The ancestor of the spiritual world is back

"You are..."

Entering the door, teaching a new spell, stuffing the pen into his hand... All this took only 3 minutes, and Xie Jian didn't even know what he was going to do.

"Have you written it down?" Shi Yi asked, but he was very confident in Xie Jian's talent: "Draw it on me."

Xie Jian's hand trembled, and immediately put the brush flat on two fingers, and said: "This is a spell to suppress evil."

"Ah."

"Draw a curse on you?"

"Yes, I am evil." Shi Yi did not hesitate.

Xie Jian still didn't make a move, and asked instead: "How could you be evil?" Although Shi Yi's house was suddenly full of evil spirits, and although he felt a strong evil spirit in Shi Yi, Shi Yi once helped him complete the sacrifice. Well, the ginkgo tree was also engraved with a new evil-suppressing spell. If he was evil, why did he do these things?

"There is something scarier than the ghost king suppressed on my body." Shi Yi said terrifying words, but his tone was extremely relaxed: "So, I will trouble you."

"More terrifying than the ghost king?" Xie Jian frowned, "What is it? It's not good for your health to forcibly seal the evil spirit in your body." Just like him, just being invaded by the evil spirit caused blindness, In some ways, humans are really fragile creatures.

"Thank you card, help me." Shi Yi didn't explain, but only urged Xie card to start spelling.

"I can not……"

"Can't I beg you?" Shi Yi really couldn't find anyone more reliable than Xie Jian. He didn't believe those people in the Daoist Association, but Xie Jian was his believer, and he was so pure-minded that he could really do it. Communicate with him, he can naturally be trusted.

"But I don't know anything yet..."

"You help me suppress the evil." Shi Yi reached out and gently touched Xie Jian's eyes, with a firm tone: "I will help you restore the light."

Xie Jian's body froze, it seemed that it was because of Shi Yi's words, and also because of the other party's touching so intimately.

As for... restoring the light?Xie Jian had indeed expected such a thing. There are many talented people in the metaphysics world, but no one can help him.

Shi Yi, can you?

"You don't have to do this." Xie Jian came back to his senses, sighed and said, "I know what's wrong with me, and no one can help me. As for what's on your body, I hope you can tell me clearly."

"Won't you help if you don't make it clear?" Shi Yi asked back, this is a bit troublesome, do you want to tell Xie Jian that you are Xuanying?Shouldn't it be considered delusional?

Xie Jian said helplessly, "No, I will still help you."

Shi Yi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, that's good.

"I know that everyone has secrets." Xie Jian took a brush and lightly drew on Shi Yi's back, and said while starting to write: "However, if a person can't solve it, you might as well say it out, you You can trust me, and you can try to trust others."

Shi Yi didn't say anything, he wouldn't believe it, and he wouldn't understand how he felt if he hadn't been stabbed by someone closest to him.However, he is willing to give credit to his followers.

The brush stroke on the back felt itchy, Shi Yi could only bear it carefully, knowing that the tip of the other party's brush had moved to the back of his neck.

"Don't..." Shi Yi immediately dodged away, a little embarrassed to see Xie Jian behind him froze, but he still explained in a low voice: "It's too itchy."

"Feel sorry."

"What are you apologizing for? My reason." Shi Yi gently wiped off the sweat on Xie Jin's forehead with a tissue, and asked in a curious tone, "Are you hot? Or are you too tired?" It's just a curse, it's not that tired, is it? ?

"Let's continue." Xie Jian turned his head slightly, his face flushed slightly.

"Oh." Shi Yi sat up straight again. In order to find the position where the curse was drawn, Xie Jian gently stroked the opponent's back with his fingers. The tender skin slid across his fingers, which also made Xie Jian's body stiffer and stiffer. up.

"Don't worry, when you finish painting, I will definitely cure your eyes." Shi Yi promised Xie Jian: "I am better than others, and I can cure you."

Xie Jian did not speak, and only concentrated on the work at hand. To be honest, he no longer cared about his eyes. He has experienced too many things in the past three years of blindness. Whether it is mature or gloomy, he has begun to learn Do not place hope in those around you.

"Xie Jian, what's wrong with you?" Shi Yi turned his head, his expression froze: "Did you hold the pen like this when drawing symbols?" Is this gesture of holding the pen serious?Xie Jian's hand is almost pinching the end of the brush, is there any bacteria on him that makes Xie Jian so disgusted?

"Meditate." Xie Jian calmly moved his head back with the other hand.

"I will protect you." Shi Yi turned around obediently and said softly.

Xie Jian narrowed his eyes, those dull eyes were covered by long eyelashes, his expressionless face made it impossible to see his emotions.

The Eight Immortals Suppressing Evil Curse can suppress the evil spirit, and naturally it can also temporarily suppress the ghost energy in Shi Yi. Shi Yi tried to use the jade talisman as a medium to suppress the ghost energy, but ordinary jade pendants can't bear it at all. It is powerful, but it is too troublesome to replace it frequently, so it is more reliable to paint it directly on the body.

"Do you know someone with more powerful tattoos?" Shi Yi muttered, "I can have someone tattoo the Eight Immortals Curse of Evil on my body, so that I don't have to draw it often."

"Often?" Xie Jian was surprised.

"This thing will lose its color after a few baths."

"No need." Xie Jian got up immediately, seemed to be half-evasive, and quickly walked to the door, saying, "I'll let Fu Bo go home to get the paint, it's made of Buddha bones mixed with pigeon blood, it won't fade for at least a few months , I'll cover it with paint for you later."

Shi Yi immediately cheered up, "That's great, I'm sorry to trouble you!"

Xie Jian nodded and went out. Shi Yi was the only one left lying on the bed waiting for the cinnabar on his back to dry. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, Xie Jian did not come back. He had no choice but to put on a coat and go out, knocking on the thanking card lightly. The door of the house, but there was no movement inside.

"Thank you card? Thank you card! Are you at home?" Shi Yi yelled loudly, and crawled in through the door a little depressed, but the living room was also empty, and even Uncle Fu was gone.

This is... ran away?

Shi Yi's face was full of astonishment, did he run away because he was reluctant to part with the paint he had collected?

On the other side, Fu Bo couldn't help laughing while driving, and glanced at Xie Jian sitting behind from the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Ah Jian, your face is very red."

"I have a fever."

"lie."

"I didn't lie." Whether it's the truth or not, at least Xie Jian's expression is extremely serious, with a kind of deception that you can't see unless I show timidity. Come on, send the Buddha's blood I collected to Shi Yi."

Forbe was surprised: "Isn't that your baby?"

"Shi Yi needs it more than I do." After Xie Jian finished speaking, he grabbed the puppy pillow on the back seat, buried his whole face in the fluff of the pillow, but the roots of his ears were still blushing.