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Xu Xingxing raised his eyebrows in surprise because he smelled scones.

Opening the bag, I saw two hot scones.It's okay not to smell the food, but when I smell it, I feel my chest sticking to my back.

There was a long series of rumbling sounds in the stomach.

With a "tsk", he tied the bag again, threw it back, and said in a word: "I, Xu Xingxing, will not be eaten by you."

Jian Qingzhu was taken aback.

When he went back in the afternoon, Xu Chichi was standing at the door, and sighed when he saw him: "You said that bastard in our family didn't bring his wallet or mobile phone, so he was eating air?"

Jian Qingzhu smiled at the time: "Sister Chi Chi, don't worry, you are so grown up, can you still be hungry?"

The evening self-study in the attached middle school was until eleven o'clock, so he skipped class early.

When passing by the scone stand next to the school, I bought two by the way, thinking that if Xu Xingxing ate it, I would use it as an extra meal.

Hearing what Xu Xingxing said just now, it is true that he did not have dinner.

Although it was smooth, it was considered soft-hearted once, and others didn't appreciate it.

Seeing Xu Xingxing's reaction, he felt that he was too second-rate, and couldn't help but want to sarcasm: "Hey, do you still know what to eat?"

After he finished speaking, Xu Xingxing smiled evilly, walked two steps closer to him, and snatched the scones from his hand back.

While unpacking the bag, Xu Xingxing looked at the expression on Jian Qingzhu's face that no longer pretended to be a gesture, and said in a very evil and crazy tone: "I don't get the food from you, but I get it from snatching."

After speaking, he took a big bite and almost bit off half of it.

Jian Qingzhu was taken aback for another moment, and then started laughing again, cursing between laughs: "Xu Xingxing, you are fucking crazy!"

I thought this person wouldn't swear, so he was so sanctimonious.Xu Xingxing shook his head, but that's it, young people still can't help it.

Thinking of this, he took another bite of the scone.

If only problems were solved as quickly as scones.

Jian Qingzhu felt that she was just stunned for a moment, and Xu Xingxing was already wiping his mouth.

Before he could speak, he saw Xu Xingxing walking straight towards him, rolled up the waste bag, and stuffed it into the side pocket of his schoolbag the moment it bumped into his shoulder, and placed it on his school uniform Wipe it off.

"Tsk." Jian Qingzhu looked at Xu Xingxing who was already on the wrong side of her, grabbed the left sleeve in disgust, and said with a sigh, "Xu Xingxing, you are so disgusting."

Speaking of raising his head to catch up, Xu Xingxing looked back at him: "Disgusting? Disgusting, let's take it off."

School had just started in September, and the weather was still hot. Both of them were wearing summer school uniforms, and they were shirtless as soon as they took them off.

Jian Qingzhu looked at him and said nothing.

Xu Xingxing gloated for a long time, and suddenly burst out laughing, because he saw his eyes that were suppressed for a moment.

The atmosphere between the two seemed to have eased up a bit, and Xu Xingxing began to feel that Jian Qingzhu looked like a human being.

But it's just like a person.

Earlier, when he said that he came to the hundred cemetery to kill Brother Ghost to sacrifice, he knew that he was speaking to himself, and he knew it was a way of provoking generals.

Hey, now I actually followed him, almost like a subordinate who is always there.

It makes people a little uncomfortable, but there is no way to vent their anger.

accurate.

Baifendi Station is not far from the cemetery. After walking for 10 minutes, the street lights gradually disappeared.Xu Xingxing was regretting, and when he felt that he should bring a flashlight, his neck suddenly felt cold.

He slapped his backhand, but someone grabbed his wrist.

Jian Qingzhu's voice was a little angry: "What are you doing?"

"What the hell are you doing?" Xu Xingxing shook off his hand and turned to stare at him, "There are wild graves everywhere, don't f*cking things! Who knows if you are a ghost?"

After hearing this, Jian Qingzhu's expression changed slightly. He had heard that he was born with a strange physique, and that he could touch ghosts as if they were real bodies. It seemed to be true.

Even if it is yourself, you have to borrow a spell or formation.

So he sneered, stuffed a cold cylindrical thing into his arms, and took a few steps forward: "It's only weird that the **** can touch you."

Xu Xingxing didn't care about his mocking tone at all. He grabbed it and found that it was an old-fashioned flashlight with a metal shell, which was cold to the touch.

Only the place Jian Qingzhu grabbed was warm.

He followed, and said slowly: "Fucking ghosts can't touch me, only ghosts can touch me."

Jian Qingzhu raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

There are many wild graves scattered around.

Hundred Cemetery is the most mysterious place in Xianshui City. When there was no cemetery, the dead in Xianshui would be buried here, layer by layer.

I heard that it was said by a Fengshui master in the late Qing Dynasty that Xianshui is a place of extreme sun, and that tombs will destroy the dragon’s energy. Therefore, the magistrate at that time ordered that a piece of land be designated as Xianshui in addition to the entire pattern of non-destructive yang energy. cemetery.

Later, people in Xianshui gradually got used to burying the dead here. It wasn't until the rise of urban planning and the construction of cemeteries that the hundred graves became wild graves overgrown with weeds.

I heard that the higher-ups felt that such a large area of ​​land was wasted, and thought about planning, but every time the construction started, it would rain heavily, and a layer of bones would be washed out after the heavy rain.

The people above don't believe in evil, and insist on cleaning up the unowned bones, but if the project is moved, people will die, and if it is moved, people will die.

After going back and forth several times, no one dared to touch the land in the end. Only some families in the suburbs could not stay idle and planted crops on the wild land around the tomb.

As he walked, Xu Yi remembered the legend, and asked, "What do you mean by Mr. Feng Shui's dragon spirit, is it true or not?"

Jian Qingzhu didn't speak, Xu Xingxing kicked him.

He turned his head slowly, shone the flashlight from bottom to top, rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, and ran straight towards Xu Xingxing.

Xu Xingxing jumped, "Fuck me", and hurried back.

Jian Qingzhu laughed wildly, and Xu Xingxing punched him, but he stepped aside.He smiled for a while before saying, "Hey, let me tell you, how many ghosts have you seen? Can you still be scared?"

The tone sounded a little bit hateful.

Xu Xingxing stared at him for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Jian Qingzhu, if you want to be cold, give me the coldest to the end, laugh wildly and sneer for a while, are you fucking smart? Your grandfather is a fortune teller, not a ghost catcher." !"

"Oh, yes." Jian Qingzhu immediately stopped laughing, nodded, and changed his voice again, "Do you believe in any dragon energy? If it is really dragon energy, can it be destroyed by a little tomb? It's a fortune teller, and I have all the skills." Feed the dog? Dogs are more capable than you."

Xu Xingxing was angry: "Dogs are more capable than me, why don't you find a dog? Who told you that fortune tellers need to know this? Do you understand if you specialize in surgery?"

Jian Qingzhu laughed, took two steps back, and walked forward side by side with him.

The flashlight flickered around, the cabbage planted on the ground disappeared, and the weeds grew.

He looked at it and said, "Who said that? There is a specialization in art. Don't you, Mr. Yin and Yang, know a little bit about everything? Look at Grandpa Qian, and then look at you. Those who tell the fortune of the land are called Fengshui masters. People who look at fortunes are called fortune tellers, anyway, they are all phase numbers, since you are a fortune teller, how can you not understand these things?"

"I really have nothing to say to you, Jian Qingzhu." Xu Xingxing sighed, "Look at the way you pretended to come out of school, look at the hypocrisy you talked to Xu Chichi, why? Why do you owe me that as soon as you talk to me?"

"Oh." Jian Qingzhu stared at him with wide eyes as if taken aback, "Are you waiting for me at the school gate this afternoon?"

With this tone, I almost believed it.

Xu Xingxing looked at him speechlessly, Jian Qingzhu shrugged and smiled happily: "Arranging you is the greatest joy in my life."

"You've only known me for a whole day," Xu Xingxing shook the flashlight in his hand up and down, and stretched out his index finger, "This life's fun is so worthless, it's so easy to change."

"No, no, no." Jian Qingzhu stopped his feet, put his hands together, patted the back of his hands, and said earnestly, "It's not that it's easy to change, it's because I didn't have fun before, and I only got it when I met you."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Xu Xingxing to speak, he glanced sideways at Hei Ye: "Here we are."

Xu Xingxing put away the "tsk" from his mouth, pulled out his hand, took a step over, and stood beside him.

The wind that had been blowing gently all around suddenly disappeared.

He was slightly startled, and held the flashlight around for a while, and saw that the wild grass was still, and there were small bulges everywhere, and he didn't know how many people were buried underneath.

Xu Xingxing had never been to Baicemetery, because he was born to attract ghosts, and he didn't often go to places with heavy ghosts.

From the looks of it now, there should be a huge formation below, and the two of them are standing in the center of the formation.

"Jian Qingzhu, did you draw a formation here?" He asked in surprise.

"There is a formation, but I didn't draw it." Jian Qingzhu replied, "You are very good. I didn't realize there was a formation here the first time I came here."

Xu Xingxing let out a "tsk": "Your master certificate was signed by Emperor Fengdu with his eyes closed, right? I'm not as good as a high school student in catching ghosts? Do you still remember what the ghost-killing spell is? You're dead." It doesn't matter, please don't drag me down."

Jian Qingzhu unloaded her schoolbag, took out a thermos from the inside, and said, "First, I am also a high school student; second, not everyone can see Emperor Fengdu; third, he didn't sign the Celestial Master Certificate. Yes, it was actually issued by the spiritual gate on the ground, it's just that the underworld went through a process to stamp his seal; fourth, I don't use the ghost-killing curse often, I only accept ghosts, if you don't believe me, just recite it yourself."

Xu Xingxing: "..."

This person's style of answering questions is completely different from Xu Chichi's!

As for the spiritual gate, he knew that the communication between the underworld and the human world was like a diplomatic embassy where the underworld was in the human world, and it was specialized in dealing with ghost catchers like them.

I didn't expect the celestial master's certificate to be so watery!There is no need for people from the underworld to personally check it!

Jian Qingzhu seemed to know what he was thinking, and added: "But not everyone who catches ghosts can get the Celestial Master Certificate, I got it when I was 15 years old, and I heard that one will be issued every 1000 years. "

Xu Xingxing gave a "tsk", of course he didn't believe it.

He threw his schoolbag aside and sat down.

I'm too lazy to see what Jian Qingzhu is doing, and I know why Jian Qingzhu insists on him coming, and I know that I don't need to do the following things by myself.

The terrain here is closed, and it has already formed its own balance.

However, the balance is not half of yin and yang, but a relatively stable situation. There is only yin energy in the hundred graves and no yang energy, which can be regarded as a kind of balance.

Once a living person comes, it is easy to cause disorder.

Every time the yin qi is offset, the formation has to swallow new people to get rid of the excess yang qi, so as to maintain its own existing mode of existence.

He was born to attract ghosts and has a strong evil spirit. Jian Qingzhu brought him in, clearly wanting to use the evil spirit on his body to cover up his own yang energy.

Just use it conveniently, do you still expect yourself to be a fortune teller to catch ghosts?

It's not once or twice that I have been targeted by such a person since I was a child, so why did I fall into Jian Qingzhu's way?If you don't even know him, you come here. If something happens, who can you cry to?

He sighed and raised his head.

Just looking up like this, the whole person suddenly exploded, and eagerly shouted: "Jian Qingzhu!"

"Yes." Jian Qingzhu replied.

Xu Xingxing gritted his teeth and said, "Are you fucking here to feed the fish?"

He had already seen a lot of people appeared ten meters away from them, ah no, ghosts.

There are men, women and children, all with pale faces, and they are dressed in all kinds of clothes, from long coats and suits to pants and short skirts.

The point is, those ghosts are coming towards them.

All of them were expressionless, but they were all in a strange state, as if they were about to rush over and tear themselves apart in the next second.More like a zombie than a ghost.

"Haha." Jian Qingzhu laughed twice, and said bluntly, "You are indeed a fat bait, but don't worry, I will protect you."

Xu Xingxing kicked him on the ass: "I'm not fucking fat!"

"You're still addicted to kicking, aren't you?" Jian Qingzhu stood up abruptly, glanced back at him, and stuffed a Celestial Master Talisman and an amulet into his arms, "Save it!"

Immediately afterwards, before Xu Xingxing could react, he flew up and kicked him on the ass, kicking him out of the center of the formation and into the surrounding ghosts.

God damn I don’t need to do the next thing, god damn protect me, god damn I’m not fat!

Xu Xingxing cursed inwardly, and when he lost his balance and rushed over, he didn't forget to shout loudly: "Jian Qingzhu, fuck me/Your uncle!"

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【Note】

Emperor Fengdu: The ruler of the Taoist underworld, ruling the palace of ghosts and gods.

Celestial Master Talisman: There are many types of Talismans borrowing the power and name of Master Zhang Tianshi. It can be used to kill demons and ghosts and keep the family safe. It is used here to catch ghosts~

Talisman: Literally!Different Taoist sects have different shapes, and they all protect life and protect the body. The amulets of later generations are not limited to paper amulets, but the concept comes from Taoist amulets.