Inheriting sky-high priced antique shops

Xue Wuling was irritable, and as the year approached, he just wanted to spend this time at home peacefully.

But the days of being alone were broken by my sister-in-law. She came to the store with a cameraman and a machine on her shoulders, and wanted to take a set of model pictures for the antique store.

Yang Pingan agreed with a smile without saying a word, turning a blind eye to the sister-in-law who was wearing an ancient costume and was posing with orchids on the side of the shelf.

After shooting, put away the equipment: "Happy New Year~ I won't bother you two anymore." The sister-in-law walked out of the antique shop with the equipment. All the work for this year has been done, and the most important thing of the year is to wait for that person to come back .

Yang Ping'an also went out of business near the end of the new year, and the new business he expanded recently made a lot of money, enough for them to have a good year.

There was a humming sound, and Yang Pingan looked over, and saw that the thousand-handed boy who was eating QQ candy got into the packaging bag and fell down on the counter.

Yang Pingan took him out: "How did your IQ get mixed up with evil gods?"

The thousand-handed boy pouted, and the small hands behind him held a QQ candy one by one, trying to bribe Yang Ping'an by placing them in his palm.

Picking up his back collar with one hand, and throwing it away, Xue Wuling looked at the bunch of creatures that disturbed the world between himself and Ping An.

Hairpin Ling, Zhou Fu Yao, and Thousand Hand Boy.

Today, I also want to grab a light bulb and make soup for Ping An to drink.

Especially the Thousand-handed boy, who has now been promoted to the level of a cute pet in Ping An's heart.

Seeing his cute pet being thrown away by someone, Yang Pingan hurried over to pick it up, patted the dust and held it in the palm of his hand: "Qian Shou, are you alright?"

Qianshou got the master's concern, holding Yang Ping'an's thumb and howling, only seeing the thunder but not seeing the rain, and from time to time glanced at the source of low air pressure next to the master from the corner of his eye.

It is also the source of his unfortunate life.

Thinking how happy he was as an idle woodcarver at the former owner, because of this person's intervention, the former owner misunderstood him and was tragically abandoned.

Unwilling to run back, he found that the former owner had invited a big Buddha to put in his house. There was no place for him, so he had to follow his breath to find this shop and seek a place to stay.

Now that he is on the throne of cute pet, he still can't escape this person's clutches, his heart is hurting.

Yang Ping'an felt a headache for the big family who were always throwing tantrums: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, stop making a scene, write down your New Year's wishes, and I will make them come true for you before the New Year's Eve."

The thousand-handed boy waved his hands and cheered, and Xue Wuling stood beside Yang Ping'an, folded his hands and fell into deep thought.

In the evening, Yang Pingan received four pieces of paper, neatly folded in half, covering up the contents above.

Yang Pingan opened it one by one, and couldn't help smiling at the notes in his hand: "Okay, I have received everyone's wishes."

"Then let's fulfill Qianshou's wish first. Let's go to the supermarket. The last time we stock up a year ago, Qianshou can buy the snacks he wants."

"Wow! Long live the master!" Qianshou jumped up, dancing and cheering on the tea table.

Satisfied after harvesting a large shopping cart of QQ candies and milk candies, Qianshou lay in the shopping bag with a yogurt bottle and sucked a straw.

After exiting the supermarket, Yang Pingan looked at a row of mobile phone shops in front of him: "Then there is the wish of the hairpin spirit, a personal mobile phone."

Hairpin Ling stared at the stars: "Enen!"

After solving Zan Ling's wish, Zan Ling held the mobile phone and looked at the other two people who had not fulfilled their wishes, a little embarrassed: "Master... what about their wishes?"

"The two of them?" Yang Pingan glanced at the two people who had been silent behind him, and laughed: "I have arranged for them to be in the new year, let's spend the new year well first."

Zanling looked at the two of them, and silently put the phone in his pocket.

In the blink of an eye, Longxi on the opposite side came back just before the New Year's Eve, with snow falling all over his shoulders, Yang Ping'an stood in front of the door, and the two met face to face, Longxi's eyes were surprised: "Yang... Ping'an? You're back? "

"Well, go home and retire."

Longxi laughed: "Why are you young? Are you alone? Come to my house for dinner later?"

"No." He raised his finger and pointed to the room: "There is still someone at home."

"married?"

Yang Pingan smiled and did not answer. Behind him was a half shelf that could be seen. Antiques were displayed front and back, and a corner of the showcase was filled with dull gold.

The black figure blocked the golden patch, walked to Yang Ping'an's side and looked at him quietly.

It's a man.

This is the family?

Long Xi was quite frightened and didn't show it: "Then have a drink later?"

"welcome any time."

But the man beside Yang Ping'an is not always welcome.

Xue Wuling looked at Longxi roughly as he remembered it, and thought that they could all live by Ping An's side and grow up with Ping An.

The degree of fate seems to be far stronger than him?

The next day, Longxi came to visit, chatted about the daily life, stood at the counter and looked at Jinsijia: "I haven't seen it before, is it a new product?"

"Stock, not released before."

Longxi looked at it, feeling a bit of nostalgia in his heart, but he didn't continue to read it, it seemed very important.

It doesn't seem to be that important anymore.

Yang Ping quietly looked at his profile, and a new life began.

Longxi is the one who misses the past the least.

Yue Longxi, the fourth disciple of the Fanmen, only wants to quell the troubled times, the river is clear and the sea is calm, the world is full of disputes, internal and external troubles are endless, as soon as "Discussing Wu Zhao" comes out, he goes down the mountain.

Leaving Wu Zhao's chaotic government aside, if the good Li family Tang finally turned into a struggle between Wu and Li, what peace would there be?

He was going to suppress Wu Zhao.

Yang Pingan's eyes fell on the golden silk armor.

Not stained with blood.

Long Xi did not die on the battlefield.

Died at the hands of a woman.

The golden silk armor that Daoxuan gave him couldn't resist the bone-scraping knife in the gentle village.

The woman said: "If there is a chance, he will be a hero who defends his home and country, and I will be a Weaver Girl, waiting for him every year. When he returns home, I will cut a suit for him."

The scissors did not land on the cloth, but landed on her chest. She was the hero who killed the rebels, but Li Daoxuan forced her to death.

Just a few words turned into a sharp blade: "Have you ever loved Longxi?"

Long Xi sat for a while, looked outside, and was thinking about the people at home across the street: "It's time for dinner, I'll go home first, otherwise your sister-in-law won't be able to do it all by herself."

"It's okay, talk to you next time."

The year is not over, and the fifteenth Lantern Festival has not been eaten, and Longxi is leaving.

This is the only way to get together once every few years, and she and Longxi discussed going to the army for the next year.

After discussing and discussing, she brought the new clothes, but the messenger didn't bring them, and she wanted to follow this person.

Yang Pingan looked at the opposite side and went out together holding hands, and then his sister-in-law came back empty-handed.

Waiting for him every year.

There is a law of cause and effect, and a wish is answered.

Looking back at Xue Wuling: "Let's go, now fulfill your New Year's wish."

Throwing away a thousand hands and a dry light bulb, Yang Pingan took Xue Wuling to the photo studio.

At Xue Wuling's request, a group photo was taken, and it was the kind to be hung in the bedroom.

The staff of the photo studio were curious about the two men coming to take a group photo, but they still completed their duties professionally, and clicked for a moment when the two naturally smiled after looking at each other.

Xue Wuling finally received a photo of him and Yang Ping'an.

Family photo get√

And Zhou Fuyao's wish is to be able to travel and see the scenery of the new world.

Xue Wuling is happy to see the success, and there will be one less light bulb after the Chinese New Year.

On the morning when Zhou Fuyao left, a man in a suit and leather shoes came to the store, and he wanted to buy a gift for his friend.

That mirror of clearing heart is very suitable for him. At the beginning, he bought it with a lot of money and gave it to his junior brother, but now he bought it with a lot of money and gave it to his friends.

The word "clean heart" is specially sent to those who are not pure hearted.

At the beginning of the new year, all the antiques are finally emptied, and the containers are filled with new marketable goods.

Yang Pingan's business and Xue Wuling's ghost catching business are carried out at the same time. The two can be called double evils of money-making, and a small shop is very rich.

The three black fat guys are still waiting for their masters to pass by after school, the electric fan is turned into an air conditioner, and the hairpin is trying to buy a full set of babies online part-time.

Xue Wuling is also in the process of abducting Ping An and practicing double cultivation.

Yang Pingan looked away, what kind of immortal was he, he only envied mandarin ducks and not immortals, so: "Xue Wuling, take your claws away." The hand on the thigh paused.

"Peace, dual cultivation is very beneficial, there is no need to resist so much." The person who spoke had a serious expression on his face.

"Hey! What are you doing? Let go, do you hear me?"

It's so pitiful, Xue Wuling is deaf, and Yang Pingan can't do anything about the deaf man gnashing his teeth.

Then...

Enjoy it.

A good night is rare.

The author has something to say: It's over!From then on, Xiaopingan and Xiaoshagui lived a happy life without any shame...

The next one is the extra episode, and it’s the end of the book and the conclusion of the long-winded essay. Anyway, it’s quite happy to write. The next one is the meme of the dumb Gong of the Republic of China. If you can eat this meme, we’ll see you in the next book~ My little ones waving

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When she is at home, she is a hairpin spirit who has no status, no sense of existence, and no everything.

But, once she is online.

She is the one who leads thousands of boys and girls and haunts countless readers.

Regarding the countless terrifying monsters and ghosts in "Fright Night at the Antique Shop", she has personal experience.

Especially Xue Wuling.

She has the most horrible memories.

When he was caught off guard and cast a look, if she couldn't figure out how to deal with the boss within three seconds.

She is the one who will be dealt with.

However, after working on horror toilet books for a long time, Zan Ling still occasionally needs to write something warm to deceive fans.

Wow, Da Da is actually a person with a soft heart and a delicate mind!

So she decided to write.

Type a touching story on the mobile phone, the story is as follows:

After a hairpin broke, her master took her to another silversmith's shop.

When the master handed her over to the silversmith, the warm and generous hand of the craftsman held her.

She is being watched at the broken place, with such regretful eyes.

He decided to repair her, because she was a hairpin with a soul, and the souls of the predecessors remained on this hairpin.

On this jade hairpin, the silversmith saw the figure of the jade craftsman, and the painstaking efforts of the predecessors appeared in every detail of the jade.

……

Hairpin wiped away tears, published it, and waited for the praise from the little angel of fans.

1 minutes.

2 minutes.

3 minutes.

This is not right, Zanling looked at the page, and suddenly took a breath.

Fans dropped three.

What kind of heartless fans are these?

Don't you like such touching craftsman stories?

And it's their favorite big old story...

All are big pig's hooves...

Hairpin wept.

Choose to delete the article that was just published.

At this time, out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly noticed a comment that appeared out of nowhere.

Da Da, do you want to write the story of the jade craftsman and the silver craftsman?Their love story is so touching.

and many more?

Are you writing a love story?

Hairpin was confused.

The replies under the comments have sprung up one by one.

The angle of view is so strange... But this cp can have it, the gentle jade craftsman is attacked by X's taciturn silversmith.

God, hand in, hee hee hee.

Hey wait hey!Is your speed too fast!

Hairpin saw the door to the new world slowly open.

Maybe you can really develop it?

After all, who doesn't want to earn small money?

But what to write?

The jade craftsman can't write, this cp is too poisonous.

The hairpin spirit, who was thinking hard, saw the master passing by, and the former master following behind the master.

"How about traveling in summer? Sanya." The former owner was seriously making suggestions.

Now the owner is also seriously thinking: "Let's do it domestically, travel, contact business, and catch ghosts."

Hairpin quietly raised her hand: "Can you take me with you?"

Xue Wuling's eyes flicked over, and it was clearly written that you want to die?

Zan Ling thumped back three steps, his light bulb was about to be executed by Ling Chi.

Alright alright.

You go on a trip.

I just stayed at home and created silently.

Hairpin turned her head and wept silently.

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What is Master to Xue Wuling?

It was that very early morning, the look the other party gave him.

She hugged him and pushed back, standing in front of him: "Ming Shan, stand behind me."

It is the source of taste for every drink and meal.

It is the figure in the dream.

is the object of the chase.

It's all you want.

I have never doubted that there is any problem with this. He was born to follow this person, and the master is his everything.

Until one day, he dreamed of that figure again in his dream, he was walking in front of him, the morning dew stained his skirt, and Xue Wuling followed behind.

The plain white clothes brushed the weeds on both sides, turned around, and the master looked at him quietly.

The loose skirt of the shirt revealed a small piece of white skin, and he wanted to hug this person fiercely.

Following this impulse, the two fell into the grass, and Xue Wuling could only hug him tightly.

It was the first time he was so close to the master, there were only the two of them in the world.

The moment of deep embrace is like eternity, indulging in it makes Xue Wuling feel lost when he wakes up.

How does Master feel about himself?

This problem is difficult to solve.

Sometimes Xue Wuling felt that the person Master valued most in the whole world was himself, and he could feel that emotion in the eyes of Master occasionally looking at him, and his heart skipped a beat for almost an instant, crashing into his heart.

Sometimes I also feel that maybe Master hates me very much, no matter what aspect of me, I was born to be disgusting.

So his name is Mingshan.

So the master always taught him over and over again, with such a serious and helpless look in his eyes, for fear that he would repeat it over and over again if he didn't understand.

He understands.

His temperament is inferior, and he is born inferior, which is doomed from the beginning.

He just dropped Guixue's jade, and the master will drive him out of the teacher's school.

Even if the jade hairpin is dropped, the master doesn't want him anymore.

His reliance, his hope, were all broken on the hosta.

He has to figure it out for himself.

Doesn't Master like good people?

He can also be a good guy.

But being nice is boring, isn't it?

In the past ten years, his apprentice has been very passive.

It's not a good time to be a passive good guy.

How can there be such a perfect disaster in this world that makes him a hero?

Then he can only create it himself.

Probably because of his natural disposition, it is really easy to be friends with monsters and goblins.

A lot can be achieved with very little effort.

But not the one he wanted the most.

Li Daoxuan.

In order to get back to him, Xue Wuling worked hard and sincerely.

To earn a chance for myself.

But the master is getting farther and farther away from me.

It seems... afraid of yourself?

why?

Xue Wuling traveled down the mountain to explore for several years.

He has gone through all the roads and places that Master has traveled.

A story was heard in the ears of an old woman.

The celestial masters set up an array to subdue the demons, and Mr. Cui died with regret.

I heard that Mr. Cui is good at Danqing, and he is a very good friend with Tianshi.

But Mr. Cui colluded with the devil.

The Heavenly Master found out and beheaded him.

Cui Jiao.

These two words are inexplicably familiar.

It seemed that someone called him that, and the line of memory moved forward little by little. The second senior brother sat on the side of the corridor and looked at him: "He really looks like Cui Qiu."

The elder brother gave him a sharp look, and the two remained silent.

In the already blurred memory, the word Cui Jiao suddenly became profound.

Among the demons, they all know that there is a demon named 'Six Desire Demon'.

Several monsters have heard a little about the enmity between the Six Desire Demon and the Celestial Master.

The Six Demons of Desires have been looking at the Celestial Master for a long time.

It's a pity that he was later killed by the celestial master.

It seems to have disappeared in Chang'an?

But it's strange to say: "Xue Wuling, you have a trace of the aura of the Six Desire Demons on your body."

This sentence was even more shocking, pointing out the truth that he was hated by his master.

If so, it all makes sense.

Xue Wuling understood that Master would never like him.

His identity and his existence are all wrong.

If even existence is wrong, what love can we hope for?

Everything he wants will never come.

Since you can't wait, you can only take the initiative.

After four years away, he returned to Beimang Mountain again, and returned to that person's side, with the traps he had prepared, waiting for the prey to be caught.

But unexpectedly.

Li Daoxuan's heart didn't seem that hard either, he only took half a step back, and Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand.

Taking another half step back, I got a hug.

"Silly boy."

Li Daoxuan's voice whispered softly in his ears, with so much helplessness and pain.

"Silly boy."

"Silly boy."

Xue Wuling raised a smile, restrained himself and left immediately after hugging.

People who can't wait.

There might be another way.

Isn't the world interesting because it is full of wonderful encounters?

It is better to rob love than to wait to be loved.

Get twice the result with half the effort.

Although the lie did not last long, how can the prey who fell into the trap struggle?

After struggling hard, he could only choose to catch him.

He is the only option in this trap, like the only straw in the hands of a drowning man.

So why wait?

The chess game of life and death, the battle of trapped beasts, wouldn't Li Daoxuan belong to him?

After so many years, he finally got the man of his dreams.

But it seems too early to rejoice.

He thought they were already together, what could separate them?

Lee Do Hyun's knife can separate them.

With one stab, you will die.

Their bodies are very close, but their hearts are farther apart.

Torn at both ends, doomed to be unable to have both.

The time in the bamboo house was a beautiful day that Xue Wuling had never imagined.

In the small bamboo house, there are no seniors who are favored, no seniors who get in the way, and no fights between each other.

Embracing each other with body temperature, I really got Li Daoxuan.

Look at his peaceful sleeping face, see his frowning restrained moaning.

Simple meals become delicacies with your favorite people.

Is this how ordinary couples live their lives?

Gathering for three meals a day, a life of mutual support.

Plain water can drink a sweet taste.

A peaceful life is enough to make him forget everything, and he fantasizes about growing old with Lee Daoxuan.

On a day when it was snowing lightly, the moment Li Daoxuan conjured up the formation, all illusions were broken, and only then did he understand that the battle of trapped beasts used himself as a bargaining chip.

Li Daoxuan also learned.

He used it first, and it was too late to resent.

If Li Daoxuan's soul is scattered, there will be no such person in this world, no matter in this life or in future lives.

His eyes fell on this man, his face was so pale, and his eyes seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

If Li Daoxuan killed him, he would not be able to live.

The cognition was clearly conveyed into Xue Wuling's heart.

Li Daoxuan is ruthless enough to threaten him with his life. I don't believe he will resist.

The light of the formation is flickering, shaking the whole world.

The fine snow fell rustlingly, on Li Daoxuan's hair, it was very cold.

Since there is a trade-off.

Life after life, if he is willing to wait, Li Daoxuan cannot escape.

Xue Wuling raised the corners of his mouth.

Then see you in the next life.

When he opened his eyes again, what he faced was a strange world.

Strange everything, strange high-rise buildings, the iron box has four wheels running around.

The earth is gone, and there are carved bricks underfoot.

What is this place?

Why is he here?

He... Who is he?

There was a vague feeling in the back of his mind that he was going to find something very important.

must be found.

Almost a fire was burning his heart.

where is that person

Why can't I find it?

Traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, passing through countless prosperous cities, he hid in the night.

The fire in his heart was burning more and more intensely, almost driving him crazy.

Where exactly is that person.

Why hasn't he shown up yet?

Who the hell is that person?

He had to find him.

All thinking is confused, he only remembers this one thing.

He wants to find that person.

No matter how long it takes until you find him.

On the first snow day, fine snow particles fell in the dark night, hitting his body one by one, like a sharp knife piercing through the body, the pain made his body stiff, as if he was not a soul body, but still had flesh and blood.

A wonderful feeling came from the snow, as if it was some kind of calling, he followed that feeling and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

And that person appeared.

He doesn't need any reason, he can confirm it just by encountering it.

It's him.

A moment of ecstasy overwhelmed what little reason remained.

He finally found it.

Hug him tightly, wanting to have him.

Pain and tremors were spreading.

The hanging heart finally let go.

Lee Do Hyun, I caught you again.

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Birth is not eligible.

When he was born, he already had everything he was going to face.

When Yang Zhikang was a child, he never thought that he was different from other children.

The people around me all practice Kung Fu, and everyone has unique skills. A glance at an antique can tell whether it is Tang, Song or imitation.

Everyone is like this, and of course he is too.

Practice slowly, and by the age of thirteen or fourteen, you will be able to do it all over the body.

He didn't even go to school, and he was with his master and brother all day long. It wasn't until he met Qin Hongying that he realized that the outside world was very different from his world.

She entered this line of work, but she was also studying at school, and knew what the outside world was like. The two worlds were eclectic in her body. There seemed to be no big difference between being an ordinary person and being a tomb robber.

They went to the amusement park together on their first date, and he invited her to eat ice cream without a teacher, and when he saw her smile, he was grateful for his ability to change.

As if he wasn't that stupid, he could just coax her.

No more, no less.

She has many ideas, including letting him leave the master alone.

She said that the master was an old fox, and it was too dangerous to follow him, and there was no benefit to be gained.

Of course he knew what Master was like, but he never thought about leaving.

Plan for yourself?

What are you going to do for yourself?

Live day by day, he doesn't know what he can plan.

"Me, are the days to come?"

These words woke him up.

she?

What does she mean by that?

Just one sentence suddenly opened up all his thoughts about the future.

There is life waiting for him in the future, there are days to live together, and everything to plan carefully.

After leaving the master, the two of them, relying on years of accumulation, have done well and made some achievements.

Until they drive to that tomb.

The omens were wrong at the beginning, and they lost their way in the woods before entering the tomb, which had never happened before.

After going round and round they came out of the woods again, as if something was pushing them out.

They don't believe in evil, and many mysterious events can be explained by science, which may have something to do with the terrain, layout, and even the magnetic field of this place.

With such a large arrangement, they will definitely be able to make a worthwhile trip.

After several attempts, they finally entered the tomb smoothly. There are many traps inside, and every time they walk a certain distance, one guy will be left behind.

Only the two of them, as if they were guided by something, arrived at the tomb without hindrance.

The tomb chamber is probably a copy of the tomb owner's room before his death. Important funerary objects are placed on the table, old and dusty, but still in good condition.

Yang Zhikang looked at the coffin.

Tomb Raiders don't take the best stuff?What fight?

Hong Ying saw his thoughts: "Zhi Kang..."

In terms of thrills, this tomb is not a thrill. Although they all separated, they haven't seen blood yet.

But this tomb gave them a very bad feeling, the stuffy air enveloped them, as if a pair of eyes were spying on them.

Two pairs of eyes looked at the coffin.

Yang Zhikang took a step forward.

He made a decision to open the coffin.

Putting his hand on the coffin lid and pushing it away inch by inch, a chill came and his hand stopped.

Qin Hongying's eyes also froze, the other end of the line of sight.

The candle flames turned green.

"Stop!"

Yang Zhikang also saw this change from the corner of his eye. It was not the first time he had seen such a thing after so many years of tomb raiding.

But this tomb is different. There are no funerary objects outside, and the most valuable things are in this tomb.

Rules are rules.

But he ran for nothing, and he couldn't even earn money for his feet.

Yang Zhikang gritted his teeth, grasped the edge of the coffin, and continued to push with his arms tensed.

The flames of the candles went out, and at the same time their searchlights went out.

The tomb was dark.

Quietly, without a trace of sound.

A shuddering chill rose behind him, and he seemed to let something out...

An intermittent voice came from inside the coffin: "Wait...wait for me..."

"He's still alive!" Qin Hongying shouted in the darkness.

The two tried their best to close the coffin lid, but Yang Zhikang could push the coffin lid open by himself, but neither of them could close it.

"Give birth to...your child...he...belongs to me..."

Goosebumps appeared all over the body, and the ears were buzzing. They could hardly hear what was said, and the two immediately let go and turned their heads and ran away.

Of course, the things on the table were not forgotten.

There are not many items in total, and they are not multiple objects.

The two escaped from the tomb. Under the late night sky, the cool wind blew on the skin, and their legs were as heavy as lead.

Looking around, all alone.

None of them came out.

His blood was cooler than the wind.

In the daytime the next day, they went down to the tomb again for those guys, but no matter how they walked, the last road led to the main tomb.

It seems that there is only one way they should go.

They can't find those people and can only wait.

I waited for nearly a week in the village outside the tomb.

After eating in the morning, Qin Hongying suddenly vomited with acid reflux.

The words came to mind, buzzing in the dark.

Your children belong to me...

Each one becomes clearer and clearer.

After waiting and waiting, the two finally returned to the city alone.

Not only lost a team of guys, but also came back with a curse, invisible, and related to their children.

Hope it's not really a baby.

For the first time, the two hoped so.

But the hospital's report gave them a heavy blow.

She is pregnant and has been two months.

Didn't even notice it before.

But it happened to appear at this juncture.

A haze hung over the heads of the two young men.

Anyway, get married first.

They resold several of the artifacts stolen from the tomb to prepare for the wedding.

But those who bought the antiques suffered misfortune, and finally returned the antiques.

As a result, they have turned against many people, but they have decided to wash their hands in the golden basin.

After going to the tomb this time, their signboards were smashed, their reputation was ruined, and the clouds above their heads were still there. They didn't know when a thunderbolt would fall and break the current peaceful life.

The belly grew bigger day by day, and the child was born, and it was better than they imagined, it was a boy.

Because of the sentence in the tomb, they always thought that their child might be a girl.

But a boy.

I'm relieved for the time being.

The child's name is Yang Ping'an, and they don't have any more thoughts about this child, they only hope that he will be safe and sound.

But as the child grew up, the worries in his heart did not diminish.

It is of course good that Ping An is a boy, but for them, it is only a little bit of peace of mind, and the cloud is still hanging over their heads.

I went to the most famous fortune-teller to calculate a safe marriage. The husband said that there is no peach blossom in fate, only a bad relationship, and it is hard to say whether it can be cultivated to a positive result.

After several times of questioning, the master finally finished what he dared not say. Nie Yuan is a sin, probably not a living person.

Their thoughts were broken, Ping An was a boy, but they couldn't escape the curse.

Watching the child grow up day by day, waking up in his sleep, his childish face is full of confusion.

They are also looking for capable people to solve this worry.

Before visiting Taoist Xiaoling, in order to raise enough money, they had to go to the tomb for the last time.

The end went smoothly, and after getting the money, they went to the Taoist temple, and they wanted to use the money to ask Taoist Xiaoling.

The Taoist priest heard about them and attached great importance to it. He only needed to donate some sesame oil for the money, and spent more on the preparations.

The three went to the tomb again.

After the investigation by Taoist Master Xiaoling: "It's a ghost trapped here. It's really strange. What kind of ghost is buried in this kind of place? It should be restrained. He probably wants to escape and take this opportunity to kill him." Surrender is fine."

Everything went as expected.

The moment everything is going to work out.

The formation that trapped the ghost backfired on them, and that formation protected the ghost at the most critical moment.

The formation exploded, and the three of them were buried inside.

Xue Wuling's vitality was severely injured, and he drifted quietly in the tomb for several years.

what is he?

How is he here?

Questions took shape in his body one by one, and a longing gradually accumulated.

He is going out.

He has to go out.

Xue Wuling was wandering around in the tomb, Feng Guixue was standing outside the tomb, and had taken away everyone's souls.

Daoist Xiaoling followed Feng Guixue: "This time, can the two of them achieve a positive result?"

"Who knows, just wait and see."

All that has to be done has been done.

There are calculations before and after the fate, if they fail this time, if they continue to entangle, they will not care.

And it's just that I have to repay my teacher's kindness.

☆, extra

What is the most important thing in life?

It doesn't matter what it is.

Live first and then talk.

This is Yuan Tiangang's life principles.

When he was accepted by his master, he never thought that this is really a serious practice school.

He is very talented. When he was a child, he saw a passing sorceress fortune-telling, and he understood it just by looking at it.

At that time, a man who claimed to be a fairy passed by and said he would take him to Penglai, and asked him if he wanted to go with him.

"What's so interesting about Penglai?"

"There are in the world, but not in Penglai, and there are in Penglai, but not in the world." The man replied.

"Then I won't go, I haven't had enough fun in the world, so Penglai will forget it first."

The man didn't say anything, turned around and left, and disappeared in his eyes after two or three steps.

Afterwards, Li Daoxuan passed by, and everyone in this group seemed to be very energetic, whether it was bluffing or deceitful, they lived so well in this world.

He's going to learn the tricks.

He bumped his head in and caught an apprentice casually.

Facing Li Daoxuan's gaze, which seemed to penetrate his body lightly, he smiled shyly.

I don't understand this master at all.

If you don't understand it, you don't understand it. Anyway, just follow them and enjoy the blessings.

Then he found out that the gang of charlatans he thought were actually real practitioners.

Thanks to God's arrangement, this great good luck hit him on the head, and he has lived a life in Beimang Mountain without worrying about food and clothing.

One day when he was catching fish in the stream at the back of the mountain, he saw clouds rising suddenly, and the surroundings were all white, with a purple mist floating in the mist like a ribbon.

Master had many friends who practiced in the early years, and people would come here from time to time, probably because of them.

After walking out of this stream, the road ahead was still a vast expanse of whiteness, Yuan Tiangang was worried: "How can I go back here?"

He tentatively took two steps forward, and the white mist dispersed from both sides, and a purple figure stood in it, looking at him with the fish in his hand.

"Look at what?"

"Your master allowed you to kill?"

"You are so wide?" Hiding the fish in his hand behind his back, he looked at this person who appeared out of nowhere.

But the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intentions.

The two walked towards the Tianshiyuan together, and the other side was silent all the way, he didn't speak, and Yuan Qiande also didn't speak, let's see who can't hold it back first.

So all the way silent.

Back in the courtyard, that person went to see the master, Yuan Qiande was curious, and asked his brother: "Brother, who is that person?"

"An evil way."

"Ah? Master still