After the thunder, Zhao Quansheng was scorched black, his limbs were stiff and lying on his back, completely out of breath.

Xiaopang was afraid that the thunder would not grow and his eyes would slash him, so he carefully hid behind Jiang Fuyuan, and only poked out half of his head to observe the charred corpse on the ground.

"He's dead, isn't he? Why don't you have a soul? ”

Mother-in-law amaranth guessed: "Split by thunder, right?" ”

Looking at the black whirring lump on the ground with disgust, Jiang Fuyuan glanced at the copper tripod in front of the hall.

At the beginning, the two of them were incense in front of this copper tripod and told the heavens, she obviously told God that if Zhao Fist was careful, she would use thunder to split him.

Now it's a split, why is it so late?

[God, are you lazy too? 】

As if hearing what she was thinking, the thunderclouds rolled in the air, and after some brewing, several purple to blackened thunderbolts fell from the sky one after another, accurately slashing the charred corpses on the ground.

The thunder and smoke dissipated, and there was no human bulge on the ground, only a black whirring trace.

was directly struck by lightning to the bones and ashes.

Chubby and Granny Amaranth were dumbfounded.

Is God so temperamental?

Only Jiang Fuyuan shrugged his shoulders and generously accepted God's remedy.

[Forget it, who told me that I have a lot of adults.] 】

Turning back to the Sanqing Palace, she looked at the messy hall, turned her head to Granny Amaranth and said, "How big do you want the statue of the god?" ”

Amaranth Mother-in-law: ?

"Yama can still ask for compensation, let him pay you a new house."

Saying that, she began to plan the land for the White Dragon Temple: "This is the main hall, and there are a few more ear rooms next to it......"

As soon as she heard that Lord Yama had pushed the White Dragon Temple to rebuild the land temple for herself, Amaranth Mother-in-law hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, no, no, the old body only needs a mud body......

That's the Yin Emperor! Speaking of which, he is still his subordinate...... Who dares to make their immediate boss compensate themselves!

"You like mud bodies? Then let Yama Luo find you some Penglai Immortal Land? I heard that it helps with spiritual practice. ”

Granny Amaranth: "...... Then let's rebuild the land temple. ”

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After returning to Jingcun to tell Black and White Impermanence about the compensation demand, Jiang Fuyuan and Xiaopang chose to go home first.

After all, it is not her job to return to the throne and put ten thousand ghosts in prison, there is no need to meddle in everything, and she is not here to be an old mother.

Only the two cubs in the family are qualified to call her mother.

I went out in the early morning, and it was dusk when I returned.

In the distance, Jiang Fuyuan saw two small figures squatting at the door of the house.

"Big baby, second baby-"

After looking at the ugly ghosts for a day, and then at the two soft and cute cubs, Jiang Fuyuan felt that his eyes had been washed.

"A-Niang-Xiaobai misses you so much-" The cub's eyes lit up and he ran towards her with his short legs.

Holding the cub with one hand, holding the cub behind the cub with the other hand, staring at his cub with the same sparkling eyes, Jiang Fuyuan smiled and kissed each of the two little faces.

"Let's go, A-Niang will make you egg custard!"

Ke Mingbai stretched out his little hand to wrap his arms around Jiang Fuyuan's neck, blinked his big eyes and said, "A-Niang is so tired, let's let the little fairy do it for us." ”

He didn't want to eat any more dark, hard egg custard......

"The second baby is so well-behaved, she will feel sorry for her mother~" Jiang Fu Kite Meizizi rubbed the little cub's soft little face with her forehead, making him giggle, "Okay, let the little fairy do it!" ”

Chubby, who has also been busy for a day: ......

Okay, who made him a little fairy of the cubs?

On the hillside a hundred meters away from Ke's house, two men in armor rode on horses, watching Jiang Fukite and a few people enter the house.

The wooden door completely isolated one large and two small figures, and the tall man's eyes darkened.

The shorter one said, "My lord, are you really not going to see them?" If you don't go this time......"

The tall man was silent for a long time, and slowly shook his head: "No, everything is going according to plan." ”

With that, he pulled the reins in his hand, and the horse turned around with the reins.

The slightly shorter man also followed his movements, pinching the horse's belly, and the two black and shiny horses kicked and stepped in the opposite direction of the Ke family.

As he was about to step out of his view, the tall man looked back and took a deep look at the house halfway up the slope.

Wait for me. 】

Jiang Fuyuan, who was happily enjoying the hot egg custard in the house, trembled inexplicably.

"Auntie, why don't you eat it?" The cub asked, spooning it in his mouth.

The strange feeling disappeared in a flash, and Jiang Fuyuan just thought that he was too tired today, and rubbed the cub's dull hair with a smile.

"It's okay, let's eat it."

After eating and drinking, at the strong request of the two cubs, Jiang Fukite got two small pillows with constant temperature tonight.

The familiar bed was soft and comfortable, and the tip of the nose was full of the milky smell of cubs, and before I knew it, Jiang Fukite had fallen into a deep dark and sweet country.

She knew that she was sleeping, so when a hand kept pushing her and kept shouting "wake up", Jiang Fuyuan got up and burst into anger.

[You'd better have something!] 】

At this moment, Jiang Fuyu, who was more resentful than the ghosts, opened his eyes and glared angrily at the "culprit".

A little old man looked at her with a smile: "You finally woke up." ”

"Who are you?"

You can't blame Jiang Fukite for not respecting the elderly, every person who is busy from dawn to dark, running and jumping and exhausting is interrupted from sleep, and he will not be able to maintain his human appearance.

didn't scold on the spot, it was all counted as her accumulation of good deeds.

The little old man was still smiling: "I only helped you during the day, why don't you turn your face and deny it?" ”

[Help me? 】

Jiang Fuyuan frowned and looked at him, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

She hesitated to speak: "You won't be a ......"

"Shh The little old man smiled kindly, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed. ”

Jiang Fukite is as good as a stream: "Oh. ”

Only then did she have the heart to look around.

A blank slate, or a void.

She said with a little disgust, "Why do you live here?" ”

glanced at the little old man twice, and continued to dislike: "Why do you look like this......"

The little old man sat down cross-legged like her, and asked curiously, "How do I look?" ”

[Ordinary little old man. 】

Jiang Fuyuan didn't say it, attacking other people's appearance is not a good behavior.

She just thinks that Yu Qingchi knows how to transform into a ghost to make herself look better, what is he dignified, why don't you make an appearance that is more in line with her identity?

The little old man didn't seem to care whether she answered or not, and just sat quietly next to her.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Fuyuan felt a little bored, and asked, "How long do I have to wake up?" ”

The two cubs are still asleep with her, and she doesn't want to give the cubs the impression that "A-Niang loves to sleep lazy".

The little old man turned his head to look at her: "Life is like a dream, you will wake up when you should wake up." ”

【…… What are you connotating. 】

Jiang Fuyuan looked at the little old man's face and was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you know that I am not from this world?" ”

The little old man smiled but said nothing.

"Do you know how I'm going to get back?"

This time, the smile on the little old man's face paused, and he said slowly: "There are thirty-six layers in the sky, and each weight has countless small worlds by itself, 30,000 sub-realms, 30,000 middle realms, 30,000 upper realms, and 30,000 heavy realms......

He lowered his eyelids, not knowing where to look: "We are just a small world among them, up and down, down and ....... ”

He said no more.

Jiang Fuyuan closed his eyes, and his heart swelled heavily.

She probably understands that the plane of her original world is higher than this world, so she will pass through here by some coincidence.

Because of this, she couldn't go back.

(End of chapter)