Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"After that, Sovereign Yan became angry and beat you up?"

"This was not his original intention, but the result is indeed the same. I have made up my mind to go, and seeking the Tao cannot stop me. The friendship between fellow practitioners has been destroyed for many years. It is I who cut off my robes and broke up with him."

Xiao Chen drank his tea unhurriedly. In his narration, even the part that mentioned Jiang Chensha was very calm, giving people a sense of crisis that was about to come.

But Yu Fuchen didn't say it outright, he used his spiritual flow to enter Xiao Chen's body, and stopped when he saw that his injury was showing signs of healing, the other party was a little puzzled.

"Why don't you heal me completely?"

"Naturally, I have some scruples. If Master Xiao is alive and kicking again, he must be eager to go to Wanshou Valley to seek peace of mind. I have no excuse to persuade you to stay, so I can only delay your steps with an excuse."

"You..." Xiao Chen hesitated to speak, and shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, you are simply his pro-disciple, you act exactly the same way, very annoying!"

"That's natural, but I'm not all for Xiao Zongshi. It is impossible to say that there is no selfishness, so I grasped the timing just right. Only when Master and I come out of the ghost gate in Fengdu, can Zongshi Xiao set out to do you want to do."

"Tch, it's just insidious and cunning!"

Yu Fuchen smiled and looked at the annoyed Xiao Chen, without explaining.

"Speaking of which, why does Grandmaster Xiao hate my master? It is true that the battle in Tianyu Mountain was caused by master's misfortune, but after all, the death of Valley Master Jiang was not caused by my master. What you should resent should be The ghost who stabbed him in the back."

"Before I find out the identity of the other party, I always have to hate someone to feel at ease, right? He may have been wronged, but he is not innocent."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to be the case.

Yu Fuchen was noncommittal, quietly brushed the man's messy hair on his forehead, and looked at Xiao Chen again as if asking for help.

Needless to say, how could Xiao Chen be so clever that he couldn't guess his intentions, because of the kindness he had just healed, he had no choice but to compromise and mess with him.

"It's true that I don't want to owe favors. He has passed away for many years, even if he rushes to Wanshou Valley to ask Xingshi for his crimes, it won't help. I might as well help you once, not as an example."

The little wild wolf smiled at him, thinking that you said the same thing last time, and you ended up being the same as us?

He was about to inquire about the secret of Yuanshen leaving the body and entering Fengdu, when he saw an old man who had been counting coins for a long time coming towards him, stuffed a handful of change into Yu Fuchen's hand, and slapped two pills on the table.

"The change is not enough, use this to pay for it."

"No, you don't have to..."

Stared at by the sharp eyes of the old man, Yu Fuchen fell silent on the spot, and had no choice but to accept the messy copper coins.

"You guys want to enter Fengdu, this thing is useful, the old man will not give you something bad, keep it."

After saying that, the old man hunched his back and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Yu Fuchen was still at a loss, but Xiao Chen squinted at the old man's leaving back, lifted his chin lightly, and showed a faint smile.

"Grandmaster Xiao, this..."

"He has set up a stall here for several years, and his understanding of Fengdu is no less than that of you and me, so let's put it away."

Seeing him packing up his belongings and chasing after the old man, Yu Fuchen quickly picked up the sleeping Feng Changhuan, and followed behind him with bouncing flesh. Don't shy away.

"In this way, the old man has been here for 60 years, but this wilderness is close to the dead zone, and there are ghosts crying and wolves howling everywhere, but no strangers are seen. Are you not afraid?"

"It's good not to see the stranger... The living is far more terrifying than the dead, and you will almost understand it when you live to the old age."

"Then who is the old man selling tea to here? Is there anyone else who visits this place frequently besides us?"

"What you don't know is that most mortals can't see ghosts. Even if they stand in front of the gate of Fengdu city, they can't see the dark ghosts and ghosts inside. Every July and a half, cold clothes festival, they will always come here to die. relatives burn some paper money."

"According to your words, you are one of the few mortals who can see ghosts?"

The old man turned his head and looked at Xiao Chen with a smile, saying nothing.

Yu Fuchen asked again, "Old man, do your relatives and friends live near here?"

The other party did not answer bluntly, but raised his hand and pointed forward.

After the dense fog cleared, what appeared in front of me was a mass grave with tombstones tilted here and there, and even the coffins were mostly exposed outside the soil layer.

A stench came over his face, Xiao Chen couldn't help holding his nose and retching a few times, he had to stop.

Pointing to the coffins scattered all over the floor, the old man said: "This is my wife, who died of illness 30 years ago, and has been here to accompany me. This is our baby, who died when he was only two years old. This is his second uncle, This is his cousin..."

Looking at the door of the old man's house, there is still a plaque on it, which reads "Longevity Material Shop". I have to say that the old man's white-haired and chicken-skinned appearance matches the thick fog of will-o'-the-wisps around him, which is really scary.

"Old man... Aren't you a tea seller? Why are you here to beat the coffin again?"

"Two things are right, selling tea for living people and coffins for dead people, is there a problem?"

Yu Fuchen shrank his neck and shook his head, not daring to talk anymore, Xiao Chen, who was wearing a veil, asked the old man politely how to enter Fengdu.

"The dead city of Fengdu is the gate of the ghost domain. Most of the people who stay here are the souls of the dead who have not fulfilled their wishes. If a stranger wants to enter, only the soul can get out of the body to mix in it, and he must suppress his own breath, otherwise he will be killed by the ghosts. Stay there forever, don't even think about returning the sun."

The old man patted the cypress coffin, bent his knuckles and knocked, hearing the hollow echo, he knew there was no one inside. He lifted the coffin lid, pointed at the inside and stared at Feng Changhuan behind Yu Fuchen, obviously wanting him to stuff people into the coffin. into the coffin.

"This, isn't it right..."

"Either there is no scum left of the bones that were eaten, and they are directly buried in the soil?"

"I mean...cough! Can you reward me with a coffin for two people, even a thin-skinned coffin..."

Xiao Chen looked Yu Fuchen up and down, "Do you think this is going to hell or going to the bridal chamber?"

Since there was a request, the old man dragged a coffin for two people from the backyard with great effort, and without waiting for Yu Fuchen to thank him, he pushed them down in the coffin, and he couldn't help but stuff the black pill into the two people's mouths. In the process, the lid was closed.

Fearing that Feng Changhuan would bump into something, Yu Fuchen had no choice but to protect the man in his arms, endured strong discomfort and waited for a long time without hearing any movement, only then thought of kicking open the lid to reveal the coffin.

"Wait! Are you crazy? What's the use of me lying in here? Isn't it impossible for my soul to leave my body??"

After yelling, he realized that there was no one around him.

Yu Fuchen looked around, not only did the old man and Xiao Chen disappear, but even the coffins that had been piled up all over the ground just now were neatly placed beside the grave. The master and the seventy-year-old man took care of the mess.

Could it be...

"behavior……"

A ghastly ghost breath was on the back of his neck, Yu Fuchen jumped out of the coffin with a scream on the spot, and subconsciously pulled out his martial arts to protect himself.

After a while, his hands were still empty, before he noticed that his body had become a translucent soul state.

And the person who breathed a cold air in his ear was also full of astonishment. The two looked at each other for a long time before they suddenly realized "ah".

"We're out of our bodies!"

"You kid is taking advantage of being a teacher again!"

Fearing that Feng Changhuan might misunderstand his own special hobbies, Yu Fuchen hurriedly explained, including various details after meeting Xiao Chen and the old tea seller.

The man frowned and found that the matter was not simple, but he was not in a hurry to expose someone's tricks.

"In this way, we have to seize the time to enter Fengdu. The longer we delay, the more the primordial spirit will be consumed, and it will be difficult to recover after returning to the sun."

Yu Fuchen was still wondering if the man was beaten by the dragon sparrow, would drag his body and make it difficult to move, when he saw Feng Changhuan jumped out of the coffin very nimbly, even the usual foolishness that he pretended to be deliberately disappeared Wucun took his hand and walked towards the gate of Fengdu city.

He followed Feng Changhuan all the way, his sneaky eyes didn't know where to fall, he stared at the man's curvy waist and legs, and couldn't help swallowing, thinking that the proprietress of Snow Misty City was right, If the master is a woman, she will definitely be able to bear children...

"Xingzhi, Fengdu's journey is very difficult and dangerous, you must not leave me for half a step later, remember?"

"Yeah, it's quite warped..."

"what??"

"No, no, no, I said your waist is really raised, your forehead is really thin, your butt is really thin..."

At such a time, he actually still had some thoughts on his mind, so Feng Chang cheerfully slapped the traitor with his palm, and said angrily, "I don't know how serious it is!!"

The man had a playful smile, not afraid of the prestige of the teacher at all, and stuck to his ear and breathed seductively, "But I know your depth, do you think so, Master, eh? Brother Fairy..."

The ashamed and indignant Feng Changhuan suddenly felt his face on fire, and he didn't care that both of them were in the state of spirit bodies at the moment, chasing and beating Yu Fuchen who was running around, causing the little wild wolf to howl.

More and more ghosts gathered around the entrance of Fengdu city to watch the play, and Xindao was a living treasure that disturbed the underworld. Although it was a bit noisy, it could also bring some joy to the lifeless ghost city, and applauded and cheered.

"Yes! Hit him with an uppercut in the face, hey! Beautiful!!"

"This kid is not very flexible. It may be his first time being a ghost and he is not very proficient. The one chasing after him is very experienced at first glance. He is an old ghost."

"One thing to say, these two people are really good-looking. I think they will be chosen by the ghost lady to be husband and wife after they enter the city. Then the recent good show is not just about watching fights~~"

While chatting in a hurry, suddenly the young handsome ghost who was being talked about was wailing and was beaten into the group of ghosts, and the ghosts were so frightened that they backed away and made way for blood.

Then look at the old ghost flying on Jungui's body, his fists facing that stunning face, and he is about to greet him.

"Wait a minute!!"

At the very moment, someone finally spoke to stop him. When the ghosts saw it, it was a child with pigtails and a bellyband. His face was flushed, and he looked like a doll walking out of a New Year painting.

"Don't be in a hurry, you two, the ghost king of Fengdu is here to invite you."