The monk was holding a bamboo lantern, at an arm's length, lighting the mountain path for the little girl, who looked pitiful and delicate in his eyes.

He seldom does this kind of serving work for others, so he is not very skilled at it.

Several times, they were either a step faster or a step slower, and the candle flame almost burned each other's clothes.

"Master Ziyan, why don't you put out the candle? The moonlight is already bright enough." Su Qinchao, who almost bumped into the bamboo lantern again, finally couldn't help but speak.

At this time, they had come to a place with a very clear and empty view.

The moonlight in the sky was very bright, illuminating the road ahead very clearly, even the shadows of the monk Ziyan and the weasel were clearly visible.

Therefore, Su Qinchao did not understand why a monk like himself had to carry this bamboo lamp that looked like a firefly.

Not only did this tiny light seem to have no effect, it also got in the way and blocked their way, making it difficult for them to walk.

Su Qinchao probably forgot that he still looks the same as he did when he was sixteen years old in his previous life.

At this moment, he opened his big bright eyes with his tail slightly raised, looking delicate and charming.

As soon as she opened her mouth, a soft and sticky voice came out from her plump and moist red lips.

"Young lady, do you know why, as a living soul, you are almost a physical entity here and need to walk yourself?" This was the first time that the monk Ziyan heard this voice.

I just felt that my bodhi mind had become soft.

His eyes softened unconsciously. For the first time in his life, he felt that all living beings in his eyes were not so equal.

At least this female donor is really rare and cute.

"Why?" Su Qinchao asked puzzledly without realizing it.

He did doubt this, not to mention walking now.

Just looking at Young Master Huang Qi's previous intention to practice spiritual cultivation with him, he already felt that it was very unreasonable.

He was clearly a soul, but not as thin as dust as imagined, and he couldn't even wear clothes or anything.

He thought that the setting of this imaginary world was different...

"This is Sanxiao Ridge, the boundary between the world of the living and the underworld." Monk Ziyan smiled and explained to Su Qinchao:

"Originally, this place was quite normal before the Qin Dynasty, and there were many people living there. But later, wars broke out frequently, and it became a burial place for the dead, and it gradually became like this."

No one wanted to stay here, the village gradually dispersed, and the houses collapsed.

There are many monsters and evil spirits here, and ordinary mortals can neither get in nor leave.

On the contrary, homeless souls like ghosts and monsters can solidify here and walk and wander on the ground like humans.

Although Su Qinchao is a living soul, he is almost the same.

However, the soul-guiding incense is still needed to prevent the three souls and seven spirits from being dispersed by the evil spirit of this place.

Just like the sandalwood that Young Master Huang Qi had on him before, it was the soul-guiding incense he had lit along the way.

However, they were all destroyed by the strong wind controlled by the monk Ziyan.

The bamboo lamp in Monk Ziyan's hand now has exactly this function.

"Miss, you can try to stay away from it." Monk Ziyan stopped and gestured.

After Su Qin walked a few steps to the side as he was told, he saw that his soul had become visibly fainter.

The internal organs, where the soul gathered in the chest and abdomen, began to stir, so they quickly moved back.

"It's true." Su Qinchao looked at his newly solidified soul and felt incredible.

This place made him feel somewhat similar to the Half-Step in the movie “The Legend of White Snake” that he had watched in his previous life.

The settings there are similar to those of the Three Xiaoling Mountains, both of which exist in the gray area of ​​the mortal world.

But speaking of this, Ling Qi has been going to ask for help for such a long time, why hasn't anyone appeared yet? Could this be the reason?

...

"Are you sure this is..." Monk Ziyan looked in shock at the body of a man on the white jade platform, who looked taller than himself.

He looked at the side again and saw the soul of a girl who looked very petite and fragile.

I couldn't help but cast my eyes on the weasel with its two front legs resting on the platform.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak." The weasel received the message, shook its head and gestured, trying to tell him that this was the girl's physical body.

"It's indeed me." Su Qinchao also nodded, and then, under the still incredulous gaze of the monk who called himself, he climbed up the white jade platform with a nimble figure.

However, before he could officially merge with his own body.

His body was abducted right in front of him by a white afterimage that rushed over in a hurry.

"What do you want to do to him?" Ling Qi opened his cold snow-white eyes wide, standing more than three meters away, looking at the two people opposite him with unfriendly eyes.

As soon as he came in, he saw the woman opposite him climbing towards Su Qinchao, and he immediately became anxious.

I thought there was an incarnation of evil that was going to harm Su Qinchao. After all, this place is very weird.

He went to the government office to ask for a lot of help, and then went to the land temple to ask for talismans. It took him a long time to finally get in smoothly.

Afterwards, he and several other constables searched for a long time inside and out, passing through countless strange and spooky places, before finally finding Su Qinchao here.

Naturally, I didn't notice anything else.

Now he held Su Qinchao in his arms, and his heart finally settled down. Only then did he have time to observe the opposite side.

Only then did he realize that in addition to the woman, there was also a monk opposite him.

He looked familiar, and seemed to be very similar to the monk who traveled outside Ximing Temple back then.

Moreover, after seeing the woman's face clearly, Ling Qi was surprised to find that she actually looked somewhat similar to the person in his arms.

"Hello, benefactor." Seeing Ling Qi had been looking at them.

Monk Ziyan finally came to his senses and took the initiative to perform a Buddhist salute to him.

"What's going on?" Ling Qi subconsciously felt that things were not simple.

Not to mention this monk, the way the woman opposite him looked at him was almost exactly the same as the way Su Qinchao usually looked at himself.

But how was that possible? He was clearly in her arms.

"Ling Qi, it's me." Seeing that it was Ling Qi who stole his body, Su Qinchao's breath, which had been slightly held, suddenly relaxed.

They walked over quickly with the monk who was holding a small bamboo lantern.

"How do you know me?" Ling Qi looked at the two people who were getting closer and closer in confusion. Although he was a little wary in his heart, he did not avoid them.

"I am Su Qinchao." At this time, Su Qinchao and Monk Ziyan had already walked close to Ling Qi.

"You are obviously a woman." Although Ling Qi's eyes were full of suspicion, his hand subconsciously touched the face of the person in his arms, and it was hot!

"She was a woman in her previous life, and Huang Qilang used magic to bring her soul out." The monk Ziyan pointed at the weasel that was following closely under his feet.

He had just learned the real truth from the weasel's gesture.

Although he still found it a little hard to accept the fact that the soft and tender girl in front of him was actually a man.

But there was no time to waste, so he explained the reasons clearly to Ling Qi.

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