Chapter 597 It’s really fun! Xiaoxiao!
Le Zhuang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but looking at Wang Ping'an's situation, it was very similar to the scene he had seen when the master of the town's martial arts hall was practicing, except that he was said to be absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, not the yin energy. He said strangely:

"Uncle, could your disciple be the reincarnation of the Ghost King?"

"Snapped!"

Before Le Zhuang could finish his words, he was knocked on the head by Taoist Xuan Qing, who said in a bad tone: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? How could your senior brother be the reincarnation of the Ghost King?"

Although he said this, Taoist Xuanqing couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, but when he carefully examined Wang Ping'an, he couldn't find anything unusual.

of course.

Because Wang Ping'an was surrounded by pure Yin energy, his Dharma eyes could not see through and discover the specific situation, but he could still vaguely find that these pure Yin energy penetrated into Wang Ping'an's body and strengthened his physique.

It is very similar to the situation of the ghost king in the underworld, who lives on negative energy.

'Perhaps my disciple could really be the reincarnation of the Ghost King...'

As soon as an idea came to Taoist Xuanqing's mind, before it stayed in his mind for too long, he shook his head and denied it:

'Impossible. My disciple has the opportunity to go down in history. He can even help me. How could he be the reincarnated Ghost King? Even if I am the reincarnated Ghost King, he cannot be the reincarnated Ghost King.

He would suddenly draw in the Yin Qi that overflowed from the Ghost Gate to strengthen his physique because he had some magical powers. Yes, magical powers, and it was very likely a magical power beyond the innate Taoist body! '

"grandfather!"

Le Zhuang rubbed his head which was hurt by Taoist Xuanqing's hit, and smiled. Looking at Taoist Xuanqing's worried expression, he was about to say something teasing, but before he could utter a word, he saw a figure floating out of the coffin out of the corner of his eye. He was startled for a moment, shouted quickly, and rushed over.

The soul that floated out of the coffin was none other than Le Wenmao's ghost. He was startled when he saw Le Zhuang flying towards him, but then he opened his mouth, as if he was narrating something incessantly. However, for some reason, no words came out.

wrong.

I can't hear what you are saying!
It's like they are all talking about their own things!
"Humans and ghosts speak different languages!"

Taoist Priest Xuanqing looked at the situation in front of him and his expression suddenly became lonely. He was about to go to Le Wenmao and Le Zhuang to act as their interpreter. When he was young, he learned ghost language while practicing in Ziyang Palace out of curiosity.

suddenly.

A stream of black gas shot out from the Ghost Gate and instantly broke the magic shield around Lezhuang.

"How brave!"

Seeing this scene, Taoist Xuanqing was startled and cursed. He was about to stop it, but he was still a step too late. He could only watch the black air hit Le Zhuang. Le Zhuang, who had been talking to Le Wenmao about his thoughts, suddenly fell to the ground. Looking at Le Wenmao's angry eyes, he was full of guilt and suppressed the anger in his heart. He said:

"Old man Le, I'm sorry for not taking good care of Xiaozhuang!"

While speaking, Taoist Xuanqing didn't bother to find the person behind the Ghost Gate - no, it was most likely a vicious ghost seeking revenge. Although he didn't understand how someone could attack Le Zhuang behind the summoned Ghost Gate, the most important thing at the moment was Le Zhuang's safety. He walked quickly forward and took a look at Le Zhuang.

Then I breathed a sigh of relief!

It seems like he fainted, but it’s nothing serious!
However, Taoist Xuanqing did not dare to be careless. He checked carefully and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Le Zhuang. Then he said to Le Wenmao, who was nervous beside him, in ghost language: "Old man Le, it's okay, Xiao Zhuang fainted!"

After saying that, Taoist Xuanqing raised his head and looked coldly at the Ghost Gate. Through the attack on Le Zhuang, he knew that there must be other ghosts behind the Ghost Gate. Since the other party only made Le Zhuang faint, it meant that the other party was not here to do bad things, but he did not dare to be careless.

Not long after.

Two figures gradually emerged from the ghost gate, a man and a woman. Taoist Xuanqing asked: "Who are you..."

"Zizhen/Xiaoxiao, is that you?"

A cry of surprise interrupted Taoist Xuanqing's words, and Taoist Xuanqing subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see that the person who was speaking - no, the ghost who was speaking, was the soul of Le Wenmao who had just been summoned from the Ghost Gate. Due to the negative energy overflowing from the Ghost Gate, Le Wenmao was able to appear.

And it was in broad daylight!

Taoist Xuanqing was surprised and asked, "Old Man Le, do you know them?"

"Dad, your unfilial son/daughter-in-law is here to pick you up!"

The Le Zizhen couple said in unison.

"How did you guys get out of the gates of hell?"

Le Wenmao's old face was filled with surprise that was difficult to conceal, but when the surprise wore off, he was filled with suspicion and said:

"You, you clearly met with an accident more than ten years ago. Logically, you should have been reincarnated in the past ten years. How come you came out of the gates of hell? Could it be that you are trying to make a name for yourself in the underworld?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Le Wenmao almost laughed out loud, mainly because what he said was too outrageous. What kind of place is the underworld? Of course, he didn't understand, but from some rumors and stories, he still knew a thing or two. His son and daughter-in-law, let alone making a name for themselves in the underworld, should be thankful for having a chance to reincarnate.

His son and daughter-in-law are just mediocre people. How can they be qualified to succeed in the underworld?

Le Zi really wanted to speak, but when he saw Taoist Xuanqing beside Le Wenmao, the words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back.

"Zizhen, this old guy is your uncle!"

Le Wenmao explained, and seeing that Le Zizhen's face was full of confusion, he obviously didn't know where his uncle came from, so he explained again:

"Didn't I often tell you before that your mother has an uncle, but he left home when he was young and hasn't been back for many years, so you don't know him!"

"Uncle, it's you. My mother often mentions you!"

Le Zizhen was delighted when he heard this. Before he finished speaking, he saw Wang Pingan shrouded in evil spirits not far away. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't be able to find Wang Pingan inside. He thought it was an evil thing. He said in surprise:
"Dad, this child won't be my grandson, right?"

"What do you mean by your grandson? How old is your son? Don't you know? How old is he? How could he possibly marry and have children? And given our family situation, which girl would dare to marry your son?"

Le Wenmao snorted coldly, and halfway through his words, he seemed to have thought of something, his expression suddenly became lost, he sighed slightly, and whispered:
"Zizhen, Xiaoxiao, I am sorry for you. I have not avenged you for so many years!"

(End of this chapter)