Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

"Come in!" The old man's face changed suddenly, and he dragged Feng Chang'an into the wooden house.

"Kang Dang!" The door bolt was closed, and the sound of the bell was still echoing around.

Feng Changan was already in poor health, and his foot was not stable. He was savagely pulled by the old man, and he staggered forward a few steps before he stabilized his footing.

He stepped on something under his feet and lifted his foot slightly. It was a stub of unburned tobacco.

The room was damp, with rotting tobacco ends stuck to the rammed earth, looking dirty in every way.

"Whew, wheeze, wheeze!" There was a dull gasp in his chest, and the old man's face was covered with cold sweat. He leaned against the wooden door with his hands pressed against the door.

Because of being too nervous, the veins on the back of his thin hands that could lift the yellow skin bulged.

"You saw it too?" Feng Changan kicked the tobacco end under his feet, his heart beat faster, "Who is he?"

The old man put one hand next to his mouth and the other on the door, with a frightened expression on his face and panting, "Don't talk, he can hear you."

The air in the house seemed to freeze, only the palpitations of panting/breathing, the sound of the bell outside the house became more and more clear, obviously it was getting closer to the wooden house.

The old man stretched out his hand and gestured for Feng Changan to go over.

As soon as Feng Chang'an passed by, the old man took out a yellow talisman from his tattered pocket and slapped Feng Chang'an on his forehead. Almost at the same time, he picked up another talisman and slapped himself on his forehead.

The yellow talisman is long and thin, and you can still smell the tobacco on it when it hangs down to your nose.

The smell of tobacco was exactly the same as the one he smoked last time, strong and pungent.

"Knock knock one by one" the wooden door was knocked, because no one opened the door, so the wooden door was knocked again.

"knock knock one by one"

Do not speak.

The old man was shaking like a sieve, he made a silent gesture, then covered his mouth tightly, a drop of cold sweat gathered from the tip of his nose, and dripped to the ground.

The strange feeling rose from the bottom of my heart to my throat, and floated out.

Feng Chang'an froze in place, his brain running rapidly.

The reaction of the person in front of him was that it was not the first time he had seen the old man, but according to the reactions of Yun Xu and the female ghost, only the dead could see the old man.

Assuming that he can see the old man because he is a dying person, then the person in front of him must also be a dying person—of course, the dying person is just a guess.

However, it is not without basis that the old Taoist has been saying that he will accept two people.

The guesses are based, and the assumptions are established.

The old way said to accept two people, just right, one is not too much, and the other is not too much.

"knock knock one by one"

The last two knocks on the door died away, and even the bell died away with it.

The old man seemed to have been drained of strength, and he sat slumped on the ground, his fingers were still trembling, and tremblingly took out the dry tobacco from his ripped pocket.

Feng Changan seized the opportunity, squatted down, and said in a low voice: "Senior, what's going on?"

"You are dying, and so am I." The old man whispered, he tried to pinch a fire formula to burn the dry smoke, but he couldn't pinch it. His hands were too shaking, and they swayed up and down like breaking waves.

"Boy, do you know about soul elicitors?"

The title of "spirit attractor" is very strange, and Feng Chang'an has never heard of it.

"Also ask the seniors to enlighten me."

The old man raised his head, as if caught in some kind of memory: "The soul-inducing person is a person from the underworld, unlike a monk who turns into a ghost and tears the space to the underworld after death, the souls captured by the soul-inducing person are all dedicated to ghosts and gods.

Once it is supplied to ghosts and gods, it will be lost.

The soul guide will calculate in advance that those people are going to die, and if they see that this person has no luck, or their luck is too weak, they will come to arrest them. "

After the old man finished speaking, he took a deep breath, lit up the dry cigarette while trembling and took a puff, and then exhaled a cloud of white mist in a ecstasy.

He said in a sad voice: "Now you know, you and I are both people with weak luck."

"Lucky way...weak?" Feng Changan bit the word "lucky way".

He never felt that his luck was weak. If his luck was weak, he would not be able to escape when the Feng family was destroyed, nor would he be able to thrive in the dangerous world of cultivating immortals. was resurrected.

Just as he was questioning his own luck, 081 retorted, "Nonsense! When the system concludes the contract, the host chosen by the system must be a person with great luck. If the luck is bad, it will not be able to withstand the suppression of outsiders by the Dao of Heaven, and it will die a long time ago."

A cold light flashed in Feng Changan's eyes, and he thought, "Is this really true?"

081 snorted softly: "I lied to you that I have candy?"

081 naturally can't lie, it means the person in front of him is lying.

But why did he lie to himself?Feng Changan looked at the old man calmly.

The old man smoked fiercely, the smell of smoke was pungent, and amidst the smog, Feng Chang'an remembered what the female ghost had confessed earlier.

One by one, you were hit by the soul-inducing incense, which is why you fell asleep and were led into the trap.

But in the past ten days, he didn't go there except wandering around Baihe Academy, Zangshu Pavilion, and Dingxian Hall. These three places have enchantments, and the incense is provided by a special person. How could he be hit by the soul-inducing incense?

The soul-inducing incense has a strong smell, and he knows it as soon as he smells it. It is impossible not to notice it in the slightest.

Feng Chang'an's eyes shifted from the dry tobacco in the old man's hand to the small unburnt coiled tobacco end on the mud floor, with an unpredictable expression.

"If you want to live, there is only one way." The old man said seriously, "Go out and lure him away."

Feng Chang'an said: "Why me, not senior?"

"You don't have a cultivation base, but this old man has a cultivation base. Not only that, but this old man also knows how to extend his life, do you know? You don't know, do you?"

"Then I'm not going either."

The old man paused his smoking hand, and his face was a little distorted: "Tell me a reason."

"According to what you said, he is so powerful, I must die if I go, maybe he can buy you time and let you escape.

It is said that it is better to live than to die, who would not want to live more?That being the case, why should I buy you time instead of living more by myself. "

The old man laughed and said, "You really know how to make plans."

Feng Changan didn't speak, but looked at him fixedly.

"If you don't go, I'll go, you boy, you're so smart!" The old man patted his sleeves, stood up by himself, and threw a black kit to Feng Chang'an.

"Take this well. If I go out and don't come back, you can open the kit, and maybe you can escape."

Feng Changan caught the kit, watched the old man open the door and go out, and then closed the door again with a bang.

Did you blame the other party?

Feng Changan frowned, he had smoked for a long time when he didn't notice the cigarette before, if it was really the soul-inducing incense, he should feel as tired as last time.

But he is not tired at all now.

Feng Changan was holding the kit bag in his hand, it was very light, and he didn't know what was in it.

"Knock knock one by one" the knock on the door rang again, knocked twice, and the bell rang again.

"It's time, it's time to go, open the door."

Feng Changan heard the voice of a veteran in Huangpao.

After a while, there was no more sound. The door was pushed open abruptly, and the old man ran in, spitting blood.

"Hurry up and open the bag, or you won't be able to leave!"

There was a pair of red embroidered shoes at the door, Feng Changan never thought that he would go back and forth, seeing the pair of embroidered shoes, his eyelids twitched, and regardless of the old man's hoarse urging, he rushed to close the door.

No matter how weird the red embroidered shoes looked, they didn't look like a good thing.

"Open it!" The old man was so powerful that he grabbed Feng Chang'an's arm, his eyes widened, and his tone was aggressive, "Hurry up! Do you want us all to die!"

Feng Changan shook off his hand and went straight to the door: "Close the door first!"

The old man was so angry that he spat out blood, pointed at him, his fingers were trembling: "You are mentally retarded, the old man has already set up the formation, this formation needs to be deployed by one person, and activated by one person, the eye of the formation is the kit.

As long as you open the kit, you can trap the soul-inducing person. The red embroidered shoes are a trap, open the kit! "

As soon as the words fell, a group of veterans in yellow robes appeared in front of Feng Changan.

Feng Changan's pupils shrank sharply, and he wanted to return to his original position, but it was too late.

The old man in yellow robe shot very quickly, his hand was like an eagle's claw, and hit Feng Chang'an's waist directly.

The old man's neck was congested and thickened due to anger, and he roared: "Open it quickly, it's too late!"

The old man in yellow robe brushed against Feng Chang'an's waist, and he grabbed a leaf. Hearing the old man's hoarse roar, he glanced at the kit in Feng Chang'an's hand.

Feng Chang'an was unscathed. Seeing that the old Taoist in yellow robe made another attack, the target was the kit in his hand, he hurriedly threw away the kit, and rushed several meters with one stride.

The old man in yellow robe grabbed the black kit that was thrown up, squeezed it and exploded, and the pungent smell of soul-inducing fragrance wafted out from the kit.

Scattering the soul-inducing incense, the old man in yellow robe didn't even look at Feng Chang'an, he just shook the bell slowly.

"Ah!" The old man knelt on the ground and hugged his head. It was visible to the naked eye that his body was rotting inch by inch until it rotted into a pool of blood.

A transparent soul floated out of the bloody water, and the copper tongue struck the bell, sucking the soul into his body logically.

Feng Chang'an looked at the surrounding environment, took a few steps, and wanted to escape from this place, but he was stopped by the old man in yellow before he ran far.

"Wait, you can leave if you want to, and remove the seal."

Feng Chang'an took several steps back, and said vigilantly, "What seal?"

The old Taoist in yellow robe handed the leaves he had snatched from Feng Chang'an to Feng Chang'an, and said indifferently: "Let out the things inside, and I will take them away."

The female ghost was sealed inside the leaf, Feng Changan took the leaf neatly, broke the seal immediately, and released the female ghost.

"Can you let me go now?"

As soon as the female ghost came out, she wanted to turn against Feng Chang'an, and she didn't even think about why she was released.

"Xiu'er, do you have a nail under your butt? How dare you play tricks!"

The old man in yellow robe yelled, the female ghost trembled in fright, and the most vicious ghost flinched a few times, as if someone held a knife around her neck, and got into the red embroidered shoes.

Seeing the female ghost get into the red embroidered shoes, the old man in yellow robe, Shi Shiran, put away the red embroidered shoes, turned around and left, not intending to trouble Feng Chang'an at all.

"Senior, wait." Feng Changan was ready to go. He thought that the other party would repent, but he didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward, as if he was weaving a spider's web, waiting for the prey to enter the web.

Feng Changan tentatively asked: "You really don't accept me?"

The old Taoist looked at him strangely: "If you give me something, you can leave. Your life should not be terminated. According to the regulations of the underworld, the old man should not accept you."

"Senior, you have been saying that the two should be collected together, so you didn't mean me?"

The old man in yellow robe smiled and shook his head: "The old man is referring to that Xiu'er, Xiu'er, a girl who had a child before she started her family, was rejected by her husband's family on the wedding day, jumped into the river to commit suicide, and turned into a ghost.

Therefore, the two do not refer to you, but refer to Xiu'er and the one in her stomach. "

The scene in the deep forest at that time flashed through my mind. When playing games, the face of this female ghost named Xiuer kept changing, and turned into Zhang Qingzi's baby face many times.

Feng Chang'an calmly said: "But why can I see senior, but others can't? One by one, that person also saw senior just now, isn't this a sign of impending death?"

The old Taoist in Huangpao has a good temper. When asked him, he replied: "It is indeed a sign of impending death. Just now, that person was a person who deserved to die a year ago, but it was a pity that he was allowed to sneak onto another person last time and escaped.

The old man had no hope of catching him, but he didn't want to, it was a coincidence to meet him again this time.

As for you, your situation is somewhat special. "

Feng Changan frowned, according to the routine, as long as it is special, it will not be a good thing: "What kind of special law, please explain it to the senior."

"Don't ask!" 081 said: "Host, someone is here, hurry up!"

"Don't make noise." Feng Chang'an urgently pressed 081.

The old Taoist in yellow robe said with a smile: "Feng Chang'an, you are a corpse resurrection person, your previous life was empty, is it right?"

Feng Changan stopped breathing suddenly, stared at the old man in yellow robe for a while, and nodded with difficulty.

"You don't have to wonder why the old man knows. The person told you earlier that I am a soul-inducing person. However, he was wrong. The old man is not arresting people to sacrifice to ghosts and gods, but arresting them to the underworld to wash away their sins and reincarnate. .

The soul-inducing person can naturally see the soul, whether you are the master of this body or not, the old man can tell at a glance.

Although you died in your previous life, you have already made a decision to live and die, to share your life with others, and to share your pain.

If the host does not cancel the covenant, as the sub party, you will not be considered dead for a day. Therefore, we will not arrest you unless the host cancels the covenant, or the host dies. "

"Life and death..." Feng Changan froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

No wonder, no wonder!No wonder he felt cold for no reason twice before. It should be that the main party was seriously injured and the fluctuation was on his side.

But when did he decide to live and die? !

With whom?

Could it be that there is a hole in the brain, making a shitty promise to live and die with the master!

The life-and-death wedge is divided into the main side and the sub-side. It is only used when monks become Taoist couples.

This covenant has long been abandoned by many monks in the world of cultivating immortals, because signing this covenant is equivalent to tying your life to the other party. Unless you have absolute trust and intimacy, you will regret it to the core.

Feng Chang'an: "..." After sleeping for 20 years and waking up with an extra Taoist companion, I suspect that the world is playing tricks on me!

"The master is here." The old man in yellow robe looked back, and saw a tall and straight figure walking ten miles away under the gloomy surroundings.

He turned his head and said politely, "It's getting late, the old man will take his leave first, and see you later." He led a group of men in white clothes, and walked into the distance, ringing the bell.

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PS: 8.30 is added, there are still two chapters to be added, ah, life is really hard!

PS: Facts have proved that don't lie on the bedside and watch the news. If you laugh, you will fall off the bed, which hurts me to death.