Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 29

He Tang grimaced, looked at Yang Jinshu at the side and asked, "Do you think I'm childish?"

"It's nothing bad, it's very lively." Yang Jinshu whispered softly, "If the young man is too steady, he will appear to be overly worried. You are so carefree, it is a good time."

He Tang smiled.In fact, he didn't mind telling Yang Jinshu how old he was, but he traveled back and forth, life and death were a mess, and even he himself couldn't tell how old he was.The total of Yang Jinshu's life and death is almost 33, but he looks like a young man in his twenties. What's the point of worrying about these things?

They were chatting outside, and the disciples of Qinglian Temple walked in silently on a wooden shelf, on which Lanting's body was placed, and they changed into new clothes.Several disciples cast a spell to dig a hole, pasted yellow talismans on the four corners of the hole, and then slowly put the Lanting in.Yun Cang took the lead in mourning, muttering words.

The Taoist concept of life and death is weak, ashes return to ashes, and they don't even bother to buy a coffin.

Seeing them disposing of the corpses of the same family so casually, He Tang felt a little uncomfortable, turned his head to look at Yang Jinshu and said softly, "How many bones are there in this cave of thousands of bones?"

As soon as Yang Jinshu was reminded by him, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he said in shock: "There are crowds of corpses here, why..."

He Tang: "Why what?"

Wan Niang also changed her face, caught Yang Jinshu's words and said nervously: "Why are there no ghosts?"

He Tang shrugged: "You must have been converted by the same family."

Yang Jinshu shook his head and said, "No. He Tang, didn't you notice? They are just mourning their fellow disciples, and they haven't been converted."

He Tang listened carefully, and it was true.

Yang Jinshu stared at the gradually buried earth pit, a corner of the yellow talisman was exposed in the soil, he said in a low voice: "There is a problem with those talisman papers..."

Wan Niang nodded thoughtfully: "Maybe it can calm the soul."

"Suppresses the soul?" He Tang was surprised, "It's not a demon, let alone a ghost, what kind of soul is suppressed?"

Wan Niang rolled his eyes at him: "Didn't you see the reaction of the god stick just now? Qinglian Temple must have experienced a catastrophe. Maybe all the brothers of the god stick were buried here, and the casualties were so heavy... How could there be no innocent souls?" ?”

When He Tang heard this, he looked back at the bone cave full of white stripes, and suddenly felt chills all over his body.

The Ten Thousand Bone Cave was silent, not even the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops could be heard.

It's strangely quiet here, but it's not that gloomy and spooky.

He Tang felt cold all over, hugged Yang Jinshu's arm in silence, and said, "Jinshu, I'm afraid."

Yang Jinshu took a look at him, and silently led him to float beside a big tree, hugged the trunk silently with one hand, and blinked quietly looking inside.

The only Wan Niang who stayed where she was: "..."

Big man is so cowardly, okay!Anyway, he is also a ghost who has seen the world!

At this moment, a violent bang suddenly came from a distance, like thunder on the ground, shaking everyone dizzy.

He Tang and Yang Jinshu hugged the tree trunk together and yelled, "What the hell is there an earthquake?"

The disciples of Qinglian Temple came out from the Ten Thousand Bone Cave and looked into the distance together.

Yun Cang's face changed: "Oops! It's the head!"

Yang Jinshu looked up, and suddenly saw a magic formation hanging in the air in the distance, it was three feet square, the blue light spread out, and there were some tiny lightning strikes in the formation, which turned out to be a powerful attack formation!

"This is..." He hurriedly pulled He Tang down, "Let's go and have a look!"

"Huh?" He Tang was reluctantly dragged away by him, "Jin Shu, don't panic! What if we were struck by lightning in the past? Maybe there will be a fairy to escape the catastrophe!"

Wan Niang was about to be so pissed off by He Tang's brains, she ran after Qinglian Guan's disciple with two ouches: "It's not like someone is going through tribulation, it's someone fighting tricks!"

"Fighting skills? In Qinglianguan? With Min Yuejun?" He Tang opened his eyes wide, "Who can't think about it?"

Before they had gone far, they were overcome by the various methods set up in Qinglian Temple. The casual Qinglian disciples had already left them and rushed to Min Yuejun's residence. The three ghosts had to find a way to break these small magic circles , rushed over with difficulty.After their delay, when they arrived at the scene of the incident, the magic circle in space and time had dispersed, and the door of Min Yuejun's study was wide open, and Shi Tianning, who had come to his senses, hid in the doorway, watching the disciples of Qinglian Guan rushing in.

Yang Jinshu couldn't see clearly through the crowd, he only heard their screams, shouting "Master", probably something happened to Min Yuejun.

Wan Niang pulled Shi Tianning out, carefully looked at his whole body, those injuries have disappeared, even the clothes are back to original.She breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Fixed?"

"Understood, Daoist Min didn't make things difficult for me." Shi Tianning smiled at her, "I'm fine."

Wan Niang nodded, realizing that she was hanging on his arm, her face flushed, she quickly let go of her hand, took two steps back, looked into the room, and asked, "What's going on inside? What happened?"

Shi Tianning also looked puzzled: "I don't know either. When I woke up, I found that the magic stick was fighting with Taoist Min. Before I had time to call someone, they started fighting... Spells have no eyes, and I am still a ghost." Don't just watch the excitement, so I came out."

"Spiritual stick fighting with Min Yuejun?" He Tang was surprised, "The master and apprentice are really enemies, they are so jealous when they meet! But can the divine stick beat him?"

Shi Tianning said: "Did you see the magic circle in the sky just now? It was set by the magic stick."

"Damn it? The magic stick is so good?!"

Yang Jinshu frowned: "From the worried tone of the disciples of Qinglian Temple, I'm afraid Daoist Min will be the one who suffers."

"Huh?" He Tang couldn't believe it, "Min Yuejun is a system protection NPC! How could he be at a disadvantage?"

"what?"

"It means that he is not easy to be injured. This setting of being defeated by a magic stick is too unscientific!"

"..." Still don't understand.

He Tang poked his head and said, "Jin Shu, let's go in and have a look."

Just as they were about to squeeze in, the crowd gradually dispersed, revealing Min Yuejun who was sitting on the ground, clutching his chest with a pale face.Since the last time he cast a spell to trap a hundred ghosts in the mass grave, and was injured by a ghost, his strength has not recovered. Now he was caught off guard by the magic stick and killed him, but he didn't resist.

The disciples glared angrily at the cold-faced stick standing on the other side of the study room, but because he was Min Yuejun's master, they dared not speak out.

Min Yuejun pushed away the supporting disciple, stood up slowly from the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth, stared at the magic stick and said, "Why are you crazy?"

Shenzhu looked at him and asked coldly: "What's going on in the Wangu Cave?"

"Didn't Yun Cang tell you? My disciples of Qinglian Temple are buried there." Min Yuejun paused, then chuckled, "Forget, without you, your bones will be gone."

The magic stick was unmoved, and continued to ask: "What about my senior brother?"

When Min Yuejun heard these words, his complexion turned completely cold, and his tone became ruthless again: "It was buried inside. I buried it myself. I dug a hole, buried bones, erected a monument, and paid homage every year."

The magic stick took half a step back, stared at him, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you?" Min Yuejun seemed to hear some joke, laughed twice, and asked, "Didn't I tell you? I knelt in front of you and begged you to come back. What did you say?"

Shen stick's lips trembled, his pupils dilated, and his expression was a bit dazed.

Min Yuejun sneered twice, and asked: "Qing Rong, do you still not know why I killed you and fed you to the dogs? Do you still think I'm ungrateful? Do you hate me to the bone?"

The god stick didn't speak, but the expression on his face betrayed him.

"Good, good, good!" Min Yuejun said yes three times in a row, straightened his back, and said in a rambling voice, "It's not bad that you hate me, I'm ungrateful, I'm cruel, I have no conscience, I, Min Yuejun, are the worst in the world It's just a pity that your cultivation is not as good as mine, you can't kill me, you can only be trapped by my spirit-strengthening formula! You are a ghost, I practice Taoism, you can't reincarnate, I can't enter the underworld, we are exhausted , One life and one death, it will consume you until your soul is blown away, or I will ascend to heaven."

"What kind of enmity is this?" He Tang bared his teeth, thinking that Min Yuejun was a little psychotic, "What is he doing with the magic stick? Torturing each other?"

"That's right." Wan Niang nodded, "But... I'm really curious about what happened between them. If it weren't for the deep hatred, the good master and apprentice would not have come to this point."

He Tang came up with an idea: "When they're done arguing, we'll grab the magic stick to extract a confession!"

Shi Tianning agreed: "Very good."

Yang Jinshu was frightened by them: "This...how can this work? I may not know what happened even if I saw the Taoist priest."

He Tang: "Then we can split into two groups and ask Min Yuejun as well!"

"..." Shi Tianning looked at him, "Are you going to ask?"

He Tang shook his head: "I dare not."

Shi Tianning: "Then what are you talking about?"

He Tang looked at Yang Jinshu pitifully, and complained, "Jinshu scolded me!"

Yang Jinshu patted his head with a smile, and comforted him, "I'll ask."

"Oh! Jin Shu, you are the best!" He Tang hugged him coquettishly, "You are simply a little angel!"

"what?"

"That's what you mean!"

Yang Jinshu was used to his crazy words, so he didn't go into details after hearing the words, and looked at the confronting master and apprentice again.

The disciples of Qinglian Temple were also obviously dumbfounded by the gossip, and looked at their master and master in shock.

Shenzhu was stunned for a long time, then gradually calmed down, and said softly: "Then just spend it."

Before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground without moving.

Yang Jinshu was shocked: "The soul of the Taoist priest!"

The magic stick just sent out such a big magic circle, and after a few years of cultivation, most of it was lost, and the already unstable soul suddenly became more erratic.

Min Yuejun was startled, his expression changed, and he strode over to pick him up from the ground.The magic stick is separated from the entity, the soul has no weight, and there is no sense of reality in the hand, which makes him terrified.Knowing that this is normal, Min Yuejun still couldn't stop trembling all over.

"Master?" Yun Cang shouted.

Min Yuejun came back to his senses, silently holding the soul of the magic stick and walked quickly to the dungeon.

Although He Tang didn't know what's famous there, but staying inside was much more comfortable than outside, so he dragged Yang Jinshu and others along to follow.