Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 93

The magic stick led Min Yuejun away briskly, leaving one person and four ghosts in a daze.

He Tang had a lot of questions to ask, but the magic stick didn't give him a chance to ask them.He Tang was depressed, and wanted to know that if Min Yuejun could live for a month, why would the magic stick bid farewell to them as a ghost?He was spinning around anxiously, full of conspiracy theories, and felt that the magic stick was messing around again, and he wanted to meddle in his own business but couldn't do anything.

Yang Jinshu just sighed and pulled him around, and said softly, "He Tang, Taoist priest and the others are gone, we should make some plans."

"Ah?" He Tang was at a loss, "What are we going to do?"

He and Yang Jinshu are doing well, there is no disaster, no illness, no lack of soul, and no bloody sadomasochism. What good plans are there?Wouldn't it be good to just squat in the back of Yang's house, talk about love and engage in double cultivation?

Yang Jinshu was really worried about him, this unlucky boy was worried about other people's affairs all day long, he never thought that they, who had slipped through the underworld once, would just leave the messy mess to Chuanlun what rebuke the king will meet.The magic stick can give Min Yuejun's life for a month, so maybe he made some deal with the underworld, but Yang Jinshu remembers the look of Zhuanlun Wang's eyes when he saw the magic stick.

Yama of the Ten Temples is not a vegetarian, and if any one of them is held accountable, these little ghosts will suffer.The magic stick walks smoothly, Min Yuejun's life is not long, but Shi Tianning and Wan Niang have been staying in the underworld honestly, and did not cause trouble to the underworld. There is no need to send out any black and white envoys, just a random errand can take them away.

But Yang Jinshu saw that He Tang was stupid, and couldn't bear to tell him, so he changed the subject and said, "Isn't Xiao Wu awake? Let's go and see him."

He Tang nodded immediately: "Okay, okay, let's go see him!"

The shadow of Zhu Xiaowu being possessed by Fu Lan before is still there, and He Tang actually has lingering fears in his heart, but now that Fu Lan has lost his soul, Zhu Xiaowu has Qinglian Temple to help him again.He was going to the inn to see his younger brother, Shi Tianning, Wan Niang and Zhu Xiaowu also got along with each other, so they naturally followed.

A few ghosts followed Yun Cang back to the inn in Jishan County, only to find that Jishan County has changed a lot now, the dark clouds hovering over the county have dispersed, and the streets have returned to their former bustle, only occasionally passing by some monks There are some signs of change.Zhu's family has been sealed by the people of the county government. Qinglianguan and the other two monastic sects have sealed the Zhu's family, so as not to let out the evil spirit here and harm the people by mistake.

As soon as Yun Cang came back, he was entangled by two disciples, saying that he was invited by several other cultivating sects to discuss matters.Yun Cang hastily assigned them to his junior brother, and told them to be careful of other monastic sects in the inn, so as not to be arrested by mistake.

They knew that Yun Cang had good intentions, and they also knew that other monastic sects didn't like ghosts, so they dodged obediently.He Tang just wanted to see Zhu Xiaowu, and didn't want to cause trouble, so he urged the disciples of Qinglian Guan to lead the way, and when he passed a gate, he heard Tianfeng's noisy voice.

"Where's Senior Brother Yuncang? Did he find the head? Oh, you guys let me out! I'm going to save the head!"

The other disciples persuaded: "Tianfeng, the sect master has powerful mana and is blessed by God. Look at you, you don't even want to drink a bowl of medicine, how can you save the sect master? Brother Yuncang has already gone to look for it, you lie down quickly!" Let's rest..."

"But it's been so long! Why haven't Senior Brother Yuncang and the head come back yet? Where are the ghosts in Jishan County? Let's catch them and ask them!"

The ghosts looked at each other with a little unbearable expression on their faces.

Although Tianfeng is a little less polite, he is kind-hearted, and he especially admires Min Yuejun. If he knows that Min Yuejun has only one month to live and is kidnapped by a magic stick, he will cry on his bed.He Tang wanted to thank him for saving them from the underworld, but when he saw the situation, he suddenly gave up, dragged Yang Jinshu to greet the other two, and walked towards Zhu Xiaowu secretly.

Yang Jinshu followed him silently.I don't know if it's because I've been with this kid for a long time, and I've learned to put myself in other people's shoes.He used to not like to meddle in other people's business, and always felt that it had nothing to do with him, but now he felt that it was too indifferent and selfish.Although other people's sorrows and joys have nothing to do with oneself, but the warmth and coldness of human feelings, if you really look on as coldly as he does, isn't it too hopeless?

After entering the door, Zhu Xiaowu sat quietly on the chair, wearing an adult's thick cloak, the hem of which fell to the ground, tightly wrapping him.Holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, he listened carefully to a disciple of Qinglian Temple reading to him.

The dense water vapor floated on his face, and it had been a long time since he saw his rosy white face. This is the face a child should have.His pupils are very dark, I don't know if those bad things are gone, the originally scary big eyes are slightly closed halfway at this moment, the eyes are still calm, but there is a little more youthful innocence in the silence.

He Tang didn't disturb their interest, just stood aside and watched quietly.

People in Qinglianguan said that Zhu Xiaowu, who lacks soul and soul, is different from normal people after all. His memory is prone to mistakes and he is often in a trance. Slowly, it takes a long time to think about a sentence, and the reaction is very slow.In order to take care of him, the disciples of Qinglian Temple recuperate his body and heal his injuries, and at the same time read to him every day, so that he can use his brain so that he will not really become a fool.

That disciple read the book very slowly, he had to paraphrase after reading three sentences, and would ask Zhu Xiaowu if he understood in a gentle and gentle manner.

Sometimes Zhu Xiaowu would nod his head, and sometimes he just stared blankly at him with a pair of big eyes.

The disciple smiled and rubbed his head, and read that passage again.

He Tang quietly grabbed the corner of Yang Jinshu's clothes: "Jinshu, tell me...does Xiaowu still remember me?"

Yang Jinshu shook his head: "I don't know either."

He Tang bit his lower lip, feeling uneasy.He not only hopes that Zhu Xiaowu will remember him, but also hopes that Zhu Xiaowu can forget all the past. Those too painful memories are really too heavy for a young child.He was originally a foreigner, and he died so early, if even Zhu Xiaowu doesn't remember him, who else in this world can remember him?He walked around the world once, but all the people who could remember him died, only Zhu Xiaowu was left, but he lacked soul and lost his memory...

He Tang was a little absent-minded, with bitterness creeping up the corners of his mouth, he dodged back, not knowing what he was shrinking from.

Yang Jinshu sensed his uneasiness, put his arms around his shoulders, did not speak, but told him with actions that no matter what happened, he was always there.

He Tang smiled, and suddenly felt a little hypocritical.He still hopes that Zhu Xiaowu can forget him and live an ordinary and happy life.

Zhu Xiaowu started to lose his mind while listening to the book, his eyes drifted to the door, and he fixed it firmly.

Shi Tianning asked from the side: "Can he see us?"

He Tang was a little uncertain: "No...can't it? He is a mortal, and the inn has a magic circle set up by monks. The yin energy in us has been suppressed, how can he see it?"

Just as he was talking, Zhu Xiaowu jumped off the chair suddenly, stretched out his arms and ran towards him, with a joyful smile on his face: "Brother Tang!"

He Tang was flattered to catch him, and was at a loss for a while: "Xiao... Xiaowu...you..."

"Brother Tang, are you here to see me?" Zhu Xiaowu was bouncing and rolling in his arms, his eyes were bent into crescent moons with joy, and he complained a little, "Where have you been? Can not find you!"

He Tang squatted down anxiously, and said with the corners of his mouth, "I...I went out with my friends...You...you miss me so much?"

"Yeah, I've been looking for you for a long time, but I can't find it..." Zhu Xiaowu avoided his embrace, lowered his head and stared at his toes, "Why didn't Brother Tang take me to play?"

"I..." He Tang was dumbfounded.I thought if I took you to the underworld, would you still be able to come back?He intentionally changed the topic, so he pinched Zhu Xiaowu's face and said with a smile, "Aren't I back here? What do you want to play? My brother will accompany you."

"I want to play..." Zhu Xiaowu paused, his expression went blank for a moment, and he stood there confused, "I want to play... what?"

He Tang thumped in his heart, forced a smile and said, "It's okay, think about it slowly."

Zhu Xiaowu nodded, and really stood there thinking quietly.The cloak collapsed half of his shoulders when he ran over, exposing his thin body.He Tang raised his hand to gather up the cloak for him, fastened the belt again, squatted on the ground and waited quietly.

Zhu Xiaowu seemed to be in a trance, motionless, his eyes were fixed on the ground, he seemed very distressed.

The disciple who just started studying sighed, and suddenly called out: "Zi Shan, come and study."

Zhu Xiaowu snapped back to his senses, turned around and looked over.

The disciple raised the book in his hand: "I haven't finished reading the book yet."

Zhu Xiaowu walked back obediently, sat on the chair again, held the cup of tea with both hands, and returned to the posture they saw when they entered the door.Without looking away, the other party just ignored Brother Tang, who was still very affectionate.

The disciple took the tea cup out of his hand, poured him another cup of hot tea, and continued to study.

Zhu Xiaowu listened carefully.

"This is..." He Tang was dumbfounded.

The other ghosts were also a little confused.

Yang Jinshu dragged them out, found another room, and asked the disciples of Qinglian Temple.

But the explanation he got was: "Zhu Zishan is like this all the time, he only remembers things for a while, he just recognized you, and he doesn't remember in a blink of an eye."

"This..." He Tang sat down on the chair, feeling very complicated.

Such a good young man, but his life is so muddled.He couldn't help covering his face to hide the sadness in his eyes.The evil ghost gave birth to thoughts, but harmed the whole family in vain, turning a carefree child into what he is today.When He Tang was in the underworld, he still couldn't bear it because Lao Liu knew them well, but now seeing Zhu Xiaowu, he felt that it would be cheap for a person like Lao Liu to lose his soul!

He didn't even dare to think about how many times the scene of Qinglianguan's whole family being murdered, ghosts everywhere, and Zhu's family being wiped out was repeated.People have greed, hatred and ignorance, and after death, they become resentment, and they are unwilling to affect the human world... It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil in the human world, but it is not peaceful to be a ghost.Even he himself harbors resentment towards the sixth lady. Even a simple and kind person like Yang Jinshu has remorse and refuses to honestly reincarnate.

"Suddenly I miss atheism a little..." He Tang murmured, "At least I can take it for granted that if I die, everything will be over."

Yang Jinshu didn't understand what he was talking about, so he just stood in front of him and stretched out his hand: "He Tang, let's go for a walk."

He Tang looked up at him, not knowing why he said that suddenly.

Yang Jinshu smiled, his lowered eyebrows were full of tenderness: "It's getting dark, I'll take you to the mountains to see the snow."

For a moment, He Tang was glad that he was a ghost, otherwise he would have burst into tears in front of this person.