The apprentice always commits the following [Quick Transmigration]

The second youngest of the Zhao family is famous for his love of beauties. He formed a theater troupe and recruited a few handsome young students into it, and then spent all day fooling around in the theater garden.

The steward of the Zhao family had something to do with Er Shao, and he knew he must be in this theater, so he stepped into this colorful place with a frown.

After walking a few steps, the troupe master of the theater came over with a salivating smile on his face. The steward looked at him contemptuously, and asked him bluntly if the second young master of the Zhao family was here, and the troupe master took him to the place where the second young master was. out of place.

The butler walked over and saw Er Shao lying on the couch with his body propped up on his side, holding an actor in his arms. He frowned so much that he could kill a fly. Taking a deep breath, the butler stepped forward and said as politely as possible:

"Young master! Something happened at home, the master wants you to go back as soon as possible!"

Zhao Xi raised one eyelid, but his hands were still around Huadan's slender waist, and his tone was also lazy: "Why did you tell me to go back? Didn't the old man yell at me before that I couldn't be supported by the mud and made me roll?" Don't ever go back far away."

The steward's eyelids twitched, and he said: "Master, that was an angry word. Young master, you are connected by blood with the master. No matter what you say, you are also the heir of the Zhao family, and you will go back anyway."

What he said was really ordinary, Zhao Xi lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, when the cold sweat on the steward's back almost wet his vest, he finally said: "Okay, I'm going to go home now .”

Standing up while speaking, he still pulled the fair Huadan and kissed her lips.

The steward responded with a smile, and hurriedly flattered him: "The young master is really affectionate, and the master will be very happy to see you coming home."

But he didn't want this sentence to be flattering on the horse's leg, Zhao Xi turned his head and sneered: "Of course he will be happy, after all, only I can deal with this mess."

"This is the last time I will help the Zhao family. After this time, we will have nothing to do with each other again." After saying this, Zhao Xi let go of Hua Dan and turned to leave, leaving behind the manager with a panicked expression.

Anyone who is disturbed while having fun will not look very good.

Zhao Xi went all the way back to Zhao's house with a sullen face, and saw the servants with serious faces, hurrying through the corridor, while his uncles and their female relatives were looking gloomy, as if a catastrophe was imminent up.

He had a little more care in his heart, and he knew that this time things were definitely not simple.

Seeing Zhao Xi's return, the uncles first showed subconscious disgust expressions on their faces, and then quickly disappeared. They crowded up and said to Zhao Xi: "Nephew, you are finally back!"

Zhao Xi resisted the disgusting feeling so he didn't turn around and leave immediately.

And his father, the Patriarch of the Zhao family, showed a furious expression when he saw him: "Nizi! You still know how to come back!!"

Zhao Xi sneered, turned around and wanted to leave, but was held back by his aunt, and the head of Patriarch Zhao was persuaded by his relatives, and finally suppressed his anger.

Zhao Xi was too lazy to get close to them, and after threatening them, they directly revealed what happened.

It turned out that a treasure from the Zhao family was stolen.

Every celestial master's family always has a few treasures that cannot be seen, but this one from the Zhao family is a... ghost weapon.

In this world, there are more and more people who do not believe in ghosts and gods, and the family of celestial masters has begun to decline. The predecessors of the Zhao family have already foreseen this situation, so they collected the brains and blood of hundreds of male babies born on the same day and at the same time, and made it Such a resentful ghost weapon.

This ghost weapon was taught to the Zhao family by a mysterious expert. Its only function is to extract luck from others, and then to fill the increasingly defeated Zhao family.

The condition is that every few months, the Zhao family will find ten babies born on the same day, month and day, torture them to death, and use the huge yin energy they produce as the energy activated by the ghost weapon.

As for the resentment and evil spirit left by those dead children, the Zhao family will recruit other celestial masters to deal with them. dissipated.

The Zhao family's plan was loud, but they didn't expect that this ghost weapon was two pieces of one thing. It was placed in the private backyard of the Zhao family because it needed to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. If you break in, there is only a dead end, but for some reason, the "Yin Bead" in the ghost weapon has quietly disappeared.

The Yin Bead is silvery white all over, with a clear texture. It stands to reason that placing it in the center of the formation is foolproof. The Zhao family is also very reassuring about the formation. During the routine inspection this month, they found that the Yin Bead was stolen. on the face.

There is less than a month before the next sacrifice. If the Yin Pearl cannot be retrieved, not only the previous efforts will be in vain, but even... more terrible consequences will be brought about! !

Listening to their chatter, Zhao Xi just wanted to sneer.

Back then, when he learned that his family had such a filthy inside story, he wished that the Zhao family would be destroyed. Unfortunately, after all, he was a soft-spoken person, and in the end he could only avoid it from a distance.

He knew why he was brought back. The reason was nothing more than that the mysterious expert would only choose one person to contact in each generation of the Zhao family. he.

……

After Zhao Xi left, his uncle asked Patriarch Zhao a little worriedly: "Zhao Xi is a brat who hates ghosts so much, why would he be willing to help me contact that expert? Maybe the Yinzhu was stolen by him. Are you going...?"

Patriarch Zhao sneered: "The soul of his lowly mother is still in my hands. Unless he doesn't care anymore, he won't have the guts to do anything under my nose."

The uncle showed a clear expression: "So that's it. By the way, the grievances left by those children who sacrificed last time are making trouble again. Those celestial masters are really not as good as one."

Patriarch Zhao didn't take it seriously: "After all, those who are capable are basically dead. Since you are restless, let's invite two more celestial masters to clean it up."

"I'll let someone do it."

**

After Jun Jin burned incense and cleaned her hands, she took out three ancient copper coins.

You Yang sat beside him and watched his movements with wide eyes. Because of Jun Jin's previous instructions, he didn't make a sound to disturb him.

Jun Jin silently thought about something that needed divination, held the three copper coins in his hand and threw them out. After the jingling sound, he stretched out to touch the pattern on the upward side of the copper coin.

——Old Yin Gua.

Jun Jin squinted her eyes, took back the three copper coins, and threw them again—Shaoyang Gua.

The last time, this time there are three ribbons face up, which is Lao Yang Gua.

This hexagram is interesting.

Jun Jin took the copper coins back and pondered for a while.

He didn't open his mouth, so You Yang didn't speak, he just twirled the bead in his hand, the bead still gave off a cold misty light under the lamplight, holding it in the hand made one feel a little cold, which made him Goosebumps are coming out.

Jun Jin came back to her senses, and didn't explain what information she got from the divination just now, but said to You Yang: "The one in your hand should be a ghost weapon called Yinzhu."

"Ghost weapon?" You Yang was a little confused.

"Well, generally speaking, there are two ghost weapons. These are not important. The important thing is that this yin bead will not leave you until it drains your luck." Jun Jin said lightly. .

If he could see the appearance of You Yang playing with Yin Zhu without nerves, he would definitely give this brat a shudder.

You Yang's expression moved a little when he heard the words "suck up the luck", but there was a bit of strange excitement on his always smiling face.

"What will happen if you suck up your luck?"

Jun Jin picked up the teacup and took a sip: "At least, the family will be destroyed, and at worst, you will die."

You Yang was a little surprised: "Why is this so?"

"Why do you ask this? I can't take this yin bead away from you for the time being, but I can use a little trick to at least make your luck absorbed by it more slowly."

"But if you want to completely destroy this thing, you must find the other part of this ghost weapon. Unless the two pieces are put together and destroyed, now with my strength..." Jun Jin said halfway, and suddenly stretched out her hand to hold her hand. abdomen.

You Yang immediately dropped Yin Zhu and went over, frowning: "Master, are you feeling unwell again?"

Jun Jin covered it for a while and then let go, saying: "It's nothing, you go out first, I want to rest for a while?"

You Yang's eyes flickered for a while, and finally he just left the room with a slight sigh.

Jun Jin rubbed the copper coin in his sleeve, his eyes were deep and he was thinking about something. After a long time, he finally dropped the copper coin and lay back on the bed.

It's time for them to leave this place too.

Maybe it was because she was unwell, but Jun Jin fell asleep quickly.

In the haze, he felt a heavy feeling, as if something was oppressing him deeply, this feeling made him unable to open his eyes.

There was a gray fog in his field of vision, Jun Jin opened his eyes blankly, moved his wrist, and heard a crisp collision sound from there.

He froze for a moment, and then realized what was going on with the weight on his wrist. Inexplicably, a surge of anger swept up, and Jun Jin shouted:

"Presumptuous! Don't let me go?!"

There was a strange chuckle, the other party was very close, as if it was right next to his ear, Jun Jin tried to open his eyes wide, but still couldn't see anything, the man was close to him, and whispered:

"—"

TBC.

The author has something to say: Sorry for the late update_(:з」∠)_

The scumbag author is almost bald by the campus broadband. First, the Internet exploded, and the Internet was disconnected at 11:55 during the holiday. Finally, it took a long time to use the computer to connect to the hotspot to post this chapter orz

PS: Happy May Day everyone, this chapter gives out red envelopes~