I wanted to raise a dog, but how could I raise a dog?

"Concentrate on..."

Lin Yu'an was keenly aware that something was wrong with Xiefeng, but he only thought that the other party was afraid, so he spoke to calm the other party down, and at the same time began to teach the other party how to operate the spirit energy.

Xiefeng listened carefully, and quickly comprehended the technique. He circulated the spiritual qi from Linyu'an around his body, and sent it back after leaving a trace.

The golden light became more and more prosperous as the spiritual qi of the two people circulated, but after reaching the peak, it shrank in the blink of an eye, and the blood quickly retreated along the lines of the runes, and burrowed into the palms of the two of them like a thin snake.

The bloody smell was also taken away with the backflow of blood, the space was so clean that there was no dust, and there was still an inexplicable fragrance left.

"All right."

After saying something lightly, Lin Yu'an took his hand away, and at the same time took out a handkerchief to clean his palm and wrist, his brows were slightly frowned, and he felt very uncomfortable looking at the golden totem on his palm after the contract was completed.

The golden totem seems to be just a simple cloud pattern, and the stroke is extremely smooth, deep into the skin, metacarpal bones, and even blood.

If Ah Fan hadn't repeatedly reminded him that skin-to-skin contact was necessary to successfully contract, he wouldn't have taken off his gloves.The rough feeling in the hands still remained, Lin Yuan's face was ugly like a pool of ink, and the movement of wiping his palms wished to rub off a layer of skin.

Xiefeng, on the other hand, was greedy for the remaining warmth in his hands, looking at the totem in his palm with a look of astonishment.

Of course, he wasn't stunned by the totem, but because a vague voice flashed in his mind the moment before Lin Yuan withdrew his hand.

"dirty."

The voice that was as cold as frost was exactly the same as that of Lin Yu'an, making Xie Feng's heart constrict instantly.

Is this the voice of the master?Master, you have always disliked me...

"You," Lin Yu'an put on the gloves again after wiping his hands, "Luck energy circulates."

Throwing away these words, Lin Yu'an explained to Xiefeng some essentials of cultivating spirit qi, and let him solve it by himself, and then set up an enchantment around his body to block all perceptions and continue to practice.

Xiefeng took a deep look at Lin Yuan, who was in sedation on the bed, and sat down cross-legged, trying to guide the sudden extra spirit energy in his body.

However, the vague words he heard just now echoed in his mind.

Is that my auditory hallucination, or the voice of the master?

Can I really hear the voice of the master?

Taking a sneak peek at Lin Yu'an, who had settled down, Xiefeng tiptoed close to the bed, stretched out his index finger, and lightly touched Lin Yu'an's wrist, and a cold voice sounded in his head: "It's too dirty..."

With a tight heart, Xiefeng quickly withdrew his hand and dared not listen any more, his eyes were filled with tears, he bit his lip and sat down, his cheeks were wet and wet.

He withdrew his hand so quickly that he didn't hear the second half of Lin Yuan's sentence: "I'll give him some bath cream and ointment to wash him off..."

So, when Lin Yu'an's half-hour retreat was over, he saw a young man with red and swollen eyelids and only a line showing through his eyes.

"..." Who is this?

Staring at Xiefeng for a long time, if the red feather behind the ear was not so iconic, Lin Yu'an would not dare to admit that this is the person he signed the contract with.

"Lord, master, good evening." Xiefeng shrank his shoulders and pulled out an extremely stiff smile, there was almost no light in the gaps in his eyes.

Seeing the other party's dirty clothes, Lin Yu'an performed a cleaning technique to clean up Xiefeng, took out an anti-swelling ointment from the storage bag and threw it to Xiefeng, got up, put on a cloak, and opened the door with a knife Said: "Go."

Owner……

Taking the cold little jade bottle, Xiefeng flinched a little, barely opened his red and swollen eyes, followed Lin Yuan step by step, and walked into the night.

Before midnight, the ghost market will take a while to open, the singing and dancing during the day will dissipate at night, the ghostly atmosphere will fill the capital, and dense translucent figures will shuttle through the streets, continuing the unprecedented grand occasion during the day.

Taking the opportunity, Xiefeng stretched out his small hand and grabbed Lin Yu'an's cloak, pretending to be scared and closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look closely.

"Afraid?" Lin Yu'an felt that Xiefeng's strength was a little stronger, and the movement of pulling the cloak made him feel a little resistance, so he lowered his head and asked Xiefeng who had the word "fear" written on his face.

"No, no, Xiefeng, don't be afraid." Opening his eyes and watching the ghosts wandering around, Xiefeng's face turned pale, and even his lips began to turn white.

Glancing at him, Lin Yuan said kindly, "They don't hurt people."

"Yes, is it?" Xiefeng's eyes lit up for a moment, and then he remembered what he said just now, and pretended to be indifferent: "I'm not afraid of them hurting people! Xiefeng is not afraid of these things!"

"Oh~ is it?"

The eerie cold air blowing into the collar made the goosebumps all over his body stand up, Xiefeng turned his head stiffly, and saw a terrifying face with a hanging tongue and white pupils close to his face, even the tip of his nose rubbed against his face .

Oh, it's a ghost.

No, timid people should be afraid of this!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"

As his mind whirled like lightning, a shrill scream exploded from his throat. Xiefeng turned around and lifted Lin Yuan's cloak, bent down and ducked into it, hugging his slender straight legs and crying The flow continued, and at the same time, the mouth was broken: "Don't, don't, don't come here!"

Amused by Xiefeng's cowardly actions in one go, the tongue-twister and white-eyed ghost laughed, turned around and disappeared, leaving a girl in cool clothes standing there, pointing at Xiefeng and laughing endlessly.

"Hahaha, your little follower is too timid!"

The girl's voice was very familiar, Xiefeng found a cloak from between Lin Yu'an's legs and poked his head out, seeing the girl with the silver snake's head, he pretended to be relieved.

"Hiding enough?" A usually cold voice sounded above his head, Xiefeng looked at his slender legs wrapped around his hands, his cheeks burst red instantly, like a volcano, almost erupting.

He hurriedly crawled out of the cloak, slapped the dust on Lin Yuan's body, his facial features wrinkled together and almost cried: "Yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong, master... woo woo woo..."

But he was very happy in his heart.

Seeing that the eyes that had been swollen into walnuts almost disappeared even the last crack, Lin Yuan began to wonder if she was scarier than a ghost.

"Senior, what's the matter?" Waving his hand to stop Xiefeng's movement, after Linyu An Jue cleaned himself up, he looked at Shuang Youling indifferently, but there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Although Shuang Youling's actual age is a mystery, her personality is the same as her appearance, like a young child.She walked up to Lin Yu'an with short legs, glanced up and down Xiefeng, as if she had found some interesting toy, raised her head and smiled at Lin Yu'an: "You servant doesn't even have a spirit root, it's useless to take it away, Why don't you sell him to me? Make an offer."

Xiefeng immediately shrank behind Linyuan when he heard the words, but his eyes flashed red.

Buy me, do you deserve it?

But will the master sell me?

Thinking of this, Xiefeng squeezed Linyu's hand even tighter.

"Oh." This time I didn't bother to look at Shuang Youling, Lin Yu An Chang legs directly stepped over each other, and said to Xie Feng: "Follow up."

"Eh? Come, come!" Dazed for a moment, Xiefeng realized Lin Yu'an's decision, grabbed the cloak and followed behind him, showing a mouthful of small white teeth in a smile, but his eyes were still swollen and he couldn't even bend .

"Stop!" It was the first time for Shuang Youling to be so disrespected by her juniors. A strange light flashed in her dark eyes, her face sank like water, and she said coldly to Lin Yuan's back: "You don't want to sell today. Gotta sell!"

Linyu An stopped walking when she heard this, turned around and looked at Shuang Youling with indifference in her eyes: "He is mine."

Xiefeng's whole body was shocked, and he looked at Lin Yu'an in disbelief.

After finishing speaking, Lin Yu'an added another sentence: "And, senior, don't you want to know about the "Three Volumes of Ghost Book"?"

Shuang Youling was startled when he heard the words, quickly put away his gloomy look, and said with a smile, "You really know, tell me, what do you want in exchange?"

Just at this moment, a bleak ghostly voice resounded throughout the capital.

"The child's hour has come—!"

The color of the sky and the earth changed suddenly, and the deep blue light came out from nowhere, and the ghosts in the city seemed to be blown by the strong wind, flying around involuntarily.

The ghost cry was endless, and Xiefeng covered his ears tightly, shivering from the cold, but suddenly felt the whole body warm, and the ghost cry faded to almost disappear.

He raised his head to find a pale yellow barrier around him.The barrier stopped Wangui from howling and surrounded him and Lin Yu'an.

Facing Yu An's immortal-like face, like a ten thousand-year glacier that cannot be melted away, he seems heartless, but he can notice every little detail; he seems to hate Xiefeng, but he puts him under his protection range.

Xiefeng felt that he was really about to fall.

Whether it's the other party's cold words and violence, or the silent protection, they all make him happy.

The scene of thousands of ghosts wailing and running did not arouse Lin Yu'an's emotions. He stood in the snow, with a white jade hair crown on his head, and a fur cloak, with a faint halo around him, protecting the wind behind him, but just avoided the distance. Twins are very close.

"Bah, a man who doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade."

With a light sip, although Shuang Youling said so, she liked this scene very much.

She flipped her hand and summoned a small pitch-black pen, injected spiritual power into it with a wave of her hand to make it change into the size of her body, and her two slender arms hugged the pen holder effortlessly and wrote in the air.

Scarlet liquid overflowed from the tip of the pen, filled with majestic ghostly aura.

Strange and complex characters appeared in the air with Shuang Youling's pen writing, and the strange and mysterious suction attracted all the restless ghosts around, one by one scrambling to enter the pen, bringing up a black mist.

With the influx of ghosts, Shuang Youling's eyes became darker and darker, like a bottomless abyss of devils, just looking at it seemed that even the soul was sucked in.

She laughed loudly, making a sound like a silver bell, but acted mercilessly, crushing every ghost sucked into the pen into fragments of aura, and feeding them to the tongue-hanging female ghost who had just frightened Xiefeng just now.

The female ghost greedily sucked the ghost fragments, her originally ethereal and transparent body solidified little by little, and her pair of white pupils looked at Lin Yu'an, full of naked greed.

Glancing at the female ghost lightly, Lin Yu'an's expression remained unchanged, but it seemed to be full of thunderous anger, which made the female ghost tremble, and she withdrew her gaze with a whimper, obediently swallowing her strength.

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