Ye Ran nodded silently, this matter is quite understandable, because his family in the previous world was also engaged in this kind of work, although he had never seen ghosts in his life.

"Now your job is to entertain these otherworldly warriors and some humanoid demon dreams, and sometimes if Xiao Ai and I are not there, you will take full charge of the affairs of the store, do you know the way?"

"yes, I understand."

"Very good, it's not early, let's rest today, tomorrow it just happens that Xiao Ai didn't go to class, let Xiao Ai take you for a day first, and you will need to judge for yourself in the future."

"It's good."

Ye Ran stood up, and just about to clean up, he was stopped by Xintang Ai, and watched this little girl, who was estimated to be less than one meter five, busy cleaning up the remaining things on the table.

Saying hello to the two, Ye Ran went upstairs, this room that was originally a guest room is now his exclusive room, standing at the window, looking at the stacks of roofs full of modern house atmosphere outside, Ye Ran shook his hands, without a sword in his hand, he was really not used to it.

There was a knock on the door, and after Ye Ran said please come in, Xintang Ai came in with some things and handed it to Ye Ran, said goodnight and went out again.

I looked at the things in my hand, an envelope, some daily necessities, and a few men's civilian clothes.

First, I opened the envelope, and inside the envelope was a piece of Japanese currency with a face value of 10,000 yuan, and a note with a salary advance written on it.

Ye Ran was silent, did not refuse, took out the Japanese currency, and stuffed it into the pocket of the newly brought clothes.

Then turn off the lights and sit cross-legged on the tatami mat quilt.

The sword cultivation trick quietly turned.

A trace of aura suddenly appeared, compared to Ye Ran's huge and incomparably sharp sword qi in that world, this new breath was so small, but Ye Ran breathed a sigh of relief at this time, as long as the sword cultivation technique could work, there would be no other worries.

A subtle breath circulated in his body, and Ye Ran controlled the operation of this breath over and over again.

Then the mind sank into the spiritual sea, and kept carrying out the restoration work of the spiritual sea.

……

"Na, what will Xiao Cai leave Ye Ran behind? He's supposed to be just an ordinary human, which doesn't look like Xiaocai's style. ”

A whisper sounded about three rooms away from Ye Ran, and Xintang Ai hugged his pillow and leaned his head on it, with a hint of sleepiness on his face.

"Because... I saw something very pure in his eyes. ”

Leaning against the window slightly, looking at the lights outside the window, she took a small puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled, the hazy smoke blocked her vision, thinking of the light in Ye Ran's eyes, she was a little in a trance, she hadn't seen this kind of light in human eyes for a long, long time.

She vaguely remembered that many years ago, she had seen this light, but as time passed, even the many years in her memory no longer knew which year it was.

"So, why would Xiao Aiwei want me to keep him?"

"Well, well, I always feel like he's not a bad guy, that's what my instincts tell me."

Xintang Ai touched her hair a little shyly, buried her face in her pillow, and a muffled voice came out of it: "No matter what Xintang Ai says, it is also a demon dream of transformation." ”

"Well, that's fine, little love, sleep."

…

……

I opened my eyes and looked at a clock hanging in the room, at four o'clock in the morning, I looked out the window, and the sky was already showing a faint light, after all, although it was already spring, it was gradually approaching summer.

After recovering the qi in his body, the qi is still weak, but it has strengthened a little bit, this kind of thing is not in a hurry, Ye Ran is not anxious, the emotion of anxiety is far away from him.

Downstairs in pajamas, they were still asleep, Ye Ran walked to the backyard.

Through the faint morning light, Ye Ran saw that the soil in one place in the backyard was obviously different from the other places, and it could also be inferred how tragic the picture was when it first fell.

It's a miracle that he didn't die.

Walked to the middle of the yard, took a thin stick from a shelf, and tried the feel.

Well, it's light.

Never mind.

Stepping, the tip of the stick is pressed down and raised, and the stick in his hand dances with the wrist, from the first sword to the thirteenth sword.

The body is a little stiff, but the originally relaxed and mellow swordsmanship is full of flaws under this body.

Never mind.

It danced over and over again, without holding anything in its pocket, and under the dark night sky, the thin stick did not make any sound.

The little bit of qi in his body couldn't support Ye Ran to swing a sword at all.

Never mind.

Ye Ran just wanted to dance the sword, dancing this swordsmanship that he was familiar with, and he had a real sense that he was really alive.

So he just danced with a sword.

Just like at the beginning, swinging the sword.

Nothing else matters.

He didn't notice that a figure was silently watching his swordsmanship in the window of a room on the second floor.

After a while, he pulled down the curtains again with a slight smile and continued to sleep.

"Ye Ran, it's time to eat."

A voice came, Ye Ran slowly put away the sword style, stood still for a while, and felt that the repair speed of his spiritual sea had obviously accelerated a lot, before he smiled faintly, put down the stick, and walked towards the restaurant.

"Ye Ran, are you a legendary swordsman in China?"

At the dining table, Xintang Ai looked at Ye Ran curiously with big eyes, and when she got up in the morning, she also saw Ye Ran dancing alone with a stick in the courtyard, although she couldn't understand it, but she could feel the inexplicable sense of danger.

"Hmm."

Ye Ran drank the porridge and nodded, his face calm.

"Wow..."

Xintang Ai sighed, and measured the force value that he and the other party should have with the sense of danger in the morning, and was a little sad to find that he might not be as good as Ye Ran's combat effectiveness in his complete state, and then thinking that he was still a demon dream, he couldn't help but feel even more sad.

"And how much strength do you have?"

It is not only Xintang Ai who can feel a sense of crisis, Xintang Caihua can also feel that there is a looming danger in Ye Ran's swordsmanship, but at present, this danger is too weak, and she is not very concerned about it at the moment.

"I lost it for some reason, and now I have to start cultivating again."

Ye Ran said lightly, when he said this, his face was extremely calm, giving the two of them the illusion that Ye Ran was not talking about his own affairs.

"Yes, yes."

Ye Ran, who was too calm, did not show emotions such as sadness and anger, but made Xintang Ai feel a little awkward, she responded with a word, and lowered her head to drink her breakfast.

Taking a deep look at Ye Ran, Xintang Caihua saw more things from Ye Ran's posture.

More of what she has been through before.

The air began to fall silent, and all three of them silently ate their breakfasts.

After the meal, Xintang Ai began to take Ye Ran to familiarize himself with the situation in various places on the first floor, Ye Ran wore a black and white uniform and followed behind Xintang Ai, the uniform was prepared by Xintang Caihua, after all, it was a demon dream that had lived for an unknown number of years, and it was easy to prepare two uniforms for Ye Ran in one night.

The uniform is a bit similar to a small suit, wearing Ye Ran's thin figure is just right, and the sickly paleness on his original face seems to be covered by this costume.

When Ye Ran was familiar with the environment, a refreshing female voice came in from the door.

"Caihua, is Caihua there?"