Chapter 114 7.16 Tsundere Ghost King 1 post
Chapter 114 7.16 Tsundere Ghost King 1 post
I didn't hear Zhenjun Fenghua's usual response.
Then he turned around and his eyes met the room full of people.
Oh, the beautiful living soul - Su Yu, the ghost king Xuanhe who looked indifferent, and Zhenjun Fenghua who choked on his own tea.
The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes, glanced around, and sat next to Zhenjun Fenghua naturally: "Tell me, what is my script this time? Is it Bai Yueguang who died on the way? Or is it the frail and sick noble master?"
Zhenjun Fenghua looked away guiltily, coughed twice, and pretended not to see it. How could this be said in the script...
But in fact, Fenghua Zhenjun is not really making it up, he just concealed some facts. After all, the truth is more convincing. For example, this Taoist priest is destined to Taoism and is also an amazing talent. A stunning genius.
Many of the formations and laws created at that time have been passed down to this day, and are still studied in Taoist sects in the human world today. Because of their great achievements, they are still respected by future generations as Taoist Master Qingyun.
There are still many Taoist disciples who specially worship him before the examination.
But it is a pity that being able to tell fortunes cannot save oneself. Just like those who drown are those who know water, what he did at that time was forced to be stained with blood evil.
Blood evil means that it is related to the death of fairies, so naturally it is impossible to ask for help from the fairy world.
It's not that the Ghost King from hundreds of years ago didn't want to be accommodating, but that he couldn't be saved. How could he dare to accept the destiny that was stained by the blood evil in the fairy world.
As for the rest of the story, it's pretty much the same.
So this time the narrator changed sides.
Xuan He explained the ins and outs of the matter, focusing on Su Yu's current state.
After finishing speaking, he also saluted the Taoist priest as a thank you for his help just now and helping Su Yu stabilize his soul.
"I would like to thank Taoist Priest Qingyun here first." His words were sincere and full of sincerity.
Instead, Su Yu glanced at Xuan He in surprise, taking into account his performance along the way.
It's rare to see him look so humble and polite.
Taoist priest Qingyun's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he nodded, but his expression gradually became serious. The current situation is neither difficult nor easy.
Fenghua originally prepared the formula to save him, hoping that he could gather his soul when his body was missing.
The recipe of the wine naturally carries the bartender’s wishes.
If the formula is released, as long as someone's expectations are greater than the previous limit when preparing the formula, this side effect will naturally be eliminated.
To put it simply, it is to find someone to mix drinks with who can hope that Su Yu will come back. As long as the desire is strong enough, then he can go back.
"But where to find such a person?" Xuan He frowned.
He had read Su Yu's life and found that he had basically no close friends. The only one who had some connections pushed him to the ghost pit.
Then the eyes of the whole room focused on him, and the meaning was self-evident.
"I've never been exposed to concoction..." Xuan He felt a rare feeling of embarrassment.
"Oh, don't be so rigid. The simplest one will do. As long as you can drink it, I don't expect you to be able to make any best-selling products."
"Learn from me these days, and I'll teach you. Besides, the most important thing is feelings!" Taoist Qingyun became excited. No one has been here for a long time. It has been so lively. As for Fenghua's disciples, It seems that he is busy with some rookie competition.
"Once the relationship is in place, the rest will fall into place naturally. Old man, lend me your equipment." He patted Fenghua on the shoulder.
The other party was a little unhappy: "Do you really think this restriction of mine can be broken so easily?!"
That's not because I want you to come back.
"Oh, of course, that's why it depends on whether the relationship is adequate!" Seeing that he was a little angry, Qingyun quickly responded, "Maybe he really doesn't deserve it."
"Hmph, then go get it yourself. The equipment will be left in its usual place."
Listening to the bickering between them, and so determined to let Xuan He handle the matter, Su Yu raised his head and glanced at Xuan He, who happened to be looking at him too.
The emotion brewing in his eyes surprised Su Yu.
"No way."
Su Yu quickly went through Xuan He's actions along the way in his mind.
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"I said, Su Yu, your desire to survive is too low." Qingyun also pulled Su Yu along when he was teaching, and he looked at the test value after Su Yu drank it.
Although the wine I mixed was ineffective, according to Fenghua's standard process, it would only be effective if it was made by another person.
But this didn't stop him from testing the cup in Su Yu's hand and the value he adjusted himself to see how strong his desire to go back was.
Qingyun saw that there was still a large numerical value that was far away from that limit. He had to exceed the numerical value to have the possibility of breaking through the limit.
Besides, Su Yu himself was so low on the field, and Xuan He would probably be in doubt as well.
He glanced worriedly at Xuan He, who was still trying to mix drinks.
He felt that his vision must be correct. A majestic ghost king could return to Penglai to capture him for a living soul...
He doesn't think this is the consistent style of Ghost Street, even after the reform.
Obviously he could just assign one of his subordinates to handle the matter at will, and then delay it until he had no choice but to accept the option of reincarnation, which was their usual practice anyway.
Thinking this, he gave a sarcastic smile.
And he hid something from Su Yu. With his current incomplete soul state, he might not be able to remember what happened now when he goes back...
As for Xuan He, he himself should know this best...
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