This time the hanged ghost is really about to cry.

Young Master Yan slapped his head with a "small": "Why is a big man crying? I'm giving you good luck."

The hanged ghost shrank weakly - Can I not want it?

Young Master Yan curled his thin lips: "Don't you want to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation?"

The hanged ghost's heart suddenly jumped, and he suddenly clenched his fingers, his excited voice trembled a little, and his eyes stared at the boy standing with a smile on his face: "You, you really have a way to send me back into the cycle of reincarnation. Although the resentment on my body is not heavy, it cannot be eliminated."

Yan Tao: "Do you want to?" The hanged ghost nodded quickly. He naturally thought that it was really meaningless after visiting this world for a long time.

Especially when wandering in the form of a ghost body, it was like rootless duckweed floating on the lake, wandering with the wind, and never found a place to take root. Yan Tao nodded slightly, and a black gas came out of the tip of her white slender fingers. The black gas was rich and almost condensed into liquid water droplets.

The boy's fingertips were slightly shining with a pitch-black luster, and the hanged ghost's heart trembled. He felt an unprecedented extreme danger.

Moreover, the yin energy on the young man’s fingertips is clearly found in the body of a ghost.

The hanged ghost twitched his lips - "Mr. Xiaodao, you don't need to use this thing to send me into reincarnation."

He benefited from this thing and probably wouldn't be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation in his life, but he could become a demon.

Yan Tao glanced at the thing on his hand: "Sorry, I made a mistake, and then the golden light on his fingers replaced the black."

Young Master Yan smiled slightly: "It's OK now." He bent his fingers and punched the golden light into the body of the hanged ghost. Han Jun and the others were quite shocked to see that the hanged ghost's original illusory body slowly became solid, and finally turned into a student's appearance, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, standing steadily on the ground.

"Thank you for your kindness, this kindness is greater than that, I cannot repay you. I hope you will have a chance to repay you in the next life."

After he finished speaking, a road appeared in front of him, which was built in the air, like a bridge. He happened to stand on the bridge, bowed to Yan Tao, and turned around and walked up the bridge.

After entering the space on the bridge, the whole person disappeared along with the bridge.

The ghosts huddled behind the tree trunk looked at each other and widened their eyes in disbelief. They knew better than anyone else that the difficulty of re-entering the cycle of reincarnation.

This wish that was impossible for them to achieve even was achieved by this young man.

They originally thought that this hanged ghost had touched the brow of the Taoist Master, and their lives were only today, but they did not expect that God would give him a fortune instead.

The ghosts were envious, but they didn't dare to go up and ask Yan Tao for help.

Xiaoqi - I felt that the master was getting kinder and kinder, and actually sent another ghost into the cycle of reincarnation.

Yan Tao - Shut up.

Eric stood there for a long time, showing a contemplative look. After a long time, he stepped up his short legs and ran towards Yan Tao.

He hugged his right leg and looked at him with his little face raised: "Thank you, Brother Yan."

The child's smile was innocent and pure. Yan Tao couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, touched his head with his fingers and said, "Okay, go back."

Eric nodded, took the initiative to stretch out his hand and hold Yan Tao, and then walked along the way.
Chapter completed!