"As the saying goes, there are only three things you can do."

Old Man Shen was tall and tall, standing at the entrance of the Yin Temple, as if he was covering up the dark sky outside.

He stared for a moment, then turned around and sighed:

"Both of us, once in the world of heaven, once in the underworld.

I don’t know when we’ll see each other next time.

Young man, it's getting late, let's go cross the river.

The scenery in the world is full of surging rivers, rivers flowing eastward, thousands of peaks competing for beauty, and thousands of seas flowing back.

If you don’t experience it, it’s a waste of time for you to come to this world!”

Ji Yuan felt the overwhelming pride in these words, as well as a hint of waning interest after reading them all.

My mind was shaken by this, and I couldn't help but clasp my fists heavily, and responded in a deep voice:

"Old man, the green mountains will never change and the green waters will always flow. We will always see you again.

If you have any unfulfilled wishes, you might as well tell them and I can take them with you to the underworld."

Old Shen looked down at the threshold, with a rare look of sadness in his eyes.

His tall and straight waist stooped slightly for a moment, and he said softly:

"Our mother-in-law, she likes nothing more than a bite of frozen persimmons.

I used to be poor and couldn't afford anything else, but later I became prosperous, but I couldn't put this thing on the table because I was afraid of being laughed at.

Young man, if you have time, go to the City God's Temple last time and get some and present them to the incense table."

Is it possible that your mother-in-law is the City God?

Ji Yuan couldn't help but mutter to himself, and then nodded slightly in agreement:

"This junior will definitely live up to his trust."

Old Man Shen waved his hand and said nothing.

Ji Yuan understood that this was the intention of seeing off the guests, and he excused himself.

Stepping out of the threshold of the Yin Temple, I walked to the ferry with Zhang Qishan who was waiting.

After they left, the mist of calamity airway filled the sky.

As if blocking out the sky and the sun, they all flocked to the temple.

From the deep void, a towering city appears that occupies the heaven and earth.

The heavy door, which had been closed for several eons, opened with a grinding sound of "creak, creak".

The endless billowing Yin Qi was churning wantonly, and illusory figures vaguely appeared.

The wandering spirit day and night, the impermanence of black and white, the head of a bull and the face of a horse...

The meritorious officer of the Six Cases, the King of Hell in the Ten Palaces, the Ghost King of the Five Directions...

And a huge strange beast with a single horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, and unicorn feet.

Before these ancient tribulations, there was a famous Yinsi righteous god and a Bodhisattva mount.

Now they are all respectful and bowing, as if welcoming a certain supreme being... to return to his place.

"It's not yet time."

Old Man Shen watched quietly and never crossed the threshold of the Yin Temple.

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When the rooster sings, the world will be white!

Ji Yuan and Zhang Qishan crossed the Baigu River and climbed over the Iron Thorns and Copper Mountains without stopping.

Finally before Yin Shi, the three souls and seven souls returned to the physical body.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Like a wisp of light and dark wind, it suddenly gained weight and settled into place.

Ji Yuan sat cross-legged on the stage and raised his fingers slightly.

The body, which was originally like a dead tree, gradually regained its vitality.

The majestic qi and blood penetrated the skin membrane, rushed out of the pores all over the body, and spurted out in the form of intense red light.

Qin Wugou, who stayed by his side at all times, never closed his eyes all night long.

Seeing the gloomy wind and the swaying of Qi and blood, I knew that this was Ji Yuan returning to the underworld.

She quickly lit three sticks of sandalwood, and smoke drifted out.

It seems to have some mysterious power, pulling the three souls and seven souls to help them return to themselves faster.

After a few breaths, Ji Yuan opened his eyes, the light was restrained, gentle and silent.

After tempering his mind through the Dao Ze Lei Tribulation, the spirit he cultivated was stronger and his edge was stronger, but it was no longer exposed to the outside.

It has a deep and long charm of still water running deep.

"Kuroro, is everything going well?"

Qin Wugou glanced around to make sure that Ji Yuan was not contaminated with filth, and then asked with peace of mind.

As a member of the Fusi Qianhu of Beizhen, she patrolled the East China Sea prefectures, and she had a wealth of knowledge. She had heard of many people who had gone undercover and attracted evil spirits.

In the end, they were eaten dry, their bodies were taken over, and they committed evil deeds.

"It was a near miss. Although there were some twists and turns along the way, it was nothing serious in the end."

Ji Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and the hot white smoke condensed and did not disperse, blowing away the cold wind.

"That's good."

Qin Wugou put down the palm holding his cheek, shook his head and said:

"I'm a little tired too, it's time to rest."

Ji Yuan smiled slightly and said:

"Qianhu doesn't want to know what I did in the underworld?"

Qin Wugou's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be a little curious.

He glanced at Qin Xin, who was far away, and Zhang Qishan, whose soul had returned to his shell, and whispered:

"Then tell me on the bed later."

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was about to leave the capital, and it would be rare to have a gentle life again.

He simply stood up, bent down, picked up the female Qianhu in the golden-winged roc robe, and chuckled:

"Good nights are short, so you should hurry up and enjoy yourself while you can."

Afterwards, it doesn’t matter what other people’s expressions are.

Deng Deng Deng, he led Qin Wugou up the stairs and into the attic.

The lanterns lit up, illuminating the figures of two figures rubbing their ears and temples together.

Qin Xin couldn't help but spit and cursed:

"Bah, you heartless one, I spent the whole night with you blowing the cold wind, and then you turned around and fell into the arms of a man."

She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, those melancholy sounds would reach her ears, so she hurriedly took small steps and disappeared into the courtyard.

As for Zhang Qishan, who had three souls and seven souls burrowed into his body, he had not yet waited for his energy and blood to warm up his body and his limbs to move freely again.

Then he hurriedly jumped into his wheelchair, like a zombie that had become stiff and stiff, and pushed out the door quickly.

He didn't want to eavesdrop on Master Ji's background.

Offending a North Town Fusi Qianhu was extremely audacious and destined to end miserably.

If you provoke two of them at the same time, you might as well find a piece of tofu and kill them yourself.

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After staying up all night and spending a whole night of love and affection, Ji Yuan was the first to regain his energy and wake up.

He touched the faint red mark on his chest and thought that the queen of Qin Qianhu also had an unusual side.

Fortunately, my body is strong and strong, so I can bear it.

Ji Yuan put on his middle coat and carefully moved away the snow-white wrist that was wrapped around him.

He rubbed his swollen eyebrows and turned over to sit up.

The room was warm and cozy, but the tablecloth was torn off and wine bottles and cups were scattered on the floor.
To be continued...