Daoist has facial paralysis

Yin Ling looked at him puzzled: "Let me know what? What else do you want to justify?"

"Hush..." There was a sound from the Taoist priest, and at a certain moment, the room seemed to be separated from the Three Realms, and people outside could not notice its existence at all.

Yin Ling frowned and looked at Taoist Priest, his expression gradually became weird, "Aren't you..."

In just a few breaths, the Yin Ling who didn't know what he saw was shocked, his expression seemed to be a different person, he looked at the things in front of him and took a step back, "You..."

"I know that you are the successor of the Jiuli Witch Festival...don't worry about me, you can just do the arrangement of Heshen Formation as usual...I can help you cross the way of heaven, help you avenge, and help you get what you want thing."

"But...you..." Yin Ling opened his mouth, and found that he couldn't say those words, as if he was restrained by some natural rules, he couldn't say anything.

"I know you should understand."

Yin Ling shook his head, seeming to resist, "No, according to Shaohao's plan, not only Tiandao but also you will die... In this situation, I can't do it."

"You don't need to have such worries. Without Yi Bei and the Heshen Formation, I would fail to cross the tribulation, and it would not allow me to successfully cross the tribulation...I don't have much time, so I might as well start early."

"But you are..." Unable to speak again, Yin Ling shook his head, "Tell me why, otherwise I really can't do it."

"I'll help you kill the Dao of Heaven, and you help Yi Bei forget about me, keep him safe, and find someone he likes to accompany him... For things I can't do, I will trade this life with you... ...Don't you want to be the ruler? Don't you want to undo the shackles of heaven? The future of the witch clan is in your hands..."

Yin Ling watched him remain silent for a while, then nodded with a tangled expression, "Is that so? Why don't you go and guard him yourself?"

"If the Dao of Heaven does not disappear, the rules of this time and space will not change... What will happen will never change. Since I will die no matter what, I will of course choose the one that will hurt him the least."

"what should I do……"

"As long as you are willing to help me lie to him, that's enough..." The Taoist priest beckoned Yin Ling to come over, he whispered something, Yin Ling nodded strangely, "Can it be done?"

"Yes, but it's best that he will give up on me voluntarily. I think as long as he hates me, he will soon get bored... It will be easy to forget... Besides, I left a soul bond in your heavenly soul , what I let you see today still has an agreement, you can't tell anyone, otherwise even if I die, you will die in body and soul."

Yin Ling smiled wryly, "Are you afraid that I will tell him the truth? You did all this for him alone?...Then what if he won't have someone he likes anymore?"

"No, he will grow up in his life, there will be... As long as you are willing to help him, he will forget me. After such a long time, he can still know so many people. There will always be someone who makes him feel special. At that time, I will It's just a short, vague and hateful memory, he won't feel how unbearable it is to lose me, and he won't think that my death is something important... He won't come back to me crying because he wants to see me..."

Yin Ling who stood aside smiled even more bitterly, "You are crazy..."

"Perhaps, but among all the creatures in this world, who hasn't gone crazy?"

Yin Ling sighed, raised his foot and turned into chaotic smoke and retracted into the octagonal copper talisman, "Since you have made a decision, I will keep my promise to help you... If you go back on your word, please tell me at any time."

The eight ghost kings with green bodies retreated silently, leaving behind a slightly empty room. Dongdongnan turned around and touched Zhou Yibei's face with a smile on his face, "Uncle Shi spends even less time with you, Yibei... Would you blame Uncle Shi? If I were not such a person, I would also want to be with you all the time, guarding you, and liking you, but Uncle Shi couldn’t do it, you came too late, forget Uncle Shi, you There will be a lot of people to like, it is enough for the uncle to give you what you want."

……

When Zhou Yibei woke up early the next morning, he felt a little dazed in his head, but his body didn't seem to have the same stagnant feeling as before, and Yinling's breath adjustment seemed to be really useful.

"Hmm..." Zhou Yibei opened his eyes drowsily, looking at the face in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, "Master?"

"Uncle is not used to sleeping in strange places, and is afraid of the dark at night," Dong Dongnan hugged his nephew, lying as if it were the truth.

Zhou Yibei nodded blankly, his face burning with the words, "Then... Uncle Master... you can always sleep with me from now on."

"Okay, if you fall asleep while taking a bath again, Uncle Master will be responsible for carrying you out," Dongxinan curled up his mouth and sent Zhou Yibei into his arms again.

"..." Zhou Yibei swallowed, and boldly leaned on his uncle's body. The naked little brother stuck to his uncle's leg, separated by only one layer of fabric...one layer?Zhou Xiaodao realized that he was not wearing clothes.

Dongxinan opened the distance first, as if he didn't realize anything, "It's time to get up... and help the Shaohao family investigate the case."

"Hmm..." Zhou Yibei nodded, and tightened the quilt to cover up his strangeness... Why did the uncle feel like running away?Isn't it me who runs away every time?

"Get up," Daoist Daoist Southwest rubbed his fingers through his hair, Zhou Yibei raised his head, and the hot air rushed to his forehead, Daoist Daoist kissed his forehead lightly.

Master Zhou watched in a daze as he stuffed the clothes and trousers into his arms, "Put on your own clothes, the uncle is going out first."

What was it just now?Good morning kiss?Master...does he... think I have a fever again?Why doesn't it feel right?

"Don't you think he is too kind to you? Have you never wondered why he is so kind to you?" Yin Ling, who was hiding in the octagonal copper talisman, dutifully began to sow discord, her tone so cold that it just hit the spot Zhou Yibei who is in a state of confusion...why is my uncle so nice to me?

Yin Ling glanced at Zhou Yibei with puzzled eyes, and sighed softly...

……

Zhou Yibei put on his clothes and went out, his uncle was gone, and Ji Yu was standing outside with a peaceful and beautiful smile.

"Mr. Zhou Xiao, Mr. Ji has something to discuss with Mr. Southwest. I will trouble you about the case investigation today."

"What does my uncle want to discuss with you adults?" Zhou Yibei asked bluntly, frowning.

"I don't know, Mr. Ji didn't tell me, if you need anything, you can tell me, Mr. Ji Yu," Ji Yu said calmly.

Zhou Yibei didn't loosen his brows, and didn't continue to ask.

Zhou Yibei, who was devoted to "investigating the case", was absent-minded all the way.

Ji Yu didn't seem to be in a hurry, let him wander around, and led the people around Shaohao's mansion before slowly suggesting, "I think it's hard to find anything today, why don't I lead the little Taoist leader in Ying?" Go around the continent, the market in Yingzhou is very different from the one in the human world, maybe the little Taoist leader will like it."

Zhou Yibei didn't know what he was thinking about. He stared blankly at the corner and didn't speak for a moment. Wu Bai lay on his shoulder, raised his little paw and patted his face lightly, "Meow..."

Ji Yu smiled lightly, and pulled up Zhou Yibei's sleeves, "It seems that the Taoist leader is not in the mood to investigate the case, let's go, Ji Yu will show you around."

Zhou Xiaodao was dragged out with a cold face, he couldn't help thinking about his uncle, what on earth was he thinking?Always drag his uncle to chat in that mysterious tower.

Yingzhou has an open-air square covering an area of ​​more than ten hectares, scattered with all kinds of stalls, either permanent or mobile, all year round, selling all kinds of strange things, such as the practice secrets of the Great Immortal of Heaven, the 80-[-]-year-old The first-harvest Resurrection God Grass, and the leftover Laojun elixir left by Monkey King, these things are still normal.

Some shops specialize in selling "antiques", such as the chopsticks used by the Jade Emperor, the comb used by the Eastern Emperor to comb his hair, the chamber pot tricked by Yama, and the apron worn by the Queen Mother... Cough cough, in short, there is nothing you can't buy in this place, only you dare not something to buy.

People who come to Yingzhou always have to go to the market to look around, and it is not in vain to search for things.

Walking through the street surrounded by two or three stalls, Zhou Yibei has always been indifferent, and Ji Yu occasionally introduces a few words without saying a word, until he passes by an unremarkable stall, the head of the road frowned looking at the white jade talisman on the stall ... No matter how you look at it, this jade looks like the piece that my uncle took from me.Curiously, he picked up the white jade and looked at it carefully. Even the details were almost the same. If he had to say something different, it was missing the crack he accidentally knocked out.

"How do you sell things here?" Zhou Yibei looked at the back of the stall. He was a scruffy middle-aged man who raised his head while yawning, "First time here?"

"If you like it, I'll pay for it for you." Ji Yu stood next to Zhou Yibei, and took out a few khaki-colored notes with a majestic man's head on it, "You don't need to look for it..."

"It's not enough, girl, I bought that jade talisman from a cultural relic dealer at a huge price, you can take it as a small change at most, they stole it from the grave of an ancient divine beast," Zhong said. The young man scratched a few pimples on his hands and said casually, making it clear that he was going to be wronged.