I wanted to embrace my master and return home

No wonder that day on the Tianfu Mountain trail, Zhang Sichen accidentally mentioned why the locust tree demon could not feel the yin energy. She is a spirit monster transformed from clay tea pets, how could there be yin energy?

Knowing the direction of his trip, Gu Mou went directly back to Huaiyin County, and found the "Jing's House" according to his memory. The house had not been repaired for a long time, and no one set foot there. Those who manage the yard, because of the extermination of the Zhang family, everyone thinks that Jinglang's soul still lives in this yard.

Gu Mou did not push the crumbling door, but jumped in directly. The house was covered with thick dust, but exuded a vague fragrance. The tea trees in the courtyard are in front of you.

It is the red tip.

The soil used to plant the red tip was filled with a strong smell of blood. After the cover-up was undone, it was like a spring bamboo shoot breaking through the ground, and it went straight into Gu Mou's nose, and the smell was overwhelming.

There was a slight movement outside the door, Gu Mourin was stunned, and used the fastest speed to hide his body and breath, and hid in the back room.

A girl came in, she didn't push the door, but passed through the wall directly, it was Xiangyi.

With a tired face, she held a Qiankun bag in her hand. She twisted the Qiankun bag vigorously, as if she didn't hear the tragic cry from inside the bag, she opened the mouth of the bag a little bit, and hung it over the tea tree.

Black and red blood gradually flowed out from the mouth of the Qiankun bag, mixed with crushed internal organs and bones, and spread evenly in the soil. The black soil seemed to come alive, sucking blood greedily.

What a vicious woman, Gu Mou thought.

The person in the bag was obviously a living person. She crushed his body alive with her hands, and then used it as fertilizer to feed the "demon tree", but her face remained normal, as if what she used to water the tree was not the blood of a living person, but ordinary people. clear water.

It turns out that she goes down the mountain once a month just to "water the trees and fertilize them".

"Is it delicious, master." Xiangyi untied the seal and smiled faintly.

The tea tree seemed to be alive, and moved slightly with the wind a few times, and then, to his surprise, light gray mist slowly emerged from the tea tree, gathered in the sky, and turned into a familiar soul——

"Let me go, little tea."

Floating above, Jing Lang's face was elegant, but pale. He was clearly a complete soul, but without half aura.

"The master is talking nonsense again. He keeps saying the same thing every time. Don't you enjoy eating the good things that Xiaocha brought you?"

As a soul, but unable to control his behavior, he always lives in the seal in a daze, subconsciously eating and absorbing the "nutrients" that are sent regularly. He feels sad for himself. Is he still a person like this?

Those who died because of him, will they suffer after they go to hell, and will they be able to have a good family background in the next life?

Are they also in pain, more painful than him who is imprisoned here at the moment?

"I was forced to stay in the world by you. The underworld has already removed my name. From then on, there is only one way to be wiped out. Isn't it enough to be so miserable?"

"It's because of this that I want to keep you, otherwise you and I will never see each other again, master, can you bear it?" Xiangyi's eyes were filled with tears.

"I stayed, and all I felt was endless pain day and night. This is against the law of heaven. It would be better to go with Brother Zhang cleanly." Jing Lang's tone was calm, with only deep powerlessness. Said countless times.

"Zhang Tingliu has been crushed by me, and his soul was soaked in the Styx River. The fish and monsters at the bottom of the river are very satisfied with his taste. How can Xiaocha make Jinglang as miserable as him?" Xiangyi said with a smile, The eyes are full of tenderness.

This is a sick love, but she doesn't know it at all.

Jing Lang looked at Xiaocha who was completely unfamiliar to him, feeling sad in his heart, slowly disappeared, and returned to the tea tree.

"Xiaocha is for your own good. In order to find this secret technique, Xiaocha almost paid the price of her life. When I work harder, I can get the body named Gu, and we can be together forever from then on."

Get his body?

Gu Mou frowned. He heard that Guidao has a secret technique. Apart from purifying the spirit, some people are born to practice Taoism, and their bodies are psychic. If you say that, he is also one of them.

And the secret technique, to put it bluntly, is to find such a person and kill him, leave the body behind, and apply the secret method, it can be used as a good "container" to introduce another soul, and live from death.

Where did Xiangyi learn about such an evil method?

That time, he clearly saw with his own eyes that the souls of Jing Lang and Zhang Tingliu returned to heaven and earth, why the endings of the two that he learned now are different?

Obviously, someone secretly laid a soul-catching net and took the soul back.

Such a complicated mind, is she really doing it alone?

There were many thoughts in his mind, and he saw Xiangyi saying goodbye to Jinglang as usual, "Master, rest well, Xiaocha will come to see you next month."

Gu Mou walked out slowly, looked at the tea tree for a long time, and took out a spirit lock pouch from his bosom——

Slowly returning to the back mountain, Xiangyi felt that something was wrong. She subconsciously ran towards the locust tree, but found that the blindfold she had set up was gone, and turned around to see Zhang Sichen and Gu Mou standing behind her.

Xiangyi's face froze, and she took a step back: "You..."

"Long time no see, little tea girl." Zhang Sichen said coldly.

"When did you know?" Xiangyi's face turned pale.

"Just now, Jingzhai." Gu Mou cut to the chase, holding up the chain pouch in his hand.

"You!" Xiangyi turned pale with shock, she reached out her hand to snatch it away, but he opened it with a palm, and then set up a barrier to prevent her from escaping.

It's just a tea pet spirit with a slightly higher cultivation base, and it's all about illusion. It's not good at melee combat, but it's easy to deal with.

"You know everything?" Xiangyi stared at the spirit lock bag in his hand, and gritted her teeth.

"Say, how many people died at your hands?"

Xiangyi sneered, and said slowly: "It's just some people, even if they disappear, no one cares about them. Those people are useless in this world, but my Jinglang has been kind all his life, and his life is not as good as these person?"

"You also know that Jinglang has never done any evil in his life, but because of your own selfish desires, he couldn't be reincarnated, and he stayed by your side with neither human nor ghost. Is this what you call...alive?" Gu Mou said.

"This is the only way, I have no other way!" Xiangyi said bitterly, seeing his face getting colder, she panicked immediately, her voice trembling: "I beg you, please return him to me, after that I will give him another Find another way and stop harming others..."

"Have you ever asked if Jing Lang would like to continue to 'live' in this world, and have you ever thought about his pain?" Gu Mou said every word, every word.

Xiangyi didn't have the energy to answer his question, but just stared at the spirit-locking sac, and begged desperately, crying: "Please! Give him to me first, he is still very fragile, stay in the spirit-locking sac It will hurt if it takes too long, you...you can give him back to me first, okay?"

Gu Mou shook his head and stopped talking nonsense to her. Under Xiangyi's wide-eyed surprised eyes, he tightened his right hand holding the spirit-locking sac, and directly smashed the soul inside!

Sure enough, it is very fragile. Things that are forced to stay in this world, things that violate the heavenly relationship, are always difficult to stabilize.

"don't want!!!"

Xiangyi yelled hysterically, like a madman, she rushed up and tried to grab a wisp of soul with both hands, but her hands were full of air.

Jing Lang's soul quickly dissipated and returned to heaven and earth, like the white smoke of tranquilizing incense, leaving nothing behind. In a trance, Gu Mou seemed to hear a very soft voice:

"thanks……"

He looked up at the sky and said lightly, "No thanks."

"You——you killed him! How dare you kill him!" Xiangyi's face was ferocious, she couldn't see the beauty of the past, she was full of monsters, and she burst into tears: "How dare you..."

"My deity asks you, is there someone instigating behind you, and who is it?"

"You killed him... how dare you..."

"Please answer truthfully, I will give you a whole body."

The girl in front of her didn't seem to have heard his words, she was lying on the ground like a madman, her fingers and claws were bulging, and her eyes were full of fearful hatred: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, Gu Mo... can't Good death..."

Gu Mou looked at her coldly, raised his foot and walked towards him, when suddenly someone rushed out and stood in front of Xiangyi: "My lord, what are you going to do?!"

Zhang Sirun tightly guarded the crazy girl behind him, and looked at the two of them: "You... what are you going to do?"

"Sirun, come back to me!" Zhang Sichen didn't expect him to appear from the side at all, he was startled and shouted sharply.

"Zhang Sirun, get out of the way." Gu Mou's eyes were condensed, and he took a step forward.

"Si Run, what are you doing, have you forgotten what my brother said to you? Come back quickly, if you hear me, come back to me!"

Zhang Sichen no longer cared about his usual gentle and elegant image, and was unabashedly flustered, afraid that his younger brother would do something rebellious on the spur of the moment, and only hated himself for not being cruel enough to put him in confinement.

"Brother! Your lord! Are you going to kill her? There must be a misunderstanding in this matter, you can find out before you deal with her, okay..." Seeing him approaching gradually, Zhang Sirun shrank back a bit, and looked at her beggingly .

"Do you know what you're doing now?" Gu Mou frowned and looked at him puzzled.

"My lord, don't kill her, please..." Zhang Sirun's eyes were flushed, his face full of helplessness.

"Zhang Sirun, I will say it one last time, get out of the way."

"Si Run, come here quickly, I'm begging you, my brother has never forced you to do anything since you were a child, right? Just listen to your brother once, okay?" Zhang Sichen's eyes were also red, and he was so anxious He took a step forward and looked at his brother pleadingly.

"Don't...don't come here, brother, I'm sorry, she is my friend, I can't..." Zhang Sirun wept, holding Xiangyi's trembling body, and slowly moved back.

"Si Run, Si Run, what do you mean? Are you leaving my brother? My brother begs you, please come back, my brother can't live without you..."

Zhang Sichen was so anxious that he could speak incoherently, bent down and stretched out his hands towards him, begging his younger brother to rush into his arms as usual.

However, Si Run's appearance made him feel flustered like never before. This was the first time he showed such direct disobedience to himself.