Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

Even though the expression on his face was still very familiar, people's eyes never lie. There was no fear or disgust in those familiar eyes, only deep concern.

"Brother, I should be the one to comfort you and tell you not to be afraid, right? Didn't you hear Him say that I'm already dead?"

Such an inclusive look made Qin Zhen's worries disappear, and she was even in the mood to joke with Jing Xing.

Jing Xing also laughed when he heard this: "Isn't it just a corpse jumping around? What's so scary about it? Senior brother, I'm still a demon. That's what's scary."

"!" Qin Zhen never expected that Jing Xing would choose to tell her his true identity at this time, and she was completely stunned for a moment.

Jing Xing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this: "Why, are you scared?"

Qin Zhen saw that Jing Xing looked calm and composed, as if he was really joking, but knowing the original plot, she knew that there was truth behind these seemingly joking words.

This was Jingxing opening his heart and showing it to her honestly.

Just to reassure her, he would never be afraid of her or stay away from her because of this.

How could she be afraid and make him sad just because he was a demon?

So, Qin Zhen did not answer, but suddenly hugged Jing Xing.

Strong and tight.

It's like holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Jingxing was so frightened that he was stunned.

Qin Zhen tightened her arms again, hugged Jing Xing tightly, and answered loudly, as if to announce to the whole world: "I like Senior Brother the most! I am not afraid of Senior Brother! Senior Brother is Senior Brother, and it has nothing to do with whether he is a demon or a human!"

Qin Zhen spoke frankly, but Jing Xing, who was usually calm, was at a loss at this moment. He raised his hands in the air and put them down, as if he didn't know where his hands should be placed.

He could feel the body temperature transmitted by Qin Zhen. Perhaps because of her fire spirit root, she was much warmer than him. She did not smell like the spices and incense that ordinary fairies used, but the scent of fireworks from the spicy and pepper chicken she had just made.

Everything is so real.

So warm.

"Oh." Jing Xing looked at the person in his arms and finally let out a long sigh as if he had accepted his fate.

Then he relaxed his whole body and gently hugged Qin Zhen back, "Didn't you say you couldn't act like a spoiled child? I think you can do this."

Qin Zhen was amused when she heard this, and replied as usual: "It's all because of your good teaching, Second Senior Brother."

Jingxing tapped Qin Zhen's forehead.

"Ouch, it hurts." Qin Zhen quickly let go of Jing Xing's hand, and then rubbed the place where she was hit.

"If it hurts, you'll learn your lesson. I'll let you tease my senior brother for no reason."

"Isn't senior brother there to be teased?" Qin Zhen was not justified but also very angry.

"Okay, I'll tease you. So smart little junior sister, are you willing to do me a favor?"

"What's the deal?"

"I will teach you the art of rebirth, so that the souls here can be liberated."

"it is good."

The art of rebirth is not simple, but fortunately Qin Zhen has always had a good understanding, and she learned it well in just a moment.

only--

"Does this magic have to be realized with the help of something else?" Qin Zhen asked.

Jing Xing nodded: "Only Buddhists and cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage can use the Reincarnation Technique directly on the dead souls. The former is because of the pure kindness of Buddhism, and the latter is because they have mastered their spiritual power to the trance. This Reincarnation Technique contains extremely strong magic power. If the spiritual power is not properly controlled, it is very likely to make the other party's soul fly away, so it is necessary to use the 'props'."

"Brother, what props do you use?"

"Me? Just like everyone else, I'll cast spells and draw talismans."

"Besides casting spells and drawing talismans?" Qin Zhen knew these two things, but she only knew the basics. After all, she was a swordsman before, and all she did was chop and kill.

There are almost no other means.

"Well, there are also medical practitioners who like to use drugs and other auxiliary methods."

"Ah." Qin Zhen got an instant inspiration when he heard it.

"What do you think, junior sister?" Jing Xing asked curiously.

Qin Zhen's eyes sparkled, and she whispered like a devil: "Brother, have you heard of Meng Po soup?"

Jing Xing: “…”

Very good, very thoughtful, but too dark.

"But before that..." Jingxing looked outside the mountain temple.

Qin Zhen also looked serious: "We have to deal with the matter between Fairy Li Yun and Xiao Yan first."

After all, if the seal cannot be lifted, the souls of the dead here will still not be able to be reincarnated.

"The fog hasn't cleared yet."

Time on this side of the fog seemed to have stood still. The fog remained the same as it was when they left it.

"Brother, I have an idea."

"what idea?"

Qin Zhen quickly used the simplest words to describe what she and Fairy Li Yun had felt. At the end, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled: "I feel that the voice of the Fairy King who has not revealed his figure has a strange sense of familiarity."

"Hmm? Can you think of where you've heard it before?"

Qin Zhen shook her head.

Jingxing didn't ask any more questions about this issue, but looked at the fog not far away and made a decision.

"Junior sister, what's in the fog? Do you want to go explore it?"

The fog in this secret place was indeed strange, and Qin Zhen did have some thoughts about exploring it, but -

"We will be teleported as soon as we enter the fog. We were able to walk in the fog just now because the mandrill god was not affected by the fog."

"Perhaps, there is one person who is not affected."

"Who?"

Jing Xing took out the plate of spicy chicken made by Qin Zhen from his Qian Kun Ring and said two words lightly: "Xiao Yan."

Fairy Li Yun gave him the greatest freedom, and the mandrill, as a god, would also protect Xiao Yan, who was also a villager.

Jingxing walked to the side of the thick fog and skillfully used the spirit-awakening talisman again, and the breeze carried the scent of pepper and sesame chicken again.

Qin Zhen also cleared her throat and shouted into the fog, "Xiao Yan, do you still want to eat the spicy chicken I promised you?"

"Don't you want to know what the sea tastes like?"

"Come over to eat!"

Qin Zhen shouted several times, but there was no response from the fog.

"Did we guess wrong?" Qin Zhen couldn't help but frowned.

Just as Qin Zhen finished speaking, a small figure vaguely appeared in the mist.

Soon, Xiao Yan ran out, still wearing the white clothes, with a red dot drawn on his forehead with blood.

Looking at the cheerful and energetic Xiao Yan, Qin Zhen's eyes were sore.

She knew that the person in front of her had already died, but precisely because she knew that, she couldn't help but feel sad when she saw him looking so alive again.

"Big sister, why did you run out of the village?" Xiao Yan ran out of breath.

Qin Zhen didn't say anything, but just handed over the spicy chicken in her hand.