Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"today?"

Xie Aman was startled for a moment, then said thoughtfully: "You have only been with her for about a year, are you sure?"

"Some, if it doesn't work, you have to think of another way."

Fang Chen said.

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled and said: "If it doesn't work, there is no other way. Although there are not many opportunities now, there is still a little bit."

After a pause, "If we can't leave, then we'll just have to stay here forever, hahaha."

"I can definitely leave. I won't stay here forever."

Xie Aman glared at him.

"Girl, there's no point in staring at me."

The sloppy Taoist smiled and shook his head.

"In their eyes, there are indeed not many opportunities, but..."

Xu Qinghe's appearance appeared in Fang Chen's mind.

In his opinion, the opportunity is still there, and it is not small.

Master Qinghe is an opportunity.

Yan Junling's edict is also an opportunity.

Using these two to stimulate may be able to restore the memory of the ghost mother.

But what will happen after the memory is restored? We can only hope that the sloppy Taoist priest did not lie.

He has been observing Xu Qinghe for nearly a year. She has indeed lost her memory now, and she is no longer pretending.

Once you've established this, there's no need to waste any more time.

In the early morning, Xu Qinghe took Fang Chen to an orphanage.

This place is similar to the Mercy Hall in Daxia, housing some orphans and widows, old and young.

"Dean!"

When the children saw Xu Qinghe, they rushed up with smiles.

Although their clothes were shabby, they were clean and tidy.

"Brother Fang."

A child greeted Fang Chen.

Fang Chen has been here many times, and has met and become familiar with the young and old in the orphanage.

Xu Qinghe directed Fang Chen to do things, and when the two of them were busy until noon, she brought a bowl of rice to Fang Chen, and they squatted on the steps to eat.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and when the weather gets cold, there may not be enough carbon here."

Xu Qinghe babbled, touched his arms, and then whispered:

"Tomorrow we will go door to door to borrow some carbon, and we will find a way to return it to them after the new year starts."

"good."

Fang Chen nodded slightly, then smiled and said:

"Miss Xu, can I tell you a story?"

"Story? Okay, you tell it and I listen. If it sounds good, you can tell it to them later."

Xu Qinghe was quite interested. She knew that Fang Chen couldn't see anything, so she stared at Fang Chen intently.

From her angle, she could only see half of Fang Chen's face, and even this half of his face looked too handsome.

Looking at it, Xu Qinghe suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched it.

"What?"

"It's okay, you tell your story, I just felt itchy."

"Um."

Fang Chen said slowly: "There used to be a place called Huoyan Country, and there was a nunnery there called Baiyue Nunnery..."

…

"What happened next? Where did Master Qinghe go?"

"There was very little contact with her after that. She had her own things to do, so she must have been traveling around."

"Yunyou?"

Xu Qinghe looked at Fang Chen and frowned slightly:

"Are you talking about me in this story? I am not a nun. Although I am not married yet, I am not a nun either."

"You are not a nun, you are a ghost Buddha who transformed into a ghost mother."

Fang Chen looked at Xu Qinghe.

The lines on her face seemed for a moment to produce an elusive tremor.

"Transform into the ghost mother?"

Xu Qinghe was silent for a long time, and then smiled:

"Master Fang, I don't understand what you are saying. Do you want to scare me?"

"Some people say that you were once a ghost and Buddha in the underworld. Because you lost a battle with others, you transformed into a ghost and protected the last batch of living beings here."

"These creatures don't know that they are dead, but they live forever under your protection. They don't need Yin life or Yang life."

"The only pity is that they don't know all this and just live every day over and over again."

"Like beggars in a ruined temple, even if they don't eat, they won't starve to death."

"Like the widows and orphans here, they won't freeze to death without charcoal fire in winter."

"...Mr. Fang, what you said... is too bizarre."

Xu Qinghe shook his head gently: "I am me, they are them, how can I not die? I will feel cold in winter and hot in summer.

I feel hungry when I haven’t eaten, and thirsty when I don’t have water to drink. "

"It seems that there is only one last resort."

The Yan Jun Ling in Fang Chen's body began to surge slowly, and hundreds of thousands of Yin Shou turned into an edict and fell on Xu Qinghe under his thoughts.

Xu Qinghe was slightly startled, and his body was lifted up by an inexplicable force and suspended in mid-air.

The simple and complex ancient imperial edicts were constantly flowing through her body.

Her eyes slowly closed, showing pain.

With her as the center, the surrounding scene seemed to be fragmented, everything was becoming decayed and gray.

This division is growing like a tide.

It surged through Fang Chen and in all directions.

Some lonely and widowed people happened to be nearby. When this power surged through them, their faces lost the color and they stood motionless.

Looking at them now, they no longer look like humans, but resemble wandering spirits.

"Yan Jun decreed..."

A cold voice suddenly came from Xu Qinghe's mouth.

"Mother of the Ghost of Transformation, are you awake?"

Fang Chen said in a deep voice.

"Yan Jun is dead, who are you?"

Xu Qinghe suddenly turned his head and looked at Fang Chen.

"Contemporary Yan Jun."

"Contemporary Lord Yan, does he only have this level of cultivation?"

Xu Qinghe was silent for a few moments and said slowly:

"Why wake me up? The underworld has been destroyed, and I only have the last trace of my soul left.

If I wake up, this world will completely cease to exist. They will not be able to enter the underworld. When their life span is exhausted, they will completely return to dust and disappear from the world. "

"As long as the forbidden laws here are unlocked, the road to the underworld will be opened. They can go to the underworld, and so can you."

Fang Chen said.

"How to open the forbidden law here?"

Xu Qinghe thought deeply: "I remember...their methods were far stronger than ours, and we were defeated miserably.

We...can't find a way to break the seal at all. "

"Now there is."

Fang Chen's expression changed.

"Now?"

Xu Qinghe fell silent again, then shook his head gently:

"I can't bet. If I lose, everything here will be wiped out."

"You send us out, and when the seal here is unlocked, I will come in and wake you up, and then you go back to the underworld with them."

Fang Chen asked: "Is this possible?"

"Oh...are you stuck here and unable to leave? Although you are Lord Yan, your cultivation level is indeed...too low."

The corners of Xu Qinghe's mouth raised slightly: "You can't seal me, but sealing will temporarily awaken my soul. Don't waste your life. I already know that you are here, and I will send you away now."

In an instant, Fang Chen felt like the world was spinning. When he opened his eyes, he saw a young man in white robe standing in front of him.