Qin Liuxi and Teng Zhao left Xinghua Town, and did not rush back. Instead, they walked to the next town on Guanlu. There was no carriage for transportation. She had to use a thousand-mile digits for a day and did not secretly calculate the time until the next town. They found that Xinghua Town was quite erratic, and it took two or three hours to get away from this town.

She pulled two passers-by to ask if she knew Xinghua Town.

"Xinghua Town, is there this town?" One of them recalled carefully.

"It seems there are some," the other person thought for a while and said, "It seems that someone has heard of it, but I don't know how to go."

Qin Liuxi thanked, and the two of them walked away, and a voice said, "There is no Xinghua Town, there is no Xinghua Village, but they are all gone, so they are burned."

Teng Zhao turned around and saw that it was an old beggar who was holding a broken bowl with a wooden stick, so he took a piece of silver from his waist and put it into the bowl.

The old beggar said yo, squinted his eyes at Teng Zhao, and smiled and said, "Thank you for your goodness."

Qin Liuxi stepped forward and said, "Do you know Xinghua Village?"

"What happened decades ago is the younger generation, but there is no one else that the older generation doesn't know about? It's a village where apricot trees are planted. When the apricot blossoms bloom, it looks so beautiful. I heard that the fire broke out in autumn, and it burned all that place overnight. It's so miserable." The old beggar sighed.

“No one knows where the place exists?”

"Existence?" The old beggar shook his head: "It's impossible. I've been there too. I've been bald everywhere. Where does it exist? It's normal to say that it exists, it's a ghost. It's normal. A village is dead. It's not normal to not hit a ghost!"

Qin Liuxi curled his lips and said, "I won't know anymore."

"ah?"

Qin Liuxi owed him, so he took Teng Zhao to the Chema Shop and did not ask about Xinghua Town again.

"Master, are we not asking anymore?"

"So what if I ask? As the old beggar said, those who think it exists are all hitting guests, entering the ghost village, and having good luck. When they come out, they naturally feel that it exists. They are not lucky enough to stay there and become the townsmen who confuse outsiders." Qin Liuxi said lightly: "The Buddha's bones are gone, and the power that supports the illusion has disappeared. There is no need to ask again. Xinghua Town no longer exists. It only exists in a part of the hidden memories, and you won't remember it without mentioning it. Maybe one day in the future, there will be apricot trees there again, and someone settles in the old land and the new Xinghua Town, which reappears in people's sight."

"Mr. Yan died so unfairly." Teng Zhao pursed her lips.

Qin Liuxi lowered his head and touched the soul-raising bottle on his waist. Perhaps he died of insufficient blood supply to the brain after the liver yang was hyperactivity, but what made her mind was his memory, which was a little confused and lacking, so she did not let him reincarnate for the time being.

The carriage galloped all the way to Yuhang Green Lake.

At this time, a void soul shadow appeared in the former site of Xinghua Town. Looking at the deadly place, the wind blew, blowing the sand and dust on the ground.

Soul Shadow raised her hand, felt some of the ashes sandwiched in the dust, and her mouth curled up coldly: "It's so fast."

I went against him again and again, just like a dog skin plaster, which was really annoying.

Qin Liuxi opened his eyes in the carriage and saw outside the carriage. He pressed his chest and pressed the protruding palpitations.

...

Yuhang Green Lake.

Qin Liuxi came to the Water God Temple and did not need her to summon her. Feng Bo appeared. But this time she was shocked.

"What's wrong with your soul?" Feng Bo's soul looked particularly weak and unfixed, as if it was about to disperse. This is not right. The Water Temple is very well done and is very famous in the local area. There are many people coming to worship. As his faith increases, he should have become more and more solid.

But the truth is that the soul is not solid.

Those who practice Taoism know that all the gods, mountain gods, river gods, exist because of faith. Once they lose faith, they will disperse.

As the water god here in Green Lake, Feng Bo became a demigod by chance, but what he needed is the faith of believers. If he lost it, he would no longer be a god, especially the Buddha bones in his soul. Without the faith of the righteous merits, it is unknown whether the Buddha bones will fight back.

Nowadays, the incense in the Water Temple is endless, but his soul is unstable, so it is a bit strange.

"I don't know, I find that my power of faith is losing." Feng Bo frowned and said, "No matter how much power of faith I absorb, they are losing and cannot fall into my soul. Instead, my soul is a little violent and I feel like I want to lose control."

Qin Liuxi frowned: "What's the situation if you want to lose control?"

"There is a desire to destroy the world. The more suppressed it, the faster the divine power it consumes." Feng Bo said with a calm face: "I suspect it is because of that Buddha bone."

"Um?"

"Whenever I suppress it, it feels like it is about to pull out the soul and fight against me. The more it fights, the weaker I am."

Qin Liuxi looked at his legs and thoughtful.

"I can't absorb the power of faith, and I have to suppress this desire. Now I can still suppress it. If one day, I can't be suppressed, will I become that evil Buddha?"

Qin Liuxi looked up: "Why do you think so?"

Feng Bo touched his legs and said, "Because I will want to be free for a moment."

Qin Liuxi thought of the desire that arises when he held the Buddha's bones. It was the power there that wanted to pull her down, dance with her, and assimilate her.

After thousands of years, the remaining power of the Buddha bones is still so powerful. How strong is he at his peak? When he was full of spiritual energy, was he just one step away from ascending to become a god?

"Can you strip it off?" Qin Liuxi asked.

Feng Bo was stunned. He closed his eyes slightly, thought to pull the Buddha bone out of his soul.

However, as he stripped away, his soul became weaker and wanted to disintegrate.

Dark clouds pressed against the top and the water surface vibrated.

"Master." Teng Zhao looked at Green Lake with a look of horror.

Qin Liuxi glanced at the water in Green Lake, which was rising rapidly and was shaking. Not far away, a cruise ship was staying on the lake surface. There was a scream in the boat, and someone fell into the water and shouting for help.

Under the green lake, the fish turned white as if there was an earthquake.

Some people knelt by the lake and worshiped the water god, with horror on their faces.

Qin Liuxi quickly stopped Feng Bo from pulling away from the Buddha's bones.

Feng Bo opened his eyes, his soul became weaker, and the golden light of merit on his body became a little dim.

Qin Liuxi's mind turned sharply. He became a water god because he had obtained the Buddha's bones and merged the power in it to save people. After obtaining merits, he became a demigod. If he was removed from this Buddha's bone, would he still be a demigod?

No, if you are withdrawn, can you still become a demigod with his empty soul?

If he lets go, he will neither absorb the power of faith nor pull away from the Buddha's bone green lake, and he will be in turmoil. He will also have to suppress the Buddha's bones to fight back. Once he can't suppress it, is he the water god Feng Bo or the evil Buddha Shi Luo?

Dilemma.

"Girl, can you finish me with your own hands?" Feng Bo looked over and his voice was deep.
Chapter completed!