Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 35

Yang Jinshu's hands have no warmth. To a human, they might feel cold, but He Tang is also a ghost, so he can't feel the warmth.

At this time, he couldn't help but think, it's better to be a human being, to be aware of joy, anger, sorrow, joy, cold, warmth and sickness.He stretched out his hand to hold Yang Jinshu's hand, moved the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile: "Although I am very moved when I hear this, but... I'm afraid I don't have so much time to take my time."

Yang Jinshu sensed something wrong in his emotions, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I used to think that only human beings are prey to the weak, but now that I am a ghost, I find that the rules are no different. Ghosts who have been dead for many years are still stronger than ghosts who have just died. Ghosts who have practiced are still better than ghosts who wander around. How to survive in the underworld, and those insidious, vicious, and profound ghosts can devour other people's souls casually." He Tang stood up, "I don't want to be eaten by them, let alone you want to protect me. I was hurt by them, so I have to become stronger as soon as possible, not only to protect myself, but also to protect you!"

"I'm very pleased that you can think like this." Yang Jinshu said, "But don't be too eager for success. After all, cultivation is not an easy task. If you are not careful, you may go astray."

"You can look at me." He Tang finally showed a smile on his face, "You have read so many books and know so much knowledge, you can definitely guide me and let me walk on a bright and smooth road."

guide?

Yang Jinshu felt that this word was very subtle.

He never thought that one day, he would need to take on such a role.

He once thought that he would love He Tang as his little daughter-in-law, spoil him, accompany him, be tolerant to him, and let him live happily.But Hetang has a lively, violent and impulsive personality, so he thought that no trouble should happen, and he should be watched more closely.But now He Tang said that he hoped that he would become a guide.

Yang Jinshu read a lot of books, but he never felt that he was good enough to play the role of teacher.

This is his little daughter-in-law, if he agrees, he can shape He Tang into his favorite appearance... But that's not good, because he doesn't know what he likes best.He thinks that He Tang is also very good now, innocent and kind, childish, with flaws, most like a living person.

He and the neighbors in the mass grave are not like living people. They have been dead for too long, and they are a little indifferent to the world.

"Hey, I'm indirect apprenticeship, do you want to accept me as an apprentice?" He Tang waved his hand in front of him, trying to bring him back to his senses.

Yang Jinshu asked him back: "Aren't you afraid that if we worship as a teacher, we will become like Daoist Min and the magic stick?"

"How is that possible!" He Tang immediately retorted, "Both of them are crazy, but we are not. The three views are righteous, the abuse of good people, and they are so kind and cute, can they be the same as them!"

Yang Jinshu chuckled: "How could anyone praise himself so much?"

"The truth." He Tang stuck out his tongue, "The two of them are scumbags, and they will end sooner or later. We need to unite and help each other, and work hard to move forward!"

Yang Jinshu felt that the word "scumbag" was a bit rude, and frowned slightly, but He Tang quickly talked about other things: "Actually, it's not that I haven't made progress! Min Yuejun taught me a spell! I've already learned it!"

Yang Jinshu was curious: "What spell?"

He Tang chuckled, took two steps back, stretched out his right hand, held the index finger and middle finger together, and moved a little between his forehead, chanting some formulas in his mouth.He stretched out his fingers and shook them in front of him a few times, turned his wrists, and made seals. A light yellow fluorescent light enveloped his whole body, forming a light curtain like a bell jar.

"Touch me." He Tang looked at him and said.

Yang Jinshu reached out to touch his arm, but found that he was blocked from the fluorescent light, and was surprised: "This is it?"

"Min Yuejun said that this is called body-protecting qi. With him, you can protect yourself!" He Tang said excitedly, "But my mana is too weak, so I can only stick to myself with a thin layer. As your mana improves, you can create a large transparent balloon to cover you and me! This will protect both of us!"

"Big balloon?"

"Oh, it's several laps bigger!" He Tang didn't bother to explain, turned around twice in place, laughing, "This way, I won't be taken away so easily!"

Yang Jinshu nodded with a smile, and asked again: "What else have you learned?"

"Yuhun!" He Tang said, "Didn't you see that wandering spirit just now? I tried to ask him to give you the firefly. Although the action was a bit ugly, the basic task has been completed! It's a success!"

"It's not easy to control the soul, don't worry, be careful of being backlashed."

"It's just a wandering spirit, okay?"

Yang Jinshu shook his head: "Some wandering spirits are much more cunning than you imagined, and some wild ghosts will pretend to be wandering spirits. Have you forgotten the lesson from last time?"

Thinking of the wild ghost pretending to be Xiao Wu talking to them, He Tang was a little terrified.Although he speaks hard, he still needs to work hard if he really wants to catch up with other people's cultivation level.

Yang Jinshu didn't want to hurt him too much, so he changed the subject: "What happened to the magic stick? Haven't woken up yet?"

"No, I think he's seriously injured this time, maybe he won't be able to wake up." He Tang sighed, "I'm really convinced by their master and apprentice, there's no end to the mutual abuse."

Yang Jinshu was more sad than him.He has been friends with the magic stick for many years, so he naturally hopes that he is safe and sound, but Daoist Min is also a poor person, it is difficult to judge good or bad, if he is hurt by the magic stick...

He Tang gave up the entanglement: "Forget it, let the two of them toss about it, let's not mix it up, it's a mess."

"That's all."

After chatting for a long time, He Tang finally noticed Tianfeng who was sleeping soundly on the ground, and couldn't help laughing, "We've been chatting for so long, but this kid doesn't respond at all, is he reliable?"

"He's a living person, so he can't really hear our conversation clearly." Yang Jinshu explained for him, "He's young and inexperienced, so he hasn't noticed the change in time. If Daoist Min is here, you haven't approached the door , and he can sense it.”

He Tang pursed his lips: "It's amazing how deep the Tao is..."

He no longer cared about Tianfeng, but instead stared at Zhu Xiaowu on the bed and sighed: "When will Xiaowu get well...I'm really afraid that something will happen to him again."

"Xiao Wu has great fortune, and will be fine."

He Tang knew that this was just something he made up to comfort him, but he nodded and listened to it.

Before dawn, He Tang had to go to the dungeon to continue practicing. Just as he left, Zhu Xiaowu woke up quietly, staring blankly at the top of the bed with a pair of dark eyes, and the two ghosts guarding the bed were startled. .

Yang Jinshu motioned him not to move, walked over to wake Tianfeng up, and asked him what to do.

Tianfeng saw that Zhu Xiaowu had woken up, but because the seal on his forehead hadn't moved, he panicked. He wanted to send news to the head, but he was afraid that something would happen when he walked away.

He Tang gritted his teeth and said, "I'll call Daoist Min."

Yang Jinshu worriedly warned: "Be careful of the sun."

"I know." He Tang murmured, "I feel like a vampire...sleeping at night...abusing..."

He carefully avoided the formation of Qinglian Temple and the gradually rising sun, and ran to the dungeon to find Min Yuejun.

Wanniang and Shi Tianning went to talk to Ruyi and his wife to reminisce about the old days. At this time, there were only Min Yuejun and Shengun in the dungeon, one person and one ghost.Although He Tang had a lot of opinions about the master and apprentice, he was afraid that Min Yuejun would not think about it for a while, and he would beat him out of his wits with the magic stick to dispel his hatred.

Unexpectedly, after going to the dungeon, Min Yuejun stood quietly on the side, the strange rock was hanging in the air perfectly, but the red thread-like light around the magic stick disappeared, and he sat weakly on the ground with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

"God stick, are you awake?" He Tang hurried over and looked him up and down, "Are you okay? Can you move?"

"Except that you can't breathe, everything is fine." Shengun replied weakly, looking up at him, "Just you? Where's Jinshu?"

"Watch Xiao Wu." He Tang hurriedly said, "Xiao Wu is awake! What should I do!"

The god stick, who had no relevant memory at all, looked blank: "What should I do?"

Min Yuejun said from the side: "Zhu Xiaowu was taken away by a passing wild ghost, and now his soul and that ghost's soul happen to make up three souls and seven souls, living in one body, sealed by me."

When Shen stick heard his voice, he was very stiff, and the gaze he looked at had a very complicated meaning.

Seeing them like this, He Tang yelled badly, fearing that they would start talking again, so he hurriedly said, "Min Daoist said you know how to solve this kind of thing, is it true?"

"What did he say?" The magic stick glanced at Min Yuejun, who still had that indifferent expression.

He Tang nodded.

Shen stick covered his forehead with his hands to keep calm, and said in his mouth: "You bring the man, I'll take a look."

"Bring it?" He Tang hesitated, looking at Min Yuejun, "Can you?"

Min Yuejun nodded: "Bring it here, and let Tianfeng protect it carefully."

He Tang didn't dare to spread the word in the sun, so he ran to the door of the dungeon, beckoned to a disciple, and asked him to help spread the word.After a while, Tianfeng rushed over with Zhu Xiaowu whose body was stiff and his eyes wide open, and his eyes were fixed by the talisman. Yang Jinshu followed behind him holding the Shura umbrella.When he reached the gate of the dungeon, he took Zhu Xiaowu from his hand and carried him in.

Although Tianfeng really wanted to watch the fun, but the dungeon was a forbidden place for Qinglian Guan, he didn't dare to rush in, so he had to give Yang Jinshu the talisman paper and ask him to take it in with him, maybe it would be of some help.

Yang Jinshu put Zhu Xiaowu on the ground slowly, saw the magic stick and said with a smile: "Master Daoist, you finally woke up, are you all right?"

"It depends on what you say, but I can't breathe anyway." After the magic stick complained, he squatted beside Zhu Xiaowu and checked carefully.

Sure enough, as Min Yuejun said, Zhu Xiaowu now has two souls in his body, and these three souls and seven souls have temporarily maintained a delicate balance because of the fit of the body.It won't die suddenly, but it can't be separated either.

This is much trickier than being fooled by wild ghosts back then.

Shenzhu clicked twice, looked up at them: "What do you want to do?"

He Tang: "We don't understand, tell me."

The magic stick scratched his head and said: "I can only trap the souls of these two people in this body to save my life. But I don't know whether the person who controls the body will be Zhu Xiaowu or that ghost."

He Tang gritted his teeth: "That's the only way?"

The magic stick nodded: "That's the only way."