Pick up a celestial master and go home to town house

Time passed quietly, and it was approaching the end of the year.

In the cave, if Ren Ling got something, he threw the last book into the brazier, and the flames engulfed the last page of the book, and Ren Ling also figured out the general directions of Yin Huaguang's several longevity recipes;

It's a pity that part of the book was destroyed after all, or the most critical part. Yin Huaguang probably deliberately found out the key part and destroyed it before setting up an ambush in the cave.

But it is enough for Ren Ling. What he lacks is information, and he doesn't want to learn Yin Huaguang's method. Yin Huaguang has been living as a ghost king for so many years, and he obviously hasn't found a more reliable method. Why don't he look at it from another angle? Find a way.

These things are not many, but Yin Huaguang has studied them for 200 years. Ren Ling took a day off to digest the knowledge he gained, and a vague idea has already appeared in his heart.

It was cold outside, Zhou Yi didn't want to go out to play at this time, he was more willing to make out with Ren Ling in the stone room, the dozen or so charging treasures were completely useless.

When Ren Ling came in, Zhou Yi was still sleeping on his stomach in the warm stone room. Ren Ling sat down on the edge of the bed and watched him for a while, then lay down beside him to rest.

They came for their honeymoon after all, Ren Ling didn't want to leave a bad feeling for Zhou Yi, and spent most of his reading time on Zhou Yi's rest, which didn't make Zhou Yi feel that he was left alone to play alone.

When he heard that he could leave tomorrow, Zhou Yi's expression was filled with reluctance.

They're living a ridiculous life these days.

Zhou Yi has never been so close to Ren Ling for so many days, no daily chores, no one else, eat when hungry, sleep when tired, go to bed when happy, as if there are only the two of them in the world.

Although Ren Ling didn't say anything, his emotions were always flying high. He took Zhou Yi who was still asleep into his arms, and a thought came to his mind, it would be great if he could stay here with Zhou Yi like this forever.

But the world won't stop because of them, and they still have to face what should be theirs. For the sake of the future, Ren Ling still left the next day with reluctant consideration.

When they went back, Ren Ling didn't take any more missions, and it was enough to experience it carefully when they came. They stayed in the cave for more than half a month, and they didn't have so much time when they went back.

I wanted to go back quickly, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. In the evening, heavy snow fell outside the window, and Zhou Yi lay down on the hotel table with a dark face and sighed.

"Ren Ling, are we a bit unlucky? Hurry up and hurry up. We finally arrived at the airport on time, and the plane was delayed because of Blizzard. Do you have any spells to improve your luck?"

Ren Ling took a look at Zhou Yi, "Borrowing a lucky charm, but if you borrow good luck, you will have to pay back double in the future, that is, how lucky you are now, and double the bad luck after the effect of the charm is over. ?”

"No, no, double return, it's better not to borrow." Zhou Yi shook his head like a rattle.

"There is no good thing in the world that you can get without giving. If you want something, you will naturally lose something else. Don't think so in the future."

"Go take a shower." Zhou Yi curled his lips, pushed Ren Ling, who still wanted to continue talking, to the bathroom, and helped him close the bathroom door.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on too much, and Zhou Yi was a little hot, so he couldn't help but open the window a little bit for ventilation, something vaguely flashed outside the window.

Zhou Yi was stunned, there was nothing, but when he sat down again, he was a little impatient, and couldn't sit still, "Ren Ling, I'm going downstairs to buy something."

"Yeah." Ren Ling answered coldly from the bathroom.

Zhou Yi put on his coat and went downstairs. He seemed to see several convenience stores on the road.

Someone seemed to stop him, but he insisted on walking forward without saying a word, until he tripped over something and fell down.

Zhou Yi was in pain, and suddenly woke up, picked up a small bowl that had tripped over him, and the bowl contained frozen hard food, which seemed to be stuffed raw.

Stuffed rice?That's not what people eat!

Feeling cold, Zhou Yi hurriedly got up from the ground, looked up and saw a black and white photo of a woman smiling at him, the fear froze her heart, she was tricked!

Looking around, he was standing in the middle of rows of tombstones.

"Girl, I'm sorry, I didn't trip over the food offered to you on purpose, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhou Yi hurriedly lifted up the small bowl and put it back where it was originally.

In the black-and-white photo, the woman's original smiling expression changed a little, as if she was a little angry.

Shivering again, Zhou Yi touched his body and finally found something, "I'm not satisfied, I only have this, I'll eat it with you."

He put a few mints in his pocket into a bowl, found a short piece of incense on the ground, lit it, and offered it to the person in the photo, and finally wrapped his clothes tightly and ran away.

When he found the exit and ran out, the old man who guarded the cemetery looked at him strangely, "It's the third one this month."

After Zhou Yi vaguely heard it, he ran faster. Why is there a cemetery near the airport? How can people live here? He went to touch his phone and found that he had forgotten it in the hotel. He didn’t know how to get back now.

"Ren Ling... Hurry up and find out that I'm missing." Zhou Yi didn't meet anything, and it wouldn't be a problem to beat him up, but nothing came out to look for him. There was only a black and white photo with changing expressions, which happened to hit Zhou Yi. Be a little scared.

He was on the side of the road for a long time, and no taxi passed by. There may be a cemetery in this place, and few people pass by here at night. Zhou Yi didn't know where he was, so he had to pick a direction and walk slowly.

He walked in a trance, a figure rushed over in the wind and snow, hugged him eagerly, and said softly: "It's fine."

"Ren Ling, you have been taking a bath for so long!" Zhou Yi was embraced by the warm body temperature, his numb heart began to revive, and he complained in a low voice: "I don't know what was lost, and I didn't respond at all when I pulled my fingers."

"It may not be malicious." Ren Ling was helpless. The emerald green finger is good everywhere, but it will not activate when there is no attack or maliciousness. It is a passive magic weapon.

"If you have anything to do, you can show up to me directly, and it took me to the cemetery, am I the one who would be willing to go to the cemetery?" Zhou Yi shook his little paw, and with Ren Ling backing him, his courage returned .

Ren Ling carried Zhou Yi back to the hotel and slept with Zhou Yi in his arms all night before Zhou Yi fell asleep in shock.

In the middle of the night, a woman appeared in Zhou Yi's sleep. She pointed at her wrist and kept talking, "Untie it, untie it, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong——"

Zhou Yi's sleep began to be uneasy, the woman hugged his leg, raised her head, revealing a strange dead face with a triangular face, narrow eyes and sharp mouth, bloody tears kept flowing from her tears.

He began to struggle in Ren Ling's arms, and his legs kept kicking away Ren Ling's legs wrapped around him.

Ren Ling sat up and his face became colder and colder, "You want to die, but you dare to entangle yourself in dreams."

He grabbed Zhou Yi, and a shrill voice was crushed. The room became quiet again, but Ren Ling didn't sleep anymore. He watched Zhou Yi's brows stretch again, and patted Zhou Yi lightly, finally letting Zhou Yi She smiled again and fell asleep.

Ren Ling got up and stood next to Zhou Yi. He didn't get that thing in his dream, so he might come over in person.

Zhou Yi vaguely felt that someone was calling him, and suddenly sat up, only to find that the side around him was empty, and Ren Ling was not by his side. He was a little flustered, and ran out to look for it.

There were screams in the corridor downstairs, Zhou Yi frowned, and immediately ran downstairs with his clothes on.

Sure enough, it was Ren Ling who was beating ghosts, even the Yuling sword was useless, and his ghost-killing spell could beat a woman in white far away.

But the woman persisted and pleaded, "Master, let me see him, let me see him, please."

Zhou Yi's footsteps came, the woman's eyes lit up, and she rushed towards Zhou Yi's direction again, "Lingjun, Lingjun, I know I'm wrong, please help me."

Lingjun?

Zhou Yi's expression became a little strange, "Stop beating Ren Ling, you won't be able to beat her away anyway, it's exhausting to get rid of her soul, what's the matter with her, let her come and talk about it."

Ren Ling returned to Zhou Yi with a sullen face, and glanced at the woman coldly. When he saw Zhou Yi, his eyes paused and softened, "Is it disturbing you?"

"It's so miserable, it's hard not to hear it." Zhou Yi said helplessly, digging his ears.

Ren Ling's face was even worse, Zhou Yi patted him and said, "I'll ask, hey, come here." The first sentence was to Ren Ling, and the second sentence was to the woman.

After the woman heard it, she floated over with great joy, but was stared at by Ren Ling. She stopped five meters in front of Zhou Yi and said, "Mr. Ling, I really know that I was wrong. Please help my husband."

A vague dream flashed through Zhou Yi's mind. He thought of the woman with the weird triangular face in the dream, hiding behind Ren Ling, and didn't want to face that woman again, "Are you the one in my dream? Scary."

"Lingjun, are you scared? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The woman apologized first, with a good attitude, but Zhou Yi didn't quite believe her, and she was probably the one who took her to the cemetery.

"Tell me first why you want me to save your husband, and what do you know wrong?" Zhou Yi covered his eyes.

"Lingjun, why don't you come with me first, I'll tell you slowly."

Zhou Yi pondered for a while, translated the woman's words to Ren Ling, and asked Ren Ling for his opinion.

"You fascinate him and scare him, and you scare him in a dream. If you don't believe me, don't go." Ren Ling refused.

The woman looked sad, "I didn't intend to do this, the mage next to Lingjun is very powerful, I dare not approach, but Lingjun is leaving soon, I finally saw Lingjun, it is impossible to wait any longer. "

"She said she didn't dare to approach." Zhou Yi leaned next to Ren Ling and bit his ear again.

Ren Ling said coldly: "She is not a human soul, and she has a lot of sins on her body. If she provokes me, she might be broken up directly. She dare not."

Zhou Yi looked at the woman again, and the triangular face in his dream reappeared in his heart. He tentatively asked, "Fox?"

The woman was taken aback for a moment, and her face brightened, "Lingjun, do you still remember me?"

"Of course I remember, you stole something." Zhou Yi's face turned cold, "Give me back my red thread quickly."

Unexpectedly, the woman raised her wrist excitedly when she heard the red line, "Return, return, Lingjun, take it away."

"You used the red thread——" Zhou Yi finally understood what it meant when the woman raised her wrist and said to untie it in her dream, and her face became extremely ugly.