Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

Chapter 88

Jian Shou guessed right, but Wu Yeting found him within two days.

There was no embarrassment after regretting, but a calm expression.

What is calm is to have confidence, and confidence is the string of soul-gathering bells in his hand.

An ancestral treasure, it is said that it can gather Yin and Yang, and condense people's soul.

Wu Yeting didn't sit down, and directly handed the soul-gathering bell to Jian Shou.

The white jade pendant is shining brightly, and when it swings, the bell sounds pleasantly.

Jian Shou was shocked, as if something was about to burst out of his heart.

But he didn't reach out to take it: "Master Wu, you can think clearly."

Wu Yeting nodded: "Of course, please ask Mr. Di about the little girl."

Since Wu Sumei fell ill, Wu Yeting has been able to do this kind of business with money first.

It's just that the soul-gathering bell is incomparable to other money, and it is a priceless treasure.

If Jian Shou doesn't cure Wu Sumei as promised, then Wu Yeting will crush her to the end of the world.

He pinned his lifelong hope on this, and only hoped that he could exchange his daughter with such a dead thing.

"As for what the little nephew is, please give me an explanation at the end."

Jian Shou could clearly see the threat and heaviness in Wu Yeting's eyes.

He nodded and took the string of soul-gathering bells, his hands were refreshing and cold.

It would be a lie to say that he was not excited, Jian Shou held it, only to feel that the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

I can't wait to find the ghost king immediately, and gather my soul for him.

When Wu Yeting came out from Jian Shou's place, he happened to be bumped into by Sinian who was holding the baby.

Wu Susu obediently called Uncle, but she didn't reach out for him to hug her as usual.

Wu Yeting looked at him with complicated eyes, and hurriedly said hello.

Before Si Nian had time to ask, all he could see was his back.

Wu Susu didn't seem to be very interested, she hugged Sinian's neck and didn't let go.

The voice muffled and asked: "Brother, does uncle not like me?"

Si Nian touched his head and said softly "No".

But I thought about it a lot in my heart, and it became more and more heavy.

The only reason why Wu Yeting came to find Di Sheng was to send Susu to rescue his daughter.

Si Nian glanced at the yard in front of him, and left here with Wu Susu in his arms.

For the past two days, Wu Susu has been clinging to Si Nian, and her mood has been depressed.

Si Nian was worried about what he was thinking, so he just stayed with him like this.

After the meal, after finally being persuaded to fall asleep, Si Nian rushed to Jian Shou's place.

He wanted to just rush in and question, but he was afraid of tearing his face again.

He had scruples in his heart, not just wanting to get along with Di Sheng better.

Sometimes, liking this kind of thing is not enough to teach life and death, but it is also enough to make people yearn for delusions.

Wu Susu opened his eyes after he left.

There was a dead void in the originally agile pupils, like a corpse that had lost its soul.

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It was afternoon, and the sun was bright and warm.

Si Nian just climbed on the edge of a wall under a large shade, without attracting anyone's attention.

He even felt that the skill he had practiced in his childhood was quite practical.

I don't know how long I waited until I saw Jian Shou coming out with an umbrella.

Under the umbrella is the shadow to avoid the sun, and he has been seen holding an umbrella on sunny days more than once.

Si Nian rested his chin on the hilt of his sword, and his doubts became even more serious. In the world, only yin fears yang.

But this kind of suspicion came and went quickly, and Si Nian's attention was soon completely devoted to Jian Shou.

The light green clothes corners are a bit lighter than the new branches on the tree.

Holding the umbrella bone with your fingers is like playing with a piece of dead man's bones.

The other hand held a string of white jade chains, Si Nian couldn't see the complete shape of the chains under the sunlight.

Just as he couldn't see the expression on Jian Shou's face clearly, he could only hear the faint ringing of the bell.

Like the sound of spring drops echoing in the depths of a pine forest, or like a cold wind blowing through a silent wilderness.

While refreshing, it felt too cold and biting, and the hairs stood on end.

Si Nian's eyes widened, this is Soul Gathering Bell!

Jian Shou's index finger passed through the Soul Gathering Bell and shook it gently in the air.

The bell's reel sprang up rapidly, clearly calling for something.

The pure white umbrella surface was raised slightly, revealing the corner of Jian Shou's mouth.

Thin and insipid, it still outlines an upward arc.

He was indeed smiling, but Si Nian felt that he was smiling strangely.

The bushes and bushes trembled, and a cold wind blew in on a sunny day.

Si Nian felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and his five fingers holding the hilt of the sword tightened more and more.

The eyes that fell on Jian Shou became more and more strange and sharp.

Wrapped in a dark wind, the ringing became humming, as if there were ghosts howling in it, very eerie.

In just a moment, his upper body naturally leaned forward, and Jian Shou was wrapped into Qin Shou's arms.

The familiar breath rushed towards him overwhelmingly, almost drowning him.

Instead, Jian Shou stretched out his hands, hugged the man's waist, and buried himself deeper.

Si Nian stared at him in disbelief, only seeing the umbrella that fell on the ground.

There is also the expression of the man hugging the air with all his might, ready to cry.

It was the first time Si Nian saw that person's expression like this, maybe it's not accurate to describe it as happiness.

But he must be happy, he was so happy that he almost cried, but Si Nian's heart became indescribably sour, for some reason.

The talisman paper in his arms was about to move, wanting to run out to catch the ghost.

But how could Di Sheng be a ghost?Si Nian wiped his face, but took out the porcelain bottle.

A streak of bright red blood was imprinted between his eyebrows, like a raging fire.

At the same time, Jian Shou, who was held in Qin Shou's arms, suddenly groaned in pain, and hurriedly covered his eyes!

The moment he opened his eyes, Si Nian saw the man whose whole body was shrouded in a black mist of death.

I even saw him turn his head, with a bloodthirsty sarcasm drawn from the corner of his mouth.

The man guarded Jane tightly, and the two were as close as two lovers combined into one.

Si Nian gritted his teeth bitterly, and wanted to rush inside without thinking much at all.

Qin Shou Jiangzi's sleeve shook, and he was thrown out!

The body is like a stone blown by the wind, lifted high and landed heavily.

"Oh!" Si Nian vomited out a mouthful of sticky blood, and passed out completely.

Is an ant that steals life no better than a camel that is dead?

Jian Shou covered his distorted face, almost being laughed at by his own description.

Ghost energy from all directions rushed towards Jian Shou's yard.

Qin Shou's ink hair flaring in the air seemed to be absorbing his energy, gradually revealing its reality.

He comforted Jian Shou who was trembling all over, and his hoarse voice lingered in his ears.

With a little temptation, "Ah Shou, can I kill him for you?"

Jian Shou's five fingers suddenly grabbed Qin Shou's collar, pressing his forehead against his cold chin.

Waiting for the piercing pain to slowly settle down, and then said: "Not good."

Qin Shou's long and narrow eyes quickly narrowed, filled with unknown emotions.

But at the next moment, he completely restrained himself, because Jian Shou said, "Come with me."

Stay with me, don't leave me for a second when I am in the most pain.

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It was already late at night when Si Nian woke up, he was neither outside Jian Shou's yard nor in his own room.

Instead, he was lying on a boulder under the bodhi tree. He had seen this yard before, and it was allocated to a monk by Wu Yeting.

He instinctively touched his chest, but there was no discomfort at all!

It's just that the porcelain bottle in his arms disappeared.

The knocking sound of the wooden fish came from far to near, and the monk in cassock stepped forward facing the moonlight.

Si Nian got up from the ground and patted the dust all over his body.

"You saved me?"

The monk knocked on the wooden fish and did not speak.

"Okay, thank you." Si Nian walked away, not caring whether the monk answered or not.

But the monk said at this time: "Benefactor, please stay."

"I don't know what the benefactor thinks about today's incident?"

His question was left blank, without specifying what it was about, but Si Nian understood what he was asking.

Si Nian's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist. To be honest, he didn't know what happened today.

I don't even know what Di Sheng is!He's in a mess right now.

The monk seemed to know what he was thinking, and stopped knocking on the wooden fish.

The voice was far away: "Mr. Di, it's just a strand of heavenly soul with human skin hanging on it."

Si Nian frowned, "Heavenly Soul..."

In Taoism, people have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are said to be Taiguang, Shuangling, and Youjing.

The second is the soul of heaven, the soul of the earth, and the soul of life. Among them, only the soul of life can live in the womb and become a human being.

If there is only a ray of heavenly soul, which cannot be reincarnated, isn't it a lonely soul and a wild ghost?

The veins on Si Nian's fist popped: "You mean, Di Sheng is a ghost!"

The Seven Star Sword at the waist let out a piercing cry, symbolizing how furious its owner was at the moment.

The monk shook his head and nodded again: "That's also a ghost with some skills."

The body that the ghost king molded for him was perfect, invulnerable to all poisons and powerful in force, and even gave him his own cultivation.

Si Nian thought of Di Sheng's relaxed look when he dealt with Wu Sumei, and also remembered how he came back intact after being injured.

The most important thing is what happened before his eyes today... It turns out that he has been kept in the dark!

"Then what happened to the other ghost? What's the relationship with Di Sheng?"

He didn't forget that man who could kill him with a wave of his hand!

what relationship?

It is a relationship of lovers and enemies, connected and deceived each other.

The monk smiled without saying a word, but what appeared in his eyes was the tragic scene of the destruction of Huangquan.

He shook his cassock, and never forgot that sentence——

"Destroying my underworld, your fault is unforgivable!"

So he said, "It's just lonely souls who depend on each other for life, one wants to become an adult, and the other wants to help him become an adult."

All the negativity and speculation have come together.

Si Nian suddenly asked urgently: "Then what do they want Wu Susu to do!?"

"The donor should have an answer in his heart."

What can two ghosts do with one living person?Either kill or eat!

Looking at the monk's calm gaze, Si Nian strengthened his assumptions.

Di Sheng wanted Su Sumo to get something from him, to help that man grow up! ?

And that soul-gathering bell is a tool used to condense the soul of a man!

Si Nian ran out immediately, he wanted to find Wu Susu so that nothing happened to him.

When turning the corner at the end, he yelled: "Monk, you better not have lied to me!"

The monk nodded as if responding, and knocked the wooden fish in his hand again...

A lie or a hoax, both true and false.

Yama looked at his cassock that had been burned to ashes by the yin fire, thinking of course in his heart.