After Rebirth, I returned to Miaojiang to inherit my family business

It was just a simple word 'in', but countless thoughts flashed through Master Lingyun's mind in an instant. From the analysis of Wu Rong's character to the impact of what happened tonight. He is in a very complicated mood now, just like receiving news from the boss's work in his private time after get off work.

Master Lingyun hesitated for too long, the tattered bandages all over the room trembled and were spliced ​​together again. There was no light in the room, and the phone was the only light. A small piece of bandage that had just been put together sneaked up from the shadows and quickly poked on the phone screen. He was grabbed by Ling Yun viciously and kept twisting.

"Hurry up, the king is waiting!"

Stupid stuff!

Master Lingyun felt that sooner or later he would be **** off by the coffin old man, so he rolled up the small bandage and stuffed it into the crack of the bed. He stared at his phone with a sad face. Just now the bandage was being poked on the dialog box, if Wu Rong was looking at the phone, he would see the small characters "the other party is typing". Even if Ling Yun pretended that he was asleep and didn't see it, he couldn't do it.

Unable to dodge any more, he typed two words cautiously as if he was facing an enemy.

【I am here. 】

In the end Ling Yun felt that the conversation was too blunt, so he typed again.

【Is there a problem? 】

"Hey, I don't know who you're making that sad face for."

The strange sound of yin and yang came from the crack of the bed, and the old man in the coffin was still holding jade dust, so he left a few bandages on Ling Yun to transmit the sound. The gray bandage that had just been roughly stuffed into the crack of the bed crawled out, as if soaked in an old altar, full of vinegar smell.

"At any rate, you have already passed the bright road in front of the king, so there is nothing to be anxious about. If I were you, I would jump off the stairs on the spot with joy."

"Don't talk, your sour smell has suffocated me."

Master Lingyun was ruthless, waiting for Wu Rong's news with his mobile phone. Sighing in my heart, I couldn't help but said: "You don't understand."

The coffin old man is just used to being a fool, and Wu Rong didn't express his opinion. How could he have passed the bright road. Master Lingyun felt that he felt like a little girl who just fell in love. He obviously had feelings for each other, and he also hinted at it, but the man just didn't confess, and he just didn't give him a title. No one can stand it, worrying about gains and losses all day might as well give it a good time.

"With the character of the king, there is no rush."

Master Lingyun talked to himself, as if he was comforting the old man in the coffin, but also consoling himself. In his previous life, he was able to be the third leader in the ghost country as a human being, so of course he knew the truth that things should not be rushed. It was really the feeling of the soul contract appearing at that moment that Master Lingyun gave him a numb claw. He had to gain Wu Rong's trust as soon as possible and return to him so that he could make a better judgment.

"ding dong"

When the news came, the little bandage hurried over like a dog, and even slapped Ling Yun shamelessly. Master Ling Yun is too lazy to argue with him now, the cold white light of the mobile phone is reflected on his face, seeing the message from Wu Rong, Ling Yun is a little dazed.

"Datiankeng, why is Wang suddenly interested in Datiankeng?"

The small bandage twisted and twisted, and the entire bandage lay on the phone screen, as if this would allow him to get closer to Wu Rong. Suddenly it tensed and stiffened like iron, and its voice darkened instantly: "Could it be because of the ghost?!"

"There are still three years before the seven tiankeng riots."

Master Ling Yun neither confirmed nor denied it, but carefully considered, and told Wu Rong some basic information about the Great Tiankeng, stepping on the verge of being struck by lightning.

"They can't get out now."

"Hmph, if the main body can't come out, it's not necessarily possible to split the soul."

The old man's tone was threatening: "Don't say you didn't see what the stone sculptured head Wang got in the sinkhole No. 444."

"Sky ghosts are bound by the tiankeng, and there shouldn't be reborn people among them."

Master Ling Yun retorted subconsciously, but then fell silent. He has always firmly believed that people like Wu Rong and Fu Qing who have greatly influenced the future world trend cannot be reborn, just because they can't reveal a little bit of the future in front of Wu Rong, otherwise they will be struck by lightning.

But tonight the soul deed suddenly revived, but Master Ling Yun couldn't figure it out. He was silent here, but the little bandage was active, and it kept beeping: "Old man, don't you feel that there is something wrong with the ghost on Wang's body?"

"You know the physique of the king. Even I can't leave ghost marks on the king's body. I'm afraid I will be swallowed if I live in his body."

"But what's the origin of that ghost? He can even change the king's left arm! This is too bizarre and unusual. Besides coming out of the pit, what other possibility is there?"

wrong.

Master Lingyun still felt that something was wrong, but what the old man said was indeed the truth. Wu Rong has a special physique, even if he has not yet awakened from death, it is impossible for him to become a ghost raiser. But now it is obvious that there is a ghost in his body, and his strength is at least at the level of the ghost king. It's no wonder that the coffin old man went mad tonight. Compared with humans, no matter in their lifetime, the ghosts in the Great Tiankeng make them more afraid than humans.

"Leave this to me."

Before the bandage opened its mouth again, Master Lingyun suppressed its words, with a serious expression on his face: "Don't let what happened tonight happen again. You must be the Emerald King properly, and I want you to observe the Sacred Wedge Assembly."

Master Ling Yun had no impression of this organization in his previous life, and he had no impression of the existence of the Holy Wedge even in the chaotic period when all the heroes came together. But those who can relate to the secrets of the Great Tiankeng are undoubtedly powerful existences. Such organizations were either completely wiped out by accident, or they were exceptionally powerful and well hidden, or just like the Witch Society, they were founded by reborn people like him.

Master Ling Yun didn't know what to do, and the feeling that this kind of thing was out of control made him panic. Even after seeing Wu Rong replied "OK", Ling Yun was still fetching water with fifteen buckets in his heart, as if he was restless. After turning off the mobile phone, he had to make yin and yang gossip calculations reflexively.

"Old man, Hongxiu knows that Wang is in Jieyang."

What the little bandage strip said made Ling Yun's usually steady hand tremble, and almost dropped the gossip plate.

"She's smarter than me. If you tell me to hide it from her, I can't hide it. I just gave her the account of Wang's live broadcast room. But that doesn't work either. Hongxiu said that she will settle accounts with you when the time comes."

The old man in the coffin was very bachelor, smacked his lips, and stabbed Ling Yun's little heart full of holes: "She also sent you a bill, so old. When did you owe her hundreds of billions?" ?I do not know how?"

"...you don't need to know."

Master Ling Yun was expressionless, stiff like a sculpture, his fingers holding the gossip plate trembled, and his handsome face showed a look of vicissitudes of life.

"Ugh."

"It's all a debt owed in the previous life."

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"Damn it, it's too bad!"

Early the next morning, Huang Mao's shocked voice was transmitted to Wu Rong through the blood contract connection: "Brother Rong, you don't know that the fan list you broadcast live last night was bloody! It came suddenly A big fan named Xiao Hong, forcibly knocked down your original No. 1 list!"

"Fuck, I don't understand the world of local tyrants. It's not just the number one list. Go and have a look. The list goes from top to bottom. It's Xiaohong, Xiaohonghong, Xiaohonghonghong... all the way to red 20! Maybe it’s all about that Hao’s account, it’s dominating the rankings, it’s terrifying! There’s a rift in your fanbase, you should check it out later when you have time.”

Wu Rong has no time now, Fu Qing came out of the bathroom. The cocoon condensed by yang qi was formed all night, and it just broke in the early morning. Wu Rong was afraid of disturbing Fu Qing, now seeing that he was still wearing the Taoist robe from last night, completely soaked, Wu Rong couldn't help frowning, and walked towards him quickly.

"How's your body?"

Seeing that Fu Qing's eyes were not as good as before, Wu Rong was worried: "You won't stay in the bathtub all night, right?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand subconsciously, wanting to touch Fu Qing's forehead to test the temperature. But halfway through his hands, Wu Rong suddenly heard what happened last night. He blamed it on an accident, the accident caused by excess Yang Qi, but in the end it had an impact. Wu Rong realized that she could no longer touch Fu Qing without thinking like in the past, but just getting close to the back of the neck would cause an unbearable heat.

After a long distance, everything will return to normal after a while.

Wu Rong suppressed all the abnormalities in his heart, but his eyes became colder, and no one could find out what was going on in his heart. The hand that was just extended was about to be withdrawn, but at this moment Fu Qing took a step forward, grabbed Wu Rong's wrist, and put his hand on her forehead.

"nothing."

As expected of Fu Qing, Fu Qing soaked in cold water for a whole night and was still healthy the next day, her forehead was not hot at all. Having lost the opportunity, Wu Rong couldn't help but relax when he faced Fu Qing with still clear eyes. I think I think too much. When yin and yang meet together, it is easy to cause a reaction, which is nothing more than the instinct of yin and yang.

"It's fine."

Wu Rong relaxed a little, he withdrew his hand, and urged Fu Qing to change clothes. Only then did I realize that this is not where Fu Qing lived.

"Change mine first, it's clean."

Seeing that Fu Qing's hair was caught by the crooked hair crown, Wu Rong took it off, stroked the wet long hair, frowned and said seriously: "You have to find the lost soul soon."

From the time they met to the present, Fu Qing has never been keen on finding the soul. But what happened last night sounded the alarm for Wu Rong. This time, it was just an advanced change of Zhengyanghuo, which could be suppressed by relying on his blood. But Fu Qing is constantly getting stronger, and the disadvantage of losing his soul will always become more and more serious.

When it was time for Fu Qing to change clothes, Bai Gu and the others came. It's not yet six o'clock, Huang Mao and Su Xiaomi have deep dark circles under their eyes, and they look very weak. When the two salted fish brothers hugged each other when they entered the door, they felt a little afraid of Bai Gu. Bai Gu's smile could make them tremble, which obviously left a deep psychological shadow.

You don't need to think about Wu Rong to know that when you first came to Jieyang and killed the old man. Bai Gu didn't kill Tan Yueyue and others from the Zhou family lineage, but only injected wool Gu on them. Last night, Tan Yueliang and Deng San couldn't help but came to the door, and they must have given Bai Gu satisfactory news. It is estimated that the scene of devotion was too **** and terrifying, scaring Huangmao and the others.

Sure enough, what Bai Gu brought was not only the news sent to Wu Rong last night, but also an ordinary-looking black hairpin.

"This is one of the relics after Daytime. Zhou Xinhong gave it to Tan Yueyue and asked him to use it to find that..."

In the middle of speaking, Bai Gu suddenly got stuck. With his psychological quality, he was stuck, let alone Huang Mao and Su Xiaomi, who stared at the stairs dumbfounded.

Wu Rong looked over and saw Fu Qing walking down the stairs wearing a short black T-shirt and black trousers with loose hair.