The intensity of the aura when playing the "Moon Splash Galaxy" in Zhaoqing Mountain is ideally enough for hundreds of people to practice at the same time, but now it is only played to the seven divisions, which also includes a step that obviously has no need for aura, but in order to pretend to be a practice, it is really a bit of a waste.

Bu An also pondered whether to recruit more people, but after thinking about it, he still gave up this idea.

First, it is unrealistic for many people to hunt ghosts, and if he forms several teams, he himself lacks skills, and he can't rub so many ghosts at the same time. It's weird to go back and forth between several ghost hunting teams, and sooner or later you're going to be suspected.

Second, when the evil moon comes, the degree of haunting in Yuezhou is limited, even if the ghost catches the seven divisions for one or two silver, he only accepts nearly 700 businesses, and then there are many fewer people who come to the door to entrust ghost hunting. According to the current efficiency of running 30 households in one night, it is enough to cope.

There is one more reason that is most important. The less people know what happened in the Ghost Hunting Seven Divisions, the better, otherwise it will inevitably be coveted. If the Yuezhou cultivation circle knew that Qingshan's ability to play music and recruit spirits was not what it used to be, it would be a troublesome person like Linglongfang Flower Girl, I am afraid that there would be an endless stream.

For the time being, Bu An is not a hero who aims to dominate, and finding a way to get rid of his status as a son-in-law is his top priority. Occasionally, he would have the idea of cultivating a team, but look at the people under him...... It may be okay to stay in Yuezhou to catch ghosts, and it is enough to do the truth.

As soon as he thought of this, he persuaded himself: It is important to rub ghosts, and I will talk about other things later.

On the night of the fourth day of the sixth month, he caught the ghost for a night, and the next afternoon, Qingshan came over and told Bu An that he had bought a house on Fuping Street, and then moved over to live, and asked Bu Gongzi if he wanted to go over and have a look.

Of course Bu An knew what she meant.

The two of them went out on the front foot, Deng Xiaoxian rushed to the door to look, lingered for a long time before walking back to the yard, and said with a bitter face: "Why doesn't the girl from Qingshan ask me, I also want to go and see!"

Zhang Blind smiled and said: "You have a name, Mr. Qingshan is afraid that it will be too late to avoid you." ”

Hui Yuan looked at the book and said without raising his head: "People want to whisper, you Taoist priest is making a lot of fun." This sentence was heard from Deng Xiaoxian on the day of the Lanting Summer Gathering, and now it was returned to him as it was.

Deng Xiaoxian snorted and ignored the monk, and said in his heart that he had already become a son-in-law, how could Qingshan still go up, could it be that he could write poems with such great charm?

"Monk!" he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did you put the book you read a few days ago that taught people to compose poetry?"

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The house that Qingshan bought was very close to the Ghost Hunting Seventh Division, and followed her through the street and then through the door, Bu An looked left and right, and asked casually: "Wasn't there still anyone living in this house a few days ago, why did you move away so quickly?"

Haruyama explained with a smile, "I was worried that I would delay things if I lived far away, so I gave more silver. ”

Bu An said "oh", thinking that this girl was Bai Fumei, and it was estimated that she was very generous, and the original family was greedy for silver, so they were naturally willing to move immediately.

Haruyama asked, "Do you want to look around?"

Bu An knew that she didn't really come to invite her to visit the new house, so she shook her head and said, "Let's go directly to your piano room." ”

After entering the piano room, Bu'an sat on the opposite side of the clear mountain, thought for a while, and said, "I'll tell you a story first." Then he talked about a woman surnamed Zhu, who was disguised as a man and was studying in a college.

"Childe, but you want to tell the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?" Qingshan was a little puzzled.

Bu An was stunned when he heard this, and exclaimed, "How do you know?"

Qingshan was also surprised, blinked several times, and then suddenly said: "Bu Gongzi is from Jiaxing, right? The allusion between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai occurred in Shangyu County, the capital of Yuezhou, although it was a matter of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, more than a thousand years ago, but the people of Yuezhou knew it. ”

She smiled, and continued: "When Yingtai was forced to get married, he took a detour to pay respects in front of the tomb of Liang Shanbo, and wept and inspired the heroic spirits in the sky, and suddenly the wind and thunder were fierce, and the tomb burst ......"

"Is this story true?" Bu An thought it was incredible.

"Of course it's true, the tombs of Liangshanbo in Shangyu County are still there, but they have been repaired a few times. Qingshan replied as a matter of course, and asked curiously: "Why did Childe tell this story?"

Bu An was a little frightened, for fear of another misunderstanding, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I didn't mean to emulate Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai with you! ”

Qingshan has been getting along with him a lot recently, and found that this step boy is much easier to talk than he imagined, and he doesn't have the slightest frame of a great talent, so he has long let down his guard, and at this time, seeing that he explained in a panic, not as confident as usual, he rarely got into a joke.

Maybe it's because I've been teased with joy and sorrow before, and I also have a trace of resentment in my heart, so I can't help but want to take revenge a little when I get the opportunity at this time.

"It's okay if Childe doesn't say it, it's really a bit similar to this explanation......" She lowered her head, didn't look at Bu'an's eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "Could it be that Childe also wants to take a detour to the Qingshan tomb on the day of his marriage to Miss Yu's family?"

Of course, Bu An could hear her intentions, so he planned and asked, pretending to be very distressed: "Miss Qingshan...... If I marry the young lady of the Yu family, will you be like Liang Shanbo, depressed and sick?"

Qingshan was still laughing just now, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, how to make the fake come true, and suddenly shook his head frequently with a red face, but he didn't dare to raise his head even more.

Bu An felt funny in his heart, but his tone became more and more sad: "Then you mean, if I marry the young lady of the Yu family, you can't ask for it, and you feel very happy?"

Qingshan was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Qingshan doesn't want his son to join the Yu family, but ...... I didn't like Childe either. ”

Being molested by such a classical beauty, and then flirting back, was originally a pleasant thing, but listening to her say in person that she didn't like herself, Bu An felt quite uncomfortable in her heart, but it was important to get down to business.

"Who told you to make fun of me!" he laughed and shook his head.

Qingshan suddenly found that he was tricked by this hateful step boy again, but today she opened her mouth first, and she only blamed her skills for not being as good as others, so she had to puff out her mouth and not speak, but she was much cuter than usual.

"Since you know the story of Liang Zhu...... Have you heard this song?" Bu An restrained his smile and hummed "lalala", singing Liang Zhu.

"I've never heard of it," Haruyama shook his head, "Didn't Childe compose lyrics for this song?"

She said that she hadn't heard it, so Bu An was relieved, and explained with a smile: "I dreamed of this tune, and it seems that I also composed words to sing, but I can't remember the words." ”