I overturned the car after being scumbag

When Jiang Yuanhan woke up, he had already left Dongshan Temple.

He nestled in the master's arms, looked up from below, and could only see a little bit of chin and lips inside the bamboo hat, which looked very pleasing to the eye.The hand holding the little fox was also very gentle, which reminded Jiang Yuanhan of his Taoist companion a little bit.

He turned over, put his paw on the other's arm, and looked forward with his eyes exposed: "What did you tell me last night? I fell asleep and didn't hear it. Where did you say you were going back?"

The Zen master scratched the fluffy fox's head with his hands down, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you back to the mountain gate after this matter is settled."

Jiang Yuanhan naturally thought it was a Buddhist monastery, so he lost interest in asking in detail.He was held in the arms of the other party, surrounded by the scent of sandalwood and lotus, with a little warm feeling.Zen Master Wangsheng's escape method is not fast, and the weather is also very good, the wind is blowing very comfortably.

Jiang Yuanhan watched the scenery honestly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I went down the mountain to travel, in fact, to solve the problem of the earth-bound evil spirits and ghost towns in the world." He said, "I met you by fate."

ghost town?Jiang Yuanhan froze for a moment.

The resentment was soaring, and he did not enter Fengdu.Those who cannot be led into the Netherworld by themselves have always been the first-rate ghosts in the world.Ghosts harm living beings, and grievances are difficult to resolve. Sometimes righteous monks often go to resolve the matter, but Jiang Yuanhan is the first time to go with a Buddhist monk.

He looked at his little paw, deeply felt that this trip was a little dangerous, and discussed: "Zen Master, look at my little knowledge, but I can't help you, or you put me here, and I will wait for you." you come back?"

A hand moved over and rubbed his ears gently, making the fox's ears feel hot.Only then did Jiang Yuanhan hear the other party's unhurried voice.

"With you by my side, my mind is at peace. This is a great help, and it is up to you."

What a load of nonsense.As soon as Jiang Yuanhan heard it, he knew that this person had made an excuse. He grabbed the other person's rubbing hand and bit his anger as if to vent his anger: "Monks don't tell lies, you lie to me like this, how can you have Dharma in your heart?"

"One word and one sentence, absolutely nothing false."

Jiang Yuan snorted coldly and grabbed the other's bitten finger, to see that this person was not making a fuss because he was going to the ghost town to deal with the evil spirits.But he knew that the little fox's level could not help him at all, so he lay obediently in his arms and remained silent.

Whether it's appearance or personality, this person is actually very suitable for me to look for the next spring... No, the criteria for looking for the next incarnation.But when Jiang Yuanhan thought that this was a Buddha and Bodhisattva, he directly denied it-his Taoist companion seemed to have always been a sword cultivator, and his mind was not normal after seeing him.

Zen Master Wangsheng seems to have a normal mind. He should be the kind of wonderful monk who has no desires and desires. He has no worldly desires, so he probably has nothing to do with him.

When the two gradually approached the ghostly city, it was already almost nightfall on the horizon.

The afterglow of the twilight rained down, illuminating the handwriting on the city gate.Jiang Yuanhan only exposed his ears and eyes, observing secretly in the Zen master's arms.

After entering the city, the Chan Master's attire suddenly changed, and the snow-white monk's clothes immediately covered his appearance, like an ordinary scholar on a journey, but he still has the fragrance of Buddha on his body.

The people in the city looked normal. If it wasn't for the strong ghostly aura when looking at it from a distance, Jiang Yuanhan might also be confused.Close to the night market, there is no curfew, small vendors from all walks of life are diligently setting up stalls, the streets are crowded with people, and there are girls in Luoqun who cover their faces and weave on the embroidery building.

Everything looked lively and peaceful.

Until the sky was completely dark, and the candlelight and lanterns were hung high, Jiang Yuanhan cast a vague glance at the ground according to his experience of going out for training.

Light was shining through the pale lantern paper, and there was no one on the ground.Only the shadows of those street vendors seemed to be flying out of thin air.He glanced at the Zen master's feet and found that there was no shadow of the other party.

Jiang Yuanhan raised his head abruptly, and saw Wang Sheng raised his finger to his lips, motioning him to keep quiet.

The little fox nodded.

Unexpectedly, this monk looked young, but his morals were very good, and he could even cover up the aura of strangers without leaking water.Jiang Yuanhan shrank back in satisfaction.

From the corner of his vision, he kept falling outside, seeing children chasing and playing in the street, eating a piece of white candle as usual without changing their expressions, and smiling happily.And those passers-by walked too fast, as if floating.

There is probably no one alive in this city.

I don't know if the Zen master can deal with it.Jiang Yuanhan thought worriedly.

While he was thinking, the two stopped in front of a small building.Jiang Yuanhan came back to his senses, and when he looked up, he saw the words "Qunyu Hall" on the plaque.The night wind here is bleak, and it looks very cold, but it is decorated with crimson and gorgeous, and there is a delicate and fragrant rouge smell from the inside.

The little fox subconsciously grabbed the other party's sleeves, and whispered: "Zen Master, this is a brothel, do you know the brothel? Will you not be scolded if you go back to the temple like this?"

Wang Sheng glanced at him, and said patiently: "The poor monk does something and doesn't do it, and he has to follow the authority. Could it be that the little fox will sue me in front of the abbot."

Jiang Yuanhan propped up his little paw thoughtfully, thought for a while, and said to himself: "...It's a way."

The Zen master was amused by him, and he played with his little paw gently, so that the little fox was completely hidden in his arms.It's just that there is still a section of fluffy tail exposed. From the perspective of others, it looks more like a scholar wearing a bamboo hat hugging a cat.

He walked into the Jade Pavilion.

The Qunyu Hall was empty, as if there was no one in it, it could be said that not even a ghost could be seen.In the middle is a high platform with a pipa on it, and it is chilly everywhere.

When Wang Sheng took him all the way to the chairs under the high platform and sat down, the door on the second floor creaked, and a young woman in a red neon dress with half-exposed shoulders lay on the railing and looked down. After looking around, he went downstairs with swaying steps.

Jiang Yuanhan quietly looked at the beautiful female ghost, and murmured to her: "Don't be fooled by your appearance, people will use you to pick up yang to replenish yin, and I don't want to be eaten by ghosts at all."

The Zen master patted him lightly, as if to comfort the little fox, and whispered in his ear: "Form is emptiness."

Jiang Yuanhan believed his evil, and watched the woman in red walking over in silence, her whole body was full of enchanting and charming energy.She glanced over lazily: "There is business at this point, the little brother just came to our place, right?"

A jade hand that looked like a cut onion reached over, and lightly tapped the edge of the bamboo hat.

"What are you doing wearing this? Don't you look too handsome and refuse to show up for fear of getting hurt?"

This is a bit frivolous.But Wang Sheng did not retreat at all, and seemed unmoved.He raised his head and looked around, and saw that on the second floor, which was originally empty, there were unknowingly some beautiful women with different appearances, and they were all watching jokes with smiles on their faces.

But the more people there are, the more the temperature drops, as if the chill is getting heavier.

The woman didn't make things difficult for the other party, she pulled a chair and sat beside the Zen master, propped her cheek and said, "In a place like ours, no one dares to come in anymore. I haven't done business for a long time, and I am negligent."

This is true.The Jade Hall is the origin of this ghost city, and the unjust soul who cut off the city's veins with so much resentment is in it.Ordinary spirits dare not come in, otherwise they will be sucked dry of ghost energy, and their souls will be scattered, which is probably a common and ordinary way of death.

If you die, you have to die again, this grievance is too great.

The woman in red pushed a cup of warm tea to the other party. The surface of the tea looked crystal clear, but in the Buddha's Dharma Eye, it was dark inside, and the oil of corpses sank to the bottom.

Jiang Yuanhan's eyes were blocked by the Zen master's palm, and he could only hear the woman's voice sounding again.

"I don't think you are an ordinary person, and you probably didn't come to do business with us, but...to make trouble with us."

There was laughter one after another upstairs.

"But we are magnanimous," the strong fragrance from the woman's body was infecting, covering the faint Buddha fragrance on Wang Sheng's body for a while. "I only love you, not kill you."

At the moment when the voice fell, Jiang Yuanhan suddenly felt that everything around him was different.The solitude and prosperity in the Jade Pavilion seemed to have disappeared like a cloud, but the strong and choking fragrance escaped into my mind instead.

The surrounding scene completely changed.

It is an illusion in ghost cultivation, and ghost cranes should also know it.Jiang Yuanhan recognized what it was in an instant, but when he looked up, what he saw was not a stunning beauty or a sacred treasure, but a hand that handed him a sword tassel.

The goose-yellow sword tassel lay docilely and peacefully in the palm of Jianxiu's hand. The thin cocoon of holding the sword for a long time was attached to the inner side of the phalanx.

Jiang Yuanhan was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously stretched out a hand.

He still remembers the scene of that day clearly.Willful, angry, don't want this precious gift, let it fall into the dust.Jiang Yuanhan clearly knew that this was just an illusion, that it was just a trick played by Ghost Xiu to fool him, but he still couldn't help himself.

Those who are heading in the dark direction may have known that there is a bottomless abyss under their feet.It's just that they can't escape.

Jiang Yuanhan even felt that the little uncle was looking at him. If he hadn't refused that day, but had held it tightly in his hand, wouldn't the other party not be able to wait for him?

He is not without weaknesses.

Jiang Yuanhan's hand stopped in the air, and his fingers trembled slightly. Before touching the other's palm, he couldn't help but look up at him.

Looking into a pair of indifferent and gentle eyes, it seems that no matter what he chooses, he will not blame himself.But because of this, how could anyone be willing to let him down.

Jiang Yuanhan curled up his hands suddenly, staring at Jiansui in his palm, his reason was completely overwhelmed, he just wanted to take Jiansui and hold his hand.The moment his fingertips touched the opponent, something seemed to pinch the back of his neck suddenly, the slightly cold temperature gently caressed his flesh, and Li Ningyuan's voice rang in his ears.

"I'm just a substitute, aren't I?"

Everyone in Jiang Yuanhan was dumbfounded, his scalp tingled with fright at the words in his ear.He paused at a loss, and then he felt this arm around his waist. Every word was obviously calm, but deep suffering was buried.

"Xiaohan," he said, "you can't see me."

Jiang Yuanhan: "...Master, brother..."

"I've never figured it out, why would you accept me? Just because of the similarity..."

The opponent's hand was getting colder and colder, it came around from the waist, held down his wrist, and prevented him from holding others.That hand was almost the same as the hand that handed Jiansui, but as if forcing, more like begging, he retracted his fingers.

Jiang Yuanhan's mind was in chaos, and he stammered: "No, you... I only have one Taoist companion, you..."

"It's him?"

Are you not alone!This ghost cultivator is really annoying!Why do you want to engage in this kind of Shura field? !

Jiang Yuanhan was hugged by the other party. He obviously couldn't see the appearance of his senior brother, but he could still feel the approaching breath.It's like after the ice layer cracks, a piece of boiling hot magma below is pressing your face every inch of your nerves.

The practice of Ghost Cultivation and Illusion Art is not particularly perfect, but the grasp of this measure can be regarded as a master.Jiang Yuanhan didn't have the mind to think about what was going on outside of illusion at all. He was hugged too tightly by his senior brother, and his lips were sealed the next moment.

It is still the kind of violent but lingering way, full of deep love and hate.Jiang Yuanhan made him cry, but he couldn't bear to push him away, he was released when he was a little out of breath, he whispered next to his brother's ear: "I will look for you, don't stay too far away from me... ..."

Just when this sentence was finished, everything in front of my eyes seemed to be broken, and all of them disappeared suddenly.Jiang Yuanhan opened his eyes, and there were no beautiful women in Qunyu Hall in front of him, only a huge black ghost fog rising into the sky, and a golden light pierced the sky and earth, it was Zen Master Wangsheng.

Jiang Yuanhan huddled in the arms of Zen Master Wangsheng, saw that the other party deliberately protected himself with one arm, and looked at the scene of demons dancing in front of him, and said a little worriedly: "Master, can you do it?"

Wang Sheng didn't answer him immediately, the bodhi lotus seed in his hand had a hazy Buddha light, covering the little fox, and then said: "As long as you don't bite me."

Jiang Yuanhan immediately retorted: "How could I bite you! You are not..."

His words gradually weakened, he looked at the bloodstains on the other party's shirt in embarrassment, stretched out his little claws to roll up the Zen master's sleeves a little bit, and saw the clear and incomparable evidence of crime on the other party's wrist.

The bite was pretty deep.

Jiang Yuanhan lowered his head on the opponent's arm in frustration, and said sullenly: "Actually, I didn't want to bite you, I just... just met someone I like."

I don't know why, but he feels that his temper is getting better and better, and his Taoist partner may really sacrifice himself to save the world and awaken the villain with love.

Jiang Yuanhan was reminiscing about the scene, when he saw a dark and ferocious ghost rushing straight over, stabbing fiercely with the evil spirit all over his body, but before he even got close to the little fox's head, he was dissolved by the hazy Buddha's light.

Zen Master Wangsheng picked up the ghost with a cold face, the Buddha seal between his brows glowed faintly, and the spirit immediately dissipated the ghostly aura and annihilated on the spot.

It is simply a physical excess.

Jiang Yuanhan sighed that the current Buddhist cultivators are really ruthless, and heard the Zen master continue the previous topic as if nothing had happened.

"The person you like... is a wild female fox?"

Jiang Yuanhan: "..."

The author has something to say: Mother fox: It's none of my business.