Small town adventure

Chapter 138
Daoist Qingyang shook his head, and said: "You all misunderstood, it's not that my apprentice doesn't want to live anymore, it's just that I don't want to let the poor Taoist rescue him!"

"How do you say that?" The old man asked with a pair of cloudy old eyes.

Daoist Qingyang pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about how to speak, and then he said slowly: "When Yihan used the Heaven and Earth Universe Mirror and Ghost Slaying Demon Sword, due to his lack of mana, he had to use all of his own The soul was used as an introduction, so this soul was sealed in these two instruments. Maybe the situation was more critical at that time, and seeing that he was about to die, he hurriedly wrote "do not save" in the palm of his hand. "The two characters, but before they could finish writing, the other two souls and six souls were scattered, so it was written as "not seeking."

Having said this, Daoist Qingyang paused for a moment, his eyes quickly clouded with mist: "It's a pity for my good apprentice, both souls and six souls have been scattered, and with his little remaining Nianli came out, just to tell me the danger here! He must have expected that my master would desperately save him, so he wrote those two words on his hand. The two souls and six souls of the poor will weaken the mana of the poor, and will also reduce the longevity. He would rather give up his own life, and let the poor save my strength to deal with the ghosts in that village. The thoughts of the common people really make me as a master feel ashamed, even if I risk my life, I want to save my apprentice!"

After Qingyang Daoist finished speaking these words in one breath, he was a little excited, and his thin body trembled unconsciously.

The three of them finally understood the meaning of the two words in Yihan's palm, and they were silent for a while, immersed in sadness.

After a while, Shui'er asked in a low voice: "Prince Daoist, what should we do next?"

"Let's carry him into the house first." Daoist Qingyang said as he walked to Yihan's side and squatted down.

Shui'er responded, then squatted down, and put his hands on Zhang Yihan's shoulders, which meant that he would carry him in with Daoist Qingyang.

As soon as my hand touched Zhang Yihan's body, I felt something was wrong. I felt that his body was not as stiff as before, but a little limp. I couldn't help being shocked. The blood in my whole body boiled at this moment, and my heart also accelerated. Rhythm, a burst of "plop plop".

(End of this chapter)