Zhexiang as an old friend

As soon as the decontamination entered, the fox ghost resembled the real Shentu a bit more.

If Yanhuang hadn't known that Shentu's three spirits hadn't returned, he would really have regarded the fox ghost as Shentu.

"The next place is the last one." Zang Yang's tone was full of joy that he had never felt in days.

Yan Huang focused on looking at the soul-hunting needle, smelly lungs, and palm desire.

The return of the seven souls should have made Yanhuang feel happy, but at this moment his mind was filled with a lot of uneasiness, as if the return of the souls would bring some disaster.

But no matter whether it will bring any disaster or not, he still wants Shentu's Seven Souls to return to his place.

Immediately, he put all these worries behind him, and followed the guidance of the soul-seeking needle wholeheartedly, heading in the direction of true north.

Perhaps Yan Huang was surrounded by uneasiness, and Zang Yang was surrounded by nervousness. The two of them didn't speak during the journey, and if they didn't speak, the fox ghost naturally wouldn't take the initiative to speak, and looked at Yan Huang intently.

Since occupying Shentu's body, with Shentu's return of the seven souls, his feelings for his master have gradually changed. Before, he was just a ghost with only three souls, unable to perceive the seven emotions and six desires of human beings, and loyal to Yan Huang It was only out of the instinct of a fox ghost.

But since he had Shentu's soul, he had tasted joy, anger, sorrow and joy for the first time, and knew Shentu's love for his master. This love made him feel a little lost. He couldn't tell if the love was his own or Shentu's.

But... just love him.

Whether it's his own or Shentu's, just love him.

But he was a little jealous of Shentu.

Jealous that Shentu got the master's love, jealous that even though he took Shentu's body, the master still reminded himself that he was "Jieyue".

"Fox ghost." Yan Huang called out, calling him back to his senses, and the fox ghost instinctively responded: "Master."

"What are you thinking?" Yan Huang asked, the fox ghost lowered his head in panic, ashamed of his jealousy just now: "It's nothing."

Yan Huang gave a "hmm" sound, and didn't seem to really care about this issue, but just said to himself: "We've arrived at Mt. Wu, and it really is a desolate place again."

"Have you heard the voice of 'Meng Ji'?" Zang Yang asked with his ears sideways.

Yan Huang also turned his ear and listened carefully: "Meng Ji, who looks like a leopard, calls himself by his name. It's hard not to hear such a loud 'Meng Ji' sound."

"Father-in-law, please stop Meng Ji, I'll go get the stinky lung." Yan Huang smiled, and said something conferring, but there was no conferring tone in his tone.

Zang Yang also knew that Yan Huang was eager to get angry, so he nodded and told Zhai Ru to get closer, and Yan Huang squeezed in along the low position and the wind that leaked from the hole.

The cave with the stinky lungs sealed was very dark, and Yan Huang could feel a hint of smoldering breath sensitively, making him unable to bear the thought of Shentu chuckling in his ear every time.

He missed him again, and his yearning for Shentu did not fade at all because of time, but became more intense and surging.

That longing urged Yan Huang to speed up step by step, wanting to go faster, and even faster to see Shentu's stinky lungs.

The color of the stinky lung's light is hard to tell, it's a bit hazy, a bit blurred, full of desire.

The light attracted him, or rather, seduced him.Yan Huang took out his pouch from his sleeve in a panic, covered his stinky lungs tightly, and stuffed it tightly into his sleeve again.

Zang Yang outside was still entangled with Meng Ji, he slapped his fan on Meng Ji's forehead, Meng Ji was slightly dizzy by his blow, the two of them took this opportunity to jump on Zhai Ru's back, Quickly flew away from Ou Wu.

Zhai Ru carried the three of them on his back and went to the nearest Fushao. It was getting dark, so Zang Yang dismantled the nanmu on the mountain and built a fire. A little between the ghost's forehead, the memory in the stinky lungs rushed out immediately, and the swollen fox ghost's head hurt a little.

Zang Yang is used to it, so he doesn't care about him. Compared with the fox ghost, his own Zhai Ru is naturally more precious, so he got up and went to the forest to find some fruits for Zhai Ru to eat.

Yan Huang cast spells casually and picked up the wood so that the fire would last longer.

The fox ghost was relieved, he had inherited all the memories of Shentu, looking at Yan Huang, the longing for Shentu in his heart controlled the fox ghost's thoughts like a spell, he slowly approached Yan Huang, put his arms around Yanhuang Huang's waist rested his chin on Yan Huang's shoulder: "Yuan Qing..."

"Fox ghost, you have overtaken." Yan Huang said coldly, but did not move, only stopped his hands and stopped turning the fire.

This time, the fox ghost was not as obedient as Yan Huang expected. Hearing this, he hugged Yan Huang even tighter and turned his face to caress his cheek.

"Fox ghost!" Yan Huang's face sank, and he managed to get out of the fox ghost's arms with a little trick, and stood on the other side of the fire looking at him.

"Yuanqing..." The fox ghost called out softly, the voice sounded very much like Shentu, but Yanhuang knew that Shentu would never talk to him in such a begging tone, he was a fox ghost, not Shentu .

"I warn you, don't use Shentu's voice to talk to me." Yan Huang frowned and looked at the fox ghost viciously.

The fox ghost immediately became irritable and roared loudly: "I don't look like him! Why do you only have him in your heart! Why!"

"Fox ghost, you are just a ghost." Yan Huang said coldly, he was not so cold before, but after becoming a demon, his heart seemed to become harder and he was not like him.

"I like you." Fox Ghost looked at Yan Huang and repeated it seriously, "I like you."

Yan Huang pursed his lips, not knowing how to continue the conversation.

It was he who shouldn't let the fox ghost understand Shentu's emotions and desires, which would only increase the trouble.

After being silent for a while, Yan Huang finally spoke first: "Get out of Shentu's body."

"I don't!" The fox ghost was furious, and the outline of a fox's face flashed on Shentu's face, "I won't let him come back!"

Hearing this, Yan Huang's heart froze, feeling faintly uneasy, he immediately leaned forward to grab him, but it was still a step too late, the fox ghost had already mastered Shentu's body with ease, cast a spell and left here.

Yan Huang grasped the empty air, frowned, violent air flashed out again, but was suppressed immediately, he put down his hand, not in a hurry.

"Fox ghost, since you are loyal to me, you cannot escape."

As long as the fox ghost swears to be loyal to one person, he will be inseparable from that person's control forever. As long as Yan Huang wants to, he can be forcibly summoned by reciting a curse, but he doesn't want to now, the fox ghost was rushed by Shentu's Qipo Dizzy, it might be better to let him calm down for a few days.

Thinking of this, Yan Huang sat down again and turned the fire again, seeing that the fire was getting weaker, he threw a few more pieces of firewood.

"It's just that it's a bit troublesome to explain from my father-in-law."

Yan Huang talked to himself, looked up at the dark sky, and sighed through the tip of his nose.