Chapter 323 The silly little Heavenly Master has become more powerful today 18
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Shan Bu Yu Shi Er
Cheng Cinian naturally noticed Jin Chen's gaze, and seeing that he did not expose his intentions, he left with Fu Xizhou taking Cheng Luosheng away. He was able to confirm his suspicion.
Jinchen withdrew his gaze and turned around.
"Brother Chen." An Wuyang, who had recovered his evil spirit, came over and called Jinchen softly.
"Are you still suffering?"
Seeing that the young man's face was still pale, Jin Chen put his arms around his shoulders with a distressed expression.
"My head is dizzy, maybe the fusion isn't good enough."
An Wuyang said, shaking his head vigorously, feeling that the whole world was spinning around the two of them, and his head went straight into Jinchen's arms.
"dizzy."
Suddenly, his fingers pulled onto Jin Chen's shoulders again and pointed behind him, "Mr. Sun also fainted."
If it weren't for the magic weapon of the Taoist Association to protect the two of them, I'm afraid that both Sun Daqiang and An Wuyang would have lost half their lives by now.
Jinchen picked him up, took out the secret medicine that he had prepared, and gently fed it to the young man. He also took out a powerful [-]-year-old ginseng pill and coaxed him to eat it.
"Feeling better?"
"Hmm..." An Wuyang felt it carefully, his hair twitching.
Now I am not only dizzy, but also very sleepy.
He smacked his lips, fell into Jinchen's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep, breathing evenly.
Green smoke passed by, and the two of them, together with Sun Daqiang who was unconscious in the grass, disappeared on the spot, and the formation was blown away by the sudden strong wind.
Sun Daqiang had long made plans to use his life to help An Wuyang bring his soul back.
I just found that after I woke up at home, not only did I not feel any discomfort at all, but I was even more lively than before. I couldn't help but get up in doubt, and in the blink of an eye I saw the porcelain bottle next to the bed.
He was stunned, opened the lid and there was still one pill inside, and leaned closer to smell it.
"Human... ginseng pills?"
There was something he didn't understand at this moment, so he kowtowed toward the window with tears in his eyes, which was the direction of the street from An Wuyang's home.
-
It wasn't until evening that An Wuyang woke up.
He covered his sleepy head. Feeling that the dizziness had not passed, he got up and sat in a daze.
After a long time, he yawned again, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and he wiped them away, making the ends of his eyes a little red.
Everything that happened today went through his mind, and he was a little surprised when he looked out the window again.
I didn’t sleep all day, no wonder my whole body ached when I slept!
An Wuyang put on the bear slippers he specially selected and walked out of the bedroom.
As soon as I stepped out, I was attracted by the aroma of the food, and there was even cut fruit on the coffee table!
He groaned, biting an apple and walked towards the kitchen. He stuck his head in to take a look, and Da Mao poked Jin Chen's field of vision first.
"Brother Chen?"
Jinchen took out the last dish and said, "I finally woke up. How is the soul fusion going?"
This question made An Wuyang think deeply.
He felt it carefully and replied: "Actually, I don't have a particularly big feeling."
In addition to the pain before the fusion started, and the dizzy feeling after the fusion.
"The evil spirit belongs to you originally. If you feel otherwise, that's not good."
Jinchen brought the dish to the dining table, "Come over and eat quickly. You must be starving after sleeping all day."
"Good!"
An Wuyang sat next to Jinchen and started eating happily, feeling very happy.
The blackening value of 40 is a very low level. The soul that was sucked away only had this value. Jin Chen felt that the lack of heart was inherent in his wife and had nothing to do with the evil spirit.
Probably because Jin Chen's teasing gaze was too obvious, An Wuyang finally raised his head and asked, "Brother Chen, why are you watching me without eating?"
Jinchen answered: "You are beautiful and delicious."
An Wuyang chuckled when he was struck by the joke. He almost choked and drank several sips of water before he recovered.
He accused Jinchen: "Don't tell cold jokes when eating in the future."
Jinchen: "..."
"You have such a weird laugh."
An Wuyang grunted twice in response, and was particularly fond of Jinchen's cooking. He put each dish back and forth, trying to make sure that the rain and dew were evenly soaked.
"Brother Chen, can I ask you a question?" He chewed the meat, his voice a little unclear.
Jinchen held the back of his head with one hand, signaling him not to point his head at her, in case he suddenly sprayed his rice.
"You said."
"In your previous life...that is, before you became the director of the Underworld, what did you do?" An Wuyang tried his best to speak completely, "Master used to say that Qinghan Temple was not only the largest temple in the past, but also opened up Qinghan Temple. Guan’s ancestor is still a very powerful person.”
"But just how powerful it is is passed down by word of mouth, and future generations don't remember much."
Jin Chen recalled his original memory, "It was still a monarchy system at that time, and the evil spirits and human beings in the Nine Provinces coexisted, so there would inevitably be disputes. My family is a well-known evil-killing family in the imperial city, and I can be considered a son to inherit my father's legacy."
He said only a few words.
An Wuyang seemed to recall Jinchen's high-spiritedness and high ambition from this passage, and couldn't help but smile and roll his eyes.
"Brother Chen used to be an ambitious young man."
After swallowing the last mouthful of rice, An Wuyang asked again: "What is Brother Chen's current ambition?"
He originally thought that he would often answer very compelling things such as: becoming the best director of the 72nd Division, or contributing to the underworld's cause of catching defectors.
Unexpectedly, the next second I heard Jin Chen say in a soft tone: "My ambition now is to feed you, how thin have you become?"
An Wuyang snorted, very dissatisfied, "I'm not thin, I still have abdominal muscles!"
He lowered his head, lifted his belly with both hands, and showed it to Jin Chen.
Jin Chen lowered his eyes, and the skin in his eyes was so white that it was dazzling. He reached out and touched it with a smile.
"Soft abs?"
An Wuyang retorted: "It looks like abdominal muscles, but they are also abdominal muscles!" He didn't accept the rebuttal!
Jinchen nodded in agreement: "Appreciative abdominal muscles."
An Wuyang: "..."
He was completely furious and reached out to poke Jinchen's belly, "Then I also want to see if you have a belly...!"
The movement stopped abruptly when the fingertips touched the firm and textured skin of the abdomen.
An Wuyang felt that there were four big characters hanging around him now.
Bring shame on yourself.
Jinchen put down his chopsticks and pressed the boy's hand on his abdominal muscles, "Are you satisfied?"
"...Don't say naughty things in broad daylight."
An Wuyang silently withdrew his hand, with the warmth still remaining on his fingertips, and Yan Kong's little heart began to pound again.
I don't know what else he was thinking about. Jin Chen could only lament that he really couldn't keep up with his brain circuit, so he just stretched out his hand and pulled the dull hair on the young man's head.
"Have a good rest these two days, and I'll help you break the Dantian seal in two days."
"it is good!"
An Wuyang immediately shouted happily, and his stupid hair almost poked into Jinchen's eyes.
With a twitch between his eyebrows, he held down the young man's body and made him sit upright.
Jinchen withdrew his gaze and turned around.
"Brother Chen." An Wuyang, who had recovered his evil spirit, came over and called Jinchen softly.
"Are you still suffering?"
Seeing that the young man's face was still pale, Jin Chen put his arms around his shoulders with a distressed expression.
"My head is dizzy, maybe the fusion isn't good enough."
An Wuyang said, shaking his head vigorously, feeling that the whole world was spinning around the two of them, and his head went straight into Jinchen's arms.
"dizzy."
Suddenly, his fingers pulled onto Jin Chen's shoulders again and pointed behind him, "Mr. Sun also fainted."
If it weren't for the magic weapon of the Taoist Association to protect the two of them, I'm afraid that both Sun Daqiang and An Wuyang would have lost half their lives by now.
Jinchen picked him up, took out the secret medicine that he had prepared, and gently fed it to the young man. He also took out a powerful [-]-year-old ginseng pill and coaxed him to eat it.
"Feeling better?"
"Hmm..." An Wuyang felt it carefully, his hair twitching.
Now I am not only dizzy, but also very sleepy.
He smacked his lips, fell into Jinchen's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep, breathing evenly.
Green smoke passed by, and the two of them, together with Sun Daqiang who was unconscious in the grass, disappeared on the spot, and the formation was blown away by the sudden strong wind.
Sun Daqiang had long made plans to use his life to help An Wuyang bring his soul back.
I just found that after I woke up at home, not only did I not feel any discomfort at all, but I was even more lively than before. I couldn't help but get up in doubt, and in the blink of an eye I saw the porcelain bottle next to the bed.
He was stunned, opened the lid and there was still one pill inside, and leaned closer to smell it.
"Human... ginseng pills?"
There was something he didn't understand at this moment, so he kowtowed toward the window with tears in his eyes, which was the direction of the street from An Wuyang's home.
-
It wasn't until evening that An Wuyang woke up.
He covered his sleepy head. Feeling that the dizziness had not passed, he got up and sat in a daze.
After a long time, he yawned again, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and he wiped them away, making the ends of his eyes a little red.
Everything that happened today went through his mind, and he was a little surprised when he looked out the window again.
I didn’t sleep all day, no wonder my whole body ached when I slept!
An Wuyang put on the bear slippers he specially selected and walked out of the bedroom.
As soon as I stepped out, I was attracted by the aroma of the food, and there was even cut fruit on the coffee table!
He groaned, biting an apple and walked towards the kitchen. He stuck his head in to take a look, and Da Mao poked Jin Chen's field of vision first.
"Brother Chen?"
Jinchen took out the last dish and said, "I finally woke up. How is the soul fusion going?"
This question made An Wuyang think deeply.
He felt it carefully and replied: "Actually, I don't have a particularly big feeling."
In addition to the pain before the fusion started, and the dizzy feeling after the fusion.
"The evil spirit belongs to you originally. If you feel otherwise, that's not good."
Jinchen brought the dish to the dining table, "Come over and eat quickly. You must be starving after sleeping all day."
"Good!"
An Wuyang sat next to Jinchen and started eating happily, feeling very happy.
The blackening value of 40 is a very low level. The soul that was sucked away only had this value. Jin Chen felt that the lack of heart was inherent in his wife and had nothing to do with the evil spirit.
Probably because Jin Chen's teasing gaze was too obvious, An Wuyang finally raised his head and asked, "Brother Chen, why are you watching me without eating?"
Jinchen answered: "You are beautiful and delicious."
An Wuyang chuckled when he was struck by the joke. He almost choked and drank several sips of water before he recovered.
He accused Jinchen: "Don't tell cold jokes when eating in the future."
Jinchen: "..."
"You have such a weird laugh."
An Wuyang grunted twice in response, and was particularly fond of Jinchen's cooking. He put each dish back and forth, trying to make sure that the rain and dew were evenly soaked.
"Brother Chen, can I ask you a question?" He chewed the meat, his voice a little unclear.
Jinchen held the back of his head with one hand, signaling him not to point his head at her, in case he suddenly sprayed his rice.
"You said."
"In your previous life...that is, before you became the director of the Underworld, what did you do?" An Wuyang tried his best to speak completely, "Master used to say that Qinghan Temple was not only the largest temple in the past, but also opened up Qinghan Temple. Guan’s ancestor is still a very powerful person.”
"But just how powerful it is is passed down by word of mouth, and future generations don't remember much."
Jin Chen recalled his original memory, "It was still a monarchy system at that time, and the evil spirits and human beings in the Nine Provinces coexisted, so there would inevitably be disputes. My family is a well-known evil-killing family in the imperial city, and I can be considered a son to inherit my father's legacy."
He said only a few words.
An Wuyang seemed to recall Jinchen's high-spiritedness and high ambition from this passage, and couldn't help but smile and roll his eyes.
"Brother Chen used to be an ambitious young man."
After swallowing the last mouthful of rice, An Wuyang asked again: "What is Brother Chen's current ambition?"
He originally thought that he would often answer very compelling things such as: becoming the best director of the 72nd Division, or contributing to the underworld's cause of catching defectors.
Unexpectedly, the next second I heard Jin Chen say in a soft tone: "My ambition now is to feed you, how thin have you become?"
An Wuyang snorted, very dissatisfied, "I'm not thin, I still have abdominal muscles!"
He lowered his head, lifted his belly with both hands, and showed it to Jin Chen.
Jin Chen lowered his eyes, and the skin in his eyes was so white that it was dazzling. He reached out and touched it with a smile.
"Soft abs?"
An Wuyang retorted: "It looks like abdominal muscles, but they are also abdominal muscles!" He didn't accept the rebuttal!
Jinchen nodded in agreement: "Appreciative abdominal muscles."
An Wuyang: "..."
He was completely furious and reached out to poke Jinchen's belly, "Then I also want to see if you have a belly...!"
The movement stopped abruptly when the fingertips touched the firm and textured skin of the abdomen.
An Wuyang felt that there were four big characters hanging around him now.
Bring shame on yourself.
Jinchen put down his chopsticks and pressed the boy's hand on his abdominal muscles, "Are you satisfied?"
"...Don't say naughty things in broad daylight."
An Wuyang silently withdrew his hand, with the warmth still remaining on his fingertips, and Yan Kong's little heart began to pound again.
I don't know what else he was thinking about. Jin Chen could only lament that he really couldn't keep up with his brain circuit, so he just stretched out his hand and pulled the dull hair on the young man's head.
"Have a good rest these two days, and I'll help you break the Dantian seal in two days."
"it is good!"
An Wuyang immediately shouted happily, and his stupid hair almost poked into Jinchen's eyes.
With a twitch between his eyebrows, he held down the young man's body and made him sit upright.
