You are my world

In the end, Wang followed Park Seung-ji to Fengyang. As for Park Xiao-wu, he only saw Park Seung-ki but the king, and then watched his master's carriage leave with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, let's keep watching, there's no shadow left, let's go, go back." Liu Bowen dragged Pu Xiaowu away by the collar.

Park [-] and Park [-] each drove a car, and Gu Lele sat in the same car boredly. The reason was that men and women could not get along with each other. Because Gu Yixian and Park Shengji had something to discuss, they would definitely be in the same carriage. Now that I can be alone, I originally wanted to bring the wood to accompany me, but unfortunately her brother was not happy, so Gu Lele lay on the soft cushion and watched the roof of the car count the sheep.

In the other carriage, there was a low table in the middle with built-in cabinets on both sides. The three sides of the low table were covered with cushions. Park Shengji and Wang sat inside, while Mu Yuan and Gu Yixian sat on one side.

He didn't say anything, just talked about some things after the separation, but it was obvious that Park Seung-ki was also curious about Mu Yuan, because Mu Yuan kept his head down and didn't speak, even if he looked up, he only looked at Gu Yixian, as if the others were nothing.

As for why Wang is not jealous of Park Seung-ki's attention to Muhara, it is because he also likes Muhara himself, even though he just met him for the first time, but he still likes him instinctively, Wang doesn't know why.

The wheels whirled and turned, and arrived at Fengyang half a month later.

Far away, Park Seung-gi felt a dark air, opened the curtain of the car, and Fengyang County not far away was shrouded in a layer of darkness. Although it was very light, ordinary people could not see any difference, but Park Seung-ki It can be seen clearly, the dark air is getting stronger the closer to the center.

Pu Shengji frowned, and said to Pu Yiyi who was driving, "Xiao Yi, be careful."

"Understood, master." Pu Yi, who had also started to practice, could naturally feel the darkness, so he nodded in response.

Park Seung-ki knew how to ride a carriage, but Wang couldn't help but feel a little worried because of the embarrassment on his face.

"Seung Ji, what's wrong?" Wang asked.

Park Seung-ji held Wang's hand and said, "This city is surrounded by darkness, presumably there are monsters at work. Be careful to hug yourself after entering the city."

Hearing what Park Seung-ki said, Wang felt a little worried, and even Seung-ki was a little worried. He didn't know if he would be in danger. He just hoped that Seung-ki would not be injured.

"Is it serious already?" Gu Yixian asked.

"Well, yes, there is a layer of black clouds above, it seems that the weather is bad and it will rain, but it is not, it is something dark." Park Seung-ki explained.

"It seems that many people have died in this month." Gu Yixian said, but his tone was a little sad.

"I will protect you, you don't have to worry." Mu Yuan looked at Gu Yixian and said very seriously.

Gu Yixian looked at Mu Yuan with a rare smile, it really was wood, what Lele said was right.

When we first met, Muyuan was leaning on a round piece of wood, because it was later called Muyuan.

Gu Yixian didn't actually want to save people, but it was getting late, and the place where Muyuan was lying was suitable for pitching a tent, because he just seemed to carry him into the tent from the side of the log, so the benefactor was born in this way, and Muyuan, who had no memory, sold himself directly up.

Thinking about it carefully, Gu Yixian felt that he was not good to Mu Yuan, especially after having a husband and wife relationship with him, he used to be a pure bodyguard, but now he has the job of sleeping with him. Thinking about it, Gu Yixian feels that he is not a what a good thing.

Seeing Gu Yixian smile, Mu Yuan rolled his eyes with some doubts, as if he didn't understand.

"Hehe, idiot." Gu Yixian looked at Mu Yuan and smiled, beckoning to Mu Yuan, Mu Yuan paused for a moment, Gu Yixian didn't scold, just watched, Mu Yuan finally sat beside Gu Yixian.

Gu Yixian stretched out a hand to embrace Mu Yuan's side, and Mu Yuan's head was almost lowered to the table.

Gu Yixian didn't mind, Wang Qi and Park Shengji both showed their affection generously, so he was embarrassed if he had anything.

After a while, the carriage drove to the gate of the city.

The soldier guarding the gate looked at Pu Yiyi: "Are you really going in? Recently, Fengyang County can only enter and cannot enter." The soldier guarding the gate also had good intentions, but he was kicked by another person who seemed to be the head. As soon as it opened, he let people in. Pu Yi didn't look at the person on the ground, but said to the car curtain, "Master, we're entering the city."

"Yeah." Park Seung Gi responded.

Both carriages went in, and the chief guard kicked the soldier just now, pulling him aside.

"Are you a fool? You can't always remember what I said. If you don't want to die, you'd better think clearly about what you should do and what you shouldn't do." The head guard said to the soldiers, a bit resentful tone.He didn't want to commit crimes, but the higher-ups ordered him to go in and out, so how could the people who came to the door let him go.

Although many people have died recently, after all, there are still a large number of people who are alive. Although I also realize that some people have disappeared, but if you want to survive, you must do your job well, close your ears, and shut your mouth tightly.

Huangjue Temple is not as dilapidated as it used to be. More than ten years ago, after Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne and settled down, he sent people to rebuild Huangjue Temple, but the next time he visited in person, he saw Master Xingyun. Zhu Yuanzhang was completely dumbfounded at that time, although I got the throne, but I still felt cheated. Since then, I have never been to Huangjue Temple, but the money for repairing the temple is still allocated on time every year.

Huangjue Temple could only go up, so Pu Shengji and the others got out of the car. The house that used to be halfway up the mountain is still there, and nothing has changed inside. The main reason is that Xingyun ordered people to clean it up.

Because a lot of people died recently, and a lot of people came to worship Buddha in Huangjue Temple, Master Abbot was happily collecting money for sesame oil, of course he couldn't see it on his face.

Seeing Gu Yixian and the people around him, the abbot immediately got up and left the hall, and went to the wing room in the backyard.

Gu Yixian led them to the innermost courtyard of the temple, which was the wing of the Abbot and Master Xingyun.

Master Xingyun was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard drinking tea, very leisurely, as if he was not worried about the dark clouds all over the sky at all.

"Oh, the little guy has grown so big." Master Xingyun recognized Park Shengji at a glance, and the corner of Park Shengji's mouth twitched, you are just a little guy.

"You are very leisurely, you don't seem to be worried at all?" Park Shengji sat on the stone bench beside the stone table, holding Wang in his arms, because there were only three stools, and because the other one belonged to Gu Yixian, and Mu Yuan stood behind Gu Yixian , As for Gu Lele not knowing where to go when he got off the carriage, Pu Yi and Pu Er were naturally guarding the door of the wing room.

"What am I worried about, this is your fault, and you will naturally solve it." Xingyun looked at Park Seung-ki and said, and then looked at Wang, with a laid-back look on his face, giving people a feeling of indebtedness.

Park Seung-ki naturally saw Xingyun's eyes on Wang, and couldn't help hugging Wang even tighter, hoping that Wang would not think too much.

It's just that Wang was obviously attracted by Xingyun's words, looked at Xingyun and asked, "What does this have to do with Shengji?"

"You should have the memory of the last life, so you naturally understand that the progress of this life has been accelerated a lot. Although fewer people died in Korea, but more people died in the Yuan and Ming dynasties. All this is because of Park Seung-ki. I want to help you, as the saying goes, there is a grievance and a debtor, because these grievances will naturally find Park Seung-ki." Xing Yun said the original in a very flat manner, as if he didn't see Park Seung-ki's blocking eyes.

Wang hugged Park Seung-ki nervously, his eyes were full of worry, Park Seung-ki was a little dissatisfied, but he couldn't get angry at Xing Yun.

"Tsk tsk, what kind of look is that, little guy, I'm doing it for your own good, you can't handle it alone, don't treat your wife so badly, okay, she used to be a good one." Xingyun suddenly shut up, coughing twice Shengcai said: "Go into the room and say, go into the room and say, hey, people are old and easy to catch cold."

Park Seung-gi felt nauseous. Although Nebula stopped just now, the sensitive Park Seung-ki still guessed that Nebula knew Wang's identity. After all, he even knew about Wang's recovery of memory, but he didn't know what Nebula's identity was. But anyway, Nebula He was helping them, so if Xingyun didn't say his identity, Park Seung-gi naturally wouldn't ask.

"You know this is where the little pig started. There were ghosts. I thought someone was going to target the little pig, but later I found out that it was not. These ghosts were very weak at first. I had collected a lot of them, but then suddenly they became more and more serious. More and more, more and more serious, I feel a little abnormal, I think maybe what I told you at the beginning has come true, I know you are coming to Daming, so I asked Yixian to find you, one after another In the past month, these are not just wronged souls and remnant souls, but have become Nian, which can devour souls and strengthen yourself. You can also see the black air in the sky. The situation is a bit serious, so the next step is to rely on Yourselves, after all, this is your karma, I think you will work hard for your wife, little guy." Xing Yun said.

That's natural, but it's useless to just listen to this resentment as if it is very powerful, and it needs to be actually contacted.

The author has something to say: Why is it always stuck at 370 and the number of collections has not increased?

Next, we will focus on Fengyang's "Nian".