Chapter 71: What more can a husband ask for?

Chapter 71: What more can a husband ask for?

"Later, I contacted my master and brothers, and there really is a formation that can suppress it."

In the box, Lin Wangsuo was writing and drawing on paper.

He seems to be in good spirits now, probably because he has made progress, and the gloom between his brows is less.

On the other hand, Ye Ying on the opposite side was sitting sickly on the tatami, leaning lazily on Huang Xize's body.

Lin Wangsuo always looked in her direction, but finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I caught a cold in the middle of the night last night."

Ye Ying had a strong nasal voice, gnashing her teeth.

Damn fox, let her suffer without saying bad things about her.

"oh oh."

Lin Wangshuo glanced at Huang Xize inadvertently, lowered his head hastily, but his bloodless ears gradually turned red.

Ye Ying: "..."

The little Taoist looked at Chunqing, but unexpectedly there was something in his mind...

She cleared her throat, looked at Huang Xize and asked, "Didn't you seal the 魙 in the early years? Why do you still need formations now?"

She thought it was a formation to strip the soul, and it was used to seal the demon for a long time.

"I can't do it myself."

Huang Xize said frankly, with a heavy tone: "It was Hu Fengyuan who helped me back then."

Ye Ying suddenly said: "Could it be that time..."

"right."

Huang Xize answered briefly, but Ye Ying remained silent.

It turned out that Huang Xize and Hu Fengyuan worked together to seal the 魙 when the 魙 invaded Zuojia Village two hundred years ago.

And Hu Fengyuan died at that time, it seems very dangerous.

But now...the mane has devoured so many people again, is it really all right?

Ye Ying bit her lip subconsciously, at this moment, her hand was held by Huang Xize.

He didn't look at her, he was still talking to Lin Wangshuo about the battle formation. But his temperature largely dispelled Ye Ying's uneasiness.

Yes, I should trust him.

Now that he has become stronger, he can even help her dispel the brand of 魙 without inviting Xing into her life...

Ye Ying shook Huang Xize's hand back.

"In short, we need to go to the 'source' of the worm."

Lin Wangshuo frowned, his fingers fell on the table, and he didn't move for a while.

He looked at Huang Xize and asked, "Do you... know where it was 'born'?"

Huang Xize's eyes were heavy, obviously this question reminded him of unpleasant memories.

Ye Ying pursed her lips and asked, "...is it in Zuojia Village?"

"no."

Huang Xize pinched the center of his brows, and replied after a long while: "In the 'Xian Temple'."

"Thousands of years ago... the location of the fairy temple."

Thousands of years ago, the mountain **** witnessed the tragedy and caused the tragedy in the night.

That nightmare place.

"Later, the Immortal Temple was moved to the Tiankeng."

Huang Xize's eyes were empty, and he recalled the dusty past: "At that time, the immortals were busy recuperating, and no one noticed its growth."

Of course, there are also factors of reluctance to pay attention to human beings because of hatred.

"I didn't know about the existence of this thing until something happened in Zuojia Village two hundred years ago."

Huang Xize's voice was deep and low: "Yejiu picks up the light, I don't know how many souls it has devoured in the past few hundred years."

Ye Ying suddenly thought of the ancestor Zuo Huai had mentioned—Hua'er, who was the first person "infected" by the chi.

Seeing Huang Xize's gloomy expression, she couldn't help comforting her: "In the end, you still protected the people in Zuojia Village."

Huang Xize smiled wryly, and didn't speak again.

Ye Ying was keenly aware of his emotions, but in the presence of Lin Wangsuo, she didn't ask any questions after all.

Huang Xize provided information about the "source", and asked: "The formation only needs the source?"

"of course not."

Lin Wangsuo was also silent for a few seconds, and then a complicated look appeared on his face: "...the five elements are still needed."

"Five elements soul?"

"It is the soul of a person whose horoscope and five elements are unified... For example, people born in the golden year, the golden month, the golden day, and the golden hour, or the wooden year, the wooden moon, the wooden day, and the wooden hour."

Lin Wangshuo sighed: "This formation can only take effect if we gather all the pure souls belonging to the five elements."

He smiled wryly: "Unfortunately... Pi has already collected them for us."

The scene was suddenly silent.

How many people must be killed to gather such rare people with Bazi?

The three of them felt very heavy, and finally it was Ye Ying who broke the silence: "What else do you need?"

"Powerful mana."

With palms up, Lin Wangshuo measured Huang Xize: "This should be guaranteed."

After all, he can even melt away the brand of the 魙.

Ye Ying nodded, let out a deep breath, and put on a relaxed expression: "It seems that everything is ready, I just need to go."

Looking at the two of them, Lin Wangsuo seemed to be relieved, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But now he is haggard and thin, with sunken facial features, and his smile is even more frightening: "The specific date... Let me know after discussing it."

He nodded towards the two of them, his figure gradually faded, and finally turned into a small paper figurine, which landed on the table with a clatter.

Ye Ying completely fell on Huang Xize's lap, and sighed with relief: "It's finally come to this point."

All of a sudden, it seems that all the progress has been dragged to 100%, and Ye Ying is still a little bit overwhelmed.

How did it go so smoothly? It's like a pillow when you're drowsy.

Huang Xize didn't reply, he stroked her hair, and after a while he said, "Is there really nothing else I want to go? I'll take you there to play."

"Do you think you can relax before the exam?" Ye Ying couldn't help laughing, and then sighed: "Farewell, you can feel at ease when you finish it early."

Otherwise, even if the brand was removed, she would not be at ease if she didn't seal it for a day: "This time it must be sealed tightly, don't be like last time..."

Thinking of Zuo Yu who lost his life because he escaped, Ye Ying sighed, then remembered Huang Xize's expression before, and asked, "Two hundred years ago, didn't you and Hu Fengyuan save Hua'er?"

Afraid that he would not be able to remember, she reminded: "It's Zuo Huai's ancestor."

Huang Xize's hand stroking her dog's head paused slightly, then recovered: "She...she's fine."

"The one who died was...my disciple."

disciple?

Ye Ying was stunned for a moment, Huang Xize once had a disciple?

She considered her words before asking, "Did you...be beaten?"

This is tantamount to nonsense, Huang Xize nodded silently.

The heaviness of his movements can be conveyed to Ye Ying through his hands: "...my only disciple."

Hearing this, Ye Ying felt very complicated.

She didn't experience it personally, so she couldn't say she understood Huang Xize's feelings 100%.

But he himself is an overly responsible person, and he will definitely take all the responsibility for this matter on himself.

Ye Ying wanted to comfort him, but felt that such flimsy comfort would never be of any help, so she kept silent, just stretched out her hand, held his hand, put it on her lips, and kissed it lightly.

As if hoping he could draw some strength from his kiss.

Huang Xize lowered his eyes and heard her say, "It's okay..."

"After sealing the 魙 this time, you have plenty of time to rescue them."

"It's painful for them to be forced to hurt other people all the time."

Ye Ying held his hand, feeling distressed.

Huang Xize lost too much, that's why he desperately wanted to catch the demon and save the trapped souls.

The immortals don't understand him, and in the eyes of humans, he is also a different kind.

How did he spend these hundreds of years of loneliness?

But he still sticks to his original intention, stubbornly fighting alone, trying to bring everything back on track.

"I'm with you now."

Ye Ying turned to look at him, and solemnly declared: "I will accompany you in the future, and I will always stand by your side."

Huang Xize looked at her moved, but said nothing.

But Ye Ying felt as if she had been slapped with chicken blood, bounced off the ground, took out her mobile phone and started dialing: "It's a lucky day to find Qiao Er, let's go and kill that little devil!"

But before she could dial it, the phone rang.

Ye Ying looked at the incoming call information with a frown, and opened the call: "Hello?"

Taozi's voice came carelessly: "Jimei, where are you?"

Ye Ying was puzzled: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

There was a moment of silence on Taozi's side, and then she yelled out aggrievedly: "Isn't it? You forgot, didn't you agree to celebrate your resignation today?"

Only then did Ye Ying remember what they had agreed upon before the trip, and slapped her forehead.

She looked at Huang Xize, and said casually: "Ah, um, I'm on my way."

Tao Zi is suspicious: "Really? I don't believe it. You won't be getting tired of your husband, will you?"

They have agreed not to bring their family members for this celebration! She didn't want to eat dog food on this big day.

Ye Ying denied Sanlian: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

"It's fine if you don't."

Taozi finally let her go, and said happily, "I'm just going to talk to you about something he can't listen to."

What?

Ye Ying tensed all of a sudden, and her gaze unconsciously drifted towards Huang Xize.

Huang Xize acted as if he didn't hear, but his ears were erected like antennae.

Taozi really lived up to expectations, and said loudly: "I have checked, and tomorrow is an auspicious day, suitable for marriage, consummation, and childbirth. You have to grasp it!"

Ye Ying: "..."

I grabbed your grandma's paw: "You, why are you telling me this?"

"Of course it's for you and your husband's 'sex-blessing'!" Tao Zi looked dissatisfied at being bitten by "a dog biting Lu Dongbin": "I bought the old calendar specially for you to look it up—"

Ye Ying was about to break out in cold sweat, Huang Xize's gaze seemed to be thorny, staring at her like a light on her back.

What old almanac! You old Huangli, you are really old and old!

What's even more frightening is that Lao Huang really heard it!

Ye Ying wished she could go along the phone line and sew up Taozi's broken mouth. She smiled dryly, with a ferocious face: "Thank you."

Thank you eight generations of ancestors.

Tao Zi was so proud that she didn't hear her gnashing of teeth: "Damn, what's the relationship between us, out of humanitarianism, I have to help you too."

Humanism, Ye Ying has a gloomy face, really wants to beat you inhumanely...

It's a pity that the bad luck is still not over, Tao Zi continued: "Well, speaking of it, you are also pitiful. This Huang Xize is a good-looking talent, but it's a pity that he can't do it. This is not to let you stay alive—"

Ye Ying decisively cut off the phone.

Sweat dripped from her forehead, she turned her head slowly trembling, and met Huang Xize's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Ye Ying flinched for a moment, and then heard his unclear voice: "Huh?"

"You don't think I'm good, do you?"