It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

Feng Quan stood in front of the tombstone, reached out and tapped the tombstone three times.

After a while, the photo on the tombstone moved, and an old man poked his head out from inside to look out.Feng Quan squatted halfway, and said with a smile:

"Master, hello."

The old man looked at Feng Quan and squinted one eye, "Who are you?"

"A household check." Feng Quan looked at the tombstone, "Mr. Cheng?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The old man's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to pick the tombstone, "How do you know me?"

Feng Quan pointed to the tombstone, "It's written on it."

The old man sighed faintly, "Now, really, it's not easy to find someone who can talk."

Feng Quan sat down on the side and looked at the old man, "Why didn't you go to reincarnate, old man? I think you have merits and virtues in you, and you have arranged things so well after death. There should be nothing unfinished."

"Of course I can't reincarnate." The old man rested his chin on the tombstone, "If I leave too, our Cheng family will lose anyone. Who will remember me in the future?"

Feng Quan said: "But if you don't leave, will anything change?"

The old man sighed, "I've been waiting. I've been out every night and I've been sitting outside the house waiting—oh, that's where you sit, young man."

Feng Quan looked down, he was sitting on the ground in front of the tombstone.

"What are you waiting for? For future generations?"

The old man suddenly felt aggrieved, and said hummingly: "I can't wait, I know I can't wait, hum..."

Feng Quan: "..."

He didn't know how to comfort him, so he looked at the little old man lying on the tombstone and wiped his tears aggrievedly.The old man cried for a while and said:

"My son likes men, and I don't even have a grandson."

Feng Quan felt that he could really cause trouble for himself.

When he meets a ghost who has something on his mind, he will chat with him. He can listen to the other person patiently, but in the end he will always find something for himself to do.

Sure enough, after the old man finished crying, he went on to say:

"Young man, do me a favor!"

Feng Quan: "...Okay, tell me."

The old man said: "I want to go out to find my son, you take me out, I want to meet a girl outside, and a good one will be my son's wife!"

Feng Quan was speechless: "Doesn't your son like men?"

The old man snorted, "I don't care! I'm going to look for it! You can't just agree to ghost matters. You have already agreed, so you have to help me!"

"Okay." Feng Quan sighed, and clicked on the page in his hand, and the information about the old man was recorded on it.He touched his bosom, but found nothing else, only one that he had prepared for last night, although he couldn't use it...

"Hey, why don't you attach here first?"

"what is this?"

"……chewing gum."

The old man looked disgusted, but he had no choice, and finally got himself into this "chewing gum".

After Yin Cong finished the task for him, Feng Quan went back to meet Yin Cong.Back home together, the "chewing gum" in his pocket suddenly floated out by itself.

Feng Quan heard the old man's voice: "The one over there is my son's home!"

Feng Quan paused slightly and looked to the side.

The house next door that has been empty for a long time, its original owner is called...

"Is your son called Cheng Guang?"

The old man was surprised and said, "You know again? My son's name is Cheng Guang, and my name is Cheng Lin."

Feng Quan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yin Cong, who was walking beside him, suddenly said, "What is that?"

Feng Quan followed his gaze and saw "chewing gum" flying in the air.He was slightly startled, and quickly reached out to grab it and stuffed it into his pocket, coughed lightly, and said:

"No, nothing."

Yin Cong looked at him suspiciously, but fortunately he didn't pursue it, and walked into the room first.

A few days later, Yin Cong finished dealing with the matter, and the two got on the plane to the capital.

He changed the body of the old man Cheng Lin early in the morning, and put a pen in his pocket.From the moment he boarded the plane, Cheng Lin shouted excitedly:

"This is an airplane! I took it once before, and I couldn't vomit, and then I took a car. This time I won't get airsick, so I'm so kind."

Feng Quan said: "Be careful, don't come out, otherwise, once the plane takes off, your weight will be left behind, and you won't be able to keep up."

Cheng Lin walked around curiously, then went back into the pen.Feng Quan and Yin Cong found their seats and sat down, and the plane took off not long after.

Yin Cong sat by the window and looked outside.

Feng Quan asked concerned: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Yin Cong shook his head, "It's okay."

Feng Quan asked for a blanket, covered their legs, and put his arms around Yin Cong's waist.

"I'll sleep next to you for a while." Feng Quan leaned on his shoulder and blinked.

Yin Cong helped him adjust a more comfortable posture, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Feng Quan smiled and closed his eyes.

He had a dream.

The weird old man of his master was always coming and going in the mountains and forests. Before that, he didn't know the relationship between his master and the Feng family, so that he could go in and out mysteriously at will.

But in this dream, he saw his master walking alone on a mountain trail he had never seen before.

The old man was wearing a brown jacket, his white hair was tied in a pigtail, and he walked crookedly.

Then the figure suddenly blurred, and the figure gradually disappeared, turning into a spiritual energy flowing in the air, and dispersed a little far away.

Feng Quan's gaze followed the master over the mountains and bushes, and came to a small thatched cottage with a quiet surrounding.The figure of the old man gathered again and pushed open the door.

There is only a wooden bed inside.

There is a person lying on it.

Feng Quan looked over, slightly surprised. ——This turned out to be Yin Cong.

Yin Cong is different from now.It seems to be more youthful, not physically, but spiritually.He seemed to be asleep, wearing a dark blue robe, his face was pale, and he was lying on it, soundlessly.

Feng Quan walked over, wanting to reach out and touch Yin Cong's face who was lying down.

But then he woke up, opened his eyes, and saw a lively Yin Cong sitting next to him, with downcast eyebrows and a book on his lap.

Feng Quan stretched out his hand and touched the other person's face.

Yin Cong looked over suspiciously, Feng Quan smiled, got up and squeezed Yin Cong's shoulders.It didn't take long for the destination to arrive.

Kyoto.

The most prosperous city, most of the dynasties chose to build their capital here.

Those who came to meet him were people from Tianshi's office. Feng Jing didn't come, but a man and a woman came.

"Coincidentally." The female celestial master said, "Long time no see. Liu Yi."

The male celestial master next to him said, "Liu Jianyan."

Feng Quan said with a smile: "Long time no see. Please lead the way."

Liu Yi nodded indifferently, and asked the two to get in the car.

The place Liu Yi and Liu Jianyan wanted to take Feng Quan to was the headquarters of the Tianshi Division in Kyoto.