80. The Son of the Half Demon
The Temple of Hell is definitely not an ordinary temple, but was built in a special way. They deceived the girl Yan Luo, but Yuanyang could see it at a glance when he came here.
Yan Zhenzhen disappeared from the void.
She looked around and said, "All those people have left? It's so annoying, they have made me feel a headache."
Of course, the dead soul would not have a headache. She said that their curse sounded hurt her soul.
The girl Yan Luo was still sitting there and was not awake, but she seemed very uneasy, and there was a struggle on her face.
Yuanyang did not wake her up because he knew that to wake her up, he must first destroy the temple of Hell.
In the darkness, a dog barking came, and another sound: "The buzzing curse disappeared, let's go and take a look."
A toad and a little black dog appeared in the darkness. It seemed to be scary when he looked at Yuan Yang, but after seeing Yuan Yang, the little black dog immediately shook his tail and ran over, while the toad shouted: "What about those robbers, they dare to take advantage of the judge's position when I am not at home."
Although this toad and a dog were not ordinary people, they did not know what was going on. They were just instinctively avoiding harm and escaped from afar.
Yuan Yang ignored them, turned around and stepped into the void and disappeared, returning to the bar, and soon Yan Zhenzhen also came out of an empty wine bottle.
"Where is that Temple of Hell?" Yuan Yang asked.
"I don't know either, I haven't been there before." Yan Zhenzhen said.
Yuan Yang pondered for a moment and realized that if Yan Zhen had been there, he would definitely not be able to come back alive.
"You're here, don't go with me, I'll go find it." Yuan Yang said.
He went out of the Wufeng Bar and saw a tree from afar. A flat-headed young man was squatting beside the tree and smoking there.
Yuan Yang came directly to him.
The flat-headed young man was either someone else, or the one who had been to Yuanyang's bar, but he never came again.
He saw Yuan Yang approaching and immediately stood up. He turned around and wanted to leave. After he walked a few steps, he suddenly heard a sentence in his ear.
"I want to inquire about something. Where did a temple of Hell be built near Yanjing City?"
He turned around and saw the owner of the Wufeng Bar asking the tree. The flat-headed young man who originally wanted to leave stopped again.
It took a long time before an old sound came from the tree, which looked weak.
"How could I know that I'm already old and dying. I don't know anything about Yanjing City anymore." The voice was weak and sounded very weak
"Hmm." Yuan Yang let out a syllable that seemed to be disbelieving, and seemed to believe it.
The flat-headed young man grabbed his head and wanted to walk away but was reluctant to leave. He suddenly spoke, "It's not that he doesn't know, but he dares not say it."
"Oh, don't you dare? Who dares to make this thousand-year-old tree spirit dare not speak." Yuan Yang said.
"The thousand-year-old tree spirit also withered. The haze in the entire Yanjing city made me feel worse and worse, which made me no longer notice what was happening inside and outside Yanjing city." The big tree said.
Yuan Yang listened, turned to ask the flat-headed young man and said, "So you know?"
"I dare not say it either, because he can kill us by raising his fingers." said the flat-headed young man.
"Then how do you dare to say it?" Yuan Yang asked.
"Unless you can call me into your ninth group." said the flat-headed young man.
"You know me." Yuan Yang asked.
"Of course, there are a few people who don't know in Yanjing," said the flat-headed young man.
"I thought before, no one in Yanjing City recognized me. Now, after you say this, it seems that everyone should know me." Yuan Yang smiled.
"People who don't recognize you are either the first to Yanjing, or the enemy is yours. One is the real one, the other is the fake one, the fake one is the fake one." said the flat-headed young man.
"What's your name?" Yuan Yang asked.
"Fu Qingping." said the flat-headed young man.
"You are now a member of the ninth group of the Alien Spirit Management Department." Yuan Yang said.
The flat-headed young man was surprised.
"Is that true?" He thought it was too simple, simple without any credibility. It was like saying, "Good, you are the emperor of Earth Stars now."
"What do you think should be?" Yuan Yang asked.
"You shouldn't go to some unit to take a photo, then sign a confidentiality contract, and then make an oath or something, that's what it means?" Fu Qingping said.
"What's the use of doing these?" Yuan Yang asked.
Fu Qingping thought for a while and said, "Doing these things will at least feel more solemn in my heart. If I feel at ease, I will definitely feel more at ease in doing things."
Many things, in the eyes of some people, are just empty words, but in the eyes of others, they are a solemn ceremony.
Whether it is the precepts and mantras of practitioners, or the words that everyone in the world says under the witness of pastors and relatives when they get married, they are all shackles in their hearts and a constraint on their own souls.
However, if these are considered indifferent from the beginning, then what is there to be so-called?
Yuan Yang was silent for a moment and said, "Then after tomorrow, I will report it to the department and hand it over to the department for review. Finally, if everything goes well, then I will host a joining ceremony for you."
The flat-headed young man seemed to feel relieved and said, "You are a famous person. I believe what you said. That temple of Hell is not outside the city, but inside the city."
"Where?" Yuan Yang asked.
"The Distinctive Spirit Management Department in the National Security Bureau, in the office of the first group."
Yuan Yang was slightly stunned. He thought of many places, but he had never thought of these places.
"How do you know?" Yuan Yang asked.
"I am a half demon, and I was born from the combination of demons and humans. My ears can hear the whole city of Yanjing."
"Born with magical powers, it's really extraordinary." Yuan Yang said. He himself doesn't have the ability now.
"Who is your father?" Yuan Yang asked again.
Fu Qingnian suddenly smiled and said, "It's far away in the sky, and it's near in front of you."
Yuan Yang was once again surprised. In addition to Fu Qingnian, there was only this old ginkgo tree in front of him. According to what he said, then his father was this old ginkgo tree.
"Is he your father?" Yuan Yang asked again with certainty.
"Yes, I'm very surprised. I've been born for so many years and have heard of everything in the world, but I've never left Yanjing City. I've rarely left this street. I'm afraid that as soon as I leave, he will be cut off. Since I was born, his spirit has become worse and worse. He was able to listen to everything in the world, but now he can't hear anything. He asks me to tell him every day."
Yuan Yang knew that this was because the old apricot tree made a human woman pregnant and passed on his essence to the child, so his own cultivation level was greatly reduced.
It should have been able to deform itself, but now it is completely impossible.
"You kid, what are you doing? So many people come to call you, but you didn't agree. Today I took the initiative to recognize a master and took out my foundation. How did I teach you." A sound came from the old apricot tree. In Yuan Yang's eyes, an old face could be seen on the bark of the old apricot tree.
Fu Qingnian just smiled, and he looked at Yuan Yang.
Yuan Yang had seen Fu Qingnian many times. Not only did he come to his bar to make trouble, but he always saw him wandering near his bar. He originally thought he was unwilling to give up and had any thoughts. Now he thought, he was not wandering in front of his bar, but he was wandering near this old apricot tree.
Yuan Yang looked at Fu Qingnian's smile and felt expectant, as if he was looking forward to something.
"In this Yanjing City, I know a lot of things, I hear them, so many people have always wanted to come to call me, but I didn't agree because they couldn't meet my requirements, the only requirement." Fu Qingnian said, looking at Yuan Yang: "I know, you are very capable, because I didn't hear when you came to Yanjing City. When you left, I couldn't hear how you left."
"I can see that he is weak." Yuan Yang said.
"Yes, over the years, I have deceived people to come to burn incense for him, but this is far from enough. He is getting weaker day by day. Maybe one day, when he wakes up, he can't speak anymore. Maybe after a winter, he can't sprout and grow leaves, and then be cut off, and a small sapling is planted here again."
Fu Qingnian said at the end, his voice gradually became a little low, with a hint of sadness. The old apricot tree heard it and sighed, "This is the current situation, the world is like this. It's like this. You can live one day. Don't do anything for me. I am just a tree, and it is already a great fortune to be able to create spiritual wisdom and transform into a world. Besides, I have married and had children. There are a few monsters in the world who can be like me. Look at those humans, even when they get old, they will die. If they have reincarnated like this for thousands of years, what's the point of being sad about me?"
Yuan Yang was a little confused by the side. Sometimes he felt that he had lived for a long time, and sometimes he felt that he had not really lived for long. What was he doing in his life?
It seems that no matter how you escape, hide, and truly settle the world, it seems that you have not done anything.
"I have a solution, but now it's not right." Yuan Yang said.
"What method?" Fu Qingping asked anxiously.
"Fengshen." Although Yuan Yang's voice was very light, it was shocked like thunder in Fu Qingping's ears.
Is this something that ordinary practitioners can do? Obviously not. For a while, he felt that Yuan Yang had a unique aura, which was very mysterious. When he saw it, it seemed to be far away and close, as if he was in a fog.
"How is this possible?"
Chapter completed!