Buddhist Evil Wife

Feng Yin said modestly: "It's just a small palace master. Compared with Lin's status as an emperor, my palace master is nothing!"

Xia Houlin smiled, stopped asking about his identity, and pulled Xuanyuanyu and Beiming to chat with Fengyin, but Yin sacrificed to heaven in the cold.

Yin Jitian also cared. He didn't know much about what Xuanyuanyu, Beiming and Fengyin said, and he didn't know how to intervene in their conversation, so he could only sit quietly and listen.

However, he noticed that Feng Yin's eyes often looked at Bei Ming, and they stayed for a long time.

This kind of situation made him a little concerned. Fortunately, Feng Yin's eyes were not as enthusiastic as Xia Houlin's when he looked at Bei Ming. It seemed that Feng Yin was just curious about Bei Ming, not because of Bei Ming.

Bei Ming also noticed that Xia Houlin deliberately ignored Yin Jitian, and felt very unhappy, but seeing Yin Jitian's indifferent appearance, the anger was much lessened because of this.

In order not to let the boy feel bored, he cuts the fairy fruit from time to time to satisfy the boy's hunger.

This move made Xia Houlin jealous.

Xuanyuan Yu on the side, while talking with Feng Yin, kept looking at Bei Ming and Yin Jitian.

He suddenly understood the meaning of what Shantide said to him on the night of Beiming and Shantide's wedding.

Between him and Shantidea, he didn’t seem to have done anything for Shantidera except for giving him a sword. He didn’t do anything as simple as peeling a fruit. No wonder Shantideva said no. choose yourself.

Xuanyuan Yu kept reflecting on himself in his heart.

Feng Yin didn't expect that a person from the realm of comprehension would have such broad knowledge that he, a ghost fairy who had lived for thousands of years, would be able to talk eloquently with him.

When he saw Xuanyuan Yu looking at Beiming and Yin Jitian absent-mindedly, he also noticed the relationship between the four of them.

In just half a stick of incense, he found out that Xia Houlin loved Beiming, Xuanyuan Yu liked that young man from Jitian, and Beiming and that young man seemed to be in a relationship with Taoists, and the behavior of the two was very close.

At this moment, Xia Houlin yawned!

Feng Yin raised his eyebrows: "It's not early, everyone should rest early, in a few days, I will take you to visit other landlords in Hell!"

Yin Jitian silently turned his eyes to the outside of the hall, looking at the dark sky.

I really want to ask Feng Yin, from what point did he see that it was getting late?

Feng Yin turned to see Steward Li: "Li Yan, bring the elixir to remove Yin Qi!"

Li Guanshi hurriedly took out a bottle of elixir from the interspatial ring and put it on the table, and explained: "My lords, this bottle is a elixir for removing yin energy, and it can prevent the four lords from getting ghost energy in hell!"

Xia Houlin was startled: "Ghost energy?"

"Well! If a mortal stays in Hell for a long time, he will become a corpse that does not look like a human being or a ghost, and will be afraid of exposure. If he is a cultivator, then a decent monk will easily become a ghost cultivator. so……"

Li Guanshi turned to Beiming and the three of them: "Please don't meditate here, three young masters!"

Xia Houlin was surprised and said: "The consequences are so serious!"

After Xuanyuan Yu thanked Feng Yinyin, he poured out the pill and distributed it to the other three.

After taking the pill, the four left the hall.

The gentleness in Feng Yin's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a stern look.

"Li Yan, have you noticed any aura in the boy surnamed Bei?"

Li Guanshi was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "No!"

Feng Yin frowned: "Maybe your cultivation level is not enough!"

Guanshi Li opened his lips, wanting to refute, but seeing the sullen look on his master's face, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

He was puzzled!

No matter what I say, I am also a ghost fairy, and my cultivation level must be higher than that of the surname Bei. Why does the master say that his cultivation level is not enough?

Feng Yin pondered for a moment, then ordered: "Entertain them well, if they need anything, just satisfy them, if you need our help, you must get things done!"

Li Guanshi did not expect his master to be so kind to people in the mortal world and the cultivation world!

"My lord, why do you treat them so well!"

Feng Yin glanced at him deeply: "You don't understand!"

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The four of them returned to the backyard of the guest room and went back to their rooms.

As soon as he entered the door, Yin Jitian immediately threw Beiming on the bed, and covered his face with the quilt: "I really want to cover your face so that you don't get caught up everywhere!"

Beiming tore away the quilt, pinched the tip of his nose in amused but helpless way, and said, "Who am I hooking up with?"

Yin Jitian snorted coldly: "Didn't you notice that Lord Fengyin has been watching you?"

Beiming said with a smile: "I noticed, but I can be sure that he definitely didn't mean to like me!"

He thought for a while: "Maybe he thinks I look familiar, so he will look at me more!"

"Not necessarily! No matter what, it's better to be careful. By the way, there is no problem with the pill just now, right?"

Yin Jitian didn't think that Feng Yin had been staring at Beiming all the time, it was really because Beiming had a kind face.

Moreover, there are few people who can match Beiming's handsome face. If there is really someone who looks similar to Beiming, I believe Fengyin would have recognized it long ago. After all, Beiming's appearance is outstanding, it will not be so easy Make people forget.

A smile flashed in Bei Ming's eyes: "Is it too late for you to ask this now?"

Yin Jitian took out the elixir hidden deep in his mouth: "I don't dare to eat it indiscriminately!"

He believed that Bei Ming and Xuanyuan Yu would not take it indiscriminately, and they must have swallowed the medicine to make sure that there was really no problem with it.

Bei Ming stuffed the medicine back into his mouth: "There is no problem with the pill!"

Yin Jitian swallowed the elixir and asked curiously, "Who is the master of Hall 88? Is his official position high?"

Bei Ming squinted his eyes: "Yes! In the mortal world, it is equivalent to a second-rank official!"

Surprise appeared on Yin Jitian's face: "The official position is so high! Then why is it called the master of Hall 88?"

"There are 99 floors in hell, and each floor has a hall master. Then, there are 99 hall masters in charge of hell, and the affairs of each hall are different! It is said that the ninth floor of No.90 is Hades Hall."

Yin Jitian sneered: "I don't know what kind of shit luck Xia Houlin has had to be a high-ranking official."

Beiming laughed and said, "Why don't you say that Lord Fengyin climbed up to the emperor Xia Houlin!"

Hearing this, Yin Jitian glared at him: "You actually speak for Xia Houlin!"

Looking at the cheeky little face, Bei Ming couldn't help laughing, pressed his head down with a smile, and sucked his puffy little lips.

However, as soon as the two lips were pressed together, there was a creaking sound from the window.

The two stopped their movements, looked at each other, quickly sat up, and saw today's fairy monster jumping in from the window.

Seeing the two people on the bed staring at him, Xian Yaoshou shivered in fear.

He couldn't help taking a step back, and then thought of something, quickly closed the window, and then knelt down in front of them, Yiyi Yaya, like a dumb man, gesticulating his hands and feet excitedly.

Bei Ming hurriedly used his spiritual power to open a soundproof barrier, and asked Yin Jitian, "What is it talking about?"

Yin Jitian looked at this eight-legged fairy beast and shook his head: "I don't understand what it's talking about!"

The fairy beast in front of him didn't send a sound transmission, and he didn't speak to him in animal language. It seemed that he was really just a mute.

Immediately, the fairy monster became agitated when he heard this.

It didn't know how to express itself so that Yin Jitian could understand what he said.

Beiming squinted his eyes and asked softly, "Can you write?"

The fairy beast paused, its eyes brightened, and it nodded vigorously.

Yin Jitian ordered: "Then come here! Write down what you want to say!"

After getting permission, the fairy beast hurriedly came to Yin Jitian, and on the ground, with one stroke at a time, simply wrote: "I have been sealed by ghosts and immortals, so I can't transmit sound to you, and my throat is also blocked. The lock around the neck is locked, and I can't speak!"

Before Beiming left, he squatted down and observed the animal lock around its neck, then shook his head: "This is a magic weapon of the immortal rank. I'm just an ordinary cultivator, and I can't unlock this animal lock."

The fairy beast's eyes dimmed, and it wrote on the ground: "Don't dare to trouble your lord!"

Yin Jitian continued to look at his animal lock pen as if he didn't see what it wrote, and then, using his mental power, poked inside.