ugly moth

Fei Moth fell on the side of the gate and turned several somersaults, but failed to hit the demon lock tower.

Qing Ge shouted at Fei Mo outside the gate: "Fei Mo, are you alright?"

"It's okay, who is this?" Fei Mo was still bound by the fairy rope, and could barely sit up, "Daoist, it can't be your deadly enemy, right?"

A scar ran across the face of the man in black, completely destroying a handsome face, and the sword in his hand seemed to be something extraordinary.

Qing Ge looked at the man in black and thought about it for a while, then shook his head: "Pin Dao doesn't know him."

"Daoist Qing Ge is really forgetful." The man in black put his long sword on Fei Mo's neck, "Isn't it worth remembering the murders you did?"

"Eh..." Qing Ge didn't hear what the man in black said, and his attention was always on the man in black's sword.

Fei Moth can't touch anything outside the body, so this sword is naturally counted.

With a whooping sound, Fei Moth and the demon lock bracelet disappeared under the sword of the man in black without a trace.

There was a sudden silence inside and outside the Taoist temple, Hu Ye was stunned for a while and then suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha...you idiot, the hostages are in your hands, you can still let them go hahahaha..."

Qing Ge also couldn't help laughing: "Thank you benefactor for your mercy."

The black clothes were trembling with anger: "Okay, okay, forget it this time, I'll see how many times you can hide. That little mistress, I will send him down with you."

"How can this be counted?" Qing Ge pulled out the peach wood sword, and took the head of the man in black, "I let you go this time, and you come again next time, isn't this sick?"

Hearing this, Hu Ye was dumbfounded: "Master Taoist, aren't you a Taoist priest? You speak so carelessly?"

Qing Ge took down the demon-catching bell and threw it to the top of the tower, saying with a blank expression: "You heard wrong."

When the demon-catching bell approached the orb on the top of the tower, the bell rang loudly, and the ear-piercing ringing caused the orb to gradually crack;

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Fei Moth, who was sucked back by the house, fell into the green bamboo forest and couldn't get back into human form for a long time.

"Hmm..." Fei Mo climbed up on the green bamboo beside her and sat up, her body was so painful that she could hardly speak, "Help me, Daoist...it hurts..."

Qing Ge returned to the house at dawn, and as soon as the door was opened, the fragrance of bamboo wafted over his face.

"No, something happened to Fei Mo." Hu Ye exclaimed behind Qing Ge.

Qing Ge didn't do what he thought, and hurried towards the green bamboo forest - the demon lock bracelet was hung on the bamboo branch, Fei Moth was leaning on the bamboo pole, the color of his body was already very pale.

"What's the matter, Fei Mo, how are you?" Qing Ge hurriedly knelt down in front of Fei Mo, not daring to use spells to save him casually.

Fei Mo reluctantly opened her eyes: "Master Taoist, how is your Taoist temple?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little mouse who came to take revenge on the basis of his relationship with a fairy." Qing Ge explained, "Pindao has already sent him back. What about you? How could you do this?"

"Xiaosheng, take a look." Hu Ye walked around Qingge, checked Fei Mo's body with black magic, and frowned more and more tightly.

Seeing that he had received the spell, Qing Ge hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Hu Ye sighed: "Fei Mo is too young, and the century-old house doesn't dare to let the house be sucked back just once, it hurts the soul."

"Then what should we do?" Qing Ge stood up, "Benefactor Hu, you are a monster, so you must have a solution, right?"

"There is a way, but..." Hu Ye hesitated, looking at Fei Mo and Qing Ge.

The ways of the world are always like this, there is always a way.

In fact, Hu Ye has no good solution, or what he heard from a Taoist priest before.

"Fei Moth must leave the house, otherwise it will be eaten back by the house. If the house monster wants to leave the house, one must cultivate to a certain level, transform the house into its own body, and scale freely; || Come out and put it on other things." Hu Ye said.

Generally no one would do such a thing as drawing||extracting a soul. If something happens, it is very likely that the soul will be scattered on the spot.

Qing Ge would certainly not agree to such an approach: "No, what should I do if something goes wrong?"

Fei Mo leaned her head on the bamboo pole and cast a spell to roll Qing Ge's whisk: "It's okay, Daoist, Fei Mo wants to go out too, both sides are like this, why not change to another body, preferably the one that can move."

"Fei Mo benefactor..." Qing Ge wanted to say something, but seeing Fei Mo's smiling face, he couldn't say anything.

During the time in Zhaizi, Fei Mo wanted to go out, he didn't know, and it could even be said that if he didn't go out, he didn't want Lingzhi at all.

Hu Ye bent down and asked Fei Mo: "Fei Mo, if you're sure, you can't go back on your word."

Fei Mo nodded: "I will never regret it."

Qing Ge sighed, and resigned herself to finding something moving to use as Fei Mo's body, preferably one with no thoughts or intelligence.

After looking around, only the green bamboo forest is the only one with Fei Mo.However, the bamboo is so tall, it doesn't seem to be moving at all.

"If it doesn't work, just cut a bamboo pole and put it in a flowerpot. When the bamboo grows up in the future, Fei Moth should also be able to cultivate to the point where he can control his body." Hu Ye squatted in the green bamboo forest and said.

"But how to raise bamboo?" Qing Ge was more worried about this problem.

Fei Mo's soul is unstable and needs a caretaker. It is obviously inappropriate for Hu Ye to run around all day, so Qing Ge is left to idle.

Hu Ye walked out of the green bamboo forest, and rolled his eyes: "Xiaosheng also doesn't know, these bamboos are all grown by himself."

"I will." Fei Mo raised her translucent hand, and recently Fei Mo looked much smaller, like a teenager, "I know how to grow bamboo, don't worry."

Qing Ge looked at Fei Moth, which had shrunk to the height of his own chest, and said helplessly, "Then I'll leave it to you in the near future. You can rest well after Pindao learns how to grow bamboo."

Fei Moyan smiled wearily: "Okay."

Without further ado, Hu Ye cut off a piece of bamboo and put it in a flower pot for Qing Ge: "Master Daoist, Fei Moth will be handed over to you. The soul-shifting formation has been drawn, and I will leave after seven or 49 days."

Qing Ge hugged the flower pot, looked at the little Fei Moth lying under the bamboo, nodded: "The poor Taoist will leave first, and benefactor Hu can do what he wants."

Hu Ye suddenly called Qing Ge: "Wait, Xiaosheng has to go to the north again, and he may not come back this time. Daoist remember to take good care of Fei Mo."

As soon as the monster-catching bell rang, Qing Ge turned his head and saw that Hu Ye had already left.

Fei Mo crawled from under the bamboo to Qing Ge's shoulder, looked up at Hu Ye's back in the sky: "Master Daoist, is it true that Lao Hu won't come back?"

Qing Ge moved her fingers holding the flowerpot, counting on Hu Ye's fate, and said helplessly, "Well, I won't be coming back, he has his fate."

"What about Fei Mo's catastrophe?" Fei Mo suddenly touched Ge's ear.

Qing Ge was taken aback, and raised Fei Mo to return to the flowerpot: "I'm sorry, I can't figure it out..." Because we are connected by a red line, I can't figure out anything about you.

Fei Mo touched Ge's finger: "It's okay, I don't have to know, it will always come when it should come."

Hu Ye drew the formation in Qing Ge's room, which happened to be a place for Qing Ge to rest.Seventy-seven and 49 days are very short, and the bamboo is watered every day. When the sun is shining, the flower pots are moved to the edge of the formation, so that the moths can bask in the sun, and it passes in a flash.

On the day when Soul Transfer ended, it was a rare sunny day in the south of the Yangtze River. Fei Mo sat under a leaf and raised his hand to block the sun—the light did not penetrate his hand.

Fei Mo put down her hand, her eyes widened suddenly: "Daoist... Daoist! Daoist! Feimo has grown back!"

After finishing speaking, Fei Mo jumped onto the bed, climbed onto Qing Ge's pillow with difficulty, and pushed Qing Ge's face hard with her small hands: "Master Dao, wake up, Fei Mo has grown up!"