Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 86

"Jinshu, your dreams are really different." He Tang came to Yang Jinshu's side at some time, and looked at the scene in the courtyard with envy, "You are so good in your dreams, I really can't bear to wake up."

The people in the courtyard gradually dispersed, leaving only Yang Jinshu and him in the gazebo.

"It's just some old stuff." Yang Jinshu pulled him to sit aside, pulled the blanket covering his body, a bit embarrassed, "I used to always look like this when I was sick, I'm making you laugh."

"Why?" He Tang pinched his face, "It's no different from what happened after you died. You look a little sick. But after you died, you didn't cough much, and you are much more energetic."

"Because I don't have a body anymore." The fox fur and blanket on Yang Jinshu's body were gone, and he sat beside him in a boy's shirt, "I practiced some ghost skills and cured my cough."

He Tang looked at him lying on the table, and said seriously: "You have a lot of merit in this life, and you will be reborn in the next life, and you will definitely enjoy the glory and wealth."

"What do I want to be rich and famous?" Yang Jinshu didn't care much, and he lay on the table eye to eye with him, and said gently, "As long as I can meet you in my next life, I will be satisfied."

He Tang was dissatisfied: "The pursuit is too low. You should say that it would be nice if you could be with me in the next life."

Yang Jinshu pursed his lips and smiled, "I just think that as long as I meet you, you will definitely be with me."

"...So confident?"

Yang Jinshu imitated his tone and said with a smile: "I'm so nice, don't you like me?"

He Tang was amused by him, plunged into his arms, and said shamelessly: "I like you, but I don't know when in the next life, I will spend more time with you in my dreams."

Yang Jinshu hugged him and rubbed his hair affectionately.

In the dream, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming. He Tang was lying on his lap basking in the sun. Yang Jinshu had an extra flute in his hand and began to play it softly.

The warm wind blew, and the magic stick stood behind them and shouted: "Let's play mahjong!"

Shi Tianning and Wan Niang appeared one after another, brought melon seed snacks with a smile, and sat down next to each other on the stone table.

"Three missing one, He Tang, are you coming?" Shi Tianning let go of the mahjong, lowered his head and asked He Tang.

He Tang closed his eyes and waved his hands: "Don't play, don't play, listen to my family's brocade book playing the flute."

Wan Niang said: "Yeah, then shall I call Uncle Liu?"

"What's your name, Uncle Liu?" The magic stick slapped the table and shouted back, "Min Yuejun, come and play mahjong with me!"

Everyone looked together, but saw a person walking out from behind the tree, it was Min Yuejun with clear features and handsome figure.He was no longer cold, and with a slight smile on his face, he walked towards them and asked, "Master, what are you hitting?"

"Playing mahjong, taught by He Tang, is a good way to pass the time." The magic stick beckoned him to sit down, "It doesn't matter, I will teach you as a teacher."

"Hey, you masters and apprentices are not allowed to play tricks!" Wan Niang warned, "You are not allowed to communicate secretly."

The magic stick raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say anything when you husband and wife went to battle, what happened when we master and apprentice went to battle?"

Wan Niang spat at him and said angrily, "Who is married to him?"

Shi Tianning played cards leisurely and contentedly, and hummed: "Little lady is thin-skinned, don't make fun of her."

Wan Niang gave him a gouged look: "You are the only one with a thick skin!"

"This young hero has always been like this."

"..."

He Tang spoke from the side: "Ah, there is a lack of a marriage letter, why don't we find Ruyi and ask her to write one for me?"

"That's fine, but I have to tell her about Brother Tianning's birthday."

"Oh, this can be counted by the magic stick!"

The magic stick rolled his eyes: "He Tang, are you stupid? I can only figure out a rough idea. How can I figure out his exact birthday?"

"If you can't figure it out, let your apprentice beat him up, and he will definitely figure it out."

Min Yuejun smiled sullenly.

Shi Tianning said angrily: "He Tang! Are you my friend? You actually called someone to beat me?!"

"Oh, brother Tianning, I'm trying to find a way to marry you!"

"Fart! You are deliberately making trouble!"

Yang Jinshu was so disturbed by them that he couldn't keep playing the flute, so he pulled He Tang up from his lap: "Let's go and have a look."

He Tang refused: "What's so interesting about them! Let's go enjoy the flowers!"

Looking up, outside the pavilion, there are flowers blooming like brocades and colorful butterflies flying, which is just a pleasing sight.

The six of them were hanging out together, laughing and having fun, it was really... a sweet dream.

Old Liu suddenly appeared, leaning on the pillars of the gazebo covered in black air, his face was pale, and he stared at them fiercely: "What kind of dream is this? It's just your delusion!"

He Tang raised his eyebrows towards him: "Uncle Liu, what's wrong with you? Why are you so miserable?"

"The dream was so beautiful, the hostility disappeared without a trace, and the little hostility remaining in He Tang's body was no longer enough to satisfy the red snake's appetite." The magic stick smiled slightly, looked at Lao Liu and said, "Why, the red snake started to bite you back ?”

Old Liu didn't answer, apparently he had guessed right.

Yang Jinshu held He Tang's shoulders and explained: "The red snake has swallowed too many ghosts' hostility in the five turbid places, and has started to eat back at the host."

"Hasn't Uncle Liu been able to control it all the time?" He Tang wondered, "Otherwise, how dare he use me to refine his soul?"

Yang Jinshu looked at Min Yuejun, and said in a deep voice, "I think Daoist Min... probably hurt him."

He Tang remembered the dream just now, and was surprised: "Isn't that a thing of the past?"

"I mean..." Yang Jinshu paused, then continued, "Beyond dreams."

Everyone looked together, and the smiling Min Yuejun was still standing there.

Shenzhu turned his face to the side and stared blankly, and said with a wry smile: "It turns out...it was my dream."

This dream was too long, too long, so real and illusory that he couldn't tell if it was a dream or he was awake.

He patted He Tang on the shoulder and sighed, "He Tang, it's time to wake up from the dream."

He Tang glanced at him, pursed his lips, and held Yang Jinshu's hand, feeling very reluctant.

Yang Jinshu comforted him with a smile: "I am always by your side."

Upon hearing this, He Tang pursed his lips and smiled, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

The beautiful flowers exploded in an instant, and the petals fluttered, covering everyone's sight.

When I opened my eyes again, it was Shura Hell, the blue sky and the yellow spring.

Yang Jinshu was still beside He Tang, and the Shura Umbrella created an inviolable space for the two of them. He had already untied the talisman chain, held He Tang firmly in his arms, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and his face was serene.

He Tang opened his eyes, the redness in his eyes faded away, and the pitch-black pupils returned to normal size. He looked around blankly, and the fertile stone under his feet seemed to be burning, dazzlingly red.He was still in a dream just now, and he couldn't recover at this moment, so he opened his mouth and called, "Jin Shu?"

A low voice answered from the side of the ear: "I am here."

He Tang looked up, and saw Yang Jinshu's face was frighteningly pale, and he opened his eyes slightly to look at him.

"Jin Shu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Yang Jinshu forced a smile, looked at him carefully, and heaved a sigh of relief, "The devilish energy on your body is gone."

He Tang jumped up immediately, looked down, and said happily, "Sure enough, it's gone! It must have been eaten by the red snake!"

Yang Jinshu was not sure, his eyes crossed the Woxian stone formation, and looked at the wheel-running king standing on the edge of the stone formation--Yan Luo of the tenth hall stood solemnly, surrounded by cold and white mist, with a jade crown and black hair, forehead The middle imprint is slightly glowing with golden light.

Yang Jinshu's expression froze. He had heard from the errand that Yama of the Ten Palaces would not make a move easily. Once he made a move, it would be difficult for ordinary people to notice. But if you want to distinguish carefully, you can observe whether the mark on Yan Luo's forehead has changed. If everything is as usual, Yan Luo will It is watching from the sidelines, otherwise, it is making a move in secret.

"What's the matter?" He Tang also looked at the King of the Wheel, but he didn't recognize him, and asked in surprise, "Who is that man?"

"Yan Luo, the tenth hall, the wheel-turning king." Yang Jinshu patted He Tang on the shoulder, and whispered, "He is in charge of rebirth, don't offend him."

"..." He Tang silently hid behind him, "Then will he catch us and reincarnate?"

"Very likely."

"No! I still want to try my luck at the Travel Department!"

"Do you know where the Crossing Department is?"

"..."

Yang Jinshu took back the Asura Umbrella, and said cautiously: "The five turbid places are too hostile, it's better for us to leave first."

"Okay." He Tang didn't expect that he was already in the center of the five turbidity. He looked down and saw that there were countless ghosts hidden in the fertile stone, trying to swallow them with claws and teeth.

He Tang suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Jinshu: "Jinshu, I remember I was tied up, how...how did you save me?"

Yang Jinshu still had that half-dead look, took his hand and wrote lightly: "Stay by your side and block it."

He Tang bit her lower lip, feeling sore and warm in her heart.Ever since he met Yang Jinshu, he had never seen him look so pale. Although he was sick and dead, his face was usually paler than ordinary people, and Yang Jinshu smiled very comfortably.Looking at it now, even though he was smiling, he could still see that he was reluctant.

"I'm sorry..." He Tang apologized, "I always give you trouble."

"..." Yang Jinshu was stunned for a moment, "What are you talking about, how could it be trouble?"

"It's trouble, I always get into trouble..."

"Okay, okay, you say yes." Yang Jinshu said kindly, "But even if it's troublesome, I'm willing to accept it."

"You are a good person!"

"How could it be?" Yang Jinshu retorted, "If Daoist Qingrong was trapped, I wouldn't be so desperate."

"..." He Tang blinked, "Really?"

"Yes." Yang Jinshu comforted him, "There is still a little difference between a wife and a friend."

"..." He Tang knew that he was just joking on purpose, but he still couldn't help laughing.In fact, he knew that if such a thing happened to a real magic stick, Yang Jinshu would still try his best to save him.This person is just soft-hearted, just a bit stubborn like a scholar, and just loves to worry.Even though He Tang is the one who likes to cause trouble the most, once he catches his eye, he will try his best to protect him.

For a person like Yang Jinshu, it's good to be a friend, good to be a lover, and good to be a husband...it must be extremely enviable.

"Speaking of Daoist Qing Rong... He Tang, can you see him?"

He Tang looked around, only to find that in the crimson flames, there were only ghosts from all walks of life showing their ugly faces. Where could there be traces of the magic stick and Min Yuejun?

"Where did the master and apprentice go?"

In a blink of an eye, he suddenly felt a strong suction, and he and Yang Jinshu were violently pulled out and fell to the ground.He Tang was about to blow his hair, but Yang Jinshu covered his mouth and knelt down, respectfully said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your help."

He Tang blinked, looked at the boots of the King of the Wheel, and obediently smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

Zhuanlun Wang saw that he was strange, smiled, but said: "I just prevent you from destroying the five turbid places. If the turbid air invades the ten halls of the underworld, countless ghosts will suffer."

"What did we do..." He Tang asked Yang Jinshu muttering.

Zhuanlun Wang raised his eyebrows and said: "You kid, you seem to have no skills, but weaving dreams has attracted demons. If I hadn't awakened you in time, once the demons raged, not only would you all be scattered, but the five turbid people would be scattered." The ghosts in the place will also be devoured by the heart demon, when the turbid air overflows, the heart demon breaks into the underworld, and my brothers will come to settle accounts with me."

"Huh? Isn't the heart demon... Min Yuejun's memory?"

The Wheel-Running King was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "Min Yuejun has never been in a dream."

"Ah?!" He Tang was stunned.

The Wheel-Turning King flicked his sleeves lightly, and an opaque magic circle appeared in the air.He Tang took a closer look and saw that Min Yuejun and Fu Lan were fighting endlessly behind a fertile rock. The clear light of the Fuxue sword swayed countless ghost fragments in the fertile rock, forcing Fu Lan to back again and again.

He has been dealing with Fu Lan, so what happened to He Tang's dream?