The night is getting deeper, and the bamboo pole has been knocked three times, and the noisy Yuezhou City has long been quiet.

In an inconspicuous house on Cangqiao Street, He Yinsheng, the governor of Yuezhou Mansion, was wearing civilian clothes and standing in front of a rosewood circle chair from Quanzhou, feeling a little apprehensive. Not far in front of him, a young man in a green shirt was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the painting hanging in the middle of the hall. The downhill tiger on the painting is exquisitely realistic and delicate.

He Yinsheng doesn't remember when the painting was hung, but it was hung here when he bought the house about ten years ago.

The young master in front of him is ranked second, and he may not remember his elder brother, but he is very assertive, ten years ago when he was still a boy with hanging hair, he personally persuaded the head of the family to come to Tianmu alone to learn Confucianism, and at that time, the family took the initiative to use the dark line buried in Bianjing, and transferred He Yinsheng from Jiangning to Yuezhou, just to be closer, so that there is a response.

However, in the past ten years, the young master has not seen He Yinsheng once, and it was only recently that he came forward to let him do a small thing.

He Yinsheng looks like he is in his forties, with a small nose and small eyes, and he is also a little official on weekdays, but in the face of this young master, he has a feeling that he can't straighten his waist. Maybe he knows that half of the inheritance of the owner's generation will fall on the young master in front of him.

He looked at the downhill tiger on the wall, and then looked at the young master's straight back, and subconsciously wrinkled his nose, feeling that the tiger in this painting was not as imposing as the back of the young master. This may be an illusion formed by instinctive surrender.

"Ghost tax ghost guide, you didn't mix those things into it, did you?" the young master asked suddenly.

He Yinsheng's body shook slightly, his face showed a look of embarrassment, he had been in the officialdom all these years, and he had already used this look of "this matter has nothing to do with me", and he couldn't reverse it for a while, and said bitterly: "Young master, this is from the prefect of the fourth grade, and the same knowledge of the fifth grade, only one order is missing, but the prefect of the family holds real power, and my fellow knowledge is just a false title." Besides, the ghosts and ghosts lead those famous halls, they are all decrees of the political envoys, the two provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, all the prefectures and states are like this, where can I put my beak......"

He hurriedly explained, only to realize that it was not Shangguan who was facing him, but the young master of the proprietor's family, and said in a low voice: "Young master...... Isn't it all good things that the emperor is absurd, the court is chaotic, and the government is full of harshness?"

"You beast, do you think you should pour another bucket of oil on this fire?" The young master who stood with his hands snorted lightly, slowly shook his head and said: "The ancestors were gods in the world, but they were defeated by mortals and ended up being forgotten by the world. ”

He Yinsheng hung his head, thinking that you can say this kind of thing, I don't dare to say anything about a family pet, in case it is heard by the head of the family, I have to peel the skin for cramps and get out of the oil pot.

The young master probably expected that he didn't dare to answer, and said lightly: "I left home at a young age and studied Confucianism for ten years, originally I just wanted to steal the six arts, but I learned something more important...... When the ancestors were back, they may have been defeated by such things. ”

He Yinsheng seemed to understand what the young master meant, and said thoughtfully: "That's why the young master wants to rescue that Taoist priest from the prison cell of the mansion?"

"Yes and no......" The young master shook his head, without meaning to explain this: "I received a letter from home last month, and the letter said vaguely, about an old ancestor came to Yuezhou, have you seen it here?"

He Yinsheng said with a solemn face: "It's strange to say this, I got the news, but I didn't see anyone." There is also a pet of the Wei family who came to the moon, saying that the ancestor is gone, so let someone look for it. But the ancestor Shenlong saw the head and the tail, where can I find it. Miss Wei will also come over every few days, but the main thing is to leave later, maybe I can meet her. ”

The young master smiled and said, "It's still not good......

He Yinsheng thought of the name of Miss Wei, and couldn't help but panic a little, thinking that it was best to find a reason to go out to avoid the limelight for a while, and unconsciously wrinkled his nose, and said softly: "Young master, I heard rumors in the officialdom that the first month-by-month order was sent to Kunlun Xu, and it was accepted...... It can't be true, can it?"

The young man pondered for a moment before he said, "The Daomen Sect has been in the Dao Sect for two hundred years and has not asked about the world...... Released this news, I am afraid that the new emperor is building momentum for the monthly order. ”

He Yinsheng also echoed and smiled: "The evil moon is impermanent, and the world chases it...... This edict has nothing to say, and it is not up to the faint king to think of it. ”

"I'm going north tomorrow morning, and you help me take care of the Lou family who opened a library on Fuping Street...... But don't make it too obvious. The young master thought for a while and said, "My little junior brother will also stay in Yuezhou City......"

He Yinsheng hurriedly said: "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely take care of him." ”

"Take care of him, who do you think you are?" The young Confucian turned around, revealing a handsome face with a smile, and said leisurely: "My little junior brother is unfathomable, and I can't even see through him. He said that if you want to practice in Yuezhou, you can just watch it, and if you can learn from him, it is your creation. With that, he picked up the longbow resting on the desk, turned it behind him, and quietly pushed the door and walked out.

He Yinsheng nodded frequently when he heard this, and said in his heart that he had been an official for a long time, and he really forgot to be proportionate. He sent it to the door, watched the young master leave, and looked up at the night sky before closing the door. There is no moon in the sunny night, only the stars in the sky.

In the letter from the head of the family, it only said that an old ancestor had disappeared near Yuezhou, so which one could it be? Even Miss Wei was in a hurry to run over...... If it is gone, it will not be one of the ancient gods who has never experienced inheritance, right? He Yinsheng counted the names he knew in his heart, took a breath, and felt that this matter was too amazing.

He suddenly thought that the young master chose to leave Yuezhou at this time, I am afraid that it was to avoid the limelight, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his sensitive mind, and said in his heart: "The descendants of the gods are really different, the young master asked me to watch and learn, and I will go and watch and learn." ”

The moment the door was closed, He Yinsheng's figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a stall of clothes. At the same time, a gray-haired mouse came out of the crack in the door, and between his eyebrows and eyes was a little similar to the Yuezhou Tongzhi just now.

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The coolness condensed by more than a dozen ghost qi was all exhausted as soon as the strings were swept away, and I couldn't even figure out what the specific use was, which was somewhat frustrating, but Bu'an's mood was not bad.

Compared to facing the sky full of heroic spirits, scratching their ears and cheeks but having no way, there is at least a feasible path of cultivation now, and the warm light that is shaken by the strings does not look evil at all, and it should not cause trouble.

This good mood became even stronger as I found that the coolness of the dantian had returned early the next morning. Song Qing said that a cultivator's life spirit can be restored as long as he sleeps well. Bu'an lay on the bed, staring blankly at his lower abdomen, thinking that these ghosts in his stomach also have the same characteristics, and they should be regarded as his own life.

His enthusiasm for catching ghosts became unprecedentedly high, and he wanted to ask Zhu Xiuqi immediately, through what relationship he fished out Deng Xiaoxian, and if he could let him think of a way to attract a ghost. After thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong, several of my classmates were either about to go north, or they had to go back to the academy, and no one would stay here to help them catch ghosts. Su Su is a useless demon again......

Bu An frowned and thought while fetching water from the yard to wash, and when he caught a glimpse of Song Qing rubbing his eyes and coming out of the opposite room, he suddenly patted his forehead and laughed. Song Qing has no money to go to school, and he can become a top student by skipping classes;

On this morning, Bu An and Lou Xinyue, Fang Fei'er, and Song Qing saw off Zhu Xiuqi. On the pier of the Jingquan Grand Canal, I wish Xiuqi and the four of them to say goodbye one by one. He was about to rush to the battlefield, he looked a little heroic, and his farewell words were not sad at all, but when he took a square handkerchief embroidered with her name from Lou Xinyue, he was a little moved. The two avoided others and whispered for a while, and Lou Xinyue's nose was red, as if she would cry at any time.

Approaching noon, Bu An watched the merchant ship that the senior brother was riding sail away, watching the rippling blue river disappear into the northern sky, and there was also a pride in his chest. He didn't know that at the foot of the majestic but mottled statue of Shusheng on the other side of the river, there was a senior official of the Yuezhou Mansion who was watching him from afar, ready to learn from him and get some enlightenment.

After Zhu Xiuqi left, Lou Xinyue hid in the house for two days, and Fang Fei'er and Song Qing also looked a little depressed, and even lost their enthusiasm for shopping in the market.

Bu An suddenly got busy. He first went to Qinglian Temple, but he didn't find Deng Xiaoxian, and when he heard that he was kicked out of this Taoist temple, he had to work hard to see him at the gate of Chunyan Tower. The merry Taoist priest had been washed clean, and was stopped at the door of the brothel by several strong men, who were crossing his waist and scolding the old bustard who was snorting melon seeds on the balcony on the second floor.

Later, about this scolding, Deng Xiaoxian explained that he cultivated the curse of the six mysteries of the Daomen, and since ancient times, swearing has not been separated, and scolding people on the street is equivalent to practicing the curse, which is a serious matter, and there is no shame at all.

On April 19, the day of the beginning of summer, Lou Xinyue took Fang Fei'er and Song Qing to leave Yuezhou, and when they returned to the academy, Bu An had already found an errand through Deng Xiaoxian in the ghost hunting industry in Yuezhou City-running errands and doing some finishing work by the way.

He was very satisfied with this new profession, but Lou Xinyue, Fang Fei'er and Song Qing were very distressed and anxious to leave Yuezhou City, probably because they couldn't bear to see him so "endure humiliation".

The day before sending them off, Bu An and Su Su moved out of Lou's library and lived in a single-room tiled house on the back street in the downtown area of Nancheng. The house was found by Deng Xiaoxian for him, and it happened to be door-to-door with him, with a monthly rent of 300 yuan, paid once a month.

Before parting, the three of them went to his new home to take a look, Lou Xinyue sighed and couldn't say anything. Fang Fei'er shook her head and said, "If the master sees it, I don't know how uncomfortable it will be. Song Qing took out the silver ingot with body temperature, and after being pushed back by Bu An, he said with tears in his eyes: "You ......" I don't know what it means.

The new dwelling was more dilapidated than the dilapidated house on the hill, the legs of the bed were covered with bricks, and the wooden doors creaked like they were going to fall down at any moment...... Others looked sad, but Bu An didn't mind at all, but felt that this place was close to the downtown area, very humane, much better than the academy, and said that he was only living here temporarily, and he would buy a mansion when he earned enough money.

Seeing his smiling appearance, Lou Xinyue and the others were even more uncomfortable, but Yuezhou Tongzhi, who was secretly watching from a distance, saw a little experience.

"Pampered and humiliated, not bound by foreign objects...... This is what the young master asked me to learn, right?" He felt that he had only been watching it for a long time, and he had learned a lot, so he secretly observed this strange scholar more sincerely. There is only one bad thing, that is, every time he sees the boy next to him, He Yinsheng feels a faint chill on his back, as if a mouse has seen a cat......