an explanation.

Hou Yu was not angry, "Let's be realistic, you didn't get the edict and broke in, you could have just waited until Halloween ended, but if you erase this ghost now, you won't be able to stay here anymore because you broke the rules."

If I were you, I would choose to go to my wife first, and then kill this person, do you think?"

Xiao Xiu finally opened his mouth this time, "Really?"

Hou Yu smiled, "You can try it yourself, and I won't stop it."

But I think your mistake is that between love and hate, you choose hate.

This is not right. "Xiao Xiu bowed, turned around and ran away.

The soul of the dead was grateful, "Thank you to the immortals, you are really a bodhisattva, and you will be blessed in the future!"

Hou Yu shook his head and said seriously, "I'm not a bodhisattva, I don't have such a good heart, and I don't pray for good fortune.

If I were him, I wouldn't kill you, I would only leave a mark on you, and if you were reincarnated once, Lao Tzu would kill you once, so that you would be a ghost forever, and you wouldn't be able to turn over!"

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