Quick time travel: the male lead, let’s have a pop

Chapter 17 National Treasure Special Attack ([-])

Yu Bixin walked behind Zhang Xiaofeng and frowned and looked at him, "Xiaofeng, that evil spirit is so cruel, aren't you afraid?"

Zhang Xiaofeng stopped the movement of his hands, and when he turned his head to see Yu Bixin's concerned expression, his face was instantly solemn.

"What am I afraid of? I was born a very yin person, with a pair of ghost pupils. I was destined to deal with yin things in this life. I just obeyed God's will, and the unjust ghost has been looking for a scapegoat. This vicious circle of more than 200 years, I It must be resolved."

Yu Bixin shook his head, "There are no outsiders here, why should you deceive yourself, you have studied Taoism for ten years because you want revenge, because your master was killed by that evil spirit!"

After Zhang Xiaofeng listened to her words, his originally rock-solid expression became restless.

Yu Bixin felt that she had lost her composure, and looked at him embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I, I brought up your sadness."

Qian Xun looked sad, seeing his beautiful eyebrows tightened tightly, and also so sad, what is it that makes him worry about it?

Punch after punch slammed into a tree trunk next to him, and the leaves rustled down. His face was full of anger and pain, and the veins on his forehead bulged, "Yes, revenge, I am useless and can't help him!"

Close your eyes, your mind is full of what Master looked like when he died, he was powerlessly paralyzed and crawling on the ground, that day Master was dragged by the ghost's red damask neck in a row in the forest, bleeding from the seven orifices, the ghost's laughter resounded through the forest ...

Yu Bixin suddenly realized that she said the wrong thing, so she patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be sad, you don't want to."

Zhang Xiaofeng shook his head lightly, and sat down weakly with his back against the tree, still unable to calm down.

He was brought up by his master. He never liked his master's profession, so he went to study veterinary medicine, but was still persuaded by his master to become a full-time onmyoji.

I didn't believe in gods and ghosts since I was a child, and bluffed and deceived my master everywhere. In the end, it was because of money that my master took his life.

"For ten years, I saw Master every night when I closed my eyes... He told me before the bed that he would avenge him, revenge! That ghost hid from me for ten years, until a few days ago I finally blocked her in No. 44 Upstairs, I'm going to kill her in the next few days."

He once studied veterinary medicine, so he found this corresponding occupation. The salary of eight hours a day is high and the time is short, so that he can have enough time and help him spend money to seek advice from masters of the spirit world, and gradually learn some supernatural powers. After ten years He can also be regarded as a well-known Fengshui supernatural master in several villages at the foot of the mountain.

Qian Xun was uneasy, her mind was in a mess, a gust of wind blew her and she shivered, she suddenly became sober, if Zhang Xiaofeng was not the opponent of that thing, he would be killed by a ghost... then what should she do?
what to do?what to do? "Zhizhi" she couldn't help crying out, don't be sad, I'll accompany you, the memory of the original owner is all about him, naturally she was influenced by the original owner and developed a love for him.

Zhang Xiaofeng came back to his senses and saw that Rouqiuqiu was covered with a quilt of leaves, still staring at him intently, with tears in his eyes, so obedient and obedient, at first glance he looked like a puppy, and why did the tears come together? What's going on?

"Lemon, what's wrong with you..." He bent down and put his chin on her head in pain, and put his arms around her shoulders, "You must be sad because of me, right?" For some reason, he wanted her to respond, crazy She longed for it, knowing that it was impossible for her to understand what she said.

But things were beyond his expectation, Qian Xun nodded, stretched out her two short arms to wrap his arms around his neck, trying to comfort him.

(End of this chapter)