The youngest son came back, and their happy life was over. Gongsiyu could only hold Linggui and his son in his arms. He looked at the demon with a gloomy face and said, "if you come here, just to say this, go quickly."
The demon sat there with his legs up and said nothing. He winked at fan Wujiu, indicating that he would speak quickly.
Fan Wujiu, as always, is expressionless, seemingly cold, but in fact he is speechless. The basket was poked by a demon. Now LINGJI and gongsiyu strike are all because of him. Why should he be asked to clean up the mess in the end?
Fan Wujiu thinks about it, but he doesn't expect to be able to talk about LINGJI and Gongsi Yu and the way to get Qi from the devil.
It's hard for him not to offend on either side.
However, seeing Gong Si Yu's black face embracing his son and holding his uncanny appearance, fan Wujiu suddenly has a plan in mind. He opens the door to the mountain and says, "ah Ji, leave the child to the care of the Demon Lord. In this way, you and gongsiyu can live for a while. What do you think
Fan Wujiu didn't say it clearly. He just gave his son to the tianmozhao temporarily, so that Linggui and gongsiyu could have more lives. He told LINGJI that as long as he continued to look for changshengbi and Yinxu cauldron and find out the case of Changsheng, he could continue to live in the world of two people, and no child would be bothered every day.
This is where fan Wujiu's wisdom lies. He not only gives Linggui a step down, but also gives the demon a chance to ease up. He will not let the demon feel that he has lost face, nor will he let Linggui feel that there is anything wrong with him.
He sat on the sofa lazily, staring at fan Wujiu and said, "frankly, let's continue to help the underworld. When will master fan learn to beat around the Bush?"
"Why don't you all step back?" Fan Wujiu felt tired.
"Chui'er was found by the devil himself. It's useless to let him say it himself." The spirit crafty does not give fan Wujiu this face, coldly glances at the eye demon.
Although the demon was born handsome and extraordinary, he had a ferocious look on his face. He put his hands on his thighs, looked at the spirit and guileless, and asked coldly, "say a condition. How can you continue to end this matter?"
With a turn of her eyes, she sneered: "what's the condition? Well, go and tell the underworld that I'm your ancestor. When we meet and take a detour, you're my grandson. "
After saying this, LINGJI found that the devil's face had changed, black and green, and there was a sign that he would be furious.
But the spirit is uncanny, and the poisonous tongue added a sentence: "if you can't do it, go out to me! If you dare to go crazy in my house, try it. Your father and mother are downstairs. If you dare to shout to me, I will call them here and let them see how a good son who has been reformed has bitten people in a rabies attack. "
The Dragon King and the dragon mother are downstairs. LINGJI knows that they are not out today. They are both at home.
The biggest weakness of the demon is the spirit of the hidden, but the biggest killer is not, but the Dragon King.
Linggui knows that the man the devil fears most is his father.
Linggui vaguely remembers that when they joined forces to deal with the killing of the emperor, they entered the Dragon Valley for the first time. When Qingcang, the Dragon King, learned that his eldest son, Tianmo, was doing evil outside and killing innocent people indiscriminately, he almost didn't cramp the demon's skin. However, the demon didn't dare to say a word and didn't feel his hand back.
Don't be too clever
"Who is too much..." LINGJI slowly picked up the delicate mirror on the tea table and looked at his face, "we're doing dirty work for you outside. You're so good. You're still saying behind my back that it's hard for me to be fooled by ghosts and gods in the underworld? I don't want face? "
The devil said
In the end, the two sides were locked in a stalemate and each stepped back.
Gong Siyu gives the sleeping son back to the demon, with a baby bag, and promises to continue to investigate the case for LINGJI and find the missing underworld Yin ware. Of course, he also has a selfish intention to agree for Linggui, because he is more willing to live in the world of two with Linggui than with his son at home.
The devil also kept his temper and stepped back. When he returned to the underworld, he announced that LINGJI was the ancestor.
Spirit is not necessarily with the devil Qi, just want to rub his spirit.
Before evening, she died.
It happened that Bai Wuyou came back with Ning Lingge. Farrid was not at home. He went out shopping with Bai feiran and Liuyun. Bai Wuyou had to take Ning Lingge and knock on the door of Linggui's house.
At this time, fan Wujiu didn't return to the underworld with the demons. He happened to be there. At the invitation of the spirit, he decided to stay for dinner.
LINGJI is sitting on the sofa beside the French window of the living room, and is chatting with fan Wujiu about what happened in the imperial mausoleum of Xixia.
Hearing the sound of the porch, they raised their eyes together.
Almost instantly, fan Wujiu's sight was attracted by Ning Lingge's big and tall figure. At a distance of 50 meters, he felt that Naning Lingge had no heartbeat, no breathing, no body temperature, and was equivalent to a dead person. However, he was no different from a living person and could walk on his own. When he had his own thoughts, fan Wujiu's expressionless cold face showed little expression of astonishment !
"That man is nimlingo." Seeing fan Wujiu's expression, LINGJI quickly introduced, "I wanted to take him to the underworld today, but I thought that he was in a special situation and he might not be able to return to the underworld. He was the owner of Yuanhao's tomb, and he told me that the Yinxu tripod in the tomb was all fake tripod. I'm afraid only he knows the whereabouts of the real tripod, but unfortunately, this person's memory Missing, the heart is also missing, Mr. Fan You say, people have no heart, can live? "Fan Wujiu's sharp eyes were fixed on Ning Lingge. Hearing his words, he murmured: "people have no heart. Of course, they can't live. Of course, there are exceptions."
"Exception?" The spirit is strange slightly a Zheng.
Fan Wujiu's eyes almost moved with Ning Lingge's movement. "He is dead, but he can still be like a living man, but he has no heartbeat, temperature, breath, and heart. Do you know what he relies on to maintain the operation of the body?"
"What?"
"He took the elixir refined by Yin Xu Ding." Fan Wujiu subdued the God, and he was mysterious and mysterious. "I have been in the underworld for thousands of years. Before the disappearance of the Yin Xu tripod, I was lucky to see the scene of its opening furnace and refining alchemy. The Yin Xu Ding is one of the most important spiritual tools refined by the emperor of the Ming. Its strength lies in the legendary immortal pill, which can revive even after death, and even the divine morality The immortal elixir that Tianzun's Xiandan stove can't refine, only Yin Xu Ding can be refined. However, Qing Wudi was afraid that the tripod would be stolen by evil minded people and refining pills randomly, so he injected the Yin Xu Ding with the spirit of guarding the tripod... "
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