Huang Quan's companion

The inner house of Zhu's mansion was brightly lit, and there was a long table with a three-legged incense burner in the courtyard. The smell of incense was so strong that talisman papers floated all over the floor, and bells hung on the veranda eaves were tinkling.

Yang Jinshu cautiously stepped in by the door, only to hear the bell above his head getting louder.

He was so upset that he closed his eyes, resisted the discomfort, and slowly looked inside.

A fierce ghost was trapped in the magic circle in the center of the courtyard, with disheveled hair and claws, screaming shrillly.Three or four Taoist priests kept chanting mantras around Li Gui, holding yellow talismans in their hands, pointing directly at Li Gui who was struggling in the formation.

The Zhu family hid aside and hugged each other tremblingly. The children were so frightened that they cried loudly.

"Jin Shu, is there a person standing in the northeast corner?" A magic stick came from above his head and asked in a low voice.

Yang Jinshu took a closer look, and there was a man standing faintly in the northeast corner of the yard, wearing a dark robe, almost blending into the night.However, that man is tall and straight, his whiskers are like snow, he stands with his hands behind his back, with a hibiscus crown on his head, he is actually a person of profound morality.

The Taoist priest looked at the magic circle in the courtyard from a distance, but did not step forward, maybe it was his disciple who was doing the needle.

At this moment, the priest seemed to be aware of his gaze, and suddenly turned his head, his eyes were cold and clear, and an invisible sense of oppression came over his face.

Yang Jinshu felt dizzy and took two steps back.

The Taoist priest stepped out of the corner, and his face appeared under the silver light. The sharp-edged facial features are very different from those of ordinary cultivators. His high nose bridge and tight lip line made him exude a frightening coldness. breath.

When Yang Jinshu saw his face, he became even more dizzy: "He...he is not..."

The Taoist priest yelled at the top of his head: "Grandma's, why is he?! Jin Shu, go away!"

Yang Jinshu didn't need his orders, he had already fled away.The Taoist priest was so powerful that they couldn't resist at all.Who would have thought that there would be such a high-level cultivator in the family of a wealthy businessman in a small county?Do evil!

Yang Jinshu staggered out of the gate of Zhu's Mansion. After leaving the magic circle, he regained his strength a little. Seeing Shi Tianning and Hetang approaching, he hurriedly said: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go!"

Shi Tianning didn't know what happened in such a short period of time to make him so embarrassed, he quickly winked and asked He Tang to come up to help, and quickly left with Yang Jinshu on the left and right.

A group of ghosts ran to the outskirts of the county, and the gloomy air finally made them relax.

Yang Jinshu waved his hand to break away from the help of the two, raised his hand and knocked on the umbrella bone: "Master Dao, come out."

The magic stick came out of the umbrella with a whoosh, jumped to the ground and ran away.

Shi Tianning quickly grabbed him back: "Where are you going, magic stick?"

The magic stick struggled: "Go back to the mass grave! Keep playing, I'm leaving!"

Shi Tianning didn't let go, he turned his head and asked Yang Jinshu, "What's going on?"

Yang Jinshu smiled wryly: "I met someone I know."

He Tang: "Who is it?"

The magic stick gritted his teeth: "Who else? My past life's injustice!"

He Tang suddenly realized: "Your apprentice?"

"Yes, it's that little bastard!" After scolding Shi Tianning, the magic stick stared at Shi Tianning, "Give it up, brother! I'm going to run away!"

Shi Tianning was surprised: "The one who murdered and divided the body was he and not you, why are you running?"

"Oh, aren't you stupid?" the magic stick said angrily, "Isn't he killing and dismembering my body just to make my soul fly away? It turns out that my three souls and seven souls are fine, so how can I disperse my soul with a whisk? The old man has raised his soul for several years, how could he be allowed to commit crimes! Let me slip away now!"

He made a clever effort to break free from Shi Tianning's shackles, and flew half a mile away in an instant.

He Tang didn't expect this kind of thing to happen when he went home to avenge himself, and he was dumbfounded.

Yang Jinshu said softly: "Zhu Mansion is heavily guarded now, and there are Taoist priests in charge, we should find another opportunity. There is still some time before dawn, let's go back too."

He Tang was helpless, but he also knew that he was not capable enough, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, let's wait until those Taoist priests leave."

Shi Tianning rolled his eyes wildly, he came down the mountain to play, but in the end he had to go back home without doing anything, bored.

Just about to turn back, the magic stick suddenly appeared again, shouting: "Yang Jinshu! Quickly open the umbrella and let me hide!"

Yang Jinshu hadn't closed the Shura umbrella at first, so he opened it when he heard the words, and asked, "What's the matter..."

The magic stick was attached to the umbrella in an instant, and said: "Just pretend I'm not here!"

As soon as the words fell, the three ghosts felt a chill all over their bodies, and a faint purple light vibrated, and the cold-faced Taoist priest they met in the courtyard just now came in front of them.

This Taoist priest was about 23 or [-] years old, with a white face and tall, long eyebrows flying slantingly, his eyes were as bright as morning stars, and his appearance was very handsome. However, his awe-inspiring arrogance made him powerful without anger, and the black Taoist robe moved automatically in the night without wind.He looked at the three in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Where are you little ghosts, you are wandering here, disturbing people's dreams?"

He Tang hid on Yang Jinshu's back and cursed in a low voice: "What kind of Taoist is this? Oh my god, why can't I help but tremble when he comes over! The baby is scared to death!"

Yang Jinshu patted his arm, and replied: "This man's morality is so advanced that he is already at the level of ghosts, you are afraid that he is normal."

Shi Tianning snorted: "We can't go out for a stroll at night?"

The Taoist priest was unmoved, and continued to ask: "Your magic power is low, and you are no more than twenty miles away from the place of burial...are you lonely ghosts from mass graves?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? The lonely and wild ghosts in the mass graves have caught your bad luck?"

Yang Jinshu hurriedly stopped Shi Tianning's nonsense, and said politely to the Taoist priest, "Don't blame the Taoist priest, my friend has such a personality, and he didn't intend to target him. We are indeed from the mass grave, my child Playful, there is nothing to play on the top of the mountain, and we wanted to go down the mountain for a stroll, so we found a late night when no one was around, and took him down the mountain for a walk. There was no malice, let alone hurt anyone. convenient."

Daoist: "Who are you?"

"My surname is Yang, my name is Jinshu, and I live forever. My father is a teacher from the county academy..."

Before he finished speaking, the Taoist priest nodded: "Oh, it's you, the tomb in the back mountain of the Yang family belongs to you?"

Yang Jinshu frowned. I don't know why he thought of this immediately, so he nodded and said, "It's indeed me."

"How many years have you been dead?"

"More than seven years."

"Oh." The Taoist leader responded, and suddenly said, "Did you see me in the mountain behind your house three years ago?"

"..." Yang Jinshu didn't expect him to ask this question, and he froze immediately, not knowing how to answer.

He Tang's expression changed when he heard Yang Jinshu talk about that old incident, and he couldn't help but worry about Yang Jinshu.

The expression on the long face became more and more serious: "Why, did you also come down the mountain to play three years ago?"

Yang Jinshu sighed inwardly, and had no choice but to say: "To tell you the truth, that winter... I did meet you."

The priest's face froze suddenly, and he said in a stern voice: "You... have you really seen me?"

Yang Jinshu nodded.

The other party is silent.

Shi Tianning knew that the god stick came to the mass grave three years ago, because the god stick was trained at Yang Jinshu's place at first, so other people didn't know what happened when he died. Listening to their conversation now, it seems that there is something inside ?Resisting the urge to interrupt, he watched them talk.

Yang Jinshu noticed that He Tang was trembling all the time, so he couldn't help but said: "Master Dao, if there is nothing wrong with you, we will go back. Yin time is approaching, if we don't go back, we are afraid that something will happen."

"You..." the Taoist priest asked hesitantly, "Did you... see everything?"

Yang Jinshu nodded.

"Then... have you... seen his soul?" When the Taoist priest asked, his frozen face collapsed in an instant, and there seemed to be many complicated thoughts in his eyes that were hesitant to speak.

Yang Jinshu said indifferently: "The body of a person who died suddenly was completely lost. Where did the soul come from? The Taoist priest is a cultivator, how can he not even know such a trivial matter?"

The Taoist priest's face turned pale, and his figure flickered, as if he had been hit hard.

Yang Jinshu took the opportunity to wink at Shi Tianning, took He Tang and left quickly.

The priest was distracted and didn't even catch up.

Several people returned to the back of Yang's house before dawn, all with damaged hearts and souls. Yang Jinshu's house has good feng shui and is suitable for self-cultivation.Shi Tianning found a room to rest, He Tang had already passed out on the way back, and took a nap on Yang Jinshu's shoulder.Yang Jinshu put him on the bed to rest, and stuffed a candle for him beside the pillow, waiting for him to eat when he was hungry.

After finishing all this work, he went to the study with an umbrella, knocked on the ribs and shouted: "Master Dao, we are back, come out."

The magic stick asked: "What about the little bastard?"

"Didn't follow."

The magic stick panted, crawled out slowly, fell down on the chair and sighed: "What a crime! I haven't gone out for a few years, and when I go out, I run into an enemy. I forgot to tell my fortune. It's not suitable to go out tonight!"

Yang Jinshu sat on another chair, stuffed a small candle for him, and asked, "Is your apprentice so powerful?"

"He's amazing, he's even stronger now than he was three years ago." The Taoist priest didn't show any politeness to him, he gnawed on a candle and said, "When I met him before, I was dead, but now when I meet him, I'm sure I'll be out of my wits, ouch, I'm afraid just thinking about it." , Fortunately, you brought the Shura Umbrella."

"what is his name?"

The magic stick paused, the name was simply a fatal spell, it made my heart burn when I thought about it!He said vaguely: "The name of the little bastard is nice. It's called Min Yuejun. I named it. People in the world call it Mingyue Jun, but girls like it."

Yang Jinshu thought of that Taoist with star-like eyes, handsome appearance, lonely and indifferent, indeed worthy of the title "Mr. Mingyue".

"What about you? What's your name?"

Shenzhu laughed dryly: "I...my name doesn't sound good."

Yang Jinshu smiled: "There is always a name."

The magic stick touched his nose and said in a low voice: "I... I have no father, no mother, and no surname. My master named me Qingrong. I hope that one day I can wear that top Qing hibiscus crown. Unfortunately, I am not good at learning. I also think the name is too feminine, so I call myself Daoist Qingrong to the outside world, Qing with green mountains and green waters, Rong with lost glory."

Yang Jinshu pursed his lips to hold back a smile, and teased, "Actually, Qingrong is not bad, after all, it's your master's high hope."

The magic stick laughed and scolded: "Fart! This name caused me to be ridiculed by my seniors since I was a child. Fortunately, I went to the rivers and lakes to be deceived and abducted, otherwise my reputation will be ruined!"

"You still have a clear name?"

"Get lost! You've been with that brat, He Tang, for a long time, and your mouth has learned to lose it!"

Although Yang Jinshu was joking, he did not forget the serious matter: "What will your apprentice do?"