Enrolled Celestial Master

Ye Jige took the rescue news he wanted and took the first step.But Ling Haoyuan wanted to catch ghosts wholeheartedly, so he took Chi Yingyang to his house.

However, Ling Haoyuan certainly wouldn't take Chi Yingyang to the resplendent General's Mansion.

To be seen by Mr. Yinzi who likes money, his general's mansion is so rich, and he is still the object of Mr. Yinzi's desire to marry, that's fine.

Just take it to a small other courtyard.

It is this kind of small courtyard, in the corner of the capital, Mr. Yinzi, who has no money, can shine his eyes and touch the buttons.

Chi Yingyang knocked on the stone lion on the side of the gate and said, "This is the town house lion carved 400 years ago, right? The house is not young anymore. Most people can't suppress lions, but little brother, you can suppress it." You can live, that's fine."

Ling Haoyuan saw with his own eyes that Mr. Yinzi buckled five or six blood-gray ferocious remnants from the male lion's front paws, and threw them into a slightly whitish money bag after they were buckled out.

The other male lion did the same, and when it was finished, Mr. Yinzi looked into his other courtyard, with a little covetous look in his beautiful eyes.

And Mr. Yinzi's finger that just finished pinching the remnant soul is still so slender, white, delicate, and clean, as if he has never pinched a ghost.

Ling Haoyuan: "..."

He had seen the scene where the national teacher led his disciples to catch ghosts. It seemed that he used a mahogany sword, and it took a lot of effort to chop one off. It would be better if he released his evil spirit to keep the ghosts from getting close.

This is the first time he really saw ghosts caught like this.

Although he likes silver, he is really Mr. Tianshi with real materials.

I don't know how many Mr. Yinzi can catch.

Ling Haoyuan coughed lightly, knocked on the door himself, made a "please" gesture, and invited Mr. Tianshi to enter, and said: "Mr. is absurdly praised. They are all rewarded by the ancestors. There are stone lions in the first place, so it's just like this." I kept it there all the time. Sir, you said that I have a dark spirit, is it because of the house?"

Otherwise, how could there be so many remnant souls in the paws of the stone lion.

Chi Yingyang waved his hand and said, "We'll have to wait and see."

Ling Haoyuan rarely came to this other courtyard, only some disabled, sick, or old veterans guarded it.As soon as Ling Haoyuan signaled, the veterans stopped calling "General" and "Prince", and just shouted: "Master!"

Pretending to be an ordinary but gloomy family!

Ling Haoyuan nodded respectfully, and some veterans went to make tea to entertain the distinguished guests.

The veteran went to the kitchen, feeling very excited. While making tea, he excitedly said to his old comrade-in-arms: "Hey! Did you see it? The general brought a man back for the first time!"

"Yes! It's so rare to bring back such a beautifully dressed man! But why didn't the general bring the man back to the general's mansion?"

"It should be because I just met him not long ago. If the general reveals his identity, he will be afraid of frightening others?"

……

The veterans were still making tea excitedly, while Chi Yingyang followed Ling Haoyuan in, but he was not in a hurry to look at the house, nor to sit and talk in the hall, but pointed to the courtyard, and let Ling Haoyuan stand under the courtyard, under the fierce light The place.

Ling Haoyuan stood over as he said.

Ling Haoyuan was dressed in black clothes, even standing under the sun, he still looked dark and his face was cold and gloomy.The evil spirit on his body automatically kills ghosts, and now he has restrained himself, as if he can still use the evil spirit freely.

I can't see clearly in the word "see", now Chi Yingyang has also walked under the patio and looked at Ling Haoyuan's face with a plump face, a bold nose, and plump lips. Not only is Yingwei handsome, but also It looks like a person who is very rich and full of blessings, and who is affectionate but not mean, generous and rich.

The small knife scar on the left broke the sword eyebrows, making Ling Haoyuan's face more handsome, and the cut was very distinctive.

And what Chi Yingyang didn't understand after reading it twice is that his past life and future——

Looking at other people's appearance, you can see through their whole life, most of them are buried in the soil, and Chi Yingyang can count their lifespan.But Ling Haoyuan's inability, it should be that people who are related to him can't see through it, right?

Chi Yingyang glanced at Ling Haoyuan's body again.

Both children are born with small bones but large bones, weak and graceful. Ling Haoyuan is not the same. He looks wild and wild, with wide shoulders and narrow hips, slender hands and feet. He has been training for many years, and his lines are full. It exploded, really worthy of being a victorious general!

If it weren't for the bright red dot on his forehead, no one would be able to tell that he is a man, and they can only praise him as a real man.

This body should be able to withstand the energy he hasn't output for hundreds of years.

Chi Yingyang looked up and down, evaluated it, and found that the fateful marriage that God's will had chosen for him, from evil spirit to handsome face to body, was quite suitable.

The old god Ling Haoyuan folded his hands on the ground and let Chi Yingyang look and look. Seeing Chi Yingyang's eyes floating up and down, he finally couldn't help it. He hummed in his heart and asked: "Mr. Mutually?"

Do you need to stare at him from head to toe?

Although Mr. Yinzi can catch ghosts, but dressed like this, his eyes are not serious.

Those slender eyebrows, those silent but smiling peach blossom eyes, that delicate skin, that peach blossom robe...Still staring at him, born from his heart, must not be very serious.

Just now Xiao Yezi was seduced by him in the same way, Ling Haoyuan raised his eyebrows, and asked bluntly: "You need to look at your whole body?"

Chi Yingyang walked around behind Ling Haoyuan, circled around him, nodded, and said straightforwardly: "Yes, apart from face, there are also body, shape, voice, and palmistry... You have to know why you are so sly I'm so angry, the more I read, the better. Little brother, can you open your hands and let me take a look?"

This voice, clear spring dripping emerald green, is clear and hearty, and the tone of voice is extremely upright.

Ling Haoyuan endured it, judging from Mr. Yinzi's method of catching ghosts, he might still be able to read palms, so he spread his right palm.

Chi Yingyang said: "Both hands can be seen."

As he said that, Chi Ying raised his slender fingers, picked up the tip of Ling Haoyuan's left hand, pinched Ling Haoyuan's middle finger, and held both his hands under the sun, with seriousness in his peach eyes, carefully Look at it carefully.This was not enough, Chi Yingyang's thumb swept over every finger of Ling Haoyuan, and pinched every finger.

Touching the soft fingertips, I felt a thick layer of calluses and some messy small scars, as if touching old bark, very rough.

In the hall, the two veterans who had brewed the hot tea and brought them out were very excited when they saw this scene, but the tea tray still held up.

Like a cat, put the tea tray away, the veterans cat on the edge of the doorpost, peeking out their eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Touch your hands in broad daylight, but you can't tell. The general really knows how to play."

"Yes, the man brought back by the general won't hesitate to see the general, but can still play, that's great!"

"Then, will that beautiful son sign up for marriage?"

……

The calluses on Ling Haoyuan's hands are very thick, and the itchy feeling of being touched is too uncomfortable.In particular, Mr. Yinzi was so beautiful, and his slender fingers were cold and soft. Ling Haoyuan had never touched his fingers like this before. Mr. Yinzi looked at his palm like this, which made him feel weird all over.

Ling Haoyuan resisted the urge to beat him up violently, and urged: "You touch... no, are you done with each other? What did the match come out of?"

After hearing this, Chi Yingyang not only didn't stop, but turned the back of Ling Haoyuan's hand over, looked again, and said dejectedly: "I can't tell, the calluses and scars on your hands have covered up the numerology."

Ling Haoyuan: "..."

If Mr. Yinzi is not good-looking, then he should be taken advantage of by Deng Tuzi.

In the name of palmistry, it is a fact of taking advantage of the fact that there is no fortune-telling result after touching it.

It stands to reason that it should be severely beaten.

But Ling Haoyuan withdrew his hand, only raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you also match others like this?"

Touching over and over like this?

His rough hands, what's there to touch, Mr. Yinzi has a problem with his eyesight.

On the contrary, Ling Haoyuan took advantage.

Chi Yingyang replied melancholy: "No, if you don't match others, just look at your face and it's over."

Ling Haoyuan touched his face and asked, "Can't you recognize my face?"

So just looking at the face is not enough.

If he hadn't just seen Chi Yingyang pulling out a ghost from under the stone lion's paw, Ling Haoyuan would have thought that this gentleman was just beautiful, and he was not good at all.

Chi Yingyang nodded, and said: "You are the face of a wealthy man, and the rest, apart from being handsome, nothing can be seen."

Ling Haoyuan: "..."

He should have known earlier that Mr. Yinzi was really dishonest.

Ling Haoyuan withdrew his hand and said, "That's okay, sir, please catch all the ghosts in the house."

As he said that, Ling Haoyuan wanted to take out a small gold leaf from his bosom—oh, his gold was with his followers, and he didn't have any extra gold on him.

Not everyone is good at catching ghosts, but seeing that Mr. Yinzi is so happy with the little silver that Xiaoye gave him just now, there is definitely no need to give gold.

Forget it.

Ling Haoyuan fumbled in his sleeve, and finally took out half a tael of silver, and asked, "Is the reward enough?"

When Chi Yingyang saw it, his eyes lit up.

Half a tael of silver, give him a ghost to eat, and give him back the money!

it is good!

Chi Yingyang raised his head happily and smiled: "Okay, I'll come right away, but, little brother, to tell you the truth—"

Ling Haoyuan was dazzled by the bright smile that picked up gold: "Huh? My name is not Little Brother. My surname is Ling. Mr. Yinzi can call me Brother Guangzhen."

Guangzhen is the word bestowed by the current emperor after he defeated the kingdom.

Chi Yingyang blinked and said, "My surname is not Yinzi either, Brother Guangzhen, you can call me Master Chi."

Brother or something, he is just a little brother and cannot be called a brother.

Brother Guangzhen Ling Haoyuan: "...???"

Where does he look like a younger brother?

Are you 28?

He also has a majestic demeanor, and anyone in the army who dares to call him his younger brother, even his prince and second prince, will respectfully call him a general.

Ling Haoyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "How old is Master Chi? Why do you call me Brother Guangzhen?"

Chi Yingyang replied: "I am hundreds of years old, I can't remember clearly."

Ling Haoyuan: "..."

If he is hundreds of years old and still can't make money, I believe he has ghosts.

Ling Haoyuan gave a "tsk" and said, "Oh, I believe you. Master Chi, please."

Forget it, sir, please catch the ghost, whether he is a brother or a brother, just let him sleep well.

Mr. Yinzi, who catches ghosts for half a tael of silver, is a good gentleman.

Chi Yingyang said: "Okay, my dear brother. That's it. My dear brother, you have a physique that is heavy with Yin and attracts souls and ghosts. I will clean up the house here, but after a long time, ghosts will gather, and there will only be more ghosts." , not less."

In short, he is a long-term funder, he likes it!

Ling Haoyuan: "..."

So, not only is he a virtuous brother, but can't he finish catching that ghost?

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Younger brother, do you still remember Mr. Yinzi's fingers pinching a ghost?

Ling Haoyuan: "???"