Yan Feng got into the car, and the Blood Eagle disappeared again.W     w W   W W  ／

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As soon as the car moved, suddenly from the side of the passenger seat, the fat monk suddenly opened the car door and rushed up. His face was covered with dirt and the bruises that Yan Feng had beaten him before, as if he was running for life.

Damn it!

Yan Feng slapped the steering wheel and released the accelerator.

"Fatty, what do you want to do?"

The fat monk closed the car door and just smiled: "I told you all the Buddha you should talk about. I want to dump the Buddha, but there is no way."

Yan Feng looked at the fat man with a slutty look on his face, shook his head with a wry smile, stepped on the accelerator, and ran away.

Ye Bin's body was still in the funeral home. When Yan Feng brought the fat monk to the funeral home, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening, and it was not long before Yincha's soul-catching soul.

"Fatty, what's your name?"

"The Buddha's Dharma name is Vacuum!"

"What?"

Yan Feng twisted off the car keys, looked at the fat monk for a moment, and then laughed.

"Why don't you call it air? Wukong can do it too! He has to call it Zhenkong, and he will laugh to death."

When Yan Feng opened the car door, he still couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Master Buddha, I am just a vacuum, what's wrong!"

As soon as the fat monk closed the car door, he seemed to be very proud of this magic number.

When he walked into the mourning hall, Yan Feng's expression suddenly became solemn. Ye Shiyu knelt alone in front of the mourning hall to watch the night. Originally, Ye's mother had to guard it, but an old man really couldn't stay up late and his body couldn't hold on. He had been guarding in front for a few days, but in the last few days, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Yan Feng walked over and squatted down.

"Shiyu, you're tired."

Ye Shiyu was slightly shocked. She was already fighting with her upper and lower eyelids. After watching the nights these days, a girl's house became much more haggard.

"It's okay...you're here"

"kindness."

Yan Feng nodded.

"You go and have a rest first, tomorrow morning... I will give you a lively father."

Ye Shiyu's body shook slightly. She knew that the seventh day was coming, and looked at Yan Feng: "Is it really...?"

"certainly."

Yan Feng smiled slightly.

"Thank you!"

Ye Shiyu rushed towards Yan Feng, hugged Yan Feng's neck tightly, and tears fell across Yan Feng's neck.

"Do not look at what is wrong...Do not look at what is wrong..."

At the door, the fat monk was muttering in his mouth, but blinked his eyes and glanced at him.

Yan Feng gently stroked Ye Shiyu's head and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He knew that this girl had suffered too much in her heart recently and needed to vent.

"Cry if you want to."

Yan Feng looked at the door and glared at the fat monk fiercely, saying, "You're just a little bitch." If it weren't for you, how could so many messes come from!"

"You go and rest first."

Yan Feng wiped Ye Shiyu's tears: "I've cried like a little cat, and I won't be beautiful if I cry."

"Ah, is there?"

Ye Shiyu seemed a little nervous and quickly wiped her tears, fearing that she would show her bad side in front of Yan Feng.

"Fatty, come here."

Yan Feng stood up and shouted to the fat monk.

"Oh, what's the matter with calling Buddha? Oh? Why is this female donor crying?"

Yan Feng glared and asked knowingly!

"He is..."

"My Dharma name is Vacuum."

“Oh…”

Ye Shiyu just glanced at the fat monk and stopped watching it, and she had no interest in watching it...

"Yan Feng, I want to watch here."

Yan Feng thought about it and nodded, and took out a bottle of cow tears from his arms.

"Put it on your eyes."

"kindness"

Ye Shiyu fell into tears and looked at it curiously, then poured it down from inside and smeared it on her eyelids.

"Don't be afraid after a while."

Yan Feng walked forward, lifted the national flag covering Ye Bin's body, took out the Buddhist beads and placed them on the heart of Ye Bin's body.

Then he suddenly pointed at the Buddhist bead, and with a bang, the Buddhist bead exploded directly.

"It's too violent..." The fat monk shook his head while standing. Yan Feng glared at him. The guy immediately looked out the window and even whistled.

The Buddhist beads burst, and a phantom floated out from it, which was Ye Bin's soul.

"Uncle Ye, go back."

Ye Bin's life soul is not the other two souls and seven souls. His self-awareness is similar to that of ordinary people. He smiled at Yan Feng, with gratitude in it, and then turned to see Ye Shiyu.

The tears flashed in Ye Shiyu's eyes.

"Child, dad is fine."

As he said that, Ye Bin lay down flat against his body.

Yan Feng then took out some soul-suppressing talismans from the bag and scattered around Ye Bin's body.

Ye Bin's life soul had just entered his body, because he was forcibly separated from the soul and the fusion took some time to merge with the other two souls and seven souls. During this period, he must not be disturbed.

"There will be a ghost in the underworld who will lock your life next time. What are you going to do?" said the fat monk.

"what to do?"

Yan Feng smiled: "Just a few soul-catching messengers, just fight them casually.

"As soon as the soul comes out, you will never return empty-handed. This is the rule of the underworld, and you will not be unclear."

The fat monk finally became a little serious at this time.

"What do you want?"

Yan Feng raised his eyes, didn’t you do it all?

"This is my fault, don't worry, I'll do it."

The fat monk patted his stomach, and his fat belly trembled violently.

"You can do it?"

Yan Feng looked at the fat monk with a contempt, what else can you do besides being fat?

"Don't believe in Master Buddha, Master Buddha is amazing!"

Yan Feng shook his hand and felt reluctant. It would be better for this fat man to solve the problem, and Yan Feng would not be afraid if he could not solve the problem.

He has a trump card in his hand. With General Niu, even if he keeps these soul-catching messengers forever, it will be fine.

Then Yan Feng sat on the ground and waited, chatting with Ye Shiyu without a word.

Ye Shiyu's mood is much better now because of Ye Bin's safety.

"Yan Feng, will you go to see our school's New Year's Day party?"

"kindness…?"

Yan Feng thought about it and it seemed that the school would have such a program every year.

"Maybe it will."

I just said that Yan Feng would not go there, because the place was too noisy.

"Really, I have a show, you must come."

Looking at Ye Shiyu's expectant eyes, Yan Feng felt soft and nodded.
To be continued...