The whole world thinks that I use my body to suppress demons

The next day, Su Qingfeng put on a Taoist robe embroidered with crane feathers, and with a black cat in his arms, he simply went out.

He Wuwu waited downstairs early when he saw Su Qingfeng's black cat and said in surprise, "Tianshi Su, do you still have cats?"

Su Qingfeng said: "This is my spiritual pet."

"It's so cute," He Wuwu handed the plate of walnuts in front of the black cat, "Does the kitten play with walnuts?"

Su Huai lay in Su Qingfeng's arms, her reaction was very indifferent.

He Wuwu: "Oh, it ignores me, does it think I'm ugly?"

"He is afraid of strangers," Su Qingfeng said, "he doesn't usually get close to people."

He Wuwu sighed, and said: "That's the only one who sticks to Tianshi Su. That's great. I also want to raise a kitten who is close to me."

During the conversation, they had already boarded the car, He Wuwu thought of something again, and said: "By the way, my grandfather invited people from the Alchemy Bureau this time, but don't worry, Master Su, my grandfather has absolutely no intention of disbelieving you. It’s just that I want to have more insurance when I’m older, and you are my elder brother and sister-in-law who recommended it to grandpa!”

Although the relationship between the Tianshi Bureau and the Fangshu Bureau is not good, Su Qingfeng just joined the Tianshi Bureau not long ago, and he didn't care about it. He said "it doesn't matter", and asked about the specific situation of the He family's old house.

He Wuwu said: "It's like this. At the beginning, it was just that the old house was a little strange, such as the sound in the stairs when no one was there, and the door of the room closed by itself inexplicably, but everyone didn't care about it until a few days ago. Our cook had a stomachache in the middle of the night, and when he got up to go to the toilet, he saw a hanged ghost hanging out of the window, and he was so frightened that he passed out on the spot, and it took a day before he woke up."

Su Qingfeng: "Hanging ghost? What kind?"

He innocently said: "It's just a dead man hanging from the beam of the house. His face was pale and his tongue was sticking out. Later, Mama Wang, who was sweeping the floor, also bumped into this hanged ghost and was frightened into a cerebral hemorrhage. Now the whole old house Everyone is in panic, we want to persuade Grandpa to move out first, but he is unwilling to say anything."

Su Qingfeng said: "Do you usually live in the old house?"

He innocently shook his head: "That's where my grandfather lives, and my elder brother and sister-in-law and I only go back on weekends."

The He family's old house was far away from the urban area, and Su Qingfeng arrived there four hours later.

This old house is located in the mountains and forests. There is a banyan tree at the door. The branches and leaves block out the sky and the sun.

He innocently patted the banyan tree and said, "This banyan tree is 500 years old. It was already this big when I was a child."

Su Qingfeng looked up at the big banyan tree. The black cat climbed onto his shoulder and meowed softly.

Su Qingfeng rubbed the black cat's head lightly, and said, "I know."

The He family's old house is full of evil spirits, just like Xie Youwei's house, there are ghosts who have been dead for a long time.

Su Qingfeng and He Wuwu were going to He's house when another car drove up from the other side of the mountain road and stopped beside them. A serious old man got out of the car, followed by two apprentices.

He Wuwu let out an "ah" and said to Su Qingfeng, "That's the alchemist invited by my grandfather, Mr. Mu Bosongmu."

Su Qingfeng didn't know Mu Bosong, but he did know one of his apprentices—the three-star alchemist Cheng Cheng he met at He Qingnian's house that day.

Cheng Cheng didn't expect to meet him again here, he was taken aback, and said, "It's you again?"

Su Qingfeng: "It's you again."

Cheng Cheng showed embarrassment, and another young alchemist beside him said, "Why, Junior Brother, this is your acquaintance?"

Cheng Cheng said awkwardly, "It's the celestial master I mentioned last time..."

Brother Cheng Cheng said "Oh": "That one-star celestial master."

He deliberately emphasized the words "one-star celestial master", with a somewhat disdainful expression on his face.Mu Bosong glanced at him at this moment, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be rude."

Brother Cheng Cheng quickly lowered his head, and said, "I know I was wrong, it's because I made a slip of the tongue."

Su Qingfeng didn't expect Mu Bosong to speak up for him. Looking at the old man, he found that Mu Bosong was also staring at him with an inexplicable expression.

Su Qingfeng: "?"

"Mr. Mu, you are here, please come in."

At this moment, a person came out from the old house of the He family, it was He Qingnian.

He was going to greet Mu Bosong, but Su Qingfeng also arrived, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Tianshi Su!"

Su Qingfeng greeted him: "Mr. He."

He Qingnian walked over quickly and said, "Xiao Gu, why didn't you tell me that Master Su is here?"

He innocently said: "Isn't this a surprise for big brother?"

Seeing them exchanging pleasantries, Cheng Cheng couldn't help turning his head away.

He and Su Qingfeng took He Qingnian's commission together, but he almost missed He Qingnian's daughter because of a wrong look.Now He Qingnian is only passionate about Su Qingfeng, and it seems to him that he is slapping him in the face.

What a shame.

However, He Qingnian did not forget that he came to pick up Mu Bosong, and soon came over politely, and invited everyone into the old house of the He family.

He Lao has been waiting in the living room. He is more than 70 years old this year, and he is still in good health. It's just that what happened in the old house recently made him a little exhausted, and he doesn't look very good.

He Qingnian welcomed the man in, called "Grandpa" to Mr. He, and stood beside him quietly without speaking.

The servant served hot tea, Mr. He said kindly: "The house has not been peaceful recently, and I have troubled you to help my He family drive away ghosts."

Mu Bosong weighed his beard and said, "Since we have accepted Patriarch He's commission, we will definitely do our best, but I don't know where the people who met the ghost are now?"

"They are still in the hospital. I will pick them up tomorrow. If Mu Fangshi has any questions, he can ask them directly."

Mu Bosong shook his head, and said: "That's not necessary, I'll just go to the place where they bumped into ghosts later and have a look."

Mr. He coughed and said, "I'm not feeling well, and it's not convenient to go there. Let Qingnian guide you."

During the conversation, a little girl hopped in and picked a flower in her hand. She looked quite cute. It was He Qingnian's daughter Xiaoru.

"Grandpa!" Xiao Ru handed the flowers forward and said, "For you!"

"Hey, this flower is so beautiful." He Lao took it happily and said, "Xiao Ru, say hello to the guests."

Xiaoru was not afraid of life, and shouted "Hi, Grandpa" to Mu Boxong, and saw Su Qingfeng again.

"Ah, it's the big brother from that day!"

Su Qingfeng smiled at her, Xiaoru saw that he was still hugging a black cat, with sparkling eyes, she liked it very much: "This cat is so cute, big brother, can you give me a hug?"

Su Qingfeng said: "It depends on whether he is willing or not." Then he looked down at Su Huai.

Su Huai was indifferent, and had no intention of getting out of the arms of her Taoist priest.

Su Qingfeng knocked the black cat on the head.

The black cat grabbed his hand and wouldn't let go.

"..."

Xiaoru looked at the black cat helplessly, and He Wuwu came over with a smile, took her hand and said, "This cat is afraid of strangers, Xiaoru is good, I will take you to the back mountain to play."

It's okay to go to the back mountain to play. The little girl's attention was quickly diverted from Mao Mao, and He Wuwu took her away.

After that, Su Qingfeng and Mu Bosong went to check the place where the He family's servants met ghosts. There was nothing unusual there. The He family was surrounded by evil spirits, and the source could not be found for a while.

It was getting late, and the He family arranged a room for them. Just when Su Qingfeng was about to go back to the room, Mu Bosong stopped him: "My little friend, please stay."

Su Qingfeng didn't know why he called himself, so he stopped and said, "Mr. Mu, what's the matter?"

Mu Bosong looked him up and down for a while, then suddenly said: "Do you want to join my alchemy game?"

As soon as he said this, Su Qingfeng didn't react, but the two apprentices beside him shouted in surprise: "Master!"

A celestial master is a celestial master, and an alchemist is an alchemist.Alchemists are born with spiritual power, they don't need to practice and learn spell formations day after day like celestial masters.As long as they learn how to use their spiritual power to invite their spirits, they can easily reach the same status as a celestial master.Therefore, many celestial masters believe that alchemists themselves have no strength and rely on shortcuts taken by talent.The alchemists believed that the celestial masters were a group of mediocre talents who could only become stronger through hard training.

This is the contradiction between the celestial master and the alchemist, and it has existed for a long time and is difficult to resolve.If an alchemist asked the celestial master if he wanted to join the alchemy bureau as soon as he came up, he might be beaten to death by the other party - but Mu Bosong did this, and he looked like he was afraid that Su Qingfeng would not agree.

In the eyes of his two apprentices, the master simply lost his mind.But they couldn't persuade Master, because Mu Bosong didn't intend to take back what he said just now, and was still waiting for Su Qingfeng's answer.

Su Qingfeng didn't expect Mu Bosong to ask him such a question, so he was silent for a second and said, "Sorry, I'm not interested in magic tricks."

"Wait, why don't you think about it again?" Mu Bosong said, "I observed it just now, your spiritual power is as abundant as the ocean, and you are a good seed that is hard to see in a hundred years. If you become an alchemist, within a few years, you It will definitely become No.1 in the world of alchemists."

In his opinion, Su Qingfeng is like a perfect piece of jade, born with brilliance and brilliance, dazzling enough.He had never seen such a good seedling - it was unbearable that such a precious jade fell to the side of the celestial master.

Thinking of this, Mu Songbai felt a little bit reluctant, and said: "You are still young, and you can change from a celestial master to an alchemist. I will recommend you to the headquarters, where you will make a lot of achievements, and your achievements will be far higher than that of a celestial master. .”

Su Qingfeng said: "Thank you for your kindness, but Tianshi is also very good."

He knew that he was a natural alchemist, someone had told him a long time ago.

But so what, the biggest difference between celestial masters and alchemists is that celestial masters can improve their own strength through practice, but alchemists cannot. Spiritual power, in the end, can only exert so much power.

He didn't want to be an alchemist, and he didn't want to stand still and let himself be trapped in that spiritual power for the rest of his life.

Su Qingfeng's attitude was very clear, and Mu Bosong could see from his expression that he would not turn around in his refusal, so he couldn't help sighing: "Who is your master, why did you let you become a celestial master..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Qingfeng's expression changed, his black eyes were filled with frost and snow, and he said coldly: "I don't have a master."

Mu Bosong was taken aback: "What? No master? Then you are self-taught? Your parents—"

"I don't have parents either," Su Qingfeng said indifferently, "Can I go now?"

Mu Bosong: "..."

Only then did he realize that he had accidentally met Ni Lin of this young celestial master, and just as he was about to say something to make amends, Su Qingfeng turned around and left.

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In the room arranged by the He family, Su Qingfeng closed the door and sat down beside the bed without saying a word.

The black cat fell to the ground and turned back into an adult man, hugging him gently from behind.

"Prince Daoist," Su Huai's black robe fell down, he enveloped Su Qingfeng in his own shadow, and gently restrained this person, "Prince Daoist, are you sad?"

Su Qingfeng closed his eyes, with a pale side face at the end of his eyes, he shook his head lightly, and said, "No."

Su Huai put his cold fingertips on Su Qingfeng's forehead, massaged his temples, then lowered his head, and rubbed against his hair affectionately.

"I'm here," Su Huai said with a light smile, "I'm keeping the Taoist priest warm."

The body temperature of the evil spirit is very cold, not as warm as him.However, Su Qingfeng grabbed Su Huai's robe and indulged himself into the shadow of the evil spirit.

Mu Bosong's words are bloody poison, a thorn in his flesh and blood, and his nightmare for many years.

Those shackles made of old accumulated Ke once crushed his spine and made him unable to breathe. He thought that the passage of time was enough to dilute everything, but in the end the shackles were sharpened and sharpened, and they were bitten into his flesh and blood.

Su Qingfeng's clenched fingertips trembled slightly, and he couldn't think about those things anymore. As long as his thoughts went deep into the cold abyss of the past, the chill would permeate upwards, like a gangrene penetrating into the cracks of the bones, and he would never be able to stop. peel off.

Su Huai moved, his palm encased Su Qingfeng's hand, he opened his fingers, and his knuckles were embedded between his five fingers, in an intimate gesture of interlocking fingers.

"Taoist, please sleep for a while."

Su Huai's voice is very low, like a lover's whispers, he embraces Su Qingfeng gently and forcefully, with deep eyes, wanting his Taoist priest to indulge in those eyes full of love and possession forever.

"I will accompany you."

The curtains are drawn, and the light of the day no longer falls. This place is shrouded in darkness. It is a lair carefully built by evil spirits, and it is also a dark and bottomless abyss.

Su Huai didn't want anyone to bother him and the Taoist priest, as long as his Taoist priest relied on him and snuggled in his arms, that was enough.