Listening to the shouts coming from behind, Wu Ming and Yan Shi looked at each other, but had no intention of stopping.
The starving ghost running behind him watched Wu Ming and Wu Ming cross the two realms of Yin and Yang. He was stunned for a while and then whispered: "You will definitely regret it in the future if you don't listen to my secret!"
It's a pity that Wu Ming and Yan Shi couldn't hear these words, because they had already returned to the earth.
In the Yangjian, the two of them came back to their senses and were already standing at the foot of Yinfeng Mountain.
At this moment, neither of them cared about what the kid had to say, and they never paid attention to it from the bottom of their hearts.
"This trip to the underworld was unexpectedly smooth, with no troubles at all!" Wu Ming greeted Yan Shi with a smile on his face as he was about to return.
Along the way, Yan Shi kept his head lowered, with a solemn expression on his face.
Wu Ming looked at him strangely. It wasn't until the two of them were far away that they could almost see Wumenju, and then he couldn't help but said, "What are you thinking about? Your expression is so serious?"
Hearing these words, Yan Shi raised his head and said distressedly: "Master told me that those who practice Taoism should eliminate demons and defend the Tao. But when I face evil, I can only turn a blind eye and don't even have the power to control it. What do you mean?
Isn’t it a failure?”
In Yan Shi's mind, he should rather bend than bend and fight the evil forward courageously. Instead of seeing the evil rampant, he can only protect himself and be unable to do anything.
Along the way, the more Yan Shi thought about it, the more distressed he became.
Since I can't do anything, wouldn't it go against my original intention if I still learn how to do something?
"Yan Shi, are you still thinking about what happened before?"
"Why don't you think about it? I feel like a failure and I am ashamed of Master's teachings!"
While Yan Shi was speaking, he kicked away a stone with a tangled look on his face.
From a young age, Yan Shi has been taught a life of joyful life with swords to slay demons and conquer the world, with walls like morning dew.
To explain it in Taoist terms, Yan Shi was thinking too much at the moment and was a little obsessed.
After all, Yan Shi, under the influence of Yan Chixia, always thought that was what he should do.
Little does he know that Yan Chixia herself can eliminate all injustices in the world. Otherwise, Yan Chixia would not have to live in seclusion in Wumen, without asking about right and wrong for twenty years.
Therefore, when Wu Ming heard the words of "You Shame", he just thought it was funny. He shook his head and said: "Master Yan is upright and upright, but now he can only live in seclusion and have no home. Haven't you ever thought about why?"
"Why?" Yan Shi asked back.
"Don't ask me, ask your master and let him tell you the answer." Wu Ming flew up and went straight to Wumen Center.
Yan Shi stayed there alone, looked at the night surrounding him, stamped his feet and followed him.
Returning to Wumenju, Wu Ming opened the door and walked into the room. He found Cui Hongjian painting with a brush and did not notice his arrival at all.
Wu Ming walked forward curiously and looked at Cui Hongjian's desk.
What catches the eye is a first-of-its-kind painting, with a few understatements sketching out a picture of a beautiful woman.
"This is..." Looking at the beauty in the painting, Wu Ming frowned.
If he saw it correctly, the person in the painting is none other than Wang Zuxian, the female ghost Mochou who is in love with Cui Hongjian among the fairies in the painting.
"Brother Wu, you're back!" Hearing Wu Ming's voice, Cui Hongjian hurriedly put the album away like a thief.
Seeing the panic on Cui Hongjian's face, Wu Ming couldn't help but ask: "Where did you see the person in the painting?"
"You said Mo Chou, I met her on the way back. She was setting off river lanterns with her maids. You have no idea how beautiful she is!" Speaking of the person in the painting, Cui Hongjian looked intoxicated.
Color, as if still recalling today's chance encounter.
Hearing this statement, Wu Ming was speechless.
At this time, Cui Hongjian looked like he fell in love at first sight. He fell in love too quickly.
"Brother Wu, didn't you go to find the Ghost King? Did you see the Ghost King this time?"
"Found it."
"That's good, that's good!"
If Cui Hongjian was very happy about the topic of the Ghost King before, then at this time, Mo Chou was the only one in his heart.
Seeing the perfunctory look on Cui Hongjian's face, Wu Ming shook his head disapprovingly, turned around and walked outside: "I'm going to sleep outside to make room for you so as not to disturb you."
"us?"
Cui Hongjian was stunned for a moment, looked at the empty room, and whispered doubtfully: "That's not right, I'm the only one here, where did we come from?"
Without being able to ask why, Wu Ming had already gone out, leaving Cui Hongjian a little confused.
But this is fine. It is somewhat inconvenient for two grown men to live in the same room. Cui Hongjian is also happy in his heart.
Wu Ming, who had nothing to say all night, pitched a tent in the courtyard, woke up at dawn.
Seeing that it was already dawn, Wu Ming did not hear the sound of Cui Hongjian reading or Yan Shi getting up early to practice martial arts.
Don't think too much, Cui Hongjian is so beautiful, he probably had insomnia last night.
As for Yan Shi, this kid is still trying to get over his head, and he has become decadent in a short period of time.
No matter what, what should continue must continue, and time never stops for anyone.
Wu Ming got up and said hello to everyone, without explaining what he was going to do. He turned around and walked out of the door as Cui Hongjian and Yan Shi watched listlessly.
After leaving Wumenju, Wu Ming did not go down the mountain, but turned into a strong wind and headed towards Hujiazhuang.
Hujiazhuang is located to the west of Jiuxiang Town, about 80 miles away.
Under the howling wind, Wu Ming arrived at Hujiazhuang in only ten minutes.
At this time, the villagers who got up early walked together in twos and threes, carrying hoes and going out to work.
Among them, Old Man Hu, who had a close relationship with Wu Ming, was riding a donkey out of the village, not knowing what he was going to do.
"Mr. Hu!" Seeing that Old Hu was about to walk out, Wu Ming quickly said hello.
After all, Old Man Hu was old. After hearing someone calling him, he grabbed the donkey and searched for a while before finding Wu Ming's location.
"Little brother, you're here so early!" Old Man Hu seemed very happy to see that the person coming was Wu Ming.
Wu Ming did not hide anything, walked up and said directly: "Last night, when I found the Ghost King, I happened to meet her celebrating her birthday. Old sir, please think carefully whether your eldest sister's birthday was yesterday."
"Yesterday!" Old Man Hu thought about it for a moment, and then nodded gently under Wu Ming's gaze: "If I remember correctly, my eldest sister's birthday was really yesterday."
Hearing this, Wu Ming smiled, then waved his hand gently, and a projection suddenly flashed out: "Old sir, take a closer look to see if your eldest sister is this person."
The projection, which is difficult to distinguish between true and false, appears clearly before your eyes.
Looking at the appearance of the Ghost King in the projection, Old Man Hu was stunned for a moment at first, and then he trembled and said, "Yes, this is my eldest sister. I will never forget this red wedding dress in my life!"
Seeing the fiery red wedding dress, Old Man Hu burst into tears and was speechless with excitement.
Wu Ming stood aside without disturbing him. He waited until Old Man Hu was almost done crying, and then he hurriedly asked: "Old sir, where are your sister's bones? Can they be found now?"