Meow, there are ghosts haunting

Hearing that Mu Ziyu said that he wanted to give him something, Ji Chengzhi pricked up his ears, his eyes were full of curiosity, he turned over like a turtle, kicked his hind legs on the table, and slid over.

I saw Mu Ziyu put a scroll on the table, it looked familiar, but for some reason, I felt a pain in my forehead.

"It was left by the great master before he left. After I came back, I asked Shen Hua to go to the paper-making shop to have a look. It was already empty."

Ji Chengzhi is a ghost messenger who abides by the rules of the underworld. Suhua couldn't beat him, so he escaped, but it doesn't matter, he still has to report to the underworld.

"This is a scroll." Ji Chengzhi fiddled with his paws curiously, rolling around, as if it was fun.

There are small traps on the scroll, but for Mu Ziyu, who has a deep research on antiques, the traps are useless, and he quickly unraveled it. When he opened it, he saw that it was written in a thin wolf pen with rich pictures and texts.

The font is ancient Chinese, and Mu Ziyu can tell at a glance that this is the most mysterious ghost country character in ancient times. The picture is very detailed, there are lying, lying, sitting, and standing, and red lines are drawn on it.

Ji Chengzhi leaned over to look at the contents of the test paper: "Turn to the left to become Yin, turn to the right to become Yang, Yin is the source of Qi, gathers the spirit of the sky, gathers the Dantian..."

"Do you understand?" Mu Ziyu, who was thinking about how to translate the words above, slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Of course I can understand it. This is a ghost language, and the underworld uses this word." As he spoke, Ji Chengzhi moved his buttocks and rubbed his tail against Mu Ziyu's chin.

"Yeah... eh..." The more Ji Chengzhi looked at the above content, the more surprised he became.

Pressing the cat's tail that was teasing her mischievously under her palm, Mu Ziyu said, "Why?"

"This is the cultivation method of ghost cultivators. The great master actually gave you such an important thing." Ji Chengzhi's cat eyes were shining brightly, and he looked very excited.

"For me? Isn't it for you?"

"This is for people to practice." Ji Chengzhi held up the scroll in front of Mu Ziyu, and said, "The great master must have seen that you have the same fate as him, so he gave this to you. As long as you practice this, you will be happy." It can restrain the Yin Qi floating out of unconsciousness."

This is a good thing, Mu Ziyu knows how to restrain his yin energy, he no longer has to worry all the time that Mu Ziyu will be noticed by something, and then be caught and eaten.

Mu Ziyu looked at the content on the scroll, slightly thinned his lips, and said, "Then how do you practice this!?"

Now it is the age of doomsday, and those cultivation techniques, exercises, and spells have long been lost and become legends.

No matter how smart Mu Ziyu is, the cultivation methods on this scroll are equivalent to heavenly scriptures in his eyes.

Ji Chengzhi looked at him, rolled and jumped off the table, landed and turned into a human, hooked Mu Ziyu's arm, and said, "Yes, enter the room, I'll teach you."

As a ghost messenger, he has received systematic guidance on the exercises of the underworld. It is absolutely no problem to teach Mu Ziyu how to practice.

After entering the room, Ji Chengzhi pressed Mu Ziyu on the bed, with a smile in his eyes, held Mu Ziyu's face in his hands, and pressed his forehead together.

The two breaths were entangled, Ji Chengzhi sniffed, and said, "It smells really good..."

Mu Ziyu: ...

"Close your eyes and concentrate."

One command, one action.

Mu Ziyu closed his eyes and concentrated,

I don't know how long it took, he felt a puff of air slowly circulating in his body, gathered on his head, turned around again, and flowed to his lower abdomen...

Then, when Mu Ziyu opened his eyes, he found that his whole body was emitting black air, which shocked him greatly.

"I'm always like this!?" Mu Ziyu felt the flow of black air coming out of his body. He was joking in front of Ji Chengzhi before, but now he finally saw it with his own eyes.

"With me sucking Yin Qi for you, the Yin Qi that usually comes out is very light. You have just circulated the Yin Yuan Qi, and when you are stimulated, a large amount of Yin Qi will come out."

Ji Chengzhi licked his lips. In his eyes, Mu Ziyu, who was sulking at the moment, was a delicious meal that nourished his yin and nourished his energy. , and eat it.

"What should we do now?" Mu Ziyu rarely showed a blank expression.

Ji Chengzhi turned over and rolled aside, laying on his side with his head in one hand, and said, "You have to imagine Yin Qi as flowing water and gentle wind, it is a part of your body, it flows like blood, and then gathers in the sky. The spirit gathers in the dantian."

Mu Ziyu nodded, then closed his eyes, concentrated and began to try.

Looking at Mu Ziyu, Ji Chengzhi's eyes slowly widened due to shock.

Seeing that the strong yin energy surging around Mu Ziyu's body gradually eased, it was incomparably smooth, and was slowly absorbed into his body. As the yin energy subsided, the thick yang energy belonging to an adult man gradually revealed.

Mu Ziyu's yang energy has been covered by yin energy all year round, becoming more pure, and the already handsome man is even more attractive.

What to do, he felt that Mu Ziyu was more delicious, and his mouth was a little dry.

"It feels really good." Mu Ziyu exhaled a long breath and opened his eyes. The blackness on his body had disappeared, and he didn't know if it was his illusion. He felt that his body was warmer than before.

"You're so amazing, you succeeded in one go." Ji Chengzhi turned back into a cat, and threw himself at Mu Ziyu and gave him a big "cat hug".

Although he doesn't practice the kung fu of the ghost way, but he does the kung fu of ghost cultivation, Mu Ziyu can master a little bit, it can be said that he is extremely talented.

If this is not the age of the end of the Dharma, with Mu Ziyu's aptitude, he would have gone to heaven.

"It's you who taught me well." Mu Ziyu hugged the cat that was flying towards him, his eyes were full of smiles.

"I think you smell even better." Ji Cheng buried his face in that generous and warm embrace, rubbing his face happily.

Mu Ziyu was helpless.

After resting in Minggutang for a few days, Mu Ziyu's small shop is not open anymore, and usually there will be no business coming to the door anyway.

Just like Ji Chengzhi practicing in the house, as his proficiency in the operation of the exercises gets higher and higher, even if he doesn't deliberately use the exercises, the yin energy in his body will flow automatically. As Ji Chengzhi said, he seems to be good at this aspect The talent is very good.

But Ji Chengzhi, who practiced so hard, was so envious...

After Mu Ziyu "leaves the customs", he took Ji Chengzhi and set off to the imperial capital.

Of course Ji Chengzhi's specialness cannot be known to others, so Shen Hua, the driver, can no longer play his role. Facing that he is about to lose his job, Shen Hua feels like crying without tears.

Finally, as a last resort, Mu Ziyu revised the content of the work contract after discussing with him, and Shen Hua changed from a driver to the "chief manager" of Mu Ziyu's inner courtyard. The management who entered the backyard was a coward again, and Shen Hua was also familiar with the big white goose, so it would be no problem for him to take care of it.

As the "Chief Manager" of Mu Ziyu's inner courtyard, Shen Hua's salary has increased a lot. Although he usually drives Mu Ziyu's car, this is considered a promotion, which makes him very happy.

This wave is really a perfect operation of hello, me, hello everyone! !

Because I set out on time, when I arrived at the Imperial Capital Hospital, it was already dark. Ji Chengzhi looked at the sky and found that it was only nine o'clock in the evening, so I had to wait a little longer. The best time to send the soul back to the sun is midnight. at the heaviest.

Stayed in the hotel next to the Imperial Hospital. After eating supper, Ji Chengzhi left the hotel. He didn't let Mu Ziyu go with him. First, the hospital was too cloudy at midnight, which was not good for Mu Ziyu, and he also avoided Mu Ziyu. Yu bumped into something strange in the hospital at night, and it was more convenient for him to enter the ward by himself.

When Ji Chengzhi arrived at the hospital, he returned to his human form. When he was in human form, he was in a ghostly state, and ordinary people couldn't see him, so it didn't matter if Ji Chengzhi walked into the hospital in a big way.

Soon, he came to Ji's father's ward, and was about to go through the door, when the ward door opened from the inside, it was his stepmother.

Fang Fang didn't wear the workplace attire like last time, but wore a more casual cross-dress, her hair was meticulously tied into a bun, and she didn't wear glasses. She was still in the hospital at such an early night, and she was going to be Papa Ji's bed companion. She He was holding a basin in his hand, probably going to fetch hot water.

Ji Chengzhi lost his memories of his life, and of course he would not remember Fang Fang, but he knew something about Fang Fang from Mu Ziyu.

Fang Fang's natal family was in business. She was the only daughter of the Fang family. She was independent since she was a child. Later, she took over the family business and became a well-known flower in the mall at the young age of 24.

Although her personality is cold, she has outstanding appearance and strong ability. Political and business celebrities who pursue her can go around Jincheng.

But Fang Fang just didn't like any of them. At the age of 26, when she met Ji's father whose career had just taken off, the high-cold flower in Jincheng's business world fell in love with her and was eight years older than her. Ji's father.

Two years later, Fang Fang became Ji Chengzhi's stepmother and later gave birth to her daughter Ji Mingzhi.

Although Fang Fang is a stepmother, she has a cold and stern personality, and has never been biased towards Ji Chengzhi.

Seeing Fang Fang disappearing around the corner, Ji Chengzhi slightly raised the corners of his mouth, looked away, walked through the door, and entered the ward.

Seeing the unconscious father lying on the hospital bed again felt sore.

His obsession is Mu Ziyu, and the memory left before his death is his father who was in a car accident.

Walking to the bed, Ji Chengzhi held the soul-inducing bell in his hand and shook it lightly.

"Ji Haicheng, come back to your soul!"

jingle--

The soul-inducing bell emitted a faint light, the temperature in the ward dropped slowly, and a translucent figure appeared beside Ji Chengzhi.

Looking at his father's ignorant soul, Ji Chengzhi relaxed his expression, reached out to hold his father's hand, and said again: "Ji Haicheng, return to your soul."

They are father and son, even if they are ignorant and incompetent living souls, Ji's father will respond to his son's soul call.

When Ji Chengzhi led Papa Ji's living soul into his body, Papa Ji's empty eyes gradually became clear. At the moment when he slowly entered his body, he suddenly opened his mouth and called out: "Cheng Cheng."

Bang Dang—the basin fell to the ground, and the splashing water splashed on the ground. Fang Fang, who didn't know when to fetch the water, stood at the door and looked at her husband who slowly opened his eyes on the bed.