Chapter 15: Descendants of the Maoshan Sect

The lifeless room resembles a haunted house, the dimly lit space is filled with a faint haze, and there are many intricate cobwebs in the corners, and flying insects pounce on them from time to time.

Because the yin qi on Luo Xiyan's body is too heavy, it is easy to attract ghosts, and it is not suitable to go to a dark place, Grandma Yang specially told her not to go to the cemetery, so she had to pay respects at home. Every time she comes, she will take a lot of paper money, and Grandma Yang has been poor all her life, so that she can be a rich man in another world.

Luo Chenrui's eyes turned left and right, and she said in a suspicious tone: "Sister, why do I feel that the atmosphere here seems to be wrong?" Did Grandma Yang's ghost really live in this house all along? ”

"Grandma Yang is not an ordinary person, she seems to have come to this world with some kind of mission, even if she leaves, she will not leave us."

"Sister, why can you see her, but I can't?"

"Because I'm the reincarnation of an evil ghost, and Grandma Yang is here to save me, so I can see her."

"Ghosts believe this, even if you are really a Rakshasa demon, I am not afraid of you, because you will always be the sister who loves me the most."

It's still the old-fashioned Eight Immortals table, with a photo of Grandma Yang on it, and there seems to be something hidden in the original smile? This old man, who has always been a mysterious character in the eyes of everyone, has been a loner for decades, and no one knows where she came from and what relatives she has had? Some people also say that she is the reincarnation of a spirit girl, she has never been married in her life, and she came to this world for Pudu.

A smoky smell came, the incense burner on the table still had residual warmth, the flames on the ground were burning, and the paper money that was turned into ashes in an instant was really like real money, and a pair of men's hands kept putting the paper money into the fire.

This black back appeared in the sisters' sight, looking at the silhouette completely unfamiliar, strange, I have never seen Grandma Yang have any relatives and friends over the years, who is this person who came to pay tribute to her?

Hearing the footsteps, the other party turned around, this is a completely unfamiliar face, the age should be two or three years older than Luo Xiyan, the facial features are three-dimensional, and it looks mysterious under the reflection of the flames.

Luo Chenrui asked directly: "Who are you from Grandma Yang?" ”

He didn't pay attention to her words, his eyes wandered impolitely between the two sisters, and asked, "Which of you two is Luo Xiyan?" ”

Luo Xiyan's expression was stunned, and before she could answer, this person had already locked his eyes on her, and approached her side, bowing his head to her, and the distance between the two faces was only a stone's throw away.

"You're Luo Xiyan, right? Rakshasa reincarnation? Sure enough, it is different from ordinary people, because there is a lingering evil aura hidden in your eyes, even if you are hidden in the vast sea of people, you can tell at a glance that you are a rakshasa. ”

What the hell? Luo Chenrui pushed him away and shouted, "Why are you so rude?" Even if it is really the reincarnation of Rakshasa, what can it be? My sister has never harmed anyone, she has also done a lot of good deeds, donated money to orphanages and disaster areas, she is a good person. ”

"Her hands are stained with the blood of many people, Rakshasa is an evil ghost, she has done good all her life, and she can't resist the sinful past."

Luo Xiyan suddenly felt a chill down her spine, and the bottom of her eyes was like a big whirlpool, rolling the person in front of her in.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you know so much about me? ”

The man glanced at her, and a flame jumped in his eyes to see through the past and predict the future: "I'm panicking, isn't it?" You think you're innocent, don't you? You can't just because you're the reincarnation of a Rakshasa and you can have bloody hands, right? There are a few lives that have nothing to do with you, and how many lives have to do with you, you must know it, right? ”

"I don't know what you're talking about? If there is nothing else, please get out of the way, we also have to pay tribute to Grandma Yang. ”

"If it weren't for Grandma Yang who has been helping you, your sister would have died a long time ago, and if you didn't restrain the evil qi on your body, your last relative would have been killed by you sooner or later."

"Who the hell are you? What do you want to do? ”

"My name is Yuan Jingsheng, Grandma Yang studied art with my master in her early years, and her Taoism is only below my master, but unfortunately she is dead...... Although Grandma Yang is no longer here, although she took good care of you when she was alive, although I am specialized in solving problems, I only help morality. ”

Fortunately, it was not an enemy, Luo Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief, this was the first time she had seen someone related to Grandma Yang, and she had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Hello Brother Yuan, it's an honor to meet you."

Facing Luo Xiyan's outstretched hand, Yuan Jingsheng didn't reach out to shake her, but just glanced at her coldly.

"I'm a disciple of Maoshan and I don't want to touch something unclean."

"In that case, then you stay away from me, I'm going to pay tribute to Grandma Yang now."

What attitude? It's clearly reminding her that there is too much blood on her hands, no way, who let it be the reincarnation of Rakshasa? She made a nonchalant expression, lowered her head, and threw the paper money she had brought back into the fire.

"As a cultivator, I can't watch you continue to hurt people, you are already on fire now, you know?"

"I know, because I'm a rakshasa and you're warning me that the next one in danger is my husband, right?"

"It's not just a danger, in the end your husband will die at your hands, don't whimsical divorce will be all right, once your marriage begins, you can't stop it."

A flame jumped on Luo Xiyan's fingers, and after the burning pain, she saw Grandma Yang's eyes in the frame move, and then her lips also moved, was she hinting at her something?

"Xiyan, Grandma will never be able to protect you in the future, you have to get along with Yuan Jingsheng in the future, maybe he will help you."

"Grandma Yang, this person is very strange, I don't want to have more contact with him."

"Xiyan, your future situation will be very dangerous, you can't do it without a helper by your side, listen to Grandma, only he can help you."

Looking at Luo Chenrui and Yuan Jingsheng's expressions, you can't see the manifest Grandma Yang at all, only she, the rakshasa, can communicate with her.

"Brother Yuan, please leave me a contact information, if there is anything, I can find you in time."

"Why are you sure I'm going to help you?"

"Aren't you a cultivator? Don't you want to see me hurting others? ”

Yuan Jingsheng took out a note, just wrote a line on it, and did not leave a phone number.

No. 24 Guyin Street, she remembered this address at a glance and took it cautiously, as if this was her magic weapon to save her life.