After the song was finished, my heart was broken.

Priest Liang was no longer squatting, but was lying on the ground, crying without tears so hard that he couldn't stand up. This song is like a true portrayal of him. It resonated with the ability of the Internet-suppressing microphone, which made him resonate with the emotions he had suppressed for decades and finally got the opportunity to vent. If he could cry, tears could be installed at least three washbasins.

But! I haven't untied his heart!

I hurriedly approached him, bent down in his ear, and called him his name: "Master Liang...Master Liang...Master Liang..."

"Tell me, you uncle!"

Master Liang cursed angrily and struggled to get up. He even covered his embarrassing expression with his sleeves: "How did you do it?"

"This is a nai love!"

My second-year schizophrenia broke out indirectly: "I'll tell you Master Liang! You can't believe this thing too much, do you understand? What if the female ghost liked someone before her lifetime and just had a scene with you, and in order to deceive your Taoist practice and practice, you will resurrect her to find her lover, are you even more uncomfortable?"

"This cuckold must be worn sooner or later."

"Why are you thinking so much? Isn't it these common and chaotic things that prevent us from practicing Taoism and becoming immortals? Yes! Don't think so much!"

Alas... I don't know much about love. If I were asked to persuade others, it might be effective. But this thing will only become more and more messy. If I don't empathize with this, it will be useless if anyone gets involved.

Master Liang was indeed not awakened by me, but he comforted himself: "You little chap, are right. How can we monks let a relationship trap our path forward? Although I don't know your intention, thank you for knowing your goal again for me, thank you!"

"You are kind to me nmlgb!?"

I was stupid and unrestrained, looking relieved, as if I was teaching myself the proud disciple to get out of love.

"bite!"

The system prompts to sound.

The system mother may think that the task clue is too important, so she reluctantly makes it difficult to calculate that I unravel Master Liang’s knot: “The host has barely passed this time, and the second task clue has been posted to the host space backpack. Please pay attention to check it.”

Since the mission clues have been obtained, there is no need to continue wasting time here. I clasped my fists and made the Ziwu Jue, bowed slightly to Taoist Master Liang: "Master Liang, this person has passed away, so let's not be too sentimental. I will take the lead and come and visit me when I finish dealing with the matter of the other side flower in the future."

"I wish you a good journey."

Master Liang also bowed and practiced the Ziwu Dharma.

"good!"

I handed Fatty Fang a look, turned around and left.

When I pulled out the little yellow flag that was inserted in the Xuanwu position in the conference hall and walked out of the courtyard, Fatty Fang could no longer suppress the question in his heart: "Brother Yi! He is obviously wrong! Why are we leaving?"

"Did you see it?"

I led him forward, and asked back.

Fatty Fang followed me, looked back and confirmed that Master Liang was not following me, and dared to say, "It's a person who can tell! His hands are the same as the first two twin brothers! That would prove that he also ate the red shore flower? That would prove that he had the same idea as the previous two!"

"You're only half right."

I knew it in my heart and talked about the strangeness about Taoist Liang's soul: "He died, he would definitely not die at the end of his life. God gave him punishment, so naturally he would not die so easily. He should have been dismembered by his own zombie in despair later."

"Because Taoism believes that after Taoist priests attain enlightenment, they can abandon their bodies and leave their bodies, or leave no remains. They only rely on one thing, such as clothes, sticks, and swords, and they will be left in the world and ascend to heaven, and they will be called corpse dissection."

"There is also a strange way to dissect his body."

"The person he loves must have really existed, because of the existence of his beloved, he was reluctant to leave this relationship that made him linger."

"So he abandoned his body and divided the soul corpse into three."

"The three corpse insects were placed in the three souls of heaven, earth and man."

"The two souls of heaven and earth are dead. The human soul left behind can be said to be him, or it can be said to be not him! Specifically, it is his obsession."

"Without this obsession, he would have been disheartened."

"Let's keep a ghost with only obsession."

After speaking, I walked nearly a hundred meters away, I stopped and looked back at the dilapidated and unpopular courtyard. I took out the ghost doll that I had collected from the space backpack and said my true thoughts in a deep voice: "You are still lying. The smell on this doll is the same as you... I roughly understand your thoughts, they are all extreme people and ghosts, and I will find a way to help you."

In the yard.

Master Liang used his physical left hand to pull open the second space drawer on the table and took out a doll made specifically for puppet show from it. This doll looks very ordinary, so ordinary that it would be inconspicuous when thrown into a pile of dolls.

But Master Liang attached great importance to it and held it with both hands and placed it on the table. Then he turned a small gray pocket out of his big sleeve, unbuttoned the pocket seam and shook off an orange-red seed.

He gently pried open the doll's mouth and stuffed the seeds into its mouth. Then he bit his index finger and let the blood drip into the doll's mouth.

After doing all this, his index finger did not move away. After careful observation that the blood donation was indeed absorbed by the hidden soul in the doll's body, he smiled, smiling happily and brilliantly, without any resentment: "I knew you might change your mind... So after I resurrected you, my mark will be in your soul. Your life has come to you for the past sixty years. Do you think you can escape from my palm? It's almost... wait... and we will be together forever in the future."

...

I remember a widely circulated sentence on the Internet in the early years: "If you say ghosts are terrible, then I will take you to see people's hearts."

Whenever I see this sentence, I will curse.

How many people have you suffered from the harm of your heart?? So experienced?!

In fact, the doctrine that only shows the mainstream sects in our country, whether it is Buddha, Taoism, or shaman, promotes is "the human heart is inherently good."

And what about the ghost?

Apart from the veil of mystery that makes us feel scared.

They have all the "weaknesses" that human nature can imagine.

Why do ghost immortals and ghost swords have more than ghosts?

Because they let go of some "obsessions" and "weaknesses".

Just like the famous saying that Taoist Liang said, "If you follow me, you will become a man; if you go against me, you will become an immortal."

What is reversed? What is reversed is desire to do whatever you want.

Only by controlling desires and not allowing them to occupy one's own heart can one truly see the "true self", and the absolute majority of people and ghosts cannot do this.

Perhaps, Liang Daochang did it during his lifetime.

Unfortunately, after his death, Daoji was destroyed.

He really put down some things, but more things dominate. Although he is a ghost sword, he definitely has no chance to become a ghost immortal.

But is he really wanting to become a ghost immortal?

The moment I left the yard, I realized his true thoughts.

It is better to have more Gui Sha who cares about it than to have more Gui Sha who likes to make trouble!? I probably will be in charge of the underworld in Songdong City. I believe that if you help him in this matter, he will remember me for the rest of my life.

"Hey? Where is Miss Anan?"

After I walked to the designated position, I stopped thinking, looked up and looked left and right, but I didn't find Miss Anan who had ambushed in advance.

She is so big, can she lose it?

“Hu…hu…”

Just when I was about to call her, I heard a branch two meters away in front of me extending to the banyan tree connecting the walls of other yards. There was a refreshing snoring sound, and I was sleeping soundly!

Just listening to the snoring, I could tell that Miss Anan was asleep again.

I took two steps before my death and kicked the trunk on the tree trunk. The trunk swayed several times in an instant, almost shaking Miss Anan, who fell asleep in an incredible posture, and also woke her up.

"Bang!"

Miss Anan woke up quickly and jumped off the banyan.

Maybe she was sleeping and hungry. She took out a double-rock, thickened ham sausage from her round and bulging bag that looked like she was going out for an outing. She ate it like a fool, while talking to me in a vague way: "You're done quickly..."

"It's quite fast, but not too smooth."
Chapter completed!