Bao Yang, understand?

When Shen Fu woke up, his whole body was covered in cold sweat.

He had a very absurd dream. In the dream, he was in the mirror with blood and tears, and in the dream, Shi Ji's hair turned white all night.

Everything in the dream was unreal, but he couldn't tell what was real and what was fake.

Until he saw Shi Ji sitting beside him.

The tension in my heart suddenly relaxed.

"woke up?"

Shi Ji was reading the latest issue of a popular magazine, feeling that the fabric of the dress on it was so vulgar to the extreme, that is to say, the jewelry design barely catches the eye.There have been too many bad things recently, and shopping may be able to relieve such low emotions.

When he saw a good one, Shi Ji would circle it with a pen and throw it to his subordinates for arrangement.

Before long, they will have the jewelry delivered to their homes.

In the past, Shi Ji's hobbies were all gorgeous and gorgeous, but now he pays attention to those simple, exquisite, and cute accessories.

Because he thought it was suitable for Shen Fu.

"elder brother--"

Before Shen Fu could ask, Shi Ji was ready to answer.

"You fell asleep in the meeting room yesterday, and I carried you back," Shi Ji complained, "Didn't I tell you to go home early if you were sleepy? Why are you waiting for me?"

"Because I don't want to go home alone."

Shen Fu covered up the past.

"Did you have some nightmare?"

Shi Ji remembered that Ruan Zhinian mentioned that the little ghost cast a curse on Shen Fu, making Shen Fu see the most broken things.

"No."

Shen Fu shook his head.

That's not some nightmare, that's the future that will always arrive.

Shi Ji didn't become suspicious either, he just reached out and rubbed Shen Fu's head.

He no longer dared to let Shen Fu stay alone, even though he had his own feathers to protect Shen Fu, if anything happened, he would be too late.

After several times of thinking, if he randomly finds a monster to accompany Shen Fu, it will also scare Shen Fu, so Shi Ji can only ask Yan Yiyin to come and play games with him.

"Senior brother, you are really ungrateful, you are not at home to accompany Shen Fu when you have time, and you leave him to me all day, you are not afraid that I will take advantage of it."

"I'll lend you eight hundred guts, do you dare to offend Qilin?"

"That's true."

Yan Yiyin admitted his cowardice, and promised to come and accompany Shen Fu.

"No, brother, what are you going to do, leave your flowery and beautiful wife to me."

"Accounting."

Shi Ji really wanted to settle the score.

At the same time, on the other side, Wang Heran was packing up.

His already pale face was even paler now, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on his forehead.

"What are you looking for?"

Wang Jiaran followed behind him without knowing why.

"Escape! Escape!"

No matter what, Wang Heran never expected that he would provoke someone so unofficial.

The white demon king.

Why did he forget the name of the demon king, why did he just anger him.

If Shen Fu was really the demon king's lover, wouldn't he slap the demon king in the face by doing so.

"Where did you escape to?"

Wang Jiaran didn't know why, but was just curious about what happened to his brother, and something has been wrong since he came back.

Yes, where can I escape.

The mountains, rivers, vegetation, birds, beasts, insects and rocks are all under the demon king's world.

"Yeah, where can I escape to?"

Wang Heran lowered his hands and looked at the ground blankly.

"You really have nowhere to run."

Along with the sound came the demon wind.

In the apartment where Wang Jiaran and his younger brother lived, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the balcony door was violently pulled open by the dirty wind.

When the storm dissipated, the white demon king stepped on the plain floor tiles and came slowly.

"Shi Ji?"

Wang Jiaran can still recognize Shi Ji through his appearance, but why is this person's hair color really white all over his body.

Wang Heran took a step forward and stood in front of his sister.

"I did it, and it has nothing to do with my sister. If you want to kill or cut me, just come here alone."

What to kill or cut?

Although Wang Jiaran, who was standing aside, had never seen such a scene, because he had raised his younger brother for so many years, the real face of the world was not consistent with what most people saw.She faintly sensed the danger and clenched her hands tightly.

"You really deserve to die, a thousand cuts are not enough to vent your anger."

Shi Ji was very angry, but Ruan Zhinian patted his shoulder.

He also rushed over, afraid that Shi Ji would really get angry and kill the ghost, and then it would be difficult to explain his own affairs.

Wang Heran clenched his fists. He knew how strong the Demon King was, and he might not escape death under his hands.

"However, not only will we not kill you, but we will also provide you with a human body," Ruan Zhinian stepped forward, "You should really want a human body."

Ruan Zhinian's eyes fell on Wang Jiaran.

Mentioning this, even Wang Jiaran couldn't help being tempted.

"Is what you said true?"

Wang Heran looked back at his sister, reminding her not to be so excited.

This mode of slapping a sweet date with a slap is quite easy to use.

"Last night, the underworld took in a person whose lifespan was not yet over. That person insisted on reincarnation. I can let you possess that person and continue his unfinished life."

Ruan Zhinian throws out attractive conditions.

"How do you meddle in the affairs of the underworld as a human being?"

Limited by his spiritual power, Wang Heran couldn't see Ruan Zhinian's true identity at all.

"I am the ghost king."

Shi Ji also nodded to Ruan Zhinian and called out to him as his uncle, which also recognized his identity.

In this way, the two of them confirmed that they were not joking.

"Then what do you want?"

"Some answers," Ruan Zhinian replied, "and the soul suppressing powder in your hand."

Wang and Ranben also wanted to ask how they knew about Zhenhun San, but when they thought about the two of them, a ghost king and a demon king, their cognition and spiritual power were far superior to their own, so it was meaningless to entangle them.

And Soul Rescue Powder is not a big secret to me, it's okay to tell them, maybe these two people can avenge themselves.

Wang Heran was the name Wang Jiaran took after he picked him up. His original name had long been forgotten.

"I was abandoned by my parents when I was born. Maybe some people have bad luck in this life. It didn't take long for them to be picked up by those who taught them."

"Use it to teach?"

Shi Ji had never heard such a statement.

"It's a cult based on Taoism, pursuing immortality and going astray," Ruan Zhinian said about what he knew. With the hands taught by him, they seem to pick up abandoned babies, raise them until they are six or seven years old, and then split the soul and body, and insert a new soul into the body."

Hearing the splitting of soul and body, Shi Ji suddenly shook.

Shen Fu's soul and body were also torn apart, could it really be done by an organization.

Guessing the doubt in Shi Ji's eyes, Ruan Zhinian ignored it and let Wang Heran continue talking.

"Your Majesty, what you said is most of the cases, and there are exceptions like mine. My body was taken away by those evil ways. Because the horoscope is Yin, they refined me into a ghost. But then their leader died suddenly, and I I took advantage of the chaos and escaped to meet my sister."

Hierarch....Sudden death....

Shi Ji carefully chewed on the details.

"When did the leader suddenly die?"

"This—" Wang Heran was stunned for a moment. In the past, years were recorded with year names. "Tongzhi was three years old. I think it was the year of Jiazi."

Shi Ji counted the year with his fingers, turned his head to look at Ruan Zhinian: "Shen—"

The year when the Junzi Kingdom was destroyed and Shen Fu and Emperor Ji Hengwu disappeared.