My heavenly teacher, my object is evil

Opening the car door, Song Yixing got in.

"Master, three uncles." Song Yixing was sweating profusely as he ran, panting, "Zhai Yan... Di Yan..."

Lu Qian said, "Take it easy."

Song Yixing was so tired that his tongue was tied, he adjusted his breath perfunctorily, and then hurriedly said: "Zhai Yan gave me the twin swords!"

Twin Swords is the name given by the Operation Department, but with the two key words 'Zhai Yan' and 'Sword', the four seniors can easily think of what Song Yixing wants to express.

The people in the car suddenly showed shocked expressions.

"It's not about being romantic!" Lu Qian complained in a complicated mood. He and Song Yixing wanted to go together, and hurriedly pulled the collar of the junior uncle and asked, "Will Wuming know the whereabouts of the sword?"

Song Yixing looked at the little uncle nervously.

The little uncle stroked his chin and thought for a while: "It is reasonable to say that it should not be possible. The 'point of cinnabar seal' stores obsessions rather than memories. Let me use an analogy. For example, if your obsession is to get promoted and get rich, then you just remember You want to get promoted and get rich, until you really get promoted and get rich, the 'point of cinnabar seal' will disappear."

Song Yixing didn't dare to take it lightly, and asked again: "Uncle, are you sure?"

The little uncle pondered for a while, but he didn't dare to say it dead: "It's probably [-]%.

Uncle Master said: "It's better to return the sword to Zhai Yan, the sword is safest with Zhai Yan."

Song Yixing said: "But now Zhai Yan can't be found at all."

The second uncle who had been silent all this time said, "Not necessarily now."

Song Yixing: "Second Martial Uncle, you..."

In the middle of the sentence, Song Yixing realized it.

With twin swords in hand, are you afraid you won't find Zhai Yan?

Even if Zhai Yan has already gone to the sky or entered the earth, he can find it for him.

But how to find it, I don't know the method yet.

The little uncle said: "There should be records of this in the classics, I will go back to Beishan City now."

Yu Ziming immediately said: "Little master, I will arrange it for you."

Fortunately, although Yu Ziming's brain is dull, he is not stupid.Knowing that six people couldn't fit in a five-seater car, I changed to a seven-seater car.

He first sent Song Yixing and the others back to the hospital, and then drove the little uncle to the airport.

It was almost evening now, and Song Yixing got up at three o'clock in the morning that day. After exhausting his energy at Maoshi, he went directly to Yanye Mountain.

Lu Qian asked him to rest, and left the ward with his uncle and second uncle, leaving Song Yixing a quiet environment.

Song Yixing fell headfirst on the bed, his eyelids almost drooping.

Holding his eyelids as if filled with lead, he took out the Twin Swords from his sleeves.

"Zhai Yan, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Song Yixing looked at the soul on the little sword with yin and yang eyes.

Soul stood up from the blade and looked at Song Yixing with a very happy look.

Then he stretched out his arms, trying to rub him.

Song Yixing stretched out his hand and handed his index finger to Soul, the fingers were cool, Soul had already spread his arms very hard, but he couldn't completely hug Song Yixing's fingers.

But the soul is still very happy, constantly rubbing against Song Yixing, and tilting his head to smile at Song Yixing.

Song Yixing moved his fingers lightly, his soul lost his grip and fell down on the blade of the sword.

First, he looked at Song Yixing nervously, and when he found that Song Yixing was teasing him, he hurriedly stood up and hugged Song Yixing again with his fingers, but this time he hugged him even tighter, not wanting Song Yixing to throw himself away again.

Song Yixing immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't joke with you anymore."

Feeling the coolness on his fingertips, Song Yixing looked at the soul with fascination, and murmured: "Since you are so reluctant, don't hide from me..."

South of Beishan City.

No one noticed that there was an extra person on the street. Zhai Yan stood outside a high-end residential area and looked up at the gate of the residential area.

Majestic atmosphere and exuding an expensive atmosphere.

He was about to go in, but the face recognition gate made a 'beep beep' sound, and a big red cross appeared on the panel.

Indicates that there is no information about this person in the information database.

The security guard standing guard in the community asked, "Sir, which household are you going to?"

Zhai Yan took out the real estate certificate and read out: "No. 14, 2th Floor, Unit 5, Building 2."

After the security registered the visitor record, he turned to look at Zhai Yan, and was about to ask, 'Who are you from the owner? 'At that time, I saw the real estate certificate in Zhai Yan's hand.

Security guard: "...is that me?"

Zhai Yan: "Yes."

The security quickly let him go, and Zhai Yan said "thank you" stiffly, then walked towards the community.

This community is only half the size of Huayuan Ridge, but the environment is better. There are signposts at every intersection. Zhai Yan quickly found 14 buildings.

Then his figure collapsed and turned into evil spirit, and he moved from the downstairs of the unit to the fifth floor in an instant.

In front of the house with the number plate '14-2-502', the evil spirit slowly gathered.

Zhai Yan took out the key and inserted it into the lock.

'click'——

The door opened.

Zhai Yan walked in, he was not curious about the interior decoration, but first counted the number of rooms, one, two, three, four...

One hall, two halls.

Four bedrooms and two living rooms are Song Yixing's request.

Zhai Yan walked around his wedding room, and was satisfied with everything but regretted that Song Yixing was not there.

"It's okay." Zhai Yan stood in the living room, the cold light from the ceiling shone on him, but there was no reflection on the polished floor tiles, making him look extraordinarily lonely.

This sound of self-comfort obviously has no effect, just like scratching an itch in the middle of nowhere is in vain, even if a stone stirs up a thousand waves, the yearning that was originally pressed down is growing crazily at this time, not to mention the wild fire, even if the spring breeze does not come, it can survive everywhere .

Zhai Yan pursed his lips, and the room was also silent.

After a while, Di Yan took out the glass bottle containing merits and held it in his hand.

Song Yixing is usually too noisy, and Zhai Yan is not used to the quiet indoor environment.

His eyes fell on the coffee table, where there was a remote control for the TV.

Not wanting to let evil spirits fall into the wedding room, Zhai Yan walked to the coffee table by himself, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

In order for the Ghost King to join the Beishan Operation Office, Deng Qi was considerate and thoughtful. In less than a day, he obtained the real estate certificate for the Ghost King. Not to mention all the appliances in the house, even the broadband was installed.

The TV was randomly playing programs, and finally there was some sound in Nuo Da's living room.

Zhai Yan also finally stretched his eyebrows, he sat on the sofa and watched TV programs.

I don't know how long it took, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows has completely sunk, and the city is lit up.Zhai Yan turned his head to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows. Compared with TV shows, the lights of Wanjia interested Zhai Yan more.

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The next day was just hazy.

Song Yixing fell into a drowsy sleep, and the door of the ward was pushed open with a bang by Lu Qian.

Song Yixing was so scared that he sat up in a dying state of illness, and hurried to check whether the twin swords were still in his sleeve Qiankun, and he was relieved when he was sure that the twin swords were still there.

Afterwards, he went to see Lu Qian, and seeing Lu Qian's anxious face, he asked, "Did the little uncle find a solution?"

Lu Qian said: "I found it after looking for it."

Song Yixing's eyes lit up: "Speak quickly!"

Lu Qian said: "Servant ghost!"

Song Yixing paused.

Taoism can use divine power to go up and go down to conquer ghosts, and the gods and ghosts are inseparable.

The little ghosts raised by Taoist priests are generally harmless, mainly for the convenience of using the hands of little ghosts to deal with ghost officials and build a good relationship with the underworld, so that it will be easier to borrow ghost soldiers.

When Lu Qian first took Song Yixing as his apprentice, he also raised the little ghost, but later he felt that the little ghost was troublesome, so he sent the little ghost to be reincarnated. Song Yixing was still sad for a while.

However, ghost slavery is divided into two situations, one is voluntary.

Some little ghosts are willing to follow the Taoist priest. If the Taoist priest can become a fairy in the future, the little ghost will also be a member of the chicken dog ascending to heaven.

Serving ghosts is also to catch ghosts better. Although it is not something that can be put on the table, it is not a broken rule. Of course, the premise is to manage the little ghosts well.

The second is coercion.

There are always ghosts who are unwilling to be driven, such as Zhai Yan.

Song Yixing was silent.

Lu Qian said: "I know... there's nothing I can do about it! Besides, if you enslave him, Zhai Yan may not be willing to do so."

Song Yixing opened his mouth to say something, but finally fell silent.

Lu Qian was right, because he was the one who used the ghosts, even if Zhai Yan didn't want to be driven by others, but this person was Song Yixing, Zhai Yan would go against his nature.

Zhai Yan gave him all the twin swords, so there is nothing else he would not like.

Lu Qian sighed: "Xing Chen, there is no other way. Even if Zhai Yan doesn't want to, you have to do the ritual even if you force him, so that you can call him back, get rid of his evil spirit, and get Wuming out of you. Get it out of obsession, who the hell knows if you will become the second Zhai Yan if you stay in Wuming, then it will be really difficult!"

After a while, Song Yixing said, "I understand."

Ask again: "When is the next auspicious time?"

Lu Qian had already calculated the auspicious time on the way: "Two hours later."

Song Yixing: "I see."

Lu Qian thought for a while and said, "I've prepared things for you, you can tidy them up."

Song Yixing: "Okay."

Song Yixing went to take a bath, changed into Taoist robes, combed the ball's hair, and put the gossip hairpin into his hair.After he packed it up, Lu Qian had already prepared the altar for him.

Because of his extraordinary talent, Song Yixing was able to communicate directly with the ghost officials, and he was also very familiar with several officials in the underworld. He only needed to say hello to the ghost soldiers, so he had never raised little ghosts, and he didn't need to raise little ghosts.

Lu Qian explained the process of concluding the contract to him, and Song Yixing understood after listening to it, and said, "I understand."

Lu Qian said, "I'll wait for your news outside."

Song Yixing: "Okay."

When Lu Qian left, he closed the door of the ward. Song Yixing held a brass water purification bowl in his left hand and a small willow branch in his right hand. Sprinkle the holy water on the altar.

Song Yixing sprinkled it little by little until the altar was completely covered with holy water, then he took out the twin swords and placed them on the altar.

Under Yin Yang's eyes, the soul sat on the edge of the sword and looked at Song Yixing. This time, he didn't want to hug him, but just kept looking at him, as if he knew what Song Yixing was going to do.

The soul really knows what Song Yixing is going to do, it is not the first time it has experienced it, although the last experience was really bad, but this time it was Song Yixing who did it, so it stayed quietly where it was, very cooperative.

Song Yixing put down the clean water bowl, and asked before doing it, "Do you know what I'm going to do?"

Soul nods.

"Then you..." Song Yixing asked, "Are you willing?"

Soul hesitated for a moment, then nodded again.

Song Yixing: "I want to listen to the truth, don't lie to me."

Seeing that Song Yixing didn't believe it, the soul became anxious and opened its mouth to say something, but it couldn't make any sound.It was so anxious that it almost wanted to break free from the entanglement of the twin swords, but was dragged back.

Song Yixing felt pain in his heart, and quickly comforted him: "Okay, okay, I believe you, don't worry."

The soul is quiet now.

Song Yixing patted Hun Huo's little head, and said truthfully: "I have never raised little ghosts, and I have never done this kind of Buddhist ritual. The process may be more painful. If it is difficult, you just raise your hand, and I will stop."

Hearing this, the soul laughed happily. It didn't listen to the pain or not, and it didn't care. Even if it hurt to death, it wouldn't raise its hand and shout to stop.Because it heard Song Yixing say 'I have never raised a kid', so it is currently Song Yixing's only kid.

Song Yixing looked at the soul, a small one, and didn't know if he could notice it immediately when he raised his hand during the practice, so he said, "You try to raise your hand first."

The soul didn't raise its hand, it thought for a while, and stretched out its hand to give Song Yixing a thumbs up.