Chapter 38 White Butterfly

Jiang Mo and Fen Nishang had already been standing upstream of the Moyan River to greet them.

"Your Highness!" Jiang Mo was overjoyed to see Chi Changyuan coming out of the water. Just as he was about to go forward to support him, he backed away from Chi Changyuan.

"Your Highness, you are so..." Jiang Mo couldn't help laughing, and hesitated to say what he wanted to say. He didn't dare to say the rest of the sentence.

Han Zhi stood behind him, silently glanced at her dress, and quickly took it off.

Han Zhi: "I'm going to Wangyue Dongfeng, you guys can do whatever you want."

"Wait." Chi Changyuan stopped him: "I'm going too."

Han Zhi: “…”

Wangyue Dongfeng's service was indeed first-class. Within a short while, the two of them appeared in the hall in neat clothes.

Fen Nishang: "Brother Chengyu, do you have any plans? Do you want to go to Jin Country with me?"

Forget it.

Han Zhi quickly rejected it in his heart.

"I've been out for a long time, it's time to go back." I have already given myself a day off, it's time to go back to work.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yier, who had been put away by him, suddenly became a little excited. Han Zhi let her out and saw a small shadow jumping onto the table, seeming very anxious.

"What's wrong?" The process of being possessed by a demon will make the ghost become irritable and difficult to control itself, but he has already purified the demonic energy from Zhang Yier, so she shouldn't have such intense emotions.

"It's Baidie... Baidie..."

Zhang Yier's voice was intermittent, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing. Jiang Mo asked impatiently: "What the hell?"

Han Zhi glared at him, thinking that he knew nothing, and forgave him for the time being, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, tell me slowly."

"There are white butterflies here!" There was a hint of fear in her tone. Han Zhi was confused and said, "White Butterfly Town is rich in white butterflies. Is there any problem?"

Zhang Yier was so frightened that she couldn't speak.

Fen Nishang raised her hand: "I know, I know. I've been here for a few days. The white butterflies in Baidie Town are actually gone. The only remaining white butterflies in the world should be in Aunt Jin's palace."

She also said that white butterflies can ward off evil spirits and suppress evil spirits. White butterflies were once used to suppress ghost marriages, but later on, as white butterflies became less and less common, they were replaced with white paper.

Han Zhi remembered that the coffin he saw underwater seemed to have a white butterfly carved on it.

Oh.

Knowing that you have done something wrong, do you want to use this method to suppress the wronged soul?

Han Zhi rubbed Zhang Yier soothingly twice and said slowly: "It's okay. If I can make your soul fly away in my hands, I will... write the word Chengyu backwards."

He stood up and put Zhang Yier away again. "Only Master-aunt has it? That's not necessarily true. Didn't Wangyue Dongfeng make a living by catching white butterflies?"

Chi Changyuan frowned: "You want to find the owner of Wangyue Dongfeng?"

"Yes, and besides, isn't he just a white butterfly?" Han Zhi looked at Chi Changyuan with a smile: "I'm bringing a white butterfly back to give to Master. I wonder if he likes it."

"you……"

"Feeling bad?" Han Zhi said with a smile, "I almost forgot that the white butterfly was originally given to Master Aunt by His Majesty the Wood God."

He spoke with sarcasm, and Chi Changyuan didn't understand why he was so angry. He saw him stand up, take out a long purple whip from somewhere, and sweep it towards the wooden door behind him on the left with the force of thunder.

With a "click", the wooden door fell down and shattered into powder in an instant.

"You're using the magic weapon I gave you to deal with me. You're quite interesting, kid."

A joking voice was heard, and Nan Chao Wenyan walked out of the door, followed by a white-haired young man.

Seeing Nan Chaowenyan again, only enemies would be jealous of each other. Han Zhi whipped him without hesitation and said coldly: "It's really interesting that the Thunder God was whipped by his own magic weapon."

"Heh." Nan Chao Wenyan barely dodged the attack, looking innocent. "Your master and I are good friends, so why did you hit me? Don't you know how to respect your elders?"

"Respect?" Han Zhi whipped him again, his golden eyes gleaming. "May I ask when did the Thunder God arrive? As soon as he arrived, he deliberately used the white butterfly to suppress the soul I collected. What's going on? Are you still obsessed with your bravery from the past? Do you want to refine ghosts?"

Compared with the title of Fenjin, the title of Nanchao Wenyan, the title of demon god, is somewhat disgraceful.

Since the demon was robbed by Fenjin, he picked up some monsters and ghosts that Fenjin didn't want, refined them mindlessly, and made them into pills to distribute to his subordinates.

In order to avoid being made into elixirs, many demons voluntarily surrendered, and he was therefore called the Demon God.

"Why are you talking so unpleasantly, kid?" Nan Chao Wenyan was just a clone. He dodged a few times but was no match for Han Zhi. After being whipped several times, he said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, okay? I'll pay for tonight's consumption, okay?"

"Wangyue Dongfeng is your property, why are you paying for it?"

"..." Nan Chao Wenyan didn't expect that he knew this too. He glanced at Chi Changyuan who was watching him fiercely. This guy has been wanting to come to fight him every day since Han Zhi's death. He is just a clone, and his power is not even one thousandth of his original body. How can he fight him?

"Then what do you want to do?" He blocked the young man standing behind him: "You can't kill Baidie. He hasn't done anything to harm anyone." Just help him harm his own kind.

Yu Chen has a very good relationship with all the gods, so Han Zhi has to consider his face when doing things.

Restraining the urge to beat someone, Han Zhi retracted the whip.

"Forget it, I'll let you go for Master's sake." He turned and retreated, adding, "I remember you have a precious lotus that strengthens the soul?"

"...For you." Why does this kid know everything!

Jiang Mo: "Why do I feel like Nan Chao Wenyan gets beaten every time he shows up? What's his intention?"

Fen Nishang pulled him aside and whispered, "Uncle Nanchao's clones are just terrible. Each one has varying combat abilities and personalities. Sometimes they don't obey the main one."

Nan Chao asked Yan: "Nichang, I can hear you."

Fen Nishang gave an awkward smile.

She added, "But his true form is still very powerful. He can split mountains apart with a single bolt of lightning. It's just that he's been in seclusion and hasn't come out for a long time."

Nanchao Wenyan: "..." It was because Han Zhi had taught him the wrong Condensation Technique before! Not only did he fail to improve the Lightning Technique based on the Condensation Technique, but he was also seriously injured. The date he had originally planned to leave seclusion had to be postponed.

"What does it matter whether it's the original body or not? We share memories and pain anyway." Han Zhi looked at her coldly and walked up to Nan Chao Wenyan, taking the precious lotus: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After knowing the truth, Zhang Yier's obsession dissipated, and her soul became a little unstable, which was exactly what she needed.

Everything was ready, and Han Zhi once again put the matter of leaving on the agenda, but he heard Nan Chao Wenyan speak softly behind him:

"Leave? If you leave, who will celebrate the birthday of the Golden God on your master's behalf?"