Dressed as a Stepson of a Wealthy Cannon Fodder[Transmigration Book]

"Be careful!" Jing Quan threw the bell in his hand, ignoring the pestering little ghost.

In an instant, a deafening bell rang, resounding throughout the field.

Liu Lesheng, who just came in, thought secretly, "Hurry up, speed up!"

The young man behind him frowned, his expression was tense, surrounded by celestial masters, they looked very safe.

But for some reason, Ling Zizhe's heart flustered.

"Master Liu, how long will it take to arrive?"

Liu Lesheng glanced at a few friends, calmed down a little, "I don't know why the fog inside has dissipated a lot, it must be very soon."

The head of the crowd was a spirited old man, who nodded when he heard the sound, "Just pass through this area."

The old man was wearing a blue-gray Tang suit, with gray hair, and looked much older than Liu Lesheng.

Since he arrived, these celestial masters have shown great respect, even surpassing Liu Lesheng.

As expected of the president of the Xuanmen Association.

The more they moved forward, they felt a rush of heat, and some of them were already dripping with sweat.

A strong sense of oppression is looming.

Ling Zizhe couldn't help worrying about Xia Man's situation. The latter was the first to rush in, and he didn't know what happened.

At that time, he didn't want Xia Man to go in. Is it reasonable for the master not to rush but to send his disciples to such a dangerous place?

"Wait." The head of Tianshi suddenly raised his hand to stop everyone's movements, with a solemn expression, "This is it."

The hazy white mist completely covered up the scene behind, as long as you pass through, you can see the original face.

"Let me come." Liu Lesheng took a step forward, holding two talisman papers in his hands, and flew out one left and one right.

They seem to have some kind of connection, as soon as they touch the white mist, they burst into flames, burning "Zi Zi Zi", opening up a hole.

Just enough to pass them all.

On the dead-silent road, there was a crowd of people lying down.

Their eyes were closed tightly, their faces pale.

The only one standing was a young man in his twenties, his almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and his eye sockets were moist and hot, staring helplessly at a pile of ashes.

The young man didn't seem to be feeling very well, and Ling Zizhe's face changed when he looked absent-minded.

He rushed over directly, slowly squatted down, and asked softly: "Xiao Man, what's wrong?"

Xia Man's body trembled slightly, his nose was sore, and his wet eyes moved to Ling Zizhe.

He yelled aggrievedly: "Brother..."

This was the first time Ling Zizhe saw Xia Man so vulnerable and uncomfortable, and his heart also tugged.

Gently and carefully hugging Xia Man, he coaxed softly: "Don't be afraid, it's all right now."

The deep voice seems to have some kind of magical power.

Xia Man couldn't hold it back anymore, burst into tears, and buried her head on Ling Zizhe's shoulder.

"Brother...... Shuiyang died, I just found him......"

"I'm sorry for him... It would be great if I could, could just take him away last time..."

"He was made into a ghost king by Shan Taiqing, but failed..."

"Master is gone, and I couldn't keep his grandson......"

"Brother, I'm so useless......"

The moist feeling came from his shoulders, and Ling Zizhe frowned when he heard Xia Man's self-blaming cry.

He didn't know the cause of the incident, so he couldn't judge without authorization. All he could do was gently stroke Xia Man's back.

"You did your best, don't be sad."

"Don't worry, I'm with you."

"Hey, don't think too much."

For the first time, he felt that language was so pale.

Just as Liu Lesheng sent someone to support the celestial masters lying on the ground, when he turned around, he found Xia Man was still crying.

He sighed, feeling as if he had done something wrong.

Xia Man shouldn't have let him in because of his strength.

After all, Xiaman is only 20 years old in a month.

With the participation of the president of Xuanmen and the celestial master of Beijing, the problem of the field was quickly solved.

After the field dissipated, the gray sky gradually became clear.

Some comatose citizens were wiped out of their memories of this incident by people from the Special Office.

After waking up, they will still live their own lives.

Xia Man was picked up by Ling Zizhe afterwards.

Ling Zizhe didn't intend to ask him to participate in the specific details, because Xia Man was in a bad mood at the moment.

The latter fell into a deep sleep, as if he had a nightmare, and kept muttering something in his mouth.

When Ling Zizhe leaned closer to listen, he vaguely heard the words "Master" and "I'm sorry".

He wiped the sweat from Xia Man's forehead with a wet towel, and gently stroked the broken hair on the latter's forehead.

Even if I fell asleep, I couldn't sleep well, and I couldn't wake up no matter how I screamed.

Suddenly, Ling Zizhe thought of another master added on WeChat.

[Hmm: Excuse me, master, what should the people with nightmares do? ]

After the message was sent, there was no reply for a long time.

Just as he was about to get up, his clothes were grabbed.

Xia Man turned sideways, bowed his body, and frowned.

"Don't go...don't..."

Ling Zizhe sighed inwardly, sat down, and patted slowly, "Well, don't go, go to sleep."

As soon as Liu Lesheng sent the celestial master from the special department to the hospital, Jing Quan woke up.

In an instant, a group of old men surrounded the latter.

Jing Quan: "......" Even if I did nothing wrong, I was a little flustered!

The president of Xuanmen smiled kindly, "They are all seniors, don't be afraid, can you tell me what happened at that time?"

When they arrived, the scene can be said to be a mess.

Jing Quan recalled what happened, his face turned pale for a moment, and he swallowed unconsciously.

"We... met Shan Taiqing."

In one sentence, the old men looked solemn.

It can be seen from the clues that Shan Taiqing manipulated Shuiyang, turned Shuiyang into a ghost, and ordered him to do evil.

At the beginning, Jing Quan didn't know Shan Taiqing's purpose, but later seeing Shui Yang suddenly mutated, he had a vague guess.

"He used Shuiyang's soul as an experiment. In a short period of time, Shuiyang's strength soared to the level of the ghost king, but he lost his mind and could not be saved at all."

In the fight with Shuiyang, Xiaman tried several times to awaken Shuiyang's rationality, but all ended in failure.

In the end, he was almost invaded by Shuiyang's ghostly energy.

Unable to take down Xiaman in a short time, Shuiyang shifted his target to those celestial masters, attacking indiscriminately.

At this time, they felt the gap in strength.

That's the strength of the Ghost King...... They only had time to stop them for a while, and they were almost wiped out by the entire army.

The president of Xuanmen looked strange, "Are you sure about the strength of the ghost king?"

Jing Quan nodded solemnly, "I'm sure, although it's not as good as the ghost king summoned in Hehaituo, it's not bad."

"I hear what you mean," the president said a little in disbelief, "that young man named Xia Man subdued Shuiyang?"

"Old Zhang." Liu Lesheng called him, "Let me tell you about this."

Xia Man's strength is indeed a problem.

He obviously looks about 20 years old, and his spiritual power is so strong that he looks like an old monster.

Old man Liu once also doubted Xia Man's identity, so he sent someone to investigate a bit.

The results are obvious.

"Xia Man's father passed away early, and he lived with his mother all the time. His family background is clean."

Innocence is innocence, but it is also the biggest doubt.A person who has never been in contact with Taoism not only has profound spiritual power, but can also make amulets out of thin air and command hell fire.

President Zhang and Liu Lesheng looked at each other, and then at the other celestial masters.

"What do you think?"

A master asked, "Xiaman is almost 20 years old?"

Liu Lesheng nodded, "Twenty in about a month."

Someone suddenly stared, "The Shui family, it's been almost 20 years since he died, and Shuiyang's soul has survived for 20 years, is there anything involved?"

Anyone who works as a celestial master has encountered all sorts of strange things.

There are also speculations about Xia Man's origin.

But it is undeniable that Xia Man's strength is a mystery.

President Zhang asked them, "You have practiced for so many years, have you reached the level of making amulets out of thin air?"

The aura carried by runes is extremely easy to dissipate, and most of them are supported by runes, or the ground, city walls...

In general, the medium is needed.

A group of old men, the youngest of whom is almost sixty, counting and counting, there are no more than three people who can make a talisman out of thin air.

President Zhang asked again, "Have you ever heard enough about who can summon hell fire?"

Liu Lesheng shook his head first, "Hell's fire, the judge's pen, and the book of life and death are all things from the underworld. I've never heard of them..."

"Wait." An old man said suddenly, "We seem to have forgotten one thing."

Everyone looked at him.

"Hell messenger."

"......"

President Zhang nodded, "That's exactly what I want to say."

Since the underworld rioted a hundred years ago and the evil spirits fled, there has been a tradition of sending hell envoys into the world.

The last hell messenger was the previous president of the Xuanmen Association.

The strength is so strong that all celestial masters can only look up to, no one knows what the former president did in the underworld.

All I know is that the other party is not good at words and behaves withdrawn, as if he was born unable to blend in with the crowd.

Liu Lesheng shook his head, "I don't think...it's quite like it, Hell Messenger, we should all be able to feel it."

He said again: "No matter what Xia Man is, this kid is not bad at heart, he is a good seedling, let's wait and see."

There was no objection to this proposal.

Jing Quan: "..." I seem to have heard something extraordinary.

President Zhang had an idea in his eyes, "There is a vacancy in the position of the elder of the association, why not let Xia Man come?"

"This..." Liu Lesheng hesitated.

The rest of the people thought about it and thought it was feasible.

Although wait and see, but such a good seedling, it is better to win over as soon as possible!

"Ask him about his own wishes first." Liu Lesheng was very worried when he thought of Xia Man's state today.

There is too much fog on Xia Man's body.