In the underworld, the black sky is hung with dots of light spots, but it still has a depressing main color.
A white light spot suddenly appeared on the pure black curtain and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The fresh little ghosts looked up, thinking they were meteors from the underworld, but their eyes were full of surprised smiles and nostalgia for the human world.
The old ghosts were full of admiration, and some even knelt down directly towards the light and shadow, kowtowing sincerely.
Difficulties come and go like a whirlwind.
He held a glowing shadow in his hand, so transparent that it was almost invisible.
"Bodhisattva, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" Rong Nan rushed into the nineteenth level of hell like a young boy.
His hair was messy and his clothes were dyed.
The only thing that was safe was the hands holding Jian Fan's soul. , there is absolutely no joy in encountering the simplified and traditional versions.
"Bodhisattva, please save my wife" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was sitting on the lotus throne.
There was a lot of movement from Rong Nan, but he didn't even twitch his eyelids.
"Bodhisattva" Rong Nan called him again.
He was really anxious, very anxious.
He didn't expect the woman Fan Gu to be so cruel.
At first, he thought she was a half-demon, but he was sincere to Jian Fan, so he allowed her to exist.
It's just that he is of demon clan blood, and his cold-bloodedness is engraved in his bones.
Once jealousy breaks through, you can even do things like tearing your heart out from your best friends.
"Lord Earth, you are suffering from pain, so you should take good care of your mind."
The Bodhisattva remained unmoved.
He waved his hand gently, with an imperceptible disappointment in his tone.
The old Dijun and his wife Dijun passed away very early due to an accident.
Rongnan began to practice with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva when he was still a young child.
Over thousands of years, he has already developed the ability to shake the sky and the earth without changing his expression.
Now he is so shocked.
Losing color and being reckless, even if there are extenuating circumstances, are destined to happen, which makes the Bodhisattva somewhat dissatisfied.
"When you are suffering in your body, you should be good at taking care of your mind, not to be shaken by the external environment, and not to think in the center."
After Ksitigarbha said, Rong Nan followed it subconsciously, and his heart suddenly became clear.
The phoenix can reach Nirvana in the fire and become an immortal bird; but it is just a simplified and traditional form that has lost its human form.
At least it does not have to suffer the pain of refining the body and refining the soul with spiritual fire.
After all, she is still there.
"Please protect Xiao Fanfan's body, Bodhisattva."
With Rongnan's ability, he could certainly maintain the vitality of Jian Fan's body, but his state of mind was already in a state of confusion, and it was still difficult to do two things at once.
He didn't want any accident to happen, so he just wanted to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who dragged his master and father, did this "little thing".
Ksitigarbha responded, his face calm and without any reluctance.
Rong Rong breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the unconscious person in his arms.
His heart ached.
He left the 19th level of hell and entered the Hall of Hell.
The entire Hall of Hell was on the highest alert, the protective barrier was raised, black and white, impermanent, and bull-headed and horse-faced all gathered together, and all the ten hell kings came back.
They knew that the Lord of the Earth would not leave the palace during this period, and that the Underworld was in troubled times and someone had to hold the line back.
Rong Nan placed Jian Fan on the white jade bed where he often slept.
The jade was cold jade, and Jian Fan's soul almost lost sight of her when it was placed on the bed.
Rong Nan smiled, and he grabbed the white jade wine glass at his waist and took a sip.
"Fan Xiao Fanfan, why are you always so willful and hurting yourself?
It's hard for you and it's hard for me too.
You stinky girl, stinky girl."
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He took another sip.
At this moment, he really wanted to get drunk.
But he didn't dare to get drunk.
The white jade wine glass that Hei Wuchang had thrown out before was lying in his palm.
It was so small that it seemed to break if he squeezed it.
Rong Nan placed the small wine glass in Jian Fan's palm and let her fold her hands on her abdomen.
His large wine glass hung above her head, calming her soul that wanted to flee.
He knelt beside the bed, holding a lock of Jian Fan's black hair with one hand.
He carefully decomposed the endless spiritual energy and sent it into Jian Fan's body.
Jian Fan was in a state of being unable to replenish his energy, and he had to replenish his energy.
He used the gentlest and slowest method.
This works slowly, but is the safest.
In front of Jian Fan, the arrogant local emperor tolerated everything and was afraid of everything.
After many days of heavy consumption, Rong Nan's pale face changed from a normal state to a weak one.
The moment of calm just now made his body suddenly unable to bear the load.
His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if Jian Fan was dragging him to sleep.
He smiled softly, put his head on Jian Fan's spread hair, and closed his eyelids obediently.
The fingers wrapped around Jian Fan's hair never stopped decomposing and transmitting spiritual energy even in his sleep.
Her chest really hurt.
Jian Fan's eyelashes fluttered and she shed a huge tear.
She never knew that her friends could turn into devils, so what if she had yin and yang eyes.
She could look at the sky and the earth, see ghosts and gods, and distinguish between monsters and loyalties.
Even if she opened those God-given eyes, she still couldn't see clearly. people's hearts.
"Hey little guy, wake up, wake up" Jian Fan's little face was wrinkled together.
She didn't know how to face the difficulty yet, and she hadn't yet calmed down her numb mind.
Who was so annoying?
Her nose was itching.
Someone must have picked up a dog's tail.
The grass is teasing her, it's so bad "A sneeze" She finally couldn't help but sneeze loudly, her eyes rolled, and she opened her eyes with water droplets in dissatisfaction.
Hey, who does this look like a handsome young master?
The white jade wine glass in his hand is now a white jade bone fan, just like a smaller version of her Ananda.
"Hey, who are you?"
Jian Fan heard the soft childish voice pouring out from her own mouth.
She could think, but couldn't control her words.
Her eyes widened in surprise, and she subconsciously lowered her head to look.
The appearance of the small Taoist robe, and the white fat little hands stretched out, everything showed that she was now a smaller version of Jian Fan, maybe standing with Fu Xi, She can also get a younger sister Dangdang.
Is this her memory world?
Is this her past memory?
She is lost.
The boy squatting in front of little Jian Fan was extremely dissatisfied that he was ignored by the little girl.
He smiled mischievously and stretched the dogtail grass in his hand towards Jian Fan's nose.
"Pah."
Jian Fan's hand was thrown out uncontrollably, and it happened to land on Rong Nan's stretched out hand.
The white jade-like hand immediately turned red, as if it was stained with red ink.
Rong Nan didn't answer her, but her heart was filled with anger.
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Was she also infected by the child's emotions?
"How could you appear here?
No outsiders are allowed here.
Are you a human?"
Jian Fan felt the defensiveness in her heart.
This kind of acting as a spectator from the perspective of the protagonist made her dumbfounded.
It was very fresh. , but there is a strong urge to cry.
"Grandpa, I'm not just a human being, just you guys.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, I don't care about you."
Rong Nan indeed behaved like I am the best in the world and you are all ants, and he whirred with a fan, fanning the wind randomly. .
"Pop" was another crisp sound.
"Hey, what are you doing, you stinky girl?"
The young man jumped three feet high.
On his forehead was a large yellow talisman fluttering in the wind.
Jian Fan calmly retracted her short hand
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