The law of true fragrance that cannot be escaped

"So, Lin Xing, are you going to be the master's apprentice in the future?" Jiang Lingxin sat stiffly beside Lin Xing, and he said with a dry smile, "Haha, do you think our two names are somewhat similar?"

Ling Xin and Lin Xing have similar pronunciations.

"Yeah." Lin Xing nodded with a small face, staring straight ahead with his dark eyes, sitting even more respectfully than Jiang Lingxin.

Jiang Lingxin hadn't gotten used to it because Lin Xing was a fierce ghost, while Lin Xing had no chance to be next to him, so his whole small body was almost scared into a ball.

At this time they had already returned to Jiang's house. Jiang Linghan called home when he came back, and Ronghua went in with the black lacquer jar he got from the villa after confirming which room was his. Not out yet.

Jiang Lingxin has relaxed a little now, he raised his head curiously to look upstairs, and couldn't help asking Lin Xing, "Xing Xing, do you know what the Lord is doing in the room?"

For Jiang Ling's new acquaintance to call him Xing Xing, Lin Xing was a little uncomfortable and slightly shy. After leaving Zhao's house, the resentment in his heart disappeared, and he was slowly recovering his previous personality.

"Master said he would practice a treasure for me." Lin Xing replied.

Jiang Lingxin said enviously, "That's great."

He also wanted to be the master's apprentice, but he didn't know if the master would accept him... Jiang Lingxin was full of expectations.

After all, Linxing was still a little afraid of missing out, since Jiang Lingxin was talking to him at this time, Linxing carefully moved towards Jiang Lingxin.

The slight movement made Wuyuan turn his head, his eyes clearly looked calm, but Lin Xing was too frightened to move again, his small body stiffened, his chest raised and his head raised, and he sat upright.

Lin Xing heaved a sigh of relief when Wu Yuan turned his head away again.

When Ronghua came down from the stairs holding the baby he just made, he saw the backs of the three sitting upright.

"...Are you sitting in a row, waiting to eat the fruit?" Ronghua couldn't help but laugh.

"Master." Lin Xing turned his head first and called.

"Guanzhu, is this the treasure you made for Xingxing?" Jiang Lingxin put his eyes on the thing that Ronghua was holding in his arms curiously.

"Yeah, pretty little paper umbrella, isn't it good?" Ronghua showed off the small smoky blue umbrella in his pocket, with a string of bells hanging on each of the five corners.

Jiang Lingxin scratched his head, and said distressedly, "It looks good, but such a small umbrella can't stop the rain even if it's under the stars."

Ronghua smiled and walked over, "It's not for Xing Xing to keep out the rain. This umbrella can protect Xing Xing while maintaining his sanity."

Linxing took the umbrella that Ronghua handed over, and asked curiously, "Master, how should I use it?"

Rong Hua said, "Just put your Yin Qi into the umbrella."

Lin Xing nodded when he heard the words, and he raised the small smoky blue umbrella over his head, and the next moment, the umbrella started to grow until it became the size of a normal umbrella.

Ronghua smiled and said, "The size of the umbrella is controlled by your yin energy, and it can actually become bigger, but your current yin energy is not enough to support it, so it can only be the size of a normal umbrella, but it is still big enough for you use."

There was a big smile on Lin Xing's green and white face, and he obviously liked the little green umbrella that Ronghua gave him very much. He hugged it tightly in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master."

Jiang Lingxin leaned over enviously and curiously, "In this way, you can use the star as an umbrella even on a rainy day, and it can also shade the sun. No, it is an umbrella in the first place. What function does it have?"

Jiang Lingxin and Lin Xing sat aside to explore, while Ronghua sat on the opposite sofa. He wanted to pour some water for himself, but just as he sat down, he was handed a glass of water in front of him.

Wuyuan calmly watched Ronghua curl his lips and then took the water glass to drink, as if feeling relieved in his heart.

He said, "Benefactor, the original umbrella has restrictions set by others, and its breath is evil, attracting ghosts and souls. The donor can practice it into a magic weapon that is full of utility today, which shows that his own cultivation is really advanced."

Ronghua: "..."

Hey, is Hanhan flattering him?

Ronghua sipped water in small sips, looked furtively at Wuyuan, and saw him staring at him unblinkingly, as if waiting for his answer.

Rong Hua thought, if I don't reply to Han Han, won't he just stare at me forever?

But... thinking about it this way, it feels pretty good hehe.

"Cough..." Rong Hua moistened his throat, looked elsewhere and replied, "F-I'm fine." His cultivation is just average, at least he dares to be number two in this world, and no one dares to be number one.

As long as I'm not looking at Hanhan and answering, I'm not talking to him!

There was a little pride in Ronghua's eyes, coupled with the slightly raised corners of his mouth, he looked mean and cute.

The corners of Wuyuan's eyes softened, and even after hearing Ronghua's reply, his eyes never left Ronghua's body.

Ronghua drank the water in the cup, his face was very calm, but in fact, he was flustered in his heart, as if he was holding a rabbit. When the water in the cup was finished, he held up the cup and didn't know whether to hold it or put it down.

Wuyuan lowered his brows and eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it flashed by, he leaned over slightly, and gently took the cup from Ronghua's hand, "Do you still drink?"

Ronghua: "I'm not thirsty, no, I won't drink anymore."

Hanhan, this monk is dishonest.

The atmosphere between the two made Jiang Lingxin and Lin Xing stop talking and sat up straight.

So, when Jiang Linghan came back from the phone call, he saw the backs of four people sitting in a row.

"........."

In a dark basement, just as Ronghua broke the restraint on the jar, the skinny old man in black immediately vomited blood and collapsed on the ground.

The young man beside him immediately helped the old man up in fright, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

There was a sinister light in the eyes of the old man, he stretched out his withered palm to wipe the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and said hoarsely, "I don't know who destroyed the Yin jar I left behind to attract ghosts and souls, and the treasure inside was also refined change."

The young man thought for a while, "Master, is it the yin pot left in the villa in X City?"

The old man nodded, squinted his eyes and said, "Go and buy a ticket, we'll go check it out right away."

"Yes." The young man nodded and walked out of the basement.

However, when they passed by, they found that the villa that had been sold to others had already been emptied, especially when they dug up the place where the Yin jar had been buried before, it turned out that there was nothing left.

The young man replied solemnly, "Master, it seems that someone took him away."

"Yeah." The old man nodded sullenly.

At this moment, they heard the sound of opening the door from downstairs, and then a loud voice rang out, "Really, let me tell you, this location is very convenient for going out, and there is a vegetable market to the east , walking across a street to the west is a prosperous commercial building..."

The two who followed him and listened to his introduction were quite satisfied at first, but when one of them accidentally raised his head, he was taken aback by the old man and young man who suddenly appeared above him.

He hurriedly took the intermediary's arm and said, "Isn't your house hanging out? Why is there still someone here?"

The intermediary looked puzzled, "It was posted, there is no one else."

The man pointed upstairs with a bad face, "If it's not a human, then it's a ghost."

Old man and young man exorcising ghosts: "..."

The intermediary raised his head when he heard the words, and immediately opened his eyes wide when he saw the two of them and said angrily, "How did you two get in?! Breaking into a private house!"

The old man made a gloomy face and did not answer. The young man glanced at the window on the second floor. The tools for the crime were still in his pocket... Isn't that the same as breaking into a private house...

The two customers who were brought by the intermediary had a very bad experience, and their faces were not good-looking. They reluctantly spoke a few words to the intermediary with a pleasant face, then turned and left without looking.

Seeing the big order fly away, the agent's temper is only a ghost. He walked up to the second floor in a hurry, and before he could speak, he saw the floor that had been dug up again inside the open door.

"Hey, you two are really brave. Not only did you break into the house, but you even dared to destroy the property! This is a refurbishment!" The intermediary took out the phone angrily, "You wait for me, if you don't get caught by the police bureau, Lao Tzu’s name is written upside down.”

Seeing the intermediary continue cursing, the old man looked ruthless and was about to fumble into his pocket.

Seeing this, the young man grabbed the old man's wrist and said helplessly in a low voice, "Master, this is the secular world. If there is a big disturbance and people from the spiritual world are attracted, all our preparations will come to naught."

The old man's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and he also understood the truth, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

When the young man and the old man walked through the window on the second floor to go down again, it happened that the intermediary also came with two policemen, or else this place is very convenient, as there is a police station across the street.

The intermediary pointed at the old and young people who were stuck on the window, and shouted as if they had caught something on the spot, "Comrade police, did you see that they don't know how to repent, and even jumped out of the window to escape!"

Two enthusiastic police comrades immediately drew out their guns and warned, "Put down the crime tools in your hands, put your hands up and hold your heads, and be honest!"

Old man: "..."

He had never been so insulted!

It's so annoying!

The young man persuaded earnestly, "Master, bear with it, bear with it, we can't be like ants."

The old man held back, and finally... two "ants" handcuffed him and took him back to the police station.

It's really a lifetime of fame ruined here!

Fortunately, the "golden master" behind them released the two on bail, and a policeman sent them to the door, and said to the old man in a pleasant manner, "Master, you should not wear such dark robes in the future, It’s easy to be misunderstood.”

The old man remained silent with a gloomy face.

The policeman continued, "Grandpa, I didn't expect you to like cosplay at such an age. Haha, my daughter has the same interest as you. I have a chance..."

The police comrade babbled a few more words before entering the room. Seeing this, the young man hurriedly dragged the old man away.

"Master, your complexion is a bit bad. Are you hungry? To be honest, we stayed in there for a long time, and I was hungry too. Master, please don't blame the apprentice for saying that you like cosplay, otherwise he would still be holding on to the robe Don't let it go..."

No matter what the young man was saying, the old man remained silent with a blank face, only three words were playing back in his mind... Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa...

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