After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

Cang Yingfeng held a broken wooden hairpin in his hand.

It was a birthday gift that Bai Zhi gave to her senior brother when she was twelve years old.

But how come this thing is here with Cang Yingfeng?

Cang Yingfeng felt his body gradually getting colder, and his soul seemed to be fading away very quickly. He didn't want to say anything nonsense, so he just said lightly.

"You have an impatient temper and are vindictive. You are a little too sharp, so you are hated by others. I often think that if you were more tactful, everything would be different. Bai Zhi, in the future, you should learn how to behave in society and make fewer enemies."

Bai Zhi's eyes turned red: "Who are you?"

Cang Yingfeng raised his hand, wanting to touch Bai Zhi's hair, but withdrew it the next moment.

"It doesn't matter. Everything in Tianxia Cang belongs to you. Sun Shi is my confidant, let him protect you."

Cang Yingfeng kept talking, as if he was making arrangements for his funeral.

Bai Zhi gritted her teeth and said solemnly.

"Do not talk."

Bai Zhi wanted to catch a wisp of Cang Yingfeng's soul, but she couldn't.

He was originally a ghost, and was pierced through the heart by the killing sword, so his end was to be reduced to ashes.

The so-called reduction to ashes means that Cang Yingfeng no longer exists in this world.

Whether it is a human or a ghost.

Bai Zhi hurriedly took out all the talisman papers and all the magic weapons, and she spoke to Sun Shi with a trembling voice.

"Bring all the artifacts in the store."

Sun Shi had already cried so much that his body was stiff.

Cang Yingfeng said softly: "It's useless."

The voice behind the mask was a little distorted, and he spoke softly with his last bit of strength.

"Azhi, take care of yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining soul of Cang Yingfeng quickly dissipated as if it had been burned.

Bai Zhi became anxious and took the Sun and Moon Divine Plate to take away Cang Yingfeng's soul, but to no avail.

Cang Yingfeng's body gradually became empty, and in the end, only a piece of empty clothing was left, draped limply on Sun Shi's body.

He is gone.

Bai Zhi sat on the ground, a little dazed.

She vaguely remembered that when she first met Cang Yingfeng, he was a wandering soul that was about to be torn apart.

He had been wandering in the world for too long. When Bai Zhi asked him about his origins, he said he had forgotten.

Did he really forget?

Bai Zhi still remembers the first words she said to Cang Yingfeng hundreds of years ago.

"I can save you, but you have to be my slave!"

"a hundred years!"

She had a wicked smile on her lips, wanting to hear the angry voice from the other side, but unexpectedly saw that the other party just nodded and spoke in a calm voice.

"it is good."

During those hundred years, Cang Yingfeng responded to her every request.

Later, when the contract ended, he still responded to her requests.

Such a taciturn person who always cared about her affairs is gone.

Bai Zhi only felt a dull pain in her chest, and the wooden hairpin that came from nowhere was pulled tightly.

And at this moment, the Sun and Moon Divine Plate suddenly lit up with a golden light.

Bai Zhi's eyes flashed, and she suddenly remembered what Gongshu Yu said.

There are three lamps in the magic plate. After the owner reaches pure Yuan, one lamp can be lit at each level.

Angelica dahurica is already pure.

She looked carefully and saw three lamps in the divine plate. The first lamp was indeed lit and shining brightly.

Gongshu Yu once said that the first lamp of the Sun and Moon Divine Plate is to explore the past life.

Bai Zhi looked at the hairpin in her hand and closed her eyes slightly.

"Sun and Moon Divine Plate, explore the past life."

Cang Yingfeng, who are you?

The hairpin still retained the aura of Cang Yingfeng, and the Sun and Moon Divine Plate suddenly lit up when it received the message.

Bai Zhi dived into the magic disk, and a picture instantly appeared before her eyes.

In the picture, a man in a white robe stood with his back to the light fog, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Bai Zhi's eyes flickered slightly and she took two steps forward.

The tall figure stood there, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

A cloud of white fog blocked the view, and from within the fog, a calm, slightly angry male voice was heard.

"Bai Zhi, you are so naughty, how can you stand on your own in the future!"

When Bai Zhi heard the voice, she paused and froze in place.

"Big... Senior Brother."

The breeze was blowing, the sun was shining, and everything in front of me gradually became clear.

Bai Zhi stood there and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

The man's voice and appearance came into her sight, as if bringing her back to Ziying Mountain a thousand years ago.

Bai Zhi's eyes were filled with tears and her body was trembling slightly.

"Cang Yingfeng... Zhang Yingfeng!"

Cang Yingfeng was actually her senior brother, Zhang Yingfeng!

......

The Sun and Moon Divine Disk explored the past life, and scenes flashed by one after another. Bai Zhi looked at the scenes in front of her, and it was almost like she was looking at herself a thousand years ago.

Bai Zhi was almost always present in Zhang Yingfeng’s previous life.

She was nurtured from a child who knew nothing to a genius praised by everyone.

From the abandoned girl Baizhi to the ancestor Zhaiyue.

Even Bai Zhi herself was unaware of the effort Zhang Yingfeng had put in.

The scene flashed and soon it came to several decades later. Zhang Yingfeng had immortal bones and would not age, and his face remained the same.

When Bai Zhi saw the time, her eyes suddenly became nervous.

This year, Zhang Yingfeng disappeared unexpectedly and died.

Bai Zhi couldn't understand why Zhang Yingfeng died. Back then, he was more powerful than Bai Zhi and had immortal bones. How could he die inexplicably?

Bai Zhi followed Zhang Yingfeng in the picture closely, wanting to find out what was going on.

The scene flashed, and Zhang Yingfeng came to a hill behind Ziying Mountain. Bai Zhi looked at Zhang Yingfeng, and saw that his expression was somewhat solemn.

Back mountain?

Who are you going to meet?

Bai Zhi pursed her lips and followed.

In a bamboo forest at the back of the mountain, there was indeed a man in a green Taoist robe standing inside, with his back to the others, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Bai Zhi frowned slightly and stared straight ahead.

The next moment, the man in green robe turned around, and when Bai Zhi saw his face clearly, her face suddenly froze.

The man saw Zhang Yingfeng with a smile on his face. Zhang Yingfeng bowed and called out.

"Uncle Master."

It’s Taoist Priest Youshen!

Bai Zhi held her breath and concentrated, her mind in turmoil.

Could it be that Zhang Yingfeng’s death is related to the ghost god?

Bai Zhi then looked down and saw that Youshen had a disgusting face with a smile all the time, and he said some irrelevant words slowly.

Zhang Yingfeng was serious and rigid, not good at this kind of greeting. He paused for a moment and spoke directly.

"Uncle Master, just say what you want to say."

As soon as these words were spoken, Youshen's smiling face froze slightly, and then he smiled.

"Since you asked, I won't beat around the bush."

"My dear nephew, what would happen if I made your thoughts known to the world?"

Zhang Yingfeng's expression suddenly turned stiff when he heard this.

Bai Zhi's eyes were calm.

thought?

What do you think?

The eldest senior brother Zhang Yingfeng is a well-known modest young man in the Xuanmen sect. He is as gentle as the breeze and as bright as the moon, without a single spot of blemish on him.

It seemed like Youshen's words had something on Zhang Yingfeng.

Bai Zhi really couldn't imagine what leverage Zhang Yingfeng had in Youshen's hands.

And it was at this moment that Zhang Yingfeng asked.

"what would you like?"

Taoist Master Youshen smiled.

"I want your fairy bone."