Hell yes!

This is what Yang Qiao really thinks at this time.

Sixteen years of life, since he was a child, he never believed in the existence of ghosts in the world, but now, in front of his eyes, a real ancient person appeared.

What is not a living ghost?

If it weren't for the pictures he saw before, and the role he took on as Lu Weijiu from the picture, he would definitely scream now, and he would be scared.

But after the previous scenes, although he clearly saw an ancient ghost standing in front of him, he knew him and knew that he was Lu Weijiu, did he still need to escape?

Yang Qiao was stunned, not knowing what to do.

At this close distance, it seems that you can feel a cold breath from the other party, and it seems that you can see the other party's blue and white smooth skin like jade.

I'll go, how can I still have time to care about his skin at this time, I ...... Should I yell for help and turn around and run, right?

Just when Yang Qiao's mind was in a mess and he didn't know how to react, the person opposite, Lu Weijiu, the unparalleled feng shui master in the world back then, stared at him, and said slowly in a tone that seemed to be cold and ruthless, and seemed to contain endless memories and vicissitudes: "It's you who woke me up?"

Yang Qiao nodded and shook his head again.

He didn't even know what was going on, he didn't know how to answer.

"Thousands of years have passed, in a flash. ”

Lu Weijiu stared at Yang Qiao's gaze and slowly retracted, "Perhaps, there will be a fate between you and me." ”

His voice, his tone, gave Yang Qiao a strong feeling, the Jin Dynasty man in front of him was really lonely as snow.

Before Yang Qiao could recover from this strong feeling, he saw Lu Weijiu turn around, leaving a cold back, walking away step by step, and finally disappeared like a phantom.

On the ground, only the old pocket watch remained, and the hands were still moving unhurriedly.

Only...... Just gone?

Yang Qiao originally wanted to scream twice, but now, the whole person was stupid.

……

When night fell, the lights of Jiangxia's house were lit up, and the smell of rice overflowed.

Liu Xiaolian had to clean up the house for two days this time, but fortunately, Yang Qiao had just had a summer vacation, so she was not worried about running out of time.

Yang Qiao hurriedly ate two bites, told Liu Xiaolian that he was tired, and locked himself in the room.

On the table, the open wooden box, the antique pocket watch is still walking unhurriedly.

Yang Qiao knew that this watch was definitely not as ordinary as it looked.

In this, there lives the soul of Lu Weijiu, the great master of feng shui in the Wei and Jin dynasties.

Until this time, he still couldn't figure out what was going on, but since he was discovered by himself, and he didn't mean to hurt himself, probably, it should be his own adventure, right?

Who didn't have any whimsical ideas when they were young, who didn't want to have a Monkey King by their side, a magic pet Bikachu, or a magical power, a magic weapon, or something?

Yang Qiao's heart was pounding,

He looked at his pocket watch and felt that he had found something amazing.

An unknown door is in front of you, and you can push it open with just a stretch of your hand.

Yang Qiao's curiosity is great, and his courage is even greater.

Looking at the extraordinary pocket watch in front of him, he made the first major decision in his life.

Sitting at the table, calm, concentrated, and shouted out a classic line in Journey to the West-

"Open Sesame!"

Quiet~

Sure enough, nothing happened.

Yang Qiao scratched his head, although this pocket watch is not ordinary, but obviously, Lu Weijiu is so noble and cold, he can't call it out by himself.

After pondering for a moment, the young man slapped his head and secretly blamed himself for being confused, Lu Weijiu was an ancient Chinese, of course he couldn't understand this code to open the door.

Gotta get another one.

Again

"The Heavenly King covers the tiger, the river demon of Pagoda Town, appears!"

Still is......

No response.

"Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law, Lu Weijiu, appear!"

"Ma Mi Mi Coax. ”

"Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, Lu Weijiu come out quickly. ”

"Those who are fighting are all marching forward in array...... The fawn deer comes out quickly. ”

After tossing for a long time, Yang Qiao was excited, seeing that Lu Weijiu had no shadow at all, he stared at the pocket watch a little dejectedly, secretly wondering if his method was wrong, could it be that he wanted to bump this pocket watch again?

Pick it up and take a look, a little reluctant, what if it really breaks.

He put down the pocket watch a little stupidly, his eyes rolled, Lu Weijiu was obviously in the pocket watch, but he refused to come out, it seemed that he had an opinion about himself, he really couldn't do it, he had to force him.

Do what you think.

Yang Qiao sneaked out of the room, remembering that her mother had sorted out a bunch of books during the day, and there seemed to be ...... in them

After a while, he crept back to the room, closed the door, stared at the pocket watch on the table, twitched his shoulder, and walked up with a smile.

"Master Lu Weijiu, I know you must be able to hear it, I want to meet you, if you don't come out, I have to make a trick. ”

After a pause, seeing that there was no response, Yang Qiao took out the courage to break the cauldron and sink the boat, and the right hand that had been hiding behind him was pulled out suddenly-

A book, impressively in my hand, is the "White-clothed Guanyin Sutra".

Hehe, I'm scared. Even if you are a national teacher, how can you be a ghost who is not afraid of Buddhist scriptures, if you don't come out again, your surname will be with you.

Yang Qiao smiled proudly, and in the next second, he suddenly felt his eyelids jump,

The lights in the room dimmed, and a faint cold wind blew in the face.

Yang Qiao's pupils dilated, he saw it, the scene around him changed, he saw an ancient pavilion, there were willows next to the pavilion, and pieces of catkins were flying, like snow and cotton.

The small river beside the tree was babbling, and a man stood under the willow tree, with his back to him, and slowly turned around.

- Lu Weijiu.

Only now did Yang Qiao take a serious look at the appearance of this Feng Shui master of the Eastern Jin Dynasty for the first time.

He was dressed in a light robe, his long black hair was tied in a bun on his head, and the rest of his black hair was scattered in a shawl, lining his thin figure, as if there was a free and uninhibited taste that wanted to ride the wind away.

His facial features are deep and handsome, and his dark eyes are as calm as a river, and they seem to be full of stars gathered in these eyes, which is unforgettable at first sight.

This is the real handsome guy of Wei and Jin, now those stars on TV still have little fresh meat or something, compared with Lu Weijiu, it is simply weak.

What impressed Yang Qiao the most was Lu Weijiu's temperament.

I really want to find a word to say it, and that is as lonely and cold as fireworks.

He has the elegance of aristocrats, and the coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, and the slight frown of his brows, which brings melancholy, ten out of ten girls will definitely shout at him Brother I want it.

At this moment, only one word flashed in Yang Qiao's mind at this time, and that was-

Handsome.

In the era of the Wei and Jin dynasties, it was definitely an era of eating with faces, if you weren't a handsome guy, even if you had the ability to reach the sky, you wouldn't be able to get into the eyes of the court bigwigs.

It is not clear whether this Lu Weijiu is the first person in feng shui, but his appearance is definitely an explosive existence.

Men and women are killed together, and they are talking about demons like Lu Weijiu.

"What's the matter with you?"

It was Lu Weijiu's voice that interrupted the nonsense in Yang Qiao's mind, and he remembered his business.

"That, Master Lu Weijiu, since I woke you up, it means that we are fated, see if you can give me a little guidance and teach me some skills or something. ”

Yang Qiao learned to bow his hand to Lu Weijiu like on TV, smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and tried to open his eyes wide, looking at my pure little eyes, it was definitely sincere enough.

Lu Weijiu didn't answer Yang Qiao's request, just glanced at Yang Qiao's hand lightly.

In that hand, he was still holding the Goddess of Mercy Sutra in white.

Yang Qiao smiled dryly, trying to hide the book behind him.

Lu Weijiu's eyes were like calm lake water, deep and quiet, he didn't seem to care about Yang Qiao's little movements, he was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "The time is not right." ”

"When will that be?" Yang Qiao was anxious in his heart, and hurriedly asked, but unfortunately, Lu Weijiu didn't explain much.

He must have been a very egoistic person, and after saying that, his figure gradually disappeared and disappeared.

Yang Qiao's smile froze on his face.

Gone again?

Looking at the pocket watch walking on the table, Yang Qiao couldn't wait to press the white-clothed Guanyin Sutra in his hand and try again, but remembering Lu Weijiu's eyes just now, he scratched his head and gave up those eager thoughts.

Let's wait until tomorrow.

Thinking about what this great master of Feng Shui of the Eastern Jin Dynasty had in his heart, the big duel between him and Xie An in the feng shui world, and who won in the end, Yang Qiao climbed into bed.

Because of Lu Weijiu's incident, he was so excited that he tossed and turned, and he didn't fall asleep until midnight.

The stars and clouds in the sky are surging, changing all kinds of mysterious patterns, like some mysterious and unknown force making some kind of revelation to all beings......