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Chapter 110 Both ways are wrong

Chen Congwu said: "Faced with this situation, An Changzai had to re-examine the entire process of applying the soul transfer technique. Although he had expected that the crux of this matter was the beginning and end of the technique, he could not understand how it came about.

In order to solve this problem, he created a soul-moving array, allowing himself to experience two rebirths in a row, which not only allowed himself to return to the body, but also strengthened the in-surgery experience, which facilitated the crux of the problem. As everyone said, the pleasure of the soul leaving the body and rebirth was too severe, so that no addictive product in the world could compare to it, including the illusion created by the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illusion of the illus

Fortunately, An Chang was well versed in medical science, so he first developed an almost non-toxic herbal formula that could reduce the body's dependence on that pleasure; at the same time, he also thought of a way to avoid this, that is, during the process of performing the magic, the soul always maintains a state similar to coma.

However, not everyone has the self-control that he has. Many addicts who cannot seek soul transfer can no longer curb their inner fanaticism by relying solely on herbs, so they began to use any means.

Some of them committed suicide, while others kidnapped An Changzai's family to force him. Although An Changzai was forced to agree to them, the addiction...even if the improved soul transfer technique was used, it would not be removed. What awaited him would be an even more serious danger.

For the safety of his family, An Changzai, a famous doctor, had to leave his hometown and embark on the road of escape."

Hearing this, Yang Yuhan couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for him and couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Congwu paused, and then said to Yang Yuhan: "You don't have to sigh, you don't need to be so pessimistic. There are not only evil people in this world.

In fact, he met many righteous people along the way and resisted many disasters for him. Even the solstices in the East Palace were alarmed, in order not to let good people end up like this, which would make the whole world feel sad.

If it weren't for avoiding suspicion, Zhu Su would definitely take them into the palace after issuing the "Sage Protection Order". But after all, An Changzai's soul transfer technique has the ability to avoid death and prolong life. Zhu Su was afraid of being criticized and said that their move was just to take the magic of immortality for himself, so he ordered me to find An Changzai and follow him all the way, so I was so familiar with the process of things.

pity……

An Changzai's wife, children, and children were all six, but they were all killed in a conflict, which caused him to change his mind from then on and began to take revenge on those ungrateful fangs.

After this, I had no intention of interfering in this matter and returned to Jinan Prefecture.

Hey!

I had already dissuaded Lord Cong from pursuing it. After all, those villains were revenge first, and An Chang was justified in doing so. But I never expected that he would kill him and start to attack innocent people. Later... he was in a turmoil with the demons in the "Temple of the Gods" and became like this now.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Lord Cong asked me to arrest An Changzai, which led to these things that happened later.

...

I actually felt quite sympathetic to him, but when I think of him being so unpromising, I couldn't hold back my anger."

...

After hearing this, Yang Yuhan couldn't help but be stunned for a long time.

He knew that An Changzai's experience was much more complicated than what Chen Congwu said.

Who would have thought that a good person who is dedicated to serving the people would be forced to revenge by them so kindly and become a demon.

What a pity.

...

Oh, human nature.

...

"Okay." Chen Congwu raised his voice and took off his clothes. "I'm done, I'm sleepy, go to bed." Then he lay down carelessly and locked his nest on his own.

“…”

Yang Yuhan silently withdrew his gaze, sat there for a while, and then went to fiddle with the tree beards to close the "room", took off his clothes and hung them on the meat hook that poked out diagonally.

He took the opportunity to inject a true energy into the tree beard, and then he saw liquid rushing up the translucent tree beard, and finally it was wrapped with a very pleasant fruity aroma and spilled on him from the top.

It is the rain and dew accumulated by the resting trees for a long time.

He took a simple shower and did not wipe it. He fell directly on the leaves. The spilled water had spread and slipped cleanly, leaving no trace of water.

Suddenly, he began to regret: Why did he participate in this matter impulse? Even for those ordinary people who died in vain, is they that important compared to their own families?

Moreover, in order to arrest An Chang, Chen Congwu is also killing innocent people indiscriminately? What is the point of helping him? What should I do if I can't catch him? What am I doing...

This series of problems made him feel annoyed, but now he can't just leave. He closed his eyes and wanted to be quiet, but at this moment, the pitiful appearance of the little girl appeared in front of him again, making him feel soft again.

...

Why.

Just think it's for this child.

I believe both parents and wives can understand.

...

"Dada."

He tapped the tree beard gently, and the blue halo suddenly dimmed, and then he fell asleep.

No dreaming.

The girl did not wake up in the middle of the night and cried and wanted to return to the village.

Yin Junzhu did not turn back quietly, and ran over to tease him.

He did not get up halfway, to watch the last scene, or to isolate himself from a corner of the restaurant, and watch people revel in a quiet manner.

In this way, I slept peacefully for a night.

...

early morning.

When Yang Yuhan woke up, it was already dawn.

He opened the cage nest and found that Chen Congwu had left, and Feng Shengshou was sitting on the branches beside him, telling stories to the girl in his arms while using wind techniques to wrap a pile of extremely tiny green fragments, changing into various monsters, monsters, mountains, rivers and rivers to match the plot.

Yang Yuhan walked over, and the wind was just over. The girl was still unsatisfied and begged to the singing, "Auntie, Qing'er still wants to listen."

Feng Sheng slowly smiled and said, "Haha, then let your uncle tell you another one, okay?"

"Okay!" the girl responded innocently, and then she handed it to Yu Han by Feng Sheng.

Yang Yuhan held it in her arms, and when she was hugged by her gentle little hand, she felt her heart melting. At the same time, he made up his mind to avenge the child and arrest An Changzai.

"Uncle." The girl called out, her crisp voice like the sound of nature.

Yang Yuhan also agreed in a slight voice: "Hey!"

For some reason, the girl was very close to him, smiled again, and called out mischievously: "Uncle!"

Yang Yuhan was overjoyed and laughed a few times: "Hahaha...hey!" But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt lonely: How could those people be so cruel to such a beautiful little girl?

Why……

"Uncle, Qing'er wants to hear the story."

"Okay, okay~ My uncle will tell you a story about "The Scholar of the Goose Cage".

"good!"

Why……
Chapter completed!
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