Huang Quan's companion

As soon as he approached Yang Jinshu's private house, he saw a row of ghosts standing outside the door. Yang Jinshu, He Tang, Shi Tianning, and Wan Niang all stretched their necks to look in, chattering.

"Why did the magic stick shut us out?" He Tang was in a hurry, "Didn't it be said that Min Yuejun is a living person and it is best not to enter the yin house?"

"How can Min Yuejun be considered a living person now?" Shi Tianning had already heard them briefly describe what happened in the underworld. He said let him go, but how could he really watch his apprentice die with his stubborn temper? I bet you, he is inside saving people again."

Wanniang retorted: "Min Yuejun is hanging on his last breath, how can he save him?"

Shi Tianning nodded her forehead: "You silly girl, back then you were able to give him an immortal body with a magic stick, but now you hang him for life, not to mention a long life, there is still hope for you to live to the end of old age."

Wan Niang patted his hand away: "But the magic stick is also seriously injured in the underworld, how can I save it?"

"He knows so many spells, there is always a way."

"I can't do that." Yang Jinshu shook his head, very disapproving, "The last time Daoist Qingrong rescued Daoist Min was against the sky. If the same mistakes happen again...I'm afraid neither of them will end well."

He Tang added from the side: "The most important thing is that we just cheated the Wheel-Turning King of the Tenth Temple. If he intends to take revenge, Shengun and Daoist Min will not only be wiped out."

They were muttering here, and Yun Cang had already approached: "Everyone, do you dare to ask if the master is inside?"

"Daoist Yuncang, you are here." Shi Tianning and Wan Niang have had a lot of contact with the disciples of Qinglian Temple during this period, and they are very close to this mature and prudent Taoist priest, so they quickly replied, "The magic stick brought Min Yuejun into the palace. In the house, he refused to let us in, and we don't know what he wants to do."

Yun Cang had already listened to their conversation before, and said gently after hearing the words: "It's okay, let's wait for the result."

Seeing that he was not in a hurry, the ghosts suddenly asked suspiciously, "Are you... not in a hurry?"

Yun Cang said: "The head said that life and death have fate, and karma reincarnation, he has arranged the funeral, we..."

He paused, as if he couldn't bear it, but he still suppressed the compassion on his face, and said softly: "We can already take care of ourselves, and we shouldn't drag him down."

The crowd fell silent.

These years, Min Yuejun has lived too much, reviving the Qinglian Temple and teaching the disciples in his sect, but at a young age next year, he will make a name for himself in the arena for these juniors in the sect.He himself is a person who doesn't care about fame and fortune, and has no hope for anything. He just wants to live an ordinary life on Qinglian Guanshan, but for these little guys, he has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and he has survived year after year until now. up.

Yun Cang and Tian Feng knew him in their early years, and they saw clearly how Min Yuejun lived these years, and I'm afraid they also knew it in their hearts, which was a kind of relief for the head of the sect.

He Tang has always been worried, loves to worry about others, and can't help but think a little too much.

A person like Min Yuejun who obviously has a mental disorder has lived a miserable life, but he has a cold and stubborn temper. He stubbornly promised Min Yuejun that he would die early and be reborn early, but after bringing people back from the underworld, he hurriedly drove them out without knowing what he was doing.

He Tang wanted to meddle in his own business, he saw that Zhuan Lun Wang admired both master and apprentice very much, if he was willing to ask privately, maybe the two of them could have a part-time job in the underworld.But he didn't dare to let Yang Jinshu know about these small thoughts. Yang Jinshu was too upright, and He Tang had some bad social habits on him, so he didn't dare to bother him. He thought about finding an excuse to go to the underworld again, but he didn't have enough mana , It's a bit reckless to run into the underworld alone.

Under the dilemma, He Tang's expression became a little tangled.

"What? Are you worried about Daoist Min?" Yang Jinshu held his hand and comforted him, "Since he can come back alive, he won't die immediately."

Ever since he got to know He Tang, he has become less prone to the problem of babbling words. He used to know how to be more tactful, but now he can say the word "dead" straightforwardly without even frowning.

He Tang inexplicably wanted to laugh, but felt that it shouldn't be. This was caused by himself, and it was not a good habit.He held Yang Jinshu's hand, but he felt very uneasy: "I'm always afraid that something will happen again."

Yang Jinshu patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry."

They waited outside the house, and Yun Cang also waited silently with him.

The interval of waiting was a little boring. One person and four ghosts sat down and chatted, chatting about trifles endlessly.

When He Tang learned that Xiao Wu was still alive, he was so happy that he flew around the house twice. Ever since she found out that Lao Fang was rescued, Wan Niang also returned to her usual appearance. She and Shi Tianning got along day and night, and their relationship deepened, not as bad as before. Heart, occasionally punching Shi Tianning angrily, the shyness in the corners of his eyes and brows is very conspicuous.

He Tang was also sincerely grateful to see the pair of enemies finally achieve a positive result.After his death, the closest people are here. He actually hopes that everyone can be happy. He probably has no hope of life and has too many regrets to make up for.

When Yang Jinshu asked about Min Yuejun's account of the funeral, Yun Cang said it bluntly, without hiding anything.

Min Yuejun has entrusted Yun Cang to take over the head of Qinglian Temple, entrusting him to take care of Ruyi and his wife, protect the disciples in the sect, carry forward Qinglian Temple, and not insult the master.These words are simple, but they are a heavy burden.Min Yuejun has been holding on for many years, and it is the end of his strength. Yun Cang can't bear to see him working hard, so although he is reluctant to give up, he silently agrees.He just wanted to accept Zhu Xiaowu into Qinglian temple. He didn't know whether he should decide on his own, and wanted to ask the master.

All the disciples in Qinglian Guan didn't know that Min Yuejun had decided to die, and they were still obediently waiting for the master to return from a big victory and take charge of the overall situation.

Sometimes Yun Cang can't help but think that Min Yuejun is just a young man under 30 years old, just at the age that has just settled down from a lively and reckless age but still has blood, but he has lived like an old man who is relied on by others.After he vaguely knew what happened in the past, he always wondered if everything would have been different if Qingrong had stayed in Qinglian Temple, or if Min Yuejun was lured into madness by the demons back then, Qingrong would come back with him, the head of the sect Will it be easier.

Nowadays, Qinglian's whole family doesn't like Qing Rong, the seemingly naughty master, but when Min Yuejun faces this half-baked master, his expression is more vivid. Beloved shadow.

They didn't have the chance to meet the flesh and blood, laughing and tearful sect leader, so they vaguely felt that it wouldn't be a bad thing for them to fight to the death, Min Yuejun finally didn't live like a living dead.They are also selfish, wanting to make the leader happy, even if there is bone-strengthening poison hidden in the candy.

They waited outside the door for a long time, and He Tang couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to persuade Yun Cang to find a way to go to the underworld to ask for help, but the magic stick suddenly opened the door and said calmly, "Min Yue is awake."

"Eh?" He Tang was surprised, "What do you mean by waking up?"

The magic stick said impatiently: "Wake up is wake up, what's the point?"

Yang Jinshu asked for He Tang: "Is your life safe?"

The magic stick didn't answer right away, but glanced at the expectant crowd, and said calmly, "I can live for a month."

He Tang, who was still smiling just now, was immediately dumbfounded on the spot.

Yang Jinshu faintly sensed that something was wrong. Min Yuejun almost exhausted his spiritual power in the underworld. Not only was he backlashed by the soul refining technique, but he was dying because of falling into a dream with a mortal body. It stands to reason that even if he returned to the mortal world, he would not die soon. Why did the magic stick Extended his life for a month?

The last time the magic stick fought against the sky, he lost his spiritual power and was unable to fight against the maddened Min Yuejun, so he died tragically.He wanted to ask what price Shengun had paid this time, but seeing Shengun's expression was flat, it must be useless to talk more.He sighed in his heart and could only pretend not to know.

Yun Cang was more surprised than He Tang, he thought that Min Yue Jun would definitely die, but the magic stick suddenly told him that Min Yue Jun could live for a month.

One month... is so short, but for Min Yuejun, I don't know if it is long.

He was in a daze, and for a moment he hoped that the magic stick could prolong Min Yuejun's life and spend the rest of his life with him.

He Tang worried about Min Yuejun for no reason: "Then... what will he do this month?"

Shenzhu pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "When he was young, he always stayed on the mountain. Later, when I wandered around the rivers and lakes, he wandered around, but he was not in the same place. I have been to many places in my early years, and I always thought that one day I would take him around. Since he only has one month to live, I will take him to those places. I think he has worked so hard over the years, and he probably has no interest in traveling in mountains and rivers. When he is about to die, he has nothing to be busy with. Qinglianguan His junior is promising, so he doesn't need to worry about it."

Yun Cang nodded hastily: "Exactly. He is the head of the sect...he has been too tired these years, and his health is not good. He is always busy catching monsters and suppressing ghosts when he is out. Treat him better."

Listening to his voice, Qing Rong choked with sobs, and there was obvious distress in her eyes. She couldn't imagine how those disciples who adored Min Yue Jun would do if they knew that the master had only one month to live.He laughed dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that although he was not a competent master, the apprentices he taught had fulfilled all the duties of a master—preaching, accepting karma, dispelling doubts, not disgraceful to the master, and worthy of the younger generation.

He smiled softly, with a warm smile on his face: "After all, he is the disciple I once held in my hands and loved, how could I treat him badly?"

Everyone remembered the tragic incident that Min Yuejun killed him and fed him to the dogs, and they always felt that the magic stick should not be so calm.

Qing Rong seemed to see what they were thinking, and said: "He is going to die, what else can I do? Could it be possible to drag his body out to feed the dogs after he dies?"

How could he do such a cruel thing? No one here could do it except Min Yuejun, who is in a state of madness.Everyone was silent, not knowing what to say.

Shen stick sighed and said: "Okay, when he wakes up, I will take him away. You..."

His eyes slid across their faces inch by inch, bowing his hands solemnly, with a smile on his face, but there was compassion in his eyes that saw through the world: "Life is short, and spring nights and dreams are long. Qingrong has been taken care of by you for many years, and I am very grateful. "

As soon as He Tang heard this, he felt that he was about to suffer, and subconsciously wanted to interrupt, but the magic stick stopped him, and continued: "I am destined to restrain my relatives and friends, and I am a fool. , and I am even more fortunate to have known you all... probably God sees me as pitiful, and will be merciful to me."

He chuckled, and solemnly said again: "The mountain is high and the water is far away, and the road to Huangquan is long. Everyone, go slowly and take care of yourself."

Min Yuejun leaned against the door and rubbed his forehead, calling him in a daze: "Master?"

Shen stick turned his head, saw that he was awake, approached him with a smile, and asked, "Is he better?"

Min Yuejun was confused, his mind was in a mess, he couldn't remember anything clearly, so he nodded blankly.

The magic stick stretched out his hand and showed him a familiar, cheerful and wanton smile with a hint of seduction: "Master is going to travel far away, do you want to go together?"

Min Yuejun, who is weak and confused, only feels that the wind is passing through the green shade of Wangu Grotto, and the sun is passing through the green forest, reflecting on the clear eyebrows of the god stick, revealing a bit of arrogance and recklessness that belongs to memory , the smile of the magic stick overlapped with that of Qing Rong in the past, Min Yuejun involuntarily put his hand on it, as if fascinated, smiled and said: "Okay."