Rebirth of the Strongest Ghost Master

After leaving the coldness of Qi Mansion, he turned around and walked towards a small inn nearby.

Anyway, he has already made up his mind to come here at night, if he can't go in clearly, can't he go in secretly?

He couldn't be sure that he was the young master of the Qi family, after all, he didn't have the slightest memory of the past, but the old Qi's words were still conveyed in his ears.

Regardless of whether he is Qi Leng or not, his bloodline should have a certain relationship with the Qi family. After all, it is not easy to fake bloodline tests.

Leng Ji thought, silently making plans for the night.

......

It was approaching evening at this moment, and there was still a long time before midnight, so Leng Ji decided to take Di Ji to have a meal first.

Leng Ji is happy and at ease, except for the initial unhappiness in Qi Mansion, everything else is fine, but on the other hand, Qi Mansion is in a state of chaos.

Qi Jing's other merits are that he cherishes his life. Leng Ji's previous practice of appearing and disappearing has cast a huge shadow on his mind. What's more, when Leng Ji left, he even pasted a yellow talisman on his forehead. Now that According to what he felt, Zhang Huangfu should have penetrated into his forehead, but he couldn't find any trace, which undoubtedly gave him great panic.

But it just so happened that the old Patriarch was outside that day, and he didn't come back until the evening, when he came back, he was overwhelmed by Qi Jing's howling.

"Master Patriarch, you have to make the decision for us." Qi Jing wailed, with tears and snot in his nose.

Qi Jiucang looked at Qi Jing in front of him impatiently, feeling extremely irritable in his heart.

This son of mine didn't rest for a day, fooling around all day long, not to mention causing troubles everywhere outside, no, he started crying in front of him again, and he didn't know what it was.

However, although Qi Jing did not live up to expectations, Qi Jiucang could not really give up on him. After all, he was his own son, and they were all connected by blood.

The eldest child has only one child, the third child was destined to have no children, and now he has passed away, and now there is only one second child with a newly claimed son, so even if the second child has no future, he is still holding his eyes. I just don't bother to care about the idea of ​​​​seeing nothing.

"What happened again? How old are you, don't just idle around all day." Qi Jiucang frowned and looked at the person in front of him, "I don't know how to stop all day long, and you make troubles for me everywhere. You are also the Qi family after all. My second master, pay attention to your image!"

"Master Patriarch, you can save me! How can I say that he is also your son?" Qi Jing rushed to the old Patriarch with a lot of noise.

He was really scared, not just because of the disappearing yellow talisman and the sense of crisis brought to him by today's coldness, but because he doesn't know what's going on now, his whole body feels cold, and the magic power in his body seems to have stagnated Generally, the ability to control magic power has been completely lost.

"What the hell is going on!" Qi Jiucang looked at Qi Jing's pale face in front of him, and knew in his heart that this person probably caused a lot of trouble again, and he was extremely irritable at the moment, so he could only shout loudly.

Qi Jing shrank back, gritted his teeth, and told the old Patriarch what happened at the gate of Qi Mansion today.

Of course, according to his personality, it is naturally impossible to state the original statement. In order to gain sympathy, he completely distorted the facts, and put the big hat of bullying the Qi family on Leng Ji.

Qi Jiucang naturally knew his character, and didn't expect him to tell the truth, so he just pondered for a moment, then waved his hand, told him that the matter would be resolved, and then told him to go down.

Qi Jing was naturally extremely unwilling, but he didn't dare to refute the old Patriarch's words.

He knew that although he was the old man's biological son, he was only a biological son, and the old man was extremely unfavorable to him, so when he saw what the old man said, he didn't dare to refute, so he had to answer nonuo , and then slowly retreated.

After Qi Jing left, the old man did not immediately deal with the matter as he said before, but slowly sat down on the carved wooden chair in front of him.

The room was quiet, the old owner's eyes flickered, and he held the cup on the table and slowly rubbed the mouth of the cup. He didn't know what he was thinking, and after a long while, he slowly opened his mouth to an empty darkness in the room, "Okay, Don't come down after everyone has left?"

The room was eerily quiet for a moment. The old Patriarch reached out to pick up the teacup and took a sip of water, "I've been here for so long, so I naturally heard what he said. Although he is my son, I won't cover it up."

As soon as the old Patriarch finished speaking, he saw a figure suddenly appearing in the dark corner before.

"Patriarch's observation skills are quite good." Leng Leng smiled, not at all embarrassed by being discovered, but walked to the table unceremoniously, reached for a cup of tea, took a sip calmly, and turned to sit on the chair to watch With the old master.

The old Patriarch's originally indifferent face froze the moment he saw Leng Ji, and his hand holding the teacup trembled a little. He never expected that it would be Leng Ji hiding in the dark.

In fact, Lengji's concealment level is very good. Originally, the old Patriarch didn't discover his existence, but the Di Ji who was brought before by Naihe sensed the danger at this time, and moved a little restlessly.

Di Ji's actions naturally caused energy fluctuations in the surroundings, so the old Patriarch quickly discovered Leng Ji hiding in the darkness, and naturally knew in his heart that these eight achievements were the people Qi Jing had angered before.

Before seeing Leng Ji, he also made many guesses about this seemingly powerful person hiding in the dark, but after thinking about it, he never thought that the person hiding in the dark was actually his grandson Qi Leng.

"The Patriarch looks surprised?" Leng Ji looked at the old Patriarch with a smile.

"What is the old Patriarch, Grandpa?" Qi Jiucang's originally surprised face suddenly became a little dumbfounded after hearing Leng Ji's words.

"Sorry, I lost a memory and don't remember you."

"Don't remember? I don't remember, how do you know that you are still Qi Leng." After seeing his grandson, the old Patriarch became more natural, quite jokingly.

"Actually, I don't remember. My name is Leng Ji now." Leng Ji stated the fact indifferently, "A while ago I found myself in the woods for no reason, and I didn't remember anything after waking up."

The old Patriarch nodded when he heard the words, but he didn't look very surprised, but he was a little worried, "I'm afraid your illness has gotten worse."

Leng Ji didn't make a sound, only he knew that it wasn't that his illness was getting worse, but that he was not from this world in the first place, but he couldn't tell the old Patriarch this fact, so he didn't speak, but just acquiesced to the old Patriarch's statement.

Seeing that Leng Ji didn't speak, the old master knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't say much, just sighed and said, "Your second uncle is not very serious, you should pay attention."

"It's nothing, I've already taught him a lesson." Leng Ji said indifferently, as if he hadn't done anything important.

But in fact, only he himself knows that he has indeed taught this person a lesson, and this lesson will definitely make him very deep. You must know that he is the one who doesn't make a move, and makes that person bad luck if he makes a move.

Seeing what he said, the old Patriarch felt more pity for him in his heart. He looked at Leng Ji, then seemed to think of something, and asked casually, "Your second uncle said before that you made a magic formation?"

Leng Ji looked at the old man in front of him with some amusement, and looked at him nervously.

Seeing Leng Ji, the old Patriarch turned his head and looked at him with a smile in his eyes, his old face turned red suddenly, and his fingers rubbed against the rim of the cup unconsciously, quite embarrassed.

Leng Ji just smiled and didn't answer, as smart as him, how could he fail to see what the old Patriarch really meant.

The old Patriarch obviously wanted to ask himself if he had awakened his magic power because he had used the phantom array.

He was obviously worried about his grandson, but he asked in such a cryptic manner. He was obviously worried that he would hurt his grandson by saying something wrong. I have to say that this old Patriarch really loves his grandson very much.

"Of course." Leng Ji smiled, took a sip of tea calmly under the eager eyes of the old Patriarch, and then said slowly.

"then you......"

"There is no awakening magic power." Leng Ji looked at the old Patriarch with a smile.

What he said was the truth, none of the means he used was the result of magic power, and naturally it was not the awakening of magic power.

The old Patriarch obviously didn't expect that what he got would be such a result, and the originally high-spirited look became a little depressed.

Although Qi Leng has never awakened his magical power, he is still his beloved grandson in his heart, but no matter how much he loves him, he is already old now.

Once an accident happened to him one day, Qi Leng, who had no magic power, would naturally be difficult to get along with in the Qi family.

The old Patriarch sighed but didn't say much.

Leng Ji looked at him with a smile, and said after a while, "But I made that phantom array myself."

"You made it yourself, how is this possible, don't you have no awakened magic power?" The old Patriarch was obviously surprised by Leng Ji's words, and there was a hint of expectation in his heart.

Leng Ji put down the teacup slowly, took out a white handkerchief and wiped his fingers slowly, and put the handkerchief into his bosom after a long while, with an inscrutable look on his face, "I don't know if you know Taoist priests, grandpa. "