Ghost Office

Cun Xin smiled charmingly.

"That's natural, but please take more care of your brother." Liao Changyun took Liao Changjun's hand and bowed to Ao Cunxin. Seeing his brother again was more important than anything else.

Ao Cunxin nodded in agreement, took back the beads, and Liao Changjun also returned to the beads: "I will take good care of Brother Ling's soul, and when it is stable, Mr. Liao, you can decide whether to continue to use him as a painting spirit or send him to reincarnation. "

The three returned to the car, Nezha asked Ao Cunxin what happened to the ball, it didn't look like a weapon.

"That's Ran Ran's homework. It's not a magic tool, but it's also blessed with mana. The town house is enough. The Liao family's spell is a low-level spell, and it's enough to dissolve it."

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一

In the end, Ao Cunxin didn't take Yang Jian and Nezha to the restaurant for dinner, but called to order a meal to be delivered directly to the office. Qinglian and Ziling were still in the office, so they simply ate together, and the crowd was more lively.

Yang Jian looked at the house in front of him. Like the whole street, although it is an old house left over, but due to the reconstruction, expansion or repair in different periods, in Yang Jian's view, various architectural styles are mixed, and it seems that it can be drawn from various styles. It is also very unique to see the traces of historical changes in the place.The small courtyard is not considered big, at least not as large as the former Yang Mansion, but it has everything from the front hall to the backyard.

There are five big characters of Yaoling Office in cursive script on the door, the font is bold and bold, and there are two small stone sculptures squatting at the door, so crooked that you can't tell what it is.The main hall is used for reception and office, and the rooms in the small courtyard behind are all "staff dormitories".The most eye-catching thing in the yard is an elm tree, which is lush and lush with luxuriant branches. Half of the small courtyard is under the shade of the tree. There is a set of wooden tables and chairs under the tree, and there are complete tea sets on the table.

"Because Qinglian and Ziling still have work, let's eat here. There are more people and it will be more lively." Ao Cunxin led the two of them to the door, but a thin man rushed out of the room suddenly, holding a With a bronze sledgehammer, he stared at Yang Jian and Nezha warily: "Who are you and why are you here?"

Ao Cunxin stepped forward helplessly: "Zi Ling, these two immortal friends are my friends, and they have no malicious intentions. Put away your sledgehammer, even if there are another 10000 like you, they will not be their opponents."

Hearing this, Ziling collected all his weapons, but he was still unhappy on the face. He was chased by a little earth fairy for 200 years.

Yang Jian didn't need to open his eyes to see the man's real body - mouse spirit.However, there was no bloody smell on his body, and although he looked at the two fiercely on his face, his eyes were erratic and he dared not touch Yang Jian, and his hands were shaking, but he was strong on the outside and hard on the inside.

Qing Lian put down the accounts in her hand when she heard the movement, and came out to say hello: "Huh? So it's the third prince, long time no see." Zi Ling didn't recognize Yang Jian and Nezha, but Qing Lian, who had been following Ao Cunxin, had seen Nezha before.

Ao Cunxin introduced Yang Jian to Qinglian again, and Qinglian was shocked, why would Yang Jian come with Nezha?How is this going?I'm not doing accounts, I'm getting dizzy...

"Qinglian has met Zhenjun." No matter how turbulent her heart is, there must be no loss in the ceremony, lest people say that we Xihai are rude, Qinglian gritted her teeth secretly.

"Qinglian is going to tidy up the dining room, and the restaurant will deliver food in a while." Ao Cunxin did not miss Qinglian's small appearance, and sent Qinglian out in a funny way.

Yang Jian looked at the mouse spirit and the flower demon, and wondered what happened to Cun Xin all these years?Then he looked at Nezha, he knew that he had gone to Cunxin Nezha more than once or twice, but why didn't Nezha tell him where Cun Xin was?Is it because Cun Xin doesn't want to see herself?Thinking of this, Yang Jian couldn't help laughing at himself, why would Cun Xin want to see you?After thousands of years of marriage, Cun Xin said that he had tortured her all the time, and she was banned from Xihai and lost the title of princess because of taking the blame for her after she left. She finally worked hard to promote the birth of Xin Tian Tiao, but the pardon she won was actually OK. Lifting the confinement but having to get rid of the fairy book, what is there for Cun Xin to see for such a self?

"Yang Jian?" When he looked up, he saw Ao Cunxin looking at him. In front of him was the freshly brewed tea. Ao Cunxin's bright smile could be seen in the hot air: "What are you thinking about? I'm so engrossed. I often do this." Yang Jian took the tea cup Smiling to myself, what do you think about so much?

The meal was considered to be a joy for the host and guest, and Ao Cunxin also knew the purpose of Yang Jian's visit.

About 300 years ago, a situation suddenly appeared among the gods in the sky. Lord Yanshou Xing found that his mana was slowly declining. It was not obvious at the beginning, but by the time he realized it, his mana was running out.After cultivating into immortals, the appearance of the immortals will not change again, but as the magic power of Lord Yanshouxing declines, his appearance and body are also slowly aging.Invite the medical ancestors and medical sages to diagnose and treat, but they can't find the problem.Afterwards, the same situation began to appear to the immortals one after another, and fear spread in the heavens like a plague, until one day, the lower realms came to report that several earth immortals had fallen.The fear of death hangs over the heads of these lofty immortals. The reason why they practice immortality is to be immortal. It is not that there are no immortals who fall, but they either die in battle or die in martyrdom. Those who gradually lose their mana and then weaken and die are never No, even the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother began to feel themselves.

The Heavenly Court, which had been quiet for thousands of years after changing the rules of heaven, began to be in turmoil again. The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother suspected that this was caused by a demon.Although Yang Jian already had a heavy workload, in order to maintain the peace of the Three Realms, he still accepted the matter without hesitation.After investigation, it was found that the decline in mana was not caused by demons, but because the faith of mortals was gradually decreasing.For hundreds of years, the heavens have rarely interfered with mortal affairs, and mortals have acquired different abilities through the accumulation of knowledge from their ancestors.Later, with the exchange and integration of various cultures and sciences, mortals now advocate science more than belief in gods. This is devastating to gods who rely on the power of faith to be immortal.

In a short period of time, several immortals have already fallen.The vacancy of the fairy position has already affected the operation of the universe. Once there is a loophole in this operation, the consequences will be disastrous.However, unlike thousands of years ago, there has not been a new god in the sky for a long time, and each god has its own duties, and now there are vacancies that no one can fill.

The biggest purpose of Yang Jian and Nezha this time is to find people who have achieved great success in Taoism from the lower realms.

"We don't understand the current form of the lower realm at all. After walking around, we found that all the major fairy mountains are closed. We have no choice but to come to you." Nezha said awkwardly: "You have stayed in the world for more than 1000 years. All ethnic groups have contacts."

Ao Cunxin pondered for a moment: "It's not impossible to help you, but my brothers are clear about their accounts. My office is open for business. As long as I pay the salary, I will naturally do my best."

Nezha was relieved when he heard the words, and took out a kit from the Qiankun bag: "The queen mother told me to bring you this before I came down, and said that what you want is in it. You promise to help, and the thing is yours." of."

Ao Cunxin took the kit: "Since the Queen Mother is so generous, there is no need for me, Ao Cunxin, to shirk it. I will accept it."

"Cunxin!" Yang Jian grabbed Ao Cunxin's hand holding the bag, "Why are you still involved with the Queen Mother? Don't you know what kind of person she is?"

"I know." Ao Cunxin pushed Yang Jian's hand away, handed the brocade bag to Qing Lian and asked him to put it away: "I have a business relationship with that woman, and we won't get involved, because I don't like her. And You and Nezha are here for official business. If I don’t ask for a reward to help you, don’t you owe me another favor? Isn’t that enough? Now that the Queen Mother is giving me the reward, I’ll help you as money Wouldn't it be better for both parties to pay each other no debts?"

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Who is arguing fiercely, whose back is far away and does not look back, whose words are sharp, whose eyes are harsh, who is crying, who is trying to endure...

"Ao Cunxin, don't, don't...don't...sorry...sorry...children...sorry, sorry...go...don't go...don't!!!"

"No!" Ao Cunxin sat up suddenly, wiped her cheeks and wet her hands.Cookie buried her face between her knees with her legs, and the shadows in the dream were so real and illusory. The details of the past have been blurred, and even the faces of the people in the dream are blurred, but they still fall into dreams from time to time... Let People can't forget it.

Throwing off the quilt, she got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom barefoot. The pale light from the front mirror made the tear-stained face in the mirror even more embarrassing. I dreamed about these things, could it be because of his arrival? Hah!"

Putting on his coat, Ao Cunxin planned to go downstairs to get a glass of water. He never expected to see Yang Jian standing on the terrace, dressed in white and holding an ink fan in his hand, under the cold white moonlight, just like back then, every time he woke up from his dream Seeing the same thing, feeling suffocated, Ao Cunxin quickened his pace, went to the kitchen to pour boiling water and planned to go back.

"Cunxin." Ao Cunxin stopped and didn't look back, just stopped and stood in the shadows.

"Cunxin, can you sit with me for a while?" The fingers holding the cup tightened, and finally turned around and walked to the terrace. No matter how long it takes, as long as Yang Jian softens his voice and speaks, Ao Cunxin will never be able to refuse, Ao Cunxin, you really don't promising.

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