Ji Yuan's words made the old beggar stunned slightly, looking at the body of the old emperor on the bed and then looking at Ji Yuan who had left, his face was rarely complicated.

"Hey......"

The old beggar sighed and turned away.

The crying inside and outside the palace shook the sky, the news of the emperor's death spread outside, and the palace from the palace people to the guards all knelt down facing the palace, and the news of Emperor Yuande's death would soon be reported to the whole country.

The old beggar walked out of the palace wall in a few steps, and saw the Yin Errand leave from a distance.

This will make the old emperor's soul leave the body, there is a shade umbrella to cover the sky, the soul is not injured, and it has not been blown by the night breeze, and a wave of popularity has not yet dissipated, and it is not a ghost in essence.

With a twist on his heart, the old beggar simply picked up his mana, ran like flying in a few steps, and chased after him directly, and when he passed by the edge of the shadows, he pulled out a slender red rope from the pocket of his rag shirt and threw it towards the soul of the old emperor.

In the case that neither Yin Cha nor the old emperor found out, the red rope was directly wrapped around the old emperor's waist.

After doing this, the old beggar clapped his hands and left in the other direction.

Ji Yuan, who took a step earlier, did not care about the old beggar anymore, although he found the person, but he couldn't care about the freedom of others, he left the palace alone and walked along Yongning Street in the bustling Gyeonggi Mansion.

The streets are full of bustling vendors and people, many of whom come from all over the world, even if they know the news of the death of the old emperor, it is a "oops" or "oh" after tea and dinner.

"Mr. Ji stays, Mr. Ji stays!"

The old beggar's voice came from behind, and Ji Yuan stood still, looking back at him and rushing to his side.

When the old beggar arrived, the two of them went forward together.

"Mr. Ji is going back to Jizhou?"

"Let's go back first, and then go out for a walk later. ”

Hearing Ji Yuan's answer, the old beggar said "oh", and then as if he didn't have anything to say, the two walked in the direction of the Land Temple.

Because the speed of the two of them at the moment was just ordinary people walking, when they arrived outside the Land Temple, the old beggar suddenly asked again.

"Mr. Ji, if the old emperor had grabbed your moon cakes, would you have come out to mention the old emperor?"

Sometimes, Ji Yuan is also a little helpless, these people who are not shallow in cultivation and advanced in their cultivation always like to think more, but in his opinion, some things are actually just simple one and two.

The old beggar was probably thinking about why he was thinking about why someone suddenly fell in love with the old emperor, or whether he might have been interested in it before, but Ji Yuan only felt something today, and he just had a temporary idea.

"Mr. Lu, if he catches it, he catches it, Ji Mou hasn't even thought about this kind of thing, it's just a pie. ”

"Didn't you give it on purpose?"

The old beggar still asked again, and originally wanted to reply "You think too much", but suddenly he lost interest and talked to him more.

"Now, why should Mr. Lu think about these things anymore. ”

The old beggar also smiled.

"Mr. Ji, do you think it's boring to talk to the old Huazi? Also, on cultivation is about the state of mind, the old Huazi is more than a step worse than you, this Yang Zong can indeed be worthy of the disciple of the old Huazi before he died, I made Mr. Ling feel disappointed. ”

"Whether it is an apprentice who lives a few lives or not, the difference between a thought before and after death has different meanings for Yang Zong and me, there is a way that the body is as dead as a lamp goes out, and the body and soul are not perfect......

Hearing the old beggar say this, Ji Yuan subconsciously turned his head to look at him, there seemed to be a deep meaning in his words?

"What's the matter? Mr. Lu would like to accept that Yang Zong? But you also said that death is like a lamp going out, since you cared about the integrity of this body and soul before, and now you have changed your mind?"

The two of them had already arrived at the Land Temple, and the little beggar in the temple also ran out, which also put the topic of the two on hold.

Because Ji Yuan and the old beggar were both exposed and did not use tricks, the land lord did not show up.

"Grandpa Lu!"

Xiao You ran and jumped over, the pockets of the beggar's clothes were bulging, eighty percent of them were tributes on the incense case, but the character of the little beggar was definitely not stolen.

"Mr. Ji!"

When he arrived, the little beggar saluted to Ji Yuan first, and then approached the old beggar, offering treasure as if he had to show the other party the food in his pocket.

"Let's go, although it was given to you by the land lord, if you are seen by Miaozhu, you may have to chase it out with a broom!"

Ji Yuan joked, which made the little beggar's face change greatly, and hurriedly pulled the old beggar away.

The three of them just arched their hands in the direction of the Land Temple, and then turned to leave, while Ji Yuan and the old beggar continued the topic after leaving for a while.

It's always called Hanako, and this will finally make some friends with Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, you saw me cut off my head that day, do you think it's a little strange?"

How could I forget that incident, Ji Yuan also nodded and said bluntly.

"The old gentleman was really beheaded that day, not to avoid it by blindfolding, and the blood splashed was also real, it was indeed miraculous, if it was according to common sense, even if it was a cultivator, he had no magic and strengthened his body, and he directly beheaded people, which was also life-threatening. ”

"Hey......

The old beggar couldn't help but smile, and said in his heart, finally you have the fate to admire me and can't see through my place.

"Yang Zong, this apprentice, I am ready to ask for it, and when he is punished by the Yin Division, he will go to the underworld of Gyeonggi Mansion to ask for someone, don't bother Mr. Ji to go with him, but please leave a letter of decree for Mr. Yanggi Mansion, Gyeonggi Mansion will still sell your face more." ”

"What's so difficult about this, but now Ji Mou is very curious, listening to the old man's meaning, can he still make Yang Zong's body and soul complete?"

It is difficult for ghosts to cultivate, even if they are to walk the path of the gods, because their bodies are not perfect, the golden bodies of ghosts and gods are not moving closer to completeness, and the old beggar does not mean that he wants his disciples to follow the path of the gods.

It was rare to see Ji Yuan's serious and curious look, and the old beggar suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"I have a long-term study of the magic of the old called Huazi, when I was beheaded is just one of the manifestations, a hundred years ago, I raised a few sections of jasper lotus, now there are three or five flowers, there are more than a dozen lotus roots, this thing is extremely cherished, with several kinds of fairy bamboo in the world, the best at hiding and raising the soul of the body, but let Yang Zong's new soul not fall into the ghost road, after that, Mr. Ji guessed what the old Huazi wanted to do?"

When the old beggar talked about Jade Lotus, a picture had already jumped out of Ji Yuan's mind, a chubby child, wearing a red belly pocket and holding a red silk and stepping on the ring of fire.

"Old Mr. Lu doesn't want to tell Ji that you don't just want to use the lotus root of Biyue Lotus to reshape a real body for Yang Zong?"

The old beggar was still waiting for Ji Yuan to say "I really don't know", and then told the other party an unexpected answer, but when he heard Ji Yuan's words, he was suddenly a little dumbfounded and blurted out.

"You can guess that!?"

I still need to guess this?

The corners of Ji Yuan's mouth couldn't help twitching, and there was another picture in his mind, which was the old emperor Yang Zong, who was like a withered tree full of markings and was not angry and arrogant, and the picture of the old emperor and Nezha on the side were gradually overlapping.

"Hiss......"

It's hard to imagine this picture.

"Uh, what's wrong with you, Mr. Ji?"

"Old Mr. Lu, are you going to reshape Yang Zong's body, do you want to pinch a child or maintain the original appearance?"

The old beggar was even more puzzled, Ji Yuan was not surprised at all, and he didn't say anything about the slightest heterogeneity, but cared about some strange questions.

"Naturally, it is to maintain the original appearance, is there another benefit to pinching a child?"

Ji Yuan's reaction couldn't help but make the old beggar not think about it.

"No, no, no, it's good to keep the original appearance, it's not good for children!"

Ji Yuan waved his hand, which caused the old beggar to look at him suspiciously, for the old beggar, Ji Yuan has always been mysterious, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he could only ask for the book and then took Xiaoyou to the Yin Si together.

It's a pity that Ji Yuan can't see anything for the time being, Yang Zong's Yin Si punishment will last for a while, and it is not his hobby to see people being punished.

The old beggar's Biyue Lotus is raised elsewhere, and the old beggar is always reluctant to reveal his real roots, and after all, it is a special magic method, and it will definitely not be seen by outsiders.

knocked on the side a few times, the old beggar just pretended to be stupid, and Ji Yuan estimated that he would not be able to see the process of pinching people in the future, and finally said goodbye and left.

。。。

The death of the old emperor is indeed a major event for Dazhen, but it doesn't seem to be a big deal, at least it has no impact on ordinary people.

Except for the first few days when I learned the news, there was a heated discussion after dinner, and how to live after that.

In the blink of an eye, it has come to the last day of this Dinghai year.

At the moment of the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, every household in Jizhou has posted a red ribbon on the window, and if possible, a big red lantern has been hung, and the big family has prepared firecrackers and other things early, not to mention the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner that every family must have carefully prepared.

In the courtyard of the Wei family house in Desheng Mansion, a woman sat in the house, looking out of the door in distraction.

"It's Chinese New Year's Eve again......"

After a while, it started to snow outside.

"Woman, it's cold, do you want me to close the door?"

The maid on the side saw that there was some wind and snow, so she asked.

"No, it's nice to look at the snow. ”

And at this moment, outside the gate of the Wei Mansion, there were four people walking to the door, and the two leaders were in a hurry, looking impatient.

"Stop, who are you, what are you doing in front of my Wei Mansion?"

Wei Wudaunt took off the hood of his cloak, revealing a chubby face.

"What do you say?"

"Head of the house!" "Head of the house!"

Several porters on the side suddenly burst out excitedly, Wei Yuansheng was already impatient, and ran directly into the mansion, shouting all the way to the inner mansion.

"Mother...... I am back...... Mother, Yuansheng is back......!"

This voice was not only loud but also penetrating, and it spread far away to the depths of the inner mansion.

The woman who was sitting in the room stood up at once.

"Xiaocui, did you hear that?"

"It seems that the young master is back?"

As he was talking, Wei Yuansheng, whose footsteps were like the wind, had already run to the location of his mother's house with his memory.

"Mother!"

Mu Shi looked at the seven or eight-year-old child in front of him, although he was a lot older, he still recognized Wei Yuansheng at a glance.

"Yuansheng!" "Mother!"

Wei Yuansheng threw himself directly into Mu Shi's arms, and also collected his strength and did not knock her down.

"Why haven't you come back to see your mother for so long, why haven't you come home for so long...... Mother thought she would never see you for the rest of her life......"

The five years have been too long, and Mu couldn't hold back his tears and cried directly.

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