The full-level celestial master became popular after being dressed as a craftsman

Yan Laichao looked at each other, with words in his eyes: What are you looking at me for?

After Xie Bi'an was surprised, he saw that Xue Jin's expression was not quite right, so he leaned over to take a look, and said, "What did you see?"

"It's nothing."

Xue Jin flicked his hand again, and the page just now was immediately covered and turned over, and the golden light shone.

Xie Bi'an curled his lips, stood beside him with arms folded, turned his head to face Hua Yan, who smiled at him.

He suddenly remembered something, sharply sniffed the room with the tip of his nose, and frowned: "Why does this place smell like ghosts and gods?"

"Hiss." Xie Bi'an took a breath, a little suspicious: "It smells like I'm about to die."

Hua Yan smiled and shook his head: "You smelled it wrong."

Yan Laichao took all these into his eyes, and glanced at the empty seat opposite the chess table, Hei Wuchang had already left before Xie Bi'an stepped in.

Hua Yan didn't mean to say anything, Yan Laichao looked away and didn't speak.

Xie Bi'an wandered around for a while, but didn't notice anything unusual, and floated back to Xue Jinshi's side again.

"Have you finished watching?"

He observed Xue Jinshi carefully, and found that he was really not affected by the book of life and death. Although his soul was separated from his body, his soul body was full of vitality, and he did not appear to be dead.

The important point is that Jin Guang on the book of life and death even Hua Yan would retreat, but Xue Jin has a good eye and ten lines, and his movements are so proficient that he can use it with ease.

What the hell is this guy?

Xie Bi'an looked up and down, and almost saw a hole in Xue Jinshi's body, but he still didn't find any marks belonging to the gods.

It doesn't seem to be the reincarnation of Da Neng, which is strange.

Bai Wuchang was puzzled.

Xue Jin turned to the page of the original owner, and saw the year of birth and death, and the result of reincarnation.

"It's still a human fetus... Fortunately, he is not a treacherous and evil person, and he can still be a human being in his next life."

In the book of life and death, the page of reincarnation is still gray, which means that I am still queuing up in the underworld.

He closed the book of life and death, and handed it back to Xie Bi'an.

Xie Bi'an took it and put it away, and this time he spoke cautiously: "What is your background?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Xue Jin smiled, "The book of life and death can distinguish good from evil. Since I can open it, I am naturally not a villain. You know what to do, so what if you don't... There are some things that don't need to get to the bottom of it. Say yes?"

"..." The corners of Xie Bi'an's lips twitched, and he gave up asking: "All right, I won't ask any more, it's up to you."

Xue Jin recited the birthday horoscope he had just memorized, and said, "Tomorrow I will burn some money for you to buy the road, and you can help him arrange it for me, so that this person can be reincarnated early."

Xie Bi'an's eyes were complicated: "...OK."

Xue Jin didn't say anything.

The karma between him and the original owner is just that, one life for another, Xue Jin spent money to establish a relationship with him, so that he would not have to wait for a hundred years, after reincarnation, the karma between the two would be severed.

Hua Yan saw that their matter had been dealt with, so he took the time to step forward and said: "The origin of this ghost is unknown. After the dove occupied the magpie's nest, it went berserk and harmed people. It's a pity that Wuhuo had given up the post of impermanence at that time, so he couldn't travel between yin and yang. Realm, this has been delayed until now, unable to find out."

Bai Wuchang wondered: "Although the gates of the two worlds are closed now, it is difficult for Taoist people to communicate with ghosts and gods, but you are a celestial master with extraordinary abilities. I will definitely come after you are called."

"Why didn't you call me then?"

Hua Yan just smiled and didn't say anything.

Xie Bi'an snorted: "If you don't say it, don't say it, I don't want to ask."

He tightened the seductive rope around his arm, shook the mourning stick, and said: "This ghost is strange, I see the breath very familiar...it seems to come from hell."

Xie Bi'an glanced at Yan Laichao while speaking.

This Lord is the next Great Emperor of Fengdu, His Majesty changes his position every 3000 years, and he is in charge of the Underworld, that is, the Eighteen Hells.

Yan Laichao didn't understand this look at him, but Xue Jin knew it clearly in his heart, he said: "No wonder he is so hostile as a ghost of resentment, it turns out he is a sinful ghost from the Underworld Division."

The ghosts taken over by the Eighteen Hells are all sinners who need to be sent down to serve their sentences and punished. If they survive, they will be able to wash away their sins and reincarnate.

Xie Bi'an: "As for which prison it came from, I still need to take it back and have it interrogated by ghost officers. I will let you know when there is a conclusion."

Xue Jin rolled his eyes: "Yes."

Xie Bi'an wanted to leave, but Xue Jin suddenly thought of something and called him to stop: "Wait a minute."

"...Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Xue Jin touched his chin, half-closed his eyes and smiled: "I heard that in your underworld, Mengpo soup costs 80 yuan a bowl?"

"Ha." Xie Bi'an laughed, "Who told you?"

"Although the underworld buys road money, there are no charges for Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge, and Meng Po Tang."

Xie Bi'an looked at him: "Could it be that you ate some fugitive's brainwashing bag?"

Xue Jin twitched his eyebrows: "Okay." He waved his hand: "Goodbye."

As soon as he opened his mouth to see off the guests, Xie Bi'an's face darkened, and after seeing the banquet coming from the corner of his eye, he managed to straighten his expression and leave in a fit of anger.

Xue Jin turned his head to look at Hua Yan, and his eyes swept across the chessboard. The chess pieces on it were all scattered because of Xie Bi'an's aura when he came.

He said, "Come out."

Fan Wujiu, who was dressed in black, came out from behind the door, with his face still cold, he sat back on the edge of the chess table, and put all the chess pieces back together as if no one was there.

Xue Jin leaned against Yan Laichao's hand, looked over, and asked, "Do you have any grudge against Xie Bi'an?"

Why did you hide when you saw him coming?

Fan Wujiu looked up at him, his soul and body were not real, and the dark eye sockets in the ghostly form frightened him.

It took him a long while before he said, "There is a grudge."

Xue Jin looked away, thinking to himself, there is an office intrigue in the underworld.

Gee.

Fan Wujiu dropped a son, Hua Yan looked at Yan Laichao, nodded to him and said: "Mr. Yan, take a step to speak."

Xue Jin turned his head: "Know you?"

Yan Laichao nodded: "I know."

"Okay." Xue Jin was sitting opposite Fan Wujiu, picked up a chess piece and dropped it, without turning his head, said: "Then I will play this game of chess with him, you go, if you have anything to say, hurry up, I will finish it." I have to go back to filming."

Yan Laichao: "..." He sighed, and said to Hua Yan: "Hua Tianshi, please."

Fan Wujiu raised his eyes to look at them, Xue Jin waved his hand in front of him, and when he turned his head, he smiled and said, "Your eyes are like this, can you see?"

"Nothing to do with you."

With this sentence again, Xue Jin shook his head, tapped the chess piece with his fingertips and lightly tapped on the table: "It's your turn."

There is a door at the back of the room, which can lead to the next door when opened, Hua Yan walks over with Yan Lai, and then closes the door, only the two of them are left in the room.

Yan came to the court and said: "Last time, I thanked the Heavenly Master for my divination."

Hua Yan smiled: "It's all trivial, nothing to worry about."

He mentioned the purpose of this conversation, took a careful look at Yan Laichao, and stretched out his hand to hook something in his hand out of thin air.

Hua Yan said: "Mr. Yan's eyebrows are getting more and more peachy, this is because he has met Zheng Yuan many times... I look at this red thread, it seems to be connected to that gentleman?"

He was a little skeptical, and his haggard face was full of doubts, as if he doubted what he saw.

A ray of red light flashed across his fingertips, Yan Lai stared there, reached out to take the red wire, although he couldn't see it clearly, but he had a strange feeling of holding it.

"So, he is really my match?"

Hua Yan's expression was serious: "At present, it looks like this."

"But this is indeed strange." Hua Yan stroked his beard, and said, "Mr. Yan clearly asked me to do a fortune-telling a few years ago, and that gentleman who had a romantic relationship with you did not have this red thread."

Zhengyuan represents one life, but what is bound by the red thread is the soul.

Yan Laichao pursed his lips, thinking that the right fate calculated by Hua Yanbu was not the "Xue Jinshi" at that time, but another soul in the future body.

He didn't explain, just said: "I guess something went wrong."

Hua Yan nodded, he saw Yan Laichao's concealment, but he didn't go into it.

"Since the strangeness has been suppressed, and Mr. Yan's body is excellent, maybe he can consider entering the Taoist sect."

Yan Lai looked down, thinking in his heart.

"I will think about it."

"That's good."

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After finishing the matter, Xue Jin went back to Hengdian one step at a time with Yan Lai and Lin Yulang.

Xue Jin didn't ask him what he and Hua Yan talked about, after all, he is not the kind of person who likes to probe into other people's privacy.

It's just that Yan Laichao started to look serious from the plane, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Occasionally, he would look at him with strange eyes, which was really creepy.

After returning to the hotel after the plane, the formation formed before leaving had nourished the body, and it was already able to withstand Xue Jinshi's current soul strength.

He got in, and his soul and body fit together. After a while, he opened his eyes, got up and moved his limbs, and found that his flexibility was better than before. Xue Jin was very satisfied.

He turned to Yan Lai and said, "I won't take you in today, go out and stay in a hotel by yourself."

As he spoke, he got up and pushed him.

Yan Laichao was locked outside the room, and looked at Fu Huanyu who had just opened the door, the other party was silent for a while, then waved to him, showing an awkward yet polite smile.

"Hi... Teacher Yan is here too, hahaha."

"……Um."

Yan Laichao straightened his cuffs, pursed his lips into a straight line, opened the door and left.

Fu Huanyu stared at the closed door, suddenly covered his heart, rushed to the door of Xue Jinshi's room and patted it.

"Brother, are you back?"

"Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo, why did Teacher Yan come out of your room again?"

"Crooked? Are you there? Open the door, bro!"

The door of the room was slammed loudly. Xue Jin turned to open the door just after he and Huang Dao had finished selling their holidays.

Fu Huanyu almost fell over because of this.

Xue Jin looked at him: "Can you only pretend to gossip in your mind?"

Fu Huanyu scratched his head and squeezed in, looked around the room several times, and finally took care of the bed which was clearly showing signs of use.

He walked over and pulled over the messy quilt, rolled it flat, looked at Xue Jinshi's half sleeves full of creases, with a very complicated expression.

Mixed with three points of shock, three points of bewilderment, three points of understanding and one point of blessing, Fu Huanyu walked over and patted Xue Jinye on the shoulder: "Brother, we have been together for a hundred years."

Xue Jin said: "?"

He tilted his shoulders to avoid it, and slapped Fu Huanyu's shoulder, angrily: "What are you talking about?"

Fu Huanyu's hands were empty, and he was not annoyed when he was slapped. He asked in surprise, "Brother, are you hot?"

A question mark appeared above Xue Jin's head.

Fu Huanyu squeezed his hands: "Why does it feel like your body temperature has risen? It was always cold before."

Xue Jin paused for a moment, then reached out and touched the side of his neck belatedly, his pulse sounded healthy and strong, and the temperature of the skin under his hands rose somewhat.

He said, "It's nothing, it's just a cold."

"Really?" Fu Huanyu was suspicious.

"Okay." Xue Jin interrupted his wild thoughts, and urged: "There is an early show tomorrow, you go to bed, or you want to wear dark circles and make the makeup artist laugh at you?"

"Don't, don't." Fu Huanyu stopped him with a toothache, "I'll just go back."

After sending Fu Huanyu away, Xue Jin sealed the entire room, untied the brocade bag and released Qi Lin.

After a few days of baptism in the scriptures, Qi Lin's condition has improved a lot, but he still looks shocking.

He was put on the bed by Xue Jin, with requiem talismans plastered all around him, and the invisible aura faintly protected the person in the center.

Xue Jin cut his fingertips, forced out a drop of blood with golden light, and drew a rune on Qi Lin's brow.

The surrounding formations activated in response, Xue Jin pressed Qi Lin's broken elbow with both hands, the sealing formations circulated in his eyes, and suddenly a red light came from the sky.

Xue Jin twirled the red light with five fingers, turning into silk thread to mend the soul.

Where the red light passed, after Xue Jinshi dealt with it, the scars instantly healed.

According to the book of life and death, Qi Lin's death date was approaching, and before Xue Jin could heal slowly by chanting scriptures for a month, he had no choice but to take the risk and repair it directly.

Although blessed by dragon veins, the pain of directly sewing the soul is no less than a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Even though his consciousness was chaotic, Qi Lin let out a hoarse cry of pain, growling from his throat.

Xue Jin had a serious expression on his face, and the spiritual power consumed by Seam Soul almost exhausted him. At this moment, he was suddenly grateful for the sudden increase in the power of the previous Yan Laichao. If there was no further unblocking, he probably would not be able to complete the soul repair.

As time went by, veins appeared on Xue Jin's forehead, and for the first time, sweat dripped from his hair, but the movements of his hands were smooth and tight without the slightest pause.

In the end, all the aura was collected, the red silk thread was submerged into Qi Lin's altar, and Xue Jin's fingertips suddenly appeared with a golden light—the sewing of the soul was completed.

The twisted limbs have been straightened, and the lost internal organs have been reconstructed and revived by the spiritual power of the dragon veins. The aftertaste of pain made Qi Lin frown and grit his teeth tightly, but the aura that was about to become severe was weakening little by little.

Xue Jin felt relieved, supported the head of the bed a little, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands with some distaste.

With a wave of his hand, the talisman beside the bed rattled, giving off a strange reverberation sound, which gradually merged into a mysterious rhythm, as if he had chanted sutras in a low voice before.

Qi Lin loosened his frown a little bit.

Xue Jin set up a shielding formation, went into the bathroom to take a shower, changed into a new set of clothes, turned around and went out, flattened the sofa in the living room to form a small couch, and slept for the night with grievances.

The crew had an early scene the next day, and Fu Huanyu pulled himself out of bed early in the morning. After washing up hard, he was shocked when he came out.

"Fuck!"

Xue Jin was lying on the sofa, lying face up straight, with the quilt covering his neck and his hands resting peacefully on his chest, looking terrifying.

Fu Huanyu's heart was beating wildly, and it took him a long time before he walked over. Xue Jin opened his eyes again in an instant, and looked directly at him.

"what--!"

Fu Huanyu let out a scream, and was so frightened that he fell backwards, hitting the stool with a loud noise, and the place he hit was so painful that he gasped again.

Xue Jin's face was sinking like water, he opened his eyes and stretched out his hands to rub his temples. After getting up, he felt a little sore all over his body.

Sleeping on the sofa is really not a very good experience, Fu Huanyu got up from the ground grinning, rubbed his elbows and wailed: "Fortunately, it's a costume drama, it's all broken!"

Xue Jin looked at him: "What's your name in the morning?"

"Isn't it because your sleeping position is too scary, it's as if you've passed away peacefully... I woke up still in a daze, and almost scared me to death."

Xue Jin was expressionless: "It would be best to scare you to death."

He walked over and patted Fu Huanyu's bruise, before Fu Huanyu could cry out, he said, "What's it called?"

Fu Huanyu choked, and when he walked away, he realized that the pain in his elbow was gone.

Excitedly ran over to follow, Xue Jin left him after washing up: "What are you doing?"

Fu Huanyu's expression was very doggy, and he pointed at his elbow: "This, brother, can you teach me?"

It's common for him to have bumps and bumps when acting, if he can learn this skill, he won't have to be afraid!

Xue Jin snorted, with disdain in his eyes: "You? Forget it."

Fu Huanyu was very dissatisfied by his contemptuous eyes: "...Why?"

Xue Jin opened the door and went out without looking back: "When will you stop dozing off listening to the scriptures, think about these things again."

Fu Huanyu held back for a long time, and was really unable to refute. Then he felt that he was wrong, and followed him to the set listlessly.

There are not many remaining roles for him, most of them are in the shocking side of memories, there is no plot content to act in, just need to be "stunning".

Xue Jin has made rapid progress in filming recently, and his talent is excellent. It is not difficult to shoot this kind of character. After one day, the remaining scenes are almost over.

Lin Yulang came back during the night scene, and when Director Huang looked at her again, his eyes were very complicated, more regrettable.

Lin Yulang took these into her eyes, and she didn't say anything, but offered to film that part of the highlights the next day.

Director Huang was silent for a while, then agreed.

"All departments are ready!"

In front of the iron-cast city gate, Shen Yushuang stood in front of the army with a long sword in white clothes, and the young prince Li Qi stood on the city wall. At the head of the thousands of troops was Mei Zhengxue whose armor was covered with dirty blood.

The army came under the pressure, his elder brother came back from the dead and led the rebels to force the palace. Shen Yushuang was rescued from the Goulan courtyard by the prince, but what he faced was Mei Zhengxue, who had become red-eyed and killed his savior by mistake.

With the sound of the wind, the city gate behind him, and the snow covering the sky behind the armor in front, Shen Yushuang suddenly thought of what his elder brother said when he was young.

The son of a young man, Lang Yan Dujue, was knocked out by her to learn the sword by accident, so he covered her eyes with a smile and said, "As long as you don't tell father, brother will promise you anything."

The two brothers and sisters were able to survive, all relying on the elder who sacrificed himself to feed the tiger and plotted death for them, but the other party died under Mei Zhengxue's sword.

Shen Yushuang has only learned one thing over the years, bartering things, and life for life.

The imperial city is full of enemies, and in front of her is her brother who is almost insane. She clearly knows that only she can pull him back from the brink of madness.

Shen Yushuang raised his eyes and looked straight at Mei Zhengxue: "Brother...until he died, father didn't know that you had learned swords..."

She had a determined expression on her face, but her eyes were full of tenderness.

I kept a secret for you, so it's up to you to keep your promise.

Mei Zhengxue's expression changed and she got off her horse, but it was too late.

The long sword cut his throat, and blood spattered everywhere.

Her last words before she died fell like thunder in her ears.

——"The emperor should be punished, and the women and children are innocent...Brother, I will wait for you to take us home..."

"Okay, card!"

Director Huang stood up from the pony pony, walked over with a long-lost smile, patted Lin Yulang on the shoulder, and sighed after a long while: "Your recovery is the best... I won't ask what happened, the road is your own, take care Walk."

Lin Yulang nodded, "I will."

Xue Jin is considered to be finished today, after that it will be the scene of Li Qi and Mei Zhengxue. After taking off his costume and make-up, he comes out to meet Lin Yulang who is walking towards him.

"He's recovering well," he said.

Lin Yulang was very grateful to him: "Thanks to Teacher Xue, if it weren't for you, I might have died already."

As she spoke, she took out the check and wanted to hand it to Xue Jinshi.

The moment it was handed over, the golden light of merit spread out little by little, and went in the direction of Xue Jinshi.

When accepting the merit, Xue Jin's brows were loose. He didn't refuse, and just accepted the check without looking at the amount on it. He just said, "We settle the money and the goods."

Lin Yulang gave Lin Yulang a pause for his business-like appearance, and then she was discouraged and said, "Anyway, there is no repayment for saving your life. Teacher Xue can come to me for anything in the future. As long as I can help, I will do my best!"

Xue Jin smiled and waved his hands: "It's hard to save your life, so don't just fight it out for others."

"I'm finished. You still have some reshoots to do later, so you don't have to follow me. Goodbye."

Fu Huanyu saw that he was leaving after a long distance, and was trapped on the set with no way to leave, so he could only call him to say goodbye.

Du He's car was parked outside, Xue Jin got into it and was sent to the airport.

The next day, he woke up from the bed at home, went to another room to treat Qi Lin as usual, and then ate the takeaway in the dining room.

Duhe sent a message on the phone.

[Brother Xue, the variety show my sister will accept for you will be in two weeks, during which time you can take a good rest. 】

Xue Jin rubbed the space between his eyebrows: [Okay, send me the variety show information when the time comes. 】

【Ah, there is one more thing...】

Du He hesitated, but Xue Jin asked him to speak directly.

[It's like this, some time ago my sister said that I picked up a movie for you, do you still remember? 】

Xue Jin thought about it for a while: 【The Rong family? 】

He asked: [Is something wrong? 】

【Oh, that's right, the filming will start in another month, but the director doesn't seem to want you very much...】

It doesn't matter to Xue Jin, anyway, he has been in good condition recently, and he doesn't need to gain faith offerings by becoming popular for the time being.

[If you don’t want it, then don’t. 】

He just ended the conversation.

After a while, a file came from the dialog box, which was the material of that variety show. Xue Jin was just about to open it when he got a call.

The caller Rongshu is displayed on the top.

The phone was connected, and Rong Shu's smiling voice came from the opposite side: "Master Xue, the Rong family will hold a banquet tomorrow night, and we hope to invite you to attend."

The author has something to say: Good night, love everyone~