Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jinchen's identity is the founding Celestial Master of Qinghan Temple where An Wuyang lives. Due to his strong strength, he became the director of the Underworld Investigation Department, responsible for investigating the evil ghosts of the underworld.

The difference from the plot line is that he was originally responsible for investigating and capturing the ghost king Fu Xizhou who fled the world. In the original plot, the original person refused Bai Wuchang's request in the underworld because he had other duties. The underworld could not find anyone else for a while. Manpower allowed Fu Xizhou to live freely for so long.

knock knock --

After receiving the plot, I heard the door ringing.

"Come in."

Perhaps because he felt a little guilty, An Wuyang poked his head in first, daimao swayed for a moment, and looked at his expression carefully, as if to judge how the patriarch was feeling now.

"I think Qinghan Guan doesn't have any techniques where the body is not moving but the head is moving first."

Jinchen glanced over, his tone neither salty nor cold.

"hey-hey."

An Wuyang had washed his face, changed into clean casual clothes, and walked in with a bowl in hand.

Inside the bowl are soaked instant noodles.

It still tastes like braised beef.

An Wuyang tried to make his expression sincere, held his face in his hands and nodded: "Master, this is the most delicious beef noodles in the world. Although you can't see the beef, the nutrients are in the soup. Try it quickly. "

"...I need to tell you something." Jinchen said suddenly.

"You say."

"I died young. It's not that I don't know the changes in the world. I can still tell the difference between instant noodles and beef noodles."

An Wuyang: "..."

He blushed, "Then just think of it as beef noodles, it tastes almost the same anyway."

Jin Chen felt it and found that he didn't seem to have any physiological reaction like hunger, so he just took a few symbolic bites.

He behaves elegantly and really makes instant noodles feel like high-end beef noodles.

An Wuyang held his face in his hands, his clear almond eyes widening.

Grandmaster is so handsome...

"The gym is very poor now?" Jinchen asked.

"Yes, yes." An Wuyang nodded like garlic, and Da Mao also shook his head.

"Now Qinghan Temple has lived up to its name. There is not even a decent Taoist temple, so we can only place the offerings in this house. This house was given to Master by Yuan Ke. Master often said that you could not get this name when he was alive. Okay, it should be called Wealth View."

"What's the reason?" Jin Chen asked, lowering his eyes and taking a sip of water, "It has been passed down for hundreds of years. How did you pass on the world's most famous view to this way?"

"I remember that there are quite a few secret treasures passed down."

Having said this, An Wuyang looked at Jinchen with a more complicated expression.

He ran to the cubicle, grabbed a lot of draft paper and a few ancient books, and slammed them on the table.

"That's why!"

An Wuyang sighed deeply, and casually opened an ancient book on secrets and spread it out, "Master, the handwriting you wrote is so clever that no one can understand it until now."

Jinchen picked it up and took a look at it. It took him a while to recover.

A long silence followed.

The original character was really shockingly ugly.

If it weren't for the memory fusion, he wouldn't be able to recognize it.

He threw the book back and looked at the pile of draft papers. It was obvious that a lot of effort was put into deciphering this top-secret code.

"In that case, prepare some pen and paper, and I will rewrite the technique during this time."

An Wuyang blinked and accurately grasped the key words.

"This time?"

"There is a ghost king escaping from the underworld. I am here to capture him. I need time to find him."

"Ghost King..." An Wuyang was stunned and couldn't help but think of the fierce ghost in the Taoist Association.

That ghost was more powerful than all the ghosts he had seen before, and it was full of gloom.

Could it be him?

"Why are you dazed? Do you have any clues?" Jinchen asked.

"Ah... I don't know, but the ghost I bumped into yesterday was so vicious that he almost ate me." An Wuyang muttered.

Now the plot line has reached after An Wuyang participated in the Taoist Association's assessment. The evil spirit has been taken away, and he cannot distinguish between good and evil, and the blackening value cannot be detected.

Jinchen's tone became softer, "Just tell me, even if he is not the Ghost King, I will help you kill him by the way."

"Really!" An Wuyang became happy instantly and explained the whole story clearly.

"It's like this. After Master's death, I will inherit the gym. However, my Celestial Master Qualification Certificate has not yet been rated. I need at least five stars to be qualified to inherit the gym independently. So I took advantage of today's holiday to take the exam. .”

"Who knew that a fierce ghost with black smoke suddenly appeared in the examination room? He was dressed in ancient clothes, with long hair flying messily. He looked strangely handsome. I thought it was one of the questions in the examination. Just when I was about to cast a spell, I heard someone Someone outside was shouting that Li Gui was attacking, and I realized that I was being treated as Li Gui's cabbage."

At this point, An Wuyang's hair drooped, he clutched his chest that had not yet healed, and spoke in an aggrieved tone.

"He tried to take out the heart with his black claws, but he didn't pull it out completely. It was like he was sucking something. I thought he was going to die. Fortunately, someone rushed over to help, so I ran and crawled out."

He babbled a lot, and after taking a sip of tea to calm down, he heard Jin Chen say.

"You think he's handsome?"

An Wuyang: "..." Is this the point? Please tell me.

He frowned and stared at the table bitterly, "Master, you really know how to grasp the key points."

Tapping his fingertips on the table, Jinchen suddenly ordered, "Raise your head."

"what?"

He looked up obediently, only to see Jin Chen suddenly approaching, hooking his chin with his fingertips, brushing his waist-length black hair down, his peach blossom eyes were breathtaking, his lips were slightly raised, and he was indescribably charming and handsome.

plop plop...

An Wuyang seemed to be able to hear his inexplicably accelerated heartbeat.

"Again, who is more beautiful?"

His voice trembled, "You are beautiful, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen...Ghost."

Jinchen chuckled with satisfaction, and reluctantly took back his fingertips.

"You should be talking about Ghost King Fu Xizhou. I will solve this matter."

"Also, be careful during this time and don't believe everyone."

An Wuyan didn't understand this, so he pressed his pounding heart hard, "Why?"

"Your evil soul was sucked away by the Ghost King, and now you have no ability to distinguish between good and evil. Be careful of being abducted. I will return it to you after I catch the Ghost King."

Jinchen pinched away the scraps of paper that had just been stained on his cheeks, and pinched the boy's cheek flesh that felt so good, with a pleasant tone.

"Oh, I remember, thank you, Grandmaster." He touched the wound that was still aching slightly. It turned out that his soul had been sucked away. No wonder he felt tired.

"It's getting late, let's go and rest." Jin Chen said with a cool voice, "Today the gate of hell is opened. You have a very yin body, but you are a good tonic."

An Wuyang stood up in a flash, but because he stood up too fast, he suddenly felt dizzy.

The next second, Jin Chen was holding him tightly in his arms.

"Your way of expressing gratitude is quite special," he said with a smile.