Looking at the tile-roofed house entwined with Yin Qi, with two white lanterns hanging in front of the door, Luo Xingzhou felt... flustered.

He is a teacher of the state, and he has been to underground tombs no matter how cloudy or ghostly they are, and he never knew how to write the word "fear" before.

But it's different now.

In the past, he was alone. At that time, he had a youthful spirit and a unique opportunity for Taoism. It was perfect for a skilled man to use it on him.

3000 years have passed, after more than three months of buying eggs and fried rice to accumulate merit points, and waking up early in the morning to absorb the natural aura between heaven and earth, Luo Xingzhou's mana can be said to have completely recovered.

His mana remained the same as before, but this time Luo Xingzhou was scared.

Xiao Rui.

There is a person living in his heart, he doesn't want to be separated from yin and yang when he just got together with Xiaori.

In the past, he was devoted to cultivating the Tao, and he didn't care whether he existed in the world, but the fairy hoped to live, to live well, to be able to walk step by step with Xiao Rui, and to do many things that he wanted to do but had no time to do together.

They agreed to sponsor a child, but they haven't registered yet.

It was agreed that we would hold hands shoulder to shoulder and walk the way forward together.

we have a deal.

Well, it's done.

Luo Xingzhou's raised right foot stuttered, he put his heel on the ground, and looked at the unusually conspicuous tile-roofed house from a distance. For some reason, Luo Xingzhou's heart twitched and twisted into several small lumps.

"This room...is weird. It's so weird." Luo Xingzhou frowned with his pretty Chuanzi eyebrows.

He took a few steps forward, the house was closer, and he could see it more clearly.

The thick Yin Qi disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Luo Xingzhou's heart became more and more uncertain. He had just seen a suffocating Yin Qi hovering around the room, but in such a blink of an eye, none of the Yin Qi remained and disappeared, as if it had never appeared again.

Danger.

A first-level alarm sounded in Luo Xingzhou's heart.

He hesitated whether to go into the tile house,

"Go, go back, don't go in." Luo Xingzhou muttered.

After finishing speaking, he turned around resolutely, and was about to walk back when a biting cold wind came from behind him, making Luo Xingzhou's goose bumps fall all over the ground.

"Ah! Help, help, come and save me!"

Luo Xingzhou stopped in his tracks, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the tiled house behind him, "It's Zhicheng."

It was Zhao Zhicheng's voice, and Luo Xingzhou's heart suddenly kicked in his throat.

Zhao Zhicheng is his good friend. When he first came to this world three months ago, Zhao Zhicheng ran up and down to help him a lot. He touched his pocket indifferently. s things.

When I took it out, it was a red cherry-flavored lollipop.

Luo Xingzhou's hesitant mind quickly flashed a picture of Zhao Zhicheng appearing at the door of his house with two bags of lollipops in his hand one morning.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Zhao Zhicheng brought him breakfast and lollipops early in the morning...

Luo Xingzhou's clear and moist eyes were filled with hazy mist, he clenched the lollipop tightly in his hand, and said firmly, "I can't leave him alone."

Few people cared about Luo Xingzhou in the past, Zhao Zhicheng was one of the few, it was impossible for Luo Xingzhou to watch Zhao Zhicheng being divided into corpses and devoured by evil spirits.

He puffed out his cheeks, put the lollipop in his pocket, and continued walking.

Soon came to the door of the house.

To Luo Xingzhou's surprise, the moment he walked to the door, the brown-black solid wooden door opened automatically with a "bang-dang" sound.

Luo Xingzhou: "!!!!"

It was really fierce.

Knowing that the house was dangerous and unpredictable, Luo Xingzhou walked in anyway.

With a "bang", the wooden door closed loudly, stirring up a layer of flying dust.

Luo Xingzhou was wearing a sex mask, but he stretched out his hand to sweep in front of his eyes.

The inside of the house is neat and tidy. There is a big banyan tree with a history in the yard, and many tiny roots hang down from the branches as thick as an arm.

Luo Xingzhou raised his head and looked around carefully, it was dark and oozing.

"Zhicheng, Zhicheng, I'm Xingzhou, when you hear my voice, you promise me." Luo Xingzhou said loudly as he walked forward.

The echo quickly came from the deep and secluded courtyard, which became more and more gloomy.

When walking past the big banyan tree, the branches and leaves were blown and rustled.

"Zhicheng, Zhicheng, Zhao Zhicheng, can you hear me?" Luo Xingzhou called out two more times.

No one responded.

Let alone a response, the courtyard was so quiet that even the wind could not be heard.

There was no sound, and the needles could be heard falling.

Anyone who studies Taoism knows that when ghosts haunt, it is extremely quiet.

If Luo Xingzhou guessed correctly, the evil spirits in the old house would be mobilized soon.Luo Xingzhou thought, how many souls are buried in such a dark house? !

He raised his right hand and pinched his fingers to calculate, the calculation was imprecise, but he knew...

It is densely packed, and the number is innumerable.

When walking forward, Luo Xingzhou secretly reached into the yellow cloth bag that he carried with him, took it out, and found a stack of yellow talismans.

Without further ado, he grabbed a stack of yellow talismans, cut them in half, put one half in his pocket for emergencies, and used the other half to throw away. Without taking a step forward, he threw a hand of talisman papers behind him.

"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, the Taishang Laojun will soon appear, and the evil spirits, evil spirits and grievances will dissipate, and they will go to the underworld for reincarnation."

This trick is commonly used to persuade ghosts to go to the underworld to report, and then lead to the six reincarnations.

"Thank you, thank you National Teacher for your guidance."

Hearing the voice, Luo Xingzhou didn't turn his head. He knew there must be many souls floating behind him at this moment, and these souls were willing to follow his guidance to reincarnate in the underworld.

Luo Xingzhou's posture was straight, and he said righteously, "You don't need to thank me, as long as Les is a good person."

"Okay, thank you, Master."

With the cold wind constantly blowing behind him, Luo Xingzhou knew that many ghosts were on their way.

He took another step forward, and sprinkled another handful of yellow talismans after walking, this time there was no cold wind.

Luo Xingzhou frowned, thinking something was wrong, there was obviously a ghost following me all the time, why didn't he follow my instructions to go to the underworld to reincarnate? !

Out of curiosity, Luo Xingzhou slowly turned around.

Turning his head slowly, what made Luo Xingzhou dumbfounded was that the soul soaked behind him was actually him!

His heart sank suddenly, Luo Xingzhou parted his thin lips, and said in panic, "You, you are... Tang Xingzhou?"

The young man in a white Taoist robe gave Luo Xingzhou a serious look, floated close to him, and said, "I'm not Tang Xingzhou, I'm just his body."

"What? What do you mean?" Luo Xingzhou came back to his senses and asked quickly.

The young man in white robe put his hand on Luo Xingzhou's shoulder.

What made Luo Xingzhou dumbfounded was that this young man could actually put his hand on his body, even Luo Xingzhou could feel the other person's heartbeat and body temperature!

what happened?

Luo Xingzhou was puzzled.

Obviously, the one floating in front of him was a soul. Logically speaking, he would not be able to touch a wronged soul, but now Luo Xingzhou not only touched it, but also... He even heard the heartbeat of the other party.

"I'm Tang Xingzhou, I'm not Tang Xingzhou, I'm you..."

Hearing what the white-robed boy said, Luo Xingzhou was completely stunned.

"You are me?" Luo Xingzhou frowned, and said, "How could you be me?"

"Luo Xingzhou, are you sure you only live two lives?" the white-robed boy said thoughtfully.

Luo Xingzhou was even more confused.

How many lives he has lived, doesn't he still know.

"How do you know I've lived two lives?"

"It doesn't matter, the question is, are you sure you only live two lives?"

Luo Xingzhou: "???"

"What do you mean?"

The white-robed boy said, "Aren't you surprised? Why can I touch you, hear your heartbeat, and feel your body temperature..."

Luo Xingzhou immediately opened his black eyes, it turned out that not only he could feel the heartbeat and body temperature of the boy in white robe, but also the boy was the same as him.

"What's going on?" Luo Xingzhou asked.

The white-robed boy glanced left and right, and said in a low voice, "Because I am you."

"You are me? How could you be me?" Luo Xingzhou reached out to grab the white-robed boy's hand, and watched helplessly as the white-robed boy turned into a puddle of blood and disappeared.

Luo Xingzhou's heart was agitated, and he racked his brains to think what was going on?

"Is he really me?"

"Did I not only experience two lives??"

Many questions filled Luo Xingzhou's small head, and his thoughts were all messed up.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Xingzhou cleared his mind, and finally thought that the appearance of the white-robed boy was a hallucination, just like the scene when he saw Tang Xingzhou in Xiaorui's room in Yuxu Temple.

"Yes, it's an illusion." Luo Xingzhou reached out and patted his left heart.

At the same time, Liu Huaiwen, Chu Qing and Zhao Qifeng had also entered the old house. They entered through another door.

Once inside the house, Liu Huaiwen walked to a big willow tree in the backyard, picked up a red shovel, dug a small hole in twos and twos, and took out a black clay pot from the small hole under the big willow tree .

"Master, what is this?" Chu Qing couldn't wait to ask.

Liu Huaiwen stretched out his hand to pat the dirt on the black earthen pot, Xie Xie curled his mouth, and said very sinisterly, "Qing'er, didn't you ask me before, did you kill Luo Xingzhou sincerely?"

Chu Qing looked into Liu Huaiwen's eyes, his eyes suddenly flashed a dazzling light, and raised his voice an octave and said, "Master, could it be..." Chu Qing pointed at the black earthen jar.

"That's right, that's it." Liu Huaiwen smiled more and more proudly, and he said confidently, "With this, I can not only get rid of Luo Xingzhou easily, but I can also shackle his soul and make him live forever." You can't be a human being, you can only be a wandering soul with nowhere to rest, as miserable as you want."

"Master, what exactly is this?" Zhao Qifeng couldn't wait.

Liu Huaiwen stretched out his slender and white right hand, grasping the wooden cork on the seal of the black crock with five fingers.

Liu Huaiwen recited a few sentences softly, and then quickly pulled out the cork, a blood-red caterpillar appeared in front of their eyes.

"Love Gu!"

"It's a love gu!"

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