Sir, your ghost is gone [Entertainment]

White clothes are better than snow, and the color is like spring flowers.

The black cat with golden pupils "meowed" and rolled down at the young man's feet. His brows and eyes were indifferent, and he floated behind Lou Xiao with a cold sword in his arms.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the loose and uncomplicated robes were gently swayed by the wind, making the other party more and more ethereal and ethereal.

If it weren't for the fact that his erect ghost pupils were too obvious, no one would associate him with the ghost of the dead.

"It has long been heard that the president has found a ghost to be his companion. Now it seems that this ghost is barely worthy of the word 'immortal'."

A slightly familiar voice broke the silence in the yard, Gu Weisheng followed the sound and saw Zhong Ziping sitting on the stone chair with a pale face.

The other party was still wearing a Tang shirt, pretending to be a warm and gentle young master, but this time he didn't have a folding fan in his hand, and his words were a little less temperate.

On the left side of him sat a man with a face similar to his. The man had a calm and serious demeanor, and seemed to be much more reliable than Zhong Ziping.

But what made Gu Weisheng curious was that there were only Zhong Ziping and a man beside the stone table of the Zhong family, and it seemed that no elders came to sit here.

Is it to train the juniors or have other plans?

Let's talk about Lou Xiao, he was already upset because of Gu Weisheng's reappearance, now he heard Zhong Ziping's eccentric praise, a certain celestial master even turned back unceremoniously.

"It's not the first time we've met, so why rush to flatter me."

After saying this, Lou Xiao ignored Zhong Ziping's expression. Although Lou Xiao was not very old, he still assumed the name of the president, and at this moment, he just clasped his fists at everyone as a greeting.

The total number of ghosts and people in the courtyard is no more than [-]. Naturally, there will not be only such a few celestial masters attending the party, but not everyone can enter the innermost courtyard.

Lao Bai reluctantly jumped into Lou Xiao's arms, Gu Weisheng floated in the air and walked in with the little celestial master, although the faces of people who practice Taoism are generally not ordinary, there is still no other handsome person in the yard To the level of Lou Xiao.

The seats in the courtyard are relatively loosely arranged, but roughly two parts are drawn around Lou and Zhong as the center. Lou Xiao lifts his feet and walks to the empty space on the left.

"Chong!"

Queshuang took out the sheath and put it on the neck of the closest female ghost.

"My people, look less."

The deliberate voice was like spring water lingling, and like jade hitting each other. The female ghost was frightened by the cold air, and immediately turned around and floated back to her master.

Having been with the little celestial master for so long that he forgot that he still has flesh and blood that makes ghosts greedy, Gu Weisheng took back Queshuang and expressed satisfaction with the female ghost's sense of humor.

Gu Weisheng's body was full of aura, and the companion ghosts of the Lou family had never been treated as servants. Therefore, even if Gu Weisheng acted out of courtesy, no one dared to reprimand him for a while.

Being protected by his companion ghost, Lou Xiao didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He sat down in his seat and waved at the other party with a smile on his lips: "Shengsheng, come here."

Gu Weisheng: "...." What's wrong with people calling so intimately?

The aura he had created with great difficulty just now was completely destroyed.

"Now that everyone is here, let me talk about the rules of this year's competition."

The middle-aged man sitting at Lou Xiao's table was the first to open his mouth. He didn't look like a man of destiny, his face was ordinary, only a pair of sharp black eyes were exactly the same as Lou Xiaosheng's.

There are no ghosts following the man, but no one dares to underestimate him because of this.

[Looks like Lou Xiao's mother must be a great beauty. ] Laobai obviously also recognized the man's identity, he restlessly rubbed against Lou Xiao's arms, and finally succumbed to his warm body temperature.

[It may also be a genetic mutation. ] Gu Weisheng answered without distraction. He listened to Lao Bai's words, but he still missed the old monk who disappeared out of thin air.

There is a relationship with Buddha. Could it be that he was a monk in his previous life?

But it's not right, Gu Weisheng twisted the hair on his shoulders, he doesn't look like a monk no matter what.

Just when Gu Weisheng was struggling with Chen's question, Lou's father had finished talking about the scene, and Gu Weisheng took the time to listen to it, and it turned out that it was the ghost-catching technique mentioned by Lou Xiao.

Most of the participants in the competition were young people from various factions. Even though this year's competition had been set, some people still stood up and expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Uncle Lou, this kind of competition is too old-fashioned." A little girl with ponytails raised her head from the refreshments on the stone table. The almond eyes are the most suitable for acting like a baby. At this time, coupled with her sweet voice, the girl's delicacy rushes towards her face.

Such a young child can catch ghosts. It seems that education in the world of celestial masters really starts with babies.

"That's Liu Miao, the jewel in the palm of the Liu family's generation." Lou Xiao turned his head and introduced Gu Weisheng in a low voice, and it was this thoughtful explanation that attracted the attention of Lou's father.

There was no malice in that gaze, but a bit of curiosity and teasing.

Whispering was caught by the elders, Gu Weisheng's body floating in the air froze, and then nodded slightly at the other party.

——He can't call uncle or something, but it's always okay to say hello and the like.

"That's right, it's so boring to always play this old routine." As soon as Liu Miao finished speaking, the young man with blond hair next to her nodded in agreement. He was wearing a pair of baggy ripped trousers, and the design of his top was also flirtatious. V-neck, a metal earring fastened on his left ear, making him look even less like a celestial master.

"Il," completely ignoring Lou's father's gaze, Lou Xiao still whispered to Gu Weisheng, "He's a mixed race."

Although he has lived for 1000 years, Gu Weisheng, an old man, has never seen many foreigners.

Especially foreigners appearing in this situation.

Perhaps because he noticed Gu Weisheng's gaze, the young man named Yi Er gave Gu Weisheng a bright smile, his blue eyes seemed to be filled with shining stars.

It doesn't look as outrageous as the clothes, Gu Weisheng silently commented in his heart, the next second, his left hand was grabbed by someone calmly, and he felt a little itchy in the palm of his hand.

The older generation sat on the ground and drank tea. It seemed that a few juniors were allowed to make trouble. Father Lou, who hadn't noticed his son's little tricks at all, put on a sullen face: "Don't mess around."

"This competition is not only for you juniors to compete with each other, but also to solve the crisis of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple."

"There is a mausoleum buried under Yanshan Mountain, and this time you will be hunting ghosts here."

As soon as these words came out, except for a few old people sitting in the center of the courtyard, everyone else couldn't help talking in a low voice.

"Go to the tomb?" Liu Miao exhaled softly, her eyes were filled with eagerness, "This sounds exciting enough."

Stimulate?Gu Weisheng's eyes turned, and he met Jin Tong who was looking over at Laobai: [The mausoleum is in chaos, did he cheat the corpse? ]

[He was already dead to death,] Lao Bai denied word by word, [His soul is scattered, he is dead to death. ]

"May I ask Uncle Lou what caused the disturbance?" The man sitting next to Zhong Ziping asked, "Wanfo Temple is not weak, why should we take action this time?"

The man spoke like an ancient man with a kind of literary bookishness. Lou Xiao gently drew the word "Xu" on Gu Weisheng's palm, and Gu Weisheng knew that this was Zhong Ziping's elder brother and another heir of the Zhong family, Zhong Zixu.

"Under the Yanshan Mountain is buried an emperor's mausoleum, and the rioters this time are the souls of countless burials in the mausoleum."

Funeral?As soon as Laobai's anxiously wagging tail stopped, besides himself, how could there be any other people buried with him in that mausoleum?

Could it be that he and Lao Gu made a mistake this time?

Gu Weisheng, who also went to the tomb, couldn't help but frowned. Lao Bai was brought out by him, and there was no one else who could cause trouble in that emperor's tomb except the emperor.

Father Lou's expression was affirmative, and Jiang Yan's words were convincing, these two... who the hell is lying?

Or who deceived them at the same time?

While Gu Weisheng and Lao Bai were thinking a lot, Lou's father continued to explain: "Master Liaochen of Wanfo Temple went to the tomb to investigate a while ago but returned injured, so this time they asked us to help."

"Let me just say," Yi Er, who was picking tea with Liu Miao, swallowed a sip of hot tea, "It's definitely not a good thing for these monks to ask us to come."

"Snapped."

The white whisk patted Yi Er's face mercilessly, and the woman who had been dozing behind him held a pipe and exhaled a puff of white smoke: "Be polite."

The two people's appearances are not similar, but Gu Weisheng still found clues from the same sitting posture of the woman and Yier.

What is this? Like mother, like son?

Sure enough, Yi Er, who was still in high spirits a second ago, immediately lowered his brows and responded: "Got it, Mom."

After educating her son, the woman puffed on her pipe and closed her eyes again.

"Since Master Liaochen was seriously injured in the tomb, how can Uncle Lou guarantee our safety?" Zhong Ziping sneered after being humiliated by Lou Xiao. They are all the heirs of each family, if something happens in the tomb, who will bear the responsibility?"

"What's your name?" Lou Xiao raised his eyelids, "I don't need you to go."

"The location of the competition has always been discussed by the heads of the various families. If you want to find someone to take charge, you should first find your father."

"It is impossible to be absolutely safe in previous competitions." Father Lou calmly watched the quarrel between the two juniors, and then looked at Zhong Ziping with concern, "If you are afraid that your eldest brother will be injured, nephew Zhong Xian can go together. "

"What does my nephew think of this method?"