Under the cold moonlight, a figure came in the air.

He was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and flew with tassels, like a banished immortal.

"Enough, Mingzhen, let's stop for the time being."

Cheng Fan waved his hand to dissipate the sword light.

Xu Huan pursed his lips tightly, raised his hand to recall the flying sword, and the sword edge still pointed at the homeless man stubbornly.

Cheng Fan slowly fell down, looked at the homeless man and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist, why are you doing this?"

"Fellow Taoist?"

Xu Huan asked in surprise.

The homeless man smiled bitterly and said, "Are you the Taoist Master Daoxuan from the Drishui Temple? Chen Kuan, the Taoist Master of the Mountain, has long been revered to his name."

Cheng Fan nodded slightly, "Fellow Taoist Liao Praise."

Xu Huan's pretty face was frosted and scolded: "Since you are a practitioner of Taoism, why do you want to harm human life?"

Hearing Xu Huan's words, Chen Kuan immediately looked shocked and waved his hands repeatedly:

"It's unfair! At most, I stole some livestock and never harmed others' lives!"

"What is that dead soul in your arms?"

Chen Kuan looked in a difficult face, and there seemed to be something inconspicuous.

Cheng Fan sighed and said, "That's his daughter."

Xu Huan was stunned and looked at Chen Kuan in confusion.

The soul in my arms is his daughter?

No wonder he protected her like this and let the sword light scratch himself.

Xu Huan was secretly ashamed that he shouldn't have acted ruthlessly against him.

"No! Don't hurt my dad!"

The dead soul suddenly emerged from Chen Kuan's arms, protected Chen Kuan with both hands, and said loudly to Xu Huan.

The Dead Soul is actually a pretty little girl, and she looks a few years older than the little Nannan.

Xu Huan looked at her at a loss and waved her hand, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood. I thought he was going to hurt you."

"Hmph! You are a bad guy! How could dad hurt me?" the little girl said angrily.

"I'm sorry, my sister was wrong."

The little girl had a bun with a sheep horn, her face was pale, and a blood stain was hanging on the corner of her mouth.

When Xu Huan saw her appearance, she felt extremely distressed.

"Bad guys, don't come here!"

The little girl shrank into Chen Kuan's arms in fear and made a face at Xu Huan.

"Don't be afraid, this sister is not a bad person."

Chen Kuan patted Xiao Chili and said in a warm voice.

"It was my father who did the wrong thing, and my brothers and sisters came to help my father become a good person."

The little girl said dumbly: "Then dad must have a hard time, right?"

Chen Kuan's eyes were filled with tears and nodded vigorously.

"Little Chili, you must be a good child in the future. Don't steal other people's animals like your father, do you know?"

"She hasn't already..."

"Mingzhen!"

Xu Huan said halfway, but was suddenly interrupted by Cheng Fan.

"Your name is Little Pepper, right?"

"Um."

Little Chili nodded weakly.

Cheng Fan smiled and said, "Your father is not a bad guy. He just borrowed something and will pay it back after using it."

Chen Kuan often uses his own qi and blood to feed the peppers, but he has no body, so he has no choice but to have bad intentions. After making money, he will quietly put the money in the owner's home.

When Xiao Lajiao heard Cheng Fan's words, she breathed a sigh of relief and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"That's right! I just said dad is not a bad guy!"

Chen Kuan looked at Cheng Fan gratefully and said warmly to Xiao Lai Pepper: "Little Lai Pepper, it's so late, should you rest early?"

"Well, good night dad..."

Chen Kuan took out an exquisite black jade gourd.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

With a bang, the lid was opened, and the little pepper turned into a wisp of yin energy floating into it.

"Thank you, fellow Taoists. If you have any questions, please ask me. I can now make it open and honest."

Xu Huan wanted to ask all his words, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed even more.

"Maybe Xiao Lajiao doesn't know that she has...but why did you hide it from her?"

Chen Kuan nodded heavily and said in a muffled voice: "I kept telling her that this is the way of life for normal people."

"Fellow Daoist, do you still remember the first order of Maoshan?" Cheng Fan said lightly.

"Of course I remember that good and evil are in opposition, and lifelong struggle."

Chen Kuan lowered his head and had no shame to see anyone.

"I know you are still feeding ghosts with your body? It makes your qi and blood decay and your Taoism are not effective. Are you afraid that she will learn the truth one day and be crazy?"

"If it harms others' lives, what do you face the innocent people? What do you face the brothers in Maoshan? How do you face your dead wife?"

Chen Kuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Cheng Fan vigilantly.

"How do you know my origin with fellow Taoists? I shouldn't have anything worthy of your attention, right?"

"It was Zixu who told me. She had a good senior brother who had a very good relationship. She suddenly suffered a major disaster at home and never recovered from it. She left Maoshan. If I was right, this person should be you, right?"

Cheng Fan said casually that these were all seen by Cheng Fan from Tian’s eyes and had nothing to do with Zixu.

Chen Kuan closed his eyes and said in pain: "My fellow Taoist guessed right, it was me. Junior Sister Zixu, I am ashamed of everyone, ashamed of Master..."

Xu Huan felt a little reluctant and asked, "Why didn't you send the little peppers into the cycle of reincarnation earlier?"

"Little pepper is my heart's flesh, and it's my only motivation to hold on. I can't bear to leave her."

Cheng Fan sighed, "To be honest, if the ghost is forcibly staying in the world, it will disobey the will of heaven. The previous person who refused to leave has been sentenced to five thunders."

And I executed the execution by myself.

Cheng Fan did not say this sentence.

"How could it be so serious?"

Chen Kuan looked at Cheng Fan in disbelief.

"That's the case, and if you force the little pepper to keep, not only will it delay her good time, but your own life will become a mess."

Cheng Fan shook his head, saying that some things are destined to be forced, harming others and themselves.

"According to your Maoshan, ghosts are ominous things, gathering poverty, sorrow, decline, disaster, shame, pain, illness and death... Eighteen disasters are all in one, how can your life be easier?"

Chen Kuan's face darkened and he opened his mouth to speak.

Cheng Fan waved his hand and said, "This is what you Maoshan says, not me targeting Xiao Lajiao. I dare to ask fellow Taoist, how did you live your life after Xiao Lajiao's death?"

Chen Kuan replied in a muffled voice: "There are cars and houses, and occasionally someone will tell fortunes, look at Feng Shui, and save the dead souls. He has lived a pretty good life."

"What about the second year?" Cheng Fan said lightly.

Chen Kuan was silent for a while and said, "There are no houses and cars, the jobs are smashed, wandering around the world, and keeping peace with the situation."

Cheng Fan shook his head, "In order to raise small peppers, you have also consumed a lot of your qi and blood. The Taoist Dharma plummeted and could not even get the job of exorcising ghosts."

"I know you don't care about this. But this is the second year. What will you do in the future? Also, five years later, Xiao Lajiao asked why others are growing up but have not changed at all. How do you answer her?"
Chapter completed!