Two or three things about Mozun in the words of rebirth

"Little Tiger, I have passed the examination."

As he spoke, he picked up the Jianzong repair uniform that was put aside.

"Actually, Tang Sect Sword Sect's uniform is pretty good, but of course it's not as good-looking as our Fengling Yedu's uniform."

Ye Changjian slowly took off the light yellow satin and put on a blue and white robe.

Fairy and jade bones, delicate and refined.

Xiaohu sat up and stared at him intently.

"Does it look good?"

Ye Changjian turned his head to look at the back, and when he saw a certain place, he let out an "ah".

He took off his robe, Xiaohu tilted his head, not knowing why he was suddenly angry.

Ye Changjian turned over the back of the robe, and there was a hole in it, which looked like it had been artificially torn.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Hanyu, little brat!"

He slapped the clothes on the table, and laughed after a while, "A kid is a kid, but he's a bit of a jerk, to think of tearing people's clothes."

He stretched out his hand and nodded Xiaohu's head, "Xiaohu, I'm a little worried about Jianzong's future. But Tang Jiangli shouldn't be a sissy, right? Although he is pretty good-looking."

As he said this, he took the original light-yellow gown, tore off a piece of fabric, bit his finger, and drew something on the piece of fabric.

Xiaohu's originally cold expression gradually turned serious.

Ye Changjian glanced at him, smiled lightly and said, "Let me show you a trick. I slept too long last time, so I won't miss it this time."

He said, throwing the rag with the blood spell on it casually into the air, "Where is the Yin General?"

The rags spun rapidly in the air, gradually turning into a purple flag.

A voice without any emotion came from all directions.

"Whom is my lord calling?"

Ye Changjian said slowly: "Yu Chuyi"

The purple flag was blazing, and a black mist rose from the ground. The moment the flames dissipated, the black mist formed.

Ye Changjian waved his hand casually, and the black mist was dispersed by him, and a boy in black with a handsome face and simple eyebrows came out.

General Yu Chuyi of the Second Battalion.

Ye Changjian picked up Xiaohu and said with a smile, "Xiaohu, let me introduce you. This is Yu Chuyi, General of the Second Battalion. But he can't hear what you say, and you can't hear what he says. Like this , I can recruit five of them. Is it amazing? Do you want to consider being my mount?"

The five parties raised the Yin flag, and as soon as the order was issued, all the Yin soldiers obeyed his orders.

Ordinary people can only recruit low-level Yin soldiers, but Ye Changjian can recruit the leaders of Yin soldiers, the generals of the fifth battalion!

The five are invincible, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block the yin generals who kill Buddhas.

When people are alive, they belong to the heaven, and when they die, their souls return to the underworld.

Heaven and earth have nothing to do with each other.

Therefore, the ghost soldiers can kill living people, and they can also kill immortals.

Yu Chuyi scratched his head, "Master Ye?"

Ye Changjian nodded and said, "Long time no see, first day of junior high school."

Yu Chu said: "Master Ye, why don't you choose a good-looking body?"

Ye Changjian: ...

"I didn't seize the house..."

Yu Chu nodded, "Oh, that's how it is."

He immediately said seriously: "Young Master Ye, who are you calling me to kill?"

Ye Changjian threw the blue and white gown on the table to Yu Chuyi, "I remember you were the young master of the embroidery workshop before you died? Help me mend the holes on it."

"Oh."

Resigned to his fate, Yu Chuyi sat under the oil lamp beside him, grabbed a bag of needles and threads from the void, and sewed and mended.

Ye Changjian lay back on the bed to tease the little tiger, kissed its round head, and stroked the hair on its neck.

Yu Chuyi raised his head to look at him, then lowered his head again, his hands were constantly threading needles.

"Ye Gongzi, it's good that you are like this, you are heartless."

Ye Changjian shouted loudly: "What the hell? Who told you I'm heartless."

Yu Chuyi said honestly: "The ghost soldiers are talking."

Ye Changjian said meaningfully: "Are you guys quite free?"

Yu Chuyi shook his head, "The ghost soldiers just woke up. Last time you summoned the Yin soldiers, I heard your voice and came up. Brother thought I heard it wrong."

"The third child wants to go to Fengling Yedu to look for you, but without your order, we can't go out of the Yin Division, so we gave up."

"Master Ye, why did you come to Yunshuizhiyao?"

When he heard the summons in the underworld, he thought that Ye Changjian wanted revenge and took them to a bloodbath.

Ye Changjian only said indifferently: "I haven't figured out something."

Yu Chuyi quickly mended the clothes. He folded the clothes squarely and placed them beside Ye Changjian's bed.

"Master Ye, I'll go down first if there's nothing else to do."

Yunshuizhiyao's pure immortality aura made him feel uncomfortable.

I don't know if it is his illusion, but he always feels that there is still a breath, which is sacred and inviolable.

"Yeah. Say hello to the ghost soldiers for me."

Ye Changjian waved casually at him.

Yu Chuyi's figure was blurred and finally disappeared into the room.

Ye Changjian said: "They all died with deep-seated hatred. No matter how much Yan Luo of the Ten Palaces persuaded them, they were unwilling to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. It would be better to wait alone in the underworld for hundreds, thousands, or ten thousand years. Follow me to have fun together. It’s just that once you become a ghost soldier, only the dead can communicate with them except me.”

"Little Tiger, do you want to be my mount? No one will bully you."

Xiaohu still turned his head aside, wanting to be disdainful.

Ye Changjian yawned, and patted Xiaohu on the head, "Xiaohu, get bigger, you're too small to keep warm."

Xiaohu glanced at him, a soft golden light flashed, and Xiaohu became a big tiger.

Ye Changjian leaned into its arms spontaneously, and sighed contentedly.

So soft, so comfortable, so warm!

Xu saw the long-lost Yu Chuyi, and that night, Ye Changjian dreamed of meeting him for the first time again.

"The horse crane is missing one, senior brother, are you coming to join the table?"

The little junior opened the door, stuck his head out, and shouted at Ye Changjian who was passing by in a hurry.

Ye Changjian waved his hand casually, "Go ahead and play. I'll go out to the island."

Although they practiced the way of demons, there were evil spirits far and near, and they still needed to settle them.

Everyone is safe and sound, isn't it good to practice behind closed doors honestly, there must be a monster cannibalism.

Don't worry!

Especially the New Year's Eve.

Ye Changjian's eyes were filled with evil spirits, and he rushed to a very large-scale embroidery workshop in Linzhen in a hurry.

The one who died was the butler of the embroidery workshop, who had his heart dug out to death.

When he arrived at the embroidery workshop, there were already several disciples practicing in it.

Holding the demon-subduing silver bell, the mahogany sword, and the soul-scattering talisman, the gods and gods were shaking their heads there.

Ye Changjian walked in loudly, and the people around him recognized the repair uniform on his body, and none of them dared to stop him.

He walked around the house, but he didn't catch the evil spirit, but there was a trace of evil spirit.

He followed the faint devilish energy to find it, and stopped in front of a dry well covered with a hundred catties of iron.

The housekeeper's son ran over anxiously, "Master Ye, this well is old and smells bad."

"Oh."

Ye Changjian responded, lifted the iron cover lightly, and jumped in.

In the dry well, there is a bone, a new corpse, and a ghost.

Ye Changjian gave Li Gui a look, then went to look at the new corpse. Obviously, it was the same person.

When Li Gui saw him, he was a little scared at first, but then rushed over without hesitation.

Ye Changjian bit his finger and drew a soul-fixing spell in the air. With a wave of his hand, the spell was like a bell covering the ghost.

"Ahhhh—damn, they all deserve to die!!"

Li Gui yelled mournfully as he bumped into the golden bell cover.

Ye Changjian squatted down and continued to look at the new corpse, his face was bloodstained and his clothes were ragged.

He tore his clothes away, whip marks, brand marks... countless scars.

The deceased was a young man, about fifteen or six years old, his legs were broken, and a steel knife was stabbed into his back.

Tortured to death.

He stood up, waved away the golden bell, and the ghost attacked him.

Ye Changjian opened his hands, embraced him, tapped his foot lightly, and jumped out of the dry well.

Li Gui bit off a piece of flesh from Ye Changjian's arm, and said sharply, "They all deserve to die!"

Ye Changjian frowned, patted Li Gui's head, and brought his sanity back.

"Yes, they should all be damned. You tell me who tortured you, and I will help you."

Li Gui's originally white eyes turned, and the black eyes returned to his eyes, "Why did you help me?"

"Good mood."

Under the identification of the young man, Ye Changjian summoned several Yin soldiers to drag the son of the housekeeper and the eldest son of the embroidery workshop into the ground.

"Let each of the ghost soldiers goug out a piece of their flesh."

The Yin soldiers obediently complied.

"What's your name?"

"Yu Chuyi."

"Yesterday was your birthday."

Today is the second day of the new year.

He asked again, "Who is the bone in the well?"

"My mother."

He didn't see any other shadows in the ancient well, Yu Chuyi's mother should have entered reincarnation.

Before he could figure out how to deal with Yu Chuyi, a few disciples of cultivating immortals came after him.

Ye Changjian recognized that he was a disciple of the Sword Sect of the Tang Sect. He hated evil spirits to the bone, and once he made a move, he would definitely be beaten to death.

He subconsciously lifted Yu Chuyi's collar and ran forward.

The disciple of Jianzong roared loudly: "Ye Changjian, if you help the evildoers, Heaven will not let you go."

Ye Changjian clasped his index finger and thumb in a circle, placed it near his mouth and whistled.

A clear howl soared into the sky.

The sea of ​​fog is churning, and the waves are surging.

The turbulent demonic energy came overwhelmingly.

A huge black dragon swam over from the sky, and Ye Changjian jumped onto the dragon's back.

The black dragon soared into the sky, soaring straight into the sky.

Ye Changjian laughed loudly and said, "I'm waiting for the day when I'll be annihilated in ashes!"

He smiled wildly and flamboyantly, with a radiant look; his facial features were exquisite and dazzling, glamorous beyond compare.

The black dragon stopped at the entrance of Fengling Yedu, and Ye Changjian jumped down.

The black air dissipated, and the magic dragon disappeared on the flat ground.

"I send you into reincarnation now?"

Yu Chuyi shook his head, "Master Ye, let me follow you, I don't want reincarnation."

Ye Changjian said: "When you cross the Naihe Bridge, ask Granny Meng for a bowl of soup to drink, and you will forget everything."

Yu Chuyi still shook his head, "I don't want to forget."

He added, "I don't want to forget my mother."

"Okay, my ghost army only has one general now, he is not good at managing ghost soldiers, I think you are quite good when you get mad, you can be a general of the second battalion!"

Yu Chu looked at the bleeding wound on Ye Changjian's arm, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye."

Ye Changjian waved his hand casually, "No need to apologize, you don't owe anyone."

This year, Ye Changjian and Yu Chuyi stayed at the age of 17 forever.