My ex boyfriend won't let me fall in love

After the driver sent Lu Xingshen home, he asked the third time: "Master Xingshen, are you really not going to the hospital?"

Lu Xingshen found a reason casually: "I asked my personal doctor to come to my house."

The driver said nothing.

In the bathroom, Lu Xingshen took off the bandage on his head, took off his shirt, and stood in front of the mirror.

Looking at the criss-cross scars on his chest, his eyelids slightly closed.

When he came out of the shower, the female ghost was sitting in the living room of his house, staring at a plate of fresh grapes, salivating, seeing his eyes lit up, and asked: "I helped you anyway, can I eat your plate of grapes?" ?”

Lu Xingchen: "I'll see you off."

The female ghost stretched out her hand to touch it, and sure enough, the grapes that she couldn't touch just now could be picked.

"By the way, let me watch the TV again."

Lu Xingshen remained silent, and followed her request to put on a variety show.

The female ghost was floating in the air, spitting out grape seeds while watching a variety show, and screamed when she saw something happy: "Why is my husband so handsome!"

Lu Xing pondered for a while, and asked her, "Are you sure it's not your grandson?"

"...Get out!" The female ghost was furious, age is a forbidden area for all women, whoever asks whoever hits!But damn it, the angry female ghost in front of her could only say, "I've been dead for more than ten years. When I die, it will be calculated according to the age of a human being, and it will be forever."

"? Then you look a little anxious." Facts have proved that Lu Xingshen, who has only been in love once in 27 years, really can't speak, making people want to beat him to death every minute.

The female ghost gritted her teeth: "What do you know, there are always only beautiful women."

After the variety show, Miss Ghost, who is always the only one, ate the last grape with great sadness, as if parting from her lover in the previous life.

"You rarely eat?"

Female ghost: "It's not very rare, it's basically never eaten! We want to eat the food of living people, and you are willing to give it to us, but you also know that people who can see me are basically Taoists and the like. I will find them to eat when I live a long time."

It sounded a bit miserable, so Lu Xingshen used his mobile phone to order takeaway for two.When he arrived, he put a large box of ginger frog in front of the female ghost, "Eat it, I see you often stare at the hot sauce in the kitchen, you should be able to eat spicy food?"

"Good man, I shouldn't have scolded you before." The female ghost raised her nose and said with tears streaming down her face as she ate the fresh and spicy taste that had not been in her mouth for more than ten years.

Halfway through eating, she asked, "You don't seem to have eaten yet, do you want it?"

"Need not."

With enough food and food, the female ghost spread out in mid-air, explaining her affairs to Lu Xingchen like chattering.

According to her, her name was Lan Yanyan, and she was a white-collar worker during her lifetime. In August 11 years ago, because of busy work, I worked overtime at night until ten o'clock before leaving the building.Just like many social news about women being killed, she also met a middle-aged man with a hunched back and a smell of alcohol when passing by a small alley.

Speaking of this, Lan Yanyan's voice was much lower and depressed.

Lu Xingshen gave her a cup of hot milk.

Lan Yanyan went on to say: "Then, he wanted to cheat on me, and I resisted desperately..."

The voice choked.

Lu Xingshen was a little sorry for digging other people's wounds, but he continued following his train of thought: "Then...are you invincible?"

"How is it possible?" Holding the milk, the female ghost lady who was still looking sad just now rolled her eyes, "You men always underestimate our women's fighting power."

After drinking more than half of the milk in one gulp, Lan Yanyan said: "That dog coin coward tried to grab my wife, but my mother just took off a high-heeled shoe with my [-]-centimeter heel and hit him with his head in his arms. "

Lu Xingchen: ...?

Opening his mouth to spit out a question mark, Lu Xingchen twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "Then how did you die?"

Speaking of this, the female ghost was so angry that her color darkened a little. She flew up and down in the room, venting "ahhhhhhhhhhh" while flying.

Lu Xingshen lowered his head, frowned and said, "I used to think that you were just hallucinating, but now I know it's not. I hope that Miss Lan will try to avoid flying into mid-air in the future—at least in front of me, as much as possible."

Lan Yanyan stopped and stared at him.

Lu Xingshen: "Do you still remember that you are wearing a skirt?"

Silence spread.

The female ghost lady flew down and floated on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, let's skip irrelevant topics. Where did we just talk about? Yes, I beat him up." Lan Yanyan gritted her teeth with great resentment, "I wore ten centimeter high heels that day. When I took it off, only one—”

"When I hit someone, I slipped and sprained my foot—"

Lu Xingshen had a premonition.

"I didn't stand firm, and when I fell, I hit the back of my head on a rock and died."

The very angry female ghost picked up the cup and gulped down the rest of the milk, her chest heaving with anger.

Lu Xingshen: ...

"Why don't you reincarnate?"

Lan Yanyan rolled her eyes: "My old lady is full of resentment in her heart, why can't she be reincarnated!"

Lu Xingshen was surprised: "Where did you get the resentment? That person was not arrested?"

Lan Yanyan: "No, he was arrested and sentenced to seven years. Although I know the law is like this, but my mother is dead, and the grandson of the turtle has only been sentenced to seven years. Is there such a light thing?"

"So you plan to stay and cause trouble for him?" Lu Xingchen asked.

Lan Yanyan rolled her eyes: "You can't often encounter ghosts who want to trouble you, and feel that all the ghosts in the world want to trouble you. I am a civilized and good ghost, and I plan to have a good pregnancy in the future. Don't talk nonsense."

Well, he asked: "Why don't you reincarnate, good civilization?"

Miss Ghost said: "I was watching a TV series before I died."

"Ah."

"Excellent and entertaining plot."

"continue."

"The day I died happened to be stuck in the finale."

"so?"

"After I became a ghost, I immediately floated to the next family's house to watch TV."

"then?"

"And then I missed the time to go to the underworld."

Lu Xingshen: "..."

Lu Xingshen decided to skip the question of the reincarnation of this eternal female ghost, and asked directly: "Can you feel something wrong with me?"

Lan Yanyan looked him up and down a few times: "No, he still looks human."

Lu Xingshen: ... How would you describe a human appearance?

Miss Ghost blinked: It's a normal description.

Although she received the "tribute", the young lady said she never forgot the shame of being drugged. Even if she figured out that he didn't do it, it wouldn't delay her anger. The market wanted to choke.

After listening to her words, Lu Xing became thoughtful.

Since "resurrecting from the dead", he can obviously feel that his physical fitness has improved, and his recovery speed is also terribly fast. Apart from these two points, he has not found any other special places for the time being.

The fingertips lightly rubbed the nails. The nails were neat and neat, and they were the length of a normal person. They were not at all like the Jiuyin White Bone Claw practice scene that Fang Lingfei showed him.

Lan Yanyan yelled several times to ask him to tune the channel, but after Lu Xingshen ignored it, she flew out angrily to other people's houses to catch the show.

Lu Xingshen didn't pay her attention, he was still thinking about his changes until Meng Bi called.

"Nothing else." Meng Bi said with a bit of embarrassment, "Do you remember that you were diagnosed with schizophrenia here?"

After the incident this time was over, he made a special observation. Lu Xingchen really didn't have a ghostly aura on him, and most of the "illusions" together were also real.And as someone from a Taoist family, not only didn't he find out that a friend he had known for several years had hit a ghost, but he was also diagnosed with schizophrenia, which was very embarrassing.

Lu Xingchen also felt a little embarrassed for the first time.

He remembered the words he told Meng Bi to believe in science.

The two were embarrassed by each other, but Lu Xingshen finally took the lead with a thicker heart, and said nonchalantly, "Remember, what's wrong?"

"Then what, now I know I made a mistake, but you took so many medicines before, why don't you come to the hospital sometime and I'll give you a checkup?"

Oh yes, and the handful of pills I've been taking for the past four years.

Lu Xingshen suddenly felt for a minute that the genes of the awakened forest ancient ape (no!) were fine, otherwise he would have turned himself into a mental illness after taking medicine for the past four years.

"The family has arranged for an inspection." He casually pulled the Gu family out as a shield.

"That's fine." After speaking, Meng Bi began to hesitate.

"What else?"

Meng Bi coughed, cleared his throat, and tried to make his words seem sincere and full of temptation: "What do you think about learning Taoism that I told you yesterday?"

"I haven't fully figured it out yet." Lu Xing paused for a moment, then gasped and said, "But I'm indeed a little interested. I want to ask, how did you learn it in the past?"

A light bulb lit up on Meng Bi's forehead, and he carefully recalled the cultivation career of holding a red tracing book and chopping mahogany with an axe. He felt that it was impossible to say so directly, so he decisively pretended: "Actually, it's nothing, just getting up every morning. Breathing the aura of heaven and earth on the top of the mountain, meditating for an hour, chanting sutras for two hours before going to bed at night, and practicing drawing symbols every day under the guidance of the elders. In fact, it is quite simple. For those of my generation who practice Taoism, these are nothing."

After finishing speaking, I savored this passage, hey, those years were not in vain!

He doesn't know that the young people nowadays think of eating wind and drinking dew when they hear the Taoism, and they think of ascension. He thinks that his rhetoric combined with many years of experience in online literature will successfully win the heart of young Lu Xingchen , People cried and shouted and threw themselves into his house.

Lu Xingshen, who was told by YY to "cry and throw himself into the door", frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I don't think I have a destiny with cultivating Taoism, so let's count..."

"No, you think about it before answering."

"I don't think there's—"

"Why don't you think about it again?"

"..." Lu Xingshen, "I heard that Taoism emphasizes love and learning, and doesn't learn to roll?"

Meng Bi: "Yes, that's what my grandfather told my father back then."

Lu Xingshen: "You can pass on the fine traditions of your family."

Master Meng felt bitter, did he think he didn't want to follow fate?Do you know how difficult it is to find a talented person nowadays?Did you know that his grandpa was staring at him next to him?

The covetous old man Meng glared at him, silently threatening his grandson that he must deceive him, no, he persuaded him.

Meng Bi asked, "Do you know what happened to my dad afterwards?"

Lu Xingchen guessed without expression: "He changed his mind, studied hard, and finally slapped your grandfather in the face, was recognized, and became the head?"

"No, he happily planned to let himself fly, never learn to draw talismans to catch ghosts, and go to the arms of science." Meng Bi said in a sad tone, "Then he was beaten up by my grandfather."

"..." What kind of strange development is this?

"Didn't you say that you love to learn and don't learn to roll?" Lu Xingshen couldn't help but questioned his soul.

Meng Bi: "That's right, but I didn't say that I won't be beaten after the roll!"

"What happened to your father?"

"Oh, my dad has been beaten too many times. He found that science could not save his body and spirit from his father's fists, so he re-entered the embrace of Taoism. Not only did he rekindle his enthusiasm, but the technique of saving his life was extremely Good, resistant to beating and fighting."

As he spoke, he said, "By the way, if you have any difficulties that make you don't want to learn, you can tell them. Maybe I can help you solve them, right?"

Lu Xingshen: ...I think you are threatening me, but I have no proof.

After being silent for a while, Lu Xingshen said, "Although you said that I have so-called spiritual power, I have no plans to start a side job. Doctor Meng, my future life plan has always been to be an ordinary person."

This was not entirely a lie. After Meng Bi became Lu Xingchen's attending doctor for a while, he asked Lu Xingchen what his goal in life was. Lu Xingchen told him that he wanted to be an ordinary person.

It doesn't have to be great, it doesn't have to be a lot of money, it doesn't have to be mentally ill, it's normal -- that's the past.

As for now-

He didn't know either.

He went on to say: "Besides, I need to be honest with you about one thing. I want to understand and learn some of the Taoism you said, just to protect myself, and I don't plan to spend a lot of time on this matter."

Meng Bi's eyes drifted to the side, and the old man was gesturing vigorously to let him deceive the person first, so he could only say against his conscience: "The one I introduced to you at the beginning was a personal disciple who cultivated like that. Aren't you just an apprentice?" It’s not that troublesome. Besides, there’s no harm in learning how to protect yourself. I misdiagnosed your disease for four years, so I have to make up for it, right? I’ll register you as a nominal disciple first, and I don’t want you to report it. Mail it I'll give you a few basic books, just take the time to learn first."

After speaking, Meng Bi covered her heart, feeling that her conscience was gone.

After diagnosing someone as mentally ill and then tricking him into the hands of grandpa, I am guilty and I repent.

Lu Xingchen stood by the window, waiting deliberately, let the phone pick up the sound of his breathing, and then said: "...Okay, I'll give it a try, sorry for the trouble."

At the end of the call, Lu Xingshen felt that he had a little heart. He didn't want to be a teacher and worried about being found out about the forest ancient ape gene (what the hell), but also needed some news from the mysterious side. He deliberately teased Meng Bi, but Dr. Meng was very enthusiastic.

This moved his conscience a little.

Of course, just a little bit, nothing more.

By the time the call was over, the sky had completely darkened. He barely survived yesterday. After getting up from the cliff, he barely rested. He didn’t sleep for nearly 36 hours after several thrilling activities, but Lu Xingchen didn’t feel tired at all. .

Outside the window, the old friend, the ghost with the head of a human, was floating outside the glass, grinning with a ferocious expression.

Lu Xingshen actually felt a little strange kindness.

Probably in view of this sudden feeling, he actually got a little moody and nodded to the head.

Head:? ? ?

The head was stunned for a moment, and then furious, wow, this guy is so courageous now, does he dare to be so provocative!

Feeling the head of the person being provoked became more and more vicious, he opened his mouth wide, and foul-smelling water began to drip from his mouth.

Lu Xingchen's face darkened.

Suddenly, he remembered the ghosts who had been looking for him in those years, and the saliva they bit on his body...

——I want to travel back and destroy those things humanely.

The mood became extremely bad in an instant, he pulled a black garbage bag, covered him directly while the head was grinning, and tied the mouth tightly.

The ghost with the head floating in mid-air looked confused. It looked like a black balloon now, or a black balloon flying around and flying all over the room.

Lu Xingshen: "Fly again, your destination is the trash can."

The human-headed ghost immediately became quiet.

On the other hand, Meng Bi hung up the outgoing phone, feeling very guilty.

He looked at his grandfather, wiped his face, his voice was full of guilt and guilt that his friend was about to fall into the clutches of the devil, and he was acting as an accomplice, and struggled: "Grandpa, learning this really depends on one's own wishes. The source of everything is that people want to live as ordinary people, and the melons that are twisted are not sweet."

Mr. Meng blew his beard and stared: "Nonsense! Don't I know you little bastards? Hobbies? Your hobbies are lying in bed playing with mobile phones and eating potato chips every day. If I hadn't been chasing after you with a big stick, Now I don’t know what it’s like to be crazy.”

"But he is not your son."

The old man's expression became even more fierce: "It's not my son, he can be my closed disciple! You have discovered his outstanding talent again. This is a disciple sent to me by God. You can have many uncles in the future. Speaking of it , if it wasn’t for you kid who didn’t master his skills and was diagnosed with some kind of disease, my apprentice wouldn’t have been delayed for several years!”

The more he talked, the more angry the old man scolded: "Go back and copy all the scriptures on the left side of my desk!"

Thinking of the number of scriptures in that pile, Meng Bi felt that life was very hopeless. He couldn't help being wronged: "I really didn't find any ghost in him."

"That's because you don't know enough." The old man seemed to have thought of something, and smiled on his face, "Some people with extremely positive physiques, special blood, or people with visions, their bodies can't get ghost aura at all."

The old man still didn't say a word, but Meng Bi also knew what he knew - all the people mentioned were outstanding talents.

For ordinary people, it is best to start receiving Taoist scriptures before the age of six, formally contact Taoism at the age of six, and learn Taoism at the age of eight. Only by continuing for years can we guarantee real achievements in the future.And once the time has passed, it will take countless efforts to make up for the backwardness of the starting point.

But these people are different. They are naturally favored by the heavens and have outstanding talents. The time to start learning will not be a constraint at all. It is not an accidental operation to learn something that others can only master in ten years in one year.The former abbot of Huiyin Temple, who has passed away, had a closed disciple who became a monk in his 30s because of a shock. He did not expect to be extremely talented in Buddhism. In Buddhist terms, it is called Tiansheng Huigen. It took only three years. Just caught up with others decades of effort.

Even if he dabbles in Buddhist classics, he is still far behind his senior brothers, but his understanding is far superior to that of his peers.

What can you do about this kind of cheating person?Can only look at the ocean and sigh.

Mr. Meng snorted triumphantly: "In the past, every gathering, I could only hear them talk about how their juniors were doing and how outstanding they were. Your father is incompetent. Not only are you incompetent, but you also worshiped Lao Fang's family, which is even more annoying. No Thinking that God is fair, I have accumulated virtue and been kind to others for most of my life, so I have sent an apprentice?"

Be kind to others?Meng Bi tried hard to suppress her desire to complain, Jide and the others saw it, but being kind to others was probably not a dream.

The old man saw what his grandson was thinking at a glance, waved his hand, and said in a disgusted tone: "If you have time to think about it, why don't you go back and copy the book? Standing here is an eyesore."

Meng Bi: ...you started to dislike your grandson before you became an apprentice.

After the disgusted grandson left, the master put down the shelf he had been holding, happily made a pot of tea, took out a bag of hidden biscuits, and called one of his old friends while nibbling.

"What?" said a young voice over there in a nasty voice.

Meng Lao was not angry at all: "Hey, let me tell you some news, I have a talented apprentice!"

Over there snorted: "No matter how outstanding, how outstanding can it be?"

"Anyway, it must be better than your two juniors who are being treated as pets."

"Beep beep..."

The phone was hung up.

Meng Lao was not angry at all, not only was he not angry, he even turned on the TV and hummed a few words along with the Beijing opera.

Hey, I call you a thousand-year-old bird who loves to show off, and I tell you to always show off that your monster race has a long lifespan, and you always have a strong blood in the younger generation. There are no ones in the previous and younger generations, so it’s okay to listen to it. Now you have a young apprentice (When did you worship the teacher?), this old bird's younger generation still stumbled, and Mr. Meng felt that he could already foresee that the day when he could show off to his heart's content was not far away.

Long lifespan and thick blood are nothing, but our human race is highly talented, and there will always be a genius emerging, it depends on whether you can find it or not.

The author has something to say: 【Long time later】

Meng Lao: This is my new apprentice, the proud son of our human race, whose talent is much better than your monster descendants.Open your bird eyes and see.

Veteran: Hehe!

Old Bird: No, why the more I look at it, the more...