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It is not unfounded for Shi Shen to suspect that Gu Fusheng's mind has been tampered with.

With Gu Fusheng's physique, even if he used the red rope to cover it before, he should be aware of the ghosts. In fact, he is completely ignorant.

Gu Fu shook his head, "I still know something."

He knew from a young age that his eyes were special.

Shi Shen frowned, "It doesn't make sense, if your brain has been tampered with, how could I not see it?"

Seeing his wrinkled face, Gu Fusheng slightly bent his lips, "Don't worry, even if someone moves my head, there is no need to worry if you are here."

Picking up ginseng and raising eyebrows, complacent.

Yes!

With him here, why worry!

Picking up the jade pendant he was wearing, his smiling eyes were full of stars.

The breeze blows.

The bamboo fragrance is intoxicating.

Shi Shen turned dark again, patted the wheelchair, and walked away, "I'll come as soon as I go."

Seeing the young boy disappear out of thin air before his eyes, the aura of Gu Fu's voice still stagnated for a moment before he got used to it.

Qing Ao hid in the deep mountain spiritual vein, drank up the purple bamboo tea.

Purple bamboo tea has a strong aura.

Repairing the dark wounds on his body.

"Yan~"

Except for the suppression of the heart veins in the body, all the hidden wounds in other parts of the body were healed by the spiritual energy. Qing Ao was overjoyed, and when he raised his head, there was a sound of dragon power, and he turned into a dragon and walked happily in the mountains.

The birds and beasts fled when they heard the sound.

Boom!

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed.

Then came the pouring rain.

Qing Ao's dragon claws stopped on the ancient tree, looked at the rolling thunder head-on, the dragon's face was slightly wrinkled, "Nine Heavens Profound Thunder?"

Is there a big demon born?

"Big monster, don't run away."

The sky thunder has struck your eyes, and you are still muttering which big monster was born?

Are you not a demon?

You are not old?

Shi Shen glared at it angrily, staring at Nine Heavens Xuanlei, secretly surprised.When this dragon was released, Heavenly Dao didn't give it a thunderstorm. Is this feeling holding back and planning to kill it directly?

Qing Ao stared, "The one who split the deity?"

In the dark clouds, purple lightning flickered, and thunder clouds rolled, ready to go.

This momentum is not small.

The Thunder Tribulation that he used to form the Nascent Soul was the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, and he was smashed to the point where he survived with only one breath. He knew the power of the Heavenly Thunder too well, this dragon would be crippled even if it didn't die.

Shi Shen frowned, "Just for a while, what did you do?"

Knowing that Xuanlei was the one who hacked it, Qing Ao was very angry, it didn't advance or ascend, what face would it have to hack it?

"This deity only drank bamboo wine."

Shi Shen looked at it, surprised, "Your spiritual power is back?"

Only the heart was sealed.

A small cyan dragon swam freely in its body, like a dragon trapped in the shallows swimming back to the sea.

Shi Shen's face darkened, "Did you release the dragon soul?"

Qing Ao stared at Xuanlei cautiously, and played with the dragon's tail cheerfully, "This venerable dragon soul has come out of the shoal, your son will be more polite to this venerable in the future, and this venerable can still indulge you a little bit, otherwise, this venerable will definitely make you suffer." .”

Shi Shen raised his head and greeted Tianlei, "Chop it, chop it! If you kill it, it's mine. If you don't kill it, it's mine."

Qing Ao released Long Wei, "Son, just Xuanlei, will this deity be afraid?"

Boom!

A purple thunder struck down on its dragon head.

The green dragon was hard to defend against, the dragon's bones clicked twice, and the whole dragon was jailed.

Qing Ao, "!!!"

Shi Shen sneered, "Dragon Dragon, enjoy Tianlei's care for you, and leave."

Qing Ao was dizzy from being hacked, and before he could recover, two or three purple thunders came crashing down.

The whole dragon, "!!!"

**

Whoa!

Thunder and lightning, pouring rain.

The villagers working in the field became drowned. The rain was so fierce that they were caught off guard.

Wang Chunmei also got wet, boiled water to take a bath, and boiled ginger soup to drink.

"This thunder and lightning made people's hearts tremble, and I don't know which thing was struck by the lightning, which made the old man open his eyes."

Shi Shen said casually, "It should be struck by lightning."

There was a lot of noise outside the yard, as if shouting that the house had collapsed.

Wang Chunmei heard that it was Aunt Shishen who was shouting outside, so she hurriedly put on her coir raincoat and went out. Shishen raised her hand and hit a talisman on her body. With the talisman attached, she would not be drenched by the rain, and could protect her in case of accidents. .

"Sixth Aunt Shen'er, what's the matter? What are you talking about?"

Wu Xiuhua howled, "My house collapsed, it was struck by lightning, my little grandson, my little grandson is still in the house."

Wang Chunmei thumped.

Aunt Shen'er's sixth house is the closest to the foot of the mountain, and she lives alone. When it rains heavily, she has to be careful that the house will collapse due to landslides.

"I gonna go see."

Wu Xiuhua has lost her mind, and just wants to call more people to help dig the house and save her little grandson.

Shi Shen and Gu Fusheng also heard what they said, Gu Fusheng looked up at Shi Shen, "Go and see?"

Shi Shen nodded, "I'll go, you stay at home."

Gu Fusheng agreed, he has limited legs and feet, even if he has a wheelchair, it is not convenient for him to go out, not to mention it is still pouring rain.

It hadn't rained for half an hour, and the yard was already filled with water.

He frowned.

It's not raining normally.

When Shican arrived at his sixth aunt's house, many people in the village were digging mud, and it was raining so hard that they couldn't tell who they were.

"Shen'er? What are you doing here? It's raining too much, so hurry home. Xiao Si is a child, so you have to watch him."

When Wang Chunmei spoke, she yelled through her throat.

The rain hit my body, and I felt pain even when I was wearing a coir raincoat.

Shi Shen smiled at her, pointed at the ruined house, "I'll save him."

Wang Chunmei nodded slightly, "Who are you, how about your sixth aunt's little grandson?"

Picking up ginseng nodded.

Wang Chunmei's face turned pale, she didn't care about him anymore, and hurried to help dig the mud.

"Not here."

"I also dug here, but I didn't see the boy."

"It can't be done, the mountain torrent has released, the water is too big, and there is no way to continue digging."

"Liu Liu, think about it, where is Shixiao standing? It's better for us to dig in one place than to dig in separate places."

"That's it."

Shi Laoliu squatted on the ground, the rain hit his face, he couldn't open his eyes, his body was so cold that he didn't feel any pain, but his little grandson hadn't been found yet.

Shouting as hard as possible, "In the main hall, in the main hall..."

This day changed as soon as it was said, and it rained heavily when it was said to be rainy. When he came back from the field, his little grandson was playing in the main hall and got wet. He went to the house to change his clothes. After getting wet, he changed his clothes and went to the kitchen to boil water. Before the water in the pot boiled, his house collapsed.

It was even more sudden than this rain.

When he reacted, the whole house collapsed into ruins, the rainwater smashed the mud walls, and all the yellow muddy water was washed away.

Shi Lao Liu was so stimulated by this scene that his heart stopped beating, and the cold rain hit his face, making him feel cold all over.

It was after his mother-in-law came back that he woke up. His little grandson was buried in it.

"It's the main hall, it's the main hall. Xiaoer played in the main hall..."

"No, the main hall was dug, but no one was found."

"Yes, there must be. I saw him playing in the main hall, playing in the main hall. Xiao'er, please respond, Xiao'er, please respond."

Wu Xiuhua sat paralyzed on the ground, patting her thighs in the heavy rain and howling, "My filial son, my filial son."

The villagers who came to help dig people were shivering with cold. Even if they were blinded by the rain and could not open their eyes due to the pain, they still worked hard to dig mud to save people.

Picking up the ginseng and hooking his fingers, he hooked the little guy who was squatting in the ruins at a loss to his side.

Shi Xiao is three years old, with a tiger head and a tiger head, and a energetic little guy.He raised his head, his round eyeballs were black and white, looking at him.

"Uncle Shishen."

Shi Shen tousled his hair vigorously, "Hmm! Where does the little thing want to go?"

Shixiao pointed at his grandparents and parents, "Look for grandparents and parents, but they ignored me." Shican made his head uncomfortable, so he hid his head away, "Uncle Shican , don't play with my hair."

Shi Shen snorted, "Why are you hiding! I saved you, why don't you charge me some money?"

Shi Xiao raised his head, unable to understand what he said.

Shi Can looked at his face and clicked his tongue, "Little thing, I did a lot of bad things in my previous life, but I will die early in this life."

It's no wonder that a few thunderstorms cost your life.

Shi Xiao looked at him innocently.

Shishen tapped his forehead, "Be honest in this life, do more good deeds and accumulate virtue, and live longer."

He put some merits on the little guy Feng to protect his soul.

At this time, the ghost messenger came slowly.

Ghost messengers are ghosts, but they were also human beings during their lifetime, maintaining their human appearance.The ghost messenger who came this time was the same as the one he called up to send the female ghost away last time.

Shorter than him, but pale.

When the ghost messenger saw the acquaintance, he said hello, "Shishen, I remember correctly, right? You are from Houbei Village? Hey, I haven't heard of a master like you in Houbei Village before?"

Shi Xiao was instinctively afraid of the soul arresting chain in the hands of the ghost messenger, and cleverly hugged Shi Ginseng's thigh and hid it behind him.

Picking up the eyebrows, "Is this the area you are in charge of?"

The ghost officer nodded bitterly, "No! In recent years, there has been turmoil in the east, and the troubles in the Yang world and the ghost world have no peace. Last time I drank with my colleagues, he said that there was an evil cultivator in the Yang world who broke the rules and killed the ghosts. The door was invited up, and a group of wild ghosts trampled the two of them until they were bruised and swollen, and swept the floor in the ghost world. This matter, a big trouble in the ghost world, many ghosts are staring at the ghost door, just to catch the person who invited the ghost door Evil cultivator. Shi Shen, if you meet this evil cultivator, tell me, this is my soul card, you just need to shout "San Dezi" at the soul card, and I will come to you."

Picking up ginseng, "..."

Please hell?

This sounds familiar!

Shi Shen took the soul card of the ghost guard and played with it, "Okay! I'll pay more attention."

Ghost messengers like him, a master who has no temper, is upright and capable, and he is much more pleasing to the eye than the group of old guys who have registered in the underworld.

Ghosts also hate rainy days.

Wet and uncomfortable.

He missed the time to arrest the soul today, mainly because he was frightened by the thunder of the day and did not dare to come up.

It didn't come galloping in the heavy rain until the thunder was over.

The soul to be arrested is hidden behind Shishen, the ghost messenger took out the chain of arresting souls, looked at Shishen, and looked at the soul to be detained, "Is this little boy your family?"

Shi Shen nodded, "How about that?"

The ghost messenger is difficult to deal with, "You also know the rules. The king of Hades wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch? As ghost messengers, we can only act according to the book of life and death."