Huang Chaozhi suddenly fell ill, groggy and groggy, as if he was about to die, and he had an idea to take out the calligraphy given by Ye Junsheng at the bottom of the box and look at it. Unexpectedly, at a glance, the seal was stimulated by a rare light, and it hit my heart, and I was able to sit up, and my whole body became relaxed.

This is...... He was amazed and watched with wide eyes. Suddenly, I saw the sound of the paper cracking, and countless cracks and fine lines appeared, and those pen and ink were like powder, peeling off and falling off, scattered all over the ground.

When I looked at it again, all that was left was a yellowed white piece of paper.

"Weird!"

Huang Chaozhi screamed, exerting too much force on his wrist, tearing the paper apart.

This, this...... He had no idea what was going on, and he was completely dazed with half a piece of paper in his hand.

"Chao'er, what's wrong with you?"

The anxious voice of Huang's father came from afar, and he heard that his son was suddenly ill and very serious, and he was immediately frightened and immediately came in a carriage.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Huang Chaozhi standing stunned, his eyes blank and his body thin.

Father Huang didn't know the truth, thinking that he was back to light, so he immediately rushed to hug him and cried...... In the temple, the ancestor of the firebird is meditating on his knees, closing his eyes and recuperating. Suddenly I heard a crackling sound, my heart was shocked, and I opened my eyes, only to see that the ghost card actually cracked a gap in public.

"It's not good, someone broke the spell. ”

They got up, grabbed the ghost card in their hands and watched, and their hearts were so painful that they gasped: "What kind of divine shot did it to detain all the soul-seeking ghosts of this ancestor?"

For a while, a heart was pounding, and he was very flustered: "It seems that there are masters in the city, and it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, so it is better to leave quickly." ”

The idea was made, like a frightened bird, the ancestor of the firebird casually cleaned up one or two, sacrificed the light, and the "whoosh" ran away without a trace.

Huang Chaozhi recovered from his illness, and the next day he couldn't bear his curiosity and rushed to the academy to ask Ye Junsheng.

When Ye Junsheng heard this, he was also taken aback, he really didn't expect this accident to happen by accident: the calligraphy manifested, obviously Huang Chaozhi was taken by some evil ghosts, could it be that he was a lonely ghost who escaped from it?

The truth is not easy to say, so he has to say that he doesn't know. Secretly opened his spiritual eyes, looked at Huang Chaozhi, and saw that in addition to the blood and qi, another strange situation also emerged: a square of illusory seal light clusters suppressed a cyan phantom shadow.

This phantom is vaguely a ghost.

Sure enough, there are ghosts and ghosts, but they have been suppressed and can no longer do evil.

Ye Junsheng's heart moved, and he went directly out of the body, exhaled, probed with his big hand, grabbed the seal light group and the ghost phantom, and returned to the body.

With such a method, the ghosts and gods are unpredictable, where does Huang Chaozhi know about the southeast and northwest? I only felt a slight cool breeze blowing overhead, and I was unconscious, and muttered in my mouth: "How could such a strange thing happen?"

The pen and ink disappeared out of thin air, could it be that there was a problem with the quality of the ink, but it was logically impossible.

Ye Junsheng coughed dryly and asked, "Chaozhi, did you bring the torn paper?"

"No, here. ”

Ye Junsheng took it, pretended to look at it, and said, "Put this paper here with me, I want to study it." ”

Huang Chaozhi had no opinion, stomped his feet and said: "It's a pity that the word ......" He didn't think much about it.

This calligraphy is not a street product, and it can be favored by the master of this line of wood, and he is willing to buy it at a high price. Unexpectedly, it instantly turned into ash and became waste paper.

Ye Junsheng comforted: "You don't have to mind Chaozhi, I'll give you one early in the future." ”

Huang Chaozhi's spirit was lifted at this time, and he said in his heart: Yes, as long as Ye Jun is here, are you afraid that you will not have a word? But I'm embarrassed to blindly ask for it...... Suddenly, he asked: "I heard that Jun Mei entered the Xiyue Academy." ”

Ye Junsheng replied: "Not bad." By the way, she will go back to eat alone in the evening, so if you have some free time, come over for a light meal. ”

Huang Chaozhi scratched his head: "My father arrived in Jizhou, but he wanted to accompany him...... Well, when I have a good spirit, I will invite Junsheng to drink in the Champion Building. ”

Ye Junsheng nodded and agreed, and returned to the school house first to discuss the origin of the little ghost.

Close the door and sit still, the yin god went out of his body, entered the world of heaven and earth Xuanhuang stubborn stone seal, the formation was opened, and he saw the pig demon standing up, holding a forelimb, and was interrogating. And the little ghost, very frightened, hid in the corner, his body was blurred, as if he had been beaten by the treasure mark left on the notebook before-Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang stubborn stone seal, the treasure of innate pure yang, the power should not be underestimated. However, the number of prohibitions that have been broken at present is not large, and only two or three percent of the power of ten percent can be exerted. Even so, after being stamped, it is enough to turn an otherwise ordinary calligraphy into a magic tool to deal with some ordinary evil spirits.

This little ghost is refined by the Firebird Ancestor, specially used to find ghosts suitable for living souls. He doesn't have much magical means, but at most he finds people and clings to his upper body to make trouble. Hit by the yellow light inspired by the Treasure Seal brand, his soul almost flew away.

"Master, my old pig has asked all about it. It turned out that it was ordered to come, and there was a master behind it, called 'Firebird Ancestor', which belonged to the Ghost Cultivation Demon Sect. ”

When the pig demon saw Ye Junsheng coming, he hurriedly said.

When Ye Junsheng heard this, he felt a headache, and muttered, "Why did you provoke another demon?"

The pig demon Top Gun slapped his chest and grinned: "The old man is very afraid, these old immortals are all fortune boys, but I am worried that he will not come to the door." ”

It has gained a lot of benefits from the living ancestor, and it is a bit addictive.

Ye Junsheng shouted: "Where is there such a cheap thing every time? Have you broken through?"

The pig demon was most afraid that he would ask this, so he immediately stopped and stood aside.

After Ye Junsheng patiently understood the situation clearly, he temporarily imprisoned the little ghost in a formation before he escaped and thought about countermeasures:

He didn't know anything about the Firebird Ancestor. On that day, the Living Ancestor and the Firebird Ancestor had made an appointment, but at that time, Ye Junsheng had quietly escaped from the stone house, until the Living Ancestor was knocked down from mid-air and happened to fall in front of him. As for a large part of the process in between, he knew almost nothing.

At present, he suddenly provoked this Firebird Ancestor again, which made him jealous, and secretly a little more careful: he didn't know that the Firebird Ancestor had already been frightened away and didn't know where to go...... It's not that he is timid, but after Zhao Emei's incident, he was a little shocked.

...... Today, Ye Junmei and Jiang Jing'er returned to drink and fast to work alone, and of course the companions were indispensable to the little girl Age, who wanted Zhang Luo to have dinner and wait for Ye Junsheng to come back to eat.

At dusk, someone came to the door, it was the owner of a calligraphy and painting shop in Moxiang Lane, surnamed Li, but he wanted to find Ye Junsheng to buy words:

"Miss Ye, if you think about it carefully, the price I gave is very fair, two hundred words per word, and I searched the entire Moxiang Alley, Li is sure that no one will offer a higher price. ”

Ye Jun pouted: "My brother said, it must be consistent." ”

Boss Li was suddenly a little anxious, and said: "In this case, then ask Ye Gongzi to write, and sell it on consignment in our store. ”

Ye Junmei grinned: "If it's consignment, why do you need to go to Moxiang Lane? ”

Unable to talk, Boss Li was very displeased, and flicked his sleeves and said: "Miss Ye, don't you think your brother is too greedy to say something that you don't like?" ”

Ye Junmei was not to be outdone: "The buying and selling is voluntary and arbitrary, I only think that my brother's words are worth so much." ”

"Okay, then you continue to wait for the price and sell, Li will not accompany you. ”

At this time, someone suddenly came to the door, an old man in strange clothes, who seemed to be familiar. Ye Junmei remembered that the other party had come to drink alone before.

"Dare to ask the girl, why are there no words in your shop?"

Ye Junmei glanced at him and said, "Don't sell words now." ”

This old man was on this trip, passing by Jizhou because of something, and remembering whether Ye Junsheng had a new work to come out, so he came directly to Duyuzhai to see.

Unexpectedly, the bookstore stopped selling words.

"Alas!, it's a pity ......"

He sighed, and suddenly asked without giving up: "Girl, I don't know if there is still Ye Junsheng Ye Gongzi's pen and ink in the house, if there is, please take it out and take a look." If you like it, the old man will buy it at a high price. ”

Ye Junmei blinked and said, "My brother has rarely written recently, and there is still one old work." ”

Mu was a little disappointed in this trip, at Ye Junsheng's age, there is still a lot of room for improvement, and the level of the old work is definitely not as good as the new work, but when it comes to this, he said: "The old work is good, please come out and have a look." ”

Over there, Boss Li originally wanted to leave, but he stopped when he heard the words, but he was still unwilling, wanting to see if there was a chance to lower the price, or there was a good opportunity in front of him. When Ye Junmei takes out Ye Junsheng's old work, the standard will inevitably be unsatisfactory, and under the comments, he may buy it at a low price - then again, it's really a bit annoying, after Qingming, he will sell his old work alone, and he will no longer operate it. On the market, Ye Junsheng's calligraphy market actually began to rise slowly, becoming an upstart with great potential. Therefore, the calligraphy and painting bosses on the side of Moxiang Lane heard the wind and wanted to find Ye Junsheng to buy a few words and hang them in the store to increase the level.

Helplessly, Ye Junsheng's price is outrageous, consistent with one word, almost above the famous family, and a fool is willing to buy at this price. In the industry, many old-timers have quite an opinion on Ye Junsheng's offer, and they are unceremoniously denounced as "I don't know what to say, and the price is sky-high".

But in Jizhou, Ye Junsheng, who has the halo of the first talent in the north, is bullish in the market, so there are still some calligraphy and painting shop owners who do not give up. In their opinion, if you don't talk about it, you can't do business, as long as you keep the price down, you can make a profit.

Boss Li is one of them.

Not long after, Ye Junmei took out a painting and opened it, which was the four big characters of "auspicious and evil spirits".

Boss Li took a look at it, the four-word post belongs to the category of fewer words, and the price generally can't be sold, so he just waits for the price to be bargained.

Mu Xingxing coughed dryly, dressed up, and walked over to watch with a serious expression. But after just one glance, his eyes were a little straight.

(To be continued)