"Lao Hei, what kind of ghost did you say, I didn't have any. Wouldn't it be okay to have two glamorous female ghosts with you another day? It's boring to fish for ghosts in Wangchuan every day." Zhao Li patted Ye Yi on the shoulder and said.
"What I want to catch is not an ordinary ghost, but the future lord of the underworld." Ye Yi said mysteriously and authentically.
"Can the lord of the underworld also catch it?" Zhao Li asked suspiciously.
"Yes, it depends on whether you have this patience." Ye Yi nodded affirmatively.
"Haha, I have always been a patient ghost. I will go fishing the next day. If I catch the old black, you are not allowed to turn your face!" Zhao Li chuckled and joked, and didn't take Ye Yi seriously.
Ye Yi naturally didn't care if Zhao Li believed or didn't believe it, so he didn't explain much to Zhao Li.
"smell good!"
When Ye Yi was chatting with Zhao Li, Sanqi was doing nothing on one side, and suddenly smelled a scent.
Sanqi found a table under the scent, and a small piece of clothing was exposed under the cover of the tablecloth.
Sanqi grabbed the corner of the clothes and was about to pull it outside, but encountered a lot of resistance.
Ye Yi noticed the situation in Sanqi, and a force of strength rolled over between raising his hands, and grabbed a five- or six-year-old child directly from under the table.
"Where's the kid from?" Ye Yi carried the child in front of him, looked up his eyes and frowned.
"It's really fragrant." Sanqi hurried to Ye Yi's side, and his saliva was about to drip out.
"Master and I practiced the primordial spirit to get out of the body, and we got here accidentally." Although the child is young, he is not afraid of people, so he explained bluntly.
"It turned out to be the soul, the blame has to be the same." Zhao Li looked at it.
"Lao Hei, there is no turning back when I enter the underground palace. Let me eat it. I have never eaten such a delicious thing." Sanqiyi said greedily, and the fragrance of the original soul touched her. The ** force is really too big, completely different from the previous evil spirits.
"It's up to you." Ye Yi threw the child into Sanqi's hand and said casually.
"Lao Hei, you really let Sanqi eat it so casually, what if his master comes to the door?" Zhao Li reminded.
"Then eat it with the master." Ye Yi didn't care about being authentic.
The yin and yang are separated, and there are rules everywhere. Living people shouldn't come to the underworld. Since they come to the underworld, they can only turn you into a dead person.
Of course, this is an exception to the strong.
Sanqi put the child upright on the table, ready to burn incense for a bath, and then come to enjoy their own food.
Ye Yi didn't care how to eat Panax notoginseng, but when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered a very important thing.
"Child, what's your name?" Ye Yi asked, turning around.
"Changsheng." The child replied.
really.
Ye Yi stepped forward and lifted Changsheng up and threw it in front of Zhao Li.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Li looked at Ye Yi and asked inexplicably.
"It's nothing, send this little kid's soul back!" Ye Yi said.
Since this is longevity, it can't be eaten.
Of course, Ye Yi didn't want to achieve this marriage between Changsheng and Sanqi. They were deeply in love with each other, but the result could only be yin and yang separated, each side of the sky, which was not what Ye Yi wanted to see.
However, Ye Yi needs a master of longevity, which is precisely the conspiracy ambition of master of longevity.
As a god, Chi You naturally also has a divine tool that belongs to him, that is, the scroll of life and death. The scroll of life and death is divided into yin scroll and yang scroll. One is in the dead zone, and the other is in Mengpozhuang. Only when Mengpo gets married, the one in the dead zone will be invited out.
The yin and yang of life and death roll into one, possessing the power of gods, and are naturally coveted by outsiders.
However, the world thinks that the scroll of life and death is only a vehicle for recording life and death, and does not know that it is actually a supreme treasure in itself.
Only the long-lived master, he had been to Mengpozhuang, he knew this secret.
However, the long-lived master tried to seize the scroll of life and death from Meng Po Village and was unsuccessful. In the end, he was severely injured by Po Meng.
After the praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole, the master of Changsheng wants to seize the scroll of life and death, and Ye Yi wants to use his hand to make the muddy water of the underground palace a little more muddy.
"Old Hei, this is mine." Sanqi very reluctantly said.
"Let's find something more delicious in the future, you can't eat this, it will ruin your stomach." Ye Yi said.
"Longevity, longevity!"
Suddenly an empty voice came in from outside Mengpozhuang, and then a white light flew into Mengpozhuang, and a middle-aged man with a crane of hair and a beautiful face appeared in the eyes of everyone.
"Who is the one who trespasses into the Yin Realm." Zhao Li asked.
"Under Chen Shi, he is a cultivator, and he also has a small school. This Changsheng is the youngest disciple of this school. Today he has cultivated out of his body, and the soul has left his body, and he does not want to be involved in the yellow spring. The body of this child is still there. Raise your hands up to the adults." Chen Shi arched his hands respectfully and respectfully, putting his attitude very low.
"You take it back, pay attention later, not as an example." Ye Yi waved his hand.
I ignored everyone and left.
Sanqi looked at Ye Yi's leaving figure, his face was unhappy, wrinkled like a bun.
"My Sanqi child, goodbye to you." The official Zhao said, and also deliberately raised Changsheng to swagger before Sanqi's eyes.
Sanqi was so angry that she stomped a few feet on the ground, but it was a pity that no one paid any attention to her.
"Thanks a few adults."
Chen Shi leaned back and thanked him. He glanced at Ye Yi again from the corner of his eyes, wondering in his heart that he knew that there was a ghost like a soul ferryman in the underworld, but he had never seen such a man dressed in black all over. And looking at the posture is not an ordinary ghost, is it a certain high-level person in the underworld
Ye Yi walked out of Mengpozhuang and found that the sky of the underworld had changed. It was still cloudless just now. Now the dark clouds are surging, and it looks like a storm is coming.
Ye Yi looked back at Meng Pozhuang's depressed Sanqi, thoughtfully.
Except for the windy days, the yellow springs were very calm, the brilliance emanating from the earth's eyes was scattered on the delicate yellow sand, and all the shining golden light was shining.
Ye Yi walked across the yellow sand towards the bank of Wangchuan. On the yellow sand, a line of deep footprints left behind.
But even though there was no wind, the footprints were covered in an instant. This is the characteristic of Huangquan.
On the riverside of Wangchuan, Ye Yi sat on the ground with a fishing rod in his hands, and at a glance, the yellow sand was removed from the surrounding area. There was no vitality.
A hand stretched out from Ye Yi's sleeve, shaking uncontrollably, and it was covered with gray lines.
The gray mist surrounding Ye Yi's body has been forced onto his hands by him over the years, but the gray mist is condensed in one place. Although it doesn't look so scary, the pain of the tarsal bones is more intense.
Yuan Shenguang automatically lit up beside Ye Yi, helping him suppress the pain.
"Xiaoxuan, thank you." Ye Yi smiled bitterly.
Wu Xuanyi floated out of the light on Ye Yi's body, and sat beside Ye Yi with his cheeks supported. He glanced at Ye Yi slightly, and said nothing.
"It's coming soon, so many years have passed, don't care if you wait for more than ten years." Ye Yi glanced at the Earth Count's eye that fell from the sky, don't mean it.