Huai'an Temple

In Huai'an Guan Shen Tuan's dormitory, Xie Jun sat on the couch with a melancholy expression.As usual, she carried a paper umbrella, a moon-white skirt, and a snow-blue cloak on her back.Added a bit of softness, not as harsh and gloomy as Su Su in the underworld.

Xie Jun held a sandalwood medicine box in his hand, about ten inches in size, half new and not old, plain and unpretentious.In the open lid, two groups of gold and silver needle stones are displayed.There are seven or eight large and small jade bottles in the box, and there are more gold and silver round boxes.He must have brought enough medicine for external use.

When he came, he let Tang Bing go back to Guishi Street. The place was full of yin and yang, and Tang Bing would recover faster.If there is a mistake, Tang Bing can only rely on Tang Bing to search for it on the road to return to the soul. His cultivation level will only become more and more tyrannical for a true soul that is hard to see in a thousand years, and it will hinder his handsome face. Who dares to embarrass him .

Xie Jun placed the two bodies on the bed. In fact, the bed was very big and separated by the hemp tent, so there was still a distance between the two.But Xie Jun still looked sad.Seemingly casually touching his wrist, his brows and eyes were clouded, and he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy.

Today is his third day here.The time on the way back to the soul did not match the reality, and after the yin and yang, the alchemy was delayed for a while, so Xie Jun was inevitably a little anxious.If the living soul leaves the body and does not return it within seven days, it will definitely be damaged.Either have little memory, or short mind, and if it is serious, just like Shen Tuan last time, he will not talk or move, and will not wake up.

Xie Jun sighed incredulously, if he was with Requiem, he might not be as good as Shen Tuan when he asked himself.I don't know if I can help the two of them get through this.

A few days passed, and the initial anger towards Fan Hui had long dissipated, leaving only worry and pity.

The Wanchi Golden Candle, according to legend, was created by Yan Jun, the second generation of the underworld. It is neither gold nor stone, but just a burst of golden energy, which can be hidden in the ghost veins of cultivators and immortals.

When it was reported to Xie Jun, why the golden yoke was created and what it was used for, I am afraid that even the longest-lived Meng Po could not tell.

Below Yan Jun, there are four judges and four underworld divisions.It also means half of civil and military.Fan Hui has always only focused on arresting evil spirits, no matter how difficult it is to entangle domineering ghosts, as long as Fan Hui arrives, he will be locked up and detained without missing a single one.Therefore, Yin and Yang are commonly known as the ghost king of impermanence. When ghosts see him, they often don't even have the will to fight, so they obediently hold their hands.

Xie Jun is not as famous as Fan Hui, because he is in charge of inspecting ghosts.There are thousands of evil soldiers and generals in his hands, and the Wanchi Golden Candle is the most severe punishment in Xie Jun's hands.

Xie Jun had a merciful and compassionate temper, and he had never used this golden shackle many times.He personally punished Fan Hui twice.

Under the shroud of golden shackles, twice a day at midnight, the pain of thousands of arrows piercing the heart.The rest of the time, it is like snakes, insects, rats and ants digging into the bones and eating the marrow. It is difficult for ghosts to die again, so they are even more hopeless. They often lose all will within a few days and become veritable walking dead.

Fan Hui took the medicine for the first time, and the owner of the medicine was seriously injured, feeling angry, his injury worsened, and he died of depression.Therefore, Xie Jun locked him up for three years in a fit of anger.If there are relatives and friends who offer incense and paper with him, burn lamps and candles, and atone for some sins, Fan Hui, no matter whether he is alive or dead, only Xie Yun is the only one.

Before he could finish thinking, he suddenly saw Shen Tuan trembling outside the bed, and then on his face and hands, criss-cross wounds quickly appeared, and the left side of the clothes were not long, and they were dyed red.The face is like gold paper, and the breath is like gossamer.

Xie Jun first took Zhang Baifu and pasted it on Shen Tuan's chest to restrain his yang energy.

This white talisman and Fan Hui's black talisman belong to the impermanence ghost way talisman.The black talisman is both offensive and defensive, and it uses yin to measure qi. Fan Hui often uses it, and it is occasionally circulated among the people.Because no one can paint without words and shadows, there is often a price but no market, and it is hard to find a thousand gold.

The white talisman is used to cure people and save souls, and to guard the sun and hang their lives.Xie Jun has always practiced medicine with only human medicinal materials, and never used talismans to mess with his life.Therefore, although it is said among the people that it can bring the dead back to life, it is only a legend, and no one has ever seen it.

Xie Jun observed Shen Tuan for a moment, took the medicine box, and tore apart Shen Tuan's skirt, trouser legs, and shoes and socks.Take golden needles and pierce Chengjiang, Kongzui, Yinxie, Shenmen, Yinbai, and quickly stop bleeding.

But the blood under Shen Tuan's body slowly fainted, and he was slightly stunned.Seeing that the white linen curtain inside the bed was ripped open, Xue Zhu was also covered in blood, with a white paper umbrella and Nanming sword in his hand, turned over and stood up.Seeing that Xie Jun was giving rescue, he hurriedly said: "Young Master Xie, he has a wound on his back!"

Xie Jun was shocked, he hurriedly lifted Shen Tuan carefully with Xue Zhu, and saw three hideous blood holes behind him, blood was dripping down, more and more.Xie Jun took two silver boxes, shattered them with his palm in desperation, and directly used the jade-colored ointment in the box to seal the wound.Stretching out his hand to signal Xue Zhu to hold still, he took the needle and pricked the Pishu on his back again, unwilling to give up.

Shen Tuan unconsciously fell into Xue Zhu's hands, his long brows were tired and his eyes were sluggish, and he was a different person from the tyrannical appearance of holding a sword and holding a talisman just now.

Xue Zhu only felt the apex of his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe well.Fortunately, Xie Jun is really a master of rejuvenation, and he lives up to his reputation.Not long after, Shen Tuan's whole body stopped bleeding, and his breathing became a little more stable.

Xie Jun took off the golden needle, and used it as ointment or powder, or soup or granules, to help Shen Tuan clean up the dirty blood little by little, and set the wound on the bone.

The clavicle of the left shoulder was broken, the left arm was dislocated, the brow bone of the left eye was cracked, and the right ankle was sprained.Fortunately, there were three arrows on the back, two arrows were blocked by the back bone, and one arrow was inserted obliquely outward, and did not penetrate the internal organs.There is basically no integrity in Shen Tuan's body. If Xie Jun was not here, he might be exhausted.

After working for three full hours, Xie Jun managed to clean up Shen Tuan and put him down gently.

Xue Zhu jumped out from the end of the bed, went around to the outside, took out two pills and stuffed them into Shen Tuan's mouth, then pulled the thin quilt to cover him, then turned around and asked: "Mr. Xie, my master... .are you okay?"

Xie Jun shook his head: "It's not a big deal, it's just that you need to take care of it slowly. It will hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days."

Xue Zhu hurriedly bowed his head and said in his mouth: "Sanqing rescued, and the ancestors bless you. It's really hard life. The king of hell will not be impermanent and not accept it!"

Xie Yunwu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of embarrassment.

After Xue Zhu finished speaking, he came to his senses, and hurriedly cupped his hands to Xie Jun again: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm talking nonsense, Mr. Xie, you...don't take offense!"

Xie Jun whispered softly: "It's okay, impermanence is what people call you. You should also wrap your wounds, let me show you the injuries."

Xue Zhu waved his hands, and said: "Don't bother me, my lord, I'm fine! I'll just..." Who knew that before he finished speaking, stares appeared in his eyes, his feet were vain, and he almost fell down.

Xie Jun quickly reached out to support him, let him sit on the couch, and took his pulse carefully.Xu Yu said: "How do you say it's all right? The energy is almost exhausted, almost hurting the Yang God. You should take more time than him."

Xue Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "It's been a long time, I'm a little tired. I can't help seeing him desperately."

Xie Yun's eyes softened, and he nodded.

Xue Zhu took out two elixir and took it by himself, Xie Jun helped him wrap up the big wound on his body, and straightened the wrist bone of his left wrist.

Xue Zhu looked at Shen Tuan who was still awake on the bed, and asked in a low voice: "Young Master Xie, what about him...?"

Xie Yun said nothing, just shook his head to express his ignorance.

Xue Zhu said again: "How many days? You, when are you going to let him out?"

Xie Jun staggered Xue Zhu's gaze, didn't look at him, and said with a little helplessness: "Take Shen Daochang's longevity, and make you so dangerous, if I let him, why bother with others."

Xue Zhu smiled lightly, looked at Shen Tuan and said slowly: "Seeing him hurt like this, I am very angry. But my master never wanted to live forever."

Xie Jun was stunned.

Xue Zhu continued: "He is a kind-hearted man with a frank heart and a sharp mouth and a soft heart. If he hadn't practiced Taoism since he was a child, he would definitely be a mild-tempered person who loves to cry and laugh. I used to think that he wanted to leave Master Qingshu’s way is to burn pills to live forever. But I finally realized that he doesn’t want to live forever, he wants to die all the time.”

Xie Jun also looked at Shen Tuan.

Xue Zhu continued: "Being well versed in yin and yang, he definitely doesn't want to die for no reason, but he lacks interest in life. Tang Zhenjun saved lives when he was young, but he has always been lukewarm about this kindness. He feels that if he dies at the age of 15, he will die. , will definitely be able to save all the masters and uncles. Afterwards, Jiang Mujie, through the magic formation, once there is something unsolvable, I just want to die."

Xie Jun smiled lightly: "I think Daoist Shen, he hasn't thought of these things himself."

Xue Zhu's eyes were dull, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I only blame myself for figuring it out too late. I almost died in front of me a few times, but I only understand now."

Xie Jun teased in a low voice: "With you, I naturally don't want to die."

Xue Zhu's face was a little hot, but he still said firmly: "Yes, with me, why die?"

Coincidentally, there were two clicks of finger clacking on the bed, very soft, but Xue Zhu got up in surprise.Immediately afterwards, Shen Tuan's weak voice was heard, cursing leisurely: "I don't know how to be ashamed..."

Xue Zhu gritted his teeth, pressed back his tears, jumped up, rushed over, looked at Shen Tuan's face carefully, and tremblingly said: "You'd better think about how to raise the left eyebrow bone, if you ruin this eyebrow, I don't want you Already!"

Shen Tuan reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, clasped his fingers on the bed again, Xue Zhu bent down, listened carefully to what he said, and nodded.

Xie Jun stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Master Shen, let me take a look."

Shen Tuan reluctantly nodded, and Xue Zhu returned the gift for him.Sitting by the bed, Xie Jun carefully cut Shen Tuan's pulses.He breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, fate is hard, impermanence... I won't accept it."

After all, he stood up and said goodbye: "Daoist Shen, little Daoist Xue, I will go back to Guishi Street to see Tang Huanran. With the help of that pill, he will probably recover in a few days. I will come back in a month. Hold up the lamp and call Yuanhun Zhenjun Tang Bing."

Xue Zhu said with a smile: "Although I always make this joke, I'm really embarrassed to call him!"

Xie Jun's eyebrows drooped slightly, and he said: "What's the matter, I haven't asked him about whether he knew or not. If he can't tell you, just say I called him, and if he doesn't listen to you when he comes, you lock him in the umbrella .”

Xue Zhu waved his hands again and again: "No, no, how can I lock him up!"

Xie Jun rarely showed a bit of arrogance, and said leisurely: "Of course he can come out, but he dare not." After saying that, he cupped his hands at Shen Tuan, turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

Xue Zhu explained a few words and sent him out.But when he walked to Sanqing Hall, he stopped Xie Jun and said, "Young Master Xie, what you told me before crossing the road of returning to the soul, is it true?"

Xie Yun asked, "You're talking about offering incense."

Xue Zhu said: "Yes, I am willing to chant sutras and offer sacrifices to him, and raise lamps to offer incense." Then he let Xie Jun into the hall, found a small incense burner, and held a pen on a memorial tablet. After hesitating for a while, he handed it to Xie Jun and said: "I I don't even know his birth date, let alone the word me...you should do it."

Xie Yun has mixed feelings, Fan Hui has a lot of titles, such as the impermanent ghost king, who has a share in death, Fan Wujiu, the world is peaceful.But holding the memorial tablet and thinking for a long time, Xie Jun still wrote: Handan Fan's eldest son is taboo.

Xue Zhu took it and looked at it. On the back of the tablet, he wrote his Taoist name, Yu Ion.Then lit five sticks of incense, thought for a while, knelt down and bowed.Then he got up and put the incense into the incense burner.

Xie Jun was surprised: "Little Daoist Xue, you..."

Xue Zhu sighed and said: "When he entered the underworld, he was the same age as me. He was a friend of the same generation. The deceased is the elder. This is the first time I bow to him, and it is not an exaggeration to honor him. Besides... no one has ever bowed before impermanence."

Xie Jun immediately lifted his robe to return the gift for Fan Hui, Xue Zhu hurriedly stopped him, and said: "Just now my master asked me to ask you, although you are a yin commander, can you not bring yin soldiers across the border for no reason?"

Xie Jun nodded: "Of course."

Xue Zhu said with a smile: "So back then, was it really your soldiers who were tabooed by Master Qingshu? I'm afraid, the only thing he fears is the impermanent ghost king who you can summon and go away at once. Bar?"

Xie Jun vaguely guessed what he was going to say, looking forward to it, but also ashamed, very embarrassed: "This, so to speak, it's okay." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, feeling deeply ashamed.

Xue Zhu put on a show and said: "My master has an order saying that although our Huai'an Temple is small, we disdain the kindness of such people. Let me pay it for him, and we will not owe each other! See you in the future..." After speaking, he finally tensed Unable to hold back his face, he smiled and said, "I'll see you in the future, so I can squeeze him even more! Hahaha."

Xie Jun looked at Xue Zhu steadily, and suddenly felt that the tear veins that had been abandoned for thousands of years were quite moved.

Looking back at Fan Hui's memorial tablet, in the curling green smoke, that solemn title slowly turned into a baby name...