My magic weapon can't be so timid

The devil's words reminded Gu Xingzhen, he grabbed Du Zijun and asked, "Where is the hotel kitchen?"

"First floor, what are you looking for in the kitchen?" Du Zijun had a flash of inspiration as soon as he finished asking, his eyes lit up: "I understand! I'll go with you."

Before he could finish the word "go", Gu Xingzhen jumped out from the balcony and jumped down to the tenth floor.

Du Zijun: "..."

Xi Rulan: "Wow, son, do you want to follow?"

Du Zijun rubbed his nose resentfully, and said, "I'll take the elevator."

While they were talking, the battle in the air was still stalemate. The demon found that Dongfang's magic could not hurt his fur, and his self-confidence soared.

"The rumors say that the gods in the east are terrifying, Jie Jie, so they are all exaggerated words by those useless old things!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up from the ground, and countless vines drilled out from the ground. The thick and thin vines criss-crossed and rushed into the air fiercely, hooking the demon's feet together, and dragging the demon to the ground forcefully. Tang Buku also followed him to the ground. He was at a disadvantage fighting a winged demon in the air.

The vines are intertwined and intertwined, weaving into a solid cage, trapping the devil tightly, and looking carefully, these vines are engraved with fine patterns, and only Tang Buku can draw such a precise formation in a short period of time This genius can do it.

"Vulnerable wood." The demon snorted arrogantly, then flapped its wings, and used its thick wrist to break off the vines, but the vines not only remained motionless, but also gave off a smell of light that he hated so much, it was almost choking The smell of feces in his nose: "cough cough cough."

"Our formations are powered by the power of the heavens, the earth, the sun, the moon and the stars. The 72 formations can produce thousands of exquisite formations. How can you, a foreign monster, despise you?" Tang Buku's voice resounded loudly. In the clear night, he was safe. Ziruo's figure is like this cool breeze and bright moon.

Holding Zixiao in his hand, Tang Buku slowly approached the demon. During the battle just now, he found that the magic weapon could only hurt the demon's fur, and the wound healed very quickly. This is probably the same as the mahogany sword killing ghosts. Foreign monsters also need special magic tools to deal with them. If his magic tools are not good, then what would this creature from darkness be afraid of?

Tang Buku immediately thought of light. Among the five elements, wood belongs to the east, which is for life and light. He immediately changed his strategy.

The devil's copper-bell-like eyes stared at Tang Buku: "Jie Jie, although I am afraid of light, as long as it is not the divine light of the Holy Envoy of the West, I can't kill me! It can't trap me forever!"

The devil roared, and suddenly the bones swelled, the muscles bulged, and the tendons were densely covered. With the devil's roar, Fujiki was forcefully pulled open by him, and the pointed hook tail was flicked hard, and the fiery red electric light ball was thrown out.

Tang Buku quickly fended off the demon's attack with his sword, and then more lightning balls slammed towards him. Unfortunately, Tang Buku's figure was as nimble as a squirrel, and he dodged the demon's attack with his nimble jumps, while the demon was like A krypton gold player who is addicted to playing card games, his eyes are red, his face is grim, and he can't stop at all!

He wants to hit this oriental monk!must!must!

'boom! '

An electric light ball hit Tang Buku, and the demon laughed triumphantly. He looked smugly at the cultivator lying on the ground, and then charged up for the final blow. The huge electric light ball hit Tang Buku. One blow would definitely kill this little monk!

But Tang Buku got up suddenly, and split the electric light ball with his sword. At this moment, the demon realized that Tang Buku was not injured at all. It was just this little monk who was pretending to be dead just now, just to trick him into continuing to consume his energy.

"Cunning Orientals!!" the demon cursed in his mother tongue angrily.

Tang Buku was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand the foreign bird language of the devil, and thought the devil was chanting a spell, so he subconsciously pinched a defensive spell.

Just when Gu Xingzhen arrived, he answered with a neat accent, "Ignorant Westerners!"

At the same time as the voice fell to the ground, a jar of salt fell from the sky, like snow and sand, falling on the devil, and the devil let out a scream. His skin sizzled as soon as it touched the salt, like roasting mutton on an iron plate, um, roasting a devil .

"It's not bitter, the devil is afraid of salt, so you trap him with a salt array." Gu Xingzhen pointed to the crock of salt he carried, which meant that you could use it casually.

Tang Buku understood, he turned his wrist, and lightly lifted the tip of the sword. The snowflake-like salt circled in the wind of the sword, and then turned into a sharp blade and flew towards the demon. Every time he hit, the demon screamed, his mana was lost, and his body froze. The shape also shrunk, and after more than a dozen knives, there was only a basketball-sized demon ball with horns on its head, tail flicking, and fangs gnawing.

"Damn Orientals!! Liars! Liars!" The devil's voice became smaller along with it, and the previously low and hoarse strange voice became the voice of a six or seven-year-old child.

Gu Xingzhen stepped forward and stuffed the devil ball with a mouthful of salt.

"..." The demon ball was so disgusted by the salt that tears flowed out, and it was so wronged that it became smaller again.

Gu Xingzhen picked up the tail of the devil ball and flicked it, the devil ball became dizzy and almost foamed at the mouth.

Gu Xingzhen asked Tang Buku: "What should I do with this guy?"

Tang Buku was about to go back to him, when a wisp of ghost floated in the air, the ghost clasped his hands and begged: "Please be merciful, two great immortals."

Gu Xingzhen was stunned when he saw the floating ghost, and after repeated confirmation, he finally recognized that it was Du Minghang who was in his 30s. He asked in surprise, "Brother Du?"

When Gu Xingzhen resolutely jumped off the building to get the salt, Xi Rulan and Du Zijun took the elevator downstairs. Their mother and son had been hiding in the nearby bushes to watch Tang Buku fight the demon. After the demon was subdued, the two They all breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps it was because of the deep love between husband and wife, when Du Minghang pleaded, Xi Rulan felt dazed, as if she heard the voice of her dead husband, but now when she heard Gu Xingzhen's address, she couldn't hold back anymore and rushed out from the corner.

"Minghang, is that you?! Where are you?" Xi Rulan called out to the void: "I knew it, I knew you were always by my side, guarding me, protecting me, right?"

This speculation is not without reason. Midnight is the time when the moon is full and the yin is the most serious, and it is also the time when people and ghosts are always in contact. Every night during this time, Xi Rulan always feels that there are people around her. She has never felt afraid. Because she vaguely felt that it was Du Minghang who came back to see her.

Xi Rulan looked around blankly, looking for Du Minghang's ghost everywhere, she couldn't see Du Minghang right in front of her, she couldn't see Du Minghang's hand caressing her face, and she couldn't see the deep love in Du Minghang's eyes.

Xi Rulan wanted to cry and said, "Xingzhen, tell me quickly, where is Minghang?"

Du Zijun's lips trembled, and he couldn't believe it: "I, my dad is still there? Can I see him again?"

Gu Xingzhen said: "I can borrow a little of your spiritual power to activate a short-term spiritual vision for you, but once the spiritual vision is activated, you may be injured by Yin Qi and be sick for a few days if you have no cultivation base to protect your body."

Du Zijun and Xi Rulan nodded impatiently. They were willing to be sick for ten days and half a month, let alone a few days.

Immediately, Gu Xingzhen tapped lightly between the two of their eyebrows, and the spiritual vision was activated, and the dark and bright colors of the world flooded into their field of vision, but only one ray of soul was shining.

"Minghang!"

"dad!"

Having not seen each other for many years, Du Zijun and Xi Rulan had tears in their eyes. They stepped forward to hug Du Minghang, but their hands passed through Du Minghang's body mercilessly.

The corner of Du Minghang's mouth turned bitter. He was just an incorporeal ghost, and the surprise in the eyes of Du Zijun and Xi Rulan also disappeared at this moment. They understood that the family is always separated by yin and yang.

"Minghang, what's going on here? Have you always been by my side?" Xi Rulan choked up, tears falling like broken pearls.

Du Minghang said softly: "Ru Lan, don't cry, it's God's grace that we can meet again."

Du Minghang said, cast a grateful look to Gu Xingzhen, and then continued: "When I died, because I was too obsessed with it, I couldn't pass away smoothly, so my soul was attached to this pocket watch I gave you. This watch has a history of a hundred years. , is a good container to carry my soul, and I am also very lucky, you have always carried this watch, but when it was attached to this watch, I did not expect that there is already a ghost living in this watch.”

The demon ball sitting on the ground first heard him mention the pocket watch, and first snorted, and when he heard that he was a ghost, he immediately jumped up and shouted: "I am a demon! I am a demon! I am a child of hell! I am not a ghost." Lowly creatures."

Gu Xingzhen slapped the screaming demon into the salt ground, and the world became quiet.

Seeing the demon being beaten, although he knew that Gu Xingzhen had good intentions, Du Minghang still couldn't bear it. He sighed and continued: "I have concerns in my heart and I don't want to reincarnate, so I reached an agreement with this demon. He helped me Fulfill your wish, so that I can always guard you, and after a hundred years of your life, I will have nothing to worry about, and my soul will belong to him."

"For so many years, I have been guarding you, watching you come out from the shadow of my death, I am very pleased, watching you raise our son up, I am also very happy, and later I saw that you are coming back to shoot Movie, I am so happy! I think you have come out completely, maybe I can let go earlier, I am a ghost after all, I have been following you all the time, my yin energy will affect your luck and body."

When Xi Rulan heard Du Minghang said that she wanted to let go, she excitedly stepped forward, wanting to hold Du Minghang, but Du Minghang also stretched out her hand, and the two held hands in a vain way.

"But I didn't expect that Ru Lan's comeback would cause such a big criticism."

"They all attacked Ru Lan! They said that she was too old and decrepit, that she was so stunning back then, and how terrifying she is now! Especially Lu Wenshan! Why did she attack Ru Lan! What qualifications does she have! She joked If she doesn't act well, she will be domineering just because she has a good father, what else does she have besides her current youth? In my opinion, she can't even compare to Ru Lan by a single strand of hair."

"I can't see them bullying Rulan... what outsiders see is her pride, only I can see the hard work behind her, in order to play the role of queen well, you start to read history books, she is aging so thick every day The makeup is to get closer to the character, but Lu Wenshan opened her mouth to grab the role of the queen!" The violent fluctuation of emotions caused Du Minghang's body to change, and his eyes were scarlet, and his soul and body became restless.

Gu Xingzhen picked up the devil ball and shook it. After shaking him awake, he asked sharply, "What's going on?"

"Stayed with me for a long time, and was eroded by the devil's energy..." The devil's laughter was broken in the salt pile, and the devil's ball swore that in this life, Gu Xingzhen must be thrown into the salt to soak!

The author has something to say: I actually wrote this story because sometimes I saw some people on the Internet maliciously attacking actresses for getting old and ugly. At that time, I would feel very angry. Heroes are aging, and beauties are graying.

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There are fewer and fewer people reading the text. Is it because I collapsed? I’m a little discouraged QAQ