I beat all the ghosts who failed the exam

Chi Jia stepped back abruptly, almost hitting the car window with the back of his head.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

"Don't... don't get me wrong." Chi Jia's mind buzzed, "What he means...he is not my apprentice, but my friend."

"Yes, friend, he just loves to joke."

That's why I don't care about it like this, just like this in front of the old man... What should I do if something happens?

Chi Jia's heart is full of mist and grass, and she still has a little bit of guilt.

Beiyin smiled faintly, sat back in his seat and didn't say much.

On the other hand, after being startled for a moment, Hang Ci said kindly: "Don't be so hasty to explain."

Chi Jia: "I don't..."

Hang Ci said very openly: "So what if it's that kind of relationship? We elders are not as rigid as you think."

Chi Jia: "??"

Hang Ci chuckled: "People who practice the Tao just want to follow their heart. It's not a crime of disrespect that violates righteousness and heaven. Even if your personal hobbies are a little special, it's nothing serious."

The old man shook his head and looked away: "Old man, old man... At that time, your master and I were the most unruly people in our generation. If you were ten years younger and had more energy, maybe the old man would not be as good as me." Can I prepare a marriage proposal or something for you..."

Chi Jia: "..."

He stared, unable to utter a word.

He always thought Uncle Hang was just black-bellied, but he didn't expect to be so informal.

"Uncle Master..." He let out a breath slowly.

The old man touched his chin: "Huh?"

"I respect you very much, really." Chi Jia said sincerely.

Not only admiration, but even a little fear... Is it really good for seven or eighty-year-olds to be so open-minded?

"Really?" Hang Ci laughed, "For the sake of you respecting me so much... I will arrange the wedding for you in the future. Hey, by the way, did you propose? Do I need to teach you some experience?" I think of the girl who chased my uncle and me back then..."

Hearing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Chi Jia hurriedly interrupted: "No need, uncle, you think too much, we...we haven't reached that point yet."

Hang Ci clicked his tongue and said, "No way, Jiajia, your movements are too slow. You have to act quickly when you meet the right one. Look at your friend, you are a good-looking person. You will cry if you are kidnapped by others."

Chi Jia propped her forehead, her anger was like a gossamer.

Beiyin approached him quietly: "When will you propose?"

Chi Jia stared at him weakly: "Are you fooling around too?"

The man smiled lowly, his voice low and sexy.

Over there, Zhou Chuansheng finally couldn't listen to his master talking about running the train, and interjected lightly: "Master, you are so experienced, why haven't you gotten married yet? ——We Taoists don't pay attention to this."

Hang Ci's demeanor of a romantic elder immediately shattered on his face.

Zhou Chuansheng said again: "I still remember the pitiful and hesitant look you saw Master Ni Jia two years ago... It's been decades, and the matter of being dumped by her back then hasn't passed yet?"

Hang Ci's old background was blown away by the young apprentice for no reason.

His face slowly turned red, he gasped for breath, and after a while, he called out to him from embarrassment: "What do you know about your family? She dumped me back then? It's your master and I'm all about pursuing the Tao, so I'm not married, so far I don't know how many female Taoist friends feel sad for me because of this matter..."

He coughed twice, with a straight face: "Master, arrange the arrangement face to face, you unfilial apprentice!"

Zhou Chuansheng pouted secretly.

Finally skipping the topic, Chi Jia heaved a sigh of relief.

With Maidao's energy, the plane was naturally ready long ago.

The three of them went up through the VIP passage, and Chi Jia couldn't help feeling: "The past few decades seemed to be a waste of time, but since the school was opened, I can often enjoy it."

Hang Ci, who was walking in the front, listened: "I heard that although you were famous on the forum before, not many people have met you, and you don't directly contact the employer when you take the job?"

Chi Jia nodded: "Yes, Master told me not to pay too much attention to money, and I'm too lazy to deal with people, so I just do this, so I don't worry."

When Hang Ci heard this, he seemed to have thought of something. Under the sunlight coming in from the window, the expression on his face looked a little sad and lonely: "Your master is also for you..."

Chi Jia didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Hang Ci returned to his usual appearance of a dignified little old man with a weak heart, as if the momentary emotion just now was just an illusion.

This place is very close to Nanwan City, and within an hour of the plane, several people landed on land again.

Chi Jia called Yuan Chengzong. When the anxious father heard the news, he was so excited that he immediately said that he would come to pick him up in person.

"No need." Chi Jia glanced at the sky, "You just tell us the address, it will be faster."

The three of them took a taxi and soon arrived at the place Yuan Chengzong told.

This is a well-known single apartment in Nanwan City. It is exquisitely decorated and moderately sized. It is the favorite place for many golden bachelors to live. The point is that it is very expensive.

So there are often many young and beautiful girls wandering downstairs.

Chi Jia didn't expect that Young Master Yuan wasn't married yet.

They went up to the sixteenth floor, and as soon as the elevator opened, they saw Yuan Chengzong waiting outside pacing back and forth.

Seeing the person coming out from the elevator door opened, his eyes lit up instantly, and he strode up to meet him: "Master Chi, thank you for coming all the way here."

"No more polite words." Chi Jia briefly introduced the people he brought, "This is my junior brother, and this is my senior uncle. I heard that something happened, so let's come and have a look."

Zhou Chuansheng's boy was fair and tender, and he was very lucky. He looked extraordinary at first sight. As for Hang Ci, his fairy-like appearance in front of outsiders could be fooled by no one.

Yuan Chengzong said respectfully: "It is my honor to trouble so many masters to come here for my children's sake."

With that said, the four of them entered the open door.

I don't know how many times I have seen this kind of apartment in a month. Chi Jia knows the way very well. He looked around the room and looked around, but there was no sign of anything strange.

Yuan Wei was just lying in his own room with his eyes closed. If Yuan Chengzong hadn't said it, he would look no different from falling asleep normally.

Yuan Chengzong rubbed his hands: "Master, please show him quickly."

Chi Jia leaned down and stretched out her fingers to explore the artery in his neck.

It was fairly steady, but slow and weak. There was nothing in Chi Jia's sense that could not be explained by science.

His heart sank.

If this matter is really related to metaphysics as Yuan Chengzong said, then the current situation is almost the same as the previous two situations he encountered - there is no Yin Qi.

Chi Jia took a look at Hang Ci: "Uncle Master..."

The old man frowned, stepped forward, took out a talisman paper from his pocket, and waved it over Yuan Wei's head.

"It is indeed Lihun." He opened his mouth slowly and sighed, "One soul and one soul are missing from the three souls and seven souls."

According to Taoism, people are born with three souls and seven souls - Taiguang, Shuangling, and Youjing, which dominate people's lifelines and control people's daily activities. If any one of these three souls is lost...

Yuan Chengzong tremblingly asked: "Then, what will happen then?"

"How?" Hang Ci glanced at him, "It's a good thing it wasn't the lost fetal light of the main god, otherwise he would die within a month, but even Shuang Ling, plus one of the seven souls of the main consciousness, if he can't get it back, Then you can only be a living dead for the rest of your life.”

Yuan Chengzong gasped, staggered two steps, his old face was pale, and he looked like he was about to have a heart attack.

Although he is rich, he doesn't like to spend time and wine outside like some people, and he has a good relationship with his first wife. There is only this son in total. If something happens to him, it means that his Yuan family will be the last one.

Yuan Chengzong looked at his son on the bed, tears streaming down his face: "Master, please, no matter what method... Even if I give my all, I am willing!"

Although the father and son were a little arrogant and domineering, their relationship was indeed deep.

Chi Jia got closer and asked Hang Ci: "Master, what do you think this time will be..."

Hang Ci shook his head: "It's hard to say."

Chi Jia: "So you also feel..."

"It's very similar." Hang Ci twisted the short beard on his chin, "But among the things that happened before, none of them lost their soul like him."

Hang Ci frowned: "Look again."

He turned his head and asked Yuan Chengzong: "Before you came today, you haven't seen your son for a few days."

Yuan Chengzong wiped away his tears: "It's been almost five days. He moved out from home after he became an adult. I'm usually busy with work, so I don't see him very often."

"Then who was the last person I saw during these five days?"

Yuan Chengzong said: "I have sent my subordinates to investigate this matter, and there should be a result soon."

Just as he was talking, his cell phone rang, and Yuan Chengzong quickly picked it up: "Well, okay, I see..."

His miserable face finally showed a little joy: "Master, the list is here!"

Several people gathered around his mobile phone, and Yuan Chengzong quickly opened the transmitted file.

Pulling down the list with his fingers, Yuan Chengzong's eyes widened: "Chen Shasha...it's this woman! That's her!"

He seemed to regard this person as the murderer who killed his son, his eyes were red: "I'll have someone bring her here immediately!"

Chi Jia pressed his shoulder: "Mr. Yuan, calm down, we just called people over to ask some questions, not to mention..."

He glanced at the words on the phone again: "This person is still your son's current girlfriend."

Yuan Chengzong closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

At this moment, Chi Jia's pocket suddenly moved.

He frowned, reached into the bag, and touched something cool and round. Only then did he remember that he still carried the bottles that locked up dozens of opera ghosts with him, and almost forgot these days.

He takes out the bottle.

Hang Ci caught a glimpse at the side, and said with a "huh": "Nephew is not bad, no wonder he can become the number one in the elite list, this shot is the courage of dozens of them...Why don't I have such a disciple under my sect?"

With emotion, he watched Chi Jia open the cork curiously, and a lot of mist rushed out of it.

"Boss, we are almost suffocating!"

"That's right, boss, the prisoners in prison can still breathe! You are so cruel to us!"

"It's fine if you don't have a mansion, and a shop is fine too. I don't want to be crowded with so many ghosts anymore! Especially that Wang Er, he snores at night and grinds his teeth. Kick me! I can't stand it!"

"How dare you despise me! Why don't you tell me what the fuck you are doing?"

"Boss, I'm a female ghost... You, you let me stay with them, I... I'm not pure anymore! I'm not alive anymore!"

……

In an instant, the living room was as noisy as a vegetable market. Chi Jia had a headache and yelled, "Shut up!"

Yuan Chengzong couldn't see them, but felt a sudden gust of wind in the room, and suddenly heard Chi Jia's angry shout, and his whole body trembled.

The group of ghosts suddenly became honest.

After a while, one of the ghosts who looked around the room whispered, "This is not where we lived before..."

"Boss!" another surprised, "You finally figured out and got us a mansion to live in!?"

It's still the former owner's house that I lived in before, and it's better if I know the way.

A group of ghosts were immediately moved: "We wrongly blamed you!"

"Get out." Chi Jia broke their daydream with a blank expression, "I let you out to let you feel if there is anything wrong in this room."

In some respects, these nymphs are more sensitive than he is.

"Anyway, I've lived there before, so I should be more familiar with it. Don't let go of any clues about abnormalities, and tell me everything." Chi Jia instructed.

All the ghosts were frustrated: "It turns out that we were not allowed to live here..."

"If you don't give us food or clothes, we still have to work...Chi Pai skin."

Chi Jia narrowed her eyes.

"Ahahaha... I'll go to work right away, work..."

"Brothers, copy guys, let's go."

A group of ghosts searched the house lively.

Hang Ci was a little dumbfounded: "Nephew, this, this is..."

"Ah." Chi Jiayun said calmly, "It's free labor, it's not for nothing."

The old man frowned, thoughtfully, after a while, he patted his leg: "It makes sense!"

"During this period, junior brother often came to me and told me to save money, but now the cost of labor is so expensive. Nephew, what you said has given me a new idea, what a ghost! Just burn some paper money, and you don't need five insurances and one insurance gold!"

He really wanted to make a phone call right away: "I'll let them arrange it when I go back, and the ones caught in the future won't go beyond the limit, so stay here to make up for it."

Chi Jia echoed: "Yes, it's very useful."

The old and the young looked at each other and laughed wickedly.

The busy ghosts felt cold and couldn't help shivering.

strangeness.

They have become ghosts, why do they still have this feeling of dying?

Chi Jia folded his arms to watch them busy. Suddenly, one of the ghosts stood up straight, his nose moved, and some doubts appeared on his face: "I seem to smell that kid..."

Chi Jia frowned: "Who?"

The ghost said: "Of course it's the boy surnamed Yuan that we possessed before."

As soon as these words came out, all the people present stood up at once, except Yuan Chengzong, who couldn't hear them, looked at them blankly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chi Jia didn't bother to answer him: "Where is it?"

"It's near, getting closer..."

Chi Jia said seriously: "Take us there."

Chi Jia relayed what the ghost had said to Yuan Chengzong, and the old man was much more excited than them, he stood up and trotted outside.

Four people plus a group of ghosts that ordinary people can't see rushed downstairs.

"It's right there." The ghost pointed across the road.

The four looked up, and saw a figure with a compelling bright color getting closer.

"Chen... Sasha!" Yuan Chengzong reacted violently to the person who just saw the photo on his phone, "It's her!"

He didn't care about walking on the sidewalk, and ran all the way to the opposite side while there was no car, and grabbed the woman: "Where did you get my son? Hand it over!"

Chen Shasha was attacked for no reason, she howled out in fright, screamed and struggled.

Chi Jia, who followed closely behind, hurriedly broke Yuan Chengzong's hand: "Mr. Yuan, calm down."

Yuan Chengzong let go of his hand slowly, panting heavily.

Chi Jia held him with one hand to prevent him from going crazy again, and listened to the whispers of the ghost behind him with the other ear.

"It's her. This woman is good-looking and has a good figure."

"I've heard what she said to Yuan many times... that, ouch, it's so hot, so embarrassing!"

"What's the matter? I think I've seen countless erotic pictures back then. What's wrong with this... If they can see me, I really want to teach them what it means to be Chang'e flying to the moon and an old man pushing a cart..."

Chi Jia: "..."

"Shut up." He gritted his teeth.

"So professional, I will introduce the job to you when I go back."

The ghosts were very interested: "What? Is it the... star you told us about?"

"Can I make a lot of money? Live in a mansion?"

Chi Jia smiled: "No."

"what is that?"

Chi Jia said indifferently: "Paparazzi."

All the ghosts: "???"

Chi Jia is serious: "A great job of digging out the truth and serving the public."

"Really?" The ghosts were very happy.

They used to sing operas, and they were derogatoryly called opera actors every day, and they never felt respected.

"Of course it's true." Chi Jia said, "It's especially suitable for you."

The living still have to do everything possible to find a way to peep. They just need to stand openly, and those who are the most famous paparazzi will all stand aside.

"what are you talking about?"

The raised female voice over there called his attention back.

Chi Jia squinted her eyes and saw the woman's incredulous expression: "What do you mean by being in a coma? What are you talking about? Yuan Zhiming is with me!"

Yuan Chengzong's voice was louder than hers: "What you said is true!?"

"Of course it's true!" The woman looked skeptical, as if she felt that her boyfriend's father was out of his mind, "He's been staying at my house for the past two days, and I'm here to fetch two clothes for him. It was a mistake."

The author has something to say: Chi Jia: (touching his chin) Maybe we can set up a gossip news studio?

Ghosts: Work hard!struggle!Go to the peak of ghost life!