"Why did the old patriarch run after it?"

"Because although the old patriarch is the patriarch of the Xiang clan, the trivial affairs of the clan have basically been handed over to the son, and the old patriarch has nothing to do, so he likes to find fun everywhere to pass the time, and the ass is quirky, which is exactly what the old patriarch wants. ”

Ah Tao nodded knowingly.

"Are you the wild ghost who inherited the blood of the ancestor of the powerful ghost?" Yueru had to raise his head in order to see Ah Dao, who was much taller than himself, because he had a grasshopper body, and the brown mung bean-sized eyes on his turquoise head looked at Ah Dao curiously from top to bottom.

In order to make it easier to talk to Yueru, Ah Dao squatted down: "Well, are you the ghost servant of the old patriarch?"

Yueru shook her head: "No," he moved his tentacles, motioning to Ah Tao to look at his forehead, "I don't have a ghost tattoo, I am a protégé ghost of the Xiang clan, and I am also the mount of Gongzi." ”

The so-called protégé ghost is a ghost who has not concluded a ghost service contract with humans, but recognizes humans as masters and is blessed by humans.

"My name is Yueru, and this is the name given by Gongzi himself. Yueru said proudly.

Childe's mount, and personally gave him a name, he should be very recognized and liked by Childe.

Ah Tao couldn't help but seriously look at the grasshopper's body that was as green as the moon, the muscles of the front and back legs were erect, and the masculinity was very heavy, but it really didn't match this name.

Yueru saw Ah Dao's confusion, and quickly explained: "I'm a male ghost!"

Ah Tao suddenly realized: "I'll just say, no wonder you are so handsome, heroic and majestic." ”

Ah Dao's flattery was obviously very useful to Yueru, and he looked proud: "Of course, I'm a dignified grasshopper ghost!"

"By the way," Yueru asked Ah Tao again, "Did Childe give you a name?"

Ah Tao was stunned: "I haven't ...... yet"

Ah Tao and Yueru chatted a few more words, Yueru took a step in advance, and Ah Tao also left.

As soon as Ah Tao walked away, in the depths of the bamboo forest, Xiang Qian, who had been playing with his buttocks, suddenly turned his head, and through the lush bamboo leaves, he glanced at Ah Dao's back with a deep look.

When it was close to Shen, the three sons of the Luo family came out of Xiangfu and stepped down the bluestone steps in front of the mansion, Luo Zi'an was obviously slower than Luo Junxuan and Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuanzhi turned around and saw Luo Zi'an frowning slightly, as if he had something on his mind, so he stepped forward to tease him: "Second brother, you have a sad face, but you are worried about provoking your son." Luo Yuanzhi said as he put a hand on his shoulder.

Luo Zi'an flew out an ice-like eye knife at Luo Yuanzhi, which frightened Luo Yuanzhi and quickly retracted his hand.

Luo Zi'an suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice: "You say, Childe, he ......"

"Huh?" Luo Yuanzhi made a deferential expression.

Luo Zi'an hesitated and shook his head: "It's okay, let's go." After speaking, he didn't care about Luo Junxuan and Luo Zi'an, walked quickly towards the carriage alone, and returned to his usual old appearance.

Luo Yuanzhi followed Luo Junxuan, who was walking in front, and the playful look on his face had subsided a lot: "Xiangfu has to break the world curse again this time, and the royal family will definitely take action, big brother, do you think the prince will brake quietly or will he strike first?"

Luo Junxuan smiled indifferently, and said after a while: "Childe's thoughts, how can we speculate at will." ”

The three carriages of Luofu slowly drove away from Xiangfu, and the little man of Xiangfu watched the carriage leave before closing the black gate.

And the buttocks that they completely forgot behind him, at this time, he had just completed the task of fanning the old patriarch for an unknown number of hours, and then went to the small vegetable garden in the Qianlan courtyard where the old patriarch lived to help the vegetables remove insects with his bare hands, and then went to help water the flowers, and there were a lot of chores waiting for him to do......

The sky is getting dark, the red hook is hanging high, the moon and stars are sparse, and after falling into a night of silence, it is a new day.

When the sky was bright, his ass dragged him tired, and finally managed to escape from Xiangqian's clutches and return to Luofu.

The first touch of morning light penetrated through the patterned window lattice, climbed onto a stack of rice paper with a tough texture and smooth jade on the table near the window, and occasionally saw a few bare hands with green tendons under a slightly weak white net, stretched out the top page, and then dipped the pen in ink, and put the pen on the paper.

The eight words of "quiet in the chest, elegant in the arms" leap on the paper, thick but not muddy, light but not gray, backbone and reserved, and deep ink rhyme.

Yan Wenjing looked at the eight vigorous and powerful characters on the paper and nodded with satisfaction.

A burst of light footsteps came, and a female ghost dressed in a lilac brocade dress and a pink belt around her waist appeared behind Yan Wenjing, this female ghost had a round and lovely face, black and round eyes, and her eyes were as clear as a clear spring.

Ah Man bowed to the ground, extremely respectful: "See Childe." "The timbre is gentle and gentle, like the chirping of a newborn bird.

Yan Wenjing raised his hand and motioned for Ah Man to get up.

Yan Wenjing picked up the rice paper on which he had just written the eight words, got up and handed it to Ah Man, who held it with both hands.

"Recognizable?"

Ah Man looked at the words on the paper and read word by word: "Yun is quiet in the chest, and Rong is elegant in the heart." ”

"Tolerance. Yan Wenjing slowly spit out these two words.

Ah Man was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yan Wenjing with some puzzlement.

Yan Wenjing stared at Ah Man without saying a word, and did not explain, obviously letting her understand the meaning by herself, he is a person who rarely speaks, he cherishes words like gold, he can't say more than he can.

Ah Man thought for a while, and finally reacted, she looked surprised: "Childe...... You want to give a name to a slave?"

Yan Wenjing nodded.

Ah Man was flattered, and bowed again: "Xie Gongzi gives the name!"

A little servant entered with a silver tray in his hand, walked up to Yan Wenjing, bowed down and said, "Fourth son, the villain has been prepared according to your instructions." With that, he reached out and uncovered a white handkerchief that was slightly raised on the tray, and under the towel lay a celadon bowl and a silver dagger with a cold light.

Yan Wenjing stepped forward, picked up the dagger, aimed the blade at one of his fingers, and slowly cut a small opening, and a small stream of blood immediately gushed out of the wound.

Yan Wenjing raised his fingers that were constantly oozing blood and walked up to Ah Man: "Look up." ”

Ah Man obediently hurriedly raised his head.

I only heard Yan Wen Jing say loudly: "With my blood, I will grant you to be my ghost servant, and I will protect you with my strength." After speaking, he pressed the red finger to the middle of Aman's forehead.

Ah Man slowly closed his eyes and replied reverently and firmly: "With my body, I will get your blood as your ghost servant, and I will get your power to be blessed." ”

At the moment when Ah Man's words fell, Yan Wenjing's finger was against Ah Man's forehead, emitting a brilliant white light.

The next moment, Ah Man felt that a strange and powerful force was slowly being injected into his body from the touch between his fingers and his forehead, this power was warm and clear, calm and powerful.