Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

Master Wang looked at him, as frightened as he was seeing a ghost hand emerging from the ground.

He said to Ai Ai periodically: "Young Master, our family has a small business, so we are really not playing around. This ghost is really fierce. He just opened his mouth and ate two people. Ordinary immortal masters... are not opponents."

Cheng Yuzhi smiled and said: "Don't panic, so it depends on the situation, if it's not right, then invite the original immortal masters to come."

Listening to their conversation, Gu Yan stood on the bluestone floor in the vestibule.

He didn't make a formula, nor did he take out his weapon, he just looked around briefly, and told Cheng Yuzhi: "Golden Core Late Stage."

Cheng Yunzhi: "Well, it seems we can't afford to mess with it."

He spread his hands: "Those little fairy masters probably won't be able to provoke them, so we have to find their seniors."

Wang Dafugui had been immersed in the way of cultivating immortals for a while, and knew the strength of some levels of ability. When he heard this, his legs trembled anxiously: "Ah, this, this, this ghost is so powerful?!"

Couldn't even the immortal masters who were immortal last time be able to deal with it?

He shouted: "Then, teachers of the immortal masters, this spirit stone must not be doubled..."

Cheng Yunzhi said lazily, "Oh, there's no other way, he's a great guy, so this reward is indispensable."

Jindan's late stage is not something he can handle. Mr. Cheng can't get involved in this matter, so he dragged Gu Yan out.

If he is willing to bleed profusely and ask the boss to help, then Chenghua will probably be as clean as if he had just been splashed with water, and there will be no ghosts left.

If you worry about the high salary, you have to hide your name and change the house.

It's just that he can't let Moxiu hurt people, he has to find a way to send a letter to the nearby sect.

It would be the best ending if there was a big boss who was free to take action, but it's a pity for those who died innocently.

As he walked, he said: "We have to be careful when we go out these two days. Jindan is close to Yuanying's demon cultivator, pinching us is like pinching vegetables, so you don't need to look at it."

Gu Yan looked down at him and was silent for a moment.

Cheng Yunzhi noticed what he had to say, and raised his head: "Why?"

Gu Yan said: "I can deal with that demon cultivator." He was so gentle that he was almost docile, "Just five hundred spirit stones are enough for us to eat and drink on the road."

The young man was startled, and said in amazement: "Isn't Ah Yan also at the Golden Core stage?"

Demon cultivators of the same realm are usually more powerful than immortal cultivators, let alone this is the late stage of Jindan.

His tone of calling names is extremely proficient, as if he was born to call people that way, Gu Yan stared at him, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

Young Master Xueyi said slowly: "Before, I didn't tell Yunzhi the real situation, because I was afraid that Yunzhi would be sad."

Cheng Yuzhi paused, stopped, and realized something.

He said: "So you want to tell me that you have reached the Nascent Soul stage?"

Gu Yan: "Yes."

To you uncle.

Cheng Yun choked up and stared at him, as if he saw something new.

He said, "What can I say if you do this?"

Gu Yan didn't speak, but quietly stared at her with lacquer-like pupils, really like a forest beast at a loss.

The shallow sunshine on the streets of Chenghua adorns him, making Mr. Xueyi seem to have just landed from the clouds, a fairy talent that seems within reach.

The long eyelashes moved slightly, and he drew a long voice in a low voice: "Where are the five hundred spirit stones..."

Chirp, Cheng Yunzhi heard his heart choking.

He said: "Yuan Ying Taoist is enough to start a sect by himself, how can you come to a mere merchant's house to exorcise ghosts and earn spirit stones."

Gu Yan: "It's better to die than to establish a sect."

Cheng Yuzhi said gently: "...you are really capable."

Wang Dafugui was so anxious that he could jump more than ants on a hot pan.

Wouldn't even want to stand on the grounds of this haunted mansion if I could.

He waved away the servants: "Go, go, hurry up and invite the fairy master! What are you still doing?! Ah! You bunch of stunned youths..."

Turning around, he saw the two young masters who had already gone out standing in front of him.

He was originally angry and wanted to get angry, but when he saw those ice-like eyes, Wang Dafugui suddenly became angry and shrank his head.

He blushed: "You two, what's the matter?"

So if you have nothing to do, don't hang around here!

Get in the way!

Even if you are a friend of the immortal master, you can't just stand there blindly!

But when he exited, it became: "Both of you, would you like to enter the humble house for some tea?"

Cheng Yuzhi smiled all over his face, and cupped his hands at him: "No, no, Mr. Wang, I just want to say, if you don't invite the immortal teacher, then my friend can help you exorcise ghosts."

He turned sideways, revealing Gu Yan's cold face.

Where did Wang Dafugui believe: "Hey, you..."

He originally wanted to say, you should go back and forth, our temple is small and can't accommodate so many big Buddhas, it would be bad if the real fairy master arrived and couldn't settle down.

Cheng Yunzhi looked around, picked up a three-inch-long branch from the ground in the front yard, handed it to Gu Yan, and nodded in a serious manner.

The branches are small and slender, even a little funny.

However, Gu Yan didn't care at all how ridiculous this "little sword" was. He took it and held it in his palm. The palm was wide and flat, which was a good material for sword repair.

Cheng Yunzhi keenly noticed that there was a thick cocoon on the tiger's mouth that held the sword all year round.

Young Master Xueyi motioned for them to stand back, and a thin stream of spiritual power gushed out of him.

Ordinary people's naked eyes cannot see the movement of spiritual power, but at that moment, Cheng Yuzhi seemed to see the phantom image of a powerful god image from him.

The god of heaven is majestic and condescending, and the statue of the god raises its hand and lowers it emptily.

The next moment, he quietly waved towards the stone rockery not far away.

After a moment of stillness, the stone rockery turned into powder.

No one dared to say anything now, Master Wang stared straight.

He stuttered: "...you - please."

Wang Fugui arranged a good guest room for them, which faced south and had just the right sunlight.

The interior of the room was exquisitely furnished, Cheng Yunzhi walked around the screen, and saw that the innermost soft couch was hung with curtains, and the quilts were neat and tidy, looking exquisite and warm.

He clicked his tongue and said, "There's only one bed, we're squeezed together, or should we find Master Wang to add another room?"

Gu Yan said calmly: "A bed is fine. Don't trouble others."

If it weren't for his innocent expression, Cheng Yuzhi would have believed that it wasn't him who said that there is only one room.

Mr. Cheng tolerated this small thought, and sat down on the soft bed generously.

He opened his arms and patted the quilt, making a soft and muffled sound.

Gu Yan followed his movements and slowly sat down beside him.

To be honest, Cheng Yuzhi turned his head so calmly, sitting on the same bed with a young man.

Sitting so close, the arms are almost touching through the wide sleeves.

There is no other movement, just looking at his smooth jaw, I am a little lost.

Cheng Yunzhi rubbed his nose and retracted his gaze, leaned back, just lying on the soft pillow.

He said: "I don't care about deceiving me with you... eh? Ah Yan is already a Nascent Soul, don't you consider opening a mountain gate?"

"I have my own cave, and I usually practice in it, and I rarely go out," Gu Yan replied, "I have no disciples, and there are no other water-sprinkling boys, just me."

Cheng Yunzhi was really surprised: "Just you?"

"Yes," Young Master Xueyi nodded, "So, do you want Yunzhi to follow me back to the cave... to stay for a while?"

The words were cryptic, but Cheng Yuzhi could understand them completely.

Gu Yan also knew that he could understand.

—he was inviting him into his domain.

As expected, Cheng Yunzhi shook his head: "No."

He smiled brightly, as if he didn't take these things to heart: "I am determined to travel all over the world, and I will consider settling down after I have visited all the good places."

Gu Yan nodded, not continuing this topic.

Wang Dafugui held the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and at the same time called for the Great Immortal Master, and at the same time called for the two young masters who lived in the guest room to have dinner together.

He thought, no matter who can catch the ghost, it will be a good thing.

Besides... there are only five hundred spirit stones here!

Thinking of this, he sent his servants to invite them to dinner.

Cheng Yuzhi thanked the host for the hospitality, and the servants took their leave and closed the door.

He sat down again, put on his shoes and straightened his robes, and thought about it.

Why did he suddenly fall asleep?

Taking a short nap is indeed too comfortable, the bones of my body are soothed, I just want to stretch myself, then bury myself in the bed, and take a nap again.

The slightly warm temperature on his arm was no longer there, Cheng Yunzhi heard the knock on the door, and didn't even react.

He yawned and squinted his eyes: where's the new husband?

The young man put on the snow-green robe that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, pushed open the door, and bumped into Gu Yan who was returning to his room.

"Just right," he smiled, and didn't ask where Gu Yan had gone, "Master Wang called us for dinner, and I was just about to call you."

Gu Yan embraced lightly, and the door closed slowly behind him, making a light knocking sound.

He said quietly: "I went out to check just now and forgot to wake you up."

Cheng Yuzhi still looked at him with a smile, and spread his hands generously, without any reason for his snooze, so that he was a little confident: "Tell me, do you have any clues?"

Wang Fugui's house was carefully designed.

Those potted plants, green plants, and rockery all have their own functions, while the buildings such as the wing rooms that come with the mansion have the effect of accumulating wealth.

Logically speaking, it is understandable for a family of merchants like Wang Fugui to seek wealth.

But the "wealth" of this trick is too strong...and thick.

Gu Yan: "If there was one thing that could attract wealth, strengthen one's body, clear one's ears and eyesight, what would it be?"

Cheng Yunzhi thought for a while: "That definitely can't be an effect that can be achieved only with formation."

They looked at each other, and the young man said slowly: "Innate spiritual power."

Natural spiritual power often comes from unenlightened mortal children, but once a monk starts to practice with spiritual roots, he will gradually lose it.

However, during this time in Chenghua... or these years, there was no strange death of a child.

"Also, they are about to transform into spirit bodies."

Where the natural spiritual power gathers, it is easy to transform people and things who are unable to resist into spirits.

Immersed in this "strong luck" formation for many years, the stones and clods inside may all become spiritual.

In general, there is no problem, and ordinary people can't see the difference.

However, once it meets Moxiu, it is really half-roasted cumin meat, which is very fragrant.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yunzhi was speechless for a long time.

He shook his head: "I thought that today's magic cultivator can't even find a job to eat, and has to gnaw the legs of other people's tables. It turns out that the last one was not brave enough, but this time there is a big and fat devil." build."

"Come on, let's go to dinner,"

The young man waved his hands, and suddenly there was a hint of slyness in his smile, "The Great Immortal Master will come soon, and the ogre cultivator won't be able to bear it for long."