Song Yan is really the pillar of the family, and there are only two people in the huge family, he and his daughter.

After his wife died at an early age, he didn't find another one, and his daughter Song Wenxi would take care of it properly.

With the improvement of life and the pressure of work, Song Yanzhen has no energy to spend on finding the other side.

The day before the Midyear Festival, after learning that he was haunted by a ghost, he was going to leave a suicide note, and he left no matter what happened in the world, and Lin Xiu's appearance was undoubtedly timely rain.

After stepping into the house, the eyes of the three of them seemed to be searching for something.

glanced around, but didn't see the girl's figure.

"Don't restrain the sword master, just sit down." Song Yanzhen stood next to the sofa and said with a smile on his face.

Lin Xiu glanced at the two animals, and after sitting down alone, he didn't bother to care about the two.

Thinking that it would be embarrassing to have no topic to talk about, Lin Xiu took the initiative to ask: "Has Uncle Song been to a place recently before he was entangled by that old woman?" ”

"Old woman?" Song Yan asked puzzled.

Seeing this, Lin Xiu explained: "Wearing a black shroud, with white cloth wrapped around his little feet, his height is about one meter. ”

Song Yanzhen, who was pensive, still shook his head, and recently, as usual, he went to work and got off work on time, and then went home.

I didn't happen anything strange or go to a strange place, and I couldn't figure out why I was haunted by a ghost.

"Dad, are they?"

The girl blushed shyly, lowered her head and played with her apron, and asked shyly.

Just as Bai Shan's judgment, the delicate facial features and refreshing style are as kind as the young lady next door.

Before Song Yanzhen could speak, Bai Shan introduced himself, just like a second force, his right leg was half bent, he bent over and held his left hand behind his back, and he was about to hold someone else's hand and kiss him.

"Hello, beautiful young lady, I am Bai Shan from the Bai family, and I am also the general manager of Yanjing Bai Group." Bai Shan is like a gentleman in the Western aristocracy, speaking elegantly.

Guan Peng thought about touching the corpse all the year round, but he was embarrassed to defile the young lady, and said dryly: "My name is Guan Peng." ”

The girl with a delicate face hid in the kitchen shyly, quietly observing the three of them.

"Yanjing Bai Family!" Song Yanzhen's eyes widened, how could he have guessed that the identity of Bai Shan in front of him would be so precious.

"Haha, this my daughter Song Wenxi, sword master, do you know fortunes? Help my daughter do the math to see if there is a disaster. ”

Song Yanzhen looked at Lin Xiu's eyes, they were all from the past, how could they not understand and deliberately create opportunities to get along, not to mention that Lin Xiu obviously had a different status among the three.

Even if the Bai family is Bai Shan, don't you still look at Lin Xiu's face and act.

"Write down the eight characters of your birthday." Lin Xiu said.

Fortunately, the encyclopedia Lao Li is still awake, and it should be okay to answer two sentences during the weak period.

Without a pause, Song Yanzhen brushed it over and remembered Song Wenxi's birthday deeply.

Lin Xiu picked it up and glanced at it, and asked, "Is it really this birthday?" ”

"Yes." Song Yanzhen nodded worriedly.

"What's wrong?" Bai Shan sat down and stared at the scratch paper in Lin Xiu's hand.

His face changed wildly, he looked at Song Wenxi in a panic, and exclaimed: "Xinhai year and Xinhai month! ”

"Is there anything wrong?" Song Yanzhen saw that the two of them reacted so much, and his whole heart was in his throat.

Lin Xiu, who wanted to stop talking, didn't know what to say, and wanted to ask Lao Li, this birthday is like the king in the landlord, Lin Xiu already knows it without asking.

When ten spirits, such a birthday eight characters can be said to be one in ten thousand, and Song Wenxi's birth eight characters are rare among 100,000 people.

Guan Peng, who was standing on the side, was so frightened that even cold sweat was flowing from his forehead, and only then did he get out of the wolf's den of the Red Flower Sect Leader and enter the tiger's mouth again.

This kind of birthday is like Tang monk meat, attracting the taste buds of old ghosts all the time.

"There's nothing wrong with it, if you really want to say it, it's that the eight characters are too good." Lin Xiu said speechlessly.

Good? Song Yanzhen looked at Lin Xiu's face, and he really didn't look happy.

"Uncle Song, let me tell you clearly." After Lin Xiu puffed up his breath, he confessed: "When your daughter is the Ten Spirits, in the eyes of the demons and monsters, she is Tang monk meat, and today is the Zhongyuan Festival." ”

Next, even if Lin Xiu doesn't say it, Song Yanzhen will understand, to put it simply, tonight, it is very likely that there will be ghosts and ghosts pestering his daughter.

At this time, Lin Xiu also knew why the old woman was lying on Song Yanzhen's back, and he must have mistaken Song Yanzhen for the person who was the Ten Spirits.

Suddenly, Lin Xiu's face changed, and he shouted loudly: "Not good! ”

When the old woman mistook Song Yanzhen for the Ten Spirits, she must be secretly observing at this moment, and after Song Wenxi's identity is revealed, I am afraid that danger will follow.

"Bai Shan watched Song Wenxi, Guan Peng helped pay attention to the location!" Lin Xiu shouted loudly.

The two of them stood stupidly in place, not reacting to what was going on at all.

Whew——A gust of yin wind blew, brushing Guan Peng's face, and the cold yin qi filled the room.

Guan Peng immediately reacted, took out a transparent vial, and fell to the ground with a snap.

A wisp of green smoke rose up, transformed into a small figure, and then took out four black flags and planted them in the window, in front of the door, in the toilet, and in the kitchen.

Bai Shan's brows furrowed, and the gloomy aura could fill the whole room, and it was by no means comparable to the little ghost of the old woman.

"What's going on?" Seeing the three people in a panic, Song Yanzhen hurriedly stood up and asked anxiously.

"Song Wenxi's eight characters are known, and you are mistaken for Song Wenxi, so there will be an old woman lying on you." Lin Xiu said.

Bai Shan's face hesitated, if Song Wenxi was an ordinary woman, she could save a word.

The people of the Ten Spirit Hour are hot potatoes tonight, unless the heads of several major factions come forward in person.

"Yo, it's pretty lively."

An old voice came from the window, the temperature in the house plummeted, and there was an old man in the room out of thin air, looking at everyone with a kind face.

Dark blue lotus button-down shirt, full of silver hair, feet wearing canvas shoes, squinting slightly, hands behind his back and smiling.

"It's really strange that a demon, a Taoist priest and an evil master would actually stand on the same front, is it really the way of the world has changed?"

The strong sense of oppression in the room made it difficult for Lin Xiu and the three of them to breathe, not to mention Song Yanzhen's father and daughter.

Lin Xiu raised his head with difficulty: "Looking at the seniors raising their noble hands, I will immediately take her out of Qingshan City." ”

Under the pressure of the ghost chief, he could still speak, and the old man was quite surprised.

"Do you think I'm not tempted by the people of the Ten Spirit Hours?" The old man said funny: "Tonight, you can't leave Gyeongsan City, because ...... There are already ghost kings who want to take over the city! ”

"Ahem! Ahem! ”

Guan Peng on the side was so frightened that he coughed violently, what a safflower sect, compared to the ghost king, it feels like a child playing with mud.

The words fell, Lin Xiu's heart sank to the bottom, if he was just an old man, he could still fight, the ghost king was about to come, so is there still hope in Qingshan City?

Seeing that Lin Xiu and the others were silent, Song Yanzhen probably guessed the strength of the old man and the ghost king in his mouth.

The change in the city bureau has worsened the situation in Gyeongsan City, which is already in danger.