After the end of the exhibition, there will be a 10-day holiday.

There was no need to go to school, Yang Ye also pushed off all the entertainment, and began to concentrate on hiding in the house and practicing ghost control techniques.

Those celebrities in Xiangzhou City who wanted to be close to him could only regret because they couldn't find his residence.

Zhang San was there, closing the door of the shop, and was making guitars with passion.

Although there are only two of them, in order to be able to sell them at a good price and make people really like this new instrument, he is meticulous, in addition to doing what Yang Ye said, he also hollowed out his own mind and made a fuss about the appearance.

Two days passed in a flash.

Early in the morning, the sun was shining outside the window. On the streets, hawkers shouted and were bustling.

Zhang San's eyes were dark, he was holding a brand-new primary color guitar, and his face was full of excitement.

After two days of hard work, the first guitar was finally successful.

Stroking the smooth top of the guitar and the shiny strings, he was very satisfied.

"Wait for Yang Gongzi to come, adjust the tone, and then release the news, it should be able to sell for a good price. ”

Thinking that his wife and daughter's medical expenses had finally been settled, and that he could earn more money to maintain their lives in the future, his tired face smiled.

"Ahem......"

However, at this moment, there was a violent coughing sound on the floor behind him, accompanied by the rapid breathing of his wife.

Zhang San was shocked, hurriedly put down the guitar, and ran over.

"Xiao Yun, what's wrong with you?"

He hugged his wife and stroked her chest, with a hint of panic in his tone.

The woman's face was pale, her chest rose and fell violently, she was almost out of breath, she stretched out her hands with difficulty, grabbed Zhang San tightly, and two lines of tears flowed from her eyes.

"Three...... Third brother, I'm ...... I'm sorry for you...... I'm gone, you...... You have to take good care of our ...... Daughter ......"

The woman gasped sharply and said intermittently, her tearful eyes gradually becoming trance.

"Xiao Yun! don't!

Zhang San was sad in his heart, hugged his wife tightly, and cried and shouted.

The woman's body trembled slightly, a trace of black gas surged on her face, and her pupils, which had gradually dilated, were suddenly full of excitement and became brighter and brighter.

The woman gasped rapidly, and her mouth involuntarily let out a burst of painful and faint moaning with excitement, and a pair of hands grabbed Zhang San's arm, getting tighter and tighter.

"Xiao Yun, what's wrong with you?

Zhang San's face was full of tears, his heart was extremely sad, and he felt dazed and frightened by his wife's abnormal behavior. "Three...... Third brother, I'm ......"

The woman bit her lip, her face flushed, the dead air on her face became thicker and thicker, and the gaze in her eyes gradually began to dim.

"Bang!"

Just when Zhang San was grieving in his heart and desperate, the door of the store was suddenly kicked open, and a figure rushed in and came to the front of the two.

Yang Ye's eyes flashed with green light, and he could clearly see that the woman's body was pressed against a ghost with a black body and a hideous face.

The ghost hugged the woman's soul tightly, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, full of ridicule and provocation to Zhang San next to him, and his body moved rapidly.

Maybe it knew that this woman's life was on the line, so even though it was daytime, it had to take advantage of the woman's death to be happy and pick a trace of yang.

For Zhang San beside him, his heart was full of pride and mockery.

However, Yang Ye's sudden appearance made it suddenly creepy, and its body shook unconsciously, and it jumped up suddenly.

Yang Ye turned his hand and sacrificed the jade flute, his whole body was full of energy, the light was shining, and he slammed a blow at the ghost.

Dozens of notes turned into sharp swords, and the cold light shot towards the ghost, directly stabbing its entire body.

"Ahh

The ghost suddenly let out a terrible scream, shrunk its body, the black mist rolled, rolled up a gust of wind, and fled into the backyard without a trace.

Yang Ye quickly followed to the backyard, opened the yin pupil, and looked around, but could not find any trace of it.

"I haven't successfully cultivated the ghost control technique yet, and if I want to completely destroy it, I'm afraid it's impossible. Now that it has been injured, it is in urgent need of yang energy healing, and when the night comes, it will definitely come back. ”

Yang Ye stood in the courtyard, frowning, and thinking secretly.

After two days of cultivation, although he did not fully master the technique of catching ghosts, he still had some comprehension of restraining these yin spirits.

Just used the literary qi to carry some of the righteousness accumulated by his own cultivation, and dealt with that cunning ghost, the effect is still very good.

Although you can't get rid of it for the time being, you can still do it if you make it fearful.

"Young Master Yang, what's going on? The wind just now ......"

Zhang San followed him to the backyard, his face full of surprise and fear.

Just now Yang Ye drove away the ghost, Zhang San only saw Yang Ye move, and then saw a yin wind suddenly jump up from his wife's body and flee towards the backyard.

Immediately, his wife's body stopped shaking, her breathing gradually subsided, her eyes closed, and she fell asleep tiredly.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered what Yang Ye had told him that day.

Is there really anything unclean in my house?

He was terrified in his heart and said secretly.

"Uncle Zhang, don't be afraid, although I can't help you completely remove that thing for the time being, it's still okay to keep your family safe for a few days. ”

Yang Ye put away the jade flute and said with relief.

"Childe, that ...... What the hell is that?"

Zhang San was still uneasy in his heart, and asked worriedly.

Yang Ye's eyes flashed, he was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said, "You still don't know these things." You don't have to worry too much, I will definitely help you get rid of it before I leave Xiangzhou. ”

"Childe is leaving Xiangzhou?"

Zhang San was stunned when he heard this.

Yang Ye nodded and said, "Yulin City will hold a thanksgiving contest next month, and I represent Xiangzhou City and want to participate." ”

When Zhang San heard this, his face was full of admiration, and he said: "Gongzi is really a genius, so young, he can represent me in Xiangzhou to participate in the Thanksgiving Competition." In the past, in this kind of event, our city lord always sent a literary teacher to go, but unfortunately, every time it was the bottom ......."

Yang Ye smiled and said, "I may be at the bottom this time, but it's not bad to be able to go out and see the world." ”

"Childe is too modest, with your talent, even if you can't get the previous ranking, you will definitely not be at the bottom. ”

Zhang San said sincerely.

Yang Ye waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about this, you prepare pen and ink, and I will help you write a town house poem." It's on this door that leads to the backyard, and you are not allowed to enter this backyard until I have removed it. ”

"Thank you, thank you, Childe......"

Zhang Sanxi hurriedly rushed into the house to prepare pen and ink.

Yang Ye's eyes flashed, he glanced at the entire backyard, and turned to enter the house.

In a dark corner littered with sawdust, the goblin shrank there.

Watching Yang Ye leave, a trace of resentment appeared in its scarlet eyes, and its hideous face became even more distorted.

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