I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

Master Mozun spoke incomparably domineeringly, but He Yufan listened to him with an indescribable expression on his face.

The two looked at each other, the former seemed to understand his expression, raised his eyebrows and continued to ask in that domineering tone: "Do you have any objection to what the deity said?"

"Of course not." He Yufan shook his head hastily: "I just think it's strange for you, a Demon Lord, to say the words 'dispelling demons and defending Taoism'?"

Master Mozun didn't hesitate at all when he heard the words, he sneered and said: "What I want to do is right, whether it's eliminating demons and defending Dao or destroying the world. As long as I think about it, why is it so strange?"

He Yufan: "..."

This arrogance is really not something ordinary people can communicate with.

Fortunately, although Master Mozun said that he could not be arrogant, he would not be foolish and arrogant.

After only a pause of two seconds, he brought the topic back to the main topic and said: "Speaking of which, when I saw you last time, you didn't know how to exercise. How long has it been? Don't tell me about the magic sword. Did you forge it?"

"Of course not." He Yufan waved his hands in response, and also revealed the identity of the magic sword and the strange process of identifying the master in one breath.

As soon as the words fell, Lord Mozun, who was still as arrogant as "I am the best in the world", finally changed his expression to become serious.

He stroked his chin in silence for a long time, finally raised his eyes, frowned and looked at He Yufan and said, "Take out the sword and let me see it."

He Yufan stretched out his hand to do so without hesitation.

The moment the long sword was drawn out, the room was filled with a strong devilish energy.Amongst the demonic energy, there is also some ghostly energy that cannot be ignored.

It should be two different energies, but there is no sense of disobedience in this sword. Instead, they complement each other, making the accumulation of the two energies much deeper.

Mozun put a barrier around the room when he saw the sword, and when He Yufan put the long sword on the table, the mixed emotions in his eyebrows and eyes became more intense——

Some sword cultivators appreciate a good sword, but most of them are afraid with disgust.

Seeing his expression, He Yufan couldn't help asking, "Is there something wrong with this sword?"

"Aren't you very clear about the problem?" Mozun asked casually, but his expression was still dignified.He paused, then continued: "The sword has too much resentment and murderous intent. Not to mention how many living sacrifices are needed to make such a sword, it is hard to guarantee that the person who owns it will not Those affected by it are murderous."

He Yufan nodded: "I know this, but it has been with me for so long, I feel that I am not affected by him."

"Of course you are not affected."

Hearing the words, the Demon Lord sneered as if listening to some joke: "You said you got it for several months, if it really intends to drive you crazy, don't say you are chatting with me now, I'm afraid It’s a long time ago that I couldn’t even find myself.”

He Yufan's eyes widened in surprise when he heard the words, and it's true that he didn't know how terrifying this sword was.But it has been around for so many days, no matter how much fear it is, it has almost dissipated, and even now, he uses this sword as a loyal amulet.

Another long look at each other.

Mozun stared at He Yufan's pair of phoenix eyes, until the latter was so stared at that he felt hairy and wanted to look away, but suddenly laughed with a "puchi" and said: "You don't have to be so nervous, if it doesn't affect you If it is not, I will not forcefully destroy this sword. Besides, take a step back and say, do you really think that your sword was destroyed by ordinary people?"

He Yufan was taken aback for a moment, and after the worries in his heart dissipated, he finally turned his head around.

What Mozun said seems to be true.

Thinking of this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"But having said that, if you say that you got this sword just by accident, then the person who took the initiative to find it must not have any good intentions."

Mozun said, also stood up, and added: "For the time being, you can do what you want these two days, don't act like you know the other party's purpose. The person behind the scenes is very cautious, or Don't act rashly to startle the snake."

He Yufan nodded: "Then you..."

"I have to go around the city with our idiots. Too many little ghosts will increase the yin energy in the city and will not affect the cultivators, but ordinary mortals will lose their lifespan or even die, so we can't sit idly by. "

As he spoke, he walked towards the door while continuing to smile: "Leave the matter of eliminating demons and defending the Dao to me. When the matter is over, remember to buy me a drink."

"Naturally."

He Yufan responded behind him, and at the same time he opened the door, he also put the long sword back into the Qiankun bag.

At this time, there were only the two of them left in the room, and He Yufan stared at the direction of the door again, then murmured softly, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or to others: "I always Do you think Lord Mozun's personality is much more cheerful than when we first met?"

"Following someone like Feng Muliang, wouldn't it be difficult for him not to be cheerful?" Huan Chengzhi glanced at him, and responded with a light smile.

To say that he actually felt the same way. After all, it wasn't just Mozun, but didn't he become what he is now after meeting He Yufan?

However, he would not say such things directly to others, and it was impossible for He Yufan to be conscious of his carefree temperament.

So the voice fell, and the latter just touched his chin thoughtfully, then nodded in agreement and said: "What you said makes sense, but now they are all out to remove demons, so let's just sit at home and wait like this." The enemy took the initiative to attack?"

"It doesn't have to be."

Huan Chengzhi shook his head and said with a smile: "But since the opponent's army is ghost soldiers, at most we go out during the day to suppress a few people who come out to investigate the situation. Whether it is Feng Muliang or Han Zichuan, they are very good at this kind of thing, we There is no need to go out and add more people.”

He Yufan nodded: "That means we're going out at night?"

"That's right." Huan Chengzhi nodded and said, "Not only do we have to go out, but we also have to go outside the city. Otherwise, if we start attacking each other, we will inevitably hurt ordinary people in the city."

He Yufan quite agrees with this proposal.I just lay on the table and thought for a while, and I couldn't help but tangled up in my mouth: "Then where are we going? It's not good if it's too far away from the city, right?"

"Don't worry about that, there is a place, and it happens to be just outside the city." Huan Chengzhi said: "A few days ago, Nianhun told me that the flower field outside the city was so beautiful at night, taking advantage of the moonlight. Last time we I didn’t appreciate it in the past, so I will take you to appreciate flowers tonight.”

When he said this, He Yufan also remembered the flower field that Nianhun guarded when he first met.

It's just that the relationship between him and Huan Chengzhi hadn't been confirmed at that time, even if it was viewing flowers, he couldn't feel anything else.As for this time...

"I suddenly felt that this behavior was like dating."

Huan Chengzhi chuckled twice and said: "Don't you like to live like an ordinary person? Then you should always do things that ordinary people like to do, such as going out with your lover, right?"

He Yufan nodded: "If the premise of this date is not to go out and be a living target, I think I will be happier."

The two looked at each other and both laughed.

As Huan Chengzhi said, it's still too early.The two chatted a few more words casually, and Huan Chengzhi said: "By the way, you said before that you wanted to tell me the story of Chu Yue, but you haven't found the time these days. Looking at your expression from time to time, I'm afraid you can already confirm that he is the person you wrote about?"

"Almost." He Yufan nodded and said, "At least as far as the setting and his look are concerned, I think I guessed it right."

He said, and with the most familiar gesture of Huan Chengzhi, he reached into the Qiankun bag and touched the rice paper.

I flipped through it a few times, finally picked out a few and put them on the table, and continued: "This story is quite simple, and I just wrote it as a short story, so when I was in that enchantment before I’ve finished writing it, take a look, anyway, I think it looks a lot like it.”

Huan Chengzhi nodded, reached out and took the paper.

Just like what He Yufan said, no matter in terms of the characters or the setting plot, this story does not have the large-scale framework like Human Gu or Extinguishing Demon Sword.

After the whole story, it’s just about a tragedy that keeps being missed——

The protagonist is a fox demon, a fox demon who is proficient in rhythm and has superb skills.

He and his family lived in a fairyland where monsters gathered together. Apart from meditating and practicing every day, he liked to play the flute under the moonlight while there was no one else.

He played the flute very well, but no matter how good the music was after listening to it for so many years, it still couldn't stir up any waves.

It's just that when the clansman used his flute sound as the daily soundtrack, there was only a low-level little monster who was always by the fox's side, listening to his music fascinatedly every day.

But the problem is that the level of the monster is too low, and the cultivation base of the fox demon is not enough.

So the only audience listened to it for a few years with a little instinctive preference. Even if something called "mind" was finally born over time, it still couldn't let the fox demon feel its existence.

Time flies.

The melody of the fox demon became more and more proficient, and the mind of the little monster became more and more sound.

It understood that no matter how long it guarded the fox demon, the other party would not notice its existence.But at the same time, he made up his mind that if he could see each other one day, he must thank the fox demon for his music for so long, and at the same time tell him that his flute sound is the most beautiful sound in the world.

However, what no one expected was that when the little monster finally felt that he was about to transform into form, the entire fox monster clan faced an unavoidable catastrophe.

The originally vibrant fairyland turned into a hell on earth overnight. The acrid smell of fire and thick smoke filled the air along with the stench of blood, as if it was going to swallow this land. willing to disperse.

As a male, the fox demon went out to fight with his clansmen as soon as the enemy invaded, and the little monster followed closely behind him. Watching his bamboo flute, which played beautiful music, become a murderous weapon, he also When the blood-stained flute broke, the fox demon fell to the ground under the gleaming sharp sword.

The fox demon did not die, but because of the severe injuries to his body, he could no longer maintain his human form.

This is the first time that the little monster has seen the prototype of the fox demon. Its fur is pure white like snow, and it shows a dazzling luster in the embellishment of fire and blood.

But obviously, it wasn't the only one who felt that way.

Because the fox demon's cultivation base is too low, it doesn't make sense to dig out the beast pill, but its fur is indeed good material.So after the leader took a look, he asked his subordinates to come over and strip the fur of the fox demon.

The little monster didn't leave the spot. It watched the fox demon being stripped alive in front of him into an indistinct pool of flesh and blood, and clearly recorded every howl the fox demon let out because of the pain.

From that day on, in the immature heart of the little monster, apart from admiration and yearning, he also learned the sadness of heart death and deep hatred.

It didn't know when those people left, and it didn't know how long it had stared at the pile of carrion that was abandoned.

He has no body, and even the most basic burial cannot be done for the fox demon. He can only watch like this, watching the strong wind dry the flesh and blood, and watching the sun dry the corpse into dry bones.

It wasn't until the fox's body was buried in the soil that the little monster continued to practice crazily day and night.

The anger called revenge was on the verge of breaking out in his heart, and when it spread until his whole body burned his wits, the little monster finally transformed into a body that could be seen by the fox demon and even everyone.

The subsequent story was as imagined, the little monster tried all means, and finally met the leader who ordered the skinning.

It's just a monster that has just transformed into a monster. No matter how hard he tries to deal with a group of advanced cultivators, let alone revenge, he can't even hurt the person's deputy.

The last paragraph at the end of the full text is about the little monster staring blankly at the bamboo flute that it made according to the style used by the fox demon before its consciousness disappeared.

The sound of the wind passed by, and the bamboo flute seemed to make a soft sound.

It was exactly the same soft sound as the fox demon played back then.

At this point, this short story is completely over.

Huan Chengzhi lowered his head to read it, frowned again and turned it over twice. Finally, he stacked the rice paper and put it back on the table before he opened his mouth and asked He Yufan in a tangled tone: "This book is the same as your previous one." The writing routine is different."

"Of course it's different." He Yufan spread his hands and said, "I haven't met you when I wrote this, I was trapped in that enchantment and couldn't get out, and the one who was anxious and angry was not happy, so I started writing abusive articles Have you retaliated against society?"

The corner of Huan Chengzhi's mouth twitched: "Then the last sentence you wrote means that the fox demon has also become a sound demon, and in fact has been guarding that little monster all the time?"

"That's hard to say." He Yufan shook his head and said, "It's just an artistic blank, what I want is the effect of stopping abruptly. As for whether the fox demon never left, or just a hallucination before death, it depends. What the reader wants to think."

Huan Chengzhi nodded when he heard the words. From the perspective of a novel, He Yufan's explanation is indeed just right.

It's just that now this matter is not only a novel, but also directly involves Chu Yue, a real person.so……

Huan Chengzhi pursed his lips, and asked again: "Then in your heart, what kind of result is this?"

The corner of He Yufan's mouth twitched: "If it's the former, it must be the latter. Although I think now, it would be better if it was the former."

Huan Chengzhi listened, and while nodding, he reached out and rubbed the top of He Yufan's head twice.

Judging from the previous situation, usually what He Yufan thinks will dictate how the plot will go.But if he insisted on the ending for a year and now changes his words, it's really hard to say what the result will be...

This topic was a bit heavy, and after He Yufan finished speaking, the two of them looked at each other in silence for a long time, and neither of them was able to say anything.

In the end, it was Huan Chengzhi who frowned and considered for a while, then took the initiative to break the silence and said: "You keep this book yourself, don't publish it, and don't show it to Chu Yue. If the fox demon's feelings are as profound as what you wrote, I can't guarantee that he will be able to maintain his rationality when he reads your script."

"I know that." He Yufan nodded, paused, and said with some hesitation: "The reason I wrote here that he was looking for the head of the Changyue Sect was because a disciple of the Changyue Sect who was obsessed with his beauty leaked it. But It is impossible to figure out when this disciple will appear, so shall we..."

"Don't worry."

Huan Chengzhi shook his head and said: "We are in an alliance with him now, as long as he is not stupid, he will always contact us before making a move."

He Yufan thought about it, and it was true.

After all, no matter from which point of view, it is not a bad thing to have an extra helper who is much stronger than oneself.

Thinking of this, He Yufan let go of his mind.

After chatting for a while, the sky finally slowly sank.

With nothing else to do, the two discussed it again, and finally decided to go around the street first, find some food to fill He Yufan's stomach, and wait for the sun to set before going outside the city.

It's a good idea, and it's not too difficult to implement.

After all, after living in Panlin City for so many days, even if Huan Chengzhi couldn't tell which restaurant tastes good and which alley snacks are delicious, He Yufan still knows very well.

The two led the way and followed, and when they walked down the street, the paper bag in Huan Chengzhi's arms was already full of food.

"I think our date has turned into a picnic from this moment on." He Yufan lowered his head and pulled a roasted chicken leg out, put it in his mouth and took a bite, then turned his head to look at the sky that had begun to sink. The sun asked, "Shall we go out of town now?"

"Anytime."

Huan Chengzhi responded dumbfounded.

In fact, in his heart, tonight's date should be the sea of ​​bright moon and flowers, and the warmth and sweetness of a husband and wife.

But look at the lover who has eaten a mouthful of fat around him...

Huan Chengzhi told himself in his heart that if he had nothing to do in the future, it would be better not to think so much.

But having said that, a good date is still quite exciting.

However, this expectation was almost completely dispelled after meeting Duanmuyang and Han Zichuan at the gate of the city.

According to what Duan Muyang said, after a day of hard work, at least [-]% of the little ghosts hiding in the city were eliminated.And the remaining [-]% were probably almost killed by Feng Muliang.

"The eyeliner deployed in the city has such a big problem in one day. If I were behind the scenes, I would simply give up the original goal and wait for a new opportunity. Of course, it is also possible that the battle is over tonight. quick decision."

Duan Muyang said: "Just judging from what you said about the sword cultivator, Brother He, it seems that the other party is very eager to get the sword in your hand. If this is the case, the latter may be more likely."

He Yufan thought about it for a while, and felt that what he said seemed quite reasonable.However, he and Huan Chengzhi had also thought about this kind of situation before, so it is not too much to say that they were surprised.

However, what he never expected was that after Duanmuyang analyzed the situation, he saw no objections from the few people and continued to make a decision: "So if you want to leave the city, I will go out with you. After all, the Wang family and I also have a bit of hatred , This time the enemy is a type I am familiar with, so it is unreasonable to only let you take action."

After he finished speaking, as if he was afraid that He Yufan would refuse, he walked out of the city one step ahead of time.

Seeing this, Han Zichuan hurriedly followed.

The corners of He Yufan and Huan Chengzhi's mouths twitched subtly at the same time, and they looked at each other, both reading the same helplessness from each other's eyes.

At this point, the "date" that was planned before was completely in vain.

But things like dating can be done at any time. Looking at it now, the most important thing is the matter in front of you.

With this in mind, the four found a place to sit in the flower field outside the city. Han Zichuan and He Yufan sat on the ground and ate the pile of things he bought, while Duanmuyang and Huan Chengzhi continued drinking.

In this way, from sunset until late at night, until the moon was almost sinking into the sky, He Yufan finally leaned on Huan Cheng's shoulder, yawned and asked, "Are they not coming today? What time is it? If I don’t come again, I’m going to fall asleep.”

"Brother He, don't be impatient."

Before Huan Chengzhi could speak, Duanmuyang laughed and said, "The lowly kid likes the dark, but now is far from the darkest time."

He Yufan frowned. It's still dark in the middle of the night, so wouldn't it be dark enough in broad daylight?

But before he could ask this question, Huan Chengzhi nodded and replied softly: "If they don't take action at the last moment before dawn, then today will be relieved."

He Yufan thought for a while with his sleepy mind, and then nodded with a vague understanding.

Although it was still summer, the night wind still felt a little cool on his face.

After burying his head in Huan Chengzhi's arms a lot, and muttering "the enemy is here, call me", He Yufan finally couldn't hold on, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

I don't know how long he slept for this sleep, and when he opened his eyes again, he was woken up by an unstoppable chill.

This kind of coldness is different from the coldness of temperature, but after experiencing Duanmuyang and Nie Yin's situation, it can't be said that they are not familiar with each other——

The cold air begins with ghosts.

Almost in an instant, He Yufan woke up completely.

Looking up at Huan Chengzhi, who still kept his previous movements unchanged, and then at Duanmuyang, who still had a calm face, he lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Is this the enemy coming? "

"It's already here." Huan Chengzhi replied, "But there are still some ghost soldiers who can't be put on the stage. Brother Duanmu also summoned his ghost soldiers. From this point of view, we are sure to win tonight." lost."

He Yufan let out a "hmm" when he heard the words, and the translation of these words meant that they had nothing to do tonight.

Looking up in the direction Huan Chengzhi pointed, there were two black clouds in the sky not far away. It was hard to tell what it was based on the color of the sky and the distance, but with the flashing past from time to time, In the cold light, He Yufan felt as if he saw two huge army of evil spirits.

Thinking in his heart, before he could say anything, Huan Chengzhi's smiling voice sounded next to his ear.

He said: "What you see is no different from what you think. Your son has improved your vision, so you should see it."

He Yufan was taken aback when he heard what he said, but he didn't care about the fact that Huan Chengzhi knew him well and guessed exactly what to say.

Only according to what the other party said, and looked carefully at the direction of the sky.In the end, he suddenly discovered that as long as he wanted to, let alone the blurry scene, even the armor on each ghost soldier could be seen clearly.

This was indeed the first time this happened, and even He Yufan himself couldn't help being shocked when he saw it clearly.

As if sensing his emotions, Huan Chengzhi stroked his shoulders twice, and said with a low laugh, "How do you feel?"

"Much more powerful than I imagined." He Yufan responded blankly, paused, and then said to Huan Chengzhi, "Can you also see what I can see clearly?"

"of course not."

Huan Chengzhi laughed: "Our son allowed you to directly break through the rules and have the great ability of the Mahayana period. If I insist on it, I am a few ranks lower than you. How can I see it so carefully?"

He Yufan blinked.

After praising his son's filial piety in his heart, he couldn't help laughing.

After learning that they were going to be fine, He Yufan acted like a child who got a new toy, his phoenix eyes blinked twice, and he couldn't help but start to look left and right.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, after looking at it, He Yufan found that his eyes can not only adjust the focus according to his own wishes, but even if he wants to, he can even go over the city wall to see the scene in the city.

Ordinarily, for a playful person like He Yufan, these eyes would never get tired of playing with him for hours.

However, he only glanced at the city, and his eyes were suddenly locked in one direction, unable to turn around.

Huan Chengzhi looked down, and asked with some doubts: "What are you looking at?"

"There are ghosts in the city, especially our house, which was directly besieged." He Yufan frowned and said, "But brother Mu Liang is carrying it in the city, and brother Mo at home is guarding it. It shouldn't be a problem to survive tonight." .”

As he spoke, the expression on his face showed no sign of softening.

Huan Chengzhi also followed the direction of his gaze and looked into the distance, pursed his lips, but didn't say anything else.

It is said that the night before dawn is the darkest and most difficult. He Yufan didn't believe this before, but tonight, watching the battle of ghost soldiers in the sky and listening to the sound of ghost cries constantly echoing in his ears Well, even a sleep-addicted person like him can be counted as looking forward to the dawn of this day.

Fortunately, no matter how persistent the other person is, the cycle of the sun's ups and downs will not be changed by one person's efforts.

Therefore, it was only a few minutes of incense sticks, and when the sky turned white, the ghost soldiers who fought together also scattered away.

He Yufan got up and stretched, and sat on the ground that night, even if he took a nap in the middle, it still couldn't change the aches and pains all over his body.

Seeing this, Huan Chengzhi got up and immediately picked him up without saying a word.Without giving He Yufan a chance to refuse, he moved his feet, took only a few breaths, and shrank back home.

When the two entered the courtyard, Mo Li had just taken the puppet back.

He raised his eyes and looked at He Yufan. He still didn't seem to understand what was going on. He was stunned for two seconds before he hurriedly said, "Brother He, where are you going? I slept until midnight last night and suddenly felt something was wrong. When I came out, I saw that the house was almost surrounded by a ghost town. I don’t know what’s going on outside. Brother Nianhun told me to go out and have a look, but he hasn’t come back yet. But I have brother Nie at home to help me carry it, so I haven’t come out yet. big deal."

When Feng Muliang came over yesterday, Mo Li happened to be away, and He Yufan thought he could lure the ghost out at night, so he didn't say anything else.

Fortunately, nothing happened now, so he hurriedly told Mo Li about the current situation.

After these words fell, Mo Li was still a little dazed and didn't react.On the contrary, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the voice of the soul resounded and said——

"If this is the case, maybe the other party is not completely sure that the sword is on you. It's just because our house is very dark, and it is the only place in the city where there are practitioners. Besides, Nie Yin is also the same as him back then. My husband died here, so I can't help but think it was us."

He Yufan was taken aback when he heard the sound, and turned his head.

I saw that Nianhun was still dressed in white, and slowly approached from the door: "I went out to see at night, and most of those ghosts were killed by a man in black, but those who were not killed were all door-to-door." I went in and wandered around. I followed one of them, although it wasn’t that I didn’t have Yang Qi, but I was more looking for something. I was wondering at first, but after hearing what you said, brother He, this line can be sorted out. "

After he finished speaking, He Yufan rubbed his chin and frowned.After a long while, he was a bit confused and said: "Then this means that we ran out yesterday for nothing and became a living target all night?"

"Of course not." The person who answered this time was Feng Muliang who did not know when he came over, but judging from the tone of his voice, this person should be Mozun.

As He Yufan thought about it, he raised his eyes and met a pair of bright red pupils.

The other party grinned at him, and continued: "At least you went out last night, and they indeed allocated most of their troops to find you according to what we thought. Otherwise, if you think such a big fan, we will Can these people see it?"

"This brother is right. I found out when I went out last night that most of the ghost soldiers are outside the city, and most of the ghost soldiers in the city are also gathered at our house."

Nian Hun nodded and said: "Even so, there are still fish that slip through the net in the city. Once there is a battle in the city, although the ghost soldier of Brother Duanmu is effective, but such a heavy Yin Qi is not against ordinary people. No harm."

Listening to what he said, He Yufan frowned and fell into silence again.

But before he could say anything, the door was pushed open again, Duanmuyang and the two who had been waiting with them all night finally came back.

"Brother He, your running speed is really fast enough."

Duanmuyang smiled after entering the door.Seeing He Yufan twitching the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, he continued: "I just listened to what you said outside, and what Nian Hun said was the same. When my yin soldiers entered the city, the number of deaths in the city would not be high. Just one or two. But even if they don't enter the city, as long as their leader can come in, there will be something to gain."

As he said that, the eyes of several people around him looked at him with some doubts.

Duan Muyang didn't explain much, he just walked up to He Yufan, touched a small bottle from his arms, and said: "When I came back, I met a slow runner. This guy didn't seem very courageous, so I asked him Maybe we can get some news."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the remaining few people immediately lit up.

But when Duanmuyang released the ghost from the bottle to question him, he found that this guy was really just a little ghost, not to mention the specific information, he couldn't even tell who was manipulating it.

In the end, he hesitated and thought for a long time before finally talking about Chengnan, and there was no further movement.

"Exactly the same as the one I was holding."

Lord Mozun watched the interrogation process for a while, tightened the long sword in his arms, and said a little displeased: "The other party is indeed cautious. When I asked last time, I couldn't tell the name and appearance clearly. The location waited for me to go there, and the building was already empty."

Listening to what he said, He Yufan asked anxiously, "That means we still have nothing to do with him?"

"That's not true." Han Zichuan shook his head and said with a smile: "The other party will always take the initiative to come to us again before their goals are achieved. It's just that Brother He is going to suffer a lot these days, so you should run out of the city more."

The corner of He Yufan's mouth twitched, God knows he went out to blow in the cold wind all night, and now he is completely uninterested in the tryst under the moonlight at night.

Besides, if we can already determine who the enemy is...

"Can't we take the initiative to attack the Wang family directly?"

"If it is possible, do you think I will delay until now?"

This time there was no need for Huan Chengzhi to answer the question, Duanmuyang had already spoken on his own initiative.He said: "You have to know that although my enmity with the Wang family is not as strong as that of the Tianjimen, it is a very good thing for them to die. Strong defensive measures, even if the head of the Wang family is all dead now, relying on the woman and the remaining servants, the terrain and the defensive arrangements are completely enough for us to bear."

He Yufan twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and when he turned his head to look at Huan Cheng, the latter nodded in agreement and said, "It's also for the same reason that I never went to other people's places to find trouble. Otherwise, you would think of so many opportunities Except for the time when Wang Yuzhe went crazy and we intended to fish in troubled waters, why have I never mentioned directly attacking someone's house?"

Speaking of this, He Yufan finally gave up his idea.

It's just that the displeasure of being led by the nose in his heart still hasn't diminished much. He frowned and was about to say something, but Nian Hun, who had been listening for a long time, continued: "Brother He, you don't have to think too much. Live your life as you want. Don't worry, no matter how our mood is, if this war continues, the other party's impatience and anxiety will definitely surpass you and me by a hundred times."

He Yufan nodded.

This is not unreasonable.

So in the next few days, just as the few people agreed, He Yufan continued to go out with Huan Chengzhi and wait outside the city every day.

Han Zichuan stayed in the city to help Feng Muliang drive away the ghosts, while Duanmuyang had no choice but to act as a large light bulb because the moves could not be performed in the city.

Everyone else is business as usual.

It lasted like this for almost a week.

During this period of time, those ghost soldiers came to wander around the city every night, but as time went on, more and more ghost soldiers gathered at He Yufan's side.

Until the night of the sixth day, before the ghost soldiers arrived, Huan Chengzhi opened his mouth and said to He Yufan in a Mou Ding tone: "If the other party dies and does not intend to give up, it will only take two days to show up." gone."

The latter was puzzled: "How to say?"

"Because the number of ghost soldiers is decreasing day by day, although some people on our side are injured, compared with his kind who lose hundreds of soldiers a day, they are basically unscathed." Huan Chengzhi said: "So again If we continue to struggle with us, he will either give up, or he will be a poor commander, and there will be no one who can help at critical moments."

With his explanation, He Yufan also recalled the speed of the solution in the past few days.At the same time of knowing "Oh", he couldn't help asking: "Then do you need me to ask my son to help?"

"unnecessary!"

Huan Chengzhi