Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

The Yin Dynasty was a thousand-year-old dynasty. Its palace lasted for several generations. There are traces to follow. There are also many meticulous records in historical books. It is estimated that it lasted for at least hundreds of years. There were 23 emperors in succession. It's just that the emperor's mausoleum has never been found, and even the detection equipment has no response.

Who would have thought that a subway construction would directly touch the corner, opening the tip of the iceberg that had been closed for thousands of years.

As soon as this matter came out, it directly hit the headlines of the news, and it was hotly discussed for several days.

"23 emperors, shouldn't the funeral objects fill up the museum?"

"They may not all be buried together, the emperor should have his own mausoleum."

"I want to see the funeral objects of the Yin Dynasty."

"It was probably pitch black just after it was dug out, and you have to wait for someone to repair it before you can see it."

"Not all funerary objects will be dug up, only those that are broken and cannot be preserved will be dug up and repaired. There is no way to directly dig the grave."

"I don't know much about archaeology, I just want to know if Dr. Yan will go?"

"His explanations are very detailed every time. I directly bought eight books on the introduction of cultural relics!"

"It is estimated that we will have to wait for a few months. It will be troublesome to restore things that are thousands of years old."

The heat gradually dropped, and the surrounding area of ​​the mausoleum was completely blocked. The half-dug subway passage could not be moved until the extent of the mausoleum was found out.

Gas detection, harmless in the underground palace, the sky is near dusk, some people have set up defense lines around, but no one went down to the pit without authorization.

"Dr. Yan, aren't you going to investigate today?" asked the young face following him.

"Waiting for someone." Yan Jibai said.

"Is it a master in the academic world?" Yang Lei whispered, "I feel that all the famous people in China seem to be here."

A small car drove over from a distance, and when the door was opened, a young man with a slightly immature face, even wearing a hooded sweater, stepped down from it.

Yang Lei was stunned for a moment, and a vigorous middle-aged man came down from the other side. He was dressed differently from the young man. He was wearing a black long gown, and he still had a compass in his hand. people's feelings.

"Mr. Cheng, you are here." A scholar greeted him.

"Mr. Xiao Cheng is here too." Someone greeted.

"I'm sorry, I just settled the matter in City H, so I'm late." Cheng Yao said holding the compass.

"It doesn't matter, I still have to trouble you to take a look." Some scholars said.

Although it is an imperial mausoleum, it has the aura of a real dragon, but that's it, it's not good to bump into it rashly.

"Okay." Cheng Yao walked towards the entrance of the cave surrounded by a crowd.

The compass turned slowly, and the young people who were also surrounded looked around, and then looked towards Yan Jibai.

"Doctor Yan, what is this for?" Yang Lei asked in a low voice.

He has never seen these big names in the industry be so polite to anyone. It's not that they are usually rude, but that everyone has different tempers. This is really polite.

"Test Feng Shui." Yan Jibai said.

Yang Lei grunted and said, "Does anyone still believe in this now? Are there really ghosts in this world?"

"Believe in science." Yan Jibai said.

Yang Lei looked at the surrounded Feng Shui master, and felt that his firm belief in the past had been hit a bit.

Cheng Yao's pace stopped at the entrance of the cave, and the pointer on the compass rotated rapidly, and when the shaking was disturbing, it suddenly stopped.

Cheng Yao's face was solemn, and everyone held their breaths waiting for his answer.

He calculated with his fingers, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, he looked at the young man beside him: "Cheng Xin, where do you stand?"

"Got it." Cheng Xin took out a small golden compass from his position and took out a small golden compass. Is it?"

Resentment generates black air, and black clouds overwhelm the city, which sounds extremely serious.

"Mr. Cheng?" asked the oldest scholar among them, "Can this mausoleum go down?"

"There is dragon energy entangled, but it can't be suppressed." Cheng Yao's face turned ugly, "Things suppressed by several emperors can become such a scene, they should not be opened, Mr. Zhou, once the things under this mausoleum are released , the trouble will be big.”

Zhou Sheng took a deep breath and said, "There is no other way. The higher authorities are watching this matter, and all the news has been released, so we can't just seal it up."

"It seems something happened over there?" Yang Lei looked at the expressions of several people talking.

Yan Jibai didn't intend to participate at first, he just waited for the result, but he didn't expect that there would be controversy. Generally, you can just take a look at the damaged mausoleum, but it seems that something happened this time.

He got up and walked over, and was silent when he heard the conversation.

"Mr. Zhou, I've seen this kind of scene for many years, and I've never encountered it before. Dark clouds overwhelm the city. It's a city, not a house. You can't bring danger to the people in this city because of the cultural relics. You also know how terrible those things are." .” Cheng Yao’s face darkened.

The faces of several scholars were solemn: "How could such a thing appear in the imperial tomb?"

"Could that be the reason why the investigation failed?"

"Dark clouds overwhelm the city, so much resentment can't be suppressed with the emperor's tomb."

After hearing this, Yan Jibai turned his ears and turned to leave. It involved countless fields of scientific explanations, and he couldn't explain to this group of seniors that unknown things may not be dirty things.

Dirty things, how many people die on this planet every day, if there is any resentment, ghosts can be crowded, and ghosts are everywhere.

Since they are everywhere, there is no need to be afraid. People are really killed by ghosts, and so are themselves.

"Dad, he can hold back." Cheng Xin pointed at him and said.

Everyone turned their heads one after another, Yan Jibai just subconsciously wanted to see who could hold it down, but he saw the finger pointing directly at him.

Everyone stared at him, Yan Jibai said, "I don't understand this."

Cheng Yao hissed, turned the compass in his hand and walked over, looked up and down around Yan Jibai and said: "Luck is against the sky, Ziwei star is born, and there should be an image of Yinghuo guarding the heart at birth, a body of extreme yin It is indeed possible to live in the town, but it will only be three months at most."

"Does Dr. Yan still have this kind of physique?" said a scholar.

"I haven't heard of it before." Another scholar said.

"Although three months is short, it's enough to dig out the broken things and leave the intact ones alone. It's enough." Zhou Sheng said, "Does this have any effect on him?"

"Suppressing it with yang energy won't work, but attacking it with poison can weaken the evil image on his body." Cheng Yao looked at Yan Jibai and said, "Young man, you can suppress the **** in your chest for another three years at most, but this time it can help you prolong it." time."

Yan Jibai didn't take it seriously at first, but when he touched his chest, he was stunned for a moment, and when he lowered his head and saw the dragon pattern jade pendant that accidentally fell out, he said, "It's good if I can help you."

"Then I'll start preparing things and set up the battle in the early morning in three days' time," Cheng Yao said.

"Okay, just tell us if you need anything." Zhou Sheng said.

"It's easy to say." Cheng Yao looked at Yan Jibai and said, "Cheng Xin, you stay here and watch him for the first few days."

"Okay, Dad." The young man smiled.

Cheng Yao left in a hurry, no one approached casually in the underground palace, tools were still being prepared around, some scholars went back to rest, some were looking through materials, Yan Jibai was sitting by the side, watching the time when he got up and noticed Follow closely behind the pace.

When he turned his head, the young man scratched his hair and grinned: "Can I follow you?"

"Don't mess with things." Yan Jibai looked into his eyes, feeling like he was the cultural relic being studied by him.

"No problem, I'm only interested in you." Cheng Xin followed up and said, "Are you a doctor? You look so young. Do you teach in any school?"

"Master B." Yan Jibai said.

"I'm from the Archeology Department of University B. Which department are you a professor?" Cheng Xin asked.

"Archaeology Department." Yan Jibai said.

Cheng Xin asked cautiously, "Which class do you take?"

"Class 3601." Yan Jibai said.

Cheng Xin: "Oh...do you know your physique?"

"do not know."

"The piece of jade on your chest was obtained from Nanshan." Cheng Xin said, "The dragon pattern pendant is not easy to carve, and the dragon's energy must be infused into it to suppress the yin energy on your body."

Yan Jibai stopped talking, and the young people around him could still talk to themselves happily: "Are you interested in joining us to start a family, or else your jade pendant will be invalid in three years, and the next piece of dragon pattern pendant will be even less effective?" , when the time comes, you will be like Tang Monk standing among monsters, everyone will want to take a bite."

Yan Jibai said, "Since this is the case, isn't that causing you trouble?"

"But your constitution should be able to see dirty things naturally." Cheng Xin said, "As long as you learn to use it, becoming a Feng Shui master is not a problem."

"No, thank you." Yan Jibai said.

"Don't rush to refuse, I'm not trying to scare you." Cheng Xin chased after her.

The ground shook faintly, and the person lying in the coffin slowly opened his eyes in the golden-wrapped mausoleum.

Someone can disturb me even if I have a good sleep, it seems that someone doesn't want to live anymore.

……

"In the past, the extremely yang array was deployed, but this time the extremely yin array is deployed, and the layout must be reversed." Cheng Yao did not come alone this time, but brought a lot of Fengshui masters.

Some are wearing robes, while others look like white-collar workers sitting in an office, and some look like fortune tellers on the street.

There were things buried all around them, and one of them asked, "Where's the extremely dark eyes?"

"Cheng Xin found it." Cheng Yao said.

The night was dark and windy, there was no moon in the sky, and the guards were a little drowsy, but Yan Jibai was surrounded by a group of people looking up and down.

"It's really a good baby."

"Are you interested in learning Feng Shui?" someone asked.

Yan Jibai directly refused, "No."

"This physique is really rare to see in a thousand years, and it is enough to shake the black cloud over the city."

"It's rare to see such a dark cloud over a city in a thousand years. How did you make such a thing?" a Feng Shui master said.

"Who knows, this matter is over, and I have to ask everyone to seal this place again, lest that thing really come out." Cheng Yao said.

Yan Jibai sighed softly in his heart.

Time passed minute by minute, the surrounding wind blew the leaves and made a squeak sound, all eight of them were muttering something, Yan Jibai looked at the time, according to the standard they said, in the remaining five Seconds walked into the circle of the painting, and at that moment I felt a bit like Tang Seng.

It's just not the one who was protected, but the one who bravely walked into the cave of bones.

Go back and take a good look at the physics book, lest your mind fall into a strange thing.

The sound of the wind seemed to be howling at this moment, Yan Jibai felt an extremely cold feeling all over his body, the dark clouds above his head flowed, and the lamp hanging beside him was constantly shaken by the wind.

That extremely cold feeling gathered and flowed away, Yan Jibai counted the time to go home, but the surrounding voices seemed to recede in an instant.

The Yin Qi slowly flowed into the ground, and when it encountered the gold artifact, it dissipated a little, but it was still entangled and compressed here.

Shen Chun got up from the coffin, and when he landed, the Yin Qi formed a ring around his feet, restricting his steps.

Stop Yin Qi with Yin Qi?

These tomb robbers are more capable than expected.

He raised his footsteps, and the vortex of Yin Qi dissipated like water vapor, and the expressions of the eight people who joined forces to suppress changed slightly, Cheng Yao said: "Speed ​​up, that thing is moving!"

"Could it be alive?!"

"It's not good, it's not good..." Cheng Xin murmured, his whole body trembling.

It's not just the black cloud pressing the city, the black cloud pressing the city is a state of being suppressed by the dragon qi and not awakened. It is impossible for them to suppress the current yin qi with their abilities.

Yin Qi floated, Yan Jibai turned his head to look at the changing faces of the people around him, but found that he couldn't hear their voices, a rustling sound sounded, something poured from the soles of his feet, and his body condensed into ice in an instant.

Magnetic field changes?Moved the North Pole?

The chest was extremely hot.

The eight people looked at the people at the eye of the formation and cut their fingers one after another, sacrificing with blood: "Oops!"

They expected to consume the Yin Qi in each other's body, but they underestimated each other. Injecting Yin Qi and fighting in the body is a terrible thing!

The extreme coldness made Yan Jibai unable to move at all, but the burning heat in his chest allowed him to take a little breath.

When the two sides seemed to be at a stalemate, a figure came out of the underground palace, the surrounding light was completely extinguished, and something like a soldering iron on Yan Jibai's chest made a cracking sound when he faced him.

"Ghost King..." Cheng Xin murmured looking at the Yin Qi.

Shen Chun stepped into the edge of the formation, and when the Yin Qi overflowed, the formation made a faint sound of breaking.

A painful groan came from the center of the formation, Shen Chun looked over, his eyes narrowed slightly when he saw the fallen person, and the figure moved over after crushing the formation.

Several people in the open space fell backwards and lost consciousness. Shen Chun caught the man with one hand, and stretched out his hand to pinch the man's chin.

Although the eyes are closed, there is no blood on the face, but the eyebrows and eyes are very sharp and beautiful, the lips are slightly pursed, it should be a character that does not like to smile, when the fingers are released, the head leans gently, the beautiful side of the neck and jaw fully exposed in sight.

Leaning against the strange temperature in my arms, it is soft and warm, but the clothes I wear are a bit strange.

Shen Chun lifted his chin and leaned towards the neckline, and when he unbuttoned it, the corners of his lips curled into a smile.

After waking up from dreams for many years, he never thought that he could meet someone he likes. Since he disturbed his sleep, he made amends for himself.

Shen Chun hugged the person and lowered his head slightly, and when he was about to touch the lips, he touched his chest with one hand, it was heavy and uncomfortable.

He frowned slightly, raised his head simply, moved his fingers lightly, and unbuttoned the neckline again, leaving a red mark that seemed to have been branded on his white chest, which was the dragon pattern jade pendant that he had exhausted his strength.

Lifting his finger lightly, a few fragments fell into his hand. The dragon pattern carved from suet warm jade has the effect of suppressing evil spirits, but the infusion of dragon energy is too little to be useless.

The jade turned into powder in his palm, and when he opened his palm again, an original jade pendant appeared in his hand, it was hung on the neck of the man in his arms, and the brand was stuck on it.

The place burned by Yang Qi was slowly recovering, Shen Chun put the person on the ground, and his figure slowly sank into the jade pendant.

Kissing a comatose person is meaningless, he won't even give any reaction, it's rare to be interested, he wants to see what these grave robbers want to do.

The dark clouds slowly dissipated, and when the dawn broke, the person who fell on the ground lightly moved his fingers, supported the ground and sat up: "What's going on?"

"Mr. Cheng, are you okay?"

"Dr. Yan, Dr. Yan, wake up, are you okay?"

Pushed by Yan Jibai, he opened his eyes and looked at the anxious person beside him, his eyes were tingling for a moment: "What's wrong with me?"

Seeing that he was awake, Cheng Xin breathed a sigh of relief and helped him up: "It's good that you're fine."

"The formation is broken, and that thing didn't kill us." Cheng Yao patted the dirt on his body, wiped off the blood from his lips, and picked up his broken compass from the ground and said.

"That power is too huge, what exactly is it?" another Feng Shui master asked.

"Cheng Xin, did you see that thing clearly?" Cheng Yao asked.

Cheng Xin helped Yan Jibai up, and said with a solemn expression, "I didn't see it very clearly, but it should be the ghost king."

Yan Jibai paused when he heard the words, but when he stood up, he felt the coldness on his chest. He looked down at the unbuttoned neckline, recalled what happened last night, and pulled out something that made him feel cold.

It was his jade pendant. He remembered that he heard the sound of shattering, but the jade pendant was intact, except that the longan seemed to be stained with red, and he rubbed it with his fingers but it did not wipe off.

Ghost King, does that kind of thing that is absolutely beyond science really exist?

But if it didn't exist, was he knocked out last night?The North Pole moved over and also ran into the clutches of a polar bear?

It was so bullshit that even he fell into strange circles.

But this principle must be explained by science.

"Even the thousand-year-old ghost king doesn't have such power," Cheng Yao said.

Cheng Xin looked at the cracked golden compass in his palm and said, "I'm afraid it's not the thousand-year-old ghost king, but the one that survived the evil thunder."

The complexions of several Feng Shui masters all changed, and the sound of breathing was temporarily inaudible. The things in the Feng Shui world are all passed down from ancestors, how could there not be a few untouchable areas in it.

Ghosts are a kind of dirty things, born of resentment, ordinary ghosts can be accomplished with a little obsession, above them are fierce ghosts, evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, rakshasas, ghost kings, ghost kings need a lot of resentment, time The longer it is, the greater its power is, the more it kills ghosts, the more it kills innocent people, it can also accumulate power, and it is even more powerful when killing people with meritorious virtues. Killing innocent people or people with meritorious deeds will be locked by heaven and earth, and their grievances will be investigated. It is easy to be hunted down by feng shui masters, and feng shui masters' merits can also be obtained from killing such ghosts.

On top of that is the slaying of the emperor, the emperor's honor. Ordinary ghosts will be dissipated when approached, and even the ghost king is difficult to approach. Even if the killing is successful, it will be annihilated by the evil thunderbolt.

The number of ghosts who killed the emperor was only three fingers, two of them were destroyed, and one remained, but there are only superficial records, and his whereabouts are unknown, but all we know is that he survived the thunder of killing evil, and heaven and earth have nothing to do with him.

"It turned out to be suppressed by the imperial tomb of the Yin Dynasty. No wonder there were black clouds over the city when he was asleep." Cheng Yao swallowed, and smiled wryly when he looked at several people, "Now it's really a disaster."

If such a helpless thing from heaven and earth is released into the human world, the human world is his slaughter field, and unless his own resentment dissipates, he will be devastated.

"What should I do?" one asked.

"There is no sign of the dark clouds overwhelming the city here, but the black water has not dissipated, so his mausoleum should be here." Cheng Xin looked at the compass and said, "Sealing the tomb has no effect at this time, he should have left, we I escaped by chance, if I move again, I am afraid I will really die."

He was so scared, it felt like his life was in someone else's hands, and he had no ability to fight back. He had never encountered such a thing since he was a teacher, and now he was still trembling when he thought about it.

"This piece can't really be moved, definitely can't be moved!" Cheng Yao said, "Contact everyone, whether they are making up or entering the field, and they must be notified. He didn't kill us. Maybe there is room for us to talk."

"Okay." The others responded one after another.

Yan Jibai fastened his buttons and waited by the side, and when they reached an agreement, he said: "Everyone, then I'll go first."

Several people looked over one after another, with shame on their faces, Cheng Yao said, "Sorry, Mr. Yan, I accidentally dragged you in this time."

"It's okay, it's just cooperation." Yan Jibai said.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Yao looked around, and everyone took out something from their bodies and handed it over.

Cheng Yao walked over and delivered the things: "This is a little thought from us, if you encounter dirty things, you can use them."

Yan Jibai stretched out his hand, looked at the rosary beads, charms, jade pendants, and amulets falling in his hands, and said, "Thank you."

I don't know if it can be used, but it is also a little bit of their intention.

"It's good that you're fine," Cheng Yao said.

Yan Jibai collected his things and turned to leave, the other Feng Shui masters hissed, "There's no reason, so much Yin Qi has entered the body."

"It may be that my own Yin Qi has been neutralized."

"It stands to reason that dirty things will not let go of such a physique, and it is really lucky to be able to escape."

"Fortunately it's fine."

"I can't take care of that much now, let's notify everyone." Cheng Yao said.

The morning sun shone on Yan Jibai's body, at least he felt warm. He rubbed his forehead when he got in the car. After sleeping all night in such a cold day, he had to go back to have breakfast before catching a cold. medicine.

The car started, and a black shadow invisible to the naked eye flowed out from his chest.

Yan Jibai noticed something when he looked at the rearview mirror above his head, but when he looked intently, there was nothing.

It seems that I really have a cold, and I have begun to feel dizzy and hallucinating.

Shen Chun sat on the co-pilot and looked at the man who was turning the disc with great interest. The extremely yin body can see dirty things, but the jade pendant helped him suppress it before. Fortunately, he hid it quickly.

But what is this?

Shen Chun looked at the moving thing. When the button next to it was pressed, the closed transparent thing fell down directly, and when it was pushed, it went up again.

Yan Jibai turned his head to look at the automatic lift window, fell silent for a moment, raised the window up from the console, and pressed the lock button again, the window didn't move, it seemed that it was not broken.

Shen Chun pressed and found that the object was not moving. His fingers directly pulled another place that could be moved, but there was no response.

This section of the road is closed, and there are no cars on the road. Yan Jibai turned his head and looked at the door switch that kept rising and falling, and silently stopped the car. He unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over to press it. , looked at his puzzled expression and smiled, and pressed a raised button on the disc.

beep—

An extremely loud whistle sounded, Yan Jibai suddenly turned around, put his hand on the steering wheel and sighed: "Looks like it needs to be repaired."

He put on his seat belt again, and Shen Chun imitated his actions and pulled the one next to him.

Yan Jibai buckled up the seat belt, looked up at the other side of the seat belt suspended in mid-air, and there was a delay. He closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he found that the seat belt had stayed in place.

Already sick enough to hallucinate.

Shen Chun looked at the person who made this place move again, a smile flashed in his eyes, he could lie to himself that he didn't see it, it was quite amusing.

Yan Jibai's home is a little far away from where the Emperor's Mausoleum is. When he parked the car, his mind was already a little dizzy. He pressed the elevator and stepped up. When he pressed the floor, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. .

Shen Chun stood on the other side, looking at the rising thing through the bottom, and found that people seemed to be really different from years ago.

"It's the extremely Yin body..." A rustling voice came from above the elevator, Yan Jibai frowned, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the face hanging down from above the elevator.

Close your eyes and open them again, the elevator is still bright as before, without any shadow.

what happened?

When the elevator arrived, Yan Jibai walked out rubbing his forehead, while Shen Chun held the kid crumpled up in his hand and burned it to death.

The screeching sound seemed to come from behind, Yan Jibai glanced back, and after confirming that there was nothing there, he opened the door and walked out.

Shen Chun followed, but watched the door close in front of him. When he was about to approach, the two door gods on the door emitted a strong golden light.

He directly ignored the golden light and stepped in, the golden light on the door overflowed, and there were some traces of burning on it.

Yan Jibai locked the door, put on his shoes, ignored the cooking, took out the biscuits from the drawer and put them in his mouth, opened the thermos cup, ignored the hot and cold water, took the pills and lay down on the bed with the quilt pulled.

The body is hot and cold alternately, the headache is severe, and it is accompanied by a little nausea.

Shen Chun stopped by the bed, some little ghosts in the room seemed to have noticed the clue, came out to spy for a while, and then fled out one after another.

His fingers landed on the man's breath. It was the breath of a living person, with blood and heat, but it was very fragile. It was a reaction to the wind and cold. If you keep this heat, you will die.

Death is actually not scary at all, it can easily take life, but he doesn't want this person to die just like that.

Because of appearance?His own appearance is already perfect enough, and he has never seen him like himself.

Why in the end?

Shen Chun's hand rested on the other's forehead, and an extremely hot feeling was conveyed.

Yan Jibai was feeling dizzy and dizzy, but suddenly felt a coldness rushing in from his head, as if his breathing became smoother.

The person lying on the bed became quiet again, Shen Chun looked down at the sleeping person, and the corners of his lips curled up: "You owe me one more."

As for throwing him in the cold last night, it was because they disturbed his territory first.

Slightly sticky sweat seeped into his hands, and the person who was lying still struggled again, pushing the quilt while struggling with the buttons of his clothes.

Sweating means dissipating heat. If it gets colder at this time, it will only aggravate the condition repeatedly.

Shen Chun stretched out his other hand to hold down his quilt, watching the man struggle in it, but he couldn't do anything, he could only blushed and exhaled slightly, feeling a little itchy.

What this person seems to do is to his liking, why?

The struggling movement of the person wrapped in the quilt stopped, and he only kept exhaling deeply. Shen Chun's fingers touched the slightly sticky side of his neck, but he didn't feel that the sweat was dirty, instead it wrapped around his neck. On the face, it looks much better than before with a cold face and no expression.

Maybe it was because his nose couldn't breathe, his mouth opened slightly, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes slowly opened a crack: "Hot..."

Shen Chun lowered her eyes slightly, and leaned over to kiss his lips.

Someone approached, and the cold touch touched, Yan Jibai's eyes widened, but before he could see the person clearly, a cold hand covered his eyes.

A deep kiss came immediately, but it was icy cold, Yan Jibai struggled hard, but his body couldn't move a little bit, so he could only let him kiss.

thief?Sex maniac?gay?

Is it popular to put ice before kissing now?

Yan Jibai couldn't catch his breath, so he had no choice but to close his eyes, if he wanted to steal something, he could steal it, as long as he kept it alive.

The person on the bed had no strength to struggle, Shen Chun looked at the person who fell into a coma when he lifted himself up, touched his lips when his face was flushed, and frowned tightly.

He actually liked this kiss very much, and even felt that it was far from enough.

Since you want him, you can't let him die like this.

There was no water source in the room, so Shen Chun searched around, managed to find a half-dead little ghost from under the eaves of the roof, squeezed it into a ball, flattened it and placed it on the other's forehead.

"Extremely Yin..." The kid was a little excited.

"If you dare to touch him, I will blow your soul away." Shen Chun stood up and said.

The little ghost curled up his body and didn't dare to move again, the Yin Qi that only seeped from this person's body was enough for him to use.

Shen Chun walked to the table, picked up the other person's food and shook it, the small pills rattled in it, took one apart, and it smelled like medicine after being crushed, but the ingredients couldn't be discerned.

So this is the medicine he took?

Shen Chun walked out of the room and climbed into the void. All he saw were tall buildings like this. The ground was full of things that the other party used before. There were wheels, and they should be called cars.

There is a green field in the distance, there may be medicinal herbs, Shen Chun flew over, and frowned when he saw the continuous green field, the small lake surrounded by it, and the people swinging their arms and legs on it.

The water here should not be drinkable.

Shen Chun searched around, but did not find anything of value. When he returned to that room, the kid had been burnt and was about to disperse.

Seeing him appear, tears appeared on the twisted kid's face: "You are finally back."

"How is he?" Shen Chun asked.

"He wants to drink water," said the kid.

"There is no water here." Shen Chun frowned.

The little ghost said suspiciously: "There are in the water dispenser."

Shen Chun was also puzzled: "What is that?"

The little ghost twisted away from Yan Jibai's forehead, straightened his body and said, "You look like an ancient ghost, but you are so strong that you dare to walk under the sun."

Shen Chun reminded: "Water dispenser."

The little ghost twisted his crooked body, moved around the room, and when he found the tea bar machine, he said: "Here, just press this point twice."

Shen Chun pressed it twice, and water gushed out of it. He squatted down and looked around, looking for a place, looking at the bucket inside and asking: "Where does this water come from?"

"I bought it." The kid said, "You can press here to heat it up, and then just watch the temperature."

Shen Chun pressed it, and something he couldn't understand appeared on it: "Is this the temperature?"

"Yes, it's fine when it's around 45°C." The kid said, "It's better to drink hot water now."

Shen Chun stared at the ever-changing things and pondered for a moment, "How about 45°C?"

"You don't know Arabic?" asked the kid.

Shen Chun said: "I am a general."

"Isn't it the emperor?" The kid looked at the dragon pattern on his body and said, "The one who tried to usurp the throne and was killed?"

"45°C." Shen Chun's voice was slightly cold.

"You can press it again now." The kid said hastily.

Shen Chun pressed it again, picked up the kettle, took the cup Yan Jibai used before and poured it in, it was really hot water.

The world has indeed become strange.

He carried the cup into the room, and the person lying on the bed was soaked in sweat, and his hands were constantly groping: "Water..."

Shen Chun walked up to him, helped him up, and brought the cup to his lips.

Yan Jibai could feel the coldness on his back, but he didn't care about that. Instead, he lowered his head and drank water, so as not to be so embarrassed: "Have you left yet? The money is in the drawer, leave the card before taking the phone away, I won't……"

"I don't understand, what do you want?" Shen Chun asked.

Yan Jibai let out a breath when he heard the voice from behind. This person's voice was as cold as body temperature, but it was pleasant to hear, but it might be because he had a fever that he felt the other person's body was cold. : "Biscuits, cold medicine, if you can help me wipe my sweat with hot water, I will get up and go to the bank to withdraw money for you, stealing things than you..."

His voice weakened, and when Shen Chun lowered his head, he had already passed out.

"Stealing things?" Shen Chun slightly raised his eyebrows when he put him down, and said with a chuckle, "You think I'm a thief? You think I'm a thief and you dare to be so defensive?"

If you dare to say that, you are really not afraid of thieves thinking about it.

But he was right, taking without asking was stealing, but what he was stealing was not money.

The person on the bed didn't answer, Shen Chun got up and looked at the little ghost lying at the door and said, "Tell me what he said just now."

"The biscuits are too hard. In fact, it is better for people with colds to drink porridge." The little ghost followed conscientiously, "Here, the rice is here, use a pot to catch the water, here is the water, the rice needs to be washed..."

Shen Chun was doing things as required, and suddenly looked at the little ghost commanding beside him and said, "Can't you do these things?"

"I'm not cultivated enough to touch these practical things." The kid said.

"Then why are you standing on the ground?" Shen Chun asked.

The little ghost said with his feet off the ground: "Actually, I am floating."

Shen Chun looked at his feet, water dripped from his hand, and touched the kid's forehead with his fingertips. The ghost's shriveled corpse instantly filled up, and even became taller, like an adult male's. stature.

Shen Chun retracted his fingers, and what landed in front of him was a young man in a navy blue robe. He had a neat hairstyle. Although he was not particularly tall, he was full of bookishness and looked elegant and elegant.

"Oh, I haven't been in this state for a long time." The young man bowed to him, "Thank you so much, you are so strong!"

Shen Chun looked at the pool and said, "Congee."

The words were concise and to the point, but the young man rolled up his sleeves and started doing it enthusiastically, washing rice, lighting a fire, and cooking porridge.

"The hot water will be here." The young man took a basin and rinsed it, then soaked the towel in it, washed it and wrung it dry, and replaced it with a basin of hot water.

Shen Chun watched his movements and remembered those things: "Your clothes are not the same as theirs."

"I am a ghost who died a hundred years ago." The young man said, "But my obsession has not dissipated. I was thinking about ghosts on the top of the building that day, but I didn't notice the sun rising, and I was almost wiped out by the sun. My name is Shu Yun. What?"

"Shen Chun." Shen Chun said.

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere." Shu Yun handed him hot water and a towel and said, "You'd better change into clean clothes after you wipe his body, it will heal faster."

"I help?" Shen Chun looked at the hot water in front of him and said.

"Won't I be jealous if I help you?" Shu Yun asked.

Shen Chun wondered, "Jealous?"

"It's just that I was very upset when I saw someone else touching him. Didn't you press him on the bed and force kiss?" Shu Yun said with a smile, "I accidentally saw it, although I don't support force kissing. but with