“I…maybe know who can take care of these children.”

After Mo Yin finished speaking, Shen Xinghe immediately looked at him, his tone a little excited: “You have a solution?!”

“Yes.” Mo Yin was silent for a while, then nodded: “However, she is not human.”

Hearing this, Xie Yu and Shen Xinghe looked at each other. Mo Yin met their gaze and called out a bird.

Three days later.

The sun is just right and the breeze is blowing.You can see small bridges and flowing water, and you can see green hills and emerald spots in the distance. The hazy water mist rises from the river, morning glories climb up the fence recklessly, and the woman’s voice gradually drifts away in the air accompanied by the smoke and flute.

“My lord, you two, dinner is ready.”

Mo Yin put down the flute on his lips, and turned his eyes: “I heard it.”

“Although Ah Snail’s mana is not high and she’s not very intelligent, she has a very kind heart.” Mo Yin felt a little bit touched: “They were chased and killed by another monster clan back then, and only Ah Snail was left to run out, and was caught by me with a glass of water. After being saved, I followed all the way to the ghost world, wanting to repay my kindness.”

Xie Yu hummed, and Mo Yin continued: “I have already told her that the ghost world is not suitable for human beings to stay for a long time. She will settle here to take care of her children in the future.”

“It’s pretty good!” Shen Xinghe was happy: “The rice cooked by this girl is really delicious, then we can still eat frequently in the future.”

“Since your Highness has already bigu, you should spend more energy and time on improving your cultivation.” Xie Yu frowned disapprovingly.

“Baibai, you are so right.” Shen Xinghe immediately changed his face: “I promise I won’t eat it in the future.”

Mo Yin smiled slightly, and looked at the two of Shen Xinghe with some envy. Xie Yu noticed his gaze, and said, “What are you going to do? Settle down here with Ah Snail, or find a good place to practice?”

“Those… are not suitable for me.” Mo Yin turned her head and looked at the busy A-snail from a distance, her voice was a little softer: “A-snail is a good girl, and I am not qualified to become a fairy.”

The smile on Shen Xinghe’s face disappeared.

Mo Yin paused every word: “I will return to the ghost world to atone for my sins.”

“you……”

Shen Xinghe disapproved and planned to refute, but Xie Yu grabbed him and said, “Have you thought about it?”

“Never change.” Mo Yin met Xie Yu’s gaze with determination.

“If you stay here and never harm the law of heaven, I can pretend that I have never seen you. Even so, do you still insist on going to the ghost world?” Xie Yu stated calmly.

“Go.” Mo Yin still said firmly.

Xie Yu looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly smiled: “Mo Yin, it would be nice if you lived an ordinary life.”

Hearing this, Mo Yin didn’t answer, but just took a few steps back, and bowed deeply to Shen Xinghe and Xie Yu: “The kindness of the two immortals to Mo Yin will be remembered forever, Mo Yin, I am very grateful.”

Shen Xinghe and Xie Yu didn’t speak, and when Ah Wo ran out of the house with her skirt in her hands, holding a bouquet of beautiful wild flowers in her hands, the man in black who made her care was gone.

In the empty courtyard, there was only one flute left, which was quietly placed there, recalling the time when the man handed over a glass of water with a light flute.

In the 250th year of the immortal calendar, Wuyuan was buried in the ghost world, and in the same year, Mo Yin returned.

In the 260th year of the fairy calendar, Mo Yin won the hearts of the people in the ghost world and elected him king.

In the third thousand and 260 years of the fairy calendar, the ghost world made an oath not to violate the laws of heaven, not to kill, and not to bully the weak.

In the third thousand and 270 years of the fairy calendar, Mo Yin, the ghost king, dedicated himself to the battle. He died at the age of 34, and the new ghost king succeeded him.

The ghost world is turbulent and calm again, these are all things to come later.At the moment, Shen Xinghe and Xie Yu were standing in a magnificent room.

A gray-haired middle-aged businessman clutched Shen Xinghe’s sleeve with tears in his eyes, every word was bloody:

“Great Immortal! I beg you to save my son!”

Shen Xinghe pulled out his sleeves one by one, looked at Xie Yu who was standing motionless beside him, and sighed: “Help, help.”

As for why things turned out like this… After Mo Yin parted from them that day, only Shen Xinghe and Xie Yu were left behind for a while.The child’s matter has been resolved, and Shen Xinghe doesn’t know what he is going to do next. If he continues to travel in the world, it’s okay if he doesn’t find that Ji Bai is Xie Yu. If he finds out, he always feels weird. If he says he’s going back to heaven now, But I was so full of words at the beginning, and I hurried back after a while, I couldn’t hold back my face.

Fortunately, a skinny little boy ran out at this time, stood aside and looked at them quietly, Shen Xinghe asked and found out that the skinny boy in front of him was actually Xiaopang.

Suppressing the complexities in his heart, Shen Xinghe realized that Xiaopang had always had a thought in his heart. He took the small bell from the boy’s hand, escorted it all the way back to the village, and handed it to Tutu.

The joy on the little girl’s face couldn’t be suppressed, Shen Xinghe smiled from the side and said the fat oath: “Your fat brother said that when he grows into a man, he will come back to you.”

Tutu jumped up to Shen Xinghe happily and kissed him, a wet mark appeared on Shen Xinghe’s face, he wiped away the saliva and put Tutu on the ground, then walked quickly and grabbed Xie Yu, his head He rushed out of the small village without returning.

Sunset, gentle breeze, chirping birds, chirping cicadas.Shen Xinghe held Xie Yu’s hand tightly and ran wantonly along the bamboo forest path.This was supposed to be an extremely romantic event, until Shen Xinghe slammed his left foot on the right foot on a steep slope, he wisely let go of Xie Yu’s hand, and then with a calm and calm face, he rolled and twirled all the way He fell to the foot of the slope and was stunned by the people in the carriage who were about to cross the road.

The fat middle-aged man with two mustaches lifted the car curtain, and after listening to the servant’s narration, he glanced at the steep slope ahead, and then looked at Shen Xinghe who got up and patted himself as if nothing had happened. His voice trembled with excitement: ” Such a steep slope is unharmed…the master, the master!”

And after Xie Yu cast a spell and appeared next to Shen Xinghe in an instant, and fixed his hair for him expressionlessly, the middle-aged uncle was already crying with joy: “God, god!”

After finishing speaking, he threw himself out in a rolling and crawling motion, then returned and kowtowed to Shen Xinghe and Xie Yu, “Great Immortal! Help, help!”

Shen Xinghe and Xie Yu: “?”

After being weeping and crying for a long time by the fat old man, the two of Shen Xinghe finally figured out what happened.

“You mean, your son has often fallen asleep since three months ago, and recently he has been in a long sleep, and the so-called genius doctors are helpless?”

Shen Xinghe pinched his chin: “I understand, this is called hibernation.”

Xie Yu glanced at Shen Xinghe, then turned his head to the side.

The fat old man grabbed Shen Xinghe’s sleeve and made a gesture to kneel again: “I beg you, great immortal! As long as my son can survive this calamity, I will eat fast and recite Buddha’s name every day in the future, and do good deeds widely. I beg you Save him!”

Shen Xinghe was taken aback, he gritted his teeth and hadn’t pulled him up: “You…you get up first!”

“If the Great Immortal refuses to agree, the old man will not be able to kneel today!” The fat old man remained motionless, staring at Shen Xinghe.

Shen Xinghe and Xie Yu looked at each other and sighed helplessly: “Okay.”

On the way back, the fat master purposely gave up the carriage to the two immortals, and he was panting as he ran beside him. Shen Xinghe couldn’t stand it anymore, so he pulled him into the carriage: “Master, first tell me what happened to your son. Bar.”

The fat old man wiped his sweat, panted for a long time before slowly speaking…

It turns out that Fat Master’s surname is not Fat, his surname is Wang, and he is a well-known merchant in this town.Although Mr. Wang’s family is well-off, it is rare that he is an infatuated man. Since the death of his first wife, he has not had a reunion. For several years, he has hoped that his only son, Wang Liubai, will grow up safely.

After finally waiting for Wang Liubai to get married, start a business, marry a wife, and have children, everything was on the right track, but suddenly came the bad news that Wang Liubai could not wake up from a long sleep. Master Wang was so frightened on the spot that he lost his breath, and the doctor took care of him for a long time before he woke up faintly .

“I’ve been looking for famous doctors everywhere since this symptom started to appear three months ago, and I haven’t heard anything about it until now.” Master Wang covered his face: “Zhen’er told me to take good care of the child before he died, what should I do now? …”

Seeing that Master Wang was going to be sad again, Shen Xinghe hurriedly said: “Did your son feel different before he passed out?”

“No…” Master Wang denied it, and suddenly stopped crying after a while: “Wait, I remembered, something is really not right!”

“what’s up?”

“Three months ago, before Liu Bai had this strange disease, there was a girl who knocked on the door of the mansion in the middle of the night!”

“Knock on the door in the middle of the night?” Xie Yu frowned.

“That’s right! At that time, the girl didn’t say anything when I opened the door. I thought it was some poor girl who came to lodge, and she didn’t respond when I asked her to come in. I was a little panicked when I saw it, so I asked someone to close the door. Check back in the next day, no one is there.”

Shen Xinghe meditated: “As the saying goes, don’t do it on weekdays—cough cough, is there anything else strange?”

Master Wang pondered for a long time: “… the day before Liu Bai fell into a coma, does it count that the mansion just gave birth to a kitten?”

“…” Shen Xinghe held his forehead speechlessly: “Okay, you don’t need to say anything.”

When the group of people finally returned to the palace, there was the previous scene.

To appease the agitated Master Wang, Shen Xinghe walked to the side of the bed and sat down, and took a close look at this Master Wang’s lifeblood, Wang Liubai, the only son of the palace.

Peach blossom eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, thin lips slightly pursed, and a face as white as jade, with a youthful appearance.

Shen Xinghe stared at it for a while, then turned around and helped Master Wang who was sitting up: “Master Wang, you should know that it is not convenient for mortals to be present, right?”

Master Wang paused for a moment, and immediately understood Shen Xinghe’s meaning: “Understand, I’m leaving right away, Daxian, don’t worry, I will never let you be disturbed.”

After he finished speaking, he quickly twisted his fat body, ran out and closed the door like flying, and did not forget to express his heart: “Great Immortal, I will leave the life of the dog to you!”

The door was shut tightly with a snap, Xie Yu stepped forward, looked at the unconscious Wang Liubai, and said:

“How does your Highness feel?”

Shen Xinghe sniffed: “The mountain man counted his fingers, this person blackened the hall, there must be a bloody disaster.”

“Your Highness.”

“Okay, okay.” Shen Xinghe got serious: “Baibai, hasn’t Demon Lingyan eaten for a long time?”

Xie Yu was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he understood what Shen Xinghe meant. He slightly tapped his index finger to call out the magic spirit flame. The little thing lingered in the air for a while, then suddenly rushed straight to the bed, and stopped in front of Wang Liubai’s forehead. The air was sucked into the body by it.

The black air entered the body, and the flames of the demon spirit instantly swelled up. They happily floated away and rubbed against Xie Yu. Xie Yu softly called out the spell, and the fireworks disappeared in place.

Shen Xinghe’s gaze followed Mo Lingyan, then turned to Xie Yu who was watching him, and smiled slightly:

“This kind of pure demonic energy is for nothing. We have faced another big event.”

The author has something to say: Why did the author instinctively write the surname Wang as soon as he wrote about Fatty… Could it be that the word Fatty Wang has penetrated into the bone marrow?

Thanks to the little angel of Yuqianxi for mine~