Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Mo Xun laughed and didn't force her.

After giving the soup to the boy ghost who was staring at his hand, he sat down beside Wen Yang.

"Speaking of which, a hundred years ago, you and I still met." He looked into the sky and opened up the chatterbox. "At that time, you were dignified, unsmiling, and used to keep people away from thousands of miles away. But the world still regards you as a god, and thinks that as long as you have you Now, the world will live in peace forever."

"And I'm just a kid who gets scared and pees his pants when he sees a ghost."

Mo Xun seemed to miss that moment, his pale gray eyes were as bright as stars, "But until I met you. When I first saw you, you were wearing a white dress embroidered with manjusawa. Kill several ghost cultivators."

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with a cloud of black mist.

Even though the two are about the same age, she has already inherited the position of the head master and dealt with the troubles and evils in the world.

What about him?Not to mention ghost cultivators, even a mere ghost would take a long time to subdue.

So Mo Xun began to practice painstakingly after returning home. Fortunately, his talent is high enough, and he has the momentum to faintly overwhelm several generals in the underworld in just a hundred years.

Just as he was holding the sword and wanted to go to Qingyuan Valley to have a happy exchange of ideas with Wen Yang, he accidentally learned that she had died for protecting the Taoist ancestor from the sky thunder.

"I didn't expect that after nearly a thousand years, you would be reincarnated on this continent again." Mo Xun looked at Wen Yang, with a complex feeling of sympathy with his opponent in his heart, "I never thought that you would come here to open a shop."

"Having said so much, I just want to get closer to my whereabouts." Wen Yang sneered, the air pressure around his body rose in vain, the boy ghost couldn't bear it, and almost lost his wits, but fortunately Wen Yang had something Noticing it, he withdrew his strength in time, but the chicken soup suffered a disaster, the bowl was cracked, and all the soup was spilled on the ground.

The boy ghost kept holding the bowl in a daze, and after a few seconds, he cried even more miserably, although there were no tears in the corners of his eyes.

Mo Xun's face turned slightly pale, and he looked at Wen Yang in astonishment.

Originally, he thought that her spiritual power would be greatly reduced after returning her soul from the corpse, but he didn't expect that the spiritual power that she casually leaked when she was slightly angry would be enough to affect his own soul.

This woman, I'm afraid she has almost transcended the five elements...

Mo Xun calmly suppressed the shock in his eyes, and twitched his lips into a smile, "My younger brother has always come and gone without a trace, I'm used to it." The reason why he deliberately recalled the past was just to test Wen Yang's memory .

His guess is right, she was reborn with complete memories, otherwise she wouldn't be biased towards him.

Seeing that the atmosphere fell silent, Mo Xun gave up the routine, and finally stated the purpose of coming today, "Actually, I appeared in Lanshui Town this time, and my father gave me a task."

Only then did Wen Yang look at Mo Xun. Hearing what he said, a thought suddenly came to his mind, "Because of Junshan?"

"That's right," Mo Xun praised her, and then put away his smiling face, "There is one thing you may not know, the real Jun Shan is not the one you met three days ago."

"Oh? Really?" There was more interest in Wen Yang's eyes, "It's better to be more complicated, an evil thing that can be killed easily, to be honest, it's really not a challenge."

Mo Xun smiled irrefutably, "There is a master in Junshan, you must have heard of it."

"Tian Daozi, the ghost cultivator who was struck by lightning and died here." Wen Yang said, stepping on the wooden bricks under his feet.

"That's right. The person who really died was actually Jun Shan himself. The one who is lying in the hospital now is Tian Daozi who was struck to death by the punishment of lightning."

Back then, in order to subdue Tian Daozi, a Taoist outlier, Mortal Realm almost mobilized the ability of the entire Taoist Association, losing more than a hundred people, and activated the Azure Dragon Formation to smash Tian Daozi's body.

But who knew that his soul escaped from the magic circle at a critical moment, and he didn't know where it went.

And the aura is hidden very cleanly, as long as Tian Daozi doesn't deliberately show his face or release his aura, no one will be able to find him.

These were all told by Yan Wang to Mo Xun.

It is inconvenient for the underworld to intervene in the affairs of the human world, so they need someone who can replace the underworld to complete the task of arresting Junshan.

Wen Yang just appeared at this moment.

"Then you may have found the wrong person," Wen Yang said with a smile in his eyes, "I just promised to one person to save Junshan with my life."

Mo Xun: "..."

He was silent for a while, without blaming Wen Yang for his behavior, "Then when are you going to do it?"

Because he knew that according to Wen Yang's character, he would not easily save a villain, or in this form of karma.

"...I don't know, maybe tonight, no later than noon tomorrow."

"Then I will go with you then." Mo Xun put down these words and disappeared on the spot.

Zhou He stood in the shadow, looked at Mo Xun's leaving back, and asked worriedly, "Will this black impermanence destroy our plan?"

"No," Wen Yang's tone was very relaxed, "If he dares to prevent me from getting Ghost Tears, I will make him directly disqualified from winning the crown prince."

Zhou He's eyes widened, "You mean, he will inherit..."

"Shh~ the secret of heaven must not be leaked."
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Just after the last light of the sky disappeared, the sky began to rain heavily again.

Different from the past two days, the rain was wrapped in the cold wind, crackling and beating on the leaves of the eaves, making people uneasy.

Wen Yang stood quietly at the door, his slightly upturned face was a little wet, that beautiful and ethereal face was pale with bloodless, weak, heartbreaking.

If you look carefully, you can see that the middle finger of her right hand is dripping with blood, and after melting into the rain one by one, those red blood clusters will turn into pure spiritual power and fly to every corner of Jianghai City.

It rained heavily for several hours. Strangely, there was no flood in any part of Jianghai City.

Finally, it was completely dark.

A ray of moonlight pierced through the gap in the darkness, Wen Yang lifted his foot and stepped out of the door.

With her exposed to the eaves, the rain suddenly stopped.

"Ready?" Mo Xun didn't know when he walked up to Wen Yang, but he didn't react when he saw her pale face, maybe he had seen through something.

"It's time." Wen Yang looked calm, and was about to ask the bodyguard sent by Feng Lingche to drive her.

Mo Xun grabbed her wrist, only for a moment, and let go again painfully.

"Phoenix Origin Fire?" He was a little surprised for a second, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he grabbed Wen Yang's sleeve with his other hand, "Come with me, it's faster."

The two walked through the deep alley and returned to the convenience store. With the sound of "Ding Dong", the scene after opening the glass door of the convenience store changed to the entrance of the Haigang Hospital.

Wen Yang glanced at the time on the wall, it was 21:45, 27 minutes before Jun Shan's death.

After the two entered the ward, Bai Yinzhou was guarding the bedside, and behind him was the unconscious Liu Shulan.