Looking at Fan Youcai, who claimed to be his ancestor, had already guessed something in his heart.

That group of evil ghosts tried every means to come here without hesitation, probably just to get rid of him.

And his true identity is probably not just his ancestors, but very likely that he is...

"What are you thinking?" Fan Youcai suddenly interrupted Fengcai's thoughts. Fengcai returned to God and said, "I'm wondering... Are you a ghost or a god?"

"Ghost? God?" Fan Youcai laughed again, "Human, ghost, god, but the names in the three realms are different. In fact, aren't they still humans? Whether I am a human, a ghost, or a god, I am me, Fan Youcai."

Feng Chou nodded secretly. This person is open-minded. It seems that this is true. Among these three realms, there are many differences, but only people are the root of the three realms. Without people, there will be no ghosts, and there will be no gods. In this way, humans are more noble than ghosts and gods.

"Did you know I'm coming? Have you been waiting for me here for nearly a hundred years?"

"No, I've just been waiting for you for twenty-five years. Of course, I knew for a long time that you would definitely come. This is God's will and destiny."

"It's fate again... Since you can see my fate, can you see how my fortune will be in the future, will you get rich? Will you become famous?"

Wanchou asked casually, but in fact, what he really wanted to ask was whether he could go back alive this time, but he was embarrassed to say it directly, so he asked himself about the future.

Fan Youcai looked at him and smiled and said, "Get rich? Become famous? Haha, don't worry...this has nothing to do with you."

"I'm dizzy. Can you breathe too much when you speak? Then, will I be destined to be a loser in this life..."

Fan Youcai said: "That may not be. What I just said is that your destiny is born destined. However, the fate of most people in this world is actually changed through acquired efforts. The so-called kings, princes, generals, and ministers would rather have a seed. If you don't work hard, how can you know your future destiny?"

Fan Chou nodded silently. Looking at Fan Youcai, a strange thought arose in his mind. I remember that Wu Banxian once touched his bones, but the result he found was that his bones were strange and his fate was vague. He could not even predict his future affairs.

But why did Fan Youcai know that he would never become famous and rich in his life just by looking at him? Is he as sharp as a torch, his magical power, or is he already knows his fate?

"How is it, are there any other problems?"

Fan Youcai interrupted his thoughts again. Fan Cho shook his head and said, "It's gone for the time being, but..."

He paused, turned around, looked up at the cliff beneath his feet, and stared blankly.

This cliff is quite similar to the abyss cliff that was just walking down the ladder. It is a huge cave. Looking up, it is like a giant pot that is upside down, and like a cloudy cloud, the misty mist covers the above. The cliff looks hundreds of meters wide, as neat as a knife and axe. Under the cliff, there are dozens of meters. The flames rise, like countless fire dragons dancing, often surging upwards, illuminating the dark cave.

Only then did Fengchou realize that the light he saw in the fog just now was emitted here, and the fog that could almost burn people was naturally caused by this flame. But seeing the flames rolling below, it was obviously extremely high. He tentatively threw a stone down, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea, instantly swallowed up in the flames and no longer saw them.

"What a terrible flame of hell... I said, ancestor...Brother, if this flame of hell continues to rise like this, how long will it take to rush out of the surface?"

Fan Youcai thought for a while: "It's hard to say. In fact, if I weren't here, the flames of hell would have rushed to the world long ago, and now it's up to you."

Wanchou said in surprise: "Look at me? You're not kidding, what can I do?"

"Don't worry, since I want you to come, there must be my reason. There is still some time left. Why not sit down and rest for a while, just so I'm tired too."

Fan Youcai's tone was very calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him. He pointed to the stone under him, smiled at Wan Choang, and then closed his eyes and lowered his head, as if he had entered a state of meditation.

Fan Chou was stunned, but he was helpless. He turned over and sat on the stone, and sat cross-legged as Fan Youcai. But he didn't have the time to rest. His eyes were dishonest, he looked around, frowned from time to time, took out his cell phone and placed it in front of him, and looked down at him a few times.

His heart was already in chaos. There was no doubt that this was a Jedi, and it was indeed the place where everything originated and ended.

The biggest purpose of the Geoparent Hall and the people behind the scenes, and the evil ghosts who accomplice the tigers, has been exposed, which is to trigger a great disaster on earth. The previous plan of the evil beast in the Yellow Spring was defeated, and this time, he set his mind here again.

Regardless of who Fan Youcai was, he resisted the flames of hell alone here in order to prevent the occurrence of a great disaster. Since he was able to protect here for nearly a hundred years, he also had the magic weapon to resist the flames transformed by the immortal dew in the jade bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva. This is enough to show that he must be a god, not an old ghost.

Although Feng Chou is a bit nervous, he is not stupid. From the conversation just now and all the signs, Fan Youcai should be the missing City God!

I remember Xia Bing's uncle said that the city god in this city is Fan. Although he is just a down-and-out scholar, he is chivalrous and strong. For the sake of the people, he is willing to sacrifice his head and blood. He is a god who cares about the world and is respected by all people after his death.

Besides, this Fan Chenghuang had already stopped a great disaster on earth nearly a hundred years ago. All of these situations are consistent with the current situation. So, if Fan Youcai is not the City God, who can still be the City God?

But what should we do now to prevent all this from happening? This time, no longer than a hundred years ago, there were mysterious forces from the underworld who wanted to interfere with all this and wanted to make a great disaster happen. Fan Chenghuang was unable to roar and the building was about to collapse. Can this piece of wood be supported?

Of course, so far, Wanchou still has no idea what role he can do. It is said that he is the destiny of this great disaster, but now he has finally found the City God and knows that the City God was his ancestor, and he still knows nothing about other things.

"What can I do, what can I do..." Fan Chou's lips twitched, and he was silently regretting in his heart. All this came too suddenly and it happened without any preparation. It was like a person taking a walk on the street after breakfast, and suddenly his father came over and told him that today was his happy day, and he immediately took him home to get married. He didn't even have any mental preparation, so he stuffed him into the bridal chamber...

Fan Chou sighed inwardly, looked up at the flames outside the shield, thinking that the bridal chamber was really warm, but it was too sudden. None of his good friends brought him. Not to mention Shangguan and Guo Cuzi, even if they brought Lu Bu and Dou E.

You know, it seems calm now, but there must be many forces in the dark who are trying to enter this dangerous place, but they are unable to resist the heat here, so they are unable to rush in. Now, the joyful and depressed ghosts were coerced to come here just now because the temperature here is too high. Whether it is human or ghost, they are probably roasted before they get close, and their souls are scattered.

Therefore, they used the relationship between the joyful and the depressed ghost to restrain one of them and coerce the other to assassinate Fan Youcai. As long as he dies, no one can resist the flames of hell, and the great disaster on earth will be uncontrollable.

However, the group of people seemed to be divided into several factions and acted separately, so they didn't meet them all at once, so they had the opportunity to defeat them one by one. By chance, they took the wrong path and came here. Now that I think about it, this is God's will.

But now time is tight, and the enemy may come up with other ways to rush over at any time. After all, they have been thinking about it for a long time. Since they have long wanted to attack Fan Youcai, the City God, it is impossible to be stumped by the flames of hell. Which of the evil ghosts is not from hell? Maybe they are thinking of a way now, if it is a little later...

"Don't worry, they can't get through for a while now."

Fan Youcai suddenly spoke, but still lowered his head and closed his eyes. Fan Cho asked hurriedly: "But what should we do to prevent this flame from rushing to the human world? What should we do after stopping it? You should know that many evil forces from the underworld are coming here now. We not only want to stop the flames of hell, but also stop them. We have to find a way..."

"Haha, I have been waiting for so many years, and there is no hurry. You just came here, why are you anxious? Don't worry, even if they have found this place, they will not dare to come in for the time being. At least, we should have two days of safe time. So, I have to cultivate my spirit at this time, come and learn from me, and then talk about it. Now listen to me, slowly close my eyes, hold my breath, imagine, and integrate myself with the world..."

Fan Chou frowned and smiled bitterly: "Brother Ancestor, are you going to teach me how to practice in the last two days?"

"Practice? What kind of exercises do you practice? Haha, I am just a poor scholar. Where can I practice any exercises? I just want to tell you how to return to the original origin of this world. At that time, there was no air, no cave, no flame, no humans, ghosts and gods, and the world was just a chaos..."

His words gradually became lower and lower, as if they had some magic power. As he listened, he unconsciously slowly closed his eyes...
Chapter completed!