Brother always wants to get a certificate with me [Quick Transmigration]

The half-baked spells that Ji Wuqin learned in Qingshan Temple are not as useful as Fu Chen, who has only read some classics on this subject. He saw that his spell paintings were not as good-looking as his seniors, so he just handed them all over to him, and went to read them himself. Other things from the butler.

In addition to the mahogany sword he asked for by name, the butler even brought a shiny golden Zen staff. Ji Wuqin touched his chin, turned his eyes around these two things, and picked up the mahogany sword decisively. As a swordsman, he still likes familiar weapons.

The mahogany sword looks very thin, but it is very easy to hold in the hand. Ji Wuqin nodded in satisfaction with the cool hilt. He recalled the two hands he had learned in Qingshan Temple before, and waved the tip of the sword tentatively to draw Cast a spell.

There was a sudden fluctuation in the air, and a vase suddenly shattered in the direction pointed by the sword tip, which startled Ji Wuqin. Fu Chen, who was drawing a spell, looked up at him.

Consciously causing trouble, Ji Wuqin threw away the mahogany sword, put his hands behind his head and lay on his back beside his senior brother, looking at his face from the bottom up in a daze, Fu Chen is now, although his figure hasn't changed much , but his appearance is much more youthful.

However, it is still beautiful.

He remembered that it was this face that had been appearing in his spring/dreams since he was 14 years old, making him overwhelmed but fell into a deep obsession.

Being stared at by Ji Wuqin for a moment, the brush in Fu Chen's hand couldn't draw any more. He turned his head and looked at Ji Wuqin suspiciously.

"Senior brother, look at me." Ji Wuqin lifted his shirt, showed him his white and tender belly, blinked and said, "15 years old...is the time when it is tender and delicious."

Fu Chen looked at him silently, stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes, then picked up a drawn spell and pasted it on Ji Wuqin's forehead, and said with a rare smile, "Take it."

Ji Wuqin held a talisman on his head and complained in a low voice, "A man who doesn't understand style, old-fashioned, sexual/cold."

After the ghost-hunting tools were almost prepared, Ji Wuqin's interest was rekindled. He found a computer, logged on to a website, and wrote a ghost-hunting post in a few minutes and sent it out.

Seeing that Fu Chen was somewhat puzzled by his behavior, he explained consciously: "Everyone is using high technology now. I heard about such a website when I was in Qingshan Temple, but I didn't expect it to exist in this time and space."

"Will anyone watch?"

Ji Wuqin nodded vaguely, "It should be." He had just finished speaking when the computer beeped, and someone began to reply.

He clicked and looked at it for a few times, tapped his fingers on the keyboard a few times, his eyes slightly curved, and said with a smile: "We are here to work."

"City A, it's not too far away." Fu Chen put the charms on the ground, mahogany swords and other things in a bag and carried it behind his back. He shook the car key at Ji Wuqian, and asked softly: "Leaving now?"

Ji Wuqin chuckled and nodded.

A not-so-scary help-seeking task. The person who asked for help said that his brother's house always lost things for no reason. It was the kind of situation where all the things in the refrigerator or locker disappeared after one night. After installing the monitoring, they couldn't find out what it was. Human beings can only see the door of the refrigerator open and close, but there is no one.

This made him feel a little weird, and he always felt that it was made of unclean things.

After Ji Wuqin read his narration, he could already guess what it was for. It was either a hungry ghost or a little demon who had just become a spirit, and they were the kind that were easy to deal with.

The address of the person seeking help was in the suburbs of City A, and it took about an hour to drive to the destination. Ji Wuqin took Fu Chen's mobile phone and called the person. After a while, a man in sportswear A young man in his twenties ran up to their car and looked at them suspiciously.

"Hi, I'm Ji Nan, and he's my senior brother Fu Chen." Ji Wuqin said with a smile, "The two of us just went down the mountain to practice this year, and we specialize in slaying demons."

Seeing that Ji Wuqin said so seriously, the suspicion in his eyes disappeared a bit. He hesitated for a while, nodded, and said, "My name is Zhao Sheng. I'll take you to my brother's house first."

The place Zhao Sheng took them to was a three-story villa. It looked like it had been around for some years, and there were many roses lying on the small fence around the villa. Among the green leaves.

"This villa was left by my parents. I usually live on campus, and only my brother lives here." Zhao Sheng opened the door and invited Ji Wuqin and Fu Chen to enter.

The decoration inside the villa is quite gorgeous, completely European style, exquisite crystal lamps hang in the center, light yellow sofas, abstract illustrations, and brown carpets on the ground, you can see the level of care of the people who designed these at the beginning .

"It's a very comfortable style." Ji Wuqin nodded in praise while looking around.

Zhao Sheng smiled at him, poured two cups of tea and put them in front of them, "My mother personally designed and participated in the decoration."

"Your mother must be a gentle person." After Ji Wuqin finished casually, his eyes that had been squinting suddenly fixed on a small toy house at the corner. The house looked like a child's building blocks, with a furry His tail sweeps back and forth at the door.

Zhao Sheng went to the kitchen to call his brother back. Taking advantage of this moment, Ji Wuqin leaned into Fu Chen's ear and asked softly, "Do you feel the yin energy?"

Fu Chen glanced at him, "What about you?"

Ji Wuqin shook his head honestly, he didn't feel Yin Qi, and Taomujian didn't respond, so he already ruled out that it was a hungry ghost.

"Look over there." Ji Wuqin pointed to the cat nest in the small house, and clicked, "I feel weird."

Fu Chen patted his head, but said nothing.

Zhao Sheng came back from the phone call, looked at Ji Wuqin, and said hesitantly: "My brother will be back in a while, why don't I show you the refrigerator first?"

Ji Wuqin got up and nodded, "Yes."

The refrigerator was placed in the kitchen, and there was a newly installed camera on the wall. Ji Wuqin opened the refrigerator and took a look. There was nothing in it except a bottle of mineral water.

"How long has this weird phenomenon happened?" Ji Wuqin leaned over to sniff in the refrigerator and asked.

Zhao Sheng thought about it seriously, and replied: "It's been about a month."

"Apart from normal life, have any strange or special things happened this month?"

"I've been in school for a month, and I haven't done anything." Zhao Sheng said, frowning. "My brother is a doctor. I don't know if he has encountered anything."

Doctor, Ji Wuqin is thoughtful. The hospital is the place where things are most likely to be contaminated. However, he still didn't feel the Yin Qi here, but smelled a little bit of evil Qi.

Ji Wuqin closed the refrigerator door and walked out, "Does your family still have cats?"

Zhao Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head blankly, "Don't raise it."

Ji Wuqin's footsteps paused slightly, he glanced sideways at him, gave a meaningful oh, and then said: "I'll take a look by myself, you don't have to follow me."

Back in the living room, Ji Wuqin squatted in front of the cat's litter holding the charm he got from his senior brother, bowed his head and studied its wagging tail curiously for a while, then reached out and stuck the spell on it.

The cat's tail, which was lazily wagging back and forth, straightened up all of a sudden, and the fur on it exploded. A half-sized little white cat got out of the nest, baring its teeth at Ji Wuqin and threatening snore.

Glancing at Zhao Sheng who wasn't looking his way, Ji Wuqin pointed the kitten's head with his index finger, raised his eyebrows and asked, "The kitten demon who just became a spirit can't practice well in the mountains, what is he doing in the human world?"

The little white cat shook off Ji Wuqin's fingers, pulled off the charm on the tail with its paws, and turned its head proudly to go back into his den, but he couldn't move as soon as his head went in, because the tail was given to him by someone. Hold it down.

"Although human food can temporarily provide you with nutrition, it is not conducive to your cultivation. I saw that you have been enlightened for a while, why don't you find a place to retreat and transform?" Ji Wu saw the kitten in person Stretching out his head and turning to look at him, he said with a smile: "You can open up your spiritual wisdom, which means that your talent is quite high. After decades of cultivation, transforming into form will not be a problem."

Modern demons only have the opportunity to practice transformation if they have opened their spiritual wisdom. Although the aura of the kitten demon is weak, but if he concentrates on cultivation and does not do evil, he still has the opportunity to become a fairy.

Some sects specially accept little monsters who can transform into disciples because they have high comprehension and spirituality.

The kitten was a little dissatisfied with Ji Wuqin's repeated harassment and obstruction, he bared his teeth and said in a vicious tone: "You can control me, let go."

Ji Wuqin clicked his tongue, "Listen to your voice, you are not yet of age, right?"

The kitten closed its eyes and ignored him.

"What does it mean to be in someone else's house? Which one do you like? Brother or brother?"

The kitten became a little annoyed, and raised its paw to catch Ji Wuqian, but before it touched him, a melon seed hit his paw with a strong wind, causing him to groan and burst into tears in pain.

Fu Chen, who was sitting on the sofa, put his paw back on the plate expressionlessly.

There was a sound at the door, Zhao Sheng looked up and said happily, "My brother is back."

Ji Wuqin touched the kitten's head, got up and walked to Fu Chen's side, and looked at the people around Zhao Sheng probing.

This person's facial features are somewhat similar to Zhao Sheng's, but his demeanor is more serious, his face is slightly cold, he wears gold-rimmed glasses, and he wears a suit and leather shoes like an elite.

"This is my brother Zhao Ji." Zhao Sheng warmly introduced them to each other.

Zhao Ji nodded coldly to Ji Wuqin and the two as a greeting.

Ji Wuqin looked him up and down, stroked his chin, frowned and whispered to his senior brother, "Is there too much yin in him?" In his eyes, Zhao Ji seemed to be surrounded by yin, But there was no ghost around him.

really weird.

"Well, there are only a few days to live."