The foreign car drove slowly from the bluestone street, all the pedestrians on the way avoided and dodged, occasionally the pace of carrying the burden and pulling the goods slowed down, and a few soldiers next to him dragged over to the ground, until the mountain goods and fruits fell all over the street...

In today's troubled times, the only people who can sit in foreign cars are big businessmen and warlord officials, but there are only warlords and generals who have gray dog soldiers and guns to open the way - how can they value you as a mere citizen?

The car walked to the door of the inn with a wooden plaque written on it 'Rongcheng Inn', and stopped abruptly, and the adjutant sitting in the front row hurriedly jumped down and opened the back door, blocking the lower edge of the roof with one hand, and stretched out the handrail with the other hand, and kept saying: "You be careful, you slow down..."

"Click!"

In the car, a bewitching woman wearing a dark green cheongsam, wearing a pair of Western sunglasses and graceful style, turned out to be a beautiful woman when she took off her sunglasses - the woman is not young even though she is not young, and her demeanor is not reduced, and the silky fine lines on her snow skin add a bit of seductive charm to her, and her eyes are blue like a lake, bright and quiet depicting traces of vicissitudes.

The car door on the side opened and a middle-aged man in military uniform walked down, with a thick bookish atmosphere with a coldness like ice, I saw him take two steps towards the woman and stretched out his hand to call, "Qing'er, you will live here today, and when I go home to see my father stay overnight, from tomorrow, I will live here to accompany you, okay?" ”

There was a rare tenderness in his eyes when he spoke!

The woman lazily stretched out her hand to hold it, and said with a smile: "My eldest young master, when did your arrangement not be appropriate?" When did I refuse? If you go home and live today and I don't get annoyed, you have to promise me one condition! ”

"Hey! Qing'er, what are you..."The middle-aged man took two steps closer with some embarrassment, lowered his voice and said, "Since I promised you not to touch any woman for three years, then naturally I won't touch it!" This is a place to go home and not somewhere else, are you still afraid that I won't be able to do anything—you still want your maids to follow me, right? ”

"Hee-hee!" Qing'er glanced at him with slanted eyes, and said angrily: "That's not easy to say!" You men, there are always tricks that we women can't think of - if you don't want to! But I have to make it clear, and you don't have to think about the three-year covenant from now on, and the matter of marrying me is over..."

"Okay! Come on! Isn't this going to work? My aunt and grandmother? The middle-aged officer hurriedly responded: "Just ask your maids to follow me, and live or die without leaving half a step - is this good?" ”

When he spoke, he beckoned, "Come on, go to the back and bring the green plums and hearts, and tell them to go home with me..."

"Wait!" Seeing that he responded, Qing'er showed a sly smile on her face, stretched out her hand and gently pulled the officer's collar, and said softly: "I didn't say that I wanted them to follow you, why are you in a hurry to call?" Actually, I'm doing something else! ”

"Huh?"

The tenderness in Qing'er's eyes is more like a pool of clear water that is bottomless, and her eyes are infinitely coquettish: "Actually, this matter is also very simple, you don't have to be so nervous - it's cold, you go home and add an extra piece of clothing, even if it is according to my conditions!" ”

"This!?" The officer stood for a moment before he understood what she meant, and his heart was suddenly as warm as March, and he reached out to take her into his arms with emotion, but was slipped away by her willow waist...

Qing'er stood at the door of the inn and grinned, "Let's go!" I'm going up and resting! ”

The officer stretched out his hand to her, and was about to say something but stopped, turned and got into the car and ordered, "Let's go, go home!" Although his face was calm, an indescribable joy and happiness spread in the car...

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Feng San and Supreme Treasure just saw it all from the window, and he couldn't help but praise: "This woman is really not simple, a few words will make an officer fascinated," said Xiao Er, who looked up and happened to see the food served, and asked casually: "By the way, who is this person, it looks like we went out of Rongcheng." ”

In the stacks of dishes, he said casually: "You don't know this person? That's a big deal-the son of the old man of Brother Huiluo, and now the handsome man of Xishan Province! It seems to be called something... What the... That's right! His name is Luo Zihan, and now he is called Luo Dashuai! ”

This name seemed familiar, and the Supreme Treasure couldn't help but ask: "I seem to have heard this person's name, but I just can't remember hearing it there..." ”

"You haven't heard of Luo Dashuai, but maybe your father has heard of his nickname?" He put away the plate and laughed a few times, "He's not much younger than my father, I heard that he used to be a bare-bottomed master running around the street, and he made trouble and fought to attract cats and dogs since he was a child... By the way, at that time, people called the young master of donkey eggs, and doing things was called a loss! ”

"Tsk!" Supreme Treasure and Feng San smacked their tongues together, and then turned all their attention to those dishes - hungry, who cares about those who don't care?

"Oh, Master Donkey..."

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As the saying goes, if people are hungry, eating is particularly sweet and delicious, but at the same time, it is also very fast - the two of Fengsan Supreme Treasure swept away the empty dishes, and the dishes on the table were just a cup of tea, and then the rice wine was used as boiled water...

A heavy burnout swept over the two of them, and they instantly felt the indescribable softness in their limbs.

Back at the inn, they got into the bed, and after a while, both of them were snoring.

In the past half a year, Feng San has really worked hard to treat Cui Deyuan as a cow and a horse, and in addition to losing 200 catties of meat, he has also seen a lot of basic things, at least the 3,000 tools of the Famen have been classified and sorted out; Supreme Treasure is not idle, in addition to his own willingness to learn, even the old man of the eighth master seems to be not so lazy recently, and began to classify and teach what he has learned.

The Five Wheel Sect, the faction that is the best at communicating ghosts among the onmyoji, is mainly through the lower yin, through the underworld, and communicating with the underworld to know the changes in the future and the impermanence of the world, and the ghosts that can communicate determine their own abilities.

This is simply a bird into the mountains and forests and a fish returning to the sea, learning is easy and abnormal, and the study in just half a year is stronger than the cultivation of others for three or five years - maybe this is the only advantage of the ghost.

Tonight, for some reason, something strange happened...

In his sleep, the Supreme Treasure suddenly felt that someone was pushing him, and he kept calling in his ear: "Supreme Treasure, Supreme Treasure..."

And his body is still in bed!

"The yin soul is separated from the body, and the soul is returned to the yang!" The Supreme Treasure suddenly remembered the mantra taught by the master, and understood that he didn't know the reason for it when he was asleep, and his soul involuntarily left his own skin, and hurriedly recited the mantra-

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a black figure in the corner swaying out of the corner.

The person who came came was dressed in dark pants, stepped on the Chiba broken step boots, held the soul chasing chain on his shoulder, held a soul-beating iron ruler in his hand, and had a familiar expression in his cold smile - this ghost has been here many times, and every time he drinks with the master in the wine shop of the fat man, he can be regarded as a recognition with the Supreme Treasure... Of course, he won't remember, it was this ghost who helped him find the ghost in the first place, so that the eighth master and Lao Liu Tou could have the opportunity to lock their ghost bodies!

"Yo! It turns out that Uncle Mo Xiao," Supreme Treasure relieved his heart but felt strange, so he asked, "Did you pull me out?" ”

Mo Xiao looked at the Supreme Treasure and was also extremely worried in his heart, because he knew some things that could only be understood in the Yin Division, and the stakes were so important that he could not tell the Eighth Master, but because of his friendship with his past life and this life, he had to do it - he knew in his heart that he was vainly talking about the punishment of the Heavenly Dao, and he thought about it for a long time before he found a way to compromise this danger.

Whether this method works or not is unknown.

He nodded, "It was indeed me who pulled you out!" Bao'er, there's something I'm going to show you here, but I can't tell you anything - how much you understand and how much you understand is your own business; It's also his business to tell your master how much he can understand... Anyway, I'm not going to tell you a word, do you understand? ”

"Huh!?" Supreme Treasure was puzzled: "Then do you take me to watch a trick?" He stared at him in confusion: "Why do you have to tell the master when you watch the play?" Is it related to him? ”

"......" Mo Xiao coughed dryly: "Don't pretend, anyway, you can go and see this matter yourself, and tell your master when you go back, he will understand."

"Yes!" Seeing that his words had no result, Supreme Treasure naturally understood what Mo Xiao meant, so he no longer pretended to be ignorant, and nodded obediently...

Mo Xiao took the Supreme Treasure all the way out of the inn, and then walked forward along the long street, and arrived outside the deep courtyard of red bricks and green tiles, stretched out his hand to draw two strokes on the wall, and shouted: "Oh! ”

There was nothing unusual on the wall, but the vine Shanluo next to it suddenly flowed out of juice, and the juice flowed to the corner of the wall and made a snorting sound, and then I saw that the crack in the wall revealed a vague yellow charm.

Then he pulled the supreme treasure and went through the courtyard wall to the inner room.

Inside is a ditch vertical and horizontal foliage of the courtyard, everywhere is the gossip Danyang mirror and Lingbao Town Tower, from time to time there are Zhong Kui portraits, Guan Erye Baojun Linggong hanging offerings.

Mo Xiao pulled the Supreme Treasure to shuttle and fold among them, often avoiding the spiritual position of the gods, and he had no scruples about those magic weapons, but he didn't care about it after he stretched out his finger and said the word '噫'.

In the courtyard was a small building far away from the other houses, and the brass bells at the four corners kept tinkling in the wind, although it was the middle of the night, but there were lights and figures shaking in the building, and from time to time there were people arguing about something.

Mo Xiao stopped at this moment.

He pointed towards Xiaolou: "This is it!" When you go in, you don't care about what you see or hear, just write it down, and the most important thing is the name of the person, the name of the place, the date and the hour, so you can't get it wrong... When the rooster crows all over again, no matter what is going on in it, or how crucial it is, you must come to me, and I will send you back to the shell in a matter of time—you know the great joints in this? ”

The Supreme Treasure knew what he was talking about, and naturally understood the key point inside, so he nodded and said, "I know, I will definitely rush back at that time!" ”

"Alright, you can go!"