Lord Pluto: Ghost messengers catch ghosts in the human world every day

The corner of Song Ting's mouth twitched, isn't this person too narcissistic? !

The young man was still in his fantasy, he said: "Master Dao, will that ghost do something to me..."

Song Ting said indifferently: "He will kill you."

The boy's body froze, and he came back to his senses immediately, shrank his neck and said in fear: "Master Daoist, how can I save my life and catch that ghost."

"It's not urgent, I'll catch that ghost when he shows up." Song Ting said as he turned to look at Xu Yu who was beside him: "You go back and inform the others to come here as soon as possible. "

Xu Mata nodded, turned around and ran back to inform them.

"I'm afraid that ghost will be difficult to deal with, so I told him to ask other priests to help me." Song Ting saw Xu Yu leaving, turned around and explained to others.

The young man nodded: "The Taoist priest will follow me into the mansion, and we will discuss how to deal with this ghost."

The young man led Song Ting to enter the mansion, the guards around them looked at each other, and suddenly reached out to stop them.

"I'm sorry, but now is a critical period. The whole government is on alert. It is really impossible to let people in at will."

The guard who helped the boy hold the whip said that he should be the leader of those guards, and the other guards seemed to listen to him.

Before Song Ting said anything, the boy became angry first: "What are you doing?! Hitting Master Ben in the face?!"

The guard lowered his head: "Master! We dare not, we are thinking of you..."

Now the whole mansion is on alert, they don't want to let other people enter the mansion at will.

The young man snorted coldly: "You also know that the cases of receiving peach blossom notes that happened before are unusual! Those people are people with status and status, and some of them have financial resources and backgrounds that are not even below our family's." .”

"But they have invited so many high-level people to turn their yard into an iron wall, and they still haven't escaped. This can only show that there is something special about that person who can make so many high-level people helpless... This must not be simple. People in the world can do it, but if that person is a ghost, wouldn't that just explain it?"

Song Ting glanced at the young man who said this, but he didn't expect that this dude who looked like a kid was quite smart.

The guard looked at Song Ting hesitantly, gritted his teeth after thinking for a moment: "If this is the case, then go in..."

The boy turned his head and smiled proudly at Song Ting, and led him into the house: "My name is Ye Mingjie, what's your name?"

Song Ting imitated Wuliang and Jingming's usual appearance, put one hand on his chest and said: "Pindao came here this time just to save the life of the benefactor, to catch that evil ghost, the world is bustling, many people are just other people's lives The name of a passer-by, Pindao, is not important."

Ye Mingjie had no choice but to give up when he heard the words, and welcomed Song Ting into the front hall.

In the front hall, Madam Ye and Master Ye, who already knew that Ye Mingjie was missing, had already sent people to look for him. Now they were waiting for news in the front hall, and they looked out of the door from time to time, frowning.

Mrs. Ye wiped her tears with her hands holding her handkerchief: "My poor Mingjie... got involved with Tao Hua Jian for no reason, and now I don't know where to go..."

Mr. Ye anxiously walked up and down the door. Hearing this, he looked at Mrs. Ye, and said with resentment: "It's all a bad habit you got used to! See how he looks like a decent person now? He doesn't go home all day! He was fooling around outside, and I told him not to run around, but he still ran away!"

Mrs. Ye stopped crying, her eyes were red, she looked at Master Ye, and said angrily, "This is my business alone? Don't you spoil him too?!"

Master Ye walked back and forth a few times in the same place and sighed.

"Father! Mother! I'm back!"

Ye Mingjie yelled there from a long way away.

Master Ye and Madam Ye hurried out of the front hall when they heard the sound, and saw their son standing there safe and sound, looking at them with a smile.

Mrs. Ye ran to Ye Mingjie with tears in her eyes. When she came to him, she choked up and said, "Mingjie...why didn't you listen to me when I told you to stay at home? If there is something wrong with you...how can you tell me to live?" ah……"

Ye Mingjie smiled and said, "Okay, am I okay? You don't have to worry too much, you will get wrinkles if you worry too much, and it won't look good if you get wrinkles."

Mrs. Ye smiled through tears: "You are the most poor-mouthed kid!"

Master Ye glanced at Ye Mingjie, and snorted coldly: "Stinky boy, if you dare to sneak out again this time to see if I won't break your legs! Sell those people in your backyard!"

Ye Mingjie's eyes widened immediately: "Father! How could you do this!"

He managed to collect those beauties in his backyard!

Mrs. Ye wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "Your father is also concerned about you, he is afraid that something will happen to you, obediently listen to your father, don't run around..."

Ye Mingjie glanced at Master Ye indignantly: "Understood, for the sake of my own life, I didn't plan to go out again."

Mrs. Ye smiled gratifiedly, and then Master Ye saw Song Ting beside him, and he asked doubtfully, "This is..."

Only then did Ye Mingjie remember that Song Ting was still here, and he said: "Father, mother, this is a Taoist priest I met at the door, and the Taoist priest said that the peach blossom paper is probably something unclean. mine."

Mrs. Ye and Master Ye were taken aback for a moment, and immediately looked at Song Ting suspiciously: "Dare to ask which temple the boss is from?"

Song Ting smiled, put one hand on his chest, and said kindly: "Pin Dao is a little Taoist priest from Xuanyu Temple."

Now that you have acted, you must act to the end.

"It turned out to be the Taoist priest of Xuanyu Temple, sorry for your disrespect." Mrs. Ye said hastily.

Song Ting said in a low voice: "Mrs. Ye, you are being polite. Pindao passed by here by chance. He saw the dark look on your son's face. He was afraid that he would be haunted by evil things. He wanted to try it out but he was afraid that he might make a mistake because of his lack of knowledge."

"To embarrass Xuan Yu Temple, I covered my face and used a spell to test your son, only to find that your son is really haunted by evil things."

"Pindao suspects that the person who sent the peach blossom letter to the son is that evil thing!"

Song Ting was tired, and after telling a lie, he had to try his best to use other lies to persuade him.

Mrs. Ye panicked when she heard the words: "Then I will trouble the Taoist priest."

Song Ting nodded: "The poor Taoist has limited energy, so I have sent someone to invite the Taoist priests Wuliang and Jingming of Xuanyu Temple and several other helpers."

Mrs. Ye breathed a sigh of relief, Wuliang and Jingming were quite well-known in the capital, she said gratefully: "Thank you to the Taoist priests for your help, when the matter is resolved and my son is safe and sound, I will definitely go to Xuanyu Temple to fulfill my wish in person. Offering incense."

Song Ting smiled, and they walked towards the front hall while talking.

Ye Mingjie has been very enthusiastic towards Song Ting all the way, he has already figured it out, the identities between them can't stop their love!

As long as they are in the same heart, they will be able to be together across identities.

He has already thought about how to write about them in the future!

He was originally the young master of a noble and wealthy family!

But because of an accident, he met that him.

He was originally a little Taoist priest in a Taoist temple!

With compassion in his heart, he rescued him who was in trouble among all living beings.

Two people who cherish each other can't stay together because of their identities!

How should they maintain this love?

miss?Or stick to it?