Ghosts Know What I Experienced

After Ziying was pulled into the hall by the first emperor, the tall bronze gate was slowly closed.

Everyone in the metaphysics world still held their magic weapons and did not dare to relax. They didn't relax until the majestic and majestic hall completely disappeared into the air.All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion, and Pei Yu also put down his weapon, panting heavily, and said, "This is the solution? Qin III has returned to Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum, and Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum has been buried underground again. There is nothing wrong with us underneath, right? "

"That thing just now...is it really Qin Shihuang?"

"Damn it, Qin Shi Huang is alive! He is alive!"

"Don't worry, old man. What should I do if Qin Shihuang walks out of the hall and wants to destroy the metaphysics world?"

As soon as these words fell to the ground, there was silence in the wilderness.

Pei Yu muttered in a low voice: "Then Qin Shihuang was already horrified like this before he even left the gate of the palace, and he was struck by lightning. If he really came out... what else can he do, wait for death."

Xi Jia listened to Pei Yu's words, thought carefully for a moment, and felt that what she said was quite reasonable.At least after Pei Yu said so, everyone in the metaphysics circle was silent for a while, and they all agreed.

Taoist Qishan: "It's dead anyway, so let's just leave it alone. Come on, the matter with Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum is finally settled, I can go back to sleep and take a hot bath, right?"

"Pindao's hands are itchy, which fellow daoist will start off with the poor daoist?"

"Amitabha, what's the point of fighting and killing? It's better to steal some energy, plant trees and water flowers. Fellow Taoist, do you have energy today?"

Xi Jia: "..."

Just leave it alone, is this really a man? ! ! !

Most of the unreliable celestial masters in the metaphysics world, but there are still a few reliable ones.After Ziying returned to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, Ye Jingzhi, Zhenxiu Zhenjun and others stayed behind and held a meeting.

Zhenjun Xixiu said seriously: "Just now, fellow Taoists, have you noticed that Qin Shihuang seems to be unable to leave the mausoleum?"

A Taoist priest with a white beard nodded and said, "That's right, the poor Taoist has seen it. If that person is really Qin Shihuang, then when he stretched out his hand out of the first emperor's mausoleum, a lot of Yin Qi leaked out, and it seems that he can't walk out of that gate."

Master Xixiu nodded: "Qin III called that man 'Father Emperor', that man in black must be the First Emperor."

Taoist Qishan and unreliable celestial masters like Pei Yu treat this matter as "I can't stop the sky falling, so I might as well go have fun first." For the future of the academic world, consider whether this change in Qin Shihuang's mausoleum will bring disaster to the world.

Xi Jia didn't listen to them very much, they talked about enchantment for a while, and spells for a while, which made him confused.Xi Jia opened her right hand and looked at her palm, it was smooth and there was nothing unusual.

Really no problem?

When shaking hands with Ziying, Xi Jia obviously felt the palm of his hand was hot, as if something was branded on it.But looking carefully now, the skin is smooth and has long since returned to its original body temperature, so it doesn't look like there is anything wrong with it.

The meeting in the metaphysics world gradually came to an end, and Zhenxiu Xiuzhen made a final decision: "Every three months in the future, we will arrange a few fellow Taoists to come to Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum to strengthen the barrier, and at the same time monitor what happened here. Fellow Taoists, what do you think? ?”

Everyone agreed.

Xi Jia looked down at his palm, and after touching it for a while, he reluctantly put it down.But just when he looked away, suddenly, the palm of his hand was extremely hot, Xi Jia looked down in astonishment, only to see a small red seal script vaguely revealed on the palm.

Xi Jia looked at the palm in astonishment.Ye Jingzhi didn't listen to what Zhenjun Xixiu said at all. During the meeting, he kept deserting and watching Xi Jia secretly.As soon as something happened to Xi Jia, Ye Jingzhi's eyes froze, and he directly grabbed his hand.

The small red seal characters shone in Xi Jia's palm, Ye Jingzhi raised his head and said, "Senior Qin, do you know this character?"

Immortal Qin looked down and said, "Ying! This is the surname of the Daqin royal family, the word Ying!"

Everyone turned to look here.

Xi Jia gradually felt that the temperature in his palm was no longer so hot, and he felt a little more comfortable, but the red "Win" character was still engraved on his palm.

Zhenxiu Xiuzhen and others quickly gathered around. Ye Jingzhi held Xi Jia's hand tightly and refused to let go, but Wuxiang Qingli had already been taken out from the other side. He solemnly asked Master Qin: "This word Why is it in his palm, will it hurt him?"

The small bronze dice was tightly squeezed by its owner, Ye Jingzhi's movement of holding Xi Jia was very gentle, but holding Wuxiang Qingli's hand was already a prisoner of death.It seemed that as long as Master Qin said the word "dangerous", he could immediately rush to the ground and break into Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum.

Since Qin Zhenren was the celestial master present who knew the Qin Dynasty best, he carefully looked at Xi Jia's hand for a long time, then recited a spell, and pointed his finger on the word "Win".From the beginning to the end, there was no reaction to this word, it just glowed quietly.

An old man in a big padded jacket pushed aside the crowd and strode in: "Why do you ask this old guy Qin for this kind of thing? Let the old man do it!"

Ye Jingzhi's eyes lit up: "Senior Che Qu."

This old man called "Che Qu", half of the hair on his head had fallen out, and he was wearing a big red padded jacket. The old god walked up to Xi Jia.He waved his hand at Ye Jingzhi, put his finger on Xi Jia's wrist pretending to be mysterious, recited a few more spells, looked at the red "Win" character for a long time, and finally sighed: "This Little friend, haven't you been sleeping well lately?"

Xi Jia was taken aback: Can you see this?

Che Qu touched his bare chin, and said: "You young people, you just live irregularly, relying on your youth, and stay up late every day. There is no cure for your disease, so I will give you seven words, go to bed early Get up early and be healthy!"

Everyone understands this saying, but it is difficult to do it.Xi Jia nodded, even if he listened.

When Che Qu saw this, he turned his head and was about to leave. Ye Jingzhi immediately said, "Senior, what word?"

Che Qu slapped his head: "Oh my god, I forgot the business. The old man checked this little friend's body carefully. Except for a little weakness and a little bit of Yin Qi, there is nothing wrong with him. There is no Yin evil in his body. Nor was he cursed."

Since Qin Zhenren asked: "Then what does the word 'ying' mean? This is the national surname of Daqin."

Che Qu: "This old man can't control it, the old man only knows that little friend's health is fine."

Qin Zhenren frowned: "It is definitely related to Qin III. My Dinghai faction has been involved with Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum for 300 years, and I have collected many secrets of the Qin Dynasty. When I go back, I will look through it carefully, and maybe I can find strange things."

The characters on Xi Jia's palm appeared too coincidentally, it happened to appear after Ziying returned to Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, and it was also the word "Win", which made all the masters in the metaphysics circle very nervous.The meeting just ended, because of this word, continued.

Ye Jingzhi didn't participate in the meeting directly this time, and stood by the side, reciting spells and casting spells on the word in Xi Jia's palm all the time, but no matter what he did, the word just existed there safely.

The celestial master in black kept his head down and kept trying various methods.As soon as Xi Jia lowered his head, he could see Ye Jingzhi's focused and serious eyes. He carefully held his hand, trying to eliminate the word with magic weapons and spells over and over again.

In the wilderness, the masters of metaphysics held a meeting loudly, and Xi Jia looked down at Ye Jingzhi, who held his hand.

The breeze blew past, blowing Ye Jingzhi's hair up, revealing a pair of deep eyes.

Xi Jia whispered, "Master Ye."

Ye Jingzhi raised his head, his eyes were clear, the small black mole in his right eye was quietly hidden in the depths, and he looked at Xi Jia seriously.

Xi Jia said: "This is something that Ziying left me. I think...he would not harm me. If he really wanted to hurt me, he would have done it long ago. We have many opportunities to be alone. He has never taken the initiative to talk to me. There have been conflicts. You don’t need to pay too much attention to this matter, you can think about it with other masters, why Ziying left this thing to me, and what is his intention. This matter may be more important.” You don’t need to always care about him A person's problem can be concerned about the major issues of the entire metaphysical world.

The daughter-in-law said it again: You don't have to care about me.

Ye Jingzhi's lips opened slightly, and then closed gently.He held Xi Jia's hand, feeling a little bit lost in his heart, but when he looked up and saw the warm smile of this young man, the faint sense of loss suddenly dissipated, and a warm feeling flooded his heart.

A few weeks ago, he didn't know that this person was his fiancée. In order to chant a spell for this person, he lived in the other person's house.

It is impossible for a six-year-old child to grow up alone, in both the mortal world and the metaphysics world.

Ye Jingzhi was actually helped by many seniors when he was a child, Taoist Qishan, Master Buxing, Zhenxiu... They had a good relationship with Yi Lingzi. When their old friend passed away unexpectedly, they all wanted to take Ye Jingzhi as their disciple. in order to take care of the young child.But Ye Jingzhi refused.

Pei Yu once talked about this matter with Xi Jia, but only described the matter itself, not the follow-up and reason of this matter.

The reason for the refusal was only understood by Ye Jing.But the follow-up of this incident was that many seniors gave Ye Jingzhi some help in private.Ye Jingzhi lives alone, learns spells by himself, and slowly grows into the Ye Yanwang he is today through the secret books of his master left by Yi Lingzi.

Over the years, the help of the seniors has always been limited, and it is impossible for them to take care of Ye Jingzhi's life.The house Yi Lingzi left behind was not big, it was an old house built in the last century, only [-] square meters.

Yi Lingzi often said to Ye Jingzhi before his death: "Jingzhi, the most important thing for us ghost-hunting celestial masters is money. As a master, I can catch ghosts once for those rich people, and the starting point is seven figures. Even if they want to hire As a teacher, as a teacher, I don’t bother to look at them. But do you know why you are so rich and still live in such a house?”

Xiao Ye Jingzhi replied honestly: "Because Master likes to gamble, he loses everything every time."

Yi Lingzi's old face darkened: "Nonsense...nonsense! As a teacher, as a teacher, this is to exercise your willpower! Ghost-hunting master, you can't be coquettish, and you can't be extravagant. If you meet a powerful ghost in the future, chase it You have to chase for a few days and nights, eat and sleep in the open air, and wear stars and moons, you have to endure this kind of hardship, you know? You are wise as a teacher, and you have cultivated the spirit of hard work since childhood!"

Xiaoye Jingzhi is a little unclear.

Master Mingming often gambles with Senior Qishan and Senior Unconsciousness to play money, and every time he loses, he will use Wuxiang Qingli to hit others to play tricks and use wine to drown his sorrows.After getting drunk, he kept saying, "I won't gamble anymore, I won't gamble again!" After three days, several people got together to gamble again.

Master really has no money, so why should he cultivate the spirit of hard work?

When Taoist Qishan came to report the accidental death of Yi Lingzi, he brought back Wuxiang Qingli to Ye Jingzhi and gave him a large sum of money.There was only so much Taoist Qishan could do. He was at his peak at the time and would often go out to catch ghosts. It was impossible to have time to visit Ye Jingzhi often, so he could only help this old friend's apprentice as much as possible materially.

Master said that this small house is to exercise your hard-working spirit.

Xiaoye Jingzhi feels that this house is very big, there is no master, only him.

Although the master is very unreliable, every time before going to bed, he would say "good night" to him.In the countless nights that followed, Xiaoye Jingzhi held Wuxiang Qingli and Taishan Stone in his arms, and said "good night" to them before going to bed, but no one said "good night" to him again.

It wasn't until 19 years later that he moved into that person's house with anxiety.

Seeing Pei Yu in Sucheng, Ye Jingzhi was also very surprised.He knew that this young celestial master was the proud disciple of Taoist Tianci, and he was ranked very high in the Mo Dou list.He didn't know how to get along with the younger generation of celestial masters like Pei Yu, and he didn't know how to reject Xi Jia's kindness, so he could only live in the same house with them nervously.

In the evening, Pei Yu said in the living room, Ye Yan Wang is very scary, Ye Yan Wang is so scary.

Ye Jingzhi was standing in front of the window of the guest room, looking at the moon in the sky.

Pei Yu talked a lot to that sulky young man, Ye Jingzhi didn't interrupt, he just looked at the moon.Slowly, Pei Yu finally fell asleep, he stopped talking, and Ye Jingzhi also felt that he should do something as a gift, thanking that young man for allowing him to live here.

Then, he heard a knock on the door.When he opened it, the young man smiled softly at him, and said to him——

"Master Ye, good night."

Ye Jingzhi's eyes widened, staring at the person in front of him, until the person left, his heart was still beating violently.

Recalling the "good night" hidden in the deepest part of his heart, Ye Jingzhi slowly lowered his eyes, still holding Xi Jia's hand, trying his best to help him remove the scarlet letter on his palm.He didn't say a word, and Xi Jia couldn't speak, but looking at the silent man in front of him, for some reason, Xi Jia always felt that her heart was never so peaceful as it is now.

Ye Jingzhi kept his head down, chanting mantras and casting spells over and over again.Xi Jia watched like this, the wind in his ears slowly dissipated, and the hand held by the other party felt a burst of warm breath.Where the skin touches, a feeling of peace of mind gradually permeates.

"...Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The deep male voice was lost in the wind, and Xi Jia couldn't hear it clearly."What?" he asked.

Ye Jingzhi raised his head, and there was a quiet Milky Way lying in his black eyes, and he said word by word: "Xi Jia, I'm here."

At this moment, the heart beats the fastest.Never had such a heartbeat before, Xi Jia stared blankly at the man in front of him, unable to utter a single word.

Plop plop!

Plop plop!

Xi Jia suddenly withdrew his finger, covering the words on his palm, and Ye Jingzhi looked at him in surprise.

Xi Jia hesitated for a long time, restraining the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said, "Master Ye, is there some misunderstanding between us? Are you treating me too..." The voice stopped abruptly, Xi Jia's eyes widened, and he was shocked. looking ahead.

Ye Jingzhi asked, "Xi Jia?"

Xi Jia: "..."

Ye Jingzhi was anxious: "What's the matter? Do you have anything to say to me?"

Xi Jia silently glanced at Ye Jing, then looked down at her palm.He spread his palms, looked at the red word "Win" on his palm, and finally looked expressionlessly at the masters of the metaphysics world who were still discussing fiercely in the distance, and said loudly: "Masters, I think I know what this word means." Something happened. Ziying... just talked to me."

In the middle of the flat wilderness, a group of masters surrounded Xi Jia, watching him carefully like a rare animal.

Xi Jia was doing simultaneous interpretation while listening to the voice in his head: "Ziying said that he knew from the very beginning that he might not be able to enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. request, leaving a passage for Fusu. More than 2000 years ago, after Ziying was carried in by the eunuch, the passage was blocked, and the entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor was as dense as a cage. Can't get out."

Qin Zhenren hurriedly echoed: "Yes, for more than 300 years, we have not been able to enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and the things inside have never come out. This time, if the old bald donkey did not wake up and made an accident, Qin III You shouldn't have come out at all." After finishing speaking, he gave Master Unconscious a look.

Unawakened master: "Amitabha, the poor monk...the poor monk does not speak."

Xi Jia continued: "So Ziying couldn't push or knock on the door before. It's a matter of course. Since he escaped from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, it's very difficult to go back. It's not that Qin Shihuang deliberately made things difficult for him, but that this The mausoleum does not allow outsiders to enter."

Since Qin Zhenren had an incomprehensible obsession with the Mausoleum of the First Emperor: "Then why did he go in later?"

Xi Jia looked at Master Qin, "It was Qin Shihuang who took him in."

Master Qin: "Huh?"

Xi Jia: "This master should have seen it with his own eyes. It was Shihuang himself who showed up and took him in. Ziying said that if Shihuang didn't show up, it would be impossible for him to enter. Shihuang spent some strength to help him. After opening the gate of the mausoleum, Ziying can go back."

"I see."

"Do you dare to say that Qin Shihuang really just came to pick up his son home, didn't he come to fight with me?"

"I just said, where did the father and son come from for the overnight enmity? No matter how much Qin Shihuang didn't like his son, it was impossible for him to watch his son stay outside and lose his soul."

Everyone in the metaphysical world breathed a sigh of relief.

Xi Jia heard Ziying's voice in his mind, slowly frowned, and continued to repeat: "It is precisely because Ziying feels that he can't go back, and sooner or later his soul will fly away, so he left this idea to me. He Originally, he wanted to help me say good things when I met Qin Shihuang in the future, because I..." I look a bit like Hu Hai, and he wanted to persuade Shihuang not to beat me up.

She couldn't say what she said later, Xi Jia desperately didn't want to admit that she and Hu Hai looked alike.

He held back for a long time, then changed his words: "For some reason, Ziying left me an idea. Now that he has successfully returned to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, this idea has no meaning of existence, but he just discovered that he You can talk to me through your mind."

Immortal Qin hurriedly said: "Ask him, how is the situation in Shihuang's Mausoleum now? How about Qin Shihuang?"

Xi Jia said: "Shihuang woke up from a deep sleep, and spent energy to bring Ziying into Shihuang's Mausoleum. Now he sleeps on the Milky Way to recover his strength. Ziying said that Shihuang will not wake up within a year."

Everyone in the metaphysical world was completely relaxed now.

However, at the next moment, Xi Jia said: "Before Shi Huang fell into a deep sleep, he said that since Ziying can leave the Emperor's Mausoleum, he will try it anytime to see if he can get out of the Emperor's Mausoleum. If he can..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at Xi Jia: "Can you go out? What if you can go out?"

Xi Jia sighed and said, "Shi Huang said that he wants to establish the Qin Dynasty again."

The masters of the metaphysics world: "..."

The next second—

"Damn it, then Qin Shihuang really wants to destroy our metaphysics world, and he still wants to be emperor!"

"We can't let Qin Shihuang catch his breath. While he is injured now, fellow Taoists, let's rush into the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang and beat him up!"

"That's right, he's injured now, it's such a great time, if you don't beat him now, when will you beat him?"

Xi Jia: "..." Is it possible for you to speak out so loudly while taking advantage of others?This is not glorious at all! ! !

Seeing that many masters have already rolled up their sleeves, and really plan to beat Qin Shihuang to the ground, Ye Jing's words hit the point: "First of all, we cannot enter the Mausoleum of Shihuang; secondly, with Qin Shihuang's strength, Ling Xiao also forbids him He left the mausoleum, it should be impossible for him to come out casually. In the end, his strength is too strong to beat."

Master Ye is very honest, if he says he can't beat him, he can't beat him, and he never shows his prestige.

The masters withered again, and Xi Jia said: "Wait, Ziying said that the first emperor really seems to be inseparable from the mausoleum, because Xu Fu used secret techniques to cast spells in the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, which made the first emperor's strength in the past 2000 years. Great increase. The first emperor originally killed countless people, his hostility was soaring, and his strength was astonishing just after his death. After staying in the mausoleum of the first emperor for 2000 years, his strength increased to a terrifying level. Ziying believes that the first emperor in a hundred years You can't get out of the inside."

The masters put down their weapons one by one.

"100 years? The old man is dead, so whatever, whatever."

"Why should the poor be in charge of things after 100 years, let those juniors take care of them!"

Xi Jia didn't want to complain about this unreliable metaphysics world for a long time, and he finally conveyed a word for Ziying: "Ziying will persuade Shihuang to stop going to war. He said that in the current world, although there are still many unreasonable things. It’s a good place, but princes and generals are kind, Daqin can’t do it, but this world can do it. No matter what happens in the future, he will try his best to dissuade Shi Huang from giving up the idea of ​​rebuilding Daqin.”

The masters of the metaphysics world usually seem to be very unreliable, but they attach great importance to this matter.In the end, according to Zhenjun Xixiu's suggestion, the metaphysics circle will arrange for celestial masters to strengthen the barrier at Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum every year, and monitor them by the way.

Ziying really wouldn't harm Xi Jia, and the red word "Win" on his palm also became a medium of communication between them.

After conveying the last words to Ziying, Xi Jia looked at the desolate and empty field and remembered the huge palace floating here out of thin air half an hour ago.He looked at the place where Ziying disappeared for the last time, and after a long time, he couldn't help asking in his heart: "Ziying... Has the Emperor forgiven you?"

In my mind, there was no reply for a long time.

After a long time, Ziying's warm and peaceful voice sounded: "Father just brought me in. After the door was closed, he ignored me again, but I can enter the fourth floor of the mausoleum. Father didn't tell me, but I think He didn't hate me. I was wrong before, and my father would never blame others for his mistakes. He once said that the strong can change his life. If something uncontrollable happens, it is his fault. Not strong enough, as long as you are strong enough, you can control your destiny and everything.”

Xi Jia was puzzled, "Then he prevented you from being reincarnated?"

Ziying smiled and said: "Maybe it's not the father who stopped me, but the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. This tomb was jointly built by Xu Fu and Li Si. Where, I don't know yet. It's hard for me to get in, but since I went out once, maybe I have a chance to go out again."

The two talked for a while, and Ziying teased, "Father didn't notice you just now, but since Father said he wanted to rebuild Daqin, he should know that Huhai killed Fusu, and Daqin has perished in my hands. So... ...Xi Jia, it's better for you to come here less often in the future."

Xi Jia: "..."

Who wants to look like Hu Hai! ! !

After solving the matter of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi went back to the hotel together.When we arrived at the hotel, it was already five o'clock in the morning. Xi Jia called Assistant Director Li to ask for leave, planning to rest in the hotel for a day instead of filming.

In today's Chang'an City, not to mention fierce ghosts, even a lonely wild ghost is hard to see.

March passed in a turmoil, and the March ranking of the Mo Dou list was also announced at midnight this morning.

Master Ye found his wife in the second half of the month and went water skiing all the way, but he had killed too many ghosts in the first half of the month, so he still ranked first and became the brightest star in the night sky, leaving No. 2 Nanyi Street.

Afterwards, the ranking of the top ten did not change much. With the advantage of a ghost, Pei Yu surpassed the Jiang brothers and sisters and kept his No. 7 position in the Mo Dou list.

In the early morning of the next day, Wanqian Tianshi happily took out his mobile phone, waiting for the update of "Ghost Knows".

Finally, "Ghost Knows" did not update and report the news about Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum in real time. After midnight, four articles appeared on the official account page in unison.

Xi Jia was washing his face at the time. After returning to the bedroom, he picked up his mobile phone, opened the WeChat official account casually, and then: "..."

Is there such a nonsense headline party like you guys! ! !

I saw that among the four articles in "Ghost Knows" today, three are related to the incident at Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, and the other is a data article, announcing the ranking of the ink fountain list and the ranking of magic weapons in March.

The headline of the article on the front page is——

"Those Years of the Great Qin Dynasty: Shihuang, is your favorite Fusu, Huhai, or Ziying?" "

This is complete bullshit!

Xi Jia clicked on the article and saw that she wrote a [-]-word short story in the style of a novel.Not one word is too many, one word is not too many, exactly [-] words.

At the beginning of the story, it is clearly stated that the historical consultant of this story is Ji Qin Zhenren of the Dinghai School, the content of the article is purely fictitious, and any similarity is absolutely coincidental.The author is only responsible for describing the most likely story, not for the truth of the story.

This story mainly talks about the daily life of Qin Shihuang educating his son.

The author is quite fair, describing Shihuang's love for Fusu and Hu Hai's doting vividly.Only when writing about Ziying, the author wrote Ziying as a poor little boy who couldn't eat enough and didn't wear warm clothes. He didn't look as good-looking as Hu Hai and didn't have the ability to support Su Qiang, just like the background wall.This article attracted a large number of mother fans for Ziying, who called Ziying at the bottom of the article.

Xi Jia didn't feel that Ziying was as miserable as described in the article, even if Ziying wasn't valued by the first emperor, he was still a serious prince and grandson.The first emperor can't afford to raise a son?Wake up, Ziying is not sallow and thin at all!

When Xi Jia read the article, his face became big, because the author exposed the fact that the first emperor wanted to rush out of the mausoleum.This matter is nothing, anyway, the seniors in the metaphysics world will make it public sooner or later, but this author actually said this——

【"My great Qin has never perished."

"Wait for me to come out of the mausoleum, move the four mountains, fix the five seas, and find my Fusu to return under the Great Wall!"

In the corner, Ziying silently lowered her head.

In the eyes of the royal father, there is only Fusu, never him. 】

Xi Jia: "..."

Something is wrong!

He has been with Ziying for so long, and Ziying is obviously a fan of Qin Shihuang, and every time he talks about Qin Shihuang, he is full of reverence.Who is this resentful Ziying!When Mingming was chatting yesterday, Ziying praised Fusu well, saying how wise and kind-hearted Fusu is, with a broad mind, and he has completely inherited the advantages of the first emperor.Inside and outside the words, there are all kinds of admiration for Fusu.

This kind of bloody article, Xi Jia closed it at a glance, complaining about this title.It's also fortunate that Qin Shihuang is still sleeping and doesn't have a mobile phone, so I can't see you talking nonsense like this.If Qin Shihuang saw this, he might be so angry that he crawled out of the grave directly, destroying "ghost knows" and destroying the entire metaphysical world.

Just as Xi Jia was thinking, she suddenly heard Ziying's voice.

"Xi Jia, I want to know the news of your world. Is there any way you can let me know about this country?"

The article was currently on Xi Jia's phone screen, and when he heard Ziying's voice, his hands trembled in fright, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

After chatting for a while, Xi Jia decided to send some books to Ziying.No need to send other things, first send primary school textbooks.From the first grade to the sixth grade, all except Chinese and mathematics will be provided, plus a set of free after-school exercises, you are welcome.

After this chat, Ziying said: "I always come to you suddenly. It's really rude. If it's convenient for you, you can find the master who is often with you and ask him to help seal the Tao I gave you. Intention. If I want to find you in the future, I won’t talk to you directly so as not to disturb you.”

Xi Jia told Ye Jingzhi about the matter, and Ye Jingzhi immediately sealed a barrier on his hand.In the future, if Ziying wants to talk to Xi Jia, the red letter in Xi Jia's palm will glow brightly, and Ziying can communicate with him only after Xi Jia draws a circle on the red "Win" character.

In the evening, Xi Jia dragged a box of elementary school textbooks, and arrived at the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang with Ye Jingzhi.

The things were dragged over, but they didn't know how to send them to Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum.Even Ziying himself could not go back to this Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, and no one in the metaphysics world could enter, let alone Xi Jia.

As if aware of Xi Jia's troubles, Ye Jingzhi silently took the box from his hand and gently placed it on the ground.Xi Jia looked at him in surprise, Ye Jingzhi put his index finger to his lips, and whispered a spell, and suddenly pointed at the suitcase, a golden flame lit up for no reason.After a while, the suitcase was burned crackling, and burned into black ashes in the golden flames.

Xi Jia asked in surprise, "Master Ye?"

Ye Jingzhi explained patiently: "He is a ghost, if you burn something, he will get it."

Xi Jia nodded understandingly.

The two went back to the hotel together, and only halfway there, Xi Jia suddenly thought: "Wait, Master Ye, if you burn the suitcase together, will the things that Ziying got are exactly the same as the original ones, or will they fall apart?" ? I mean, did he get the book, or the suitcase?"

Ye Jingzhi replied: "What you get when you burn it is what you get."

Xi Jia: "...So what Ziying got was a suitcase with books inside?"

Ye Jingzhi nodded.

Xi Jia: "..." After a while, he said quietly, "Master Ye, does Ziying really know how to unzip and open the suitcase..."

Ye Jingzhi: "..."

Xi Jia hurriedly used the word "Win" to communicate with Ziying.In any case, before Ziying split open the suitcase with his palm, stop Ziying and teach him how to open the suitcase.

After this incident happened, Ye Jingzhi didn't speak any more along the way, like a child who did something wrong, he lowered his head in self-reproach and remained silent.After returning to the hotel, Xi Jia finally discovered the abnormality of Master Ye. He felt strange at first, but gradually, he also understood Master Ye's awkward behavior.

On the way back to the room, Xi Jia quietly looked at Ye Jingzhi, the corners of her lips curled up uncontrollably.

This kind of Master Ye is very interesting, not as dull as usual, it seems to be much more lively.

Walking to the door of the room, seeing Ye Jingzhi still looking sad and depressed, Xi Jia couldn't help but tugged on his sleeve.Ye Jingzhi turned his head and looked, Xi Jia felt that he seemed a little too abrupt.He let go of Ye Jingzhi's sleeve, looked at the man's sullen look, smiled, and said, "Thank you, Master Ye, good night."

Ye Jingzhi slowly opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the black-haired young man in front of him.

After a long time, he hoarsely called out the cherished two words: "Night...good night."

The door of the room was closed, Xi Jia began to wash up, ready to go to bed, and get up early tomorrow for filming.Of course he didn't know, after he finished that sentence, Ye Yanwang, who was feared in the metaphysics world, suddenly blushed, strode to the next room, opened the door and entered.As soon as he entered the door, Ye Yanwang blushed so hot that he covered his face with his hands to hide the embarrassment on his face.

Master, the feeling of having a daughter-in-law is the same as what you said... so good.

Yi Lingzi, who wanted to cultivate a disciple of the Saint of Love, died in the ground without a word of regret, spewed out a mouthful of old blood: You traitor!I don't have your apprentice! ! !

The author has something to say: Mirror: Daughter-in-law, my daughter-in-law?(????ω????)?.

Yi Lingzi: The old man is so angry that he is about to come back to life!