Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 64

Shenzhu pursed his lips and smiled, narrowed his eyes and said, "I just changed my clothes, why are you so nervous?"

"Where did I expect you to have such a different temperament when you change clothes..." He Tang made a few laps around him, clicking his tongue again and again, "God stick, among other things, you are far inferior to your apprentice when it comes to buying clothes , tsk tsk, this style, this temperament, this fairy... If you wear it like this to tell people's fortunes, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, you won't be able to hear good or bad fortune, and I will throw you a lot of money!"

"..." Shenzhu gritted his teeth, "I'm not kidding."

"Yeah, why don't you just laugh? Fortune-telling is so troublesome."

"...It seems that it is necessary to tell your fortune."

The magic stick raised his hand and was about to pinch his fingers, but was stopped by Yang Jinshu: "Farewell, sir!"

He Tang grinned: "My life is long gone, what are you?"

"I will count when you will be punished!"

"This is retribution! Look at my broken physique! I have to go to the dead man's ditch to wash away my bad luck!"

"Pfft—" The magic stick was no match for him, so he stopped laughing.

"Actually, after thinking about it, I can go directly to the underworld to reincarnate!" He Tang rested his chin in thought, "Anyway, I have avenged my revenge, so it's fine to stay in this world..."

After talking about it, his tone became lower and lower, even he wasn't quite sure.

Yang Jinshu's eyes darkened, he forced the corners of his mouth to move, but did not speak.

Seeing his expression from the corner of the eye, the magic stick couldn't help but ask, "Oh? No nostalgia?"

"Yes..." He Tang sneaked a sneak peek at Yang Jinshu, "I'm quite happy with Jinshu."

Yang Jinshu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile.

"But according to the procedure of the underworld, Jin Shu and I have settled our wish, so we should... report to the underworld, right?" He Tang asked hesitantly, "It should be like this...isn't it?"

Yang Jinshu nodded: "Yes."

"..." He Tang was silent for a moment, squatting on the ground and drawing circles, "Then...it's not good to be that much, I...I just liked you a little bit, I haven't talked enough about you yet..."

"Since you don't want to go, then obediently go to Dead Man's Ditch." Yang Jinshu said with a smile, "Heal your injury, and we will live on this mountain for hundreds of years."

"Hundreds of years is a long time..." He Tang tilted his head and looked up at him, and smiled, "If we are bored living here, let's go to the Transmigration Department and find a way to travel to other worlds, and I will take you walk around."

Yang Jinshu hadn't been to many places, and hearing him speak like this made him look forward to it.

"Where is the Crossing Division?" Min Yuejun suddenly asked, "Fu Lan also mentioned there, what's going on?"

"..." He Tang blinked, remembering that Min Yuejun didn't know his background, he made a slip of the tongue and didn't know how to answer.

Min Yuejun looked at the magic stick: "Master?"

"Actually, I don't really understand..." The magic stick sniffled, glared at He Tang, and explained, "It's just... the underworld is very big, and it's like the imperial court has various departments in charge of different things. It should be... the yamen that manages those souls who have gone wrong."

"A wrong soul?" Min Yue Jun kept these words in his mouth and thought about them, his eyes glanced over He Tang hesitantly.He couldn't help recalling the few words Fu Lan said. He seemed to be able to see through He Tang's details. Could it be that He Tang has something to do with this crossing company?No... He suddenly said, "Fu Lan has been trapped in the well, and later entered Zhu Zishan's body, why is he so familiar with the underworld? Has he been there?"

"That's right!" He Tang woke up, "Ghosts who die suddenly cannot enter the underworld, where did he hear that?"

"Fu Lan's practice of ghosts is extremely yin and evil. He has dabbled in many ancient secret arts. I think..." Yang Jinshu said seriously, "He must have seen the evil cultivation methods from somewhere."

"Do you think it has something to do with his death?" He Tang rubbed his chin and wondered, "Look, if his insidious villain really wants to harm someone, how many of them can beat him? But he Trapped in the well of an inn for decades! Can't get out for decades! How terrible is the person who pinned him down at the bottom of the well?"

Yang Jinshu and Shenzhu looked at each other in blank dismay.

The two of them are quite familiar with the underworld, and have read many secret books on the ghost way, but they still can't figure out Fu Lan's mind, and they are played around by him.The Zhu family was destroyed, and Fu Lan was full of ambition. They had nothing to rely on except the strange rock in Min Yuejun's hands. If there is really someone in the world who can subdue Fu Lan...

"It's not necessarily a human being who held him down at the bottom of the well." Min Yuejun interrupted their speculation, and the hypothesis he put forward was even more shocking, "The living people's understanding of the underworld is less than one-thousandth of that of ghosts. If you get a glimpse of it, it won't be a big deal. I suspect that the person who suppressed him at the bottom of the well...is probably someone from the underworld."

"This...is it impossible?" He Tang scratched his head, "Does the underworld not care about such a terrifying ghost?"

Shenzhu frowned slightly, guessing: "What if the underworld doesn't know?"

"This..." Yang Jinshu wanted to deny it, but judging from his many years of dealing with Yincha, the affairs of the underworld are complicated, and there are indeed many things that he can't take care of, and even often make mistakes.In order to conceal these mistakes, the ghosts below will secretly ask them ghosts who have not entered the underworld to help solve these small troubles, and the ghosts will help them remember some merits, or give them some benefits in exchange.

Those ancient books and treasures in Yang Jinshu's house were secretly obtained from the ghost market under the matchmaking of the underworld.

"I think you're all going to go to hell for a while." Min Yuejun glanced over the three of them, and added, "However, before that, let's go to Dead Man's Valley first to see if we can get Hetang out of the way." Wash away the black mist on your body."

"Are we going to the underworld?" He Tang pointed to himself, Yang Jinshu and Shengu, "Your master is going too?"

Min Yuejun looked at the magic stick and asked, "Master, what do you think?"

"I..." Shenzhu was in a dilemma. He actually didn't want to go to the underworld. As a dead ghost, if he went to the underworld, he could easily be mistaken for his wish to be reincarnated.If he was accidentally caught by the messenger, wouldn't Min Yuejun be left alone in the world?

The last time Min Yuejun thought that his soul was gone, he still persisted in summoning his soul from thousands of miles away. After seeing him by accident, he tried his best to take him away. , Min Yuejun was so nervous again... This little bastard apprentice finally managed to speak normally, and now that he's gone...

The magic stick said duplicity: "I... am I not trapped by the Gu Ling Jue? Can I leave? How about you unlock the Gu Ling Jue?"

Min Yuejun said with a cold face: "You think beautifully."

The magic stick curled his lips, but he couldn't help being a little happy in his heart.

Min Yuejun immediately said: "I will accompany you."

"What?!" The magic stick was furious immediately, "Why are you crazy?! You are a living person, what kind of hell do you want to go to? Don't you want to live?"

Min Yuejun was as calm as water: "I don't want to live anymore. If I can achieve my wish by entering the underworld, why not do it?"

"..." Shenzhu was furious, "Min Yuejun! Do you speak up to the ancestors of Qinglian Temple!"

"A person like me who has created such a heinous crime is not worthy of being the head of Qinglian Temple." Min Yuejun approached slowly, raised his hand to gently caress the face of the magic stick, and said with lowered eyes, "Master, if I can really die Now, you can accompany me to the Nine Springs to apologize to them, okay?"

The god stick stared at him blankly, and there was deep guilt and despair hidden in those pitch-black pupils, which made his soul tremble.He had no heart for a long time, but this look made him ashamed to face it.

"...Okay." The magic stick compromised, "I promise you."

Perhaps for him and Min Yuejun, this might not be a good ending.

Watching this scene, He Tang felt faintly uncomfortable.Although he always likes to tease the master and the apprentice, and tried his best to enliven the atmosphere between them, the unrelenting pressure between the two always made him feel distressed involuntarily.

Hateful people must have pity.

Fulan wanted to live by any means, but Min Yuejun wanted to die.

If it was true as he said, he wanted to die a long time ago, then what supported him to spend these long and painful years alone?Does Qinglian look at those immature disciples?Shimen's foundation?Or is it just... the magic stick unintentionally facilitated... that never-ending cheat setting?

He forced a smile and tried to break the weird atmosphere between them with a joke: "Hey, Daoist Min, you always tease and pat and touch your master like this, it's so unscrupulous! I always think you have a crush on you master……"

God stick:"……"

He and Min Yuejun looked at He Tang together.

Yang Jinshu echoed from the side: "Actually... it's a bit similar."

The magic stick: "...I didn't expect you, Jin Shu, to be led astray by He Tang."

"Secret love?" Min Yuejun repeated these two words, shaking his head slightly, "No."

The god stick nodded, it was impossible...

"Then why are you stalking him so hard?" He Tang muttered, "I always thought you two were in love with each other, killed each other and had a sadistic relationship..."

"Master is unique." Min Yuejun said, "I don't know what you're talking about, but... I won't let him go."

God stick: "..." Wait, this kind of words sound ambiguous!Little bastard, do you know what you're talking about! ! !

He Tang clutched his chest and fell on Yang Jinshu, pretending to be weak: "Master, someone actually shows affection in front of you and me, I feel like we are about to be compared!"

Yang Jinshu supported him, and smiled: "...what do you want to do?"

He Tang stretched out his hand: "Come here and let my husband kiss you."

Yang Jinshu leaned over and kissed his ear.

"..." He Tang covered his ears in embarrassment, "Say yes, I'll kiss you!"

"Well, dear." Yang Jinshu looked down at him.

"..." He Tang turned his head away, bit his lip in embarrassment for a moment, then turned back and kissed him on the mouth.

Min Yuejun, God Stick: "..."

Seeing that it was getting late, the magic stick floated over and lifted He Tang up: "Let's go, let's go to Dead Man's Ditch!"

"Aww, let go! I'm not a puppy! Jin Shu save me!" He Tang yelled.

Yang Jinshu followed with a smile, but did not come to the rescue.

Min Yuejun slowly followed up, side by side with Yang Jinshu, and whispered: "I remember the last time I came here, you still have an old ghost here, why didn't you see it this time?"

"You mean Uncle Liu?" Yang Jinshu didn't know why he brought up Old Liu, but said honestly, "He should go back to the mass grave. His tomb is there."

"How is this person's temperament?"

"Uncle Liu?" Yang Jinshu said immediately without even thinking about it, "He is kind and enthusiastic, he is very kind to his neighbors, he always helps everyone, he is a very kind elder."

Min Yuejun said lightly, "Really."

"Yeah, he saved you last time..." Yang Jinshu looked over suspiciously, but saw Min Yuejun's stern side face was translucently white under the moonlight of the winter night, like a piece of porcelain.

This person is too unsmooth, more like a dead person than a group of real ghosts like them.