bang!

A blood-stained head smashed through the blue tiles and fell into the room, disturbing the young master Jie who had stolen half a day's leisure.

The slender and fair fingers trembled slightly, the wide blue robe covered his body, and the cap embroidered with ghost symbols in silver thread covered his entire face, only a little bit of his soft chin was exposed.

"Overthinking one's abilities." Young Master Jie snorted coldly, his voice was like a sharp sword, piercing the listener's eardrum instantly.

Immediately, the blood-stained head rose from the wet ground, hanging in the air, with its bloody mouth wide open, and it let out a shrill scream.

Young Master Jie moved slowly, took out a spell-like object from his sleeve, and threw it into the air at will, the head exploded immediately, blood stained the ground.

A burst of hearty laughter broke out immediately, and then a man in white walked into the house, followed by a little silver fox, and the bell on his neck jingled.

"As expected of the old boss in Tsing Yi, the Gu technique that you have been thinking about for months was easily broken by you. If this is said, my title as the number one Gu master in the world will be lost."

The man covered his face with a gauze, only revealing a pair of soul-stirring peach blossom eyes, which looked like a pool of autumn water, with tenderness floating in it. His long black hair was tied up high, and his white clothes surpassed the snow.

Young Master Jie leaned on the dilapidated couch, tapped his long fingers on his knees, and said in a casual tone, "What are you doing here?"

"Can't you come if you have nothing to do?" While speaking, the man turned into a gust of wind and landed beside Young Master Jie, took off the tulle and tucked it in his sleeves, with a smile on his face all the time.

"My place is terribly dilapidated, what's there to do, Ji Wugui, there's nothing you want here, please go back." Young Master Jie retracted his hands into his sleeves, but his body was even more crooked.

Ji Wugui looked around, and found that the place was indeed dilapidated to a certain extent, the roof tiles were broken and shattered, a few grasses were put up to barely avoid the sun, the corners were covered with cobwebs, and a thick layer of dust fell on the tables and benches. There are layers of dust and the ground is potholed. Those who don't know it think that this place has been abandoned for a long time.

Even though the place is terribly dilapidated, it has attracted countless "thieves", not because of any rare treasures hidden in this house, but because of the title of "Old Secretary in Tsing Yi".

What these thieves wanted to steal was none other than Gongzi Jie.

Of course, he is no exception.

"I heard that the new boss in red is coming soon. Maybe you want to use this room to entertain others, why don't you come to my house." Ji Wugui's tone was rather urgent.

"Why should I entertain him?" Young Master Jie said coldly.

Ji Wugui choked on his words.

Well, he forgot that this master's temper is also weird.

Although he knew there was no room for change, Ji Wugui still refused to give up, "Even if you don't want to get on good terms with him, you are a newcomer after all. If he is high-minded, you must not suppress his aura, at least on the surface. Gotta get by."

Ji Wugui spoke without thinking, completely unaware that his words had changed in the ears of Young Master Jie.Young Master Jie's lips parted slightly, "It's not impossible for me to come to your house, I want something."

Ji Wugui raised his brows with joy, "What is it that has no return, you should try your best to get it."

"It's this little thing under your feet." Young Master Jie's tone changed, quite teasing.

When the silver fox heard it, it immediately jumped into Ji Wugui's arms, its paws tightly grasping the skirt of his clothes, and it made a warning sound.

Ji Wugui looked troubled, "Yao'er has been with me since childhood, I'm afraid even if I want to give it to him, he won't leave."

"If you gave it to me, it would go away naturally."

Ji Wugui was speechless, he was really inferior to Young Master Jie in terms of words, but he was not reconciled, "Do you have anything else you want besides Yao'er?"

Young Master Jie tapped his knee twice, "Of course."

Hope appeared in Ji Wugui's eyes again, "What is it?"

"I want you to leave." Young Master Jie didn't have a good tone this time, and directly issued the order to evict the guest.

After all, Ji Wugui was a respectable figure in the arena, so many people outside tried to curry favor with him, but this old secretary in Tsing Yi didn't know what to do.

That's all, the future is long, as long as he is still there, there will still be opportunities.

When Young Master Jie heard the footsteps walking farther and farther until they disappeared completely, he asked aloud, "Where is Baliang?"

As soon as the words were finished, a young slave who was hiding behind the screen came out, it was Ba Liang himself, with blush on his cheeks, without any smoke and black, he looked like a daughter.

"Master, I'm here." Young Master Ji straightened his body slightly, his voice became much lazier, "Go and find out where the newcomer has gone, and the night before he comes, we will go to Ji Mansion behind closed doors. "

Ba Liang frowned slightly, "Didn't you just reject Mr. Ji?"

"If you want to refuse, you still welcome, if you want to catch, you will play hard." Two four-character idioms in a row, eight or two Chinese characters do not know one, listening to it as if falling into the clouds, Young Master Jie sighed, "Anyway, just follow me."

"Oh." Baliang replied politely, and suddenly remembered something, "There is movement in Feihu Village."

Young Master Jie remained silent for a while, his fingers were still tapping on his legs, as if he had just realized it, "You just said Feihu Village"

Baliang nodded, "It's a girl from a foreign country. They all said that she was a girl from Luohua Cave. She was favored by the gods. This girl is as beautiful as a fairy, but when she reaches the age of marriage, she is bored at home all day. She doesn't think about food and tea. He talked nonsense and died a few days ago."

"It's nonsense, pack your things and go take a look. If it's really a foreign country, we'll be busy again." Young Master Jie stood up, tall and tall, with a good figure, a head taller than Baliang. .

"But..." He paused eight or two, "but the old boss in red hasn't come yet. For the matter of sealing the corpse, the two old bosses, Qing and Hong, must be present."

Young Master Jie threw his sleeves behind his back and walked out of the house, "Go and see first, if her family is poor, we won't accept the order."

Baliang Mohan, his master really lost money, he packed up his things and quickly led the donkey outside the door to chase after him.

Speaking of Feihu Village, it is not far from the broken house of Gongzi Jie, at most two miles, and it takes only a quarter of an hour to walk there.

Having said that, but Young Master Jie decided to take that unusual path, walking around Mount Feihu. As for the reason, he said so.

"The donkey has gained weight recently, and it tastes better if it is thinner."

This donkey is also a psychic, and when he heard that Young Master Ji wanted to kill it, he refused to go up the mountain no matter what, and protested with a grunt.

"Eight liang, if the way is different, don't conspire with each other, tie it at the foot of the mountain, and bring it back when you come back."

Young Master Jie went up the mountain without looking back.

Ba Liang looked at the poor donkey and said, "Hey, stay here well, don't let someone steal it."

After all, he picked up his luggage and hurried to chase after Young Master Jie.Although Feihu Mountain is low, the roads between it are twists and turns, the roads are narrow, weeds grow on both sides, and the ground is full of gravel. If you are not careful, you will trip.

"Master, didn't you come here for the donkey? Since the donkey doesn't want to follow, why don't we go down the mountain?" Ba Liang asked, beating his sore leg.

Young Master Jie has profound internal energy, walking this way is nothing, but Ba Liang has never practiced martial arts, and he was out of breath after walking a few steps, and he was carrying a lot of miscellaneous things in his hands, which made him overwhelmed.

"There are wild ghosts haunting this mountain." Young Master Jie replied calmly.

As soon as Ba Liang heard this, he stopped immediately, "Master, don't you want to make money from these wild ghosts again? It's pitiful enough for him to be a lonely ghost. How can you make him feel at ease if you scrape him a little more?" Let’s talk about the ghosts who dare to see you now, aren’t they all scared away by you?”

Ba Liang's voice became smaller and smaller, and his eyes were still paying attention to his master's emotional changes.

Young Master Jie also stopped, and his eyes quickly swept across the forest, "These ghosts have been wandering here all year round, so I must know a lot of news. This time I don't want to take money from them, but to give them money."

Ba Liang looked surprised, but he only dared to mutter in his heart: It would be good if he didn't clean up the house, and would he be rushing to give money? He is still clear about his young master's urination, and the appointment is another trap.

Some little ghosts dare not come out during the day, only some resentful ghosts will come out. Young Master Jie held a compass in his hand and searched left and right, but he turned around and saw no response from the compass. He snorted coldly and threw the compass down the mountain.

"Hey, lord... lord...this compass." He bought this compass with money, and it was smashed to pieces like this

Ba Liang looked at Young Master Jie with a bitter face.

Young Master Jie tugged on his coat and hat a little, revealing his beautiful lips, "Don't buy it at the stall next time, it's just fooling people, remember to remind me to make a compass when I get back."

The corners of Ba Liang's mouth pressed down, a little guilty, "Yes, son."

In fact, without the compass, Young Master Jie could still feel the existence of the ghost, but it took some effort. In fact, he just found a perfect excuse for his laziness.

Ba Liang followed behind Young Master Jie, and suddenly recalled that in the past, when the previous red-clothed old Si Gui Su was still around, he also followed the two old Si in the same way. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Sir, what do you think of Mr. Ghost?" Just leave, without leaving a word."

Hearing this, Young Master Jie pursed his lips tightly into a line, "The old man in red has never lived longer than the old man in green. This is fate and it is inevitable."

"How long will you live, son?" Ba Liang suddenly asked.

Young Master Jie chuckled, "How long do you want me to live?"

Baliang drooped his head, "I don't know, I want you to live longer, but I'm afraid that no one will accompany you, so I want you to live shorter..."

Ba Liang paused, and suddenly slapped his lips twice, "Bah, bah, what nonsense I'm talking about, the young master will definitely live a long life."

Young Master Jie's tone was light, "Everything has its own destiny, you and I are not allowed to speculate. In this case, I will treat the newcomer well."

Hearing the tone of young master Jie, Ba Liangyi's heart suddenly trembled, it seems that the master is going crazy again, I just hope that the newcomer must be able to bear it.

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