Although the people in Xiuyu also have a sense of justice, the Thirteen Protectors do not kill and cannot win the battle, so the surrounding forces turn a blind eye. However, now that the Thirteen Protectors have actually broken into their territory, they really can't sit still.
It was completely unbearable to stay in Qinghe Town. Someone was the one who kept spreading rumors in the town. The villagers listened with great interest and added their own opinions when repeating the rumors. Ma Xiuyun and He Wei were pointed at every time they went out, but they could never imagine that it was Fang Zhiyi who asked his evil spirits to spread the gossip. Perhaps they would not have thought that these evil spirits would do such a thing instead of harming people. Even the nearby villages and towns knew about Ma Xiuyun's ungrateful behavior, and the followers of the Thirteen Protectors spat at her.
Seeing the Thirteen Protectors' Temple bustling with incense along the way, He Weixian's calm eyes were no longer calm, but filled with jealousy. He found his master and said that the Thirteen Protectors were bewitching people, sucking their yang energy, and so on.
The demons did not care about this, but it was just an excuse. Since ancient times, excuses were needed to start a war. They sent out invitations to heroes and contacted demons all over the world, wanting to discuss the rules for getting rid of the thirteen evil spirits.
While the emperor was busy preparing for battle over there, Fang Zhiyi was also busy here.
Seeing Xiulian taking a few newly recruited ghosts to Zheng the Butcher's house for internship, Fang Zhiyi stopped her.
Xiulian's head, after many days of incense offerings and faith, her originally pale skin became faintly red, and new flesh and blood grew on the holes in her face.
"Come before midnight."
Xiulian looked at Fang Zhiyi's serious expression and nodded.
Fang Zhiyi went to the mountains alone. As a ghost, he searched for a long time and finally found a suitable place here.
"Host, something doesn't seem right here." Xiao Hei looked around.
"Yeah, the yin energy is particularly heavy." Fang Zhiyi closed his eyes and felt it. For ghosts, this kind of place is like a cultivator going to a secret realm with extremely high spiritual energy.
"Do you want to repair the chain?" Xiao Hei asked.
Fang Zhiyi suddenly turned around and looked at it: "Xiao Hei, I have a favor to ask of you."
Seeing Fang Zhiyi's serious expression, Xiao Hei felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know where to put his hands: "Host, you say."
Fang Zhiyi leaned close to its ear and whispered, as if afraid that someone might hear him.
Although Xiao Hei's face was dark, his newly born body was still full of expression: "Ah? Ah? Ah?"
"I almost understand what you said, but is it me? What do I think?" Xiao Hei still didn't quite understand.
Fang Zhiyi reached out and grabbed it. He realized that he was a ghost and could touch it, so he pulled it to the ground. "Just touch the ground with both hands, then close your eyes and think about what I just told you."
Although Xiao Hei was confused, as long as this host had not done anything to him, he slowly closed his eyes and stretched his hands to the ground beneath his feet. His hands passed through the ground without any hindrance. Fang Zhiyi saw some hope in his eyes.
"The underworld, reincarnation... well... all things are born, all things die..." Xiao Hei tried hard to construct the rules that Fang Zhiyi said in his mind. That is the operating rule of this world. When people are born, people die. When a tree dies, new saplings will sprout in the future.
Although it didn't understand why Fang Zhiyi asked it to think so, it still did it.
"Host! I feel sick!" Xiao Hei said suddenly.
Fang Zhiyi quickly asked, "What do you feel?"
"I can't explain it clearly, but I just saw a lot of things." Xiao Hei closed his mouth after he finished speaking and didn't speak for a long time, as if his computer had frozen.
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