I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

With such resentment in his heart, Shao Yubai fell asleep in his dream for three days and three nights.Then, unexpectedly found that he was not dead, but was saved instead? !

what's the situation?

Rescued, or not locked soul?

"Could it be that after I become a ghost messenger, this physical body will live forever?"

As soon as the words fell, a sharp voice came from the compartment, like a sharp needle.

"—I'm quite old, and I'm quick to dream. If you want to live forever, just ask Sun Monkey for ginseng fruit, so don't let me pick it up."

Hearing this voice, Shao Mobai was pleasantly surprised, stood up and shouted:

"Xian?!"

As soon as he heard the voice and identified the person, a person came out from the compartment of the room.Danfeng eyes, thin lips, sharp corners of the eyes and mouth, vividly a mean look.

This person is named "Shi Xi'an", his ancestors have practiced medicine for generations, and he is Shao Mubai's close friend.In his previous life, he betrayed his relatives and was cast aside by thousands of people.But Shi Xi'an in front of him was his only friend.

However, it was also the first one to cut off righteousness with him.

When Shi Xi'an left him, it wasn't when "the wall fell and everyone pushed him down", but when he first ascended the throne of alliance leader and was congratulated by thousands of people.Once, they were heart-to-heart friends, even sharing a few moles on their buttocks, but in the end they parted ways and forgot about each other.

Because, Shi Xi'an was the only person who could understand Duan Wuji in his previous life. He saw Shao Mengbai clearly, and he also looked down on Shao Mengbai. In the end, he left before Duan Wuji left Mobao.

He once said: "Shao Mobai, everything you did to Duan Wuji will come back to you thousands of times in the future."

This is true, so he suffered retribution, and even after being reborn, he couldn't get rid of it.

Therefore, when he saw his friend again, Shao Mobai naturally cherished him very much.

"What are you doing? Eyes twitched?"

Shi Xi'an was making medicine in the medicine jar, looked at Shao Mobai inexplicably, imitated his tone, and said, "Hey, what did you say that I went down the mountain, and I must be a hero who saves the common people. I thought you would do a lot to revive your career As for Wulin, it turned out that he went to the mountains to feed the wolves."

His venomous tongue skills are comparable to Duan Wuji's, but Duan Wuji's words are few, but he is always eloquent.

"What do you know? Everything is difficult at the beginning, and I want to make progress first."

Shao Mobai thought while talking, heh, when I show my skills and summon a group of ghost messengers, don't cry and beg for mercy.

Shi Xi'an rolled his eyes, "Hey, then you old man should take it easy and don't 'suppress' yourself."

Shao Mobai recalled the scene of being stabbed in the heart by Duan Wuji, and felt sad, and his voice sank:

"This time, it was beyond my expectation, who would have thought that he would really do it..."

Shi Xi'an sneered, and threw the pestle back into the medicine jar, "Why do you sound like a resentful woman? Those who didn't know thought you were abandoned by a heartless man!"

Shao Mobai wanted to cry without tears, so he sniffed miserably, "It's almost the same. This knife went straight to my life, which shows that I have no status in his heart, not even comparable to an ant. It's a good thing I met you, otherwise I'm definitely dead in the wilderness."

Shi Xi'an got up, looked at him thoughtfully for a while, his eyes and face were blank, and he didn't say a word.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Shao Mobai was stunned.

Shi Xi'an still didn't speak, stood there for a while, then turned around and went to the pharmacy storage room, brought back two herbs that Shao Mobai didn't know, and threw them into the medicine pot.

"I thought you only had external injuries, but I didn't expect your brain to be broken. I'll give you some medicine." After speaking, he pounded the medicine with a creaking sound, causing a few drops of green medicine to splash on the table.

Shao Mobai shouted that he had no conscience, "Why are you crazy? What kind of medicine are you going to give me if I have a good brain?"

"OK?"

"Of course!"

"What a fart! Do you think I'm a half-baked quack or a three-year-old kid? Just like you, always fantasizing about being killed, talking about it, I think it's probably crazy!"

"Am I still fantasizing? The facts are here. It's true that I was injured, and it's true that you saved me. Why are you fantasizing?"

Having said that, Shi Xi'an put down the medicine jar, folded his arms around his chest, and asked slowly: "Then, which person have you ever seen who was really stabbed in the heart and slept for three days as alive as you? If you want to know this kind of person, Shao Daxia might as well introduce it to me." , let me worship him, because he is either a ghost or a god."

Shao Mobai was taken aback for a moment, his mind seemed to be stuck in something, and asked: "What do you mean?"

Shi Xi'an clapped his hands, and simply made his words clear, "The person who hurt you neither stabbed your internal organs nor cut an artery, avoided all fatal vital points, and seemed to be aiming at your life Yes. Obviously, he was forced to give you a knife, and at the same time, he didn't want to kill you, so he did such a cover-up."

After saying these words, Shao Mobai's expression changed one after another, and he stood up abruptly, "You mean, he didn't want to kill me?"

Shi Xi'an rolled his eyes at him again, and said, "Excellent!"

Shao Mabai was overwhelmed with surprise for a moment, wishing to jump a few feet high to vent his anger.

How risky, I almost blamed him again!

He was jubilant, and seemed to think of something—same position, same strength, why did he sleep for so long in his previous life?

He was in a coma for a full 49 days. The moment he woke up, he heard that Duan Wuji was hunted down and killed, and his kneecap was gouged out alive.The leader of Pingjiao and Duan Rufeng both died in order to save him.

Could it be... During this period, someone deliberately tampered with him, making him sleepy, so as to take the opportunity to kill Duan Wuji?

Thinking of this, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Who in the world hates Duan Wuji so much?

The answer is self-evident.

Shao Mobai's fists rattled - Gu Lanzhi, you are so cruel!

"I'll go out for a while." Shao Mobai said as he put on his clothes, a black coat with a white background, very simple style.

Shi Xi'an raised his eyebrows, and in line with the duty of a doctor's parents, "Where are you going if you haven't recovered yet?"

Shao Mobai chuckled, "Of course I'm going to find this little devil who wants to kill me but is reluctant to kill me!"

Seeing his idiot appearance, Shi Xi'an despised him to the extreme.

"Get out!"

The medicine pot on the table stood quietly in the corner, and the pestle and medicine stick lay inside, exuding a faint herbal smell, which was bitter and pungent, gradually drifting into the air.

Before this, Shao Zhengbai's heart was definitely extremely bitter, which was only worse than the smell of this medicine, but just because it was too bitter, giving him a little bit of sweetness made him tremble.

.......................

It was midnight, the moonlight was as strong as wine, and the insects in the mountains were singing like ghosts crying.Duan Wuji rode his horse in one hand and held a torch in the other, walking alone on the mountain path.

He was summoned by his father, and he was going back to Pingjiao today, but when he was out of the city, he encountered a murder accident, which delayed his trip.

It's rare to say that today, the world is bright and bright, and someone kills someone on the street, and it just so happens that he dies right in front of him.The slain man had an age-old scar across his face, and when he was dying, his eyes were still staring at him, as if to blame him for not helping him.

Just a joke, this person and the enemies behind him are both aggressive and hostile. It is obviously a battle between enemies in the rivers and lakes.If he intervened, he would have to get blood on his body again, and he would have to go to Buzhuang to change his outfit again, which is troublesome and time-consuming, not worth it.

Moreover, he has always been a person of ordinary education, if he reveals his kung fu, he will inevitably get into trouble.Fortunately, he was wearing a bamboo hat, so other people would not be able to recognize him. Otherwise, this bloody case would be linked to the Demon Sect, and a few people would spread the word, and the person who died in front of him would become Duan Wuji the murderer.

call--

A gust of evening wind suddenly came towards him, raising the black veil that was hanging down on him, Duan Wuji smelled the blood in the air, his eyes paused, and he pulled the rein to stop.

"who?"

He straightened his back, his voice was neither loud nor weak, and he slightly raised the torch to expand the area of ​​the light.Looking around, there are only shadows of branches and weeds blown by the wind, nothing unusual.

There was another gust of cool wind from behind, murderous look appeared in Duan Wuji's eyes, and he suddenly looked back - still no one was there.

Realizing that something was wrong, he raised his hand and took off the black gauze hat, trying to clear his vision, but it didn't help much.

But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew beside him, like a giant dragon flying through the clouds, rushing straight at him, he couldn't dodge in time, and was overthrown by a strong force.He was agile, and the moment he landed, he stepped down a little, and stood lightly on the boulder beside him, but the torch was out of his hand, rolled twice and then went out.

The light of the fire shrank away, leaving only pale moonlight.

Duan Wuji's eyes stared at the horse's back that fell just now, and it was clear that there was nothing there, and he was slightly annoyed.

"Who is playing tricks? Come out!"

The cold tone is mixed with sullenness, swaying back and forth in the empty hills.

After this sound, there was finally a response.There was only rustling in the air, and a hoarse voice came:

"Why don't you save me..."

Duan Wuji looked towards the source of the sound, but couldn't see half a person, so he asked:

"Who are you? A human or a ghost?"

That voice was flickering like a candle on the verge of extinguishing, "You are so close to me, so close, why don't you save me..."

Only then did Duan Wuji realize that this was the person who died at his feet today.It is said that only when there is deep resentment can one become a fierce ghost, Duan Wuji recalled the man staring at him before dying, so he understood the reason.

"I don't know you before, why do you want to save me? You didn't have the ability to beat the man who killed you, and you blamed me instead. What's the reason?"

Duan Wuji is indifferent, like ice that cannot be melted in a deep well, it is bitingly cold.

"If you saved me, I wouldn't have died."

"If the enemy hadn't killed you, you wouldn't have died." Duan Wuji paused, and reminded, "You have found the wrong person."

This ghost was half good and half bad during his lifetime. He had feuded with his enemies for generations.Tonight, he was going to seek revenge from the enemy's family, but who knew that there was a gossip mirror installed at the gate of the enemy's family, and ghosts could not get close to it, otherwise they would be wiped out in ashes.

Unable to take revenge, he turned his anger on Duan Wuji.

The ghost was very angry and shouted: "Your martial arts are clearly not weak, and you are definitely above that fellow, why do you stand by and watch!"

"Instead of blaming me, it's better to blame yourself for why you provoked so many enemies."

"After all, I just want to clean myself up! I have seen this kind of rhetoric a lot. Yellow-headed children, strong words!"

Duan Wuji replied indifferently: "The gray-bearded man is stubborn."

The ghost was completely angry, and with a long roar, pierced the sky: "Damn! It seems that you don't know how powerful grandpa is, grandpa. Today, grandpa, I will suck your blood dry and let you die in the wilderness. The place of burial!"

All of a sudden, a strong wind blew up, flying sand and rocks, and the trees in the mountains and forests shook like ghost hands with teeth and claws.Duan Wuji's eyes dimmed, and he raised his hand to hold the whip on his waist—only to find that the whip had already been thrown away because Shao Mengbai had touched it.

"See where you are going!"

Li Gui's speed is very fast, it shuttles back and forth in the air current, even surpassing Gale.Although Duan Wuji has excellent leg skills and lightness kung fu is also a leader in martial arts, but he is a mortal after all, so he can't see where it is and what kind of moves it uses.Not to mention that their speed is far behind.

The blue and white figure shuttled between the trees, jumping from one branch to another, trying to use the terrain to restrain the ghost, but was at a loss.

"Uh!"

Three sticks of incense passed in time, Duan Wuji was on the branch, and wanted to fly around the trunk and fly to the other one, but he didn't expect that the ghost would attack from the opposite side, it was so powerful that he was caught off guard.

Well, this bloody hero save the beauty!