My heavenly teacher, my object is evil

Song Yixing stared closely at Zhai Yan, needless to say, those people in the Baoyang Taoist Temple were just like Song Yixing, holding their breath and staring at Di Yan.

When Zhai Yan set his eyes on the gold bricks, Song Yixing's mind was full of gasps.

Song Yixing clenched his fists, the longer Zhai Yan watched, the more anxious he became.Just when Song Yixing was ready to die, Zhai Yan raised his eyes to Song Yixing.

Zhai Yan thought for a while and said, "I don't understand."

Song Yixing: "..."

A few members of Baoyang Taoist Temple: "..."

Song Yixing thought about it carefully, and finally figured out what Zhai Yan meant by "I don't understand".Many college students will return the knowledge they have learned to their teachers a few years after graduation, and this ghost has been imprisoned in the Tongtian Tower for so many years, and it has also stayed in the new era society for five years after leaving the Tongtian Tower. Playing with a smartphone, knowing how to run home in rainy days, and not picking up food on the ground is good enough, but can you expect him to read traditional Chinese characters?

Besides, when Zhai Yan died, he should have just entered school for a few days.

However, Song Yixing curled his fingers slightly and sighed in his heart.

The ghost said it was stupid, but it actually knew he was coming.

Song Yixing said, "When did you find out?"

Zhai Yan walked up to him, stretched out his hand to touch Song Yixing's face, gently kneaded Song Yi's lips with his fingers, and finally wanted to touch Song Yixing's ear, but Song Yixing grabbed his hand, and Song Yixing blushed, "It's a live broadcast! "

In the unexpected encounter in the previous obsession, Zhai Yan discovered how the ghost king didn't know the bride with whom he had a contract.

It's just that Song Yixing didn't recognize him, and Zhai Yan felt that Song Yixing must have his reasons, and he didn't expose them.

It's just that Song Yixing didn't stay long in the previous obsession and left. Zhai Yan was worried about him and kept looking for him.But there are too many obsessions in "Dian Zhu Sha Yin", and Zhai Yan didn't guide him, so he could only search for them one by one. It was only then that these words that the Yan Ye Mountain Ghost King could not understand were left on the floor tiles.

When it comes to writing, although Zhai Yan can't read it, he understands that these words do not belong to obsessions, and the handwriting is not Song Yixing's, so it is only left by Wuming.The content of the text must also be Wuming's delaying tactic, Wuming will not be with Zhai Yan, but Song Yixing is the only person in the world who can delay Zhai Yan's pursuit of revenge.

He had no choice but to recognize Song Yixing, and asked softly, "What did you write?"

Song Yixing thought for a while, and then said: "It is written on the ground: the soul is out of the body, if it does not return in three days, it will never return, obsession has no time, and the world is already the second day." As for the remaining signatures, Song Yixing felt disgusted , do not want to read.

Speaking of this, Song Yixing thought that it was like this anyway, so he said it all at once, and then said: "It's not that I don't recognize you, I'm afraid that I will delay you and cause trouble. But now it's still..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhai Yan interrupted: "You are not troublesome."

Song Yixing was slightly startled, and smiled: "Do you want to protect me?"

Zhai Yan nodded.

Song Yixing: "Can you protect me?"

Zhai Yan: "Yes."

If even Song Yixing couldn't protect him, he wouldn't be the king of ghosts.

What else did Song Yixing say, dizziness was coming.It's hard to say which obsession he will go to, fearing that Zhai Yan will find him again, Song Yixing came out of the emperor.

He was obviously not qualified to be Ah Piao, but fortunately there was Zhai Yan, who stretched out his hand to hold him, and Song Yixing didn't let Song Yixing drift around because of lack of center of gravity.

This obsession is about to end, and because Wuming used the Eight Treasures Sword to engrave characters, this obsession faintly shows signs of collapse.

Song Yixing suddenly thought of something, hurried forward to pick up the pen, quickly dipped in the ink, picked up a memorial, and left the doubts in his heart on it.

He was asking the little uncle if he could destroy his obsession, so that the less obsession he had, the less place Wuming could hide.

The little uncle gave Song Yixing an affirmative answer, but once the obsession is destroyed, it is difficult to recover.

It's like a pity that the precious video is lost.

Song Yixing heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Di Yan, and then at his hand that was tightly held by Di Yan.

As long as people are by your side, every day is precious.

Song Yixing already had an idea of ​​catching Wuming, so he whispered it in Zhai Yan's ear.

Zhai Yan said yes.

This obsession has completely collapsed, Song Yixing no longer possessed himself, and was led by Zhai Yan to the next obsession.

He found out how many memories are stored in the 'point of cinnabar seal', and each memory is a small dot of faint light, and these lights merge together, like a galaxy.

Zhai Yan was not in a hurry to bring Song Yixing into obsession, but waited for Song Yixing to speak.

Song Yixing pointed out, "Get rid of this obsession."

Probably because it was his own obsession, Song Yixing looked at this obsession, and felt a little strange in his heart.

Zhai Yan: "Okay."

Zhai Yan held Song Yixing tightly, penetrating this obsession in the splendid aurora.

As soon as he became obsessed, Song Yixing heard earth-shattering shouts.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

What followed was the enthronement scene that many TV dramas cost a lot of money to create. Song Yixing and Zhai Yan fell behind the scene, looking at the black and white people, they were shocked: "The emperor will not fail!"

As he spoke, he straightened his neck to look at the people on the [-]th-level Danchi, and after seeing the people standing on it, Song Yixing breathed a sigh of relief.

is himself.

Zhai Yan also looked at the emperor from afar, the young emperor was not angry and arrogant.

Hundreds of thousands of civil and military officials straightened their sleeves and gowns, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times.

It's just that they didn't see a ghost standing next to the young emperor.

Zhai Yan stared at the emperor, and Song Yixing stared at the ghost, because skipping a lot of obsessions was like missing a few episodes of a series, but you can guess it.

The emperor sowed discord and magnified the nameless greed.But Wuming is not a simple-minded idiot who can be overwhelmed by a few words. The reason why he believes in the emperor is because the emperor really ate the elixir.

Wuming then went to clean up the rebels for the emperor.

The death of a rebellious minister is no less than a group of dragons without a leader. The emperor has kept a low profile all these years, and took advantage of the chaos to attack them, quickly reversing the situation.

It's just that it's easy to kill one person without a name, but it's difficult to kill one person.

It is really easy for the emperor to control Wuming who has no military power, a general can subdue Wuming.

Then the emperor cut off Wuming's right hand himself - the person he sent to invite the Taoist priest brought back the news. Although the Taoist priest was difficult to invite, the Taoist priest gave them advice.

Taoism regards the left as auspicious and the right as evil.

The emperor is the most shrewd, how could he not see that every time Wuming controls Zhai Yan, he uses his right hand.

Wuming, who lost his right hand, was finally eaten back by the raised kid.

However, the emperor's life is not long...

Song Yixing looked at the emperor, and suddenly frowned: "Zhai Yan!"

Zhai Yan naturally felt it too.

If the emperor's life is not long at this time, how can he still have the energy to carry out this enthronement ceremony!Besides, the emperor is the emperor, even if the counterattack is successful, there is no need to hold an enthronement ceremony at all!

Song Yixing counted the dragons in the dragon robe on the emperor, one dragon, two dragons, three dragons...the nine dragons are all on the robe, this is nameless!

After entering the obsession, he went to talk to Zhai Yan, only to find that the people around him, whether they are palace officials, ministers, or the army, these passers-by all have the same face!It's just that they are dressed differently, and they are behind the obsession, and it was only then that they discovered it!

Several members of Baoyang Taoist Temple also noticed something was wrong, and the little master shouted: "Song Yixing, this is not your obsession!"

"Wat board!"

'The harmony of the jade board is clear', the wat board of Cao Guojiu, the Eight Immortals, can purify evil spirits and open up new worlds.

This is the enchantment space cast by the nameless self.

Song Yixing quickly pinched the Mantra of Wanxie Revealing Mantra.

Even if he is in the state of a soul, but his cultivation is especially strong, the Mantra of All Evil Appearance forms a huge golden net, covering the sky and covering the sky, engulfing everyone except him and Zhai Yan.

As a result, the common face of the people around him changed into an anonymous face in an instant.

Even the young emperor turned into a nameless face.

Wuming looked at the two of them gloomyly, and quickly pinched his right hand.Immediately, the worshiping puppets all turned to Song Yixing and Zhai Yan.

"Go!" Wuming ordered, and everyone came towards the two of them!

Zhai Yan's eyes showed killing intent, and the evil spirit overflowed from his body. For a short while, the dark blue sky was covered by the evil evil.

Wuming suddenly shouted: "Zhai Gui! If you don't care about the lives of people around you, you can destroy them!"

"Damn it!" Song Yixing grabbed Zhai Yan and said: "Zhai Yan, don't listen to him, I can protect myself, you go get Wuming!"

Wuming said loudly again: "He is just a ray of soul. If I die, this place will be destroyed. Do you think he can escape!"

Song Yixing didn't strike a single place, and didn't make seals anymore, and cursed at Wuming with his fingers: "You called your mother!"

The other hand pushed Di Yan calmly.

Wuming paused, and looked at Song Yixing inexplicably, he probably didn't expect Song Yixing to be so vulgar, he saw Zhai Yan's hesitation and was about to speak.

Nameless: "If you..."

Song Yixing: "All fucking fart."

Nameless: "You might as well..."

Song Yixing: "Zhai Yan, don't listen to the fucking nonsense, kill him! Kill him immediately!"

Nameless: "This place is me..."

Song Yixing: "Fuck off! Bitch!"

Wuming kept silent, and his gloomy eyes fell on Song Yixing: "You..."

Song Yixing: "Fuck you, you think I'll play Qiong Yao's drama of life and death for you from here."

nameless:"……"

He has met a formidable opponent.

Song Yixing said loudly: "Wu Ming, you bastard! The scourge will last for thousands of years. I'm sorry for Marx if you don't die!"

Wuming didn't want to talk nonsense with Song Yixing anymore, mainly because he couldn't quarrel with him, and when he wanted to focus on Zhai Yan, he heard Song Yixing shout again: "Prosperity! Democracy! Civilization! Harmony! Freedom! Equality! Justice! Rule of law! Patriotism! Dedication!" Integrity! Friendly!"

nameless:"……"

Wuming really can't help it, Song Yixing is too noisy, and Song Yixing is also a Taoist, he knows how to break his magic circle.

He had to tell Song Yixing to shut up!

The gloomy eyes looked at Song Yixing again and again, and Wuming secretly silently said the ghost formula in his heart, "Go!"

The evil spirit cut off by the Eight Treasures Sword rushed towards Song Yixing, Song Yixing hurriedly turned to hide, but he was in the state of a soul, and he was not even floating steadily, so it was really difficult to completely dodge such a blow.

Song Yixing only felt a pain in front of his eyes, and then there was darkness.

His eyes were scratched by evil spirits, and he ushered in blindness.

Song Yixing didn't dare to make too much movement, just now he pushed Zhai Yan away, letting Zhai Yan kill Wuming when Wuming was distracted and had no time to control the puppet.

He was also afraid that Zhai Yan would be distracted by making too much noise.

He listened attentively to the movement, he couldn't see it for the time being, but some people from Baoyang Taoist Temple helped him to watch.

But at this time, he only heard the sound of a collapse.

boom -

Deafening.

Even Zhai Yan's voice seemed ethereal.

"Little Xing." Zhai Yan pulled Song Yixing back: "Okay."

Song Yixing breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Is Wuming dead? Congratulations, Zhai Yan."

at last……

Finally solved.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he was still happy for Zhai Yan from the bottom of his heart.

Zhai Yan stared at Song Yixing, stretched out his hand and waved in front of Song Yixing's eyes, Song Yixing didn't respond at all, his heart tightened: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Song Yixing was slightly stunned, and then said: "It's not a problem."

I haven't heard Di Yan's voice for a long time, so I held up Di Yan's hand, comforted him for a while, and said softly: "I can't see you for the time being... let's go out first, the little uncle should have a way."

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Song Yixing only felt his figure sway, and then the voices of several people from Baoyang Taoist Temple rang from his ears.

Lu Qian: "Day, I tell you to be more fucking careful, why are you blind!"

Zhai Yan: "Save him."

Song Yixing couldn't see anything, he could only feel the pain in the wrist that was tightly held by Zhai Yan, and Zhai Yan was very worried about him.

The little uncle said: "Let his soul return to its place first, and then see if his eyes can recover."

Lu Qian: "Zhai Yan, let him go."

Song Yixing squeezed Zhai Yan's hand, and comforted him in a low voice: "Zhai Yan, it's okay, let me go first."

Only then did Zhai Yan slowly let go of Song Yixing.

It is not difficult for the few members of the Baoyang Taoist temple to return their souls to their original positions. Song Yixing returned to his body after only a short breath.

His first reaction was not to open his eyes to verify whether his eyes would be affected after returning to his position, but to touch the 'point of cinnabar print' on his neck first.

'Point cinnabar seal' is still there.

The little uncle said: "Don't worry, we are all watching, Wuming is really dead, your master thinks that Wuming died too fast, he was so angry that he even recorded the video! But your obsession is not over yet, So the 'point cinnabar seal' is still there."

Song Yixing breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Qian said angrily, "Let's see if your eyes can still work!"

Song Yixing opened his eyes.

It was still pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

The eyes cannot focus because they cannot see something. Song Yixing's gaze falling on the eyes of several people in Baoyang Taoist Temple is the answer. Only Zhai Yan doesn't know, staring at Song Yixing closely, his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Little Xing."

Song Yixing turned his head to Zhai Yan through his voice, showing an apologetic expression.

The little uncle hurriedly said: "I'll go and look through the classics!"

Lu Qian wanted to sigh, but held back, and only said to Zhai Yan: "The soul is back in place, and he is still weak due to injuries, you can let him have a good rest, maybe he will be fine after a night of sleep. "

He touched the red envelope in his pocket, and felt that now was not a good time to give a red envelope to his disciple-in-law, so he put the red envelope back in his pocket, and went out with his junior uncle.

This is Song Yixing's room in Baoyang Taoist Temple, and little Taoist priests come to clean it every day.

Song Yixing heard the sound of closing the door, and then there was a deathly silence in the room. He thought for a while and called tentatively: "Zhai Yan?"

When no one answered, he frowned, thinking that this ghost might leave too.

Just as he was about to speak again, he was hugged into a cold embrace.

Song Yixing laughed: "I'm calling you! Why don't you make a sound!"

Zhai Yan hugged him tightly and said for a long time, "I'm sorry."

Didn't protect Song Yixing well.

Song Yixing heard the guilt in Zhai Yan's tone, and hurriedly said: "Wu Ming died, you should be happy, don't be sad."

Zhai Yan: "Your eyes."

Song Yixing said: "Didn't you hear Master say that you'll be fine after a night of sleep?"

Zhai Yan heard this and put him on the bed.

Song Yixingxin said, Zhai Yan is really dead-headed.

But he was indeed very tired, laying on the pillow, Song Yixing said: "Zhai Yan, you accompany me."

Then Zhai Yan lay down.

After Di Yan lay down completely, Song Yixing reached out and grabbed Di Yan's clothes, and asked, "Zhai Yan, tell me how you killed Wuming."

Zhai Yan reached out and touched Song Yixing's eyes.

"He's not paying attention to me."

Wuming only focused on scolding Song Yixing, perhaps because he underestimated Zhai Yan's strength.The moment Wuming pinched the decision to hurt Song Yixing, Zhai Yan clamped Wuming's neck tightly.

Wuming cursed secretly, only then did he realize that he had been tricked again.

If he manipulates the puppet, Zhai Yan will also hesitate to pay attention to whether the puppet will hurt Song Yixing.

But at this time, the gate of life has been controlled by Zhai Yan, and Wuming knows that the situation is over, and wants to let the whole space collapse before Zhai Yan crushes himself, so that Song Yixing, who has been scolding all the time, may be buried with him.

But Zhai Yan didn't give him this chance, the hatred of exterminating the family, the hatred of driving, finally got revenge after thousands of years.

A click.

Zhai Yan crushed Wuming's skull, and the evil spirit caused by Wuming completely swallowed Wuming.There is no trace of Wuming's death, this is Xiaoxing's obsession, Wuming does not deserve to leave any traces.

Song Yixing was delighted when he heard this: "It's cool!"

It would be even better if he could see it with his own eyes, but Song Yixing didn't speak out from the bottom of his heart, which would make Zhai Yan feel sad.

"Sleep." Zhai Yan said.

Song Yixing caressed Zhai Yan's face, and leaned forward to kiss him.

This time Song Yixing slept soundly in the first half of the night, but not so peacefully in the second half of the night.He dreamed about the rest of his incomplete obsessions.

It was still the bedroom where Zhai Yan had first met, the emperor who was near death knelt on the ground wearing a robe.There was not a single palace person in the palace, and they were all kicked out by the emperor.

It's just that the new chief eunuch was worried about the dragon's body, and whispered outside the hall: "Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon's body."

The emperor ignored it when he heard it, and just looked up at the portrait in front of him—the portrait of the patriarch.

The emperor coughed and said: "You are the most intelligent, can you show me a way, a way that can save Zhai Yan."

The patriarch showed his spirit and said: "It kills a lot. If it is reincarnated and becomes a human being again, how can it rest in peace? You build a temple for it and let the people worship it. What's the use?"

The emperor said: "If you don't promise me for a day, I will kneel down for a day."

This is already the tenth day that the emperor knelt down.

The 'elixir' destroyed the emperor's heart and lungs, and the emperor has lived to this day because of his obsession.

The patriarch finally said: "How many evils it kills, if you accumulate the same amount of merit, I will give you the bones. If you have the bones, you can naturally surpass it."

The emperor's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again: "I don't have much time left, so I can't accumulate merit, but I beg the gods to give me time. I will do good deeds and accumulate virtue for Zhai to dispel evil."

The emperor thought for a while and said: "But a bowl of Mengpo soup can forget the past, can the immortal discuss it with other immortal officials so that I don't drink Mengpo soup."

The patriarch said: "It's a rule to drink Mengpo soup and re-enter reincarnation. If so, I will give you a mark to make you remember forever."

The emperor kowtowed: "Thank you, Immortal."

In the next life, Song Yixing still remembered to accumulate merits for Zhai Yan. After his death, the patriarch asked him:

- "Do you think this life is bitter?"

- "It's not bitter, I still think it's a bit short, and I can't accumulate some merits."

In the next life, Song Yixing no longer remembered why he wanted to accumulate merit, but his obsession was still there. He still did good deeds all his life. After his death, the patriarch asked him again:

- "Do you really want to give up all your merits and virtues, and don't want to become a fairy and enter reincarnation?"

-"Yes."

There was no hesitation.

After that, there was Song Yixing who had Yangu.

At this time, the patriarch entered Song Yixing's dream again, looked at the surprised Song Yixing and said, "The merits and virtues of the third life are already enough. But I will never let you go through the suffering of reincarnation. There is a chance to become a fairy."

Song Yixing was silent for a moment, and then said: "Master Patriarch, can the younger generation hug you?"

The patriarch suddenly became nervous: "What are you doing!"

Song Yixing was rebellious and hugged the patriarch.

"Thank you!"

Thank you old man for giving me this opportunity.

Thank you for loving me in this life.

Thank you for revealing the secret.

Song Yixing: "You and Zhai are tired of falling into the water, I will save you first!"

"..." Patriarch said: "Stop talking sweet words, I don't like this! I ask you a question, you answer it quickly!"

Song Yixing: "I have suffered for three lifetimes, and my eyes are also blind. If you give up Zhai Yan at this time, you will be disappointed in me, right?"

Patriarch choked, then struggled a bit.

Song Yixing hugged the patriarch tightly, "Let me hug you for a while! I have to hug you even when there is a thunderbolt, you are my dear grandfather, you are my dear ancestor, really!"

The patriarch said stiffly: "Song Xingchen, show some face."

Song Yixing said again: "So, Grandpa, can you help me heal my eyes? Or Zhai is so disgusted that he will die of guilt."

The patriarch felt that he had met a scumbag: "!!!"

But there is no way, I have to clean up the mess after my soft-heartedness caused trouble.

The patriarch said angrily: "Forget it, I just took back your yin and yang eyes. But after you wake up from the dream, you have to hide it from Zhai Yan for three days! You have suffered three times for him, and you must let him worry about you for three days before he can relieve my heart." hatred."

Song Yixing: "Master Patriarch, I love you so much."

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wake up.

As soon as Song Yixing opened his eyes, he met Shang Zhai's worried gaze.

Thinking of Patriarch's instructions, Song Yixing pretended to be blind, stroked to smooth Zhai Yan's frowning brows, and touched, his palm touched the cold liquid.

Song Yixing paused, turned his hands to look at his palms.

No ghost would cry, but Zhai Yan's tears were indeed in the palm of his hand.

Song Yixing's heart suddenly softened, and he hugged Zhai Yan: "Okay, okay, ghost king, don't cry, I'm not blind, I'm fine."

Where is there so much care, the third generation has done good deeds and accumulated virtue for a Zhai Yan.

And Zhai Yan didn't want to be saved, and he only waited for Song Yixing for thousands of years.

Song Yixing watched the video of Wuming being pinched to death by Zhai Yan hundreds of times, and he felt particularly comfortable.Turning to look at Zhai Yan: "Zhai Yan, tomorrow is a good day, let me save you tomorrow."

Zhai Yan frowned: "No."

Song Yixing was stunned: "No?"

Zhai Yan took out the marriage certificate like a baby.

"Waiting for you."

"Then just wait."

At this moment, it seems that a hundred years later, the double brilliance of the happy candles and the harmony of the piano and the instrument.

Song Yixing: "Thank you for the invitation, I want to die now."

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