In fact, what the little fox doesn't know is that even if two people pick at the same time, none of them can succeed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Chu Lingfeng and the little fox touched the red and white flowers at the same time, and suddenly felt that their bodies were light, as if their souls had left their bodies. Countless figures and things flashed in front of him, and among them, there were two familiar figures, as if in an instant, and as if many years had passed, and many lives had passed. Chu Lingfeng and the little fox Xiangxiang woke up suddenly, both of them were holding a delicate flower in their hands, they succeeded, but no one would care about these anymore. The two only had each other in their eyes at this time, and the two looked at each other with tears. "Xiangxiang!" "Ling Feng!" I feel that I have known each other for a hundred years and a thousand years, a long, long time, but I can't talk about it. Yes, the two of them have forgotten, and the many worlds they have just passed by have been forgotten cleanly, without a trace. But in the dark, the hearts of the two are very close, they are very close, and they are already the most important people in their lives.

"Little Engong?" a voice disturbed their gaze, and when they looked back, it was the ghost of a scribe. It turned out that the thousand years that the two of them had passed through were just a moment in the outside world, and many ghosts just saw the two reach out and pick the flowers, and then they looked at each other and wept.

"What's the matter?" Chu Lingfeng asked as he wiped away his tears. The scribe ghost smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay, it's okay, shouldn't you put these two spirit flowers into the jade box?" The scribe ghost is helpless, you cry for no reason, but you ask others something! At this time, the little fox also woke up and shouted; "Why am I crying?" Chu Lingfeng replied: "I cried too, maybe this flower is as spicy as a green onion." ”

Putting away the things, Chu Lingfeng said: "General, my master and companion are still outside after being injured, since this Manzhu Sawa can heal their injuries, I want to send them first." ”

This group of ghosts did not dare to step out of the realm of death at will, otherwise they would go crazy after a long time. So Chu Lingfeng and the others returned to the place where Mr. Jin and Liu Erniang were resting alone, and told the two about the experience. Chu Lingfeng took out two red petals of Manzhu Sawa, and Mr. Jin and the two took them separately. Sure enough, the injuries of the two had recovered in just half an hour.

Mr. Jin was very excited to see that he had fully recovered when he moved his body, and said, "Ling Feng, go and meet which general." They're pitiful enough, and you don't know how long it will take you to go out and find the ghost and talk to them. If they are willing, I will be able to cast a spell and ask the ghost to send me right away. ”

Chu Lingfeng was overjoyed, and hurriedly led the way. The little fox and Liu Erniang both shrunk their bodies and were protected by Chu Lingfeng's jade pendant, while Mr. Jin slapped three Heavenly Official talismans on his body in a row before he dared to enter the dead air.

When everyone saw the general's ghost again, they explained their intentions, and many ghosts were naturally overjoyed, they had been here for five hundred years, and they wanted to leave. Everyone hurriedly urged Mr. Jin to do it quickly.

Mr. Jin first looked at the surrounding environment, stood in front of the spatial crack and said with a smile: "This is good, it saves me from figuring out the direction, and with this rift, I promise to notify the underworld faster." “

After speaking, he took out a table from the Qiankun bag, and then took out a large pile of bits and pieces of the statue, incense burner, order flag, law bell, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Soon an altar was set up in front of the spatial crack. I saw Mr. Jin lighting the three pillars of incense and bowing a few times to the four directions. Then he wrote down the story on a piece of yellow paper with a pen and begged the underworld to help extradite the ghosts. Not to mention that Mr. Jin's article is still very literary, it can be said that the words are rich and touching, and the situation of the ghosts is extremely miserable.

Then Mr. Jin chanted the mantra: "Taiyi Lingyang, purple gas is brilliant, Jingyan Yuan characters, whitewash the inkstone; He recited it in his mouth, and wrote a talisman in his hand in one go. Mr. Jin wrapped the letter with a rune, and first took out the Jiama Guan Dish and incinerated it with some money. Then he chanted the mantra and said: "Burn incense to reach the cave house, the true qi will receive the incense, sincerely invite the immortals, and sincerely welcome the ghosts." At the same time, he incinerated the talisman in his hand.

Everyone saw a puff of green smoke drifting into the spatial crack. After the time of half a pillar of incense, the direct space fluctuated, and the air rippled like the surface of the water. A team of ghosts came out of the ripples, and there were as many as twenty or thirty of them.

Mr. Jin was also shocked, it was the first time he had seen such a ghost. Fortunately, seeing that there were many people who had dealt with each other well, he hurriedly stepped forward and greeted: "You ghost cha big brother has worked, I want to give you ghost cha big brother a glass of water and wine." As he spoke, he incinerated a large amount of money.

One of them, who had dealt with him many times, replied, "Mr. Kim is always so polite, these are just what we should do." Mr. Kim, let me introduce you. As he spoke, he pointed to a tall ghost with two horns and a dark face: "This is Brother Niu." He pointed to a ghost with a red face and a long face: "This is Brother Ma." “

The black-faced Niu brother didn't seem to like to talk much, so he just arched his hand to Mr. Jin and said to the red-faced ghost: "I'll go to work." So he took a green gourd from his waist and walked out with a group of ghosts.

Brother Ma, who was red-faced, looked good-natured, smiled and greeted Mr. Jin and said, "This time, I still want to thank Mr. Jin for giving us this credit." Seeing Mr. Jin's puzzled face, Brother Ma explained again: "Presumably Mr. Jin knows that it is all up to luck who you invite in the human world. Today, Mr. Jin's luck is not ordinarily good, and today your invitation rune fell to our first judge of the underworld, Cui Juan. And Brother Niu and I were lucky enough to pass by, and we were named by Cui to do this errand. You must know that we are little ghosts who have not been able to see Cui Juan for thousands of years, as long as this errand is done well, we will go back and be promoted. The expression of the eyebrows fluttering made everyone wonder, "The jujube red on his big face can't be the blood of excitement!"

It was still Mr. Jin who was old and steady, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello at this time. Brother Ma patted Mr. Jin on the shoulder and said, "Brother Jin, I won't treat my brother badly, today I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha to give you a benefit." Say, he pointed to the small pool in front of the spatial crack: "Presumably Brother Jin hasn't seen that thing, right?"

Mr. Jin had already seen this black and slimy half-pool of liquid, but he really hadn't seen it, so he hurriedly said, "Please give me some advice." Brother Ma smiled: "This is the thousand-year-old Xuanshen Stone Milk, and if you take it, you can strengthen your divine soul." The Divine Soul is stronger, not only is it easier for you to cultivate and cast spells, but it will also be easier for you to develop better when you reach the bottom in the future. ”

Mr. Jin was shocked when he heard this: "Jin does not dare to possess such treasures for fear of causing trouble." ”

Brother Ma looked at Mr. Jin appreciatively and said, "Brother Jin really understands people, but you can take what you give it." Our brothers can't collect this thing in the yang world, and besides, it's just a thousand-year-old stone milk, if it's a 10,000-year-old thing, it will become as transparent as black crystal, and it's a treasure even for those cultivators. The thousand-year-old stone milk is of no use to them. ”

Only then did Mr. Jin put his mind at ease, and when he changed hands, a large amount of money was incinerated again. Brother Ma's big red face smiled even more happily. praised again and again: "Brother Jin is really good at being a man!"

At this time, the black-faced Niu Ge ghost came back with all the ghosts, and raised the green skin gourd in his hand: "Okay, let's go." Brother Ma nodded and asked someone to bring the general and other sober ghosts, and they were about to return to the underworld. The ghosts hurriedly thanked everyone.

Mr. Jin hurriedly shouted, "Shangcha, what should I do about this?" he said, pointing to the spatial crack.

Brother Ma smiled: "We can't get this, someone will repair it in the underworld when we go back." As he spoke, he entered the ripples: "There was also a voice in the air: "Brother Jin, remember to drink with me!" and then all the ghosts disappeared.

Mr. Jin smiled bitterly, looking for you to drink, I guess it's below!