After reincarnation, the master is not allowed to become a spirit

Mao Jiu originally thought that the relationship between the two would go further if they came back after their birthday.What is so touching, a promise of body, so as to achieve a great harmony in life... He has expressed his position like this, does it mean that he can do something?

Mao Jiuzang thought secretly.

However, it turns out that if you set up the flag, you will be slapped in the face. Mao Jiu just completed a lot of theoretical knowledge, and before he had time to practice it, something happened to the only practice object.

——Lin Luozhi fell ill after returning from the demon world.

This is not an ordinary disease, if it is a common symptom in the human world, it will be easy to deal with, just buy some medicine and eat it.The difficulty lies in the illness. Lin Luozhi didn't have a cold or a cough, but continued to have a low-grade fever. He was so weak that he couldn't lift his spirits. He lay on the bed all day long and slept groggyly.

At first, Mao Jiu thought that he was just tired and needed more sleep to make up for it, so he didn't dare to disturb him. He quietly bought breakfast by himself, finished cleaning the house quietly, and quietly took it to work.When I came back at noon, I found that the soy milk buns on the table hadn't been touched at all, and they were completely cold.

Although Maojiu's cleaning skills are already full, it can be said that he knows nothing about cooking.He waited for the delivery to arrive and went to wake Lin Luozhi to get up. Unexpectedly, after calling several times, the answer was that he couldn't eat and didn't think about it. Only then did he realize that something was wrong, and he panicked immediately.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Mao Jiu was a little at a loss. He remembered the scenes of parents taking care of their children on TV, and pressed his profile face to Lin Luozhi's forehead, but nothing came out of it.Mao Jiu frowned and thought for a while, then touched Lin Luozhi with the back of his hand, and then touched himself, but he didn't know how to judge right from wrong.Lin Luozhi was amused by his turbulent appearance, but the corners of his mouth were weakly twitched, and he pointed to the bedside table and reminded, "Thermometer."

"Ah! Yes! We need to use a thermometer!" Suddenly, Mao Jiu got up and brought it. After pinching it for him, he tucked in the corner of the quilt, and then kept his hands on his knees, sitting upright and staring at him.

Lin Luozhi's lips were all white, but seeing Mao Jiu's nervous appearance, he still felt that it was a bit exaggerated. When he lived alone, he didn't experience any big winds and waves. Didn't he still live well in the end?Lin Luozhi raised his other hand with difficulty, trying to touch Mao Jiu's head to comfort him, but he was stopped halfway. Mao Jiu wrapped his palms around his, and tears almost came out of his eyes: "You and Mao Jiu The kids will be fine!"

Lin Luo's breath was choked in his chest, and he almost couldn't catch his breath: "..." Don't act anymore at a time like this.

"37.7°C..." After 5 minutes, Mao Jiu took out the thermometer and looked at the scale where the mercury column had reached by facing the light.Lin Luozhi smiled indifferently: "It's just a low-grade fever, and it will subside after a while. Maojiu, can you pour me a glass of water?"

"Ah, good." Mao Jiuzheng didn't know what to do, and hurriedly took orders.Lin Luozhi drank the water, and was coaxed to eat half a bowl of porridge, as if doing all this had exhausted all his energy. Mao Jiuyi let go, and he slid into the quilt like a loach again, closing his eyes .

Mao Jiu sat on the edge of the bed and stared, a little at a loss.As a god, he would not have the trouble of getting sick. After staying together for so long, Lin Luozhi didn't have any major problems, which made him almost forget how fragile human beings are.Mao Jiu bit his finger and followed the TV drama template. At this time, he should rush to the hospital, but Lin Luozhi insisted that the low-grade fever was just a minor problem, and there was no need to be too nervous, although in Mao Jiu's view, he was already weak enough to hum Hmph to the point where I don't want to talk.

"..." Mao Jiu couldn't resist him, and couldn't think of a way, so Kong had nowhere to do it.Lin Luozhi fell asleep quickly, but she didn't sleep well, and her eyebrows frowned from time to time, as if she was experiencing some kind of nightmare.Mao Jiu lightly touched his obviously bluish dark circles with his hand, sighed, got up and went to the balcony to dial a number.

When Wei Ying received the call from Mao Jiu, he was quite surprised. You know, he basically didn't care about things that had nothing to do with that human being, and he was really guessed right.

Wei Ying couldn't help but rolled his eyes in the air.

It's just... why does this description get more and more wrong the more I hear it?Wei Ying held his chin and pondered for a moment, and when Mao Jiu desperately urged him to speak quickly, he suddenly asked, "Have you been anywhere these two days?"

"Ah." Mao Jiu responded, and began to count on his fingers, "Go to X City to take pictures...the supermarket...at home...oh yes, I'll take him to the Demon Realm for his birthday, and..."

Hearing the last sentence, Wei Ying didn't wait for what was left, and almost didn't come up with a choked breath in his throat: "I'm afraid you are not a fool, are you? You actually took him to the demon world for his birthday?!"

Mao Jiu was scolded inexplicably, and was very unconvinced: "Is it not possible? There is something wrong with this?"

"Of course you are right to celebrate his birthday. There is something wrong with taking him to the demon world for his birthday." Wei Ying paced back and forth in Wahuang Palace with his hands behind his back. I want to roll my eyes face to face so that Mao Jiu can understand, "He is a human being, no matter how long he stays with you, he is just a mortal body, not to mention that you didn't protect him, even if you try to cultivate him, he still can't adapt to the evil spirit."

"This, is that so..." Mao Jiu really didn't expect this level, her confidence suddenly became weak when she spoke, and her voice dropped.

"You have lost your memory temporarily, so you don't even lose your common sense, right? What's more, you have recovered your memory now." Wei Ying simply hated iron and steel, and felt that his liver would hurt from anger, "You just don't know how to do things. Brain, if you play like this again, let alone a mere human being, you can kill even an iron god."

When Mao Jiu heard what he said so seriously, she became even more flustered immediately, and couldn't care less about what to say, and asked anxiously: "Then how should I save him? You must know how to save him, right?"

Wei Ying grumbled angrily: "Then you probably have to find him a fairy."

"...Huh?" Mao Jiu obviously didn't think about this solution, and was taken aback for a moment.

"No, no, no, if I really find a great fairy... I think I can take you in too." Wei Ying was addicted to beeping, pinching his chin and began to seriously analyze the possibility, "Although you have suspended your job in the heaven now, but In essence, he is still a half-god fairy, and he has been to the demon world for so long recently, so he must not be able to hide his demonic aura."

Mao Jiu expressed dissatisfaction: "So what about Da Xian'er? I'm not that weak, okay?"

"Don't be too proud, Mao Jiu." Wei Ying said seriously, almost believing it himself, "You have to know, as far as your family is shoveling shit, there is nothing ordinary fairy can do, you can deal with the big fairy It is more than enough to handle you."

The opponent's acting was too realistic, and Mao Jiu quickly followed up the scene: "Then...then what should I do? I can't just watch him like this all the time, can I?"

Wei Ying sighed deeply: "At this point, there is only one way."

"...What?" Mao Jiu felt her heart beating faster for no reason, and there was a sense of tension that the undercover agent was about to be revealed in the finale of the TV series.

"—Bring him to the heaven." Wei Ying was silent for another three seconds before he said this sentence, the long meaning seemed to be finalized, and the dust fell to the ground, "Only the gods can save him."

Bahahahaha so what if you don't let me play in the lower world?Now you can take a good look at who it is!

"..." Infected by the heaviness in his words, Mao Jiu felt a sense of mission in his chest, and he couldn't help puffing out his chest solemnly, "Okay, I'll take him up right now."

Ah, I didn't think of "I'm also a fairy" at this time. What a surprise.Wei Ying didn't expect that he would just agree. He originally wanted to make it up for a while, but suddenly he felt like the play hadn't finished yet.

It can only be said that men in love are fools.Wei Ying shook his head expressively, got up quickly and went to report to Nuwa, and prepared the venue by the way.

Lin Luozhi fell into a dazed sleep, and felt that she was being lifted up under the quilt and put on something.It took him a long time to open his eyes, his vision was a bit blurred, and he could only see a vague outline: "...Cat Nine?"

Mao Jiu wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and kissed reassuringly: "It's me, don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Lin Luozhi's heart: "...Where are you going?"

"It's not me, it's us." Mao Jiu looked down at him, with a loving smile on his lips, "I'll take you to heaven."

Lin Luozhi felt cold sweat break out again: "..." Is that what I think?Is it is it?Wait a minute I don't want to meet God yet Hey!

Card, forget that this is an oriental mythology background.

2.0 Wait, wait, I don't want to see the Buddha yet, hey!

However, he is now a weak chicken with no power to restrain the chicken, even though he was not much better in the first place.The rising speed was so fast that Lin Luozhi felt that his head was about to be blown off by the wind, and his already messy hairstyle was messed up in the wind.

Mao Jiu felt that the person in his arms was very stiff, and grabbed his collar tightly with his hands, his eyes were wide open, and his face was flushed.Mao Jiu thought for a while, and her expression became a little subtle: "Actually, the empress looks like a younger woman, and Wei Ying looks not much different from ordinary humans. You don't need to be so excited..."

Lin Luo held his breath in his chest. If it wasn't because of the thin air that it was difficult to breathe, he would burst into tears: "I am afraid of heights!"