Since leaving Meng Pozhuang and leaving the underworld, Yang Fusang officially embarked on the road to find Ajin.

The human world is big, it is extremely difficult to find people, and it is even more difficult to find the original god, and the conclusion drawn from a year's experience is not to be blindly searched, and everything pays attention to the word chance. This time she was much calmer than before, not like before, flying in the sky, looking at the beads hanging around her neck from time to time.

At the beginning, she held the bead in her hand and flew in the sky, her hand slipped, and she almost fell the bead to the mortal world, and later in order not to lose the bead, she cast a portable method, and tied the bead and the hanging bead rope with her body, no one can take it off, and she is not at ease and has a ban, and the bead is in the person.

These days, she stayed in a town called Yinghai, which belonged to the mortal country of Buyeo, and there was a journey from Dongfang Daze, but it was a town by the sea.

The reason why she stayed here was because she felt that Ah Jin's priesthood was related to this direction, and although the beads on her neck did not react, she still stayed, as if she had come to the mortal world to practice.

What are those immortals who come to the mortal world to practice? Yang Fusang thought about it, and hid the breath on his body, no different from ordinary people, in terms of magic, she sealed seventy percent, thirty percent is enough to protect herself, and she can also collect a ghost and catch a demon or something. Also, this feather coat is too conspicuous, where is it like a person who cultivates immortals, it has to be changed, a little spell, the feather coat on the body has become a wide-sleeved white coat, a slender moire belt is tied around the waist, the hem of the skirt covers the shoes, and the hairstyle on the head is just a simple comb bun and a hosta, that's all.

By the small pond in the back mountain of the town, Yang Fusang took a picture of the water, like a cultivator. Looking at the calm pool noodles, Yang Fusang fell into memories, when she went out to relax, and when she fell to Luoxia Mountain and returned to Mo with Yun Fengxi, Ah Jin was guided by immortal arts, using water as a curtain to get in touch with her, and she did not diagnose her pulse. For her sake, Ah Jin, a great god who is in charge of light and heat, studied the art of Qihuang and searched for medical books and poison techniques all over the world.

A small water curtain has formed on the water surface of the pond, but there is only an empty piece in the water curtain, Ah Jin, I have learned a lot of magic and rummaged through many magic books, but I still haven't found you. What you learned back then removed my poison, and I was so stupid that I couldn't even get it back. Xi often says that everything in the world is traceable, so are you the same, I can't give up, I can't be anxious, I didn't come, you have to wait for me quietly.

Putting away the water curtain, Yang Fusang cleaned himself up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and walked towards the town.

She didn't plan to stay long, so she found an inn and gave her a gold leaf, and the boss said that she could stay for a month, not including food. She nodded, she didn't care about eating these anyway, besides, there were many things in the cloud bag on her body, and she hadn't eaten them.

The room given to her in the inn was one close to the street, and when the windows were opened, she could see the people coming and going on the street, and the lighting was excellent, and she was very satisfied. Looking down from the window, the market here was full of mountain goods, and some handmade products, which were not interesting to look at, so she left the window and sat on the bed.

Looking closely, this place is somewhat similar to Meng Qi's, but there is no flower arrangement on the table in front of the window. Meng Qi has the other side of the flower, this side is the feather string that grows on the cliff by the sea, if you can use this bottle is good, this feather string was seen in the post received in the house five hundred years ago, saying that it was a variety that was just born a hundred years ago, she was busy with the affairs of the two houses, and did not have time to investigate, this flower just grows in this area, today you can go to see if you can bring it back to the clan, alas! This is not easy to be the patriarch.

I left the inn and prepared to go to the beach to look for this feather string. I found an old man and asked him for directions, "Grandpa, where is there a cliff in this sea?"

When the old man heard the seaside, he looked at the woman in white in front of him carefully, and said in a low voice: "Girl, you are a woman, you can't go to this seaside, and you can't go to the seaside with cliffs. After the old man finished speaking, he carried his goods and left.

There were no fish and shrimp to sell in the bazaar, and she had just thought from the inn that something must have happened on the beach, and she wanted to go to see it. Many trees in the world are afraid of water, but their family has always grown in the eastern Daze and is not afraid of sea water.

Yang Fusang looked for the breath of the seawater, and walked towards that side, the magic on his body was easy to deal with ordinary demons, if it was really a powerful object, she would, she would summon the water lord of this water. I'm afraid it's a bit bad to make trouble at the door of people's homes like this, and I came to practice when I went out this time, wouldn't it be too shameless to call a helper, after thinking about it, Yang Fusang unsealed the seven-layer spell, but the breath on his body was still sealed.

When I found the seaside, there was no abnormality, I looked around, and saw a cliff with a few feather strings on it, walked to the edge of the cliff, flew out to pick feather strings. Everyone says that if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you, how can there be any monster here, and it can be seen that the old man's words are not credible.

After picking the feather strings, Yang Fusang looked at the feather-like flowers in his hand and remembered a story he had seen before. The appearance of the feather string flower is that the woman on the seaside lost her husband who went to sea, and waited on the cliff to become a flower, and the flower became a feather in the hope that her husband would fly back with wings like a bird and meet her. "Yu Kushi, you are blowing the waves on this seaside cliff, just to wait for him to return, you are an infatuated woman·····"

"Let go of her. Without waiting for her to finish speaking, she scolded, and a harpoon appeared above Yang Fusang's right shoulder, and she was careless for a while, and let the thief take advantage of it. Yang Fusang raised his hands and slowly turned around, "A good man spares his life, a good man," where is a good man behind him, it is clearly a kelp, no, it is a humanoid kelp, he looks like a human, his face is full of thin kelp except for his eyes, no, something like seaweed, and his body is also, it looks worse than the ghosts in the eighteenth layer of purgatory, disgusting.

"Are you?" Yang Fusang looked at him and said slowly, she was afraid that she would not be able to help it if she was in a hurry.

"Let go of the flowers in your hand, you pinched her, her, give her back her life. The harpoon didn't flip when she first turned around, and stabbed her directly in the heart.

"Do you know this flower? She is a new born in this world, I don't know yet, but you do, you know, you say, what if I don't let go? Seaweed, seaweed!" Yang Fusang shook his head and shook the feather bunch flower in his hand.

The seaweed man listened to Yang Fusang's words, and the seaweed that was originally floating in the wind turned into a hedgehog like a fried hair, and the harpoon in his hand was even more like Yang Fusang. Yang Fusang toe a little, his body moved back a lot, and a little more, his feet were off the ground, his hands were open, and his white wide sleeves were like a pair of wings, floating in the air.

"Who are you, how did you dodge my harpoon?" Seaweed Man, no, the Seaweed Demon was more appropriate, and continued to wave the harpoon in his hand, and the sunrise Fusang stabbed him, and the harpoon was still wrapped with green seaweed, which was a little disgusting to look at (the seaweed had been demonized).

In order not to be contaminated with this disgusting thing, Yang Fusang flew higher, the feather string in his hand was placed on his left hand, and his right hand sacrificed his Yang Dusk Sword, ready to kill the disgusting monster in front of him with the sword.

I have to explain here, she originally used the Chi Si Sword, and later Ah Jin knew that her Chi Si Sword and Yunwu's Qing Nian Sword were a pair, so he made a Twilight Sun Sword with her, the Yang Twilight Sword was forged with Fusang Shenmu and Shenjin, Jin was responsible for its sharpness and hardness, Shenmu strengthened the power of driving away demons, and Shenmu could repel evil spirits without modification.

As soon as her Yang Dusk Sword came out, the seaweed that the seaweed demon exploded began to tremble, they were evil, naturally they were very afraid of the sword in Yang Fusang's hand, but this seaweed demon still attacked Yang Fusang, the harpoon in his hand touched the Yang Dusk Sword, the huge impact shattered the harpoon, Yang Fusang's sword pierced the seaweed demon's chest, and the seaweed on the seaweed demon's body climbed up along the sword, but unexpectedly, the Fusang Shenmu on the sword branded the seaweed, but the seaweed demon did not give up, but gathered some seaweed together, twisted it into a big thick rope, and wanted to attack Yang Fusang。

Yang Fusang's wide sleeves waved and glanced at him, "Are you still here?" you are endless, you have come to fight me for hundreds of years of Taoism, if it weren't for the fact that you are protecting this flower, I would have scattered your soul a long time ago." With this wave of her sleeve, the seaweed that had just been twisted into a rope scattered and returned to the seaweed demon.

"Aren't you still talking?" Yang Fusang retracted Yang Dusk and looked at the seaweed demon lying on the ground in front of him, "You don't have to be afraid, if you are a demon or a ghost, I will not spare it, if you haven't done anything bad, let Shuijun take you." ”

"I, I'm not as good as others, what you do with you depends on you, but you will return the flowers to me. The seaweed demon lay on the ground, shrinking back and forth.

"You have to answer me, what do you want this flower for?" Yang Fusang put the picked feather string in the air, protected it with magic, delayed for some time, this feather string was too long away from the body, and there was no water nourishment, she could only do this.

The seaweed demon looked at Yang Fusang's movements, not to hurt the flower, so he let down his guard, "I, she is my wife, and she didn't wait for me to come back, she became this feather string." ”

"You are her lover?Then how did you become like this?" Yang Fusang wondered that the seaweed demon in front of him was really the legendary male pig's foot, was that story true? Also, there are many wonderful things in the world that we don't know.

"When I went out to sea, I was caught by an evil dragon, and he turned me into what I am now, and asked me to help him kill the fishermen, and my wife waited for me on this cliff, and then she became this flower, and I knew that I had killed countless people, and I hoped that you would spare her, and I was willing to be punished. There were tears in the eyes of the seaweed demon, Yang Fusang was a person from the past, and she couldn't bear to be like this.

"You have done a lot of evil, you should have been put to death, I remember that you still have love in your heart, I can kill you to relieve the pain. Yang Fusang said these heartless words, and looking at the feather string flower that had just cast the spell, she asked the seaweed demon again, "Would you like to see her?"

"Can I still see her?" The seaweed demon knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Yang Fusang, and his attitude also changed greatly, "Immortal, immortal, let us meet as husband and wife, immortal." I can give up anything now, even if my soul is gone, I want to see her. ”

Yang Fusang cast a spell, on the edge of the cliff, the roots of the feather bunch flowers just now were pulled up, and the flowers and roots and leaves were connected together, and the green light surrounded this grass, half a cup of tea, this grass became a woman, she saw the seaweed demon kneeling on the ground, ran over and hugged him and cried bitterly, the two "lady" and "husband" kept screaming, complaining to each other, and Yang Fusang went to the side.

For a long time, the woman knelt behind Yang Fusang with the seaweed demon, "Patriarch, Yu Kuan has seen the patriarch, and I beg the patriarch to spare my husband's life, and Yu Kuan is willing to repay the patriarch by being a cow and a horse." ”

"Yu Kushi, although he was captured by the evil dragon, he has a lot of fishermen's lives in his hands, and I can't save him, unless he is willing to let go of everything he has now and become a new man. Yang Fusang couldn't bear the suffering of these two people who loved each other, so she could only do this, "Yu Chuan, are you willing to make sacrifices." ”

Feather String knelt on the ground and nodded desperately, and the seaweed demon next to her also kept nodding. Yang Fusang increased his voice, "You will lose your current Taoism, are you willing?"

"Yu Kuan is willing, as long as he can be with his husband, how he behaves, even if it is his life, Yu Kushi is willing. ”

"Okay, he destroyed all the signs of demons on his body, and then committed suicide, you use all your strength to purify his soul, I will send your soul to the underworld, and you will become a new person after you cultivate, so it will be difficult for you to go to heaven again. ”

"Hakushi is willing. ”

The seaweed demon abandoned the spell on his body, took all the demonized things, and killed himself with a harpoon that killed many fishermen, and Yu Kushi used her skills to purify his soul, and he became a ghost, Yang Fusang collected the souls of the two, and used the petals of the feather string flower to connect the souls of the two together, so that they can still be together in the next life.

Yang Fusang took them back to the town and told them to be reincarnated in the future, to do more good deeds and a variety of feather strings, so as to make up for the mistakes of the feather strings.

At night, Yang Fusang handed over the souls of the two to the ghosts who came to the town to hook the souls on the deserted street, and explained to them, sent the two to Meng Pozhuang, and brought a letter to Meng Qi, Yang Fusang has been in the underworld for a hundred years, and she knows all the ghosts in the underworld, even if she doesn't know them, they also know themselves, guests of the underworld, friends of the two bosses of black and white impermanence, and princess Ah Qi also has friends. Today's two ghosts nodded hurriedly, and reassured Yang Fusang, Yang Fusang did not treat them badly, and each had a reward.

After sending off this pair of loving people, Yang Fusang went back to the inn to sleep, she still has tomorrow's things, even if she is a god, she has to rest well.