【Xianze】It's not easy to be a fairy

Fan Xian soared up.

The script of the heroine is so satisfying. Firstly, the copy plot is smooth sailing, with the help of noble people, and then the emotional plot envies others, and the talented and talented depend on each other.

Even after death, little Fan Shixian's name will be sung, and little Fan Shixian's spiritual seat will be enshrined.After a long time, when no one remembered Fan Xian's appearance, more people paid homage to him, and no one knew who built his temple, the world also began to believe that little Fan Shixian was the priest who towered above the sky.

Many years later, a young man went to Beijing to rush for an exam. When it was raining, he passed by a simple Fan Xian temple. While hiding from the rain, he helped Fan Xian clean the temple.From then on, the title of little Fan Shixian was officially conferred as a god.

This ascension means that there are too many things about the magic stick, and he becomes a priest.

Fan Xian's ascension was so simple, without hard training, without comprehension of the world, with the glory of a hero above his head, he entered the heaven.

At first, Fan Xian felt that he had time-traveled again. He had obviously been dead for many years. When he opened his eyes, a group of white clothes under the gatepost of Tiangong bowed to him, holding jade plaques, saying that it was the little Fan Shixian who left three thousand pens and inks to the world. It is only in this Nantianmen that the world can be created, and the future must be bright.

Fan Xian's magic weapon is a big writing brush, a rosewood penholder, and high-quality brushes, which can turn stones into gold, and swish pens into mountains. How can ordinary little gods have such a grandeur like him? In this heaven, everyone respects and respects him as a "poem fairy".

His official position is quite easy, and most of the people who came to seek blessings at the beginning were for their studies, so that at that time he thought that the number one scholar was everyone's dream.Later, children began to come to ask the teacher to complete the homework left by the teacher. I don't know when it started, and women who were pregnant with Wujia came to ask him to bless their children to learn five cars.Now, he is concerned about big and small things, taking care of everything, and doing everything carelessly.

If Fan Xian took care of all these things, wouldn't everyone in the world be a master of literature?Praying for blessings is just an idea, and there are very few wishes that can really be realized. Many of them are not completed with the help of gods, but rely on the determination of man to overcome the sky.But everyone in the heavenly world is all about the incense money, so they are naturally extremely high-profile, wishing to wear their fame and fame to show off in the market.

The Heavenly Realm has always been short of manpower, and when the Three Realms were in chaos, they jumped out to promote themselves as the masters of the Three Realms.No, this year, the way of ghosts in the human world has been broken, regardless of your position as a priest, whether you have a salary or not, you will all be kicked out of the world to eliminate ghosts.

The ones assigned to Fan Xian were a general and an alchemist named Shi Bai and Cheng Jun respectively.

Fan Xian was not familiar with them, and the positions of the three were different, so there was always a lack of tacit understanding at the beginning.After stumbling around in the human world for a month, many ghosts were eliminated, but there were not many high-level ghosts that could be dealt with.

Military general Shi Bai was eager to make contributions. He heard that many people died in one breath in the next city, so he was eager to try.

Fan Xian and the two entered the city, and upon seeing it, he thought to himself, isn't this the capital where he used to live.It's a pity that nearly a thousand years have passed since his death, and the capital has changed a lot.What's more, at this time, a hundred ghosts are roaming freely, the people are in dire straits, the streets are very deserted, and the whole city looks like a dead city instead of a king's capital.

Fan Xian was walking on the streets of the city when an old man approached him. He seemed to be returning from the mountain. The bamboo basket on his back was full of sheep grass, but his eyes were sunken and his eyes were dull. That day, the gods, who were alive and well, couldn't help but say: "Withered and rotten plants, withered and rotten plants, I'm afraid they will die soon."

Shi Bai next to him observed his surroundings carefully, but Cheng Jun looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fan Xian finished speaking, the old man stopped, took out the sickle from the bamboo basket, and stabbed himself in the neck.His eyes opened angrily, the meridians on his neck snapped, and blood gushed out, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, nor could he see the blood all over the ground, and stared straight at Fan Xian.

That knife should have severed his vocal cords, he opened his mouth, and even wanted to talk to Fan Xian, but he could only hiss in vain.

Even the three priests, who had seen a lot of the world, were too frightened to speak by this weird scene.

Fan Xian was the quickest to react: "Old man, you are..."

He reached out to stop the old man's fallen body and covered his neck.But the old man seemed to be possessed by a demon, persistently talking to Fan Xian, his hands and feet twitching and trying to grab Fan Xian's collar.The elixir master Cheng Jun quickly took advantage of his advantages, quickly helped the old man stop the bleeding, and fed another big tonic pill.

The old man's wound healed, but his spirit had not recovered. Seeing that someone was going to save him, he hurried to reach for his sickle, wishing to give him another knife.

Fan Xian made a decisive decision and hit the old man on the back of the head with one hand, knocking him unconscious.

"Brother Fan, you are really good. If you don't make a song, you will be a blockbuster." Cheng Jun took the old man's body and helped him do a more detailed wound treatment. "This is just a fortune telling for him. He is going to die."

"My golden mouth is opened anyway." Fan Xian was not annoyed by his teasing at all.

Shi Bai's attitude was the most serious, he used the wind spirit plate to explore the ground, and discussed with the two of them. "Little gentleman is here to guard the old man. The east and west of this city are full of ghost spirits. Brother Fan and I will split up."

"Hey, why is it that Fan Xian is Brother Fan, and he becomes a little gentleman when he comes to my place?"

Fan Xian has long been used to their bickering, so he quickly played sloppy eyes: "Isn't it because I have a golden mouth? If I figured out something for you, I'm afraid you will suffer too."

Cheng Jun sadly carried the old man to a tea stall on the side of the road to rest. Among the three of them, Fan Xian had the highest official rank. Although they had no direct subordinate relationship, the two always acquiesced to Fan Xian's orders. Fan Xian was regarded as the leader of the group.

Fan Xian was not procrastinating in his work, he made an agreement with the two to meet here after the work was completed, and then left for the west of the city.

The closer you are to the market in the west of the city, the more evil spirits you can see.With a wave of Fan Xian's magic brush, three fire unicorns appeared on the roof, and the beasts burned the evil spirits with their mouths of flames.Unfortunately, not long after they were wiped out, a new group of evil spirits appeared. The ghosts were of different ages, including men, women, and children, but like all the ghosts the three of them had encountered before, they were just formed. His face was gray and black, his mind was disturbed, and he was a giant with mud feet, unable to speak clearly.

People turn into ghosts after death, and ghosts mostly retain the last appearance of the deceased before death.Originally, according to this logic, the most common ghosts should be mostly old people, but the age distribution of this group of ghosts is even, probably because of the opening of the ghost door this time, so many residents were forced to death.

They died in various ways, but they were all frightening.Some had distorted limbs, some had cracked skulls, and some had holes in their stomachs. Fan Xian had never seen ghosts who died horribly, but with so many shocking ghosts walking towards him together, he really felt a little uncomfortable.

"Spicy eyes, really hot eyes."

Fan Xian silently recited a sentence of sin, and swiped his pen to order the Fire Qilins to spend their fighting power here, and run forward by themselves.

Killing so many people in the city in one go, and commanding hundreds of ghosts, there must be a big guy ahead.Fan Xian thought to himself, I don't know what's going on with Shi Bai, if his bamboo basket fetches water in vain, but he returns with a full load, wouldn't it be particularly embarrassing.

The little ghosts in front of them were as dense as a honeycomb. They mobilized together, their laughter was exaggerated, and the noise was continuous. The creepy ghostly aura had already dyed the sky black. Immediately pierced dozens of ghosts.

"Hurry up and show up!"

He put the Wind Spirit Pan on the ground, bit his left index finger, and scratched the wound door of the Wind Spirit Disk with the blood from his fingertip, and said angrily, "Open the wound door!"

The ice blade he had sacrificed just now disappeared suddenly, and the surrounding houses were instantly covered with ice ridges, the temperature plummeted, and even Fan Xian's own breath turned into visible white water vapor.

The ground froze, the air condensed, and those little ghosts were instantly frozen into statues. When Fan Xian touched them lightly, they shattered into the dust.

But one ghost was not frozen.

With his back to Fan Xian, the ghost was standing in front of a steamed stuffed bun shop. He was wearing a thin white shirt, and his long hair poured down to his knees, almost enveloping his entire thin body.If it wasn't for his tall stature, Fan Xian would have almost recognized him as a woman just by looking at his back.

"No matter how you look at it, it looks familiar."

Fan Xian's eyelids twitched. This inexplicable sense of familiarity was not caused by him blindly. Moreover, he saw the opponent's feet. A pair of bare feet stood there openly, covered by ice, only a pair of red ankles were exposed. .

Fan Xian was terrified, he didn't expect his golden mouth to speak a word, the ghost turned his head, and Fan Xian cursed "I'll go" on the spot with his familiar face.

When Li Chengze died, he was poisoned and drunk, his physical body was not subjected to any twisted torture, and his spiritual body was naturally natural and perfect.

His attire is not much different from that of ordinary ghosts, except that he is born with outstanding temperament, with a beautiful appearance, and his face is like a crown jade. Naturally, he was worthy of the sentence "the temples are pulled by the blue clouds, and the eyebrows are like a crescent moon." "Knife cut", that is, after this death, his complexion became a little paler than before, and he also became a Rakshasa evil spirit who is strangely coquettish but murderous.

It's just that his behavior at this time was a little indecent. Just now he was stealing buns from the steamer in the bun shop, and Fan Xian's sudden big move froze his heart so much that even his feet were pressed to the ground by the ice layer. He raised his eyebrows displeasedly and looked at Fan Xian.His hands were not idle, he stuffed another mouthful of buns into his mouth, and blinked at Fan Xian while eating.

Fan Xian put away the magic weapon, walked towards Li Chengze with a subtle expression, and even slipped in front of him on the ice he had drawn.

Li Chengze was already working on the next bun. He had a good appetite, chewed it fast, and tasted like a little squirrel. After being amused by Fan Xian's fall, he pointed at him and looked at it thoughtfully for a long time.

The man in front of him was radiant, wearing a black gold and cloud embroidered shirt, with a green tiger-striped gentry belt tied around his waist, his hair was tied into a crown meticulously, his eyes filled with confusion, shock and what seemed to be guilt Emotional, he is handsome and straight, with dark clothes fluttering, holding a thick red sandalwood brush in his hand, it seems that the next second he will be full of poetry to describe thousands of mountains and rivers, breathing out all the scenery of mountains and rivers, Li Chengze even in the air Li smelled the ink from the pen.

He thought for a long time before saying, "Ah... um... oh, oh, I remember, you are Fan Xian, so you have ascended."

"..."

"Why, what do you want me to do?" He opened a basket of siu mai next door, picking and choosing, looking for siu mai stuffed with meat.

Fan Xian was confused by the harmonious opening of his old friend's reunion after a long absence. After all, in Fan Xian's memory, Li Chengze, who collapsed miserably before his death, was something he would never forget in his life.It turns out that they can still chat like this now?

Li Chengze's whole body was covered by a thick layer of ghost aura. Fan Xian had never seen a ghost with such deep resentment, even the wind was infected with death aura by Li Chengze.He gestured around twice and asked him, "You did all this?"

"what?"

"Don't be stupid."

Only now did Fan Xian recover from the shock of reuniting with Li Chengze, remembered his identity again, and pointed at Li Chengze with a pen again: "I am Fan Xian, the exorcist poet of today's world, evildoer, don't use any tricks!" , become an acquaintance I know, you can't escape today."

Li Chengze laughed twice: "Fan Xian, what are you doing? I am Li Chengze. Didn't I commit suicide in front of you back then? You didn't mistake me."

After Fan Xian lived for so long, he never imagined that Li Chengze would turn into such a horrible ghost. Even he had been a priest for many years, and he was overwhelmed by the resentment attached to him.

The fates of the two were entangled, Li Chengze lost everything in the end, and he, Fan Xian, played an irreplaceable role in the process.Fan Xian did not regret what he had done, but seeing that Li Chengze had not reincarnated, but wandered in this world for nearly a thousand years, his heart couldn't help but feel a little sad.

He, Li Chengze, is now a thousand-year-old ghost, and Fan Xian is now a heavenly priest. Although Fan Xian can't bear it, he can only take action. Such ghosts will be a disaster wherever they stay in the Three Realms, and they must be eradicated.

He is a person who is affectionate, but most of them are sympathetic to him and love him, and he is ruthless. He is a person like Li Chengze.

Li Chengze didn't seem to expect that he would call him without saying a word.The fire unicorn called by Fan Xian was hard to deal with, and it burned him as soon as it came up. Li Chengze hadn't finished picking out the basket of siu mai, and his right hand was scalded, and he couldn't stand the pain. The ice layer lifted its feet and changed places.

"Ah, my siu mai."

The more he behaved like this, the more Fan Xian's heart was twisted. He sacrificed another thunder dragon, grabbed the dragon's horn and flew into the sky, condescendingly said: "Li Chengze, you'd better catch yourself without a fight."

Li Chengze was puzzled: "Why did you hit me? I didn't do anything."

His words seemed to be true and false, if Fan Xian hadn't known him well, he would have believed it.But it was precisely because Fan Xian had gotten along with him too much, and understood that this person's acting skills, in modern society, would definitely be nominated for an Oscar.

It's a pity that Fan Xian buried an emotional seed related to him in his heart. This reunion, even he himself didn't realize it, and the seed couldn't help sprouting by itself.

If people don't attack me, I will not attack others. If people attack me, I will attack them.

Li Chengze was chased by Huo Qilin for half a block, and finally started to fight back.He had too much resentment, and with a random move, the monsters and monsters underground couldn't bear the desire to swallow up the resentment, and broke out of the ground one after another.Li Chengze fed them a little resentment, and those walking corpses who had waited for a hundred years of sorrow ran towards Huo Qilin headlessly.

Li Chengze went all the way down, and the capital quickly became restless.It was the time when ghosts opened their doors, and there were ghosts and ghosts everywhere in the world. When a ghost like Li Chengze made a noise, the group of little ghosts became so excited that they rushed towards Fan Xian as if they had taken a stimulant.

Rao even Fan Xian couldn't stand this kind of attack, he had a flash of divine light, stimulated his divine root, and burned all the demons and goblins.

Li Chengze was also dazzled by the dazzling divine light, but he staggered, and Fan Xian rode the thunder dragon and bit him, took him into the air and fell heavily.

The dragon's sharp teeth bit his shoulder, Li Chengze was thrown into a daze, he couldn't vomit blood, his throat smelled fishy, ​​he only felt pain in his upper body, being pressed on the ground by the dragon's head, he panted carefully to relieve his pain .

The moment Leilong bit him, Fan Xian noticed something strange about him, saw Li Chengze lying on the ground motionless, and now got off the dragon's head to check him.Li Chengze's injured left arm was lying across the most obvious place, as if deliberately making it look like Fan Xian, it was extremely red and swollen, and the wound had already begun to blister, which showed how vigorously the fire of Huo Qilin was burning.

It was the same as they were in life. It was Fan Xian who repelled him, and it was Fan Xian who loved him the most.

Fan Xian couldn't bear to look at his wound, so he stretched out his hand to hold down his Tianling Gai.After exploring, Fan Xian became even more silent.There are three souls and seven souls after death. The three souls are Taiguang, Shuangling and Youjing, and they are in charge of people's life and death, spiritual consciousness and sexual orientation.The seven souls refer to the dead dog, the arrow, the bird's yin, the thief, the non-poison, the decontamination, and the stinky lung, which respectively represent human emotions-joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire.

Only when the three souls and seven souls are complete can they escape into the world again and be reborn as a human being.

A ghost of Li Chengze's rank had a majestic look on his face, but only three souls and one fear were left after three broken souls.Fan Xian did not give up, and explored his Tianling Gai again, but the result was still the same.

The Thunder Dragon was still pressing down on Li Chengze, his shoulder injury was so painful that he lost his sense of pain, Li Chengze was so stunned by this guy's size that he trembled and closed his stubborn eyes, as if he wanted to hand over life and death Give it to Fan Xian.

Fan Xian hastily withdrew the spell, and Li Chengze had such strength without all three souls and seven souls. If he found all the remaining six souls, he might not be able to cure him.

"You..." Fan Xian didn't know what to say, and asked him why his soul was incomplete?Or ask him why he was... stealing steamed buns in the capital city?

Seeing that Li Chengze was really in pain, Fan Xian hurriedly took out some medicine to heal him, Li Chengze didn't want to slap his hand away. "Don't pretend to be kind, just leave me alone."

"I almost forgot that you are a deadly tsundere." Fan Xian sighed, and took out a golden fairy lock from the Qiankun bag. It was impossible to tie his hands. Because he was injured, he must have committed a crime on his own. It's too funny to wear it around the neck, and it will definitely be regarded as a pervert by him.

Fan Xian gesticulated on Li Chengze's body for a long time, and his eyes moved to the insteps that were pressed and pressed by the ice layer. Those bare feet were delicate and white, not as sensual as a woman's, with a well-proportioned backbone. After turning into a ghost, Li Chengze was paler than before. Quite a few, even these feet seemed to come from stepping on thousands of ripples.

He was silent for a while towards those feet, and put the fairy lock on Li Chengze's right ankle.

Li Chengze's feet had never received such "courteous treatment", he shouted: "Fan Xian, what are you doing!"

Inspired by these feet, Fan Xian grinned viciously at him: "What are you doing? Take you back and torture you until you admit it."

"I……"

Li Chengze only has fear in his body now, and the only emotion he may have is the fear of Fan Xian.Fan Xian never knew what fear he felt during his lifetime, nor did he show any signs of panic. What he is best at is covering up the truth with other emotions.But this time, Li Chengze doesn't have any other weight, maybe he will find something else.

It's a pity that Li Chengze was naturally fearless, not even afraid of death, so trying to make him fearful would be difficult.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengze blinked, his attitude softened a little, and he whispered softly: "I just want to be reborn as a human, I didn't do these things."

Fan Xian was surprised, could it be that Li Chengze was really scared?Is this what it's like when someone is scared?

TBC