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I, I didn't kill anyone! It had nothing to do with me! I've done it, the reason the river dried up is to save their lives. If you say I'm the one in trouble, then who's the one who harmed me! I just want to stay here and guard my husband!

The woman in red cried mournfully. Standing below, Chang Ge couldn't help but feel some sympathy for her: "His husband is here?"

Wu Tong replied: I heard that a few years ago, that Hanba's husband was someone from the city. He first married the mayor's daughter and then engaged Hanba to someone else. As for the Hanba, it was also hastily thrown to the unmarked cemetery by the citizens of the city. Due to the heavy yin energy from the unordered burial site, a thousand years of corpse aura gathered and she became an ancient fiendish demon — Hanba … After so many years of cultivation, they had finally returned to the Liushui District, where they had experienced two years of drought.

From the looks of it, he was also someone who had suffered a lot.

Xiao Ziyang didn't think so. In his eyes, good was good, and evil was evil, and doing good with virtue might alleviate sin, but it would never change what had happened before.

If you do something bad, then you have to repay it. This is retribution.

He formed a seal with his hand, and the void door opened. The eye-piercing white light caused Zhang Ge to shut his eyes tightly, while Wu Tong had already hid behind an old tree, afraid that the void would suck him into the Great Desolation as well.

After the white light dissipated, Changge looked over once more and Xiao Ziyang was still standing right in front of her. The woman who was crying miserably had already disappeared, so it was likely Xiao Ziyang who had said that she had returned to the Great Desolation.

She stared at him in a daze before confirming once again the position of the woman in red's body. It was truly gone, just like that …

Besides, can it rain here?

Yes.

Xiao Ziyang looked towards the brat called Wu Tong, who shrank his neck and dodged far away while holding the lantern.

It was as if she was afraid that he would be exterminated after he killed the demons as well. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ziyang only sighed lightly before bringing Zhang Ge back to the city.

Chang Ge didn't sleep well that night. When he opened the window, he saw an ancient, withered tree. The tree trunk was very thick, and the branches were intertwined.

Seeing Wu Tong carrying a red lantern beneath a tree, Chang Ge smiled slightly, then waved: "Come up, Wu Tong."

Wu Tong looked at her with half admiration and half fear: The yin energy in this place is extremely dense, Wu Tong will guard below, Upper Immortal can rest easy here.

So it was to protect her, but a warm feeling welled in Chang Ge's heart. A soul that he had met by chance was guarding outside the inn for her because they mistook her for Upper Immortal. This warmth was enough to be engraved in the heart of a young girl like her.

Standing outside the tavern, she could see the dim candlelight in Xiao Ziyang's room. She smiled at Wu Tong and found a rock to sit on: I used to like to sleep when I was in the residence, but for some reason, ever since I went to Qinghua, I haven't slept at all. Tonight was even weirder, so I couldn't sleep at all.

Wu Tong seemed to still be slightly fearful of her as he moved closer to his with the lantern in his hand. Wu Tong did not understand, because Wu Tong was a ghost and had not slept for a very, very long time.

You seem to be afraid of me.

Wu Tong nodded, then shook his head: "I, I have wandered around the human world for too long, I hope to be able to reincarnate. Both the Upper Immortal and that Immortal Lord Ziyang have very strong powers, I don't know if I can help, I will definitely be extremely grateful.

From her point of view, she was very willing to help others. To be honest, she now believed that being able to see ghosts was a type of fate, even the Buddhist Taoists talked about fate. Since fate allowed it, why couldn't she help him?

It's just that she was not a person who liked to cause trouble for others. She would not overstep her limits and would definitely have to trouble Xiao Ziyang with this matter.

Did Upper Immortal find it difficult? Seeing that she was silent, Wu Tong quickly changed her words: Wu Tong was only casually asking, if Upper Immortal felt that this matter was too troublesome, Wu Tong would not force the matter, but besides being at Hanba, Wu Tong is actually grateful.

When Chang Ge heard him classifying himself and Xiao Ziyang as master and disciple, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at Xiao Ziyang's room happily: It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I have yet to cultivate the Upper Immortal, so I don't know much about immortal techniques. How about I ask the Immortal Lord for you when day breaks?

Wu Tong was overwhelmed by the favour, he saluted and thanked them. He even moved the lantern forward, wanting to light up the way back to his room for Chang Ge.

Longsong willfully said: "I can't sleep tonight, it will be morning soon, we still have to travel."

Was Upper Immortal and Immortal Lord Ziyang the kind of people who roamed the world killing demons and devils?

He was still unwilling to change his words, so he decided to just leave the matter at hand: No, we are going to be guests at someone else's place. Passing by, you said that we met this demon, and it's not a big deal if we don't help the people, to be honest, this is my first time seeing Immortal Lord subdue a demon.

Zhang Ge stared at the window and laughed foolishly, it was just that she was at a loss of what to do with Xiao Ziyang, if that meant that even if she was her disciple, she would still lose face for him.

He secretly made his decision that when he returned to Qinghua, she would definitely train even more. One day, not only would she not become a burden standing by Xiao Ziyang's side, but she would also be of help.

Actually, I am not Immortal Lord's disciple. Chang Ge spoke with a bit of shyness.

Wu Tong asked curiously: Just now the Hanba clearly said …

The Hanba had said that Immortal Lord Ziyang obviously did not accept disciples, so why did she accept a useless disciple?

Wu Tong shut his mouth, and did not say everything. Instead, he laughed at himself: That's right, I'm so useless, how am I qualified to be Immortal Lord's disciple? However, there will be a day when I can definitely take him as my master!

This was the dream of a young girl, like the blooming spring season. The sprouting willow branches spread across the entire riverbank. This dream was as strong as the day she couldn't control it.

Hanba is also a bitter man... Seeing that the atmosphere was bad, Wu Tong hurriedly changed the topic: If one was too persistent about one thing, they would always go berserk.

The Hanba was like this. He was like a husband that was obsessed with dying for thousands of years, a past that he was obsessed with forgetting.

It was the same for Chang Ge. Immortal Lord's decision to bring her to the Dragon Palace for a birthday banquet had already flattered her and made her more determined to take him as her master.

Wu Tong, if you could reincarnate, who would you be?

Wu Tong thought for a while and said: I don't want to be a human.

She used to talk about this with her brother when she was at home.

Gu Yinfeng said that if he reincarnated, he would want to become a poverty-stricken scholar, make friends with a rich family's daughter, and because of the great disparity between their families, the two of them would not be able to be together.

It could also be considered as writing a tragic love epic. If the later generations could be modified into all kinds of play books to earn the tears of young girls, then he, Gu Yinfeng, would become the dream lover of millions of women. It would truly be a beautiful thing.

Chang Ge now felt that Gu Yinfeng must have been Si Ming Star Lord in his previous life, otherwise he wouldn't have composed such a rich life for every human being in this flesh and blood drama.

If there was an afterlife, what kind of person would Upper Immortal want to be? Wu Tong asked her.