I, C, attend the funeral

Zhao Yin went to the front to order drinks and pay.

In the small and fresh private room, only Zihe and Wang Xue sat facing each other.

Wang Xue was very cautious, and she was a little restless.

"Zhao Yin looks handsome playing basketball, huh?" Zihe leaned on the sofa, with his arms spread out on the back of the sofa, his legs crossed, and he looked like a big guy.

Wang Xue swallowed, and started...

She opened her mouth, said nothing, lowered her head, and nodded weakly.

"Zhao Yin is in good shape, huh?" Zihe raised his eyebrows again, his voice was cool.

Wang Xue pursed her lips aggrievedly, and nodded again.

When Zhao Yin came in, he saw such a scene.

He frowned, stretched out his foot and kicked Zihe.

Zihe, who was in the interrogation posture of a boss just now, immediately closed Erlang's legs, raised his chest obediently, put his hands on the table, smiled gently, and was as quiet as a chicken.

Zhao Yin first put the envelope on the table and asked:

"Do you recognize this envelope?"

Wang Xue was stunned for a moment, her love letter was given to Zhao Yin a month ago, and she signed her name clearly, why did Zhao Yin keep it until now, and still come to ask her if she wrote it?

She tucked back the broken hair around her ears, and looked down at the envelope.

"Ah, I didn't write it!" Wang Xue seemed to see the dawn suddenly.

Huh?Zhao Yin didn't look for her because she wrote him a love letter!

Zhao Yin nodded, carefully looked at Wang Xue's expression, and after confirming that he was not lying, he took out the folded letter and pressed it in front of Wang Xue.

"Do you recognize this handwriting?"

Wang Xue looked at Zhao Yin, then timidly glanced at Zihe, Zihe nodded towards her encouragingly, without any threat.

Only then did she look down at the letter in front of her seriously, and when she wanted to pinch it to read, Zhao Yin kept pressing the letter paper and did not let go.

She had no choice but to lower her head and take a closer look at the last column of words displayed after folding.

"Ah, isn't this Yu Qing's handwriting?" The best friend's handwriting, she and Yu Qing often write letters to play with each other, so it's easy to recognize.

"Yu Qing?" The quiet and introverted female classmate appeared in Zhao Yin's mind, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Wang Xue nodded.

"Thank you, this drink is for you." Zhao Yin handed the milk tea to Wang Xue, and was about to leave to find Yu Qing.

Wang Xuemei took the drink happily, thinking that she might be the only one in the school who was invited to drink milk tea by the bully.

"By the way, Yu Qing asked for leave today. It seems that she is not feeling well these days." Wang Xue dutifully provided Zhao Yin with information for this cup of milk tea.

"Uncomfortable?" Zhao Yin asked.

"Yeah, it seems like... I can't sleep at night, I always have nightmares, and I'm a little groggy during the day, and I have a little fever." Wang Xue was also a little worried when she said it.

"Do you know where Yu Qing's family lives?" Zhao Yin asked immediately. It seemed that it was more serious than he and Zihe thought.

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So, without any suspense, for the great cause of catching ghosts, Xueba Zhao Yin played truant again.

Sitting in the back seat of Zhao Yin's car, Zihe couldn't help but start thinking, what will he encounter this time while hunting ghosts?

It stands to reason that he had already eaten the pen fairy yesterday, and at most Yu Qing would be unlucky or have a minor illness because of the evil spirit. How could she have nightmares and have a fever and serious illness?

He always felt that maybe it wasn't that simple.

The answer can only be known after meeting Yu Qing.

Moreover, Yu Qing was able to summon the Pen Immortal, so the place where Yu Qing summoned the Pen Immortal must have his soul energy.

It is very possible that it was not the pen fairy that caused Yu Qing's illness and trance, but the evil thing attached to his soul.

"Did you bring the official hammer and other items?" Zihe asked a little uneasy.

"Bring it." Zhao Yin replied in the wind.

Really reliable.

Although the hammer is heavy and those things are not light, I still carry it on my back every day.

The weather in late autumn is already very cold. Hearing that the temperature is cooling today, Zhao Yin even put on a school uniform jacket over the long-sleeved T-shirt——

The blue embarrassing sportswear-style jacket is worn on Xiaodie, but it is extraordinarily youthful.

She really deserves to be her own body, and she looks like a big brand in everything she wears.

Zihe was sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, and when he was moving forward, Xiaodie had actually blocked most of the autumn wind for him, but he still felt a little chilly.

Just thinking about shrinking his neck, he suddenly felt wet on his eyelids.

He tugged at his sleeves, not taking it seriously. A few minutes later, the exposed skin felt a little wet.

Looking up at the sky, Zihe was astonished to find——

It actually... snowed?

The floating fine crystals scattered sparsely in the air and fell slowly.

He stretched out a hand to catch it, and the small snowflakes fell on the palm of his palm, and were quickly melted into a drop by the body temperature.

The temperature hasn't dropped below freezing yet!

And...it's only the beginning of October, how could it snow? ? ?

Zhao Yin also felt something was wrong, he squeezed the handbrake, stopped on the side of the road with his feet on the ground, and looked up at the sky.

The sky is getting more and more cloudy, and the snow is drifting and getting bigger.

Pedestrians passing by all around stopped in amazement, all looking up at the sky.

"It's not right..." Zhao Yin keenly sensed something was wrong, and he reached out to catch the snowflakes.

And at the moment when the snowflakes were blowing, the temperature around him also began to drop sharply, Zhao Yin soon felt his fingers were stiff, and his whole body shivered.

There should be ten degrees above zero just now...

Zihe also raised his head, his expression became more and more serious, and he finally spoke after a while: "There is a faint yin energy around, although it is very light, but the snowflakes are caused by this yin energy."

The two of them were both shocked and puzzled when Zihe's cell phone rang in his pocket.

Both were taken aback.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He picked it up and said, "Hello?"

The other side was silent, and finally said after a long time: "Zihe..."

The voice is sticky and gloomy, obviously it has been modified.

Zihe was stunned, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, but he couldn't explain why.

this sound...

"you are?"

"Oh, you don't remember anything..." When this man spoke, every word was slow, and every two words were glued together, as if a poisonous snake was crawling, slowly but meandering forward, making people feel uncomfortable. People are nervous, and at some point, he will suddenly break this calm tone and become vicious and fierce.

"Who the hell are you?" Zihe growled inexplicably, suddenly bursting into anger.

Hearing Zihe's questioning on the other side, he suddenly laughed, the laughter was low and gloomy.

"Because you are getting stronger and stronger, the soul fire you left here is also getting stronger and stronger. After accepting the altar sacrifice, I finally woke up. Don't worry, I will come to see you soon ..." The owner of the voice seemed to be very familiar with Zihe, his tone was very light, revealing a vicious intimacy.

"Who the hell are you?" Zihe gritted his teeth and couldn't help but swear!

Zhao Yin frowned and looked at Zihe worriedly.

"I won't tell you, I want you to...remember it yourself." The other party's voice was pleasant, and after saying this, he hung up the phone suddenly.

Zihe stared at the phone screen, his heart was beating irregularly, he felt both inexplicable and terrified - he, he forgot very important things, and people.

After returning, he must immediately suck out the soul energy stored on the Yin Soldier Talisman, he... he must restore all memories as soon as possible!

Regardless of memory, what the hell is he doing!

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yin stretched out his hand to pinch Zihe's shoulder and asked anxiously.

Just as Zihe was about to raise his head to answer, the phone suddenly rang again.

Still an unknown number.

He pressed the answer button hard, moved it to his mouth, and shouted angrily: "Who the hell are you?"

The person on the other side seemed to be overwhelmed by his temper, and after a long time, he murmured, "I... I'm Little Eleven... Kret told me your number..."

"..." Zihe choked, took a long time to catch his breath, and said softly, "Oh, I thought it was someone else."

"Others?" Eleven, who was on the other side of the phone, was silent for a while, before speaking: "Brother didn't say to call me when he was done with his work. I have a lot of things to tell you."

"I just finished my work yesterday, and I went out again today... I met a pen fairy, and I'm going to have a look." Zihe slowly relaxed, although he was still feeling uncomfortable, he was already much better.

The snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, and Zhao Yin made a phone call nearby.

"Did you see it snowing?" Little Eleven said suddenly.

"Of course." Zihe frowned, "Do you know why it's snowing? I can also see Yin Qi..."

"Senior Brother, I went to the Hungry Ghost Dao branch altar just to find Master's burial site and your body." Xiao Shixi suddenly cut to the chase, he really couldn't wait for Zihe to reply to his memory bit by bit like squeezing toothpaste up.

He wants to tell his senior brother all about his progress now.

"My body?" Zihe's eyes fell to Zhao Yin who was standing a step away, looking at him with arms folded.

Which body is he?

"Anyway... just... your body hasn't rotted or been burned, and it's still there. I just don't know where... I found a clue, it should be in the Hungry Ghost Realm, but it's not in the branch..." Xiao Shi After finishing speaking, before Zihe could open his mouth, he said:

"When I first came to Hungry Ghost Dao, Qiao Dong, the branch altar leader in Tanshan City, was still there. During the fight, he fled with a cornucopia. I haven't found the whereabouts of the branch altar leader until now. The police don't know. If you have any clues, you can ask Li Juanshen."

"Cornucopia?" Zihe was puzzled.

"Oh, brother, why don't you know anything?" Little Eleven couldn't help muttering.

"..." Zihe twitched his eyebrows, both ashamed and angry.

"No... I can't blame you. Anyway, the cornucopia is a magic weapon that can hold many ghosts and souls. It is used for sacrifices. I suspect that the sub-altar master is holding the cornucopia to find the Hungry Ghost Dao General Altar. Lord, it is very likely... that it will be used in the sacrifice to revive the altar master." Little Eleven muttered, and continued in one breath:

"I suspect that the chief altar master is not dead. Although the master went all over the world to exterminate the hungry ghosts after leaving Zixuan Temple, he obviously didn't kill the grass. It is very likely that the hungry ghosts are not dead, leaving a remnant soul, just like you, senior brother."

"This hungry ghost Taoist..." Zihe raised his eyebrows, "It should be alive, the one who called me just now is probably him."

"What?" Little Eleven suddenly raised his voice.

"..." Zihe hurriedly took the phone away.

"What did you say? He...he called you?" Little Eleven seemed to have received a huge shock, "What did he say?"

He was very nervous.

"I didn't say anything, just said he's back." Zihe was still a little confused, suddenly, there was too much information.

"Ah, my God, brother, when are you free these days? Can you come back to the Taoist temple, let's chat, no, I have a lot of things to tell you." All became tense.

He has been chatting with his senior brother for hundreds of years, chanting "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, take a step back to open the sea and the sky, be happy, be open-minded, be rare and confused, be strong and strong is not as good as being healthy..." Such chicken soup, can't let the hungry ghost In 3 minutes, the Taoist broke through his gentle and optimistic personality buried in his senior brother's heart.

Xiaoshi was so nervous that he wanted to get to Zihe's side through his mobile phone.

"Okay, then I'm free today and tomorrow, so I'll see you right away." Zihe readily agreed.

He obviously didn't know how devastated he would be in the next few days.

"That's good, you have to be careful, although the hungry ghost Taoist has only remnant souls left. But it may parasitize anyone, you must be careful. And he is insidious, don't listen to him, don't say too much Talk to him, is Zhao Yin by your side?" Xiao Shiyi was like a mother, nagging endlessly.

Zihe raised his eyes to see Zhao Yin's concerned gaze, and nodded, thinking that Xiao Shiyi couldn't see him, so he hurriedly said, "Yes."

"Well, I, Pai Kelie sent Zhao Yin's hammer to kill officials, as well as Daoist scriptures. He is... the one who has the talent for catching ghosts... he should be pretty good now..." Xiao Shixi paused, He thought to himself that since the master is still hiding the truth from Zihe, he can't expose the master, "But it's more than enough to protect you. You follow Zhao Yin closely every day, don't leave him half a step."

Zihe knocked on the tall and thin boy standing in front of him, very powerful?Better than him?

snort!

It's better for him to protect Little Terrible.

But... No matter who protects whom, staying close to Xiao Yaoming is very much in his mind.

Thinking about it, if I could always follow Little Terrible, I wouldn't have to worry about a female classmate who wouldn't open my eyes at school, and I would be tempted to hook up with Little Terrible—if my body was broken by the little goblin, it wouldn't be a pure Yang body.

"Don't worry, I have something to do here. I'll get busy first, and I'll see you later." Zihe said in a hurry, and was about to hang up.

Xiao Shishi felt that he had a thousand words to tell him, but he murmured, and in the end he only said worriedly: "That's okay, you pay attention to safety."

You have to keep in touch with Kelie at all times, and you have to report to Brother Ninth that he is safe every day—it's too worrying.

Zihe hung up the phone, his mind was in a mess.

Taoist Hungry Ghost... So, is he someone who had a deep entanglement with him in his previous life?

He remembered that the master took him to Zixuan temple from the hungry ghost Taoist and accepted him as an apprentice.

It seems... Master also gave him a shoulder fire to Taoist Hungry Ghost in order to snatch him away from him.

The Hungry Ghost Taoist said just now that the fire on his shoulder was also with the Hungry Ghost Taoist.

Does that mean that he and the master each have a fire on their shoulders, in the place of the hungry ghost Taoist?

Zihe clenched his fists, who is this person?

tm, why is it so annoying...

"What's wrong?" He finally spoke.

"It's just... the master of the Zixuan Temple called. He said... the chief altar master of the Hungry Ghost Dao seems to have come to our Tanshan City. It is also because of this that it snows heavily in autumn. The snow contains Yin Qi, so it's very cold." Zihe thought about how to organize words, and tell Little Eleven and what he knew in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

"The chief altar master of the Hungry Ghost Way..." Zhao Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, like a deep pool, deep and cold.

"That's right, this person doesn't know how many magical treasures he has, and he feels quite fierce. The master of the Zixuan Temple just wanted to take care of us and tell us to be careful. After all, we are also annoyed by killing the Hungry Ghost Dao sub-altar. I'm in big trouble." Zihe rubbed his fingers, he knew too little about this hungry ghost Taoist.

Knowing oneself and knowing the enemy can win every battle. Now he knows almost nothing about the Hungry Ghost Taoist, and he doesn't know whether the other party knows his current situation.

Ah, when can I completely change into a black robe?

After the soul puts on the black robe, he can change his physical body again, and then he can find a pure Yang body and cultivate his body...

His eyes fell on Zhao Yin - he suddenly felt reluctant to let go of his life... This little body followed him to catch ghosts every day, and always gave him sweets.

Moreover, if he wanted to refine the deadly body into a dry body, the deadly soul would definitely be eaten by him.

In that world, there is no such thing as a small death...

Moreover, Xiao Shiyi said that his physical body is still there, so... he must have been refined into a corpse, right?

I don't know if it's Feitian Yasha or Hanba.

Could it be the worst bronze armored corpse?

that won't work...

Thinking of this, he saved Xiao Shiyi's mobile phone number, and at the same time sent a text message to the other party:

【What level is my physical body? 】

When he was holding his mobile phone and waiting for a text message, he raised his head and said to Zhao Yin, "Shall we continue? Yu Qing's house should not be far from here."

"Wait a minute." Zhao Yin suddenly raised his hand and shook it towards the distance. After a while, a master running errands came over on an electric bike and stuffed a bag into Zhao Yin's hand.

"?" Zihe looked over.

Zhao Yin tore open the bag, shook it twice, and then took out two long windbreakers, which were thick and warm.

The next moment, he shook off one piece and wrapped it around Zihe's body.

A gust of warmth completely cut off the cool wind, making Zihe tremble slightly.

He took the clothes, put his arms through the sleeves, and thought slightly in his heart: Let's keep it as small as hell, he... needs to find another pure yang body.

After Zhao Yin got dressed, the bicycle duo continued to drive towards Yu Qing's house.

At this time, Zihe's mobile phone suddenly rang, and Xiaoshi sent a text message:

[The real body of the three cathode grades has become the body of the drought demon, which will never rot forever, and the treasure body of Yin Ning Ning Ling who will live forever. 】

"I... c!" Zihe read each word, only to feel that each word seemed to be shining with golden light.

Wow!

In my last life, sure enough!It's a very awesome character, oh no, a ghost!

Drought the body?

Then... in his last life... didn't he cultivated to the top?

Drought... Corpse God? ? ?

Wow……

Zihe grabbed the clothes at Zhao Yin's waist and suddenly felt a little floating.

To swell!

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When Zihe took Zhao Yin to the gate of Yu Qing's residential area, he received another text message from Suo Shixin. This text message was so long that it was even sent twice:

【Senior brother, the Hungry Ghost Taoist will definitely come to you, and he will definitely have bad intentions. No matter what he looks like, no matter what sweet words he says, don't believe him! 】

Zihe looked at it and thought: Hungry ghost Taoist still talks sweetly to him?

Is this the attitude an enemy should have?

【Brother, there is only one Hanba body in this world so far, which is your body.In the future, if you want to cultivate the body of Hanba, it will be even more difficult. Therefore, if the Taoist hungry ghost wants to practice "longevity in this body", he must use your body of Hanba to achieve his soul. 】

Zihe scratched his nose.

In the age when spiritual energy was scarce, all the evil things in this world seemed to be born from the evil energy attached to his soul energy.

Although others can't cultivate other Hanba body, but he should be able to, right?

—— Zihe suddenly became unconvinced.

[To enter your Hanba body, the Hungry Ghost Taoist must refine his own spirit and your Hanba body into one.But if you want to enter your physical body, you must absorb your soul and possess your true fire of samadhi. 】

Zihe frowned.

Not only can he not find his Hanba physical body now, but he can only find one of his own true fire of samadhi.

This is the only flower that Xiao Shiyi took the initiative to return.

What happened to him in his previous life?

Why is it that he is obviously a corpse god, but he ruined his family?

【Hungry ghost Taoist should still have bronze armored corpses. I don’t know if they can drive them. Now that he lacks spiritual energy...but he might be able to use your Horcrux to drive copper armored corpses.There is also Master's relic, which should also be in the hands of the Hungry Ghost Taoist. This is also an incredible magic weapon.I'm really worried, why don't you go home and stay honest, or come to Taoist temple to find me instead of hunting ghosts.What if the pen fairy or something is just a trap? 】

Master's relic?

Zihe finally raised his head from the phone screen. He put the phone in his pocket, and saw that Xiao Yaoming had already parked his bicycle at the gate of the community.

How did the master die?

Since he was such a powerful Taoist priest, why did he die outside and have his bones and relics taken away by others?

There are too many puzzles, and everything is messed up together, which makes Zihe a little upset.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yin walked up to him, and seeing Zihe's dumbfounded expression, he reached out and rubbed Zihe's short hair subconsciously.

His slender fingers were blown cold by the wind, and when his fingertips brushed Zihe's scalp, he felt a strange numbness that made him shrink back.

Seeing Zihe dodge, Zhao Yin suddenly realized that he had overstepped.

With a gloomy expression, he turned his head and said softly, "Let's go in and have a look, it's in unit 19."

After all, he took the lead and walked into the community.

The cold wind is blowing, and the snow is still falling.

The two walked side by side, one tall and the other low, one with broad shoulders and the other slender, wearing the same coat, as if they came out of a cartoon.

When they turned around Building 18 and saw Building 19, they all stopped.

I saw that the spacious open space in front of the building became crowded at the moment.

Three spirit scaffolds were erected in the open space, and people who came and went wore plain clothes.

It was cloudy and snowy, and the dizzy light shone on the coffins and the dejected people walking between the coffins.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the paper banners in front of the coffin fluttered slightly, and the people who watched felt...gloomy.

The author has something to say:  …

【Small Theater·Little Monkey】

Listening to the scriptures and preaching for thousands of years, once the Qingming turns the foolish monkey.

Timid, naive and unreasonable, he escaped murder for a hundred years.

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[Small Theater 2. A man who wakes up at night to drink water and is abused by a room full of high-end players]

Author Qinghou: Senior brother, everyone likes you.

Li Juanshen: Everyone likes Senior Brother, so what does it matter to me?Who is the big brother?

Author: Oh... no, I made a mistake.It's Li Dazi, and everyone says they like you.

Li Juanshen: Please stop saying you like me just because you feel sorry for me!I don't want to lose face? !

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【Small Theater 3】

"Who the hell are you?" Zihe gritted his teeth and couldn't help but swear!

(Voice in voice——Li Juanshen proudly said: "I learned how to swear with me!")

(Voice--Kret: "Learn from you, and don't expect to learn anything.")