Just as Qiu Sanmei was planning for his future life, he suddenly remembered a question that made him forget.

If Fan Chen goes back and talks about the fact that his wallet is full of gold, not to mention the people in the casino, even the gangsters and thieves on the street, they may all change their careers to become robbers, not to mention the fast arresters in the government who are good at tracking and solving crimes! With so many people and so many wild roads, where can they escape?

He lowered his head and looked at Fan Chen, and a way to make himself afraid flashed in his heart!

Push everything to Fan Chen, pretending not to know anything, anyway, several people know that it is the fat sheep touched by Fan Chen, and they will never be able to contact themselves, and then say a little rumors, such as Fan Chen got a lot of money and ran away, etc., and he will be safe.

At that time, no matter whether the person reports to the official or not, the attention of the people on the road and the official government will be on Fan Chen, and I will find another time to sneak away, and if I am far away from here, I will change my name and surname, and live a free life from now on.

Evil thoughts are a seed that grows wildly once it grows in the heart.

Qiu San could no longer suppress the demon in his heart, and looked at Fan Chen like a lamb to the slaughter.

Taking advantage of Fan Chen's inattention, he kicked the back of the head, and then made up for it a few more times, making sure that Fan Chen was out of breath, then found a nearby dirt pit, threw Fan Chen into it, covered it with a branch, and covered it with both hands to dig the soil, and then left with a desire for the future and a smart and clever self-satisfaction.

The gray sky covered the earth, everything lost its color, the cold, damp air was filled with blood and mania, the whole town was empty, not a trace of popularity could be felt, and the once bustling flow of people never appeared again.

Fan Chen walked back and forth endlessly on this barren street, not knowing the cold and heat, not hungry, and occasionally saw an old man in a shroud, a strong man covered in blood, a skinny child, and a criminal in prison uniform with his head in his hand walking towards the field with a dull gaze, and his heart was indifferent.

I don't know how long later, at the door of a restaurant, a Taoist chief dressed in a gorgeous costume and holding a dust whisk appeared in front of him, and he appeared so suddenly that Fan Chen's cold heart shook slightly.

Who is he, why is he here, his brightly colored clothes and ruddy expression on his face are so dazzling in this black and white world.

I don't know why, it seems that there is a force in the dark that guides Fan Chen and encourages Fan Chen, I don't know why? Fan Chen just wants to get closer to him, get closer to him.

Huafu Daoist seemed to sense Fan Chen's existence, he turned to look, and those deep eyes seemed to penetrate the void, see through the void, and directly locked on to Fan Chen's location.

He beckoned to Fan Chen and motioned for Fan Chen to follow him.

The slender and majestic body moved slowly in front of Fan Chen like a mountain, and before he knew it, he left the street he had walked for an unknown amount of time and came to a Taoist temple. This temple is very dilapidated, eroded by the years and lost its original appearance, leaving only a pile of broken tiles.

When Fan Chen was contemplative in the face of all this, a violent shout came from his ears: "Fan Chen, don't wake up yet, when will you stay?"

Fan Chen's heart set off turbulent waves, all kinds of past events surfaced in his mind, and the world gradually recovered its gorgeous colors.

Green, what a beautiful green, he had forgotten how long it had been since he had seen it.

Fan Chen slowly remembered. In the past, he was a thief, trying to survive alone in this difficult world, without enough food and clothing. He thought he would go on like this.

Until that day, the Taoist who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an extraordinary temperament appeared, and his light hands took away his wallet, which was a lot of money, a golden ingot. Until a lewd, cruel face appeared in front of me.

He is Qiu San, Qiu San~~ Fan Chen remembered, and he remembered everything. remembered that Qiu Sanyi kicked him in the back of the head and robbed him of his hope for the future.

Fan Chen looked up to the sky and roared: "Qiu San!" The rolling sound rippled in a circle, it seemed to be the roar of a beast, and it had a ghostly rhyme.

Fan Chen looked back at the Dao Chief, only the Dao Elder stood ten meters behind him, with a sad, regretful, and disgusted expression on his face.

This expression made Fan Chen feel that he had been greatly humiliated, and he rushed towards him! The Dao Chief took out a golden gossip mirror engraved with runes from his arms, and with a flash of golden light, Fan Chen was shrouded in it, and he couldn't enter an inch.

There was a demon with vicious eyes, fangs, and cyan hair flying all over the sky in the mirror, Fan Chen was startled, and couldn't help but shout: "Ghost!"

The Taoist seemed to be amused by Fan Chen, he pointed to the mirror, and then pointed at Fan Chen.

Fan Chen was stunned, the Lingtai was clear for a while, and the evil ghost in the mirror turned out to be himself! The scene before death flashed in his mind, and the emotions of unwillingness and anger quickly filled Fan Chen's mind, "Qiu San, Qiu San, I will dig out your heart with my own hands and take revenge." ”

Huafu Daoist sighed lightly, "Yuan Dao, you are blinded by this rolling red dust, bound by thousands of threads of cause and effect, so obsessed, when will you be able to return to your origin?

This shout was like spring thunder on the ground, and Fan Chen, who was in the form of his soul, remembered the magnificent palace, the blessed land where the four seasons were like spring, and the few brothers and sisters who were like siblings seemed to show a caring smile to me.

It turned out that Fan Chen was a disciple of Jinhua Mountain's Five Blessings Yuan Dao, when he went out to cultivate, he was attacked by a big demon, and his body died. That's 300 years.

"Senior brother!" Fan Chen let out a sad voice, regained his true nature, and his heart was clear, that is, let go of hatred, eliminate cause and effect, and there was no trace of fetters in this world. The Huafu Taoist in front of me was my senior brother 400 years ago, Yuan Dong.

"Senior brother, come back to the mountain with me to meet Master. ”

Fan Chen thought of these lives, blinded by Hongchen, imprisoned by the world, lost himself, extremely ashamed in his heart, and felt faceless to see his master again.

"Senior brother, I am now clear in the spiritual platform, and I want to practice in the mortal world for a period of time to consolidate my Dao heart! ”

"In this case, I will help you to meet in the Huishan Mountain when your merits are fulfilled. Yuan Dong waved his sleeves and incorporated Fan Chen's soul into his sleeves.

A few days later, Yuan Dong found the body of a person who had just died of illness and said to Fan Chen: "Senior brother, not long after this person passed away, let's temporarily use this body to practice in mortal dust!"

Fan Chen saw that his body and face were obscene, with one-word eyebrows, a big beard, short and stout, and his appearance was unsightly!

The life of the cultivator is free and easy, and he doesn't care! Yuan moved a wisp of mana to send Fan Chen into the master.

"The dust of the past is gone with the wind, open the door to seek immortals tonight!"

Fan Chen fell to the ground, grateful!" From today onwards, everything starts again. From now on, I will worship you as a teacher, and please give me my name!"

Yuan Dong said: "Senior brother, why are you doing this?"

Fan Chen's attitude was resolute and refused to change. Yuan Dong said helplessly: "Okay! I will accept you in name and give you the Dharma name Qingchen!"

"Master Xie. ”

Yuan Dong drifted away, and Fan Chen walked the world in the name of clearing dust. Because he once cultivated the Tao and had a very high understanding, he soon reached the height he once had, and later it was convenient for the Xue brothers to meet.