It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

Feng Quan nodded and said, "That's right."

The other party said: "Then trouble you to take us..."

"Gathering social forces and conveying the spirit of the rule of law, this is the exclusive title of 'morality and the rule of law' in Jinjiang Literature City."

other side:"……"

Feng Quan looked to the side of the TV.

Yin never knew when he finished his meditation and came to the living room, held up the remote control, saw several people looking over, and explained:

"It's show time."

Feng Jing looked at Yin Cong and narrowed his eyes.

This person... gave him a very strange feeling, as if he was out of place with the surroundings, and when the other person appeared and walked to the TV, he didn't realize it at all, he was obviously in the same living room.

Feng Jing asked with great interest:

"This is...the parent?"

Feng Quan couldn't help turning black when he heard the word "parent", "It's not a parent, friend."

"That's it," Feng Jing nodded, "Then let this friend come with us, we don't want to take away other people's children alone."

Yin never refused, and nodded lightly, "It's not 'this friend', it's just Feng Quan's friend."

It means that he doesn't admit that Feng Jing called him a "friend", even if Feng Jing meant that he didn't really treat Yin Cong who met once as a friend, but obviously Yin Cong didn't say anything about the scene here.

Feng Quan was flattered.It seems that even though he is disgusted by Yin Cong every day, he still has some status in Yin Cong's heart.

Thinking about it this way, I am a little happy.

It was cloudy outside, with clouds billowing overhead, as if it was brewing, and a downpour was about to fall soon.

Feng Quan and Yin got out of the car at Tianshi's place.

Feng Quan was still grinning from ear to ear thinking about what happened in the car before——Yin Cong, who always disliked him, seemed to finally not dislike him anymore!

Feng Jing and his teammates sat in the front row, while Feng Quan and Yin Cong sat in the back.Feng Quan had already sat down, while Yin Cong stood at the car door with a struggling expression on the other side.

After all, they lived together for such a long time, Feng Quan knew what he was struggling with when he saw the other person's expression:

The car at Tianshi's place, the seat hadn't been changed for an unknown period of time, and it was gray and shiny, covered with a layer of dried sludge. —— It is impossible for Yin Cong to let his "respectful buttocks" fall on it.

He sat in the middle, patted his thighs and waved at Yin Cong:

"Why don't you come in, do you want to sit here?"

He just wanted to tease Yin Cong, but he didn't expect to see some emotion on Yin Cong's face.

But the polite Yin never could do such an outrageous thing as sitting on someone else's lap, he said to Feng Quan:

"Can I borrow your coat? I'll buy you a new one."

Feng Quan finally had a better understanding of Yin Cong's fluff, but it was impossible for him to let go of such a good opportunity to take revenge on Yin Cong.

He pretended to be embarrassed: "Yes, you don't need to buy a new one, just wash it for me. Just... It must be washed very clean, and it must be washed by hand. After washing, there should be no wrinkles, and then use some incense. Better."

It's a pity that Yin Cong didn't find it troublesome at all, but took it for granted. "Can."

The celestial master in front who was with Feng Jing looked at Feng Quan in the rearview mirror, with an expression of "such a handsome young man is so motherly, and still wants incense, it's unbelievable".

Yin Cong agreed to wash his own clothes, so Feng Quan had to take off his coat and spread it on the seat.While maintaining the action of serving Yin Cong, he felt strangely in his heart that he seemed to have seen such a scene somewhere before.

Yin Cong said seriously after sitting down, "Thank you."

Feng Quan remembered the feeling of deja vu.

[Xiao Huaxian never touches any dirty things, only eats the dew under the first morning light in the mountains, and lives in a clean and tidy small house made of the freshest petals in early spring.It never lands on the ground with dirt, and when she goes somewhere, the flowers will clean it up in advance and lay fresh flowers to welcome her! 】

Feng Quan gradually distorted his face due to holding back his laughter, Yin Cong sat down and said with concern:

"what happened?"

Feng Quan waved his hand, "Nothing, nothing."

Apart from Feng Jing and his partner called "Hu Zi", there were no other public officials who came to investigate in No. [-] Middle School.However, those who can enter the Tianshi are all elites selected from various regions, and there is no need for a large number of people to deal with it.

Feng Quan acted as a tour guide, introduced a few people involved in the accident to Feng Jing and Hu Zi, walked to the place where Wang Qianqian jumped off the building, and took a look——

He saw Lan Xiang standing with a monk.

Feng Quan turned his head and said to Feng Jing: "The person I know is over there, let's go over there."

Feng Jing said: "Then I'll go there with you."

Huzi, who was standing there, looked at Yin Cong, who was five meters away from him with a face that was not close to strangers.

Lan Xiang didn't know why, but she was a little irritable.Feng Quan called out to the other party, he turned his head and said pleasantly:

"Hey! Feng Quan! Why are you here? I heard that the school is closed?"

Feng Quan: "Assist them in investigating. Why are you here too?"

"Ham, don't mention it," Lan Xiang murmured towards the place surrounded by a monk for chanting sutras. "...I feel a little annoying."

Feng Quan said in a low voice: "The school also invited monks and Taoist priests to practice together? It's a little unethical. He steals your business?"

"Oh, no." Lan Xiang said, "That's my dad."

Feng Quan: "..."

He glanced suspiciously at the shiny head even on cloudy days, and looked back at Lan Xiang's long hair reaching his waist: "...Are you right? Your father?"

Feng Quan always thought that Lan Xiang's family was engaged in ghost hunting, maybe it was a family of celestial masters he had never heard of, or a family of Huoju Taoists for generations, which made sense.

The origin of the misunderstanding was that when he first met Lan Xiang, Liang Xingcheng introduced that the reason why the other party was in the Taoist Temple was because of his family background.

But now it seems... "The origin of family education?" Feng Quan asked.

"Hey, different paths lead to the same goal. For the survival of my beautiful hair, I chose to take a long look. It's all about practice, not cultivation."

Feng Quan: "I believe your fallacy."

Lan Xiang said with a bitter face: "What to do, help me find a way, my father found out that I went to take a look at it, and now he insists on arresting me for a haircut, and he will go after the supernatural power is over."

"Don't worry," Feng Quan comforted, "After cutting your hair, go to Mr. Liang's to borrow a wig. After you take off the wig, you can still go to the temple to eat and eat. From then on, you will be mixed with Buddhism and Taoism."

Lan Xiang returned to him what Feng Quan had said: "I believe your nonsense."

Feng Jing and Hu Zi walked to the ground where Wang Qianqian jumped off the building and observed for a long time, Feng Quan walked over and said:

"Ah, it's here. She jumped from it. The student Lu Yuan also fell from here. I don't know if there is any connection."

Feng Jing heard the words and said with great interest: "Oh? Are you not afraid of these strange powers?"

Feng Quan had a look of extensive experience, "Is there anything in the novel? I've seen it all. Don't worry, there's nothing worth worrying about."

Feng Jing said with interest: "You also like to read novels, and I also like to read novels. We know each other. How about adding a friend?"

Feng Quan: "...Okay."

Mistake, Feng Quan thought.

His current name is the same as before, and he doesn't really know how to act. It is certain that Feng Jing, a cousin who has been in contact with him for a long time, will pay attention to him now.However, Feng Quan felt that since he was reborn, he had been a little...letting himself go. At least someone took care of him before. Limp on the ground... For this kind of thing, you don't need to set an example, be strict at all times, he feels that he is very different from his previous image.

Even Feng Jing probably wouldn't be able to recognize it.

In order to prevent Feng Jing from making friends with himself because of his name, Feng Quan deliberately boasted about his "knowledge reserve" acquired from reading novels.Because of his second uncle, Feng Jing has always disliked arrogant and arrogant people who are obviously incompetent, so logically, he shouldn't want to exchange contact information with him.

But now that this is the case, Feng Quan still saves Feng Jing's contact information, and the note is "Hua Lao No. [-]".

Of course, "Talk No. [-]" is the second fat.

Yin, who doesn't like to get too close to people, stood beside Feng Quan like a bug all the way down, Feng Quan felt very relieved.He leaned over and was about to say something to him, when he moved his gaze upwards involuntarily, he saw a thin figure standing under a cloud on the roof of the teaching building.

Standing on the edge of the roof, an expressionless face looked down.

Feng Quan's pupils shrank slightly.

But in the next moment, he realized that it was not a person, but a ghost.He continued his previous actions, approached Yin and teased in his ear:

"Do you think I'm much better than others and not so disliked by others?"

Yin Cong was uncomfortable for a moment because of Feng Quan's approach, and when he heard the content of the words, he disagreed:

"When did I dislike you?"

After speaking, the body froze.

Feng Quan took his hand.

These hands are very soft and soft, they must not have worked much, the nails are short and round, barely sticking to the fingertips, scratching a bit itchy. ——Feng Quan is writing in the palm of his hand.

Over there, Huzi saw that Feng Quan and Yin Cong seemed close, so he couldn't help asking Feng Jing:

"Captain, are those two a couple, otherwise they are so sticky, let's go to Feng that boy... Uh, your surname is also Feng, when we went to Feng Quan's house, there was a man named Yin Cong who had no blood relationship People who are related to each other are so casual in other people's homes."

Feng Jing squinted at him, "Why do you manage so much? Eight generations of ancestors want to know. It's a pity not to be a matchmaker."

Huzi scratched his head, "Ha, I just haven't seen two men fall in love yet, so I'm making such a fuss."

As a result, in the blink of an eye, only Yin Cong was left there, and Feng Quan didn't know where to go.

Huzi asked suspiciously, "Hey, where's little brother Fengquan?"

Yin Cong was staring at his hand in a daze, without answering him.Feng Jing said in an incomprehensible tone, "Maybe he went to the bathroom."