Daoist has facial paralysis

Zhou Yibei, who came down from the third floor, held the stairs all the way, and was suppressed by the ghost king for a while. No matter how strong his willpower was, he couldn't control the exhaustion of his body. He was covered in cold sweat and his legs were a little weak.

Yi Bei lay on the bed wearing sweaty clothes, his brows were tightly frowned... Dongxinan, why can you subdue the ghost king, he raised his hand and glanced at his slender fingers, his eyes gradually became obsessed with fanaticism, that is the pinnacle of Maoshan technique ?Will he know what the true Tao is?

Tired eyelids covered his vision little by little. When Zhou Yibei was lying on the bed and gradually fell asleep, the jade on his chest flickered slightly, and something sounded in his ears. He frowned and waved his hands to drive away. After passing away, the jade talisman remained the same, as if there had never been any strange light flashing.

The Taoist priest upstairs sat on the balcony and looked back. He didn't seem to notice anything. He turned his head and continued to replenish the essence of the sun and the moon, bask in the sunset, and drink water.

……

Heavy frost and dew in autumn evening

There seems to be a faint cat meowing outside the window

The body feels more and more heavy, as if there is a weight on the chest, and it becomes difficult to breathe, the ghost presses the bed?The drowsy Zhou Yibei was awakened by a flash of thoughts in his mind, and opened his eyes to see Zheng Xiang who was sleeping on his chest with a black face.

Elbe frowned, did this cat use this place as a cat's nest?Just thinking about it, Wu Bai turned his dark body around and exposed his buttocks to him.

Lifting the cat away and putting it on the pillow aside, Yi Bei climbed out of bed, turned on the desk lamp, took out the classics from the drawer, held them in his arms, and entered obsessively.

06:30 The alarm clock rang on time. Yi Bei, who had cleaned up his room, walked into the kitchen to cook. While cooking, he muttered to himself in his heart that the eggs should not be fried too hard. The uncle only took one bite yesterday, so the rice should not be too hot. There is a lot of water, my uncle prefers dry rice, and some carrots should be added to the side dishes to cure my uncle's night blindness...

"Is there no classmate asking you out on weekends?"

Zhou Yibei noticed that the fried and tender egg in his uncle's bowl was completely eaten, and there was hidden relief in his eyes, and it took him a long time to realize that the Taoist priest of the Southwest had just spoken to him, " ……Um?"

"Your dad called to ask you to have a good conversation with your classmates," Dongxinan said casually, assigning Zhou Yibei himself the responsibility that Zhou Que left him.

"Understood..." Yi Bei retracted his gaze and pushed down his glasses, and answered in a neutral manner, as if it was impossible to realize it at first glance.

The Southwest Taoist took a look at him, took a napkin to wipe his hands and mouth, stood up, "I'm going to meditate, don't bother me."

"Understood," Zhou Yibei looked at the carrots left in the dish, and frowned. Master uncle doesn't eat carrots?

.....

A restaurant near Daxue Road

More than [-] students were laughing and making noise in the large private room, making people uneasy.

The cold-faced young man was sitting in the corner, holding a bottle of wine with a serious face, looking down at something, drawing something on the table with his fingers, if it wasn't for what Dongxinan said in the morning, he wouldn't be bothered to come here to waste time.

"Hahahaha, you know, right? It took a lot of time for your class tutor to have three girlfriends after only one year of graduate school," a tall senior walked into the private room next door, and Zhou Yibei raised his head as soon as he entered. head, looking deeply at the senior not far behind.

The head teacher drank a little too much, and he spoke unrestrainedly, "We were just joking around with each other, so you are such a scumbag, your ex-girlfriend is mentally disturbed because you dumped her, this Was she expelled for the semester? I heard she committed suicide at home."

The senior who came in smiled awkwardly, and looked up, "...How much wine did you pour your class teacher into? This is all nonsense."

"Hehehe..." The head teacher laughed silly a few times, hiccupped, and pulled the senior to sit down, "Come here, let's have a few drinks together when we come in."

The senior didn't evade a few words, and was poured a lot of wine by the cucumber eggs, he should have been drinking a lot before, but now he couldn't help but want to vomit, and another ignorant junior came to toast, he waved his hand to cover it He walked to the bathroom with his mouth open.

Zhou Yibei has been looking at his back all the time. A baby with a purple face is hanging on his shoulder, no, it should be called a baby spirit, clasping his shoulder tightly, leaning his head against his ear, eyes and mouth. In the dark hole, the senior was about to go out, the baby spirit turned his head and looked at Zhou Yibei fiercely, the baby's piercing screams rang in his ears, but no one else heard it.

Zhou Yibei took his last sip of wine, put the beer bottle on the table, stood up and pushed aside a few people before going out, not caring at all about the disgusted eyes and whispers of the classmates he squeezed into.

The senior vomited in the toilet, and Zhou Yibei stood outside waiting for him with a glass of water.

As soon as the people inside pushed the door open, they were startled by the cold-faced young man outside, "Are... what's wrong?"

"Drink it," Zhou Yibei stuffed the water glass to the senior, and the senior went on drunk and dizzy, and smiled, "Thank you, you are quite careful..." As soon as the water was in his mouth, he He spit it out in one mouthful, looked down, and saw that there was black ashes under the quilt, and he was furious, "Are you sick? What are you doing?"

Zhou Yibei looked at the wall behind with a cold face as if he didn't hear it. The senior scolded him and turned to leave. Yibei looked at his back, raised his hand and drew a complicated pattern in the air. Muttering, "Yuan Henryzhen, the mighty god... Tian Gang is upright, dissipating the demon atmosphere... Kui Zhuan Gang Xing, evil spirits humming, hurrying like a law."

The senior who was swearing bad words suddenly paused, the shoulder that had been hurting for several days suddenly stopped hurting, and a baby's crying and screaming faintly flashed in his ear, he was clever, turned his head and glanced at the child who was going down. The figure of the young man upstairs frowned and cursed a few times before returning to the private room.

Zhou Yibei got on the bus going home, and there were not many people here and there. He sat in the corner, and suddenly said something to the air next to him, "Be honest."

The person in front looked back at him, shook his head and sighed, secretly thinking that it's a pity for this kid, his head is broken at such a young age.

As if being burned, the baby spirit made a weird coughing sound, and crawled to his hand. Zhou Yibei frowned and shook his hand, but his arm passed directly through the baby spirit. Once he was released, the baby spirit followed him again. Crawling his hands on his shoulders, "...go down."

The bus driver was attracted by the soft roar, and glanced at the young man sitting at the back from the rearview mirror. Liang, stepped on the gas pedal a little faster under his feet, praying that this must be a fool, don't hit a ghost.

It wasn't until Zhou Yibei got out of the car that the other people in the car were fine, so he dared to breathe a sigh of relief. He glanced at the young man walking away from the rear view mirror, and almost peed his pants. He saw half of the young man's shoulders The blue-purple baby whose body was burnt, the driver reacted for a while, trembling and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the bus flew away like flying.