After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Jiang Yi was leaning against the railing, blowing the morning breeze, holding a small butterfly in his hand, holding it up in front of his eyes for a closer look.

She had picked this up in Yan Jinzhou's tomb before, and she thought it looked familiar at the time, but it was only later that she remembered that the butterfly looked very similar to the butterfly in Jiang Ling's tomb.

Jiang Ling died 480 years ago, she looked only seven or eight years old, and she looked exactly like her when she was a child...

She was very curious about Jiang Ling's affairs, but unfortunately, her father was interrupted by something at the beginning, and she didn't have a chance to ask again afterwards.

"Xiao Jiang, why did you get up so early? The sun hasn't risen yet." Feng Zizhang yawned and walked out of the cabin, shivering from the cold wind.

Jiang Yizheng straightened up, squeezed the butterfly in his hand, "Zizhang, do you think there is really reincarnation in this world?"

Feng Zizhang sat cross-legged beside her, and scratched his head when he heard the words, "When I was at Yunzhongmen, I heard the elders talk about reincarnation and reincarnation. There is also a method of reincarnation that retains memory in the forbidden art... There should be, but there is no I've seen it with my own eyes."

"Also, even if you are really reincarnated, you will become another person without memory." Feng Zizhang wiped the corner of his eyes, "I have a brother who is obsessed with this, but he can't figure it out, so he messed himself up." He was crazy, but in the end it was Master who rescued him."

Jiang Yizheng pursed his lips, "It's kind of scary."

"En." Feng Zizhang nodded, "My master said that being too obsessed with the past life will lead to obsession, and obsessing over the next life will lead to delusions, and it is easy to go crazy and affect the Dao heart... Anyway, I don't quite understand it."

But even though his master Wen Heshen understands this truth, he has never been able to get out of his past.

It can be seen that understanding and doing are completely two things.

"I don't really understand." Jiang Yizheng was dizzy from Feng Zizhang's words, and she couldn't hide her words in her heart, so she said to Feng Zizhang: "I just entered the Floating Realm and fell into a tomb, and the owner of the tomb is a A little girl who looks exactly like me..."

Feng Zizhang rubbed the goosebumps that popped out on his arms, his voice trembling, "Xiao Jiangjiang, don't tell me ghost stories in the middle of the night, I haven't even recited the full exorcism spell."

Jiang Yizheng said with a mournful face: "I'm also very scared. Dad started it and didn't say anything more. I haven't been able to sleep well for several nights."

Whenever I dreamed, I dreamed that I was lying in a coffin and holding hands with that little girl named Jiang Ling, it was a kind of torture.

Jiang Yi was about to cry, "I heard Lingzhu and Huanhuan say that there was something wrong with the little puppet today, and I suddenly remembered that the little wooden butterfly I picked up from the grave was made of wood. Could it be something wrong? something?"

"Don't, don't think about it." Feng Zizhang swallowed nervously, "Isn't this the wood butterfly, there must be some evil hidden in it—"

Jiang Yizheng covered his mouth with one hand, and in horror threw the wooden butterfly that was starting to emit black gas, and it just happened to be thrown on the railing of the flying boat, and bounced back with a "bang".

"Damn it!!" Jiang Yizheng dragged Feng Zizhang to hide.

Feng Zizhang stumbled and recited the exorcism spell, but after reading two sentences, he couldn't remember what the next sentence was, and scratched his hair in a breakdown, "Next time Dad punishes me to copy books, I will never be lazy again—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Come here!"

The stench and turbid black mist filled the entire deck.

In panic, Feng Zizhang suddenly felt that something wanted to get into the center of his eyebrows, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. The evil creature roared, and took the next best thing to aim at Jiang Yizheng.

"Xiaojiang!" Feng Zizhang didn't know how he remembered the exorcism spell, and his palm suddenly became golden, and he rushed forward and grabbed the figure in the mist.

"Oh, overreaching!" The thing caught by him sneered.

As soon as Feng Zizhang heard the voice, he recognized that it was the monster in the separation formation before, "It's you!?"

Yan Liuguang was not afraid of being recognized, he laughed and said, "I can't take care of that monk, and I can't take care of you two little bastards!"

Jiang Yizheng came back from the fright, sank into his dantian, and shouted loudly: "Father! Help!"

"Heh, call me father if you can't beat him?" Yan Liuguang kicked Feng Zizhang away, approaching Jiang Yizheng step by step, and said disdainfully, "Who is your father?"

"Her father is me." A long whip tied Yan Liuguang with a thicker and purer black mist than Yan Liuguang's body, and then he was kicked to the stern of the boat.

Yan Liuguang followed the prestige, and saw a stern man in black standing on the deck looking down at him. After seeing his appearance clearly, his expression twisted, "I'd rather not do it!?"

"Father!" Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng ran behind him.

Ning Buwei's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was very upset.

After finally seizing the opportunity to have a "deep" exchange with the surnamed Chu, it turned out that he had just fallen asleep with Chu Jun in his arms in the sea of ​​knowledge, and someone who didn't have long eyes came to spoil the fun.

There was a warm glow in the sky, the morning breeze was cool, and the sounds of getting up and moving began to be heard in the cabin.

Ning Buwei looked at the bound evil thing, "Where did it come from?"

Jiang Yizheng pointed guiltily at the broken butterfly on the ground, "I, I picked it up in the tomb before, but I didn't expect him to hide it inside..."

Feng Zizhang nodded, "Father, he is the monster who tried to take my life in the separation formation!"

Ning Buwei took a closer look and raised the corners of his mouth, "Yan Liuguang?"

Yan Liuguang said in a sharp voice: "I'd rather not do it! You and Yan Jinzhou have worked hand in hand to do all kinds of evil, and sooner or later you will become a monster that everyone shouts and kills! You will be cast aside by the world!"

Ning Buwei folded his arms and smiled, "No, I'm already a devil."

What Yan Liuguang wanted to scold was stuck in his throat.

"What's wrong with the devil! Even if my father is a devil, he is the best devil in the world!" Jiang Yizheng said indignantly.

Ning Buwei twitched the corner of his mouth that was originally hooked.

Feng Zizhang reminded her in a low voice beside him, "Sister, generally speaking, the worse the devil, the more powerful it is."

Jiang Yizheng suddenly realized, and immediately changed his words, with firmness in punishing evil and promoting good in his tone: "My father is the worst and most vicious devil in the world! He just took care of you for Tian Xingdao! Heh."

"That's right!" Feng Zizhang nodded with a righteous face, "A low-level evil like you is not enough to fit my father's teeth! Heh."

Just happened to step out of the door with one foot, Yang Lingzhu who was lucky enough to hear: "?"

Yan Liuguang who was threatened: "..."

Ning Buwei gritted her teeth and whispered, "...shut up."

For the first time, he felt that the behavior of talking harshly to others was full of embarrassment.

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng standing beside him, one on the left and one on the right, were cute and harmless in an instant.

Yan Liuguang was originally a tormented soul trapped in the separation and separation formation. He escaped from Mingsang's hands after being seriously injured, and then took advantage of the chaos to get into a container to recuperate. Among them, he didn't know his identity, until he saw Feng Zizhang again, he wanted to seize the house again.

It's just that he never expected that Ning Buwei was here.

He said bitterly: "I didn't expect Yan Jinzhou to be dead for more than 400 years, ha, he really deserves it! Sure enough, a cheap person has his own reward!"

Ning Buwei looked at him coldly, "It's clear that your Yan family set up a trap to harm her."

"It's good! If she didn't harm me, how could the Yan family harm her!" Yan Liuguang laughed, and then his smile twisted, "Ah, that's not right, even if she didn't harm me, it is absolutely impossible for her to escape from Licheng alive. Leave! That person surnamed Pei has some tricks, and actually let her stay in Licheng, retribution! Hahaha this is retribution!"

Ning Buwei grabbed him, and started soul searching without waiting for Yan Liuguang's reaction.

Yan Liuguang roared in pain, trying to attack Ning Buwei, "You madman! You even searched with your own soul! Madman!"

"Dad be careful!" Jiang Yi was rushing to block, but he froze in place before getting close to the whole person.

"Xiao Jiang?" Feng Zizhang wanted to drag her, but was stopped, "Tai Zun?"

Chu Jun hugged Ning Xiu who had just woken up, and said, "They are sharing the soul search memory, if you touch it, you will be forcibly taken in."

Feng Zizhang worried: "Shared soul search memories? Could it be that dad also searched his own soul along the way?"

Searching for souls can turn into stupidity if you are not careful. This is the first time Feng Zizhang heard that someone searched for souls and brought himself along.

"This Yan Liuguang is inhuman, and his soul has no carrier to attach to. Your father can only use his own soul as a medium." Chu Jun said calmly.

"Why such a big price?" Feng Zizhang was puzzled.

Chu Jun said: "He probably wants to find out something."

Feng Zizhang was still a little worried, "Then Xiaojiang—"

"She entered with Chengfeng's soul, and nothing will happen." Chu Jun looked at Ning Buwei, who was dignified and focused on searching for the soul, and Jiang Yizheng, who looked flustered, "It's just to take advantage of this to end a period of past obsession. "

Jiang Yizheng looks carefree on weekdays, and never hides anything in his heart. The biggest worry is what to eat today and tomorrow. Eating and waiting to die is a very happy life.

So after hearing this, Feng Zizhang was stunned, and he couldn't believe it: "Xiao Jiang... still has the obsession with his past?"

"Yeah." Chu Jun looked down at the ignorant Ning Xiu, and then glanced at the little puppet held in his arms, "It's just that it's the past after all, and after it's over, we shouldn't get too entangled, otherwise it will hurt you." People hurt themselves."

Feng Zizhang always felt that there was something in Tai Zun's words, as if he was not talking to him, and there was a rare touch of coldness in his voice, which sounded... more like some kind of threat.

Threat?

Feng Zizhang felt that he must have been frightened and confused, how could such gentle and kind people like Jing He Taizun threaten others.

"Ah?" Ning Xiu tugged at Chu Jun's clothes, pointing at Ning Buwei who was motionless.

Mother, what's wrong with Dad?

"It's okay, he will be back soon." Chu Jun wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth for him, and looked away.

The puppet held by Ning Xiu breathed a sigh of relief as he left with a threatening and murderous gaze, trying to grab Ning Xiu's little sleeve.

However, in the next moment, someone pinched his head and threw him into the ring.

"Ah~ huh?"

"Go and eat rice cereal first, and your father will be back after eating."

"clatter!"