An actor who cannot become an Internet celebrity is not a good priest

When Lu Yuyang and the others arrived, the bridge had already been sealed.

The traces left by the car accident in the early morning have not been cleaned up. Xiali has been burned to the point where only a scorched and twisted frame is left. The front of the large truck is also blackened. There are a lot of debris from the collision between the two cars scattered around, which is shocking at first glance.

Standing beside him was a man with a crew cut, handsome and profound facial features, dark complexion, straight and slender figure, wearing a neatly pressed black suit, behind him stood a group of ghost servants.

The on-site staff seemed to have completely ignored their existence, passing through their bodies from time to time.

"Eighth Master?" Approaching, Lu Yuyang asked tentatively.

The man nodded and extended his hand to Lu Yuyang.

Lu Yuyang stretched out his hand to shake him, and said, "Isn't Mr. Xie responsible for the affairs of the Yang Realm?"

"He said he was sleepy, and he wanted to go back to sleep." The old-fashioned deep voice was indeed what Lu Yuyang had heard when he called Xie Bi'an before. He replied to Lu Yuyang, but his eyes were on Lu Yuyang's side up.

Liao nodded slightly to him: "Lord Fan."

Heiwuchang and Fan Wujiu nodded lightly, then turned his eyes away.

Under Lu Yuyang's instructions, Chaodu's Dharma field had been set up, so he walked over to check it one by one before turning around and kneeling on the futon.

He put a palm in front of his lips with one hand, and took the juvenile from others with the other hand, closed his eyes, tapped the wooden fish lightly, and began to recite scriptures in his mouth.

Liao's voice was very soft, and his tone was unhurried, and the scriptures were spit out from his slightly opened and closed mouth with the rhythm of the wooden fish beating. My heart calmed down.

The scriptures of superseding quickly elicited the wraiths who died in vain. They slowly crawled out from under the bridge, bit by bit the blood off their bodies, healed their hideous wounds, and slowly walked to the side, kneeling down one by one in pious expressions. On the ground, he followed his tone and closed his eyes to recite scriptures.

Lu Yuyang raised his head and looked at the sky. The clouds were thick and low, dark, and the air was very humid. It seemed that a heavy winter rain was brewing.

A big hole was opened on the bridge not far away, and the cement block that sealed Li Qi's body was pried out. Li Xing looked at the mottled bones that were faintly exposed, and after crying hoarsely, only silent choking remained.

"Lu Chu, this is what you're looking for." Ah Song came over, handed the transparent evidence bag to Lu Yuyang, and whispered.

Lu Yuyang's fingers gently pinched the broken bones half-wrapped in the broken yellow talisman through the thin plastic of the evidence bag. He didn't quite understand why Yu Yufeng deliberately buried Chu Huaiyuan's bones under the bridge. But what is certain is that Li Qi cannot do without the bridge and this bone has a lot to do with it.

By coincidence, Lu Yuyang opened the seal of the evidence bag and put his hand in. The moment his fingertips touched the bone, his vision went dark, and a picture flashed in his mind.

It was a man with his back turned. He seemed to have sensed Lu Yuyang's gaze, and turned around slowly. The unfamiliar facial features vaguely showed signs of Lu Yuyang's familiarity. He smiled wryly half with grievance: "I thought You're really gone..."

This person is... Nan Wenqiu?

The picture stopped abruptly, and Lu Yuyang's vision slowly returned. His face was calm, but there was an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

This strange feeling made Lu Yuyang a little absent-minded, and the next second his vision was clear, the broken yellow talisman in the evidence bag suddenly turned into a ferocious grimace in front of his eyes!

Lu Yuyang was startled, and immediately wanted to withdraw his hand, but Grimace suddenly opened his bloody mouth, and bit his finger fiercely first.

Lu Yuyang frowned in pain, pulled out his fingers and pinched the grimace that was subconsciously trying to run away, with a little force on his five fingers, the grimace screamed and shattered into black smoke at his fingertips, but at the next moment, the black smoke was visible to the naked eye He slid right into the wound where his fingertip was bitten!

Before Lu Yuyang had time to scold Yu Yufeng, he felt a strong suffocation in his chest, and he knelt down on the ground, clutching his chest and frowning.

Ah Song and Jian Xiao who were beside him were taken aback by him, Jian Xiao hurriedly squatted down and asked eagerly: "Lu Chu! What's wrong with you?"

Ah Song saw him clenched his fists so hard to breathe, and hurriedly called the ambulance.

The lack of oxygen in the brain quickly made Lu Yuyang's consciousness blurred, and his pupils also slackened. It didn't take long for him to fall weakly in Jian Xiao's outstretched arms.

The chanting not far away seems to have noticed the panic here. The wooden fish's knocking sound stopped for a second, and then changed the rhythm, and the force was stronger. The sound of the knocking was thick and long. The scriptures read also changed their tone, and they reached Lu Yuyang's ears very clearly.

The anxious shouts of Jian Xiao and Ah Song gradually moved away amidst the sound of wooden fish and chanting scriptures, Lu Yuyang seemed to have stumbled into a dark and quiet lake, the gentle water waves swayed by his ears, Lu Yuyang wrinkled His brows loosened little by little, he closed his eyes, and slowly sank in the lake water...

Lu Yuyang's consciousness suddenly came back amidst the sound of "crashing" water, he coughed out a mouthful of water, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Grandson, you are awake."

Lu Yuyang sat up with his elbows propped up, coughed twice, wiped the dripping hair behind his head, turned his eyes around, and fell on the boatman wearing a straw hat in front of him, pondering for a while Afterwards, he smiled softly: "You are my wife's grandfather Lu Huaiyang?"

The boatman raised his hand and pushed the straw hat back around his neck, revealing an imposing face of a middle-aged man. He nodded, tapped the bong in his hand on the side of the boat, put it to his mouth, took a breath, and said slowly: " Grandson, do you know where this is?"

For some reason, looking into Lu Huaiyang's eyes, Lu Yuyang always felt that he was pretending to be deep and taking advantage of his verbal advantage. How can there be a grandfather who has a "grandson" every time?Don't they all call their names?

However, he thought so in his heart, and his real grandson, Lu Yuyang, couldn't show it on his face.

He looked around again, he was sitting with Lu Huaiyang on a small wooden boat, the wooden boat was floating in the middle of a yellow-brown river, the river was not wide, and the banks on both sides could be seen, recalling what Chu Huaiyuan told Passing him, Lu Huaiyang is nesting in the underworld, and the only river in the underworld that Lu Yuyang can think of is naturally only one.

"Yellow Spring."

Lu Huaiyang exhaled a puff of smoke from his nose, and said in a neutral tone, "I know this is Huang Quan, you seem quite calm."

"Knowing that I'm in Huangquan, aren't you quite calm?" Lu Yuyang raised his eyebrows and said.

Lu Huaiyang stopped smoking, and then laughed lowly: "What? I think you should cut off the incense of the Lu family and pinch you?"

Lu Yuyang smiled at him noncommittally.

Lu Huaiyang hummed softly through his nose, and said: "Xie Bi'an told me about the flirtation between you and that kid from the Xu family. If you really care about incense, I would have gone up and pinched you."

Lu Yuyang leaned back against the edge of the boat without making a sound. Anyway, he didn't feel that he was dead. As for Yu Yufeng's little trick, he was careless for a while, but with Chu Huaiyuan around, his life would have been lost no matter what. .

Seeing him silent for a long time, Lu Huaiyang couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "You don't want to go back?"

Lu Yuyang glanced at him lazily, and said, "Whether you want to go or not depends on the people above. It's useless for me to think about it."

"Above?" Lu Huaiyang was amused by his unrestrained attitude, "Who is above you? Who has the ability to save you?"

Hearing Lu Huaiyang's words, the first thing that flashed before Lu Yuyang's eyes was Xu Qingchu in a red Taoist robe, but the two of them just got into an awkward dispute over this matter yesterday. Sighing, he said meaningfully: "Eminent monk, an eminent monk who has attained the Tao."

Before he fell into a coma, Lu Yuyang could hear Lie's sutra chanting clearly. If he guessed correctly, at the critical moment, Lie gave him such a glimmer of life. Come out, he might really be forced to suffocate himself to death by the illusion created by Yu Yufeng.As for why it fell into the underworld, it is not known.

"Oh, it sounds pretty reliable, your eminent monk Guigeng?"

"twenty."

Lu Huaiyang choked on the cigarette and his throat hurt: "...Your mind is really full of innocence and joy."

"Great monk, high monk, the high one is Taoism and practice, not age. Your reaction is just prejudice." Lu Yuyang said his words righteously, with a serious look, which means "you think so is superficial".

Lu Huaiyang was choked by him again, and he coughed twice to change the topic: "How is Chu Huaiyuan doing recently? It's been a long time, why haven't you seen him come out?"

"Bo Memory Kill came a few days ago, and he was autistic." Lu Yuyang said, sighing softly, "Why don't you try and ask him to see if he agrees?"

This clearly shows the way of the King of the Golden Horn and the King of the Silver Horn. Lu Huaiyang felt that he had been scooped up by Lu Yuyang, and he stretched out his legs and kicked him lightly: "Whoever calls you whoever likes, take the oars, turn the boat!" paddle to shore."

Lu Yuyang was obedient, and smiled, grabbed the paddle and paddled in the direction Lu Huaiyang pointed.

The boat slowly approached the shore, Lu Huaiyang sat on the bow and smoked a cigarette, Lu Yuyang looked at his preoccupied back, and couldn't help but wonder what it would be like for him to meet his younger generation when he was ferrying in Huangquan for hundreds of years such a mood.

Lu Yuyang had just had such a conjecture in his mind, and before he had time to change his mind, Lu Huaiyang suddenly said, as if he had eyes behind his back and could see through him: "Your grandpas came here after they died, none of them Recognize me, including my son."

"why?"

"I don't stay at home all year round, and he hasn't seen me a few times. I died outside in the end, and the body was rotten when I was sent back. I didn't show my face even after entrusting my dream with a job. I don't think it's normal." Lu Huaiyang said this in a flat tone, but Lu Yuyang could hear the sadness and self-blame in his heart as a father.

"Aren't you talking to them?"

Lu Huaiyang sighed: "What is there to say? It was my own private thoughts that dragged them into the water. Most of them died young. As an ancestor, how can I have the face to recognize it?"

Lu Yuyang: "..."

Just now someone yelled "grandson" very happily, why didn't you feel ashamed when I didn't see you?

But thinking back to the moment when he first took over the job, Lu Yuyang was also dissatisfied in his heart. No one wants to spend a good life on finding a needle in a haystack, so Lu Huaiyang sighed deservedly.

Lu Huaiyang sighed in one breath, and neither of them spoke again.

Seeing that the boat was about to dock, Lu Yuyang suddenly remembered that Gu Yancheng had come, because A Yuan hadn't come to ask Chu Huaiyuan in detail before, and now the atmosphere was very sad, and it was just time to relax.

Lu Yuyang slowed down his paddling, and asked, "I heard from Chu Huaiyuan that you and Gu Yancheng have a relationship with Marshal Gu. I'm curious, aren't you from the same era?"

Mentioning Gu Yancheng, Lu Huaiyang turned around with surprise in his eyes, "You guys met?"

Lu Yuyang nodded.

"Hey, did he quarrel with Chu Huaiyuan?" As he said that, a smile appeared on Lu Huaiyang's face.

"It can't be called arguing, it's just that they choked on each other." Lu Yuyang said with a smile.

Lu Huaiyang rested his chin with one hand, turned the bong in his hand, and looked away.

"When Gu Yancheng just died, he was very arrogant. In addition, he still had some soldiers who followed him loyally and remained unswerving until his death. Even the ghost messengers sent by the underworld couldn't do anything about him. There was a lot of trouble at that time. I went to persuade him, I asked him to go to Chu Huaiyuan, thinking of fighting to convince him, but I didn't expect the two of them to talk without moving their hands."

Speaking of this, Lu Huaiyang couldn't help laughing out loud: "Gu Yancheng refuses to be reincarnated, and the King of Hades has nothing to do with him. Thinking that he is not some kind of evil spirit, we just make three chapters, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, he can be reincarnated whenever he likes. "

Lu Yuyang couldn't help laughing as he listened.

After laughing, I felt emotional. Gu Dashuai, who was so unruly in life and death, fell down willingly in front of Su Ran. The power of love is really not covered.

After a few words, the boat reached the shore, Lu Huaiyang squinted his eyes and looked at the mist ahead, he didn't know what he saw, pointed to a place on the shore, and said: "People should be coming soon, get off the boat, and wait here. "

Just as Lu Yuyang was about to ask "Who is coming soon", he saw a blurry figure appearing in the mist. The figure zoomed in rapidly, and the next moment it broke through the mist and appeared in front of the two of them. It was Xie Bi'an!