Dressed up as his brother

The awakened remnant soul is unconscious, and can only run around instinctively until the power of the remnant soul dissipates.Nanrong had been in the jungle for a while, and there was nothing around him except the dancing will-o'-the-wisps, and he couldn't see anything at all.

In such an environment where he couldn't tell the direction, Chongyang walked firmly in one direction as if something was guiding him.

There are still three remnant souls, which Chongyang can feel.Nan Rong eliminates the remnant soul in the jungle, so if you walk in the direction of the remnant soul, you will definitely meet Nan Rong.

Chongyang ran in the jungle for about 5 minutes, and saw a group of rabbit-shaped will-o'-the-wisps, which were the remnants of hares.The remnant soul of the hare was squatting in a bush, and there was a hole under the grass, which was tightly blocked by the remnant soul of the rabbit.This seems to be its former lair, it ran over instinctively, but it was not very sure, so it froze in place and did not move.

The withered grass around the cave has been ignited, and the fire is getting bigger and bigger. Finally, the little rabbit in the cave couldn't stay anymore, and rushed out of the cave like crazy, piercing through the ghost fire body of the rabbit's remnant soul, and ran away in all directions. .

The original confused eyes of the rabbit's remnant soul flickered the moment it saw the little rabbit, but at the moment it flickered, a palm wind hit, and the remnant soul was scattered like bubbles with a "snap" .

Chongyang frowned and glanced at the scattered little hares. Some of the little hares' hairs were burned when they passed through the remnant soul's body. After running like this, there were several ignition points.

Chongyang stamped out a few smaller flames at his feet, got up and ran towards the direction where the last remnant soul fluctuated.This remnant soul was not far from his current location, and he saw it after running for a while.It was a bird. Chongyang couldn't tell what kind of bird it was. He could only see it spreading its wings and flying towards a towering tree.

Can't let it fly by.

Chongyang squatted down, and was just about to find a stone wrapped in spiritual power to knock down the bird, when there was a sound of "咻", a mahogany dagger flew from the side, flew straight towards the ghost bird, and pierced the ghost bird. the body of the bird.The will-o'-the-wisp collapsed in the air, turned into a dozen or so phosphorous fires and fell to the ground. At this time, another gust of wind hit, wrapping the falling phosphorous fires in the air for a few turns, and then extinguished.

Chongyang turned his head, not far away, Nan Rong with white clothes and silver hair came out.

Knowing how to control swordsmanship, no wonder the seven or eight scattered souls were killed so quickly.

"Why did you come here?" Nan Rong took the short sword that Chongyang flew back to his hand, and walked towards Chongyang quickly.

"Your sister is afraid that you will be burned to death." Chongyang said.

"I'll be fine." Nan Rong said and turned to leave again.

"Where are you going?" Chongyang pulled him back, "The remnants of souls have been cleaned up."

"I know, but the fire is still burning." The moment he found the remnant soul running into the jungle, Nanrong immediately sacrificed his flying sword, trying to extinguish the will-o'-the-wisp with the fastest speed, but he did his best. It still didn't stop the will-o'-the-wisp from spreading.

"So, are you going to put out the fire? Are you crazy? Those people outside have already run away. How can you put out such a big fire by yourself?" The Holy Mother should also have a limit. The culprit has all run away. What kind of hero is here.

"At the very least, we can't let the fire spread any further." Nanrong's eyes were full of firmness that Chongyang couldn't understand, "This jungle must not be burned."

"Isn't it just a jungle? If it burns, it will burn."

"No, there are not many jungles like this left on Earth." After finishing speaking, Nanrong shook off Chongyang's hand and strode towards the place where the fire was most intense.

Nanrong's behavior was so unreasonable in Chongyang's eyes. What happened to the jungle, it burned and burned, and after a few years, it would naturally grow back.When the ashes melt into the soil, the green shoots will grow more vigorously in the coming year, which is a law of nature.For thousands of years, everything on the earth has grown in this way.

Does this person want to redeem even the life of grass and trees?

"Hurry up like a law!" In the distance, Nanrong sprinkled a handful of charms towards the sky, the rays of light of the spells flickered, and after a while, they landed and turned into figures.

Subduing ghosts!

The technique of subjugating ghosts is that warlocks use powerful spiritual power to borrow idle ghosts. The ghosts rely on the talisman paper, rely on the warlock's spiritual power to act, and obey the warlock's orders.

Subduing ghosts can also be said to be a low-level version of the technique of Sowing Beans into Soldiers, but Sowing Beans into Soldiers requires a more advanced contract, which needs to be signed directly between the warlock and the ghost king or Hades, and requires the consent of the ghost king or Hades to invite ghost soldiers. lost.

"Dig a firebreak here, don't let the fire spread." After giving the order, Nanrong turned around and ran to another fire.Immediately, he performed another ghost spell, summoned the ghosts again, and continued to let them dig firebreaks.

Nanrong ran around like this, and when he encountered a smaller flame, he asked the ghosts to extinguish it directly with soil, and when he encountered a larger flame, he asked them to dig a firebreak.

But ghosts are ghosts after all, they are not real people, and although they are not afraid of death, they cannot last too long under the burning flames.In just a few minutes, most of the ghosts that Nan Rong had summoned by consuming talismans and power had dissipated.And the fire belt has just dug the beginning.As soon as the wind blew, the fire spread, thick smoke billowed everywhere, and the surrounding fire was dazzling, but the way forward could not be seen clearly.

Nan Rong stood there in frustration, looking at the burning flames, his eyes filled with despair.

He couldn't stop the fire.

Chong Yang followed Nan Rong all the time, he watched Nan Rong run in vain, he did not hesitate to use his spiritual power to cast ghosts, and he watched him try his best until he finally despaired.He originally thought that when Chongyang knew that he was powerless, he would take him out, which would be repaying his favor for helping Xiao Chongming.But when he looked at Nan Rong at this time, seeing the despair in the man's beautiful eyes, he felt a sense of irritability for no reason.

Without those shining eyes, no matter how good-looking a beauty is, she is just a puppet.

"Grass!" Chongyang kicked the dirt at his feet fiercely, and angrily walked in front of Nanrong.

Nanrong looked at him suspiciously.

"Lend me some luck." Chongyang yelled at Nan Rong angrily. It was more appropriate to say that he was extorting rather than borrowing.

Nanrong was puzzled.

"Why are you standing still, hurry up, be careful, I will regret not putting out the fire in a while."

repent?Extinguishing?

Nanrong's movements were one step faster than his rationality, he raised his hand to grab Chongyang's arm, and the power of luck poured into Chongyang's body without any money.

"Enough!" Chongyang withdrew his hand, and at the same time reached into his bosom with his right hand, and took out a stack of talisman papers.

Those were the talismans that Chongyang had just painted yesterday. In order to paint them, the wound on Chongyang's palm could not heal.

Chongyang held the talisman with one hand, nodded and closed his eyes, he muttered something, but he couldn't hear it clearly, the voice was deep and full of charm, like an ancient hymn, or a lost spell.

"Get up!" As if after a long time, and as if it was only an instant, Chongyang's closed eyes suddenly opened, and with a low shout, the talisman in his hand turned into golden light and flew towards the sky.

"I haven't used this technique for a long time. Whether it can be done or not depends on luck."

After Chongyang finished speaking, the formula in his hand changed rapidly, and the spiritual power in his body flowed out violently.

"Rain!"

Ten rays of golden light converged into a beam, soaring into the sky and sinking into the clouds.

"Boom~~"

A muffled thunder sounded out of nowhere, Nan Rong raised his head in astonishment, and saw billowing thunderclouds gathered above his head at some point.There was lightning flashing in the cloud, and with another thunder, the torrential rain poured down.

rain!

It's rain!

Nanrong turned his head in disbelief, and saw Chongyang shaking his body, about to fall.

"Chongyang!" Nan Rong's pupils shrank, he quickly stretched out his hand, half kneeling on the ground, barely able to support the person who was about to fall to the ground.

"Don't move, I'm out of strength." Chongyang's voice was extremely weak, if it wasn't for the close proximity of the two of them at this time, Nan Rong could hardly hear him, "Let me slow down."

"Okay." Nan Rong responded softly.

He didn't force Chongyang to get up, nor did he let go of his hand, but just kept standing quietly in a half-kneeling position, so that Chongyang would lean against his arm and not fall down.

The heavy rain poured down, as if the Milky Way stopped flowing. The rain poured into the fire field, but the sporadic small fires were extinguished in a short while, and the grass and trees in several places with larger fires were also wet, and the fire spread gradually stopped.

"It's raining? It's raining!"

Outside the scene of the fire, the crew members who had already moved their things and were about to escape found that there was a heavy rain outside the car, and they all shouted in surprise.

"The fire is extinguished, the director's fire is about to be extinguished." The head of the props team almost cried out. He was the one who lit the phosphorous fire, and he was already ready to go out and go to jail just now.

"It's gone, it's really gone." Director Zhang rushed into the rain curtain excitedly, watching the fire weaken until it was sporadic, and when the last spark disappeared, leaving only a little smoke, Director Zhang's legs softened and he knelt on the ground. on the ground.

"Director Zhang." The assistant director hurried over in fright.

"When the fire is extinguished, I'm not a sinner anymore. I'm not a sinner anymore." Director Zhang's biggest obsession in his life is filming. He likes filming, but it doesn't mean he will do whatever it takes to make a film.He wanted to shoot scenes in the jungle for the sake of realism, but with 1 guts, he wouldn't dare to burn down the jungle.

"Sister Sangsang, the fire is out, Mr. Nanrong and Mr. Chongyang will be fine." Xiao Gu excitedly grabbed Nansang's hand and was about to cry.When everyone chose to evacuate, only Nan Sang was unwilling to leave and insisted on waiting here for Mr. Nanrong to come out.Sister Nansang wanted to wait for her brother, and Xiao Chongming also clamored to wait for her brother. Both ancestors refused to leave, so Xiao Gu could only stay.God knows that she has gone through several rounds of life just now.

Nan Sang looked at the pouring rain outside, and smiled fiercely: "I knew, with that kid's luck, he wouldn't die, but it rained. It's a hell of a rainstorm on such a sunny day."

"That's right, it's a miracle. There were stars in the sky before." Xiao Gu nodded in empathy.

Xiao Chongming nestled in Nan Sang's arms, looked at the pouring rain outside, and said worriedly: "It's raining, I have to bring an umbrella to my brother."

The rain borrowed by Dao Shuqiang could not last for a long time, but within a quarter of an hour, the rainstorm stopped as suddenly as it came.

In the center of the fire, embracing, oh no, the two people who were supporting each other were already soaked at this time, and the two stood there like statues, enduring the most violent attack of the entire torrential rain.

Until Chongyang's hands and feet finally had some strength to move.

Nanrong noticed immediately: "How is it, are you okay?"

"You're blind, do I look good?" Chongyang scolded in a low voice.He was not feeling well and was in a bad mood.

The corner of Nanrong's mouth hooked up, as long as he has the strength to curse people, it's fine.

"I'll help you up."

"No need." Chongyang violently pushed away Nan Rong who wanted to help him, then leaned back and simply sat down on the ground.

Finally got the strength to sit down.

Nan Rong didn't move, and still kept a half-kneeling posture and stayed where he was.

"Has the fire gone out?" If not, there is nothing he can do.

"Well, it's gone." Nan Rong nodded.

"Fuck, it's a big loss." He probably won't be able to make up for the loss in ten days and half a month. "You owe me a favor, do you know?"

"Hmm." Nanrong said yes again.

"What are you, do you know that you have to repay the favor?" This person has no vision at all, so he doesn't think that he is the same as him.Chongyang, whose body had been hollowed out, was very annoyed, and stared at the man in front of him, needing a positive answer from him.

"Okay." Nanrong said with a smile in his voice.

Will laugh, finally not a puppet.Thinking of the pair of gray eyes before, Chong Yang suddenly wanted to see Nan Rong's eyes now, but unfortunately, Nan Rong's hair was wet from the rain and pressed tightly against his forehead, barely covering those beautiful eyes. Pale eyes.

Subconsciously, Chongyang raised his hand and brushed away the hair in front of Nanrong's forehead.

The smile in Nanrong's eyes was instantly replaced by astonishment, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly, with undried water droplets, dazzlingly beautiful.

Chongyang was dumbfounded.

One was stunned, the other stared dumbfounded. The two just stared at each other, but neither of them came back to their senses. In the end, the water droplets on the slender eyelashes could not withstand the call of gravity and dripped down.

Nanrong blinked reflexively, breaking the wonderful and ambiguous atmosphere.

Chongyang withdrew his hand in a "swish", pouted his neck and said: "Promise to look people in the eyes and say, otherwise who knows if you are perfunctory to me."

It was barely an excuse for his behavior of teasing people's hair just now.

"Okay." The corner of Nan Rong's mouth ticked again, "Let's go back."

"Yeah." Chong Yang didn't want to stay here anymore.

"I'll help you up." Nan Rong stretched out his hand again.

This time, Chongyang did not refuse, but just as the two of them got up from the ground, they turned their heads and saw two big black umbrellas. Under the umbrellas were the surprised, excited and joyful eyes of two girls and one child.

Ahhhh, the dream has come true, my childhood dream.

Xiao Gu was so excited that he almost broke the umbrella handle.

The author says:

小顾：有人知道我少女时的梦是什么吗？感谢在2022-04-0600:29:29~2022-04-0617:33:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 unknown person;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 18 bottles of Dongyuejiu; 424589333 bottles; 2 bottles of cans;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!