Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang suddenly became a stiff, spurting a blood, fell in the cabin, and got up again, squatting on Qingyunzi, crying and tearing up, suddenly stood up again, while saying: "I am going Looking for Master, I want to find his soul, I can't let him die like this!"

The road wind grabbed him and shouted: "What do you do! Do you want to make the people in the sinister and the magical world smirk, and the head of the Maoshan, the soul of the dead, stays in the world, what it looks like!"

"I don't care!" Ye Shaoyang tried to open him. The road had to be repaired, and he was controlled. He said: "This is what Master said, Ye Shaoyang, you should wake up!"

Qi Lengyu and Yang Gongzhen took the opportunity to seize Ye Shaoyang together and could not help persuading.

After tossing for a while, Ye Shaoyang finally calmed down and burst into tears. He said slowly: "But the wind, Master is not willing to be a Yin God, going to reincarnation, this... I will not see it later."

"The world is not like this. The yin and yang are separated. People and ghosts are different. You know at least that he is going to reincarnate. With Master's yin, he will definitely reincarnate in Sanshan Road. You only know that he will definitely be good in the future..."

The road said, his voice was dry up, and he couldn’t say it.

This cold-faced demon in the invincible world of human ghosts, shaking at this time, clenched hands, nails into the flesh, still can not balance the pain of the heart.

Yang Gongyi went on with his words and said: "Shaoyang, this is Master's own choice. He does not want to be a Yin God. Naturally, there are reasons for him. We still respect him. Moreover, this is not something we can control..."

"what!"

Ye Shaoyang screamed and punched on the ship's board, and blood spilled from his fingers.

If Qingyunzi is accidentally dying and the soul is forcibly taken to reincarnation, he will fight with the entire sinister, and dare to fight and save him, but... this is his own choice, even if he goes to find him. He can't come back, what can he do?

Ye Shaoyang looked silly at the body of Qingyunzi, and finally realized the fact that he and his master could never see it again...

This feeling made him feel terrified when he was used to life and death.

"Master -"

Between the blue sea and the blue sky, there was a cry of painful sorrow, and a group of seagulls passing by, and screaming.

When the ship was docked, Ye Shaoyang’s emotions had been calmed down, and he thanked the three monks, watching them swim back to the sea, and then took the body of Qingyunzi ashore.

At this time, everyone faced a problem: how to deal with the body of Qingyunzi.

This Qingyunzi did not explain himself before his death. According to the rules of the past, he was transported back to Maoshan and buried in the "Tianshi Temple".

But how to get to Jiangnan from Jiaodong is a big problem.

After all, with the body, no means of transportation can be taken.

"The most important thing is the death certificate. There is no death certificate. Even the ambulances are not hired. Private people are no one dare to carry us." Yan Lengyu said.

Daofengdao: "Notify Lao Guo, he has a way."

Ye Shaoyang thought about it too, and Qingyunzi’s death would definitely tell him to know.

However, I did not have the courage to make this call. In the end, I could only hand it over to Leng Lengyu.

Qi Lengyu went to the side to call, Lao Guo heard the death of Qingyunzi, grief, and Yu Lengyu can only comfort him, first focusing on cooking.

Lao Guo said that this is to contact a friend who lives in Jiaodong. It is a folk practice and is very reliable.

Hanging up the phone for a while, a man called, claiming to be a friend of Lao Guo, did not say much, after asking the location, said that he arrived within half an hour.

Yan Lengyu told Ye Shaoyang about the news.

Ye Shaoyang carried the body of Qingyunzi back to a shady place on the edge of the dock. He found some bushes on him and kept himself on the side. He thought of the past, and could not help but be a sigh of sorrow.

Leng Lengyu sat quietly with him.

"Su Shidi, you contacted the brothers and sisters on Maoshan and started to build a mourning hall. Once we go back and do a ritual, we can be buried."

Ye Shaoyang confessed to Su Qinzhang. "Master is the most free and sloppy, disgusting form. The simpler the funeral, the better. No one needs to be alone. Only our own people can participate."

Su Qinzhang immediately called to inform.

On the other side of the body, Yang Feng and Chen Lu stood by him. Chen Lu was hidden in a Horcrux by the wind, and was released after landing.

Twenty minutes later, a container truck came over. The driver was a man who looked like a 20-year-old. After getting off the bus, he looked at Ye Shaoyang and said: "How many people are Maoshan?"

Yan Lengyu immediately greeted him and said: "Yes, you are Guo Lao's friend?"

The man quickly handed his hand and said: "I don't dare to be a disciple. I am a disciple of the Promise. My name is Miss Lu. My uncle is a good friend with Teacher Guo. He is in the car."

Turning back to the co-pilot, a person who looks like 40 or 50 years old, looked sad and nodded.

At that time, Yan Lengyu thought that this person was a big shelf, and he did not get off the bus.

"Where is the body of Qingyun's founder, where?" the young man in the car asked softly.

芮冷玉 refers to the body covered by the bulrush.

The young man immediately asked Lu to help him get off the bus.

In the past, Mr. Lu opened the door and carried the young man down. He explained: "My uncle has recently suffered from gout and can not walk with his legs."

In the cold heart of Yu Yu, he blamed himself for his own belly.

The young man sat on the side of the road, letting Lu Shaojun go forward to help, and together with Su Qinzhang, put the body of Qingyunzi into the carriage.

Lu Shao explained that this is a refrigerated car that delivers seafood. Otherwise, it will be nearly a thousand kilometers away, and the body will be stinky. After all, this day is not cold.

A simple coffin was also prepared in the car.

"Between the haste, there was no time to prepare for better, so I had to find a temporary one." Lu said.

Ye Shaoyang and others have thanked them.

The young man asked Lu to carry himself back into the carriage and looked at Qingyunzi, who was lying in the coffin, and shed tears.

"This mage, do you recognize my master?" Ye Shaoyang could not help but ask.

"Don't dare, don't dare." The young man quickly waved his hand. "My name is Xu Shuo. It is the head of the Promise Gate, but it is just a little-known little martial art. When I went to Maoshan to worship the mountain, I had the opportunity to see Qingyun." The ancestor, pointed me a few words, used for life, I and Guo Lao, also known at that time."

Xu Shuo wiped his tears and said: "I haven't seen these years. I didn't want to see it again. It was actually separated by yin and yang... The last journey of the Qingyun ancestor was my creation, and I should never see others."