"Band?" Chen Hao froze.

The old man smiled and said, "I made Xiaoyou joke. When I was young, I was obsessed with two things, one was Taoism and the other was a band. At that time, I formed a band with a few like-minded friends. Unfortunately, because of the environmental impact, I couldn't go on. I parted ways. Later, when I was hopeless in monasticism, I focused on music. I couldn’t play, so I looked for ghosts. I cultivated them one after another. I didn’t think so much at that time. Now I’m in danger, but I have to think about them.”

Chen Hao looked upstairs and asked, "Is that the one above?"

The old man nodded: "These are music-loving ghosts. I have been with me all these years. Although I am at ease, but with this journey, my life and death will also be broken. There is no shelter, they must not exist."

Chen Hao nodded: "What does the old man mean?"

The old man said: "You are a Taoist, and you should understand the law of excess. If you can, can you bother you to exceed them? Although the ghost is comfortable, but the final result is bleak, it is better to reincarnate and start over."

Chen Hao was about to speak, and suddenly a voice sounded: "We are not going to reborn."

After the sound, a dozen ghosts appeared out of thin air, looking at the old man.

These ghosts, old and young, male and female, have excited expressions and firm eyes.

"Yes, we are not reborn, Kimber, no matter what happens to you, we will not be reborn, we will stay here and continue our musical dream."

"I'm too tired to be a man. I love music since I was young, but reality can only make me choose to do the work I don't like, first for the children and for the grandchildren. Meaning? I won't be reborn, brother Jin."

"Grandpa Jin, me too. I want to stay here. Only here, I can live happily and live happily. I don't want to be reborn."

Ghosts, expressing their attitudes,

The old man could not laugh or cry: "Why are you guys, even if you stay, how long you can exist without shelter, you will all be scattered."

"That's our choice, Kimber, you don't have to persuade."

The old man sighed, and was about to speak, and another voice sounded: "I, I don't want to be reborn." But it was Xiaogang's timid opening.

The old man glared at it: "You just have no choice but to give birth."

Xiaogang laughed.

The old man glanced helplessly at a group of ghosts that could not be persuaded and said to Chen Hao: "The band chooses this way, I don't force it, but Xiaogang's thing, is there any way for Xiaoyou? Compared to the band, it is the most pitiful, even himself I don’t know how to die, and the soul of the **** is melting, and it may be scattered at any time.

Chen Hao looked at Xiaogang for a moment and said, "It's not dead yet."

The old man was stunned.

Xiaogang was dumbfounded.

I have been doing ghosts for several years, and I am used to my own identity as a ghost.

Now some people say that he is not dead? This is not funny.

Chen Haodao said: "Xiaogang did not die. Although his soul was sheltered by a penis, he was able to show his body in daylight. It is also because there is still life in his body. The lotus root is broken and connected between life and death. In Taoism, this kind of The situation is called scattered soul, which means that it is now two souls and six souls, and one soul and one soul in the original body."

Xiao Gang said in amazement: "Will my body be okay?"

Chen Hao said: "It's okay, if your body is in trouble, you won't be angry now. But if you want to find your body, you have to know why you are distracted, and this penis, how exactly did it come. "

Xiaogang shook his head: "I don't know, when I am conscious, the **** is in my hand." After that, Xiaogang hesitated and continued: "And I have a strong feeling that this **** cannot be lost , You can't lose your death."

Chen Hao frowned.

This is interesting.

I forgot the history of my life, but remembered this sentence, that is to say, this **** is very important, so important that even if the memory is gone, the soul still remembers this thing firmly.

Chen Hao picked up the **** from the cock's claw.

This is a little lama, with a bronze-colored appearance, a bell mouth in front, and then a tube around it, which looks like the military trumpet of a long time ago. Used to launch an attack.

Holding it in his hand, Chen Hao can feel that there is a majestic power in this little horn. When he perceives it, Chen Hao can feel it. This power is bloody, and inexplicable admiration and admiration rise in his heart.

This is... the power of faith!

Chen Hao looked surprised.

The penis, which is condensed with the power of faith, is a legacy of war.

Moving in his heart, Chen Hao looked at Xiaogang and said, "Do you remember, where was it when you first appeared?"

Xiaogang thought for a while and said, "It seems that in a mountain, I was scared and ran. I didn't know how long it ran before I ran out. I saw a village and wandered for more than a month before I came here~www. lightnovelpub.net~ Chen Hao said: "Have you ever been back? "

Xiaogang shook his head.

Chen Hao looked at the old man and said, "If I guess it's not bad, Xiaogang's problem is just where it just woke up. To solve its troubles, you need to go back to the mountain."

The old man asked, "Can the little friend help?"

Chen Hao looked to Xiaogang: "Do you want to recover your body?"

Xiaogang hesitated.

The old man stared at it: "Xiaogang, I have been with you for a few years. I have always treated you like my own child. I hope you can have a good result. Now I think it is better than I thought. If you can be resurrected, you are not allowed to play tricks. , Must listen to me."

Xiaogang pursed his lips and looked at the old man expectantly, "If I am resurrected, can I come back?"

The old man smiled: "That's the best. I'm close to death, but I have never married, no children and no daughters in my life. If you can be resurrected, I will also have someone who wears filial pie for me, which is a good thing."

Hearing this, Little Congo nodded: "Well, I will find my body, I want to be resurrected."

Dingdong: Lu Wei, a seven-year-old soul. Completing the soul wish, rewarding ten years of travel.

With Xiaogang's words, the system tasks also followed.

Sensing the task, Chen Hao took a breath.

Lying trough, this guy is still a big task, rewarding ten years of work! Looking for the body, I am afraid it is not so easy!

But then, Chen Hao was satisfied.

This visit was not in vain. A ten-year road trip, no matter how difficult it is, let's go to see it first, and then say that this is about to be completed. I am close to the Yijiazi road trip, and then I will really be among the top ranks of Daomen.

"Well, I'll help you when you're busy. Looking back, you'll take me to the place where you first woke up. I'll see what the reason is and leave you soulless." Chen Hao nodded. .

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