regardless of frontier

For a long time after that, Mo Changfeng has been wandering around the world like a ghost, as if he was still the carefree creature that might be blown down by a gust of wind at any time.

If he could, he really wanted to be a creature. At that time, he had no body and no heart, at least he wouldn't worry about the mistakes he made day and night like now.

He had wandered in many places, just as he had when he was a living being.

Once, he went to a place where he had been when he was a living being. There, he accidentally found a part of his body that was knocked off when he was a living being. When that part merged into his body, he remembered some memories he had forgotten.

Later, he began to travel through the world, looking for the fragments of his lost life.

It was as if, apart from this incident, his life had found no purpose.

While passing somewhere, he once again found a fragment of a certain life of his.

Memory homing.

It was a sunny and rainy day, and a child about five years old was holding a tattered oil-paper umbrella, and stared at him with wide-open eyes full of surprise. A pair of eyes almost occupied half of the face, and those eyes were frighteningly bright, as if there were stars in the sky.

Seeing him, the child seemed to have discovered some incredible treasure, and was overjoyed. He even gave Mo Changfeng his umbrella and prepared a bunch of branches to protect him from the rain and the sun. He breaks down.

The five-year-old child, after doing those things, just kicked his legs and fell to the ground, so tired that he was out of breath.

At that time, Mo Changfeng's body was still in the form of a void spirit, like smoke and mist. Ordinary people could only see his outline, but could not touch his body.

The child seemed to regard himself as his pet, and after that, the child often visited him.

"Puppy dog, do you want to eat—" As he said that, the child fed a bowl of hot porridge into his mouth, but at that time he had no body, so he couldn't put the porridge into his mouth no matter what.

Finally, the child thought of a trick: pour the porridge directly on his back, maybe thinking that the porridge would flow into his stomach.

The answer is of course not feasible.

"Puppy dog, don't you like eating these? I'm sorry, I don't have any good things at home—" As he spoke, the child pursed his mouth, looking very aggrieved.

Later, the child came to him again: "Little Dog, you must not stop eating. This is the medicine that Daddy often takes. After you drink some, your health may become better."

As he spoke, the child poured a bowl of boiling medicine onto his back.

Later, the child cried because he had been unable to eat.

Later, the child seemed to think about it again: "Puppy dog, my father said that you are a living being, and you won't starve to death if you don't eat. Isn't my father amazing? He used to be a monk, but unfortunately he was killed by a The monster has ruined his body, and now he has to drink those bitter medicines every day, and he doesn't know when he will recover."

As he was talking, the little guy wrinkled his face into a ball, leaned against the branch next to Mo Changfeng, and said with a sad face: "My mother said, my father may be going to a place called the underworld in a while, little boy Qi may have to wait a long time before seeing him again, but Xiao Qi doesn't want Daddy to leave."

"I raised a puppy before, and it also went to the underworld. I miss it very much now. I usually have no one to play with me except for it. There are only mountains and trees here. I can't even see a stranger. I'm so lonely. .”

"But now that I have you, don't you go to the underworld, okay? I will treat you well, um... definitely better than the underworld! So you are not allowed to leave me."

silly boy...

Later, that kid really treated him very well.

Because his body was still empty at that time, the child couldn't take him home, so he walked a long way to see him every day.

That kid talks a lot of nonsense, and he likes to talk to himself. He can't talk, so he can't communicate with him. At that time, all he can do is to change his body shape to make the kid laugh, like a juggler. Every time the child was quite flattered and laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward.

Such days did not last long, and then one day, the child came over crying and said that his father had gone to the underworld, and his mother would not let him go to the underworld to find his father.

Then, how did you leave that child?

Oh, he remembered, it was a gust of wind, a gust of wind.

There was a strong wind that day, but the child came to him for a long time. Then, the wind blew away the "little tree house" that the child built for him, and his body followed the wind uncontrollably.

When he was high in the sky, he saw the child. He was about to break free from the control of several white-clothed monks with tears in his eyes. In front of him was his mother who let go of her hand with tears in her eyes.

It turned out that his mother looked like this, with skinny bones and a sallow complexion, completely different from the little kid who was dressed in rags but was skinny and tender. One look at it made people feel that the whole family gave the best love to her. Little brat, why raise him so white and tender.

The little kid struggled and cried, "My dog! My dog! I'm going to see my dog!"

Later, he saw those monks in white taking the little boy away from the woman.

The little kid is leaving, and so is he.

Goodbye, little boy, you are really good to me, but I am not going to hell, the world is so big, I can’t always be trapped in that narrow world, I am a free spirit, a free demon .

After the memory returned, Mo Changfeng's face was already full of tears.

So, he actually met you earlier in the morning.

Therefore, he saved your life during the demon-killing operation when we first met.

That's why he poured hot porridge on you like a no-brainer at that time, thinking that you were still a body of nothingness.

No, you have to go back to see him, you promised him twice that you would never leave him!You can't blame him twice!

Mo Changfeng stumbled back to the Yun family's fairy gate, but as soon as he got close to the mountain range, he suddenly felt burned inside, and the tearing sensation in his body forced him to kneel on the ground immediately.

Later, a string sound came, and Mo Changfeng's eyes widened suddenly!

No, no, no way.

That time, Mo Changfeng couldn't see Yunzhi, and he left immediately before Qin arrived.

Then, he started a long journey of practice.

He practiced desperately day and night to improve his cultivation, and he began to wander around to make friends with knowledgeable demons, trying to find a way to undo the spell on his body.

Guqin said that Yun Zhiniang's death is about to die. If this is the case, wouldn't he have no relatives in this world?

You must have the power to defeat Guqin, you must return to him, don't leave him alone.

When Mo Changfeng finally unraveled the spell on his body and returned to the fairy gate that he had been dreaming of, ten years had passed in a blink of an eye.