Four hundred and twentieth nine chapters ghost sent Shen Lang
Wang Tao wrote down more than a dozen prescriptions in one breath, then dried the ink and handed it to Zhang Qingyu.
"Ask your father to get the medicine and just follow my instructions."
"Um."
Zhang Qingyu nodded without hesitation and walked out.
Wang Tao took a deep breath and sat at the table with a little thought. Suddenly, there was a coldness in the room, and an unusually familiar feeling came over him. His expression suddenly became stern.
Huh!
He was surprised for a while, and looked at Li Xinya who was lying on the bed, and saw a faint figure standing in front of her bed, slowly pulling out a shadow from her body.
Wang Tao stared at this faint figure and suddenly remembered the time when Mo Xiaoyu was killed by the Niu brothers on the rural dirt road.
"The seducer? The ghost of the Netherworld Division?"
Wang Tao murmured to himself, and the phantom also heard his words and turned around in surprise.
He was dressed in a black robe, and black energy billowed under the black robe, as if he had no entity.
"Can you see me?"
Black mist rolled under the brim of the black robe, and there was a rough buzzing sound.
He seemed to be sizing up Wang Tao as well. The black mist was rolling all over his body, and he seemed to be extremely surprised.
"I met one of your colleagues some time ago, named Wu Wangbei."
Wang Tao said as if recalling.
"Old ghost Wangbei? Who are you... Phew! Sir, please spare your life...?"
Black Robe suddenly remembered something, and combined with the observation of his golden elixir strength, he soon felt bad.
The person in front of him was soulless, and his mind was a ball of extremely dazzling divinity.
hiss!
Damn it! The person in front of me is the main god of the Hedao period that Wu Laogui reported on the task board a few days ago.
The main god? Possessing godhood.
In front of the Lord God, everything is nothing, not even ants.
It’s broken! He didn’t salute at the first moment, but asked in a confused way, “Can you see me?”
I'm really unlucky today, how could I offend this god?
The black-robed ghost was so frightened that he knelt on the ground in fear, fearing that the main god in front of him would beat him to pieces.
"Do you know Wu Wangbei?"
Wang Tao said, taking out the half-finger soul-raising coffin hanging around his neck.
Wang Tao was very confused about the behavior of this ghost. As a seducer, he must be here for work. How could he be so respectful to him?
Wang Tao was puzzled, and at the same time he glanced at Li Xinya lying on the bed. In this way, Li Xinya's life was over.
Wang Tao didn't feel too sad about Li Xinya's death. After all, he had tried his best and directly killed the three giants of the Wild Wolf Gang, which could be regarded as revenge for her.
"I know, I know! He is half a level above me and is considered my superior. My name is Shen Lang. I was summoned today to capture my soul."
As Shen Lang spoke, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized something while staring at the soul-nurturing coffin in Wang Tao's hand.
What does it mean that Wu Wangbei gave the soul-raising coffin to this main god? What does it mean that he also showed it to me?
Is this a signal to me? Asking me for a gift?
Shen Lang thought about turning his head slightly to take a look at the beautiful face on the bed, and suddenly realized.
Hehe, it turns out that even the Lord God cannot escape the seven emotions and six desires?
Thinking like this, he felt it was wrong? Because according to the method of the Lord God, it is impossible to save even an injured person. Even if there is only one hair left, the Lord God can save the person as long as he is willing to pay the price.
Something weird?
Shen Lang secretly looked at Wang Tao and soon realized something was wrong.
His energy and blood were exhausted, his body was twisted and hunched, and he looked like a weakling.
No wonder he didn't take action? It turned out that he was in a strange state.
"Experience?"
A word appeared in his mind. He had heard that the higher the realm, the more attention should be paid to cultivating the Dao. In order to cultivate the Dao, some powerful people would go to the human world to practice.
Phew! It seems so.
He knows that some experiences are superficial and formal, while some experiences are almost like reincarnation, sealing one's own strength and memory, rising and falling in the sea of people, cultivating one's mind and practicing Taoism.
As he thought about it, he observed the person in front of him. Seeing that he looked weird, twisted and stooped, Shen Lang understood that this person might be a reincarnation.
Phew! No wonder Old Ghost Wu wants to give this man a soul-nurturing coffin. Such a precious thing is undoubtedly extremely suitable for investment.
It is said that if a person achieves enlightenment, a chicken or a dog will ascend to heaven. If you invest now, you may not be able to be famous in the future.
"Sir! I am indeed a ghost missionary. I was inspired to do the mission and came here to arrest the soul."
"Oh! You want to take her soul away?"
Wang Tao frowned slightly.
"No...I don't dare, I don't dare!......"
When Shen Lang saw Wang Tao frowning, his face suddenly turned pale, and he kowtowed in panic.
"She is not completely dead, and her longevity is not certain."
"Oh, what do you mean?"
Wang Tao was surprised. Logically speaking, life span is certain. Since he is dead, there is no reason to continue living.
"It is said that life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in heaven, but there is nothing fixed in this world. Just imagine if everything in this world is fixed, then people's future is also certain."
"Who will you meet, who will fall in love with you, who will you marry, who will you hate, how much money will you have, how many children will you have, what twists and turns will you have in your life, and when will you die? If it is all destined, then you don't have to do anything.
, just wait?"
Shen Lang seemed a little emotional when he said this.
"Yes! If everything is destined, wouldn't it be better to just wait and do nothing?"
Wang Tao nodded in agreement.
"That's right! If a person's future is knowable, then what's the point of living? Is it just a journey of life waiting for death?"
"Yes! If everything is destined, what's the point of living?"
Wang Tao looked at the ghost in front of him in surprise. Everyone in Blue Star understood these principles, but a ghost, who could be said to be the spokesperson of death, was here lamenting life and death.
"Actually, no, everyone's destiny is not determined by fate. It is the result of one choice after another. I have been a ghost for thousands of years. I have been to all the worlds of high and low dimensions, and I have even heard about countless people.
An impassioned story.”
"Some people are born useless, but in the end they show themselves as saints. Some are disciples of declining families, their engagements were broken off when they first came of age, and in the end they did not become great leaders. Some were deprived of their spiritual bones as soon as they could speak, and have become useless ever since...
….”
"This kind of 'waste' eventually became the main god and achieved the greatest achievements. Alas! So what I want to say is that her longevity is based on her own choice. If she chooses not to die, she will survive."
Wang Taoren was dumbfounded!
He had a strange look on his face as he looked at Shen Lang Gui Cha who was hidden under the black robe.
Are you crazy? Have you read too many Blue Star online novels?
If you wrote such a long speech in an online novel, readers would definitely leave you a message.
Brother, quit the water? Several goldfish in the fish tank have drowned.
Wang Tao thought with a strange expression, but fortunately he got to the point in the end.