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

He Yufan never liked to waste too much time on things that he couldn't figure out clearly, so he only struggled for a moment, and the question about the spiritual root was once again left behind by him.

If he didn't mention it, Huan Chengzhi would naturally be happy to change the subject.

It was still early, so after a moment of silence, the two of them, at He Yufan's suggestion, went to read the novel related to the ghost world together as they said before.

To say that the written part of this novel is actually not much, but fortunately, the outline is more detailed, and you can probably know what happened after reading it once.

The protagonist of the story is an orphan. When he was still a baby, he was taken back to the sect by an elder of a sect in the comprehension world who mainly calculates.The elder is a single man with a high level of cultivation, but he always fails to grasp the essentials in parenting. Fortunately, he has a very good attitude towards the protagonist, so although the protagonist's childhood is a bit bitter, at least he can do whatever he asks.

When the protagonist was six years old, the elder took the protagonist to test his spiritual root and found that he was a rare pure heavenly spiritual root. In the days that followed, the loving father played the role of a strict teacher again.

Just like that for a hundred years.

The protagonist has grown from a child to an adult, and his cultivation base has also become higher and higher with the continuous practice every day. At the same time, the bonus of talent to him has become more and more obvious. There is a tendency to surpass his master.

For this change, his master was very happy.

But the other elders and disciples in the sect have no joy to speak of—

An abandoned child with no status and no status, just because of a little chance, climbed up to a good master, and in less than a hundred years, he can surpass the group of people who have practiced for hundreds or even thousands of years.This is really not something that makes people happy.

Dissatisfaction then breeds envy, and envy turns into resentment.

In the superposition of time step by step, this kind of resentment also accumulated layer by layer.

Until later, when he was conspired by gangsters because of a treasure in a secret environment, and when he was recovering from his injuries, his brothers from the same sect took advantage of his master's absence and took the opportunity to use the sect's survival as an excuse to force him to be the most powerful. Hang up.

The retribution of spying on the secrets, coupled with the incomplete injuries, made the protagonist die not long after.

The rest of the story is the cultivation in the ghost world, and the revenge of returning to the human world when encountering opportunities later.

Huan Chengzhi flipped through it about twice before putting the stack of rice paper back on the table, pointing to the "elder" in the character setting on the outline and asking: "Do you suspect that this person refers to Han Zichuan?"

He Yufan nodded.

The protagonist is the only disciple of the elder.

After the death of the protagonist, the elder also left the sect directly, changed his face and traveled in the world of cultivation as a casual cultivator.

During his travels, he learned various things related to the art of ghosts, and he gradually came into contact with alchemy that he had never learned before.In order to wait for the opportunity that he calculated before to come, he can do something for his poor apprentice.

Huan Chengzhi read the introduction seriously again, then shook his head and denied it: "If you want to say something else, it's possible. As for Han Zichuan's foolishness, can he be compared with this kind of role as a loving father and strict teacher?"

"Who knows." He Yufan responded with spread hands.

This kind of thing is just a guess. If you want to ask, there is actually no way to say anything.After all, judging from the man's reaction when they mentioned this matter to Han Zichuan, he simply didn't want to mention the past.

At the end of this topic, Huan Chengzhi frowned and looked at it again, then folded the stack of rice paper twice, and returned it to He Yufan's hand, while continuing: "The experience of the protagonist seems to be a bit similar to that of Feng Muliang. ?”

"It's not the same." He Yufan shook his head and said, "Brother Mu Liang relied on his own character and hard work to achieve the kind of results. This protagonist relied on talent and chance before his death. Also, compared with Brother Mu Liang, This man is not a good stubble."

Huan Chengzhi frowned when he heard the words, and pursed his thin lips.

He Yufan was right.

Compared with Feng Muliang's reaction of shock and sadness until he died, this protagonist is not likely to be a troublesome character just because he blew up his golden core and blew up half of his master's school before he died. That's it.

However, no matter how good or bad they are, and no matter what their personality is, according to past experience, when they go to the ghost world this time, they must definitely get to know this person.

Huan Chengzhi pressed his forehead with some headaches, and sighed again: "Let's take a step and take a look. It's more important to find the materials first."

He Yufan nodded: "I know that."

No gossip.

As agreed before, at dusk that afternoon, Huan Chengzhi took He Yufan to a place in the northwest of the backyard to stand there.

According to the former, that is, according to Feng Shui, this position has the most Yin Qi, and relatively speaking, it is the easiest to break through the boundary gate.

He Yufan didn't quite understand this kind of mysterious description, but out of trust in Huan Chengzhi, he just followed to that place and stood still, then raised his head and asked, "The thing that breaks the boundary? If it's your blood, don't you have to give me two drops? Otherwise, will you be the only one passing by in a while, and I will be stopped here?"

"Of course not." Huan Chengzhi replied with a smile, but he ignored his previous question. He just raised his hand and rubbed He Yufan's head twice, and assured him by the way: "Just don't worry, even if you fail In the past, I can come back to pick you up again."

He Yufan blinked.

Since the other party promised so, he didn't have any doubts anymore.

It seemed that God didn't want them to wait too long, He Yufan felt that he had just said a few words to Nianhun and others who came to see him off, and the orange red in the distant sky had faded.

When the first cool breeze blew on his face, before He Yufan could open his mouth to remind him, Huan Chengzhi took the first step and pulled the man's arm towards him.

He Yufan was taken aback.

In the next second, something cool and soft was attached to his lips.

This touch is somewhat familiar.

More familiar was the eager, wild sweep that followed.

After being stunned for the first second, He Yufan also understood the current situation by virtue of his deep understanding of various routines——

Anyway, it is the blood that can break the boundary, not only blood, body fluid or sexual fluid should also be used as a medium to take him across.

If this is a small pornographic article about the Eighteen Bans, maybe the way to break the boundary at this time is the last one.

Fortunately, their puppy is a shy child.

He Yufan was dazed thinking about it, and lost his mind for a while in this too lingering kiss.

Huan Chengzhi clasped his hands behind him, and the light in his bright red eyes became brighter and brighter as the kiss continued.

Until the moment when the light was the brightest, a dark cloud suddenly appeared around the two of them.

When the clouds cleared and He Yufan broke free from the confinement and looked around again, he was surprised to find that they had left the small courtyard and came to a place they had never seen before.

According to what was said before, this is the legendary ghost world.

There is not much difference from the imagination, and there is only darkness around——

The black land, the black stones, and even the trees and grass beside the road seemed to have been splashed with a thick layer of thick ink, from the root to the tip, it was all black.

Floating in the sky are dots of faintly fluorescent white spheres, which act as light sources to light up everything around them.

He Yufan looked at the surrounding scene, and then looked at the path ahead.

He didn't know where he was, but he was surrounded by endless wilderness, and there was only this black soil path under his feet, which was winding and leading to nowhere.

Subconsciously reached out and tugged at the hem of Huan Chengzhi's clothes, he asked, "Where are we? Yinyang Road?"

"Who knows." Huan Chengzhi spread his hands: "Although I have died once, this is the first time I have been to this place in the underworld. You wait for a while, I will look at the map given by Han Zichuan, and maybe look for a place... ..."

Before he could finish his words, He Yufan had already taken out the sky mirror from the Qiankun bag one step ahead of him.

Seeing this, Huan Chengzhi paused, and while the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he felt that he seemed to be able to sympathize with the mirror that was reputed to be used only by immortals.

Sure enough, before he finished thinking about it, He Yufan tapped the mirror twice with his fingers, and then asked in a very natural and extravagant tone: "Tianjing, Tianjing, can you tell me, this..."

In the middle of speaking, He Yufan suddenly stopped.

Huan Chengzhi, who was watching on the sidelines, was also puzzled when he saw this, and asked a little puzzled, "What? What's wrong with this mirror?"

"Do not."

There was an indescribable embarrassment in He Yufan's answering voice.He lowered his head and stared at the mirror for a while before looking back at Huan Chengzhidao: "It seems to think it's a bit shameful for me to ask him a question in such a tone. Before I could finish my question just now, it gave me Show the map."

When Huan Chengzhi heard this, the expression on his face suddenly became even more strange.

He didn't want to tell He Yufan at all, but in fact, as a Taoist companion, he was quite embarrassed by his way of asking questions like an opera.

However, He Yufan didn't notice that his expression was wrong. After explaining for a while, he raised his finger and pointed to the front, and continued: "Let's go straight along this road. After walking for more than half an hour, we will be able to We’ve arrived in the City of Death. Tian Jing said that it’s a bit messy there, look at this…”

"We have to get rid of the chaos." Huan Chengzhi said: "There is a kind of material near the city of Wushi, and the place where it grows is quite difficult to find. If we can buy it in the city, it will save us from wasting time by ourselves."