A jingling sound rang out.

It was the sound made by Bai Wuchang's soul-catching rope, which only he and Cheng Fan could hear.

The young Bai Wuchang slowly lifted up the soul-catching rope and waved it to the old woman's body expressionlessly.

bite--!

A sound of gold and iron fighting sounded, and the soul-catching rope was bounced back.

Bai Wuchang's pupils shrank sharply, and his face looked shocked.

A flying sword emitting a faint white light hovered in front of the old lady, blocking Bai Wuchang's soul-catching rope.

"Who!"

Bai Wuchang turned his head suddenly and looked at the window.

Cheng Fan did not hide his figure from him, and he appeared in the ward in a flash.

A young Bai Wuchang and a young Taoist, the two of them looked like lightning and confronted each other.

"Who are you? You dare to obstruct the underworld. Are you not afraid of being captured by someone and going to the eighteen levels of hell?"

The young Bai Wuchang said the words of the past and the present, and his face became panicked with naked eyes.

Cheng Fan saw his fierce look and looked at him lightly.

Now that even Fengdu City has begun to fully promote and popularize Mandarin, he obviously doesn't know yet.

He is definitely not a subordinate of Fengdu and Chenghuang, otherwise he would not have known his identity.

Cheng Fan didn't care about his identity. No matter where Bai Wuchang came out, it had nothing to do with him.

But he would never sit idly by the evil thoughts that emerged in Bai Wuchang's eyes.

Cheng Fan looked calm and said lightly:

"When will the underworld attack people who have not yet died? Are you not afraid of losing your cultivation, and you will be recorded by the judge?"

"Hmph! That has nothing to do with you! I won't retreat yet!"

Bai Wuchang couldn't see through the Taoist priest in front of him, so he could only try to scare him off with Bai Wuchang's appearance and name.

Cheng Fan looked at him lightly. Even if Xie Bi'an is really here, he is not afraid, let alone a fake guy?

"Life, old age, sickness and death should follow nature. This is a cycle of nature. Your attack on people who have not yet died of life is already contrary to nature. How can it have nothing to do with me?"

"You! You're a mess!"

"Your identity of Bai Wuchang is probably a fake one, right?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Wuchang's face changed drastically. Although he quickly covered it up, he still couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

"You, what are you talking nonsense! Am I Bai Wuchang?"

"Oh? Then I ask you, who is the name of the City God in this land?"

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"I will ask you again, what is the scene in Fengdu now?"

"Feng...Fengdu? What Fengdu?"

"It's the underworld in your mouth."

Bai Wuchang's face suddenly changed drastically.

Cheng Fan shook his head lightly and looked at him with a steady look.

"From the beginning, I knew that you were not a real Bai Wuchang. Whether in City God or Fengdu, I could eat well, and I had never heard of you."

"I don't know why you turned into Bai Wuchang, and I don't want to worry too much about it. But you are very wrong in this matter!"

Bai Wuchang was exposed to his true face and his face turned pale. When he heard Cheng Fan accusing him, his face changed immediately.

"Hmph! I can become like this, so naturally I am Bai Wuchang, and you don't need to point fingers. Besides, how long do you think she can live now? I'm just helping her relieve her pain!"

"As long as she leaves this world, she will not have to suffer from illness, and that man will no longer have to work so hard. He has done his best to this family, right?"

Cheng Fan shook his head and looked at him lightly: "That's just that you think you are self-righteous. Have you ever asked their opinions?"

"The old lady's life is not over, and she still has some time. Why do you deprive her of the last time?"

"Why not?"

Bai Wuchang pointed at the middle-aged man and questioned:

"In order to save her, he has divorced his wife and is in great debt! He can't even afford the treatment money now, what else do you want him?"

"One of the two younger brothers is a wine bag and spends time playing games at home all day long. The other one doesn't care about their mother at all. What do you want him to do!"

"He has nothing, what else do you want him?!"

Hearing Bai Wuchang's shouting loudly, Cheng Fan's eyes flashed slightly.

Is this young man sympathizing with a middle-aged man? Or is he having a special relationship with a man? Unfortunately, under the cover of Bai Wuchang's appearance, Cheng Fan does not know.

But at this moment, Cheng Fan knew that Bai Wuchang would not last long if he was self-righteous and always wanted to favor his own selfishness.

Cheng Fan looked at him with a deep look and said in a plain tone:

"As you said, he has nothing. Do you want to take away the last time he and his mother have spent?"

"He is closest, the person he loves the most is about to leave him. This may be their last meeting, their last talk, their last goodbye...

"Are you going to take away these even? Aren't you cruel?"

Hearing Cheng Fan's words, Bai Wuchang was stunned and unnaturally squeezed the mourning stick in his hand.

"But...but, I'm doing it for their own good."

Bai Wuchang's eyes were full of struggle and doubt.

He couldn't figure it out. He felt that he was right, and he felt that Cheng Fan's words made sense, and he felt that he shouldn't have done this.

But it was difficult for him to completely refute himself and change his ideas for a while.

Cheng Fan could see that this young man is not bad in nature.

He whispered: "If you really want to help him, why not ask him about his own wishes?"

Ask him what he wants?

Bai Wuchang was stunned when he heard this, "I, what should I do?"

"Working into a dream, isn't this your basic skill?"

Bai Wuchang slapped his head and suddenly said, "I remembered it. It seems that I have such a ability. I'll give it a try now."

He took out a simple token and gently stroked it. An extremely rich yin energy was released from it and flew towards the middle-aged man's forehead.

The middle-aged man's figure shook slightly, leaned against the wall, and his sleepy eyes slowly closed.

Bai Wuchang took a deep breath and entered the man's dream.

Cheng Fan's eyes always emitted a faint golden light, and the sky eyes had not closed, and he followed closely into the man's dream.

It was a calm lake, and no matter how strong the wind passed, the lake would not cause any slight turmoil.

Because the lake had already frozen and was frozen firmly.

The middle-aged man was slid on the ice. Not far from him, a middle-aged woman looked at him with a smile.

Obviously, the middle-aged man had a very beautiful dream, and even the corners of his mouth were bent upward in reality.

In his dream, he was still the playful boy in his early teens. His mother had not given birth to a second younger brother yet. He was always the only one in his gentle eyes.

"Mom! Look at me, how good is it to be like this?"

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