Dressed up as his brother

Chongyang didn't go to bed until nearly three o'clock last night. He planned to sleep until lunch and then wake up, but when it was just dawn, he felt a ghostly aura hovering around his door.

In Qingfeng Mountain, apart from trees and flowers, there are most of them are celestial masters. Would that ghost not think about coming here?Who else but his family.

Chongyang didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but his six senses are too strong, the ghost energy fluctuates up and down, and his mood fluctuates so much that he can't sleep well.

"Why are you squatting here so early in the morning?" Chongyang opened the door, staring impatiently at some two squatting by the door.

At the door of the room, Xiao Chongming squatted on the ground hugging the dog's neck, looking at Chongyang with a guilty conscience.

"Go play without talking, don't disturb my sleep." Chongyang said.

"I... Amao and I didn't make a sound." Xiao Chongming argued in a low voice, he didn't disturb his brother to sleep, he just squatted at the door and waited for his brother to wake up.

How does he explain this, how could he learn the lines of a certain idol drama and say that your existence disturbed my eyes?

"Tell me, what's the matter." Chongyang sighed, children really are the most annoying, they don't know how to look at people's faces.

Xiao Chongming puffed up his cheeks, as if he was trying to endure something, his eyes turned red: "Do you not want me anymore?"

Chongyang was stunned: "Where did you see that?"

What Chongyang meant was, where on earth did you come to such a sober and refined conclusion, and when you heard it in Xiao Chongming's ears, it was as if Chongyang had admitted it himself.

"You really don't want me anymore!" Xiao Chongming couldn't bear it anymore, and cried "Wow".

The crying sound was not small, and woke up Nan Rong who was resting in another guest room. Nan Rong subconsciously wanted to open the door and go out to check the situation, but suddenly stopped at the next moment.

"You like pretty brother, and I didn't object, why don't you want me." Xiao Zhongming burst into tears, and there was a big accusation in his small voice.

"When did I say that I don't want you anymore?" Chongyang felt a headache from Xiao Chongming's crying, "And I like Nan Rong, so is there any logical relationship with not wanting you?"

In the guest room, Nanrong's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Although his happiness is based on Xiao Chongming's sadness at this time, it doesn't matter, he will treat his brother-in-law well in the future.

"Did you secretly eat together last night?" Xiao Chongming asked.

They did eat supper yesterday, but they didn't eat it secretly. Could it be that in the child's concept, they didn't call him to eat it secretly?

"Yes, what's the matter?" Chongyang asked.

"I want to have a bite too, but if you don't give it to me, you still scold me. In the past, my pretty brother would give me anything delicious, but now it's changed. Are you guys going to get married, so you don't want my oil bottle. "Xiao Chongming cried again as he spoke, his whole body seemed to be annihilated by sadness.

Nanrong in the next room: "..."

How can children nowadays have so many ideas, they even know the word oil bottle.

What Nanrong didn't know was that during the time when Xiao Chongming's parents had just passed away, the words Xiao Chongming heard the most were about oil bottles.

"You have to be good, or your brother won't want you as an oil bottle."

"Be good, or when your brother marries his sister-in-law, he will definitely throw you away if he thinks you are a fool."

"My mother said that a child without parents is a fool."

"No one wants a tug bottle."

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Because of these words, Xiao Chongming has been acting very well during the time of being abused by the original owner. He feels that he is a fool, and his brother should not like him.But he couldn't stand it anymore, he would rather be thrown away as a drag bottle than stay with his brother.

But at this time, Chongyang came, and it took Xiao Chongming a long time to regain a sense of security from his brother.During this period of time, he was very happy, even when he was sleepwalking, because he knew that no matter where he sleepwalked, as long as he opened his eyes, his brother would definitely be by his side.

Chongyang looked at Xiao Chongming crying expressionlessly, Xiao Chongming seemed to be heartbroken this time, crying so hard, he looked like an abandoned woman, if he didn't have the rippling ghostly aura .

"Are you coming out by yourself or am I doing it?" Chongyang rubbed his brows.

"Where are you going?" Xiao Chongming didn't hear what his brother said.

"Pretend to be stupid." Chongyang couldn't take it anymore, just as he raised his hand to move, Xiao Chongming's aura suddenly changed, his black eyes turned green, and the little ghost king woke up.

Nanrong sensed the presence of the little ghost king, so he didn't hide any longer, and pushed the door and walked out.

"What do you want?" Chongyang held back his anger, with Xiao Chongming's obedience, it was impossible for him to squat at the door of his room early in the morning to sing such a bitter drama.And last night, Xiao Chongming hadn't eaten the midnight snacks they ordered.So this resentment for not having food definitely did not come from Xiao Chongming, but from the Little Ghost King.The most important thing is that this guy didn't intend to cover it up, as long as he wasn't blind, he could see the ghostly aura rippling around.

"Eat." The little ghost king stammered, "Give it to me, eat."

Chongyang suddenly understood why the little ghost king asked Xiao Chongming to talk about it, because the vocabulary of feelings is limited.

"I explained to you yesterday that you can't eat that thing." Nanrong had already walked up to him, and he followed the words of the little ghost king.

The little ghost king turned his head and looked at Nan Rong firmly with a pair of green eyes: "Eat, I want it."

Nan Rong pursed his lips and looked towards Chongyang.

Chongyang was woken up early in the morning, and Xiao Chongming was so angry that he was crying. At this time, he was even angrier. He waved his hand and opened a ghost door, pointed inside and said, "If you want to eat, go, go and eat, there is a buffet inside. Enough."

The little ghost king looked at the ghost gate, hesitated for a moment, finally shook his head and said: "I won't go."

"Don't you want to eat? The food is inside."

"I hate it, I don't like it." The little ghost king took another two steps back as he spoke, and then without waiting for Chongyang to speak, he closed his eyes and changed back.

Xiao Chongming woke up too fast, Chongyang didn't even have time to close the ghost gate, Xiao Chongming saw it at a glance, and suddenly shed two lines of tears.It was different from the previous crying, but silent tears, not even a trace of sadness on Xiao Chongming's face.

"Don't cry, I'll take you out to eat delicious food later, you can eat whatever you want, okay?" Nanrong wiped Xiao Chongming's tears with his fingers, seeing more and more tears, his fingers were not enough, Just as he was thinking about getting tissues, Gouzi Amao suddenly came over with a pack of tissues in his mouth.

After Nanrong took the tissue, Gouzi silently lay aside.

Nan Rong wiped it for a while, and saw that Xiao Chongming was only crying and silent, staring straight at the ghost gate, thoughtfully, and said: "Close the door."

Chongyang closed the gate of ghosts as promised.

And at the moment when the gate of hell closed, the tears in Xiao Chongming's eyes finally stopped.

At this time, even Chongyang noticed something abnormal: "Why are you crying?"

Xiao Chongming looked at Chongyang with grievances, Chongyang's eyelids twitched, and he took the lead in saying: "Don't worry, I won't let you go. What I asked was why you were staring at that door and crying?"

"I don't know." Xiao Chongming shook his head and said blankly, "When I saw that door, I felt empty in my heart, like... like... I was locked in a big, big room by myself. Inside, there is no one and no sound, and I can only sit in a daze every day. I feel so sad."

Xiao Chongming's answer stunned both of them.

That's... loneliness.

It is the loneliness that Ming, the master of ghosts and myths, precipitated from the endless years of ghosts and myths.

Neither Chongyang nor Nanrong could understand what kind of loneliness that was, but it was the loneliness that Ming, the master of ghosts and monsters, would rather die than leave.

This kind of loneliness made the little ghost king instinctively unwilling to go back to Guishen again, but in order to save Chongyang, he went back.

Between loneliness and saving Chongyang, he chose to save Chongyang.

Chongyang rubbed Xiao Chongming's head fiercely: "I'll take you out to play today."

"Really?" Although Xiao Chongming had a good time in Qingfeng Mountain, he occasionally wanted to go outside to play, "I want to go to the playground."

"Okay." Chongyang agreed.

Xiao Chongming cheered and went back to the house to change clothes.

Before going to the playground, in order to satisfy the little ghost king's regret that he didn't eat the original power last night, the two took Xiao Chongming to KFC.Xiao Chongming, who hadn't eaten fried chicken and chips for a long time, was satisfied and his eyes lit up.

"I'm asking you, didn't I just give you supper last night? Why did you cry like that this morning?" Chong Yang naturally knew that Xiao Chongming's crying was caused by the Little Ghost King. He asked this mainly to find out who the Little Ghost King was. How to influence Xiao Zhongming when he was sober.

Xiao Chongming felt a little embarrassed when he thought of himself in the morning: "I don't know what's wrong, I just want to cry, especially when I think of my brother didn't give me anything to eat last night. I'm sorry, I won't do it in the future."

Chong Yang and Nan Rong looked at each other: This is a certain ghost who left his sadness in his soul.

Chongyang thought for a while and said: "You can eat whatever you want, but if I don't give you food, you can't eat it, you know?"

"Understood, I will be obedient." Xiao Zhongming nodded obediently.

"It's better if Ming, Ming, will be obedient." Chongyang couldn't help muttering.

"Let's avoid him next time, go to my villa and open the door?" The door here is naturally a ghost gate, and he refers to the little ghost king.

The No. [-] ghost master said that he and Ming have been thinking of devouring each other for countless years, so it is their instinct to devour each other, and it is almost impossible for the little ghost king to stop coveting the original soul power.If they hadn't reacted quickly last night, and they hadn't been injured in Guishen, the original power would have been almost swallowed by the little ghost king.

However, the source of soul power is inherently dangerous, and they were not injured yesterday, firstly because they were caught by surprise, and secondly because they were not interested in fighting, so they will not be so lucky next time.If they worked so hard to snatch the original power back, but they were all swallowed up by the little ghost king, then what is the point of doing all this?

Is it necessary to use the little ghost king to mend the sky in the end?

"Do you think it's enough to change the house? He has been to all the ancient battlefields in Huaguo just to have a late-night snack." Chongyang complained.

Nan Rong was dumbfounded, the ancient battlefield has been so peaceful recently, he almost forgot the "glorious past" when the little ghost king went out to eat supper.

After dinner, the three of them went to the playground again. There were many amusement facilities in the playground. It was rare for Chongyang to accompany Xiao Chongming patiently. However, Xiao Chongming was not tall enough and couldn't play many exciting activities. Riding a merry-go-round, riding a cruise ship and the like.Even so, Xiao Chongming was still very happy.

Finally, the trip to the playground ended after the family of three watched the fireworks on the Ferris wheel.

As soon as he got in the car, Xiao Chongming fell asleep in seconds.

Nanrong started the car and navigated home.

"Go to the Ability Bureau." Chongyang suddenly said.

"Now?" Nanrong was taken aback.

"Now." Chongyang nodded.

"Okay, I'll call Bureau Ren." Chong Yang would not go to the Ability Bureau if he had nothing to do.

The phone was connected quickly, and Director Ren's voice sounded: "Nan Rong, I was just about to ask you, did you realize your epiphany last night?"

Nanrong knew that it should have been heard by Bureau Ren because of the movement they made yesterday when mending the sky: "I'll come over and talk to you about this in a while."

"You want to come over? Okay, I'll wait for you in the office." Ren Ju was pleasantly surprised.

"There is also Chongyang." Nan Rong added.

Director Ren's surprise came to an abrupt end, and the other end of the phone paused for a moment before asking, "Did he follow you along the way, or did he come on his own initiative?"

Listening to the cautious voice on the other end of the phone, Nan Rong gave Chong Yang a look, which means look at how scared Ren Ju is.

Chongyang directly reached out and took the phone over, and said in five concise words: "I have something to ask you."

There was another moment of silence on the other end of the phone, before Ren Ju's forced calm voice came: "What's the matter?"

"I heard that your Ability Bureau has a hidden treasure pavilion?" Chongyang said directly, "I want to borrow some strange treasures."

"Yibao, you think so..." Ren Jue almost blurted out a beautiful word, and suddenly thought of the process of the Chongyang Festival last time when he wanted the vitality water, he quickly turned a corner, "What do you want to do?"

"Take me to meet the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures for a friendly exchange." Chongyang said.

Ren Ju understands, Chongyang intends to start fulfilling his promise of eating, sleeping, and fighting ghosts and monsters.

Director Ren agreed without hesitation for too long: "Okay, I approve."

People from the Ability Bureau can't participate in the grand cause of eating, sleeping and fighting the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures, but they can still participate in things like this.

As soon as Nanrong heard that Chongyang was going to the Treasure Pavilion to pick up magical weapons, he took the initiative to help him select them: "Although there are many strange treasures in the supernatural power bureau, there are not many that are more powerful than fierce soldiers. At present, only Jianmuzhi can Resist the ghostly aura of the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures. As for the evil soldiers, the Ability Bureau has sealed a few pieces, the power...the sealing time is too long, I can't say."

"Are there many Magical Artifacts with Artifact Spirits?" Chongyang asked.

"Qi Ling is so arrogant and easily ignores people, we can't confirm it. It is said that there is Qi Ling in the Qiankun Disk, but it is just a rumor." Nanrong said.

arrogant?Chongyang curled his lips when he thought of a certain spirit who had been crying all night because his energy was taken away by him.

There was nothing to say along the way, and the car soon arrived at the Ability Bureau.

The two first went to the office to find Bureau Ren, and then Bureau Ren led them to the Treasure Pavilion.

"There is a guard formation outside the Treasure Pavilion, which is very dangerous. You need a formation talisman to cooperate with special steps to enter." Ren Jue held a mahogany token in his hand, "This is the formation talisman. There are two formation talismans. One is in the bell. The old hand, one in my hand, only the two of us can open the treasure pavilion in the entire power bureau. Go in later, you follow me, how do I go, how do you go, don't step on the wrong foot."

Nanrong had been to Zangbao Pavilion before, he knew all of this, Ren Ju's words were obviously meant to Chongyang, but he still nodded cooperatively.

"Come on, Luo Li, isn't it just a beast hunting formation?" Chongyang took a step forward impatiently, and the man disappeared into the formation.

"!!!" Ren Bureau.

"..." Nan Rong.

The two hurriedly followed in, but when they walked through the formation and entered the Treasure Pavilion, Chongyang had already arrived first.

He was standing at the door, confronting an old man with white beard and hair and leaning on a dragon-headed crutch. From a distance, he heard Chongyang's voice: "I know you, you are the one who launched the Soul Devouring Formation to destroy my brother's soul!" bodied people."

Bureau Ren's expression changed drastically, and he rushed over like Fei Ye: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

Regardless of Mr. Zhong's stunned expression, Director Ren pulled Chongyang aside, and said in a low voice, "Fellow Chongyang, haven't we already turned the page on the past? Why do you settle the score after the fall?"

"You have killed my brother so many times, now you just turn over the chapter if you say so?" Chong Yang sneered, "Director Ren, do you have some misunderstanding about my temper?"

Ren Ju was frightened and looked at Nan Rong for help.

Nanrong didn't know why, but he still said: "Don't you want to choose a magic weapon? Go ahead and have a look."

"Yes, yes, let's look at the utensils first, Mr. Zhong, and open the door of the Treasure Pavilion." Ren Jue hurriedly continued.

Ren Ju had already greeted Mr. Zhong, but before Chongyang came alone, Mr. Zhong didn't see Mr. Ren, so he didn't let Chongyang in.At this time, the Ren Bureau came, and Mr. Zhong didn't stop him any more. He raised his hand and pressed lightly on the door of the Treasure Pavilion. The spiritual power flowed along the mottled traces on the copper door, and finally gathered into a complicated pattern.

With a "click", the door of the Treasure Pavilion opened.

"Let's go." Ren Ju walked in first, and when he turned around, he found that Chongyang hadn't moved, and was looking at the formation pattern on the bronze door with relish.

Ren Ju's heart skipped a beat, this guy wouldn't memorize the way to open the door just by looking at it.The more Director Ren thought about it, the more flustered he became, and just when he couldn't bear it and dragged the person away to prevent Chongyang from seeing him again, Chongyang moved by himself.Pass him and go straight into the Treasure Pavilion.

Has this guy already remembered? !

Bureau Ren really wanted to ask, but he desperately held back.

"This is the Treasure Pavilion of the Ability Bureau, which gathers thousands of years of profound knowledge of Taoism. Do you want to..."

"It's so shabby." Chongyang directly interrupted Ren Ju's introduction, "Looking for a magic weapon that is more than a thousand years old."

He glanced at the surroundings and didn't want to take a second look.

Their thousand-year-old collection of the Ability Bureau is despised like this, but if you despise it, you can despise it. If you don't like it, you won't steal it in the future.

The more Ren Ju thought about it, the more sad he felt: "Inside, follow me."

A few people walked to the innermost part, passed through a small door, and entered a smaller treasure room.

"These are magical artifacts that are more than a thousand years old." Ren Ju didn't bother to introduce them anymore, fearing that Chongyang would say something shabby again, and he would have a heart attack.

"The Qiankun Pan, Soul Devouring Formation, and Jianmu Branch are all not here." Chongyang asked.

"Those are the three strange treasures of the Ability Bureau, and they are kept separately. Do you want them?" Ren Ju was a little bit reluctant, even if he couldn't use these three strange treasures on weekdays, let alone borrowed them.And lending it to Chongyang Festival is basically a meat bun beating a dog.

"I'll give you one at most!" Ren Ju gritted his teeth, no matter what, Chongyang is also fighting for the world.

"Okay, then give me the Soul Devouring Formation." Chongyang said.

"Okay, Mr. Zhong, please go and get it." Ren Ju said to Mr. Zhong with a heartbroken heart.

Elder Zhong nodded and left on crutches.

Chongyang continued to stroll around the treasure room, walking here and looking there, Nan Rong followed behind Chongyang, introducing a few words from time to time.Ren Ju stood aside, wondering how many treasures Chongyang would take away in a while.

Halfway through the treasure room, Mr. Zhong came back and handed a box containing the Soul Eater Array to Chongyang: "This is the Soul Eater Array. I will write it to you later on how to open it."

"No, I will use it."

Mr. Zhong asked subconsciously: "The Soul Devouring Formation has been lost for hundreds of years, and it took us more than 30 years for the Ability Bureau to figure out how to use it. How do you know?"

Ren Ju and Nan Rong also looked over.

For such sharp questions, Chongyang calmly gave everyone a bloody answer: "The reason why the Soul Devouring Formation was lost is probably because I didn't tell you how to use it."

This answer even made Nanrong feel a little urge to curse, but Mr. Zhong was only surprised for a short time, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, it's a good thing if it hasn't been lost."

Chongyang took away the Soul Eater Formation and continued to visit the treasure room. In the end, he didn't choose any magic weapons in the room, but chose a box of talisman papers.

"You want this?" Mr. Zhong was surprised, "This talisman paper was found in an ancient tomb in the early years. There was nothing in that ancient tomb, only this box of paper has a faint aura, which has not rotted for thousands of years. We guessed that it was the talisman paper that the ancients used to draw talismans, and tried to draw talismans on it, but no matter what we drew on it, the spiritual power would be swallowed by the paper, and the talisman could not be formed."

"This talisman paper is called a blood talisman, and it is used in a special way. Before painting, it must be soaked in blood for three days. The stronger the blood, the stronger the talisman." Chongyang replied.

"So that's how it is." Mr. Zhong's doubts for many years were solved. This is paper. No one would soak paper in water, let alone blood.No wonder the aura has been around for thousands of years. Everyone knows it is a treasure, but they don't know how to use it.

"Chongyang Daoist is so powerful, whoever soaks the talisman paper with your blood must be extremely powerful?" Ren Ju said so, but what he thought in his heart was, hehe, so many papers are enough for you to drink a pot.

"It's rare to find such a good talisman paper. If I use my blood, it would be a waste." The craftsmanship of this talisman paper is really lost, and it will be gone when it is used up.

"Then whose one do you want to use?" Ren Ju was curious, was there a celestial master stronger than Nanrong, his master?

"You want to use Xiao Chongming's blood?" Nan Rong figured it out, and he looked at Chongyang in disbelief.

Chongyang nodded with a smile, as expected, the beauty is the smartest.

Ren Ju was also greatly shocked, he was used to the scene of Chongyang killing his younger brother, he never thought that Chongyang would be willing to use his younger brother's blood to soak the talisman paper.

What a ruthless man.

However, Xiao Chongming is the reincarnation of the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures, his blood is at the level of the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures, and the talisman paper soaked with his blood is indeed the strongest.

Even in ghosts.

The author says:

Six thousand chapters, made up yesterday's.

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