Daoists will flirt with me if they disagree

Zhixin doesn't blame Huang Kuai for not handing over the letter earlier, nor does he hate Brother Huazhen for stumbling him so that he could not go after Guo Sanfeng earlier, let alone Guo Sanfeng leaving without saying goodbye, he just suddenly felt at a loss in his heart, and he didn't know what to do. Is good……

He had never seen Shi Lanting's or Guo Sanfeng's handwriting, but he had an intuition that the letter was indeed left by Guo Sanfeng. The handwriting was strange and not very correct, and there were strange characters he didn't know, but it seemed to be written very seriously. , spare no effort in every stroke.

At the same time, there was also a bag of silver, which Guo Sanfeng exchanged for two talismans from the county magistrate.

Yu Nuan had been in a coma for several days and hadn't shown signs of waking up, so Zhixin had to entrust him to Huang Snapshot to look at, but Huang Kuai squeezed him out a few words and asked for his bag before agreeing.

The cloth bag is a Qiankun bag commonly used by people in the Taoist sect, it can be large or small, and it can be stretched freely. Although it is very useful, it is not considered a treasure, and he doesn't care what Huang Kuailai will use it for.

Concentrating on shrinking, he went back to the closed room of Qingyu Mountain and took out the most precious treasure of the Qingfeng Sect—a lotus seed from the South China Sea. Before he died, his master told him that this thing would only be usable when he was able to ascend the Tao. He held the lotus seed in his mouth and flew straight to the sky. and go.

The Suzaku God closed his eyes and soaked his naked body in the icy cold water. His stretched body was carved out of ice jade, but it was full of scars, but it was white.

Hong Fei knelt aside, combing his hair with a jade comb.

He suddenly opened his eyes, with a self-deprecating smile on his face: "My Suzaku Shrine is really a convenient place for people to come whenever they want."

Zhixin stood quietly in the Suzaku Shrine, he waited for half an hour, the entire Suzaku Shrine was silent, and no one stopped him to send him out, this experience was really easy and strange.

"What are you doing here?" Ling Sanren's voice suddenly came from the empty hall.

"Shi Lanting is gone."

"...You just go and look for it. Are you coming to my shrine because you suspect that the god will arrest him?"

"No, I know the high righteousness of the immortal, and the kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by the spring—"

"Stop talking nonsense!" The Ling Sanren interrupted him with some displeasure, and he couldn't help being angry and embarrassed when he was told about the embarrassment. "Do you know that Shi Lanting's soul is scattered in different places and has other chances?"

"……Yes……"

"Then it's over, and you can look for it wherever it comes from."

Zhixin looked suspicious but did not dare to be disrespectful, and said earnestly: "Please speak clearly."

"So stupid! Let him go if you can't find him."

Zhixin suddenly felt that Ling Sanren's aura had disappeared, and he said again: "Shen Jun stay, I have something else to do?"

Ling San was silent for a moment: "I know, you go."

Zhixin didn't dare to say any more, so he just got out of the temple, but suddenly found a fairy in red outside.

Hong Fei's gaze stayed on him for a moment, without saying a word, with one hand, a wine jug and a jade bottle flew to Zhixin.

Zhixin took those two things in his hands, he recognized the wine jug, it was the one that Ling San people always carried with them in the past.

"There is jade spring water in the pot. I'm afraid it will be less effective in the lower realm. You can supplement it with extremely cold medicine, soak the wound to heal it, and apply the jade ointment in the jade bottle to the wound."

Zhixin saluted Hong Feiyi: "Thank you, female fairy."

Hong Fei nodded slightly at him, and said: "I have one more word here, don't come to Suzaku Shrine again!"

Zhixin cupped his hands and saluted, then flew down to the lower realm. He looked back at the southern sky, and it was the seven constellations that were bleak...

He sent a letter to Chenxin Feiniao, borrowing Bailian's snow lotus petals, and adding them to Yuquan water. Yunuan soaked for three days before waking up. When he learned that his brother was gone, he cried silently at first, and then said something. It made Zhixin care about Guo Sanfeng's whereabouts.

"Before going to Riyue Mountain, I heard my brother and..." Yu Nuan paused, lowering his head, "My brother talked to Lingsan, and he said that he is not Shi Lanting and does not belong here."

He suddenly remembered that Guo Sanfeng once asked him what would happen if his soul was incompletely reincarnated. He didn't believe in Guo Sanfeng's existence, but he thought it was the consciousness of another person born after Shi Lanting's soul lost his memory and wandered in the world for a long time. Thinking about it now, could it be that Shi Lanting's remnant soul was reincarnated?

Now that Guo Sanfeng is not around, everything goes wrong for him. As soon as he entered the underworld, he was chained by a group of little ghosts and dragged to the Tenth Hall of Hades.

The Wheel-Running King glanced at him up and down, turned away from both sides, with a dark face: "Why did the real man break into my underworld?"

Zhixin bowed to the ground, raised his body and bowed his hands again: "Poverty Zhixin, I came here rashly today to ask for something."

"I think the immortal root of a real person is full, but I want to know the life expectancy in this life?"

Zhixin bowed to the ground again: "I have an old man who was reincarnated 20 years ago, and I came here for his whereabouts."

"Oh?" Zhuanlun Wang came down from the hall and walked up to him, "I'm not unreasonable. If it's for a real person, I can accommodate it, but if it's for others, I can't."

Zhixin nodded, and took out something from his sleeve. As soon as this thing appeared, the originally gloomy Yama Palace was suddenly illuminated, and the face of the Wheel-Turning King lit up.

"Pindao really wants to know the whereabouts of this old man, so I ask the King of the Wheel to accommodate him."

The face of Zhuanlun Wang was not illuminated by the lotus seed, but he changed his face, like a white-faced scholar, he took the lotus seed, and his smile was like a spring breeze: "The sincerity of the real person to the old man is so great." It's also rare, I don't know who can be so favored by a real person?"

"Shi Lanting, Qiutang County."

"Oh? It's him!" An elusive expression quickly slipped across the face of the King of Wheels, and then changed his face again, "I know this person, this life should be his tenth life, and he should have died Fly to the Tao."

Zhixin lowered his head and replied in a low voice, "It's him."

The Wheel-Running King pondered for a while, and his face "swish, swish, swish" changed several times like flipping through a book: "His soul flew away before the end of his lifespan, and indeed a ray of soul came to my underworld, so I sent someone to send him back, but That ray of soul somehow disappeared again, I think he has another chance."

"How could it not be seen, where is it?"

"It should be the place of the five turbidities."

"Ah?" Zhixin was stunned for a moment, his thoughts turned quickly, he saluted the Wheel-Turning King, "Thank you!" Then he moved his body and searched for the place of five turbidities.

"Will the soul stay in the place he was attached to before his death? It's a pity that the Shi family in the past was not, and neither is the current Shi family."

It was really a word that awakened the dreamer. Huang Kuai's words suddenly made Guo Sanfeng enlightened. He recalled the feeling of being unable to grasp in the Shi family ancestral hall, so he strung together these things. There was no such thing in the past, but now No, that's where he came from!

When he used the soul splitting technique, he left a small part of his soul in his body. No wonder he saw his grandfather doing tricks with his body before he passed through here. If he didn't have a living soul in his body, he would have died a long time ago. It's settled, grandpa doesn't know how to do it either.

Yes, definitely so!

It was so clear and clear, Guo Sanfeng thought about it and wanted to worship himself in the mirror, he opened his mouth excitedly looking at Zhixin, but suddenly closed his mouth again.

Even if the remaining soul is in the time and space he traveled to, how can he go back?In fact, he has thought about this question a long time ago, thanks to the male god Niutou he met in the underworld. Niutou said two very dialectical and philosophical sayings at that time, "Where did you come from?" and "How did you come here?" "Hui', although these words are profound and stinky and have a perfunctory meaning in them, Guo Sanfeng thinks the reliability is at least 50.00%, but the degree of difficulty in practice is too great.

So, that is to say, Guo Sanfeng knows how to go back, but there is a difference between "knowing" and "going back" by "walking to the moon"...

Furthermore, why was he able to cross over?He was not hit by a car, and he didn't touch the electric switch. The only possibility is that he was attracted by Shi Lanting's soul. What about obsession?Zhixin is an ancient person with a strong root, he can't pass through...

So, that is to say, he has to do it alone...

The protagonist must leave a letter before doing a big thing, letting everyone know that he did it by himself, and being a hero has to leave a name.

So, he drew up a draft, and then followed the traditional characters on the Yufengshu secret book, which was the only book with characters around him. It took a lot of effort to find out each word and then write it on paper...

However, this is just prep/play preparation.

Next, he will wander into the underworld to find the place of the five turbidities. Fortunately, Zhixin took him to the underworld to identify the door, do it again, find the entrance of the underworld, and then pretend to be a ghost to come to the place of the five turbidities.

He took a deep breath of Yin Qi, strengthened his courage, and then walked in.

"Dad, don't be stubborn, Xiaofeng can't be placed at home anymore, I'm afraid if he doesn't bury him..." Guo Yu turned his head and glanced at his son lying in the main room.

Guo Zhanqi stayed up for a week. The old man who was quite energetic suddenly became ten years older. He put his teacup on the table and said, "If I say no, I won't. He is your son. Why don't you expect him to live?" Woolen cloth!"

Guo Yu was almost driven crazy by his old man. His son Guo Sanfeng just went to college for a week, and the school called them to pick him up. The hospital also visited him. He had no heartbeat, no breathing, and no brain waves. up.The old man didn't believe it, so he insisted on playing his tricks. The son has been at home for several days, and today is the first seven.

Guo Yu stood up and walked out, Guo Zhanqi yelled at him: "What are you doing!"

"I'm going to the funeral home!" After finishing speaking, he went out without looking back.

The old man staggered and threw himself in front of Guo Sanfeng, stroking his head: "My dear Xiaofeng, why don't you come back, Grandpa will be fine if you don't come back again!"

Guo Zhanqi set the table, put on his Taoist robe, and took out the ancient book at the bottom of the box. The spell covered Guo Sanfeng's body. He sat down cross-legged and recited the spell.

The sun sets and the moon rises. Guo Yu said that the funeral home will take the person away tomorrow.

The moon is setting, the sun is about to rise again...

Guo Sanfeng sat up abruptly, panting 'hoho', he blinked, and tears rolled down from his eyes.

"Xiaofeng! You can count..." Guo Zhanqi looked at him happily, with tears running down his face.

Guo Sanfeng was stunned for a long time before he opened his mouth and called out, "...Grandpa?"

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