my God

Shenjun saw at a glance that Song Yan was haunted by Yin Qi entering his body. If he didn't untie it, he might lose his soul.

Shenjun reached out and touched Song Yan's forehead, and then his whole body suddenly turned into a ray of light, which penetrated into Song Yan's forehead.

Song Yan was still confronting the man, and he felt that his wrist was about to break.He had already scolded him dry, and the method of exorcising evil with hateful words did not work at all at this time, and the man refused to let go.

It was really called every day, and the ground was not working. Song Yan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, sweating layer after layer.His hand holding the cabinet leg could hardly bear it anymore. If he continued like this, he would definitely be dragged to the ground by the man, and the consequences would be disastrous.

Song Yan suddenly remembered that he had only formed a contract with the god before dawn, and thought he could try to call the god.Although in his current situation he couldn't set up an altar, and couldn't draw a charm to summon gods and send generals, but he could only use a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so he tried to shout.

"Shenjun!" Song Yan immediately raised his voice and shouted.

"Yes." Someone in the room suddenly agreed.

Song Yan turned his head to follow the prestige, and saw that the back window opened at some time, and a crow was standing on the window sill.

After seeing the crow, Song Yan was overjoyed, and blurted out, "God Lord, you are here! Please help me!"

The crow snorted, gave him another look, then looked at the man who was holding Song Yan and refused to let go, and cursed: "How dare you chase me here!"

The crow flew over the man in an instant, opened its sharp claws and grabbed his head.

The man hurriedly let go and hid to the side.

How could the crow let him go, and immediately flapped its wings, and the four black feathers locked on him, up, down, left, and right, and rushed away!

Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, the man instantly turned into a small group of black shadows, barely avoiding the attack by wiping the edge of the black feathers, and then the black shadow flew out of the door without hesitation.

"Do you still want to escape?"

The crow didn't dare to let the tiger go back to the mountain. This dead ghost is so obsessed with Song Yan, what if he sneaks over again someday?

The crow opened its mouth and spit out a spark towards the shadow.The spark instantly got into the black shadow, and with a bang, the black shadow immediately turned into a ball of fire.

"Ah—" A scream came from the fireball.

The fireball fell to the ground while burning, and when it reached the ground, it burned up in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

After finishing everything, the crow flew to the edge of the Kang, staring at Song Yan silently.

Song Yan hurriedly said: "Thank you for coming to save me! I have caused you trouble again!"

The crow spread one wing, slapped Song Yan on the head, and reprimanded: "You didn't call me the first time!"

Song Yan: "..."

How does it know?

The crow seemed to have heard what was in his heart, and immediately said, "I'm here, so you called me!"

"That... I don't remember it when I panic..." Song Yan smiled flatteringly.

The crow slapped him on the head again, and continued to curse: "You have to die before you remember it, don't you?"

"Oh..." Song Yan hugged his head, frowned, pretending to be uncomfortable, "My head hurts so much, if you beat me again, God, I really won't be able to wake up!"

The crow was taken aback, and blurted out, "Do you know this is a dream?"

"I know!" Song Yan raised his wrist, "The strangle marks on it are gone, it should be the yin energy hidden in the wound that pulled me into a nightmare."

"You know it's a dream, so get up quickly!" Crow flew to the back window with a glance, "It's always worrying..."

The crow flew away thoughtfully.

Lying on the bed, Song Yan let out a long sigh of relief.He felt sore all over his body, not only because of the confrontation with the evil ghost just now, but also because the yin qi entered his body and eroded a lot of his yang qi.

It's time to wake up... He closed his eyes, hoping to return to the real world after waking up again in a while.

***

Yang Daochang went to the hillside to gather red arrows and waited for a few medicinal materials to rush back, and saw Song Yan sleeping deeply.

He stopped raving and scratched at the wound, but his brows were still furrowed, and to make matters worse, his cheeks were flushed.

Yang Daochang reached out to touch his forehead, and was startled.The child hadn't had such a high fever for several years, and it happened again today!

He can cure just Yin Qi entering the body, and he can cure just high fever, but he is not sure about the successive symptoms.

He hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and went outside to make a call. Due to the poor signal, he didn't make a call until he walked under the mulberry tree in the front yard.

The call was made to Daoist Ji of Yaowang Temple. As soon as the call was connected, Daoist Ji said over there: "Is there something you need to ask me?"

"That's right, brother, my side..."

"Heh, you two look alike, you only know to call me when you have something to do, and you don't even know to call me when you have nothing to do, let alone come to see me..." Daoist Ji complained before Daoist Yang finished speaking.

"Brother, something happened to Xiao Yan!" Daoist Yang hurriedly shouted into the phone, "Let's put aside other matters first, and you tell me how to save him first!"

"What's the matter with him?" Daoist Ji stopped talking nonsense and asked immediately.

Daoist Yang briefly talked about the matter, and then talked about Song Yan's current situation.

Daoist Ji pondered for a while on the phone and said: "I'll have to see the specific situation to find out. I'll take a taxi there right away. You first boil some water for him to drink with the medicinal materials you prepared earlier!"

"it is good!"

The two priests immediately got busy preparing.

When Yang Daochang called, the crow hiding in the branches and leaves on the mulberry tree was awakened by their voices.After hearing the specific content, it flew quietly to Song Yan's room immediately.

Standing next to Song Yan's pillow, the crow looked at Song Yan quietly for a while, then turned into a golden light and sank into Song Yan's forehead.

***

Song Yan didn't wake up because he was trapped again.

Surrounded by monstrous flames, the scorching heat made people breathless, and Song Yan stood on a small open space in the middle, unable to move an inch.

The clothes were drenched with sweat, and then dried again. Song Yan felt that he would collapse and die soon.His loose long hair was roasted and curled; the exposed skin on his face and hands was also sorely roasted. It might not be long before he would be roasted until he was dried out.

"Divine Monarch! Divine Monarch!"

This time he didn't hesitate, and when he found himself in the fire, he yelled out the name of the god, but no matter how many times he shouted, the god didn't appear.

The circle of flames shrunk again.This is the second time that the flame has moved forward, and the space where Song Yan is is compressed smaller and smaller.

"God Lord..."

With a hoarse voice, Song Yan yelled out with difficulty, and couldn't help coughing.His throat hurts badly, and his lips and tongue are so dry that he has no body fluid.

He suddenly remembered the hexagram that he had calculated for himself before - he was born with a short life.

It's my 17th birthday in a few days, is it possible that I'm going to die in this dream today?I have always wanted to burn myself to death since I was a child, is it finally time to do it today?

Song Yan sat paralyzed on the ground and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of a way to save himself.

He was careless.He thought that after entering the temple gate and becoming a formal disciple of Taoism, he would never have this dream again.Who would have thought that after experiencing a nightmare, she would fall into this even more terrifying dream.

Song Yan stared blankly at the flames in front of him, and vaguely guessed in his heart that as long as the flames moved forward one more time, he would be buried in the sea of ​​flames.

A black figure suddenly appeared from the flames in front of him, that figure was tall and thin, in the shape of a human.

Song Yan immediately looked there intently.

A man steps out of the flames and stops at the edge of the flames.His long black hair fluttered in the flames behind him, and his black clothes were also swayed by the heat generated by the flames—the flames had no effect on him.

"God Lord!"

After seeing the person's face clearly, Song Yan got up from the ground happily.

Shenjun looked at him coldly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"I'm sorry, I have caused you trouble again..." Seeing that he was unhappy, Song Yan hurriedly cupped his hands and apologized to him.

Shenjun still didn't make a sound, he stood there motionless, as if he didn't want to help.

"Shenjun, don't be angry, okay? When I wake up, I will go down the mountain and buy you delicious food..."

Before Song Yan could finish speaking, Shenjun turned around and walked into the flames.

Song Yan thought that he was leading him the way, so he hurriedly chased after him, but as soon as he got close to the flame, his hair, fingertips and cuffs were burned.

"Ouch!" Song Yan screamed in pain, and hurriedly backed away.

The figure of Shenjun had completely disappeared into the flames, and Song Yan hurriedly shouted: "Shenjun! Where are you? I can't see you! Where should I go? I can't get out!"

Song Yan couldn't get an answer even after shouting a few times, so he could only comfort himself that the god must have dealt with the flames from the periphery.

He retreated to the very middle of the clearing, blowing on his wounded hand and looking around.He hoped to see the figure of Shenjun again, that figure could make him feel at ease.

The heat rose again, and the flame moved slowly towards the center again.

Song Yan felt the heat wave around him, but his heart fell into the ice cave in an instant.

God did not save him.

God is gone.

***

The crow came to an open place, and the sky and the earth couldn't be distinguished, and the outline couldn't be seen. Except for the darkness, only a towering wall of fire could be seen in the distance.

The wall of fire extended into a circle connecting end to end, like a circular cage, and something seemed to be trapped in the middle.

The crow was about to fly a little higher to see what was going on inside the wall of fire, when he heard a faint voice coming from inside the flames: "Shenjun! Where are you? I can't see you! Where should I go? I can't get out !"

Song Yan!

The crow hurriedly flew towards the wall of fire, shouting as it flew, "Song Yan! Are you inside?"

No one answered.

The crow flew up immediately, trying to find it from above, but when it flew above, it found that the bottom was completely surrounded by flames, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside the fire.

"Song Yan! Talk! I can't find your place!" Crow shouted again.

Still no answer.

The crow was hovering in the air, observing the situation below, and suddenly saw that the flame seemed to be alive, gradually shrinking towards the middle.

"not good!"

Crow's heart skipped a beat!

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