In an inconspicuous col in the back mountain of Maoshan Scenic Area, the fat man and apprentice sat face to face in a wooden house, and Zhang Wudao was brewing black tea brought back from outside by the fat man, with a comfortable face.

The fat man sat opposite without saying a word with a slightly gloomy face, without even looking at the master, playing with a finger bone that Fan Wu had stuffed into him at some point.

"Xiucai, haven't figured it out yet?"

"Hmph!" the fat man snorted without raising his head.

Zhang Wudao ignored his rudeness, feeling that he just couldn't accept it for a while, "It's not that the master is ruthless, but it's that I have already agreed with those guys, each family can only get a little bit of it, and no matter more, it won't work." ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" the fat man clenched the finger bones in his hand, but still didn't look up.

Zhang Wudao stopped his movements, looked at the fat man, raised his tone a little, and said, "Did you say that you would go earlier? Even if you go, will you be able to hide it?" The master still doesn't know your character?"

The fat man raised his head and suppressed his anger, and said in a low tone: "Since you know my character, why do you still do this, how will I face him in the future?"

The fat man was angry, but Zhang Wudao relaxed a little, "The 10,000-year war is coming soon, the world will be chaotic, you shouldn't have much chance to see him again, after this round of exploitation, there is nothing left on him, even if he is lucky, the best result is to be out of the crowd." ”

The fat man held the bones in his hand tighter, "No, isn't it a step up after Cheng Cheng, how can it be out of the ordinary?"

Zhang Wudao didn't know what to think, and said a little helplessly: "I said that the world will change, and the world in the future will not be what it is now, if he was not killed by the girl of the Zhong family, it is possible to enjoy the glory and wealth in the world with the remaining little blessing, but since he has entered this whirlpool, there is no way to retreat, and the person surnamed Zhong wants to help him but hurts him." ”

The fat man spread out his palms, looked down at the phalanges on his hands and said a little worriedly: "Master, I have seen a lot of this kind of cunning and snatching over the years when I have traveled with you, but I always feel that this time is different, Fan Wu doesn't seem to be so simple, he seems to have deliberately sent everything out." ”

Zhang Wudao resumed the action of making tea again, his hands did not stop, but his brows furrowed slightly, "I also thought about this, but I think he should not be aware of this, it is estimated that it is a bad habit he has developed in his life, rotten good people, hehe, it's a pity, no matter what world you are in, good people basically have no good reward!"

Seeing that the fat man wanted to speak and stopped, Zhang Wudao stretched out his hand to stop him, "Anyway, the source that belongs to you has been obtained, Xiucai, you don't have a burden in your heart, you just treat it as if he owed you in your previous life and pay it back to you, the most important thing now is to use it to improve your strength and deal with the storm that is coming." ”

The fat man was noncommittal to the master's words, carefully put away his finger bones, and did not speak again.

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To the south of the underworld, in a palace made of white jade.

After Fan Gui reported the situation to Xie Ba'an, he handed over the ghost axe and golden retriever zombie given by Fan Wu, "Boss, you really don't need to continue the task?"

"Fan Gui, where did you come from so much nonsense, if you don't use it, you don't need it, this time you successfully completed the task, and I will give you a credit, you will keep this golden retriever as a reward, go back first, I will report to the seventh master." ”

was robbed of white, Fan Gui had no choice but to put away the golden retriever and retreat first, and when he walked out of the temple door, he subconsciously looked up at the sky above the underworld, muttered a sentence that only he could hear, looked back, and then quickly left the white hall.

After Fan Gui left, Xie Ba'an hurriedly walked into the inner hall and came to a man in white clothes and a white hat with his back to him, saluted and said, "Seventh Master, the things have been brought back" After speaking, he handed the ghost axe to the side of the man in white.

The man took the ghost axe and rubbed the handle of the axe with his left hand, "I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful in his previous life, not long after he died in this life, he took things back one by one, but unfortunately, everyone didn't want him to have another revolution, so they had to wronged him, Ba'an, you said yes." ”

Xie Ba'an knew that the seventh master didn't really want to ask him for his opinion, so he just stood silently behind him and didn't answer.

The seventh master was silent for a while with the ghost axe, "Ba'an, I know that kid is your right-hand man, I have wronged you this time, and I will compensate you in the future." ”

Xie Ba'an hurriedly bowed down and said without a trace of hesitation: "Seventh Master, don't say such things, you can afford this kid to let him do things, this is his honor, what the consequences are, this is his life, I will deal with it when I go back." ”

"Hehe, it's not that he looks up to him, but that he was kind to him in his previous life, so it's most appropriate to send this kid there, understand?"

"I don't understand, but as long as the seventh master says I'll do it. ”

The Seventh Master nodded, "Well, I just like you for this, this time you did a good job, although it didn't destroy the arrangement of the monk Jizo by the way, but it also affected the result to some extent, that's enough." ”

At the mention of Jizo Bodhisattva, Xie Ba'an was even more afraid to answer, so he had to continue to be silent.

After waiting for a while, the seventh master, who didn't hear Xie Ba'an's response, smiled, "Ba'an, you're just a little too cautious, but you really need this to do things, you go down first." ”

Xie Ba'an hurriedly saluted and exited the inner hall, and he found that the seventh master, who had always been smiling and welcoming at all times, seemed to have become gloomy and unpredictable these days, and he and some old brothers who had been with him all his life were becoming more and more unable to understand him.

After Xie Ba'an left, the seventh master paced to the jade chair at the end of the inner hall and turned around and sat down, playing with the ghost axe in his hand, "Brother, don't blame my brother for being ruthless, you want too much." As soon as he finished speaking, the words 'You are here' flickered on the long white hat, glowing red.

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On the top floor of the highest tower in the Yaksha clan, a gentle middle-aged man was drinking to the moon, and behind him stood an old man with a white beard and white hair, who was closing his eyes and recuperating.

After drinking a few glasses, the middle-aged man put down the wine glass in his hand, "Elder Ying, how is that person's condition?"

The old man behind him didn't open his eyes, but replied in a respectful tone: "It's almost empty, and the princess can't bear to do it again." ”

The middle-aged man sighed, "Xing'er is still soft-hearted, this is not conducive to the future." ”

The old man still looked like he was about to die with his eyes closed, "The princess is not deeply involved in the world, and her heart is not ruthless enough, but it is not necessarily a bad thing, it depends on how things develop." ”

"Hehe, from childhood to adulthood, you just spoil her, how can this be a good thing? No matter how things go in the future, a ruthless king and a soft-hearted king have completely different influences on our clan. ”

The middle-aged man said worried, but his expression was relaxed, and it was estimated that he was still satisfied with this nineteen-year-old daughter.

The old man also knew that he was just talking, and the most favored night star in the whole clan was the middle-aged man himself, so he replied: "My king doesn't need to worry too much, the Yaksha clan, whether male or female, has never had the kindness of a woman, and the princess is because she is still young, this is not soft-hearted, but benevolent, and I said it, it is not necessarily a bad thing." ”

The middle-aged man heard the old man mention for the second time that it was not a bad thing, and asked a little curiously, "What do you say?"

"Because the man still has a possibility. Speaking of this, the old man opened a little eyelid, two white lights appeared in his eyes, and the top floor of the tower immediately seemed to be turned on as if the air conditioner was turned on, and the temperature dropped by several degrees.

Hearing the old man say that the person was still possible, the middle-aged man was not surprised, but took a drink with a playful look in his eyes, and lightly tapped his fingers on the table a few times, "Is it very likely?"

The moment the old man opened his eyes just now, he was imposing, and after closing his eyes again, he returned to a half-dead state, "It's not big, nine deaths, but if it happens, the possibility of soaring into the sky is not small." ”

"Hehe, that's interesting, Eagle Old, do you think our clan needs to change its strategy because of this?"

The old man did not answer the question directly, but said something that sounded clueless: "He has a crush on the princess. ”

"Hehe, that's good, it's better than being a father, I'm very happy today, Elder Ying, have a drink?" The middle-aged man poured two glasses of wine happily and invited the old man to drink together.

The old man, who had not drunk for many years, seemed to be interested, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, the middle-aged man was more interested, and frequently persuaded him to drink, but the old man stopped and stood behind the man after three glasses, and did not open his eyes the whole time.

The middle-aged man didn't mind, and drank alone, but the emotions that had risen just now had already fallen, and his eyes narrowed and he looked at the bright moon outside the tower, not knowing what he was thinking.

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About 100 kilometers away from Fan Wu's hometown of Duancheng, there is a small ravine called Shenshuili, and there are no human villages within a radius of 10 kilometers, but there are more than 100 mountain graves in it.

During the day, it is a ravine with beautiful mountains and rivers, but at night it is gloomy and terrifying, except for the people in the nearby villages and towns who come in groups to sweep the tombs during the Qingming Festival, they will hardly enter this ravine throughout the year to carry out activities, and small animals such as wild beavers and lynxes only dare to appear during the day, and they are basically extinct at night.

After the sun goes down, this is the activity place of the owner of the mountain tomb, the old ghosts of different shapes will come out to chat and fart, the yin wind gusts, and the temperature will drop by ten degrees and eight degrees, especially after the moon comes out, when the old ghosts show their souls to absorb the yin qi, it is absolutely not close to the living.

"Alas, it's getting harder and harder to see the moon now. An old ghost looked up at the moon, which he hadn't seen for a long time, and muttered to himself.

It's a full moon night again, and all the ghosts who come out to rejoice are hurrying to absorb the yin energy, because the full moon and the yin energy that has skyrocketed several times more than usual, so that the ghosts here are all crazy to absorb without distraction, and they all hope to improve as soon as possible, and one day they can leave this cage, and no one cares about the old ghost who talks to himself.

"Alas, in a few decades, hundreds of years you will all be like me. Seeing that no one took care of him, the old ghost also sat in front of the grave and inhaled yin qi for a while after muttering.

There is a lonely grave a few hundred meters away from the concentrated mountain graves, only a small mound, not even a tombstone, overgrown with weeds, and there is no trace of burning clothes and worshipping in front of the grave, as if no one has ever worshipped.

Maybe even if there had been before, it should have been many years since I came, but in such a shabby mountain tomb, no matter how you look at it, there is actually a beautiful hostess, and now she is standing on the mound of earth and staring at the full moon in a daze. "Where are you?"

"Hehe, do you really think of yourself as her girlfriend?" a female ghost dressed in red came to the grave and said to the female ghost of Mochizuki.

The female ghost on the mountain tomb withdrew her gaze from the moon and looked down at the female ghost in red, "Sister Chen, is he back?"

The female ghost in red is Chen Xiangjun who helped Fan Wu look after the house, and the one who looked up at the moon turned out to be Liu Xing, who Fan Wu was looking for in the world.

"Alas, Fan Xing, you are not the real Liu Xing, why don't you listen to your grandmother's words to collect his soul, now that you are trapped here, when will you be a head?" Chen Xiangjun looked at Liu Xing, who was called Fan Xing, with a look of pity and said.

Fan Xing looked down at the weeds on the ground and did not speak.

Chen Xiangjun said again: "It's just to take his soul, but not to take his life, why should you?"

Fan Xing glanced up at Chen Xiangjun, "Sister Chen, he is really good to me." ”

"Are you stupid? He is good to Liu Xing, not Fan Xing. For this sister with the best relationship, Chen Xiangjun said quite helplessly.

Fan Xing didn't answer her words, "How is Grandma going to deal with him?"

Chen Xiangjun didn't continue to stimulate Fan Xing, "His two souls have been fused, and now it's not something that grandma can change, I just ordered me to continue watching, I guess I just want to see if there is a chance to get some benefits, maybe I don't have to stay for too long." ”

Hearing Chen Xiangjun's words, Fan Xing finally forged a little, "That's good, when he comes back, why don't you think of an excuse for him to stop looking for it?"

Chen Xiangjun's face turned bitter, "Sister, aren't you embarrassing me, what excuse are you looking for, do you want to tell him that Liu Xing is fake, you don't have to look for it anymore or tell him that Liu Xing is dead, don't you waste time?" ”

"That's right, if I think too much, then ignore it, and he shouldn't look for it again after a while. After Fan Xing finished speaking, he looked up at the full moon in the sky again, his eyes lit up, I don't know if he thought of him?

Chen Xiangjun, who had never experienced love before and after his death, really couldn't understand Fan Xing's behavior, and he didn't dare to tell her that her grandmother had said that all forces were staring at him, and this Fan Wu should not end well.

After more than half a year, Fan Wu, who had walked half of China, finally returned to Duancheng.