The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

Yun Zhen looked at Feng Jun with complicated eyes. The young people nowadays, it's time to catch up. He shook his head and walked towards Uncle Feng: "Meng Shenjun has an order, ordering you to transfer the yard to someone who is destined."

Old man Feng frowned. He was unwilling to resell the yard in his heart. One reason was that the well was relatively evil, and the other was because... this was the ancestral house that his ancestors would not sell even if they starved to death. ...

"Master, just now... is there really a god? Why didn't I see anything?"

Yun Zhen looked at the young Taoist priest they brought: "Have you seen it?"

Several people shook their heads.

"I only saw the sacred fire condensed by the masters with spiritual power."

"Me too."

"Later, the flames ignited. Could it be that... God descended?"

Yun Zhen nodded, and looked at the other masters: "These children are still not good at learning, how about we talk about the statue of Meng Shenjun?"

"Quite deterrent."

"Red clothes with gold patterns are comparable to extraordinary people."

"I only remember the eyes of the gods, with far-reaching eyes, as if they can see through everything."

Yunzhen looked at old man Feng: "You can trust this?"

Old man Feng still doesn't believe it. This well is a saying passed down from his ancestors and has historical proof, so he firmly believes it. He has never seen a ghost before, but I don't know if it is because of the influence of the well, but Feng Jun has yin and yang since he was a child. Now, he was sent to a Taoist temple to study. If Feng Jun hadn't caught ghosts in front of him, he wouldn't have believed it.

Now, tell him that there is a God?Some people may have ghosts, and they can still lie to themselves that it is an unstudied science, but God... isn't that the story in the storybook?Is there really a list of gods?

"Several masters have said so, I am sure to believe it, that is... this house is the ancestral house after all..."

Yunzhen has been preaching for many years, and he can tell what old man Feng is thinking at a glance, but he still doesn't believe it.In fact, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, he didn't come to develop the followers of Shenjun, but Meng Shenjun had to listen to what he said.

"Meng Shenjun is now the worship god of my Yunshui Temple. I will explain the matter of Jing and Feng Jun to Meng Shenjun on your behalf. Meng Shenjun is merciful, so he bestowed the jade pendant for protection. You asked for a problem, and Shenjun solved it. You don’t listen to the method, this is distrust of the gods, I’m afraid that the gods will not protect your Feng family in the future, this well... since the gods say it can’t be sealed, we won’t seal it.”

Yun Zhen paused, sighed and continued: "Old Feng, we have known each other for many years. To be honest, you have been guarding this yard all your life, and you are worried. Now that there is a way to directly solve the hidden danger, why not do it? Now What age is it? The demolition has demolished several generations. Why do you still guard the ancestral house? Your ancestors were kind-hearted, and they would not dare to resell the yard for fear of harm. Now the god tells you to transfer it to someone who is destined. Naturally, it will not harm anyone. Ruin It is a good thing to be cursed of this well."

The reason is such a reason, old man Feng just can't get over this hurdle in his heart.

It was already early in the morning, Master Yunzhen didn't persuade anymore, he just said: "Just think about who the predestined person the god said is, and then make a decision."

Old man Feng was worried, he fell asleep because he was too sleepy, but he could not sleep well, dreaming over and over again, a little ghost crawled out of the well and bit his calf, and a big ghost crawled out again and ate Feng Jun, finally... …Meng Qinglang crawled out of the well, clasped the edge of the well with both hands, exposed most of his head, and asked him sullenly: "Where did you hide the honey?!"

Old man Feng woke up with fright at the time. He had some problems with his blood sugar in the last physical examination. Meng Qinglang didn't let him eat more honey. How old is he? It's not normal for his blood sugar to be high. live?

Old man Feng was lying on the bed fanning and complaining about Meng Qinglang. This kid is not cute in his dreams. Speaking of which, it seems that only Meng boy asked him to buy a yard recently...

Meng Qinglang, who was not well-behaved, yawned and opened his eyes. His eyes were sleepy, and his blank mind gradually began to think...Last night...something seemed to happen.

Hmm...he went on a trip?How do you remember seeing the cruise ship on the sea and the TV tower in City S?Did the group of people want to seal his well last night?dreaming?He seems to have said something...

Meng Qinglang's head was muddled, and when Meng Qinglang woke up early in the summer, the sun was shining on his buttocks, and he got up to brush his teeth in a dizzy state with his dull hair on his head, and saw the old man next door Feng with his hands behind his back and bow Walking out to wash with his waist bent and dark circles under his eyes.

Meng Qinglang leaned over: "Uncle Feng, didn't you sleep well?"

Old Man Feng glanced at Meng Qinglang, remembering that he was always angry about buying a courtyard house, but he couldn't take it easy, so he just sighed and passed him to get the toothbrush cup.

Meng Qinglang's brain was sluggish, and he didn't notice it at all. He leaned over and asked, "Master, what happened last night? I just remembered going to the backyard with you."

Old Man Feng glanced at him: "Then you fell asleep. You missed the big event. The gods descended last night."

Meng Qinglang froze for a moment: "What god?"

"Say it's Meng Shenjun."

"Meng Shenjun?" Meng Qinglang immediately thought of Meng Shenjun on the "Wangqing" prescription, and he was excited, "There is really such a god as Meng Shenjun?!"

Uncle Feng immediately turned to look at him: "What did you say? Do you know Meng Shenjun?"

"Well... when I was looking at the recipes, there was one... that was the divine pill in the alchemy gate," Meng Qinglang nodded, feeling that his analogy was quite appropriate, "the creator is Meng Shenjun, I heard that the Taishang The old emperor, the Jade Emperor, doesn't know which cornered little fairy this is."

Uncle Feng patted him on the back with a "slap" and angrily said, "Shenxian is something you can talk about freely?! This is disrespectful! Apologize to Meng Shenjun!"

Meng Qinglang's confusion in the morning was slapped away by him, and his mind seemed to suddenly clear up, and he just remembered what happened last night.

It seems...he fainted, and then his soul floated out and pretended to be a god?

He is Meng Shenjun? !Alright, fake Meng Shenjun.

It turns out that this is the feeling of the soul coming out of the body. The soul that floated out at that time...is it a ghost?No wonder ghosts are unwilling to reincarnate, it feels so good to be a ghost!

The sense of freedom to travel freely anytime, anywhere, without any physical restraints, I feel that I am light and floating, overlooking the earth and the common people, as if I understand everything naturally, nothing can bother me, in short - it's so cool!

Seeing him in a daze, Old Man Feng got angry and patted him on the back again: "What are you doing, why don't you hurry up and apologize!"

"Oh...well...Meng Shenjun, I was wrong..."

Old man Feng continued to look at him.

"Well... I don't mean anything else, I respect you very much, you have a lot of gods, please forgive me..."

Old man Feng gave him a look of resentment, and clasped his hands together: "Master Shenjun, this kid is still a child, and his speech is not going well. Don't be surprised, he just missed a good time to admire your divine appearance, so he regrets it. I have respect for you in my heart." After talking for a while, he gave Meng Qinglang a disgusted look, and left with the toothbrushing cup.

Meng Qinglang moved his shoulders, and old man Feng slapped him hard the second time. Where did Meng Shenjun come from? His ghost was just pretending.

Old man Feng frowned, Meng Qinglang was not there yesterday, and Master Yunzhen and the others were not there early in the morning, so this Meng Shenjun must be known in their sect, that is to say, maybe... no, it is the real god. !

Hey, this house is destined to be sold, the ancestral property... It is said that it will be sold to someone who is destined... The only one who wants to buy a house with him recently is Meng Qinglang, and the probability is this kid. Old man Feng suddenly looked at Meng Qinglang Even more unpleasant.

"Grandpa, Master asked me to come back and stay with you for two days."

Far away, Feng Jun shouted as soon as he entered the door. Of course, the apprentice has to wait on the master. He lives with a few Taoist priests in a nearby hotel. Yun Zhen and his party went up the mountain this morning. Speaking of which, although the other companies don't need to offer idols, they still have to do their best in order to get more blessings.

"Look, grandpa, I bought your favorite wife cake!"

Old man Feng smiled, and the moment he saw Feng Jun, he seemed to have lost all his troubles: "That's no good, this thing is too sweet, and my blood sugar has been high recently. If you, Brother Meng, saw it..." He suddenly paused. After a while, let's talk... If the predestined person is Feng Jun's wife... Isn't this still at home?

Boy Meng is good-looking and cooks well. He looks weird, but he is actually honest. It's a pity...it's a man...

He is not old fashioned. Now that it is legal for men and women to marry, he also knows that it is not discriminatory... that is... men and women are still the mainstream. If Jun Jun likes a man, he is not the kind of feudal patriarch, but he needs to match...

The house or the grandson seems to be a difficult choice.

"Grandpa, what are you thinking?

Old Man Feng frowned, and asked him, "What do you think... how is your Brother Meng?"

Feng Jun froze immediately, and said falteringly, "That...he's a nice person..." After thinking for a while, he glanced outside the room, closed the door quietly, and approached old man Feng mysteriously, "Grandpa, I Let me tell you something..."

He embellished the fact that he failed to provoke and was abused a few years ago, and finally added a summary of aggrieved: "He is fierce!"

"Is that so? I can't tell..." Old man Feng looked at Feng Jun suspiciously.

Grandpa didn't believe him? !For an outsider not to believe him? !

"Really!!" Feng Jun tried his best to widen his eyes to show his sincerity, "He is so fierce!"

Old man Feng waving his fan, if this is the case... Feng Jun had weak horoscopes when he was a child, and he had yin and yang eyes. .

It is better to enter the Taoist temple, but he has become a closed disciple of Master Yunzhen. It does not mean that being a disciple is not good, and he can learn to protect himself, but the admonition of Yunshui Temple has always been "those who are capable can benefit the world", To put it bluntly, it is to be nosy, although Junjun doesn't say anything, just look at the scars on his body, it is not easy.

If Boy Meng is really this powerful...

"Handsome..."

"What's wrong, grandpa?"

"I want to eat braised pork."

Feng Jun's eyes dimmed. Grandpa still didn't believe what he said, so he said without energy: "Then I'll let Brother Meng do it for you."

"I want to eat what you made by yourself, uh...following Boy Meng's method."

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