Bai Wuchang doesn't love anyone

When the little ghost yelled, the expressions on the faces of the four ghosts were brilliant.

Ye Jun and Sheng Heng tried their best not to smile, Wu Ziyu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, Luo Yuhuan looked back and forth between Wu Ziyu and the kid, looking like he was about to smile or not.

Wu Ziyu's hair hangs down at his waist, and a white ribbon is casually tied at the top third of the hair tail. From the back, it looks like the hairstyle some women would do. Coupled with Wu Ziyu's beautiful and feminine face, It also makes sense for the kid to identify him as a woman.

Luo Yuhuan suddenly realized: "It turns out that I have misidentified brother Ziyu's gender all along."

The little ghost struggled to hug Wu Ziyu, but Wu Ziyu stared for a while and turned away.

"Mother!!" Seeing that Wu Ziyu was ignoring him, the little ghost raised his voice with a trace of grievance.

Damn it!

The little ghost's cries were mixed with the laughter of the other three ghosts, and the two voices mixed together like adding fuel to a raging fire.Wu Ziyu, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned around, snatched the child from Luo Yuhuan's hand, raised his hand and slapped the kid's pi twice.

"Crack, crack." Very crisp.

The world is quiet.

Wu Ziyu regained his composure, put the little ghost back into Luo Yuhuan's arms, pointed at Luo Yuhuan and hummed, "I'm not your mother, he is."

Luo Yuhuan's eyes widened slightly, never expecting Wu Ziyu to fight back so naively.He immediately looked at the little ghost and said, "I can only be your father."

Although the kid looked five or six years old, he was very smart.He silently glanced at Wu Ziyu and Luo Yuhuan, and immediately leaned against Luo Yuhuan's arms, looking at Wu Ziyu with resentful eyes from time to time, as if he still remembered the two slaps Wu Ziyu slapped him just now.

"You guys go first." Wu Ziyu suddenly remembered that the tree that bound the little ghost hadn't been cut down, and his bones hadn't been found yet. If he continued walking like this, he would be out of the range of activities of the earth-bound spirit.

Wu Ziyu walked quickly as a ghost, but returned to the big tree in just a few steps.When he observed the big tree just now, he felt that the tree was a bit unusual.Covering the trunk with his hands and injecting mana, he vaguely sensed a ghostly aura in the center of the trunk.

He pulled out the soul lock chain, and cut lightly at the place where he gestured a few times before, and the big tree fell down—as Wu Ziyu expected, there was a fist-sized hole in the center of the trunk, and a blood-colored finger bone was placed inside. .After Wu Ziyu took it out, the trunk quickly rotted and spread around the hollow center, and finally disappeared completely.

Wu Ziyu took a closer look at the bones.

This bloody bone is the middle finger of the right hand. Judging from the length, the owner is only a five or six-year-old child, about the same age as the kid just now.He put the bones into his sleeves, raised his feet and rushed towards the direction where Luo Yuhuan and the others left.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yuhuan and his party did not leave at all, they were still waiting in place.

"You call me daddy, and I'll take you back to the underworld to live with me, how about it?" The little ghost was hugged by Sheng Heng at some point, and Luo Yuhuan was teasing him.From Wu Ziyu's angle, he could clearly see that the streamer on Luo Yuhuan's black robe was being firmly held by the little ghost.

"I want a mother." The little ghost's voice was soft and waxy, without the slightest bit of evil spirit.

"Your mother lives with me, how about it? Call me or not? If not, I will let your mother give birth to another child, and then throw you away!" Luo Yuhuan acted fiercely.

The kid immediately hugged the dog's leg: "Father!"

"Hey! Good son!" Luo Yuhuan smiled brightly.It's easy to coax a child if he doesn't recognize his birth.

"I said Qi Ye, you are too hasty to recognize your son, right? You don't know his name yet." Ye Jun laughed beside him.

Luo Yuhuan touched his head: "Yes, what's your name, son? How many years has it been since you became a ghost?"

"My name is Tao Yuan, and I have been a ghost for 50 years." Tao Yuan replied obediently.

Hearing this, Ye Jun and Sheng Heng laughed again: "Are you embarrassed? Seventh Master?" They all knew that Luo Yuhuan had become a ghost in less than a year, and Tao Yuan's ghost age was already fifty.This is no way to recognize a son, it is not an exaggeration to recognize a father!

Seeing through what the two ghosts were thinking at a glance, Luo Yuhuan rubbed her chin in embarrassment.Hell, the son is older than the father.But he was confident: "I was older than Tao Yuan before me, what's the embarrassment?! According to you, Wu Ziyu belongs to the ancestors!"

The ancestral Wu Ziyu had to cough to show his existence.

"Tao Yuan! Your mother is back!" Luo Yu said happily.

Shameless, rubbing my seniority, taking advantage of me.Wu Ziyu glared at Luo Yuhuan, who was smiling happily, and stepped forward to take out the bone in his sleeve.He thought for a second, pulled a hair from Luo Yuhuan's head, and cast a spell through the bloody bones.The blood bone turned into a pendant, which was hung squarely around Tao Yuan's neck.

"Ah!" Luo Yuhuan was caught off guard, "Why are you pulling my hair!"

"As a father, what's wrong with giving your son a thread to hang the baby?" Wu Ziyu was indifferent.

"This blood bone..." Sheng Heng never looked away since Wu Ziyu took out the blood bone.He likes to study some qimen techniques, and this blood bone is very similar to a sacrifice technique he has seen before.

"What's wrong?" Ye Jun asked.

"It was a sacrifice..." Sheng Heng recalled, "Tao Yuan died because of the sacrifice."

Wu Ziyu's nod also confirmed Sheng Heng's conjecture.

"What?!" Luo Yuhuan shouted.

The cause of the plague was either issued by the plague god or spread by the plague ghost.The epidemic spreads rapidly. If it is not treated and controlled effectively, there will be dead bodies everywhere.Superstitious people want to sacrifice to the God of Plague to protect them from being infected by the plague.The god of plague, who is respected and kept at a distance on weekdays, will only be remembered by people when the epidemic is rampant.

The way of offering sacrifices in each place is good or bad. The good ones bathe and burn incense and pray with all their heart;And Tao Yuan was sacrificed in the blood sacrifice.

Select the youngest child, cut off the right middle finger, take the bone and put it in a container, then slowly let the blood soak the broken finger bone.Blood is exhausted and people die, but blood and bones are formed.Seal the blood and bones in the old tree trunk, and use Taoist magic to bind the young son's wraith to the tree.Use the power of resentful spirits to keep a circle of peace.

However, in the eyes of connoisseurs, this sacrificial technique is something that cannot be put on the table.It is mostly used in backward villages and towns by those with evil intentions, the purpose is to be a wraith that can be driven by them.Therefore, this technique is often attacked by people who practice Taoism in the world.

After understanding the process of this sorcery, Luo Yuhuan felt cold all over her body.

"Then according to what you said, why wasn't Tao Yuan driven by a resentful spirit?" Luo Yuhuan asked Sheng Heng.

Sheng Heng bowed his head and pondered for a moment, but he couldn't understand: "I don't know about it, maybe Tao Yuan has something special."

"Tao Yuan, father will treat you well in the future!" Luo Yuhuan hugged Tao Yuan tightly.Tao Yuan giggled, and with the other hand, he grabbed the tape on Wu Ziyu's robe. The black tape and the white tape in his hand were knotted without anyone noticing.

The five ghosts were speechless for a moment, and walked towards Liuli Temple.Liuli Temple is an abandoned temple, which was temporarily used to house the infected after the outbreak of the plague.At the same time, it is also a place where there are many dead and many wandering spirits.

The closer you get to Liuli Temple, the more tension and depression you will see, and death and illness freeze in the air.There are sick people lying on the ground, and doctors shuttle among the sick, panic but orderly.

Coughs tearing the throat, cries of parting from life and death.Every sound stepped on Luo Yuhuan's pain point.

"Ziyu, you said just now... that the plague was caused by the God of Plague?" His voice was hoarse.

Wu Ziyu glanced at him: "This time."

"Where can I ask the God of Plague?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Please, let him stop!" At least not to spread any further.

Wu Ziyu who heard the answer really couldn't think of why Luo Yuhuan could be so innocent, no, it was stupid.

"You can't stop the plague, and neither can the God of Plague."

The God of Plague was only ordered to randomly drop the seeds of the plague in the world.It's like taking a handful of wheat seeds and throwing them on the ground at will, regardless of the wind and sun, letting it fend for itself.If it matures, there will be disease; if it fails, there will be no disease.Everything is a chance, even the God of Plague cannot intervene.

"How can there be no cure for the plague he spread?! If the plague continues to spread and everyone dies, wouldn't he have committed a serious crime?!" Luo Yu said excitedly.

"Any plague has a cycle." Wu Ziyu frowned, "Luo Yuhuan, stop making trouble for no reason."

Seeing that Wu Ziyu was indifferent, Luo Yuhuan became more and more disappointed. He turned his face away and stopped looking at Wu Ziyu.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a moment.

In fact, Wu Ziyu can understand why Luo Yuhuan is jumping like this, because he has the same old-fashioned heart as Fanyin.Maybe Wu Ziyu had Fanyin around him as a lesson, so Wu Ziyu didn't really want Luo Yuhuan to hurt himself again because of loyalty.

He considered and said, "If this plague is transmitted by the plague ghost, we can stop it. But this plague is the responsibility of the plague god, and it is destiny for these souls to die from the plague. We cannot interfere with the order between heaven and earth."

Wu Ziyu felt that he was already very reasonable, but he didn't know that the four words of fate were like a sledgehammer hitting Luo Yuhuan's nerves, making Luo Yuhuan furious.

"Destiny?! I only believe that everything is man-made!" He yelled and left without looking back.Seeing that the situation was not going well, Ye Jun quickly kicked Sheng Heng to signal him to follow Luo Yuhuan, while he stood beside Wu Ziyu with Tao Yuan in his arms.

Luo Yuhuan's outburst really stunned Wu Ziyu for a while, and he asked Ye Jun, "Did I say something wrong?"

Ye Jun looked up in shock. Wu Ziyu, who had always only cared about responsibility and reason, started to consider other people's feelings. It was like red rain.

"Although I have only served in the Palace of Eternal Life for a short time, I have heard about Qiye's deeds. Qiye has a pure character, loves the weak, and is a kind and righteous person. Eighth Lord, you are right. As a ghost official, you are really not good. You should meddle in things outside of your duties, let alone the order of the world." Ye Jun said, "It's just that Ba Ye became a ghost in just a few months, and it's expected that the friendship in the world will be hard to give up. You shouldn't be angry with him..."

"I'm not angry." Wu Ziyu narrowed his eyes, "I just don't understand why loyalty and friendship are so important."

He has been thinking about this question ever since he met Fanyin, and he still can't answer it until today.

When Sheng Heng found Luo Yuhuan, he was swimming by a pond.

"Fate counts! So everyone deserves it! Who wants their life to be so short? Who wants to live apart from their family members?!" The stone in his hand was thrown with Luo Yuhuan's temper and depression, and jumped on the water.

"You Wu Ziyu is so cold-hearted and cold-hearted, I really misjudged you!"

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