Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 81

"Huh...huh..." He Tang let out a dull whimper and struggled uneasily in mid-air, his dark eyes began to turn red, and his facial features twisted in pain.

"Hetang!" Yang Jinshu was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked the magic stick beside him, "Taoist priest, can you send me there?"

"What happened in the past! Didn't you see those evil spirits in the Wolong Stone whose eyes were green with hunger? It's no wonder you weren't eaten by them in the past!" The magic stick pushed him and gave him a wink, "Please Ask that..."

Yang Jinshu glanced at Zhuanlun Wang, and while hesitating, He Tang screamed, calling his name: "Jinshu..."

Yang Jinshu turned around and knelt down to King Zhuanlun, begging him: "Your Highness, I know that you have always cared about everything in the world, and I dare not ask His Highness to help save people, I just beg His Highness to give me a ride, I am very grateful. "

"Wolfstone is a treasure to ghosts, just walk over it, why can't you pass?"

"This..." Yang Jinshu couldn't answer.

"He is different from other ghosts." The magic stick said, "He has a kind heart."

"A kind-hearted ghost? Then why don't you go to reincarnate?" Zhuanlun Wang wondered, "You have been dead for almost ten years, but I have never seen you by the Wangchuan River."

"Because of that little boy..." The magic stick pointed at He Tang, "He has waited for seven years for the little lady, so my heart aches."

Zhuanlun Wang seemed to think this reason was a bit funny, so he laughed lowly, causing Yang Jin to feel ashamed in writing, and said seriously: "He Tang is very important to me."

The King of Wheels raised his hand lightly, lifted him from the ground, flipped his palms and pushed gently, and Yang Jinshu flew to He Tang in an instant.

The magic stick stared at him closely, for fear that he would be caught by the little ghost in the wolong stone, but he saw that as soon as he flashed in front of He Tang, five ghosts sprang out from He Tang's feet, and rushed towards him with their teeth and claws open!

"Jin Shu be careful!"

Turning Wheel King said leisurely from the side: "You always stare at him, why don't you care about your apprentice?"

As soon as he said this, the magic stick immediately looked at Min Yuejun, but he saw his shadow in the vast and fertile rocks!

"This..." The magic stick suddenly panicked and shouted, "Min Yuejun!"

A blue light flashed from the southeast, and without even thinking about it, he stepped on the fertile stone under his feet and stepped over!

The Wheel-Running King saw that he was walking freely on the Wolong Stone, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Aren't you trapped by the Wozhi Stone?"

He stared at the magic stick carefully, obviously he couldn't see the multiple hostility in him, he should be trapped by the Woxiong stone formation like Yang Jinshu, but not only can he come and go freely on the Woyi stone, the little ghosts under his feet Even accurately avoided it.This person's cultivation in the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams must not be underestimated, or... is it because he is not hostile, but is hiding it?

This is interesting.

The Wheel-Turning King looked at them with great interest.He just glanced away, staring at a spot in a dark corner, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

Qing Guang moved several times, and the magic stick chased after him all the way, but missed it many times.

The little ghost was difficult to deal with. He was careful enough, but he was still entangled by a few spirit ghosts and had to be distracted to deal with it.He, Min Yuejun, and Yang Jinshu were divided into three places to deal with each other.

Gradually, Shenzhu discovered that the position of the Wolong Stone had changed, no wonder they always staggered!

He shouted loudly: "Min Yuejun! The stone is moving, go to it!"

However, his voice didn't come out at all. This stone formation was really weird, and even his voice was blocked.His back was scratched by the kid, and his soul felt like being torn apart!These little ghosts running around in the stone have long absorbed the hostility of the fertile stone, and they have cultivated extremely terrifyingly.

He kicked the little devil out, hoping to leave this stone formation soon and get out safely.

Although there was no movement in the stone formation, the air was extremely noisy.

Yang Jinshu was fighting with five evil spirits at the same time, and soon he was out of control.He put the Shura umbrella over He Tang's head, trying to take He Tang in, but He Tang's hands were trapped by something, and he couldn't move at all.

"Jin Shu..." He Tang called his name faintly, his red eyes didn't see him at all, he just kept calling out of instinct.

"He Tang! Be sober!" Yang Jinshu fended off an evil spirit that was bullying He Tang's back, took out Huang Quanxiang from his sleeve, dug a large piece and wiped it on He Tang's forehead.First, this thing can block the stench from rotting corpses and evil spirits, and second, it can refresh your mind. Sure enough, a large piece of Huangquan incense is still powerful. Most of the crimson in He Tang's eyes faded, and his sanity recovered a little.

"This is... what is this place?"

"He Tang, look at me!" Yang Jinshu held his face in both hands, staring at him regardless of the evil spirits around him, and said, "You have been infected by the hostility of the five turbid places, wake up, think about it Happy things! Don't let them control you!"

He Tang looked at him, and his first reaction was to complain aggrievedly: "Jin Shu, I feel so bad..."

When Yang Jinshu heard this, his heart ached to death, but he was bullied by an evil ghost, grabbed his shoulders, opened his mouth and bit his neck!

Seeing that Yang Jinshu was in danger, He Tang stared at him, and his anger surged all over his body. The devilish energy led the red snake out together, and attacked the evil spirit behind Yang Jinshu, swallowing it up in a short while!

Yang Jinshu was taken aback, when did He Tang's magic power become so strong?He looked around, and all the ghosts were frightened by He Tang, hiding in the crevices of the rocks and refusing to come out.A few daring evil spirits tried to pounce on He Tang to suck the devilish energy from He Tang, but when they approached He Tang, they were wrapped around by the red snake, and they swallowed it with their mouths open!After the red snake ate the ghost, it got into He Tang's body again, and continued to swim in his soul, waiting for the next prey.

He Tang's sanity began to wander again, and Yang Jinshu leaned into his ear and said anxiously: "He Tang! Weaving Dreams!"

I don't know if He Tang listened, Yang Jinshu split the evil spirit under his feet with his palm, came to He Tang's side, touched his arm, trying to find what was trapping him.Fumbling along his arm, he finally found a chain strung together by three black charms on his wrist. The end of the chain was hidden in the Wolong stone formation. Yang Jinshu tried to untie it, but found that the lock could not be found at all.He split it with magic, but it didn't work!The talisman chain firmly locked He Tang's wrist. Gradually, the talisman jumped onto He Tang's wrist. The ghost rune of the underworld began to extend upwards from He Tang's wrist. Every inch it entered, He Tang's pupils became darker. The hostility on his body became heavier, and the devilish energy on his body became heavier and heavier, enveloping He Tang, and even began to spread around.

Yang Jinshu swallowed three evil spirit talismans, the talisman paper burned his soul hot, but compared with the devilish energy lingering around him, he could still bear it.For some reason, even though he was the closest to He Tang, Red Snake had no interest in him at all.

Zhuanlun Wang hadn't seen the red snake for a long time, and he didn't expect that there would still be people who would dare to practice such a dangerous ghost technique in private.

Yang Jinshu once again aroused his curiosity. This ghost seems to be really different from other ghosts. The devilish energy absorbs hostile energy. Little impact... The Wheel-Running King couldn't help but look at his life, glanced at it, and said with a low smile, "An ordinary life."

I was weak and sick since I was a child, died of illness in my prime, rarely went out, met only a handful of people, loved by my family, and had very few friends.

Compared with him, that demon-ridden little ghost is easier to be controlled - a happy childhood, a lonely teenage years, experiencing the warmth and coldness of the world, dying because of saving others, and being forced to commit suicide after entering He Tang's body, at a young age. But after so much experience, resentment, hatred, love, and sorrow, endless greed, hatred, and ignorance, and nostalgia for the world of mortals, it is the most delicious meal, and it is reasonable to be selected as a soul refining vessel.

It's just... this kind of little ghost should have been bitten by the red snake early in the morning. Why did this little ghost not disappear even though it was extremely painful?He looked carefully, but found that although He Tang was insane, his consciousness was still there, and he seemed to be...weaving dreams?

He suddenly felt surprised, at this time, he still has the energy to weave dreams?

He Tang hadn't dreamed for a long time, ghosts can't dream, he had been dead for several years, never thought that he would miss dreaming.

In the dream, he was standing in the porch with his schoolbag on his back. His mother wrapped a scarf around him and stuffed a big apple into the schoolbag, and asked him with a smile what he wanted for lunch.He Tang was still thinking, but his father was already standing outside the door and opened the car door to call him: "Hurry up, son! If you don't get in the car, you will be late!"

He Tang stood on tiptoe and kissed his mother's face with a smile, then flung himself into his father's arms with short legs and acted like a spoiled child. His father picked him up and put him in the car, patted his head and taught him a lesson: "Stinky boy, how old is he? hug your father!"

He Tang put on his seat belt with a smile on his face, watched his father sit down, and quickly said, "Hurry up, Dad, you're going to be late!"

Dad started the car slowly: "No, limit the speed and obey the traffic rules."

"If you are late, you will be punished by the teacher!" He Tang was anxious.

Dad smiled at him: "You can get up 10 minutes earlier!"

"Wow, I want to tell Mom, Dad, you bullied me!"

Dad laughed.

The parents in the dream are still so young, the husband and wife are loving, and the house is always full of laughter.He looked at it and laughed, a little bit reluctant to blink.

Dad is a humorous and mischievous person. Although the old people always feel that he is unstable, he can always make his wife and children happy, and always bring surprises to the family. Both he and his mother like him very much.My mother has a quiet personality and is very pretty, but she is not very good at communicating with people. She can only smile sincerely when she is with her family.

He Tang grew up in such a family, loved and loved, and felt very happy.It's just that this happiness didn't last long. When he was 15 years old, his father died in an accident, and his mother raised him for two years. After all, he couldn't get over the pain of losing his husband and committed suicide.He Tang had to be raised by his grandparents, grandparents, and aunts and uncles in turn. The situation at school was also very different from before. Human relationships were cold and warm. In just a few years, although he hadn't tasted it all, he knew that survival was not easy.

He studied, studied, worked hard, made friends, lived happily, and wanted to live a happy life for himself. However, during a group trip organized by the company, he jumped to save someone when he saw someone falling into the water. He rescued the man, but the man who fell into the water was too frightened, dragged him into the water while struggling hard, and both of them drowned.

Before He Tang came back to his senses, he had already woken up in another body.

It's strange, there was resentment in the past, but in this dream, all he could remember were those trivial little happiness in the past.

The parents in the dream were still playing puzzles on the floor with him, Ma Ma washed a box of grapes, and smiled to feed the father and son who were concentrating on puzzles.

He Tang squatted in front of them and called softly: "Dad, Mom, I miss you so much."