All the people in the small Taoist temple are not human

"Fire." Yuan Ji said angrily.

"Oh oh oh." The ghost king responded obediently, and he was like a different ghost from the arrogance just now.

The flames on his body disappeared, and his body shrunk to the size of a normal person. He was a handsome young man with a flamboyant appearance, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.

There are three-inch long horns growing on the ghost king's head, and two red bells are hung on the pointed ends, which jingle when the wind blows.

With a wave of his hand, all the flames raging on Mount Anning returned to his palm, and then he smiled flatteringly at Yuan Ji, as if he was still waiting for praise.

Yuan Ji coldly gouged him out, seeing the light on Cheng Xinghai's body fade away, while feeling relieved, a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart.

His hand hidden in the loose robe was tensely clenched into a fist, and the fist clenched again and again, and then he slowly fell from the air to the ground, and stopped three meters in front of Cheng Xinghai.

Cheng Xinghai looked at this familiar face, he was surprised but also suddenly: "Yuan Ji?"

Yuan Ji nodded slightly: "Yes." After a pause, he added in a low voice, "I didn't mean to lie to you."

Because Yuan Ji had concealed it well enough before, Cheng Xinghai always thought he was a living person.But the moment he rushed out to teach the Ghost King a lesson, a ghostly aura more powerful than the Ghost King shrouded the entire Anning Mountain, and with the Ghost King's "Father", Yuan Ji's identity was self-evident.

At the beginning of creation, the real master of the underworld was Hades.It's just that Mingzun has been in seclusion for a long time, and all the affairs of the underworld are handled by the ghost king. Gradually, many people forget the existence of the underworld and only know about the ghost king.

"You are Mingzun?" Cheng Xinghai asked in astonishment.

The ghost king followed behind Yuan Ji, hearing this, he was like a child with the support of his parents, and said in a whisper: "That's right! You don't want to use the order of the underworld to control this king, my father is here!"

"Shut up." Yuan Ji scolded.

The Ghost King curled his lips and stood aside aggrievedly.

His father has changed. He was originally cold, but now he has become cold.

Cheng Xinghai pointed at him nuzui, and asked Yuan Ji: "Your son?"

Yuan Ji: "It's not my own."

The ghost king was very hurt and wanted to refute, but Yuan Ji gave him a stare and could only shut up obediently.

Cheng Xinghai looked at this deja vu face, he knew he had seen it before when the patriarch was entrusting his dream, but he always felt that he should have seen Yuan Ji earlier.

However, he couldn't remember the exact time, and when he caught sight of the other people lying on the ground, Cheng Xinghai didn't ask Yuan Ji at this time, but said: "Then let's talk about compensation. The two most important lives, how to pay?" "He was referring to Ye Qian and Ding Xi.

The ghost king is like a bad boy who doesn't know how to repent, he is fearless: "My father has a book of life and death, just change it."

Xue Yongqing and the others were dumbfounded the moment they heard that Yuanji was Mingzun, until

Knowing that Ye Qian was able to come back to life, his face showed joy: "That's great, but I also ask Mingzun to give you a way to save the two children."

Yuan Ji stretched out his right hand, and a black mist appeared in his palm.The black mist dissipated, revealing the birth and death book and the judge's pen.

With an expression of "my father is here, I have nothing to fear", the ghost king scolded Xue Yongqing: "How big is it that you will die or live? I will pay you back the ten years of life you burned."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Ji threw the book of life and death and the judge's pen directly at his face without even looking at him: "Change it yourself."

The ghost king held the book of life and death aggrievedly, he didn't dare to stare at Yuan Ji, so he could only ask Xue Yongqing angrily: "What's the name of those two dead?"

Chai Jixiang helped Xue Yongqing up, and announced the names of the two: "Ye Qian, Ding Xi."

The book of life and death is automatic without wind, first turn to Ye Qian's page.The King of Ghosts swiped his pen to correct it, and said super coolly: "Give him 20 years of longevity, don't say that this king bullies you."

How could Xue Yongqing and others dare to object: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Ghost King."

Yuan Ji was in a cold war with Cheng Xinghai, when he heard this, he turned his face slightly to the side and reminded in a cold voice: "Ding Xi doesn't need to join."

Junior Brother Ding Xi had a bitter face, but he could only hold back for the sake of at least being alive again.

Who made senior brother hate Mingzun not long ago?

The Book of Life and Death came into effect, Ye Qian and Ding Xi opened their eyes drowsily, and the people next to them quickly helped them up and explained the situation in a low voice.

Knowing that the child who has been by Cheng Xinghai's side is Ming Zun, Ye Qian felt that his death was really wronged.

Shanfu reminded him in a low voice: "One death and one life, you have earned 20 years of life."

Ye Qian: "...Are you quite envious?"

Shanfu: "Just a little bit."

Ye Qian: "..."

As for Ding Xi, he didn't even dare to say no, and wanted to leave this terrible place as soon as possible.

Cheng Xinghai saw that both of them came back to life, and then pointed to the burnt house behind him, and most of the burnt Anning Mountain: "What about the loss of my property?"

"All compensation." Yuan Ji's tone subconsciously softened by three points.

"How to pay?" Cheng Xinghai felt that his blood pressure was high when he saw the scorched earth.

Yuan Ji signaled the ghost king to go over, and the ghost king obediently returned the book of life and death and the judge's pen: "Father, I have taken care of those mortals, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Ji pressed his head and said to Cheng Xinghai: "When I created him, I used a trace of the original power of heaven and earth, and after drawing it out, I can restore it to its original state."

The ghost king's face changed drastically, and he immediately broke free from Kai Yuanji's hand and retreated to the gate of the courtyard, so fast that even afterimages appeared.

He stared at Yuan Ji in disbelief: "Father, don't be fooled! That is my original power, without it I would die!"

"Who do you blame for the trouble you caused yourself?" Yuan Ji asked.

The ghost king was about to cry: "Father, I was wrong, isn't this why I lost my order and I was worried?"

Yuan Ji didn't hear the previous story, and frowned: "Why did you lose it?"

The ghost king felt guilty: "I don't know, it suddenly disappeared..."

Yuan Ji gave him a look of "I'll settle the score with you later", and asked Cheng Xinghai's meaning: "Should I smoke now, or wait?"

Ghost King: "Whoa, no mother, a child is like a grass..."

Xue Yongqing and others: "..."

It's messy.

Who would have thought that Lord Ghost King, who was still aloof not long ago, would cry now.

Cheng Xinghai pressed his temples and felt a headache: "Stop crying, there is no other way?"

"Yes, let my father go to ask for the way of heaven, the relationship between the two of them is very good... um—" Before the words fell, the ghost king was silenced by Yuan Ji, and he couldn't say a word.

At this time, Lin Li hurried back and saw the mess in Anning Mountain, feeling unbelievable.

Until she returned to the temple and saw the silenced Ghost King and Yuan Ji who had returned to adult form, she understood everything.

The old ghost teaches the children, the domestic-violence-scene.

"Guardian." Lin Li walked over with a smile and asked, "Do you want my help?"

At first glance, this mess is the masterpiece of the ghost king, and she is the best, it is Tiandao's father's caring little padded jacket.

"Is there a way to restore the burned vegetation in the mountains?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

Lin Li looked at the Ghost King with an expression as if she wanted to skin him alive.

The ghost king quickly used the fire lotus to write a sentence in the air: "I have a way."

"What way?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

The ghost king continued to use spells to write: "I'll use spells to change it back, and it will be the same as before."

Cheng Xinghai was suspicious: "Are you sure you can recover?"

The ghost king nodded vigorously, and continued to write: "Use the original power of heaven and earth." He smoked it himself, and he can raise it back in the future.If his dad smoked it, it would be a hot hand, and he would definitely be finished.

Cheng Xinghai looked at Yuan Ji, who nodded slightly.

Cheng Xinghai thought about Yuan Ji's presence, and the ghost king didn't dare to make trouble anymore, so he nodded, "Yes, we'll get this done before dawn."

The ghost king pointed pitifully at his silenced mouth.

Yuan Ji glanced at him bitterly, waved his hand to lift the silence, and the ghost king ran away in a flash.

He flew into the sky of Anning Mountain, and the silver-white original power of heaven and earth flowed out of his body slowly, turning into a light mist and floating in the burnt places of Anning Mountain.

As the mist sinks in, green shoots burst out of the pitch-black scorched earth.The buds grew up quickly and became towering giant trees, with lush weeds growing under the trees, and the forest quickly recovered, and even the familiar chirping of insects and birds sounded, showing a sense of vitality.

Xue Yongqing and the others looked at this scene in astonishment, as if they saw the scene of the beginning of the creation of the world.

As the essence of heaven and earth in his body was continuously drawn out, the ghost king's body glowed white, unexpectedly somewhat similar to Cheng Xinghai just now.

Those white lights fell on them, and they all felt warm. Not only did they heal from the wounds they had just fought against the ghost king, but even the old wounds left over from many years ago were wiped away.

Is this the power of heaven and earth?

The entire Anning Mountain was restored to its previous lush forest. The light on Ghost King's body dimmed, blending into the night, and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing that his house had been repaired, Cheng Xinghai was quite satisfied, and said to Xue Yongqing: "It's late, and you've been tossing around for so long, why don't you guys rest for one night and go down the mountain tomorrow morning?"

Xue Yongqing waved his hands again and again: "Thank you, Guanzhu Cheng, for your kindness. It's still early, so I won't trouble you. We will leave now."

Wei Daochang responded quickly: "Yes, yes, Yu Quan accepts the bed, we don't live outside."

Ye Qian also didn't want to stay in the same room with Hades and Ghost King, nodding his head like a joke.

As for Ding Xi and his brothers, they tried their best to minimize their sense of presence, for fear that Yuan Ji would get annoyed and shoot them off.

Seeing that several people insisted, Cheng Xinghai didn't force it, and asked Lin Li to send them down the mountain.

Soon there were only the ghosts of An Ning Temple left in the yard. Hao Shuai held the mineral water bottle pretending to be a ghost and dared not speak, and Qun Qun held his own mirror and pretended not to exist.

The five little radishes stood in a row, looking at Cheng Xinghai with starry eyes full of admiration, thinking "The viewer is awesome".

Only now did Cheng Xinghai have the time to settle accounts with Yuan Ji.He looked at the old ghost in front of him, and said quietly: "Let me be honest, tell me yourself."

Yuan Ji glanced at the six ghosts and five radishes beside him.

The ghost in the mineral water bottle said very wittily: "Let's go to the mountain to see if there is anything that hasn't been repaired, so we won't bother you two."

After the mineral water bottle was the first to fly out, Hao Shuai was stunned for a moment, and he and Qun Qun respectively picked up the five radishes at their feet and immediately chased after them: "I will go too."

Now only Cheng Xinghai and Yuan Ji were left, and Yuan Ji said slowly, "I lost my cultivation not long ago, and I can only maintain my youthful body shape."

Judging from the situation where Yuan Ji punched the ghost king just now, his strength is quite strong, Cheng Xinghai was puzzled: "How come you lost your cultivation base?"

Yuan Ji hesitated to speak, hesitated for a moment, and said euphemistically: "Prying into the secrets of the sky, I exhausted my whole life's cultivation."

Tens of thousands of years ago, the way of heaven fell asleep, and for the first time, he exhausted his cultivation to wake up the way of heaven.But Tiandao didn't give any response, and Yuan Ji could only take a stone back to retreat and practice.

Until not long ago, the stone he got from Tiandao shone brightly, and Yuan Ji guessed that Tiandao had transformed again.

He spent his whole life in divination, seeking out the appearance and place of appearance after the transformation of the Dao of Heaven, and hurried to the human world, just in time to meet Cheng Xinghai who lived in the Temple of Peace for the first day.

With just one glance, Yuan Ji knew that he had found the right person.

He was a little embarrassed to say it, but he had other expectations, hoping that Cheng Xinghai would ask.

However, Cheng Xinghai didn't ask.

Cheng Xinghai has never been a person who likes to get to the bottom of things, and he is even less interested in other people's private affairs.Since Yuan Ji paid so much to get the news, he didn't pay anything, so he is not qualified to ask Yuan Ji to share.

Cheng Xinghai didn't bother with Yuan Ji about his becoming smaller: "Okay, what will His Majesty Mingzun plan to do in the future?"

Yuan Ji was very uncomfortable: "You should call me Yuan Ji."

Cheng Xinghai thought he was so inexplicably cute, so he chuckled: "Okay. Then are you going back to the underworld next?"

"There is Chi Yan in the underworld, I... want to stay." Yuan Ji said softly.

The other ghosts in the temple had no place to go, so Cheng Xinghai simply let them stay. The situation in Yuan Ji was different, and Cheng Xinghai asked in puzzlement, "What are you doing here? My place is just a small Taoist temple, and I don't even I worship you."

Because you are here.

Yuan Ji said softly in his heart.

"No offering. I haven't settled my board and lodging expenses these days, and I will make up for it." Yuan Ji said.

With Lin Li's support, Cheng Xinghai is no longer so short of money, but who thinks there is too much money?

Seeing Yuan Ji's sincerity, he thought it was okay: "Okay, but your identity must be kept secret, I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble. How much do you plan to pay for board and lodging?"

Yuan Ji thought for a while and said, "It's a cash cow."

Cheng Xinghai's eyes lit up: "Is there really such a thing?"

Yuan Ji nodded, noticing that the ghost king was approaching, and ordered him: "Chi Yan, go and get the money tree from my warehouse."

"What do you want that for?" A childish voice sounded outside the courtyard, and a four or five-year-old child floated over, it was a miniature version of the ghost king.As he walked, the bells on the horns jingled and rang, which was very interesting.

Cheng Xinghai covered his face without saying a word: "Why are you getting smaller?"

The ghost king curled his lips, and there was an indescribable grievance on the baby's fat face: "I only have a little bit of the origin of the world left now, so it's no wonder that I can maintain the original state. I don't know how many years it will take to change back."

He wanted to complain, but looked at Yuan Ji with a gloomy face, held back again, lowered his head and took out a small purse, and took out a finger-sized potted plant from it.

The potted plant becomes bigger the moment it leaves the purse, turning into a potted plant that reaches the knee of an adult.It looks like a small pine and cypress, but the leaves are golden and silvery white, and there are delicate and small gold and silver ingots hanging on some branches.

The ghost king pulled down the branch, and the whole tree swayed accordingly, and a lot of leaves and ingots fell, making a "dong dong" sound, which turned out to be made of gold or silver.

Cheng Xinghai struck out curiously, and found that the gold or silver was of very good quality, and the price of sending them back to the store would not be low.

"This is the cash cow?" He liked it very much.

The ghost king said proudly: "Well, my father had a big tree, but I accidentally killed it. It's a new plant. I just moved it out of his warehouse."

Cheng Xinghai glanced at him silently, he is really a prodigal.

"How do you maintain it? Does it need watering?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

Ghost King: "No, it's enough to feed spiritual power. But spiritual power is more useful than gold, and the money tree can fool ordinary people, and monks keep it for fun."

For Cheng Xinghai, gold is more effective now.He asked Yuan Ji distressedly: "I have no spiritual power, what should I do if I can't support myself?"

Yuan Ji: "I will raise it."

Cheng Xinghai was very satisfied: "Okay, then it will be considered that you have paid the board and lodging expenses, and you can pick a room by yourself."

Yuan Ji's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at the room where he and Cheng Xinghai lived before.

Cheng Xinghai didn't dare to let Yuan Ji live alone because he was worried that Yuan Ji was young, and they slept together.

Now that I know that this old ghost is older than me, of course I want to drive him away.

Yuan Ji opened his mouth, but he still couldn't say the phrase "I won't move".

"By the way, what's the matter with the Order of the Underworld?" Cheng Xinghai asked while holding the money tree.

Since Yuan Ji is Ming Zun, the Ming Zun Token in his hand must be another piece, which has nothing to do with the one lost by the ghost king.

Chi Yan scratched his head in distress: "I don't know either. I haven't used the Mingzun Token all these years. I wanted to use the Mingzun's Token to ask Dad when you will leave the customs, but I couldn't find it."

"Is it important to lose it?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

"Originally it was very important, but now hehe..." Chi Yan grabbed Yuan Ji's sleeve proudly, "My father is out of the customs, I'm afraid he will get kicked!"

Cheng Xinghai suspected that Chi Yan's bad temper was caused by Yuan Ji's pet, and silently condemned him with his eyes.

Yuan Ji silently shook off the cheap son's hand, and apologized earnestly: "I will teach him well in the future."

Cheng Xinghai happily put the money tree in his room, watched Yuan Ji follow in, and helped him pack his things in a happy mood.

The clothes he bought for Yuanji were all children's clothes, which happened to be cheap for Li Chiyan now.

Cheng Xinghai handed the salute to Chi Yan, and hooked the bell on his horn, which made a crisp sound.

Chi Yan wanted to stare at him but didn't dare to stare at him. He snorted arrogantly and turned his head away.

Cheng Xinghai wanted to tick again, Yuan Ji asked: "Do you like bells very much?"

Cheng Xinghai: "Fortunately, I just think it's a little cute."

There was a ghostly aura floating around Yuan Ji's body, and there was a pair of horns on his head.

Cheng Xinghai was surprised: "You have it too?"

"Yeah." Yuan Ji hesitated to speak, seeing Chi Yan going out with his clothes in his arms, his tone was calm and deliberate, "I also want to add a pair of bells, what color do you think is good?"

Cheng Xinghai's eyes widened in surprise, and an inexplicable itch surged through his heart.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously, Yuan Ji lowered his head, the tip of the horn just touched Cheng Xinghai's fingertips, and the itching spread all over his body along the fingertips.

This emotion engulfed Cheng Xinghai's thoughts, he seemed to see the back of Yuan Ji divination in the wilderness a long time ago in a trance.

He is obviously the supreme being of the underworld who can easily change the color of the situation, but at this moment, he is as weak as a mortal. He deduces, divinations, and conveys his desire to see him to the heavens until his cultivation is exhausted. Get a stone that fell from the sky.

Cheng Xinghai stared at Yuan Ji holding the stone in the sky for a long time. It was not until the world was broken that he left and returned to the underworld with the stone.

He couldn't remember why he sacrificed that stone to Yuan at that time, and even his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he remembered that there was an emotion called distressing in his heart.

He didn't want to see Yuan Ji waiting there for nothing.

Long-term memories rolled in his mind, Cheng Xinghai's thoughts were a little messed up, and he forced himself to get out of these erratic scenes.

Ever since he was conscious, he has always had some strange dreams.In the dream, his perspective is always in the sky.He dreamed of offering sacrifices to the emperor, dreaming of the people praying, and even dreaming of the creation of the world and the ancient prehistoric times.

But these were all dreams, and Cheng Xinghai never took it to heart when he woke up.But now those dreams gave Cheng Xinghai a sense of reality, as if everything had happened before.

He was stunned, faintly feeling that if he let his thoughts immerse in these dreams, he could continue to dream those dreams.

Yuan Ji in front of him gradually became a little blurry, as if he was about to leave him.Cheng Xinghai shuddered and came to his senses, remembering that they were still discussing about the bell.

He thought about it seriously, took off a silver leaf from the money tree, and compared it at the tip of Yuanji: "Make it silver, it's noble and grand."

"Okay." Yuan Ji responded readily, and found that Cheng Xinghai's answer was the same as it was thousands of years ago.

……

That night, Cheng Xinghai had a very distant dream.

He dreamed that when he was still in the prehistoric times, he turned into a human form and walked around, and it was Yuan Ji who first discovered his identity.

They got along for a long time, until one day he wanted to hang a pair of bells on Yuan Ji's horns, but Yuan Ji refused to agree.

He made the pair of silver bells, but Yuan Ji still refused, always feeling childish.

In the end, nothing happened, and the string of bells was nowhere to be found.

When the dream came here, Cheng Xinghai's mind was full of the whereabouts of the string of bells, because he was so distressed that he woke up from his distress.

The sky was bright inside the house, and it was already the morning of the second day.

Cheng Xinghai lay on the bed to let his thoughts go, and after a while he slowly came back to his senses, put that strange dream out of his mind, got up and took a shower.

Lin Li had already prepared breakfast, seeing him wake up and bringing it to him made Cheng Xinghai feel very heartbroken, feeling like an old father.

This thought made him feel happy until he saw Chi Yan sleeping on his back on the sofa in the living room.

The sofa is that kind of hard wooden sofa, Chi Yan's small body is arranged in the character "big" on it, and he sleeps soundly.

"Why is he still here?" Cheng Xinghai asked puzzled.

"He said he found his father after a lot of trouble, and he won't go back to the underworld." Lin Li said with a smile, and lowered her voice to tell Cheng Xinghai, "I think he is embarrassed to go back to the underworld because of his childish appearance, otherwise he will definitely Being laughed at by those old ghosts."

Yuan Ji paid enough for board and lodging, so Cheng Xinghai didn't care about Chi Yan staying there, and asked curiously, "Then why doesn't he live in Yuan Ji's house?"

Although all the huts in the backyard have been repaired, only Cheng Xinghai's room has a living room, and Chi Yan is currently sleeping in his living room.

Before Lin Li could make a sound, Chi Yan woke up with a yawn, and said sadly, "Because you have a stepmother, you have a stepfather. He won't let me in. I'm his own son."

"How do I remember that he said last night that you were not my own?" Cheng Xinghai asked while eating a steamed bun.

"I have his ghostly aura in my body, why isn't it my own?" Chi Yan smelled the smell of breakfast and walked to him, climbed onto the chair with both hands and feet, and stared eagerly at the steamed bun in front of Cheng Xinghai ,"I want to eat, too."

There are also two types of ghosts to eat. One is that they can only smell the food. After the ghost has finished eating, the food will still look the same, but there will be no smell.

There is another kind that is no different from a living person, which usually requires extremely deep cultivation. Chi Yan and Yuan Ji obviously belong to the latter.

Unlike the miniature version of Yuan Ji who always has a straight face, Chi Yan is a very expressive child, and there is some baby fat on the small face, which is very cute with the round almond eyes.

"Go brush your teeth and wash your face, and eat after washing." Cheng Xinghai ordered.

"Thank you mom!" Chi Yan jumped up from the chair and went straight to fetch water outside the courtyard.

Cheng Xinghai was a little confused: "What did he call me?"

Lin Li said seriously: "This child is not sensible, I will teach him later. How can he call mother?"

Cheng Xinghai thought it was.

Lin Li: "You are a man now, so you should call him Dad."

Cheng Xinghai: "..."

While talking, Chi Yan came back in a hurry: "Mom, I've finished washing. Just use a cleansing spell. I'm a ghost. Are you still worried that I will get tooth decay?"

He was lying on the edge of the table, with his eyes glued to the steamed buns on the table, his expression was no different from that of ordinary children wanting to eat, and even because of that overly cute face, he made people want to feed him even more.

Cheng Xinghai handed him the bowl and chopsticks, and Chi Yan happily ate breakfast without treating himself as an outsider at all.

Cheng Xinghai glanced outside the courtyard and asked, "Where's Yuan Ji?"

"Still in the room and didn't come out." Chi Yan's cheeks were bulging, and he was a little vague when he finished speaking.

Cheng Xinghai told him to swallow what was in his mouth before speaking, and brought a breakfast to find Yuanji.

"Yuan Ji, are you awake?" Cheng Xinghai knocked on the door and asked.

Almost as soon as he spoke, the door opened.Yuan Ji stood at the door, the luxurious ancient robes he was wearing last night had disappeared, replaced by modern short sleeves similar to Cheng Xinghai.

"I'll bring you breakfast." Cheng Xinghai raised his hand, Yuan Ji took it consciously, turned and went into the room.

There were several fist-sized ores on the table, exuding a strong aura.

Cheng Xinghai casually picked up a piece and looked at it, and saw that there was a piece of paper under it, on which a pair of delicate and small bells were drawn, which was exactly the pair he had dreamed of last night.

Sensing the look in his eyes, Yuanji said somewhat unnaturally: "I'm picking out materials for making bells."

He remembered that the pair of bells that Cheng Xinghai gave him seemed ordinary, but actually contained huge spiritual power, and the spiritual power could almost form a world by itself.

The pair of bells are nowhere to be found, Yuan Ji now wants to find a similar material to make a pair of bells.

"What is Chi Yan's bell made of?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

"Red lotus stones, those are actually a pair of protective magic weapons, which were used to protect him when he was a child." When Yuan Ji created Chi Yan, the heavenly dao had already fallen asleep, and he needed to retreat due to his greatly reduced cultivation base, so he could no longer control the affairs of the underworld.

After careful consideration, Yuan Ji followed the original rules of creating himself by the Dao of Heaven, using the original power of heaven and earth bestowed by the Dao of Heaven and his own ghost energy to create Chiyan, and let him manage the underworld for himself.

Fearing that Chi Yan would not be able to handle the difficulties, Yuan Ji specially left him a Mingzun Token before retreating to contact him.If he encounters an old ghost who can't handle it, he can also use Mingzun's order to suppress it.

Cheng Xinghai recalled the pair of bells in his dream, and picked and picked the materials on Yuan's sacrificial table.

Everything in the world was created by him. Even if this consciousness has not yet awakened, Cheng Xinghai only has the memory of being a mortal, and he also has an innate intuition for the characteristics of all things.

"Which material do you think is the best?" Yuan Ji asked.

Cheng Xinghai was not very satisfied, and always felt that something was missing.His eyes inadvertently glanced at a palm-sized round stone on the bedside table, and he picked it up with a feeling.

Yuan Ji's heart tightened for a moment. It was the stone that Heavenly Dao gave him. It looked no different from ordinary stones, but at a critical moment, it reminded him of the key information that Heavenly Dao re-formed and came to the world.

Yuanji has been wearing it close to his body, and he looked at it for a long time last night, but he still didn't see anything special.

However, Cheng Xinghai felt a trace of familiar aura from it, he moved his hands, and with a "click", the stone actually split from it.

Cheng Xinghai was stunned, could he break rocks with his bare hands now?

He turned his head to look at Yuan Ji, shock appeared on Yuan Ji's usually indifferent face, and then he showed understanding again.

Although this stone is extremely tough, impenetrable by water and fire, even he cannot split it, but Cheng Xinghai is the way of heaven, whether this world exists or not is only a matter of Cheng Xinghai's thought, let alone a stone.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Cheng Xinghai said.

He didn't know what this stone represented, but since Tangtang Mingzun could be placed in the house, it must not be useless.

"It's okay." Yuan Ji's eyes lit up when he saw what was hidden in the stone.

Cheng Xinghai followed his gaze and saw a shiny spot inside the stone, which turned out to be a bell.

The extremely hard stone seemed to be just plastic foam in his hands. Cheng Xinghai's slender fingers hooked the pull ring and pulled lightly, pulling a pair of bells out of the stone.

"Hey, it's just like what I dreamed about." Cheng Xinghai said strangely.

Yuan Ji was surprised: "Did you dream about this bell?"

Cheng Xinghai nodded: "Well, I dreamed of giving you this bell, but you don't want it."

Yuan Ji: "I want it."

This is exactly the pair of bells that Cheng Xinghai wanted to give to Yuan Ji, but was rejected by Yuan Ji.

Cheng Xinghai aimed at the tip of his horn, Yuan Ji's fingers slid in the air, a sharp and slender ghost air flew out from between his fingers, and accurately drilled two small holes in the tip of the horn.

"Does it hurt?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

"It doesn't hurt." Not only does it not hurt, Yuan Ji is still a little happy now.

Cheng Xinghai motioned him to sit down, and was worried that the silver ring with the bell hanging on it could not be broken off, but found that as long as he used a little force, a hole would appear in the naturally formed ring.And as long as he puts the two cuts together, they will fuse together again, as if they were never disconnected.

Hanging two strings of small bells on the horns of Yuanji, Cheng Xinghai's fingers caressed the bells lightly, making a crisp sound.

The delicate touch spread from the horns to the scalp, and then spread to the limbs, Yuan Ji's fingertips were numb for a while.

In the past tens of thousands of years, Tiandao has never known his intentions, but today Yuanji wants to say it.

He stood up and quietly typed a draft in his heart, but found that he couldn't find the right words for a while.

At this moment, Chi Yan ran over bluffing: "Dad, Mom, I heard that the world is very fun now, can I go and play?"

He rushed in like a small motorcycle, and stood in front of the two of them full of expectations.

Cheng Xinghai had already been numb from his yelling "Mom", but this was the first time Yuan Ji heard it, and turned to look at Cheng Xinghai in surprise.

Cheng Xinghai was standing close to him, they were about the same height, when Yuan Ji turned his head and accidentally rubbed Cheng Xinghai's cheek with his thin lips, both of them were taken aback.

Looking at each other, and quickly moved away, Cheng Xinghai felt strange, but no matter how you look at it, Yuan Ji was careless, and he was not so hypocritical, so he simply took a step back to keep a distance from him.

Yuan Ji's heart sank, he held back his words, turned his head and said coldly to Chi Yan: "Don't play, go back to the underworld."

Chi Yan blinked Kazilan's big bright eyes: "But I will be laughed to death by the old ghosts when I go back like this. And I am weak now, what should I do if I am eaten by the old ghosts?" Okay, I begged Cheng Xinghai again, "Mom, save me."

Yuan Ji's face turned black: "Don't shout."

Chi Yan was shocked: "Could it be that you are the mother?" He followed the good advice, and changed his words to Cheng Xinghai before Yuan Ji refused, "Daddy save me."

Cheng Xinghai: "...Stop yelling, play if you want. You are not a real kid, you have to be accompanied by your parents."

Chi Yan stretched out his chubby hand: "No money."

Cheng Xinghai held his little hand and made him face Yuan Ji: "Ask your father."

Yuan Ji has been in seclusion from the prehistoric period to the present, and there are many geniuses and treasures, but there is really no money that can be used in the modern world.

He didn't believe that Chi Yan had no money: "Have you been the ghost king for nothing all these years? Where's your own money?"

Chi Yan was justified: "I'm a ghost, where can I get money from the world? You took that money tree to coax your mother."

Yuan Ji's ears turned suspiciously red, but seeing Cheng Xinghai's normal expression, he was a little disappointed, and with a dark face, he picked up Chi Yan's collar and threw him out: "Go and find a way for yourself."

Chi Yan's small body floated in a circle in the air, especially aggrieved and shouted to Xinghai: "Mom."

Cheng Xinghai smiled: "Mom's money has to be saved to repair the Taoist temple, you can figure out a way for yourself."

"I can think of a way on my own, so don't regret it." Chi Yan curled his lips, like a child who has been bullied, turned his head and flew down the mountain.

Cheng Xinghai asked worriedly: "Is he okay?"

"It's okay, I'll be back after going out for two days." Yuan Ji understood this cheap son, but his mind was full of other things, "He called you by your name just now..."

Cheng Xinghai smiled: "Whatever, it's nothing to worry about. Chi Yan is quite cute if he doesn't become arrogant."

"He is also used to domineering in the underworld." Yuan Ji also saw that Chi Yan was anxious for the order of the underworld last night, which is understandable, and because he did not make a big mistake, he let him go.

Otherwise, it would not be as simple as just asking him to remedy the matter.

Seeing that Cheng Xinghai really didn't take these things to heart, Yuan Ji couldn't help but speak again: "Chi Yan's name..."

Cheng Xinghai laughed, not understanding what Yuan Ji was struggling with: "That's really nothing. Let him go, I'll take advantage anyway. I don't care."

"Then what if I care?" Yuan Ji said.

Cheng Xinghai was puzzled.

Yuan Ji's heart was pounding, he paused, and summoned up his courage to say, "Have you considered finding a Taoist companion?"

Cheng Xinghai: "???"

He vaguely remembered the meaning of Taoist couples as lovers.

There was no turning back when he opened the bow, and Yuan Ji's fair cheeks flushed slightly, and he said, "How about me?"

Cheng Xinghai: "!!!"

The author has something to say: Yuan Ji: Straight ball!