Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 61

It was too late, when he saw that Mrs. Seven's soul was swallowed up by Zhu Xiaowu, he knew it was too late.

Zhu Xiaowu... No, he should be called Fulan.

Fulan licked his lips contentedly, removed all the pretense of weakness, stood up from the ground, stretched his limbs lazily, and healed the wound on his body.He raised his chin slightly, stared at Yang Jinshu and smiled: "What are you looking at, you think I'm cruel?"

Yang Jinshu gritted his teeth and said, "They are just two poor mothers, you use them...how vicious."

"Vicious?" Fu Lan thought it was funny, "You are really naive, a scholar. Which of these two women is innocent? I just took their souls as my own and helped get rid of two ghosts in the world. Shouldn't you thank me? "

Yang Jinshu said angrily: "The evil spirits in the entire Zhu Mansion can't compare to you alone!"

"Yo, that's what you said." Fu Lan brushed off the bloody snow on his body, "I didn't eat those ghosts from the Zhu family, they didn't taste good, and I detested them."

"You didn't come to Zhu's house to find those ghosts at all. They were just a cover for you to deceive us. From the very beginning, you were looking for the sixth lady." Yang Jinshu suddenly felt naive, "Why are you working so hard every step of the way?"

"For what? Naturally, to live." Fu Lan squeezed her wrist, "I wanted to take the body of Mrs. Liu, but who would have thought that Mrs. Hongshao actually took out her heart! Zhu Xiaowu's body is mystical!" Although I don’t like it, I can only make do with it now.”

He Tang resisted the pain in his body and asked him, "Where's Xiao Wu? What did you do to Xiao Wu?"

"Don't worry, Brother Tang, your little Wu is sleeping well in your body. When I get tired someday, I will let him out to let him out." Fu Lan smiled innocently, "Brother Tang, I avenged you, Don't you praise me?"

He Tang said disgustedly: "I don't know the old monster who has been dead for decades, don't call me brother, okay? The generation gap is far away, disgusting."

"I thought you liked me pretending to be a child and acting like a spoiled child to you." Fu Lan put away the smile on her face, looked at the sky not far away, and raised her eyebrows, "Oh? Someone from Qinglian Temple?"

Yang Jinshu and He Tang Qiqi became nervous.

"I forgot to say, actually I have a lot of connections with Qinglian Temple." Fu Lan looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, "These juniors are very powerful, they have captured all the ghosts in the Zhu Mansion in such a short period of time, what a formidable future generation! "

He Tang pretended not to know what he was talking about, and asked, "What connection do you have with Qinglian Temple? Isn't it because you were rescued by a magic stick once before?"

"At that time, I didn't realize it clearly. I didn't know that I had been to Qinglian Temple." Fu Lan straightened his sleeves and said, "I am an old senior of Qinglian Temple. Qingrong should call me uncle."

"Oh, why haven't I seen Master Uncle?"

The sound of the magic stick came from a distance, and he and Min Yuejun fell from the sword one after another, both of them suffered minor injuries, and the ghostly aura lingered all over their bodies, but it was not serious. It seemed that just as Fu Lan said, all the ghosts of the Zhu family were captured by them. Received.

The red mist surrounding Zhu's house gradually dissipated, revealing thick dark clouds in the sky.

The snow had stopped long ago, and Zhu's house was dead silent, only a few uninvited guests were left.

"I haven't seen you either." Fu Lan looked him up and down and said with a smile, "But I can guess that senior brother must like you very much."

The smile on the god stick's face cooled down.

He was indeed held in the palm of the master's hand with high hopes, but...he remembered what He Tang said about him being similar to Fu Lan, and couldn't help asking: "Why? Could it be that the master also likes you very much?"

"Brother, he does love me a lot, but I am different from him and let him down. Could it be that you have let him down too?"

"..."

Fu Lan laughed: "Sure enough."

Min Yuejun has been standing silently behind the god stick, dressed in Taoist robes, calm and calm, completely different from others.

Fu Lan looked at his attire and suddenly said, "Are you the current master of Qinglian Temple?"

Min Yuejun didn't answer him, remaining expressionless as usual.

"It's strange, it's really strange." Fu Lan said twice, and sighed, "Young and mature, with profound morals, but also obsessed, it's strange that Qinglian Temple is actually headed by someone like you."

"Demented?" The magic stick was puzzled, "What is insane?"

"Oh? You can't see it?" Fulan was surprised again, staring at Min Yuejun for a long time, clicked his tongue, and said, "No wonder, with his appearance, it's hard to see that he's gone mad."

"I haven't gone mad." Min Yuejun looked at the magic stick and said calmly, "Don't listen to his nonsense."

Fu Lan laughed: "Don't be afraid, someone will accompany you soon."

The magic stick was puzzled: "What do you mean by that?"

Fulan pointed at Hetang surrounded by black mist, and said with a smile: "Here, Xiao Hetang is plotted against by his mother, so he will suffer!"

"He Tang?!" Yang Jinshu shook his hand and hugged He Tang even tighter, "What's wrong with him? What is this black mist?"

"If you die, you will become a ghost. If you don't enter the underworld, you will have resentment. If there is a curse, you will gather violence, and the violence will become evil." Fu Lan said with a smile, "Do you know what is the most powerful ghost? It is evil. He Tang, If things go on like this, sooner or later they will become evil."

"No!" Yang Jinshu argued with determination in his eyes, "Although He Tang is impulsive and irritable, he is kind-hearted, so how could he become evil?"

"Mr. Yang, as long as he is a ghost who has not been reincarnated, he will have resentment in his heart. As long as there is resentment, the resentment will become deeper and deeper. What's more, he was cursed by his own mother?"

"He Tang didn't reincarnate, but because of regrets in his heart. Now that his mother has been killed by your scheme, he has no regrets and can go to the underworld to be reincarnated." Yang Jinshu looked down at He Tang, and said with eyebrows raised, "I will sent him to hell."

He Tang's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at him in surprise: "Jin Shu..."

"He Tang, my dear, you'll be fine. I'll send you to the underworld. Once you're in the underworld, you won't have any grievances or troubles." Yang Jinshu held his hand tightly, "You'll be fine." ,I swear."

"Are you willing?" Fu Lan raised an eyebrow.

"I stayed in this world only to accompany him to fulfill his wish. Now that the Zhu family has returned to dust, I should leave with him." Yang Jinshu looked at him with his usual calm and indifferent expression, "I will not let him follow in your footsteps." , you have become evil, there is no cure, but he is still young, there should be no blood on his hands, I will not let him become a victim in your hands."

"Young Master Yang, I haven't become a demon yet." Fu Lan changed the subject, "But...if He Tang is willing to let me eat them together, maybe I will become one."

"You're delusional!" He Tang struggled out of Yang Jinshu's arms, stared at him and said, "I won't be eaten by you!"

"Tsk, then there is no other way, this body still has a lot of affection for you, so I won't make any plans for you, but..." Fu Lan stared at him up and down and asked, "Where's that red stone? How do you give me?"

Hearing the word "red stone", Yang Jinshu was startled: "He Tang, you...you took out Daoist Min's stone?"

He Tang didn't dare to answer him, and yelled back, "So what if I don't give it?"

"No? If you don't, I'll grab it." Fu Lan stretched out his hand, and a red long sword gradually appeared in his palm.

Min Yuejun said lightly: "The stone is with me, you may not be able to snatch it."

Fu Lan narrowed his eyes, unwilling to believe it.

Min Yuejun spread out his palm, the palm looked like the piece of red gravel that He Tang secretly brought out - it had absorbed dozens of souls from the Zhu family just now, and now it was glowing faintly red, and its sinister aura was locked In Min Yuejun's palm, Fu Lan could feel keenly that it was devouring and digesting the hostility.He couldn't help but his eyes were red: "Good stuff!"

"Want?" Min Yuejun smiled slightly, "How about grabbing it?"

Fu Lan was attracted by him, and was about to step forward, but quickly backed away, and said cautiously: "I am not as powerful as you now, so I won't grab it. But... this thing is too dark, how can you bear it when you carry it on your body? I just need to wait quietly by the side, and when you are bitten by it, I can take the opportunity to steal it."

Ever since he mentioned that Min Yuejun had gone mad, the magic stick hadn't said a word, and now he pursed his lips tightly, guessing the deep meaning of his words.He found it strange that such a large piece of strange stone Min Yuejun could control it effortlessly in the dungeon of Qinglian Guan, how could this small piece of broken stone cause him great harm?Although Min Yuejun's body is damaged, his cultivation level is not low. There are many magic weapons on his body. It is not difficult to restrain this little thing. Why did Fu Lan say...

"You won't have this chance." Min Yuejun put away the gravel, and the corners of his lips curled up, "The sixth lady and the seventh lady are the most sinister ghosts raised by evil methods, you devour them with a mortal body , doesn’t taste good? Do you want the junior to help you cure it?”

As soon as he said this, Fu Lan's calm and even haughty expression immediately disappeared, and she narrowed her eyes and looked at him coldly: "I underestimated you, if my senior brother knew that Qinglian Temple is currently headed by someone like you , presumably he will die in peace."

For Min Yuejun, these words are no longer slanderous.He frowned, and was about to sneer back, but he heard the magic stick on the side snorted coldly: "Whether my apprentice is good or bad, I, a master, haven't said anything yet, you make random comments that can't even be regarded as a serious grand master!" What?"

"Yo, protect yourself." Fu Lan snorted, "Like me."

"Who wants to be like you." The magic stick lightly moved half a step in front of Min Yuejun, and said coldly, "Qinglian Temple doesn't have a fellow like you."

"No, no, why are you angry." Fu Lan said disdainfully, "I'm not a senior brother, so I guard the half-inch mountain top and refuse to leave, it's rare!"

"Weird..." He Tang whispered to Yang Jinshu, "Why is he so talkative? Shouldn't he just run away after he did something bad? We're four against one here, so he has no chance of winning, right?"

Yang Jinshu also found it strange that this Fu Lan...had changed his previous cautious and reticent personality, and suddenly became talkative. Could it be...he looked at Fu Lan carefully, and found that Zhu Xiaowu's body had been injured many times. Okay, but how can a mortal body withstand so many injuries?Although Fulan tried his best to remain calm, was he really unaffected after devouring the souls of the two ladies?

Secretly releasing a talisman, Yang Jinshu looked at him silently.

The magic talisman was a little spell taught to him by the errand.When yin messengers come to Yangjian to bring ghosts whose lifespan has expired to the underworld, they occasionally encounter a situation: the dead person does not know that he is dead, and he still stays in his body after dying. Manipulating their own corpses to act as if they were alive, and the ghosts are often confused by this illusion, wondering if the person really died here, so they released this magic talisman.The talisman is close to the body of a mortal, and if it passes through it freely, the person may not be alive, and needs to go back to the underworld to verify the life and death book; if the talisman is fixed on the other person's back, it means that the person's soul has been completely separated from the body, or the person's soul has been completely separated from the body. It is not suitable for the body, but the lonely ghost of the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

This talisman is very small and requires little practice. The newer the ghost, the more frightened it is, and the more powerful the ghost is, the harder it is to detect.

Seeing that the talisman was fixed on Zhu Xiaowu's back, Yang Jinshu knew it in his heart, thought for a moment, but didn't say anything, but secretly winked at the magic stick.