I Am A Snake, Teaching A Bunch Of Ghosts Is Very Reasonable

not under the mountain.

within the Netherworld Abyss.

small whirlwind stood upright like a person, holding an iron sword red as blood with a pair of front paws, and fiercely pierced into the body of Lan Xiang’s soul that emitted a cold shimmer.

“Ah!”

girl’s screams were heartbreaking.

“About three hours, Ming’er will give you a day off, and the day after tomorrow.”

Talking to himself, Little Whirlwind pulled out his iron sword and came to the soul body of Lan Father Lan Mu.

“Which one to stab first?” So tangled~

” Just when the little whirlwind hesitated, a long roar suddenly fell overhead.

“Law Heaven and Earth!”

boom!

the heavens and earth trembled in an instant, and countless rubble rolled down quickly.

“Master?!”

small whirlwind jerks up the rat’s head.

two red mouse eyes suddenly contracted.

you are greeted by a huge face half of the night crowded with night.

Outside the Netherworld, between heaven and earth.

a giant stood up.

Stepping on the earth with his head blue.

embrace Buzhoushan into his arms.

Dharma Heaven and Earth, like Shinto and Death Realm Birth, are ancient divine exercises.

giant leaned over slightly and slowly stretched out his two arms.

between the wave of his arm, an endless rain of brilliant red light is spilled, and the view is like two raging seas of fire.

“boom!”

two palms of the Dharma phase penetrated from the yang to the netherworld through the crack, and landed heavily on the two stone doors that were as high as the sky.

Buzhou Mountain, Zhu Jiuyin withdrew his gaze and looked at the small Budian soul body that was close at hand.

with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Budian soul body has just been created by a drop of heart’s blood, so unlike those people in the depths of the Netherworld, it is so ethereal that it almost collapses.

but incomparably solid, like a living person, visible and touchable.

but in those eyes, there is no spirituality as a person, only chaotic confusion.

Zhu Jiuyin opened his arms and wanted to hug Xiao Bu Dian one last time.

unfortunately the arm passes through.

his face was gloomy, and Zhu Jiuyin was about to sigh, but his expression was suddenly startled.

it is obviously just a chaotic soul body, without a trace of spiritual intelligence.

Xiao Budian actually raised his arm and handed the string of crystal jade bright brown sugar gourds to Zhu Jiuyin’s eyes.

red fire that bleeds gold, burning tears into white smoke.

Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his slender palm and gently covered half of his cheek.

“Apprentice, the hour has come~

” The words fell, and Zhu Jiuyin pointed to Xiao Bu’s forehead.

in the click, the two giant arms of the law phase are shattered.

Xiao Bu heard the call from the netherworld, slowly turned around, his steps were stiff, and he walked in the direction of the ghost gate little by little.

Zhu Jiuyin also followed suit, sending Xiaobu the last ride.

“Boom~”

> Fa Xiang’s arms shattered, along with his body, scattered as a rain of stars full of mountains and rivers.

Xiao Budian just walked into the crack and came to the ghost gate closed.

click.

that line is getting thinner and thinner.

Buzhou Mountain, Zhu Jiuyin resolutely stretched out his arm and landed on the two stone doors.

just for a moment, the two arms crackled.

countless blood vessels burst, spilling large tracts of red blood.

the bones are even more crunching.

as if against the two sides of the sky.

looking at the motionless Xiao Budian, Zhu Jiuyin shouted.

“Chen Mengfei, the avenue is at the foot, go!”

“Go forward, keep going, don’t look back!”

a boy dressed in a white birthday robe and holding a sugar gourd seems to have heard.

immediately took a big stride and went straight to Hades.

“Click~”

> all bones in both arms are crushed fractures.

with a bang, Zhu Jiuyin fell face down and fell to the ground.

struggle to raise your head.

last glance was a small smile back.

click, the two stone doors closed completely.

the ghost gate closed the little smile and locked it in the netherworld forever.

chaotic qi pervades, and the cracks gradually disappear.

Zhu Jiuyin’s ears still echoed the sound of Master.

……

the next day.

until the blazing sun rose and Zhu Jiuyin, whose face was as white as paper, did he leap from the top of Buzhou Mountain with Xiao Budian’s corpse.

gently put the body into the golden silk nan wood coffin, Zhu Jiuyin looked around, and there was no trace of the string of sugar gourds.

living people cannot touch the things of the netherworld, and the soul cannot touch the flowers, trees, and stones of the yang.

which is a yin and yang separation.

“That string of sugar gourds can ignore yin and yang!”

Zhu Jiuyin narrowed his red vertical pupils.

……

noon, the blazing sun hangs high in the heart of the sky.

In Xia’s restaurant in the small town, the old willow head selling sugar gourds in Sword Washing Alley is sitting in front of him.

After a while, the female shopkeeper came from the backyard to the living room with plates.

Bang twice, directly smashed a bowl of Yangchun noodles and a bowl of Laba porridge on the square table.

Old Willow looked up at the female dispenser.

about the two decades, the blue silk is tied into a long ponytail, and a white and flawless paper lotus flower is pinned to the left ear.

slim figure, ice muscles and jade bones, and beautiful face.

“Look at your ancestors?”

“Look at the old lady and gouge out both of your eyes, and then stuff it in your mouth.”

female treasurer gave the old willow a fierce glance, and immediately pulled out the jade mouth dry cigarette stick inserted in her waist.

squat on the bench, light it and take a sharp breath, comfortably exhaling a large smoke ring.

“How many years has it been, and you can’t change this stinky temper?”

“Also, is this bowl of Laba porridge free?”

Old Willow asked with a smile.

woman rolled her eyes and said in disgust: “There is no cause and effect, not at all, although drink.” ”

“Drink will not kill you!”

Laba energy saving white a bowl of Laba porridge, the corners of Old Liu Toule’s mouth are almost to the root of his ear.

looking at a small spoonful of a small spoon, chewing slowly the old willow, the female treasurer was puzzled: “You are such a person who is afraid of cause and effect, why would you rather lose nine hundred years of life than help that little ghost in Wuyi Lane?” ”

“The four of us came here for what purpose, you won’t forget it, right?”

“The world is full of variety, sweet and sour, birth, old age, illness and death, and has nothing to do with us.”

“The death of mortals, in our eyes, is just a withering leaf.”

“The death of Qingping Manchurian is only a few dead leaves.”

old willow whispered, “It’s been hundreds of years since the festival of dedication.” ”

“Hundreds of thousands of people lived and died in the town, and only that child alone spent nine days, a total of eighty-one hours.”

“No, it’s ninety hours.”

“Besides, nine hundred years of life is a fart for us, and we can’t take a nap.”

the female treasurer said worriedly: “But that little ghost, after all, is his apprentice.” Your good causes may not bear good fruit. ”

Old Willow said disdainfully: “What if it doesn’t bear good fruit?” He can also pull down his face and bully the small with the big ~

” girl: “…”

….

Weidu, imperial city.

Chaotianque underground.

In a dark room, an old man dressed in a purple-gold Daoist robe was staring intently at the Qi Luck Lotus Pool in front of him.

but saw nine golden lotuses, one after another, slowly withering and dying.

until the end, only three flowers remain.

watching the smoke-filled pool of gas luck pool water gradually sink, the old Dao’s eyes are gloomy and terrifying.

the thin palm of the void in front of him.

a picture pops into view.

looking at the three icy pupils of the person in the painting that were as painted as an abyss, Lao Dao gritted his teeth, “Qi Qingyan, it’s you again!” ”

< p idx="114">“not right~” Lao Dao frowned, “The culprit is not Qi Qingjia~”

”

The person who really cut off my Great Wei Qi luck, who is divine?!”

“Even the art of divine manifestation cannot be revealed~”

the

old man’s heart surged.

“Who is estimated to be the same as Qi Qingyan, he is also a land immortal.”

“I can’t beat half of them, let alone two people~”

The old man finally came to the wall.

bite your index finger and write two large characters on the wall.

is for ‘asking the heart’.

“Cultivation has strength and weakness, but human nature does not!”

“Huh~”

> In a low laugh, the old man took a few steps back.

stared at the blood word, extremely satisfied.

the candle flame slammed the shadow of the old way against the wall, majestically huge.

……

Zhu Jiuyin carries the coffin, and Tsing Yi carries the tombstone.

small funeral is not shabby.

Tsing Yi burned two sacks of paper money, almost causing a fire in Peach Blossom Forest.

After the funeral, Zhu Jiuyin and Tsing Yi separated at the covered bridge outside the town.

after returning to Mount Buzhou.

Zhu Jiuyin sat under two peach trees on the edge of the cliff, staring into the distance.

on both knees, a long sword lies horizontally.

exactly red blood.

Before going down the coffin, Zhu Jiuyin thought about it and finally took out the red blood.

the wind blows white clothes like snow.

Zhu Jiuyin looked serene.

Under the blue sky, a few sparrows suddenly flew.

Zhu Jiuyin did not know when Xiao Budian would return to Buzhou Mountain.

perhaps in the spring of a decade.

perhaps twenty years from now.

Zhu Jiuyin hopes that the grass will grow and the warblers fly that spring.

hoping that the day of the reunion was sunny.

witnessed by green mountains and green waters, blue sky and white clouds.

in the warm spring breeze, he would give Xiaobu a bear hug.

“small, goodbye~”

….

ps: Asuka chapter ending, Ming’er Cangxue chapter.

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