Everything happened very quickly and ended very quickly.

When the infant's head was picked off by "Wu Zhen", the rain that had been brewing for a long time in the sky suddenly poured down. This was a heavy rain.

The sound of rain covered everything, and Ying's head was held in her hand by "Wu Zhen". His huge rotten body was like a pile of mud and sludge in the rain. Because of the loss of life, even the rotten meat on the body that was passing by was unable to retain. In a short while, Ying's body was washed away to the point where only a white bone was left - the rotten flesh attached to it was washed away like the sludge on the stone.

"Wu Zhen" stood silently in front of the strange white bones in such heavy rain. Then, she put the head in her hand on the ground and said something softly. The rain sounded too loud to hear clearly, and the person who should have heard this sentence was dead, so this sentence was destined to be unknown.

Even if it was raining so heavily, Mei Zhuyu could still smell the rotten stinking. The baby was dead, but his expression did not relax at all. When "Wu Zhen" looked at the bone, Mei Zhuyu stared at her coldly.

"Wu Zhen" finally saw enough, then turned his gaze to Mei Zhuyu next to him and the peach wood sword pointing at him.

"Get out of her body."

Even though she couldn't hear the sound clearly in the heavy rain, 'Wu Zhen' still saw Mei Zhuyu's mouth clearly. She bent her lips slightly and said, "After all, I've helped you. Little baby, do you treat your ancestors who have worked hard to help you?"

Mei Zhuyu was unmoved, and the Taomu sword was still pointing at her, which was very meaningless if she didn't go out of Wu Zhen's body, she would attack her.

"Wu Zhen" smiled and saw that there was still blood oozing out of the wound on Mei Zhuyu's abdomen, and a bright red dripping down his clothes, but he seemed to have not realized it.

He is an interesting little boy. 'Wu Zhen' hugged his chest and laughed loudly, deliberately saying insidiously: "I have been dead for so many years. It is rare to have such a fit body to possess it. Alas, it's great to live. I really want to live with this body."

Before he finished speaking, "Wu Zhen" looked shocked because Mei Zhuyu suddenly stabbed her forehead with a sword. "Wu Zhen's body shook, and a shadow retreated from his body, and grew into the air to look like a cat.

The cat spoke in a very funny and depressed tone, "I'm just a joke. It's very difficult to leave this half of the soul to possess after I die. Even if you don't care about your ancestors and me, the ancestors will be destroyed in a while and their bodies and spirits will be dispersed. Why be so impatient?"

Mei Zhuyu turned a deaf ear and pressed Wu Zhen's pulse with one hand to check whether there was anything strange in her body. She pointed at her forehead and saw a little blood bead there. He just now forced the man out of Wu Zhen's Tianfu, and he would be somewhat shocked.

Wu Zhen woke up quickly. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lang Jun's face full of rain. Her eyebrows were frowned and knotted. All the black hair on her temples was pressed against his cheeks. Her lower jaw was as sharp as a knife.

After turning over and sitting up, Wu Zhen wiped the water from his face and said in disbelief: "I was caught just now? Has my body been taken away?"

She looked a little irritable, and Mei Zhuyu had to comfort her and said, "What you inherited is the inheritance of Mao Gong. There is the Yuanzhu in your body. The one who was the owner of Yuanzhu just now. After you inherited her, you got her Yuanzhu and so she could occupy your body so easily. It is not possible for ordinary people."

Wu Zhen wanted to curse again, but suddenly saw the wound on Mei Zhuyu's abdomen, henked, raised his hand and lifted his clothes and took a closer look.

"Why are you okay with this injury?" Wu Zhen pressed Mei Zhuyu down and picked him up. Mei Zhuyu was startled and subconsciously lifted her legs and stood back to the ground. His legs were too long.

Wu Zhen glared at him, "Please be at peace."

Mei Zhuyu silently glanced at her belly, "I'll go by myself."

Wu Zhen: "Okay, okay, you go by yourself. It rains so heavily, find a place to treat the wound."

Mei Zhuyu: "There is a bit deserted nearby. When I came here, I saw the inn at the foot of the mountain. Let's go to the inn to take a break first?"

Wu Zhen: "It's okay. As long as you quickly block the hole in your stomach, I feel that my stomach is starting to hurt."

After she said this, Mei Zhuyu became nervous, and the two of them stared at each other's stomach and were worried.

The two people who were about to leave were called, and the shadow cat said in the gradually weakening rain: "You are leaving like this? Where are me?"

Wu Zhen turned his head to look at her, smiling slightly, "You, you look like you are about to part with me, so don't go back and forth, stay here with the last journey next to you."

Mei Zhuyu also glanced at her, said nothing, and just nodded to her, and then left without looking back.

Maoying smiled, walked to the clean-cleaned head, lay down, looking at the black eyes on the head, as if looking at him. After a while, Maoying lowered her head and closed her eyes. The shadow slowly disappeared silently, and at the same time, the head quickly turned into ashes, and only the white bone skeleton remained in place.

Wu Zhen held Mei Zhuyu's slightly trembling left hand tightly and walked with him on the mountain road in the rain.

"I didn't expect it." In the quiet, Mei Zhuyu suddenly spoke out. Ying was the existence he hated the most. She tortured him for several years since her parents died. This time, when he came, he thought that it might be difficult to kill Ying completely, but he did not expect that things would end with such a sudden development. He had no sense of relief in his heart, but he was speechless confused and sighing.

Wu Zhen saw his thoughts and said oh, "Mr. Langjun didn't expect a reinforcement suddenly appeared and dealt with the bad guys?" She laughed, "It's not a story. Do we have to fight with people, heaven and earth for a few rounds, and then kill the bad guys in one last breath to meet the normal development."

Mei Zhuyu was so blocked by her that she had nothing to say. Her sigh was gone by her, and she could only watch her without saying a word.

Wu Zhen pinched his fingers hard, gritting his teeth a little, "You have suffered such severe injuries, you are worthy of this pomp."

Unexpectedly, Mei Zhuyu said: "It's just that there is a wound on the abdomen, which is not a major injury. If you bandage it with medicine, it's okay, so don't worry."

The result was that this man who swears that he doesn't need to worry suddenly fainted for no reason after half an hour, and Ren Wuzhen couldn't wake up. Wuzhen's intuition was the cause of the wound on his abdomen, and this injury was not as simple as it seemed.

Unable to do so, Wu Zhen had to take him back to Changxiguan again.

Not to mention the last time that accidental mistake, but now this time, it was Wu Zhen’s first time to come. Although she returned with Mei Zhuyu who fainted, she was still treated solemnly different from the last time. The Taoist Changxi Temple has the first time in many years that the wife of a disciple from the temple came to her. How rare is it?

A large group of Taoist priests were all wearing Taoist robes and tied with Taoist buns, standing in several rows from tall to short, with diverse ages and different expressions, and saluting her politely. If the Langjun hadn't been unconscious for some reason, Wu Zhen would have had a few more talks with these Taoist priests of all ages.

Mei Zhuyu was surrounded by Taoist Siqing and several senior brothers for a while. Wu Zhen was invited over, and an old man with white beard, a senior brother of Mei Zhuyu, explained to her, "My junior brother is evil, and he is fascinated by his mind, so he can't wake up for the time being."

Wu Zhen thought to himself that the monster was indeed cruel and even had a backup plan. It was probably because of the bone spur. She didn't see much anger on her face, and she was very calm, but she had decided to go to the monster's place again in two days and smash the remaining bones into ashes.

"Don't worry, although the younger brother is young, his cultivation is not worse than that of our senior brothers. He has been cautious and firm in his character. He will definitely be able to resolve this crisis and quickly dispel the evil spirit." Senior brother Whitebeard comforted kindly.

He said this, but Wu Zhen was not a girl who believed whatever others said. Of course, she knew that the situation was not as simple as Senior Brother Whitebeard said, but it was a bit tricky. Lang Jun's evil energy entered his body this time, and the longer it delayed, the worse it was. If he didn't wake up for three days, he might never wake up again.

Taoist Master Siqing asked his disciples to say everything, and he was doing an unfathomable master on the side. He waited for his disciple's wife to ask him how to make his disciple wake up quickly. After waiting for Wu Zhen to speak, he couldn't help coughing and said in a serious and deep voice: "If you want Gu Yu to wake up soon, I have a way."

The Siqing Taoist Priest who was posing as an elder did indeed propose a solution, "He was fascinated by the evil spirits, just wake him up." Taoist Priest Siqing said simply, but it was naturally not as simple as he said. He wanted to pull Wu Zhen into Mei Zhuyu's Tianfu to help him dispel the evil spirits.

"You were able to exchange bodies before, which shows that you two are in harmony and trust each other. This is extremely rare. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't dare let you do this extraordinary method rashly." Taoist Master Siqing was like a sect-like old man. If it weren't for the last time when he saw him full of rough and bold spirit, Wu Zhen would have doubted whether he had seen a fake Taoist Master Siqing.

"Are you willing to help Guyu's disciple?"

Wu Zhen naturally agreed. After she agreed, Taoist Master Siqing prepared something for a long time before coming over and said it was OK.

Mei Zhuyu had been sleeping for more than a day at this time. His expression was calm when he fell asleep, just like he was asleep, not as if he was fascinated by anything.

Taoist Siqing arranged incense burners and other items in front of the bed, wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, and jumped up with a red wooden sword. Wu Zhen felt a little familiar. It seemed that he had seen groups of old people dancing similar dances in those markets in nearby cities, and there were young men singing next to them. The folk customs here are different from Chang'an, and everyone loves singing and dancing. The cities around the big and small festivals are singing and dancing. Wu Zhen has met twice in such a short time.

Wu Zhen looked at Taoist Siqing dance with a clear look, thinking that the Taoist priest was probably also a leading figure in the dance party, and then closed his eyes in vain. To be honest, the dance was too ugly.
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