Explosive! Xuanmen boss is rectifying the entertainment industry

"To crack other people's magic, you need not only the concentration of Tang Monk, but also the ability of Luli Daxian to fly to the high platform, because you don't have Monkey King's cheating, do you understand?"

Shi Yi tilted his head to look at Xue Rang, and saw him propping up his eyelids with two fingers, nodding his head rapidly, his soul half gone, mumbling, "Understand, understand, understand..."

Shi Yi: “…” This is a damn thing!

Shi Yi resisted the urge to kick him out, and turned to study the talisman on Pei Qingyan's forehead again.

It's not that she was completely clueless after a night, she just wasn't sure if it would work.

Shi Yi held his chin with his hand, pondered for a while, then took out a cinnabar pen and talisman paper and started drawing talismans beside him.

She drew the talisman very quickly, and after finishing, she threw it towards the wall next to her, and the talisman paper stuck to the wall.

One, two, three...

Shi Yi never half-heartedly studied his master's Taoism, and he stopped writing because he had run out of talisman paper.

She put down the cinnabar pen and looked up at the words on the talisman. "It seems to be taking shape..."

Shi Yi nodded slightly, turned around and wanted to take another look at the talisman on Pei Qingyan's forehead.

Guess what?

Xue Rang lay down beside Pei Qingyan with his butt tilted, one arm around him, his feet on his legs, sleeping soundly!

"..."

Shi Yi was silent for two seconds, then turned and left the room.

Not long after, Pei Qingyan rushed into the room in a hurry. Seeing Xue Rang's posture, he felt dirty and the sky was falling. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Ahhh! What did you do to my body, you shameless bastard? Pervert!"

Xue Rang was dragged up halfway in a daze, unable to even open his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"what?"

Pei Qingyan pointed at his own body, spitting out foam: "I knew something was wrong when you touched my body yesterday. How dare you do that to a corpse... I'm so angry! Ah! Are you still sitting? Get up!"

He jumped up and sat on Xue Rang's neck.

Xue Rang was stunned, but also sobered up: "No, I was sleepy so I took a nap..."

"I don't want to listen! I don't want to listen!!" Pei Qingyan grabbed his hair and wrapped his legs around his neck.

Xue Rang tilted his head, pulled his leg, and said speechlessly: "No? Are you sick? Get down here!"

"Ah? You still think you're right? Ahhhh, don't live!"

If it were Pei Qingyan, he would definitely not do such a thing with his upbringing, but as a person who has fallen to death many times, he has been accustomed to it over the years, and he was trained to do it by getting beaten when picking up paper money.

The two of them, one a ghost and the other a Taoist priest, started fighting in a very lively manner.

Shi Yi leaned against the door, listening to the noise inside, and whistled happily.

She wanted to see if he was still sleepy, so he must be sober!

That's not good.

Wait until the noise inside stops.

Shi Yi pushed the door open, and saw two people with messy hair sitting on the ground. Xue Rang was bleeding from his nose, and Pei Qingyan's clothes were torn. They were glaring at each other like fighting cocks!

When they saw Shi Yi coming in, both parties felt aggrieved and cried out for help.

Shi Yi lowered her brows, her eyes were cold, and she looked at them without saying a word. A feeling of oppression that made it difficult to breathe spread from her.

Xue Rang and Pei Qingyan swallowed their saliva, lowered their heads guiltily, and dared not cry out for justice or ask for help anymore.

Little guys, can’t I kill you two?

Shi Yi raised an eyebrow jokingly, and said in a deliberately cold tone: "We live under the same roof, so if you have anything to say, just talk it out. Is there any need to fight?"

Xue Rang and Pei Qingyan looked at each other, lowered their heads even more, but shook their heads at the same time.

Shi Yi: "Speak, are you mute?"

"There's no need..."

Before Xue Rang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Pei Qingyan, "We didn't fight! Hahaha, we were just sparring, right? You just used the Black Tiger to dig out your heart, that was too fierce!

He poked Xue Rang with his hand, and Xue Rang quickly changed his words: "Hahaha, it was a sparring match. Grandmaster blames me for getting angry..."

Shi Yi: “…” Really six.

She cleared her throat and hummed softly, "Old Eight, you go out first."

"Good boss!"

Pei Qingyan ran very fast, looking like he had gotten a bargain, completely unaware that he was being used as a gun by Shi Yi.

Xue Rang rubbed the blood from his nose, with his messy hair, like a stupid son of a landlord who had done something wrong, waiting for his parents to punish him.

Shi Yi ignored him and walked to Pei Qingyan's body, observed the details of the talisman on his forehead, and then went to the wall where the talisman paper was pasted.

Xue Rang waited for a long time but didn't hear any scolding. He turned around and found the whole wall of talisman paper. He gasped, "Grandmaster!"

He quickly got up, rushed over, and took a closer look: "When did you draw this?"

Shi Yi said indifferently: "When you were sleeping soundly while holding Pei Lao Ba."

Xue Rang choked violently.

He quickly took out his mobile phone, took a few pictures of the talisman, and then lay down on the characters on the talisman to observe them.

"what?"

Xue Rang scratched his head. Why did he feel that the style of this stroke was so similar to the symbol on Pei Qingyan's forehead?

He asked curiously: "Grandmaster, do you know the original owner of this talisman?"

"know."

Shi Yi pulled a talisman paper off the wall and replied calmly as he turned around: "Because it is my master's talisman."

"ah?!!"

Xue Rang's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

Shi Yi is the senior sister of the founder of Tianshi Mansion. Her master is the master of the founder, who means he is their ancestor.

Shi Yi glanced at him and raised the corner of his mouth: "How is it? My master is awesome, right?"

She is always proud of her Master, just as her Master is always proud of her!

Xue Rang's eyes twitched.

How dare I judge our ancestors?

He raised his phone, ready to take a close-up photo of Pei Qingyan's forehead, which could be kept for future comparison and reference.

It’s just that my phone suddenly went off and ran out of battery.

Xue Rang was speechless and could only give up.

Since I had just taken a nap, I couldn't slack off now. I could only concentrate on following Shi Yi and looking at the talisman.

Shi Yi was immersed in breaking the talisman and his phone was on silent.

Because of this, the head of the Tianshi Mansion and the second elder who got off the plane could not contact anyone and were completely lost.

The second elder had a sullen face and put his hands on his hips: "What did I say? I told you to contact them first and come over after you've made the contact. What are you going to do now?"

The head of the sect crossed his arms and glanced at him: "What's under your nose? Can't you ask?"

The Second Elder: "Okay, okay, go ask."

The headmaster glanced around, locked onto an old foreign man, and then walked over.

He bowed politely: "You good!"

The old man was stunned for a moment: "Oh~Thank you?"

"No thank you! No thank you!"

As the head of the sect spoke, he turned his head and gave the second elder a smug look, as if to say, isn't it easy to communicate with foreigners?