Fan Wusu was ordered to leave the Ma Lingguan Temple.

With a shake of his body, he turned into a cloud of black smoke and headed for the slums.

When it comes.

It was already dusk.

In the slums, there was silence, except for a thin little girl in a tent, reciting the contents of the "Recipe for Medicine".

"This is the person who has passed down the medical Tao outside the sect, mastering the medical Tao and relieving the common people, without great compassion, it is difficult to cultivate the medical immortal formula. ”

For this little girl in the slum, Fan Wusu knows.

Beside the little girl, there is a ghost from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner secretly guarding the little girl from being harmed.

The little girl, after reciting the medicine and immortal recipes silently, should be tired, so she folded her clothes and lay down to sleep.

As she fell asleep, the sky above the little girl's tent shone brightly.

"Clear light cover, this little girl's mind is as pure as water, compassion is good, soul light can turn into a pool of clear water, with this clear light, the nearby ghosts and gods, can not harm her with evil magic, smart and upright, is the true god fairy saint, the palm of the sect is really discerning, the little girl is not simple, will achieve something in the future. ”

Glancing at the clear light above the little girl's tent, Fan Wusu turned into a puff of black smoke and quietly returned to his home.

Fan family.

A most ordinary fenced courtyard, thatched house.

Today's Fan family, after Fan Wu died without salvation, there is only one person left.

Lonely.

With white hair and a wrinkled face, he sat on top of a large bluestone, gloomy and sad.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man, and the sorrow since ancient times is nothing more than that.

The moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks the autumn.

The cutting is continuous, and the rationalization is still messy.

"It's good to be dead, you haven't done anything good in your life, you are separated from each other, you are called a harm by the villagers, and now you are dead, all the infamy has disappeared, I hope you can be reincarnated in a rich family in the next life, and be a good person. ”

Fan Wu died for too long.

Father Fan's heart hurts, but it still can't be completely eliminated.

When he lost his son in old age, he couldn't bear such pain physically and mentally, although this son was not filial, and he often caused trouble, and he was found by someone, and he needed to be accompanied by a smiling face.

Now that the child is gone, the home is deserted, silent, almost no longer angry, dull, lifeless, almost a hell on earth.

"No help, no help, no help..."

Father Fan muttered softly to himself, muttering Fan Wushu's name.

A thought and a heartache, tears on his face.

Fan Wu was rescued at home, and when he stood on the wall, the tears on Fan's father's cheeks had not yet dried, and he looked up at the sky and the moon, his eyes were blank and unfocused, full of confusion.

"Daddy!"

Moonlit night, fence yard.

Fan Wuxu called softly, full of emotion, and at this time, he really realized that his father, who was almost omnipotent, seemed to be really old.

The sideburns have turned white for some time, the skin has slackened for some time, and the powerful hands seem to have lost the powerful power of the past.

Inadvertently, the years have taken away my father's youth, and the vicissitudes of time are also old.

"No help, is that you?"

Father Fan's originally dazed eyes moved, turned his head, and looked at the top of the fence wall, but saw that the wall was empty, only the white moonlight sprinkled there, clear as frost.

"It's me!"

Fan Wusu suddenly remembered that he was a ghost body, and his father was a mortal fetus in the flesh, and he couldn't see himself at all without opening his heavenly eyes.

Busy running the black impermanence magic trick, manifesting the true body of impermanence, fluttering, standing on the fence wall without touching the ground.

"I'm back. ”

Father Fan was excited, immediately stood up, rubbed his eyes, and saw Fan Wusu floating on the fence wall, his expression immediately changed, and he picked up a stick from the ground.

Holding a stick, he pointed at Fan Wusu on the wall, and scolded him loudly, "You are dead now, you have become a ghost, it is not good to go to hell to atone for your sins, and then reincarnate in a rich and noble family, and be a good person in the next life." ”

"What are you doing again, didn't you harm the slums enough when you were alive, and if you became a ghost, you also want to harm the villagers?"

"If you dare to continue to do this kind of thing, even if you do it now, your father will have to break your legs. ”

Father Fan danced with a stick in his hand, and he was violent, and he didn't see Fan Wusheng's happiness at all, only mourning his misfortune.

Fan Wusu floated lightly, landed in front of Fan's father, bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Fan's father three times, "Daddy, the child has already learned that he is wrong, until yesterday, it was all the child's bad, causing chickens and dogs to jump in the slums, and causing a lot of trouble to Daddy." ”

"After the child died, I worshiped a master, practiced under the master's seat, realized yesterday's mistake, I want to leave here with the master, go to the sect to practice, today is to say goodbye to my father. ”

"Please rest assured that the child has changed his mind and become a new person, and will let the world know the name of the child in the future, and after a hundred years of his father, I will also take his father away, so that his father can enjoy the blessings of yin. ”

The stick raised by Father Fan stopped in mid-air, and suddenly burst into tears.

Bang dang.

The stick fell to the ground.

"Good boy, good boy, you are finally sensible, you don't have to worry about your father anymore, it's better than anything. ”

"You did evil in your life, and you didn't meet any good masters, I never imagined that you would be so lucky and meet such a good master after you died. ”

"In the future, you have to follow your master well, don't do evil, don't worry, my body is strong, I will be fine, even if I live for twenty years, it is not a problem. ”

Fan Wu said, "The child must follow the instructions of his father. ”

"Master Zhang, you're still waiting for me, the child has gone, and after the child has refined the true Fa, he will come back to see you. ”

Father Fan smiled on his face, "Go, go, honor your master well, you don't have to worry about your father's affairs." ”

Fan Wusu left some gold and silver, "This money is enough to make you rich and noble for a lifetime." ”

"The boy is gone. ”

Fan Wusu turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared into the courtyard.

And beside Father Fan, there was a piece of gold the size of a human head, some silver tickets, and a lot of broken silver.

"This child, I didn't think that after death, I changed my mind and became a new person. ”

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Father Fan hurriedly put away the gold and silver treasures left by Fan Wuxuan.

So much money, even in the current chaos of war, is enough to live a good life in the world.

Single City Barracks.

Lin Lei took Xie Bi'an step by step, and the speed was extremely fast.

In an instant.

He had already arrived at the gate of the barracks.

"The barracks are heavy, and idle people are not allowed to enter, who are you and what do you want to do?"

In front of the barracks, two soldiers stood sentry.

Seeing Lin Lei and Xie Bi'an, who had already arrived in front of the barracks a few steps away, although they were afraid in their hearts, they still scolded loudly.