My heavenly teacher, my object is evil

Song Yixing thought of that time when Zhai Yan frowned when he was in the unit building, and thought that this ghost would not have such a plan the moment he saw the ghost mark.

After thinking about it carefully, he felt that Zhai Yan was very likely.

After all, they are not human beings, so they cannot do human affairs.

Song Yixing comforted himself, Zhai Yan's second condition was at least in a negotiating tone, not so tough.It shows that Zhai Yan still has a heart that wants to be a human being.

The hostess didn't expect Zhai Yan's second condition to be this, and it took her a long time to realize that the two guests in the family really came to buy the house.

So he said: "Master, you saved me. I can transfer this house to you for free, let alone lower the price. It's just..."

The hostess trembled: "There is really a problem with Garden Ridge. None of the residents who have moved in is complete. Now all the people living in Garden Ridge are tenants. Who would dare to live here if the owner knows the inside story. "

Then he glanced at the house again: "I didn't believe this at first, but...Master, you have seen it too."

Song Yixing didn't say anything when he heard this, he recalled what Lu Qian said:

-'Lonely yin does not give birth and alone yang does not grow, neither gathers qi nor gathers wealth.The back is washed and the backer is shaken, life is restless, and the fortune is bumpy.Sitting in different directions, the aura is mixed, fighting like a beast arena, and a place of constant disputes. ①'

It is true that ghosts can destroy feng shui, but what Lu Qian said was established from the beginning, and there is no possibility of being destroyed or modified later.

Generally speaking, Jianlou will specially invite someone to look at Fengshui. If the house can be repaired like this, the Fengshui master will designate a deep hatred with the developer, no, the degree of bloody hatred.

The attitude of the hostess was very firm: "So I can't sell this house to you."

Zhai Yan: "..."

The hostess glanced at Zhai Yan: "I really didn't know there was a problem with the house before. I just chatted with other people in the mourning hall, and then I realized that there is a problem with the house. I don't plan to sell this house, I can't harm it other people."

Then I thought of something and couldn't help but grasp the talisman in my hand: "Master, I'm sorry that I can't fulfill your second condition."

He said and looked at Song Yixing: "Can you leave me the talisman? I can buy it! It doesn't matter how much it costs!"

Song Yixing looked at Zhai Yan's frozen face, held back a smile and said, "Give me back the talisman, even if the two conditions are not fulfilled, this Master Zhai can save you."

After speaking, he raised his volume: "Right, Master Zhai?"

Zhai Yan: "...Yes."

Song Yixing: "Put away your reluctant expression, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, don't you want to have merit?"

Zhai Yan was silent.

Song Yixing couldn't hold back: "Don't make your disgusted expression so obvious!"

Zhai Yan was trying his best to hide his dislike of merit, but when he thought of the dragon ball, he couldn't put away his unhappiness.

Sure enough, he still hates merit, no matter whether the merit belongs to others or to himself.

"Two masters, wait a moment." The hostess thought of something and hurried to the bedroom. When she opened the door, her heart tightened. There are too many creepy memories in this bedroom.

Fortunately, there was still the sound of communication in the living room. The hostess took courage and encouraged herself: Don't be afraid, people are already dead, even ghosts have nothing to be afraid of!I've never done anything wrong in my life, and I'm not afraid of your ghost coming to my door!Even if you fall in love with me, I'm not afraid, I have the master's talisman in my hand, and he is also in the living room, me!No!Afraid!

Thinking of this, the hostess pushed open the bedroom door.

But no matter how hard she cheered, she was still frightened into a cold sweat by her fantasy, fearing that there was a ghost with a green face and fangs hidden behind the curtain.

With her eyes almost closed, the hostess relied on muscle memory to come to the head of the bed, opened the drawer and took out the money inside.

Although third-party payment has become popular now, a family will still keep some cash.The hostess ordered some, and there were 3 yuan in money.

She found several red envelopes and put 3 yuan into them.

"Grandmaster."

The hostess came out of the bedroom, walked to Song Yixing, and handed over the red envelope: "I know the money is short, but please accept it!"

Song Yixing pushed, he is very particular about collecting money, unless he is specially invited to come to the door, otherwise he will not collect money, not to mention that this ghost is what he has to deal with, it is not a special purpose to save the hostess Fate, it would be unreasonable to collect money.

The hostess insisted that Song Yixing accept it: "This money must be accepted, and I will feel at ease after accepting it."

There was unavoidable contact between prevarications, Song Yixing was afraid that Di Yan, the vinegar spirit, would start acting like a monster again, and the hostess was too kind, so Song Yixing had to accept the money.

As soon as the money was received, the matter changed a little bit, from helping each other to doing things with money, and doing things with money requires an attitude of doing things with money.

Song Yixing looked at Di Yan, thinking about how to instill this kind of thinking in Di Yan.

After thinking for a while, Song Yixing stood up, walked up to Zhai Yan, and seduced him: "Zhai Yan, don't you want to have other rewards besides merit?"

Di Yan's brows were a little moved, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly: "Is your butt not hurting?"

The volume was neither loud nor low, and the hostess heard it too, and turned her face away in embarrassment.

"Is this the only thing in your mind?!" Song Yixing collapsed, and said in a hoarse voice: "...other rewards."

Zhai Yan: "What is it?"

Song Yixing said: "200 yuan."

Zhai Yan remained silent, staring at the red envelope in Song Yixing's hand for a long time, and said without a word: "There are more than 200 in it."

Song Yixing was a little surprised: "You know all this?"

Zhai Yan: "..."

Zhai Yan felt that he had been insulted by his IQ, and this kind of insult has been with him ever since they revealed their identities, and Song Yixing regarded him as a fool.

He is a thousand years old, not three years old.

Song Yixing thought for a while, and gave all the red envelopes to Zhai Yan: "It's all yours."

Zhai Yan wanted to count the money, Song Yixing held him down, counting money in front of others is really not very elegant, he gritted his teeth and said, "We'll count when we're done!"

Zhai Yan: "Okay."

Song Yixing asked worriedly: "How do you plan to solve it?"

The hostess also looked over expectantly.

Zhai Yan's eyes turned red, and he returned to normal after a while: "It's done."

Then start counting the money.

"Okay?" Song Yixing immediately went to see the hostess, and then fell into a long silence.

A sword hangs above the head of the hostess—Twin Swords.

When the sword appeared, the ghost mark on the hostess immediately spread out, and finally disappeared.The prey that the ghost king of Yanye Mountain is looking for, regardless of whether you have a mark or not, the best way to deal with the Yin thing is to find a more powerful Yin thing than it.

The hostess turned pale with fright at the appearance of a sword on her head: "Master... this... this is..."

Song Yixing looked at the sword, the tip of the sword was neither far nor close to the head of the hostess, hanging in mid-air, as if it would fall off at any moment.

Yin things will prefer food after being frightened. On the way from Chenghai City to Beishan City that day, Wang Zheng also mentioned the method of the Yanye Mountain Ghost King to play tricks on the living: the head of the Yanye Mountain Ghost King will hang on the head of the person who wants to kill. This sword drops an inch every day until it penetrates the head.Let the living who are about to die in a panic all day long.

Song Yixing: "Zhai hates you to come out with me."

"Did you hear that?!"

Speaking of which, Song Yixing walked out of the house, pushed open the door of the corridor, and didn't look back to see if Di Yan followed.

Zhai Yan followed.

Song Yixing closed the corridor door with his backhand, and then squeezed a trick to isolate himself from Zhai Yan, lest the voice be heard by the hostess or others.

Then he looked at Zhai Yan who came out and said, "I heard that anyone who hangs this sword on their head will be doomed in the end."

Zhai Yan thought for a while, he did not miss: "Yes."

Song Yixing said: "That sword of yours..."

Zhai Yan said: "The sword can be retracted."

Song Yixing: "..."

silence.

After a long time, Song Yixing touched his nose: "Oh."

Di Yan stared into Song Yixing's eyes, Song Yixing quickly averted his eyes, only to hear Di Yan's voice: "You are fierce."

Song Yixing lacked confidence: "...I... haven't."

Zhai Yan didn't look away half an inch, and Song Yixing could feel the probing gaze from the Ghost King of Yanye Mountain.He stretched out his hand, lightly poked Zhai Yan's shoulder with his finger, cleared his throat and said, "I didn't mean to kill you, I was just in a hurry. My dear Lord Ghost King, think about it, we took him away. The money to help people get rid of ghost marks, ghost marks removed? Except, but there are more ghost marks of Yanye Mountain Ghost King. Sending away the elephant ghost and provoking a more powerful ghost, is it not good to spread the news , then no one dares to ask me to do something, how can we buy a house?"

Zhai Yan looked at Song Yixing and took out his cell phone.

Seeing the failure of acting like a baby, Song Yixing asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Zhai Yan: "Send it to Moments."

"..." Song Yixing said angrily and amusedly, "Are you going to destroy the world again?"

Zhai Yan didn't say anything, and continued to fiddle with the phone.

Song Yixing knew he was wrong, and said kindly: "Zhai Yan, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I shouldn't speak loudly."

Zhai Yan still ignored it.

"Lord Ghost King." Song Yixing tugged on La Diyan's sleeve, and continued coquettishly saying, "Talk to me!"

Only then did Zhai Yan cast his eyes on his face again.

Song Yixing: "What content are you posting? Show me."

Zhai Yan said bluntly: "Look for yourself."

Song Yixing just took out his mobile phone, clicked on Moments, refreshed several times, but did not find Zhai Yan's Moments.

"What happened?" Song Yixing said anxiously, "I didn't refresh it."

Zhai Yan didn't say a word.

Song Yixing spread his hands: "Give me your mobile phone."

Zhai Yan handed him the phone without reservation.

Song Yixing flipped through the content, and Zhai Yan's circle of friends only had the 'Destroy the World' posted some time ago, and there was no new content.

"What happened?"

Song Yixing was asking, when he was suddenly pulled into his arms by Zhai Yan.

"Zhai Yan?"

Song Yixing's chin hit Zhai Yan's shoulder, and it hurt a little.

Di Yan's voice was next to his ear: "Xiao Xing, I didn't send anything."

"Huh?" Song Yixing asked suspiciously: "Then you told me you posted it on Moments."

Zhai Yan said: "I wanted to post it, but later I didn't want to."

"why?"

"Nobody believed it."

Song Yixing was stunned: "What do you want to post?"

Zhai Yan said: "I like Song Yixing."

Song Yixing missed a beat in his heart: "Why doesn't anyone believe 'I like Song Yixing'? I believe it!"

Zhai Yan: "I haven't finished yet."

"..." Song Yixing said, "Then you finish."

Zhai Yan's voice was low and shallow: "I like Song Yixing, so I want to be a good ghost."