After lifting the lid of the coffin, I started hunting ghosts to make money

【Chapter 45】

I saw Lu Zhaolu's expression was frank. In his mouth, the word "like" was like eating and drinking, which was natural.

Naturally, it became more and more obvious that this ghost cared too much.

Si Jiang: "..."

Si Jiang was silent.

He stared at Lu Zhaolu in silence for a moment, then turned his head, pretending he hadn't heard anything.

Losing his appetite, Si Jiang got up from his chair and went downstairs.

Behind him, Lu Zhaolu lowered his eyes and stood motionless, his eyes dim.

As soon as he got downstairs, Si Jiang saw Yan Chenghuan and Qi Bing who had been waiting outside the store for an unknown how long.

Seeing Si Jiang, Yan Chenghuan immediately had a shy smile on his face, and said softly, "Master, have you had breakfast?"

Si Jiang didn't return, he frowned and looked at Qi Bing.

Qi Bing smiled charmingly, stepped forward, opened his arms, ready to hug his male god without even thinking about it.

The latter quickly took a step back and quickly dodged.

A certain ghost looked at Qi Bing with a frown, and his expression was not very good-looking.

Yan Chenghuan, who was at the side, looked at Si Jiang's solemn expression, and hesitantly whispered to him, "Ah Bing, he insisted on following... Said... Said that he finally got a neutral position, even if he hit a ghost, uh... You must also follow the master."

Si Jiang: "..."

After Yan Chenghuan finished speaking, Qi Bing, who was standing on the side, stepped forward very cooperatively, and said to a certain ghost with an innocent face: "I will never cause trouble for the master~ Besides, if there is one more person, then Isn't it just one more person to help?... If the male god wants to kill, I will dig a hole for the male god and bury it. If the male god just wants to kill, then I will stand by and pass the knife for the male god—”

Qi Bing said to Si Jiang with a smile, his expression was very sincere.

Yan Chenghuan who was listening beside him was terrified.

Si Jiang didn't respond.

Because he never buried a murder, let alone a knife.Killing people with a knife, and then burying and destroying the corpses, that's what a human being would do.

As a ghost, he would never do it.

If he wanted to kill someone, he would just reach out and strangle him to death.

Too much trouble with a knife.

Qi Bing saw Si Jiang standing there indifferently, so he pursed his lips, put on a cute and pitiful look and said, "Just let me follow to see..."

Si Jiang: "..."

Seeing that Si Jiang still didn't respond, Qi Bing grabbed his hand and shook it gently.

Qi Bing: "Please~"

This time, a certain ghost finally responded.

Si Jiang: "... let go."

Qi Bing: "No."

Si Jiang: "..."

A vein twitched on his forehead.

At this time, Qi Bing's psychological activity: AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnI really want to take off my pants and put the male god's hand on my own nipples!

Although he didn't know what Qi Bing was thinking, but looking at Qi Bing's strange expression, Si Jiang could completely guess that he would absolutely not like what was on his mind.

Thinking of this, a certain ghost's face turned dark again.

As a ghost, because it was so popular, after possessing the body of a living person, I specially picked a very average-looking one.

Although the eldest apprentice Liao Ming hoped that his master could change into a better-looking body more than once, but because he didn't like being pestered by others, he never thought of changing his body.

It's just that I didn't expect... Even so, I was still pestered by someone.

It's enough for Lu Zhaolu who knows what his real body looks like, what is the situation of this person in front of him?

Why do you like Jin Zhiguo's face?It's so unbelievable.

Could it be that, in fact, he has a heavy taste, and he just likes this kind of body and face that looks very ordinary and has no distinctive features from head to toe?

Si Jiang didn't know that Jin Zhiguo really didn't have any special features.

No matter in terms of appearance, temperament, or even height, she was extremely mediocre.

However... after being possessed by him, the aura and temperament of 'Jin Zhiguo' changed dramatically in an instant.

It is true that the appearance cannot be changed by being possessed, but the temperament and aura are naturally emitted from the inside out.

Although his appearance did not change, from the feeling, he was already a completely different person.

At this moment, Si Jiang stared at Qi Bing's wrist with a dark face, and just as he was about to throw Qi Bing away with a dark face, at this moment, Lu Zhaolu appeared with a cold face.

Lu Zhaolu stood behind a certain ghost with a sullen face, stretched out his hand, grabbed Qi Bing's wrist, and pulled Qi Bing's hand away forcefully and slowly.

Lu Zhaolu's strength is extremely strong, with an undeniable posture.

Lu Zhaolu's voice was cold: "Don't touch it randomly."

Qi Bing smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Qi Bing tilted his head and asked: "...Why can you touch it, but I can't?"

Lu Zhaolu ignored it.

Lu Zhaolu ignored Qi Bing directly, as if he didn't hear him.But a certain ghost standing beside him couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

If Qi Bing didn't say anything, he hasn't noticed yet.

Indeed... why would other people feel disgusted and disgusted by Lu Zhaolu's touch?

Could it be that... Lu Zhaolu cast a curse on him?

A certain ghost frowned and murmured.

He was very puzzled.

On the other side, Qi Bing and Lu Zhaolu looked at each other, disgusted with each other.

The scene was once frozen and rigid.

Yan Chenghuan, who was standing in front of the car, watched the scene in front of him, hesitated, and interjected in a low voice, saying, "Uh...Everyone...can we get in the car first?"

Hearing the sound, Qi Bing snorted softly, and then looked away from Lu Zhaolu.

He turned around and opened the door of the back seat, and said to Si Jiang enthusiastically, "God~ Let's sit in the back~ If you get sleepy then, you can put your head on my lap..."

Before Qi Bing could finish speaking, a bright yellow talisman was pasted directly on his forehead.

Qi Bing's voice stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Zhaolu turned his face slightly and looked in Yan Chenghuan's direction.

...the meaning is self-evident.

Yan Chenghuan was stunned for a moment, then understood.

He silently mourned for Qi Bing for two seconds in his heart, then dragged him to the front passenger seat.

Only then did Lu Zhaolu look away.

Fasten Qi Bing's seat belt, Yan Chenghuan looked at Qi Bing who was sitting on the seat and couldn't move, and sighed slightly in his heart.

There are so many men in the world that you can like, why do you have to like a married man... and the kind that you can't even touch.

However, although this master was ordinary in appearance, it was strange that he was extremely popular with men.

This master's boyfriend, with his appearance and imposing manner, is not an ordinary person at first glance.

Yan Cheng thought happily.

Outside the car, a certain ghost suddenly sneezed.

Hearing Si Jiang's sneeze, Lu Zhaolu immediately frowned.

Subconsciously, Lu Zhaolu was about to take off his coat, but he stopped him.

Si Jiang stretched out his hand to block it: "No need."

Lu Zhaolumo, gloomyly took back his coat.

He took back his coat, and the three of them got into the car with one ghost.

The space in the luxury car is very spacious, and the back seat is so spacious that one person can even lie down.

As soon as Si Jiang got into the car, Yan Chenghuan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head, smiled at him and said, "I'm afraid that the master will be uncomfortable, so I drove a new car here."

Si Jiang sat firmly in the back seat and didn't answer.

He looked around the car calmly, then quickly looked away.

Sure enough, there was also a faint ghostly aura floating in the car.

Yan Chenghuan sat in the driver's seat and lowered his head to set the destination, and then said to Si Jiang without looking back: "Our village is a bit far from here, it may take several hours by car, if Master is sleepy on the way, Master Just tell me, and I'll put the baffle down."

Si Jiang replied indifferently, expressing his understanding.

Yan Chenghuan smiled shyly and drove the car. He said in his mouth: "Because the manager usually drives, so I haven't touched the steering wheel for a long time. If there are any bumps on the road, I hope the master will take care of it." .”

Si Jiang didn't reply.

Although they only got along for half a day, Yan Chenghuan almost knew a thing or two about a certain ghost's temperament.

Bad temper, few words.

Seeing that Si Jiang didn't reply, Yan Chenghuan didn't continue talking.

Yan Chenghuan took a deep breath and drove the car out of Heping Street.

At the beginning, because it was in an urban area where there were many cars, Yan Chenghuan was afraid of bumping into other cars, so he drove very slowly along the way.

Yan Chenghuan drove cautiously on the road in the urban area, moving forward like a snail.

He held the steering wheel carefully all the way, until he left the urban area, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Yan Chenghuan was sitting in the driver's seat, with cold sweat dripping down his back, "It's been a long time since I've held the steering wheel. I just drove for such a distance, and my legs are so scared..."

After speaking, he turned his head.

Yan Chenghuan turned his head to look at Si Jiang who was sitting in the back seat, and said weakly, "Well, master...can I delay driving for a while? My legs are weak."

A certain ghost is impatient.

He never liked wasting time.

So, Si Jiang directly raised his chin in Qi Bing's direction and said, "Let him drive."

Yan Chenghuan said yes, but when he turned off the engine and was about to get out of the car and change seats with Qi Bing, he remembered something.

Yan Chenghuan stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Qi Bing's forehead, hesitantly said: "Then his..."

Si Jiang: "Take it off."

Yan Chenghuan whispered, "Your boyfriend shouldn't mind, right?"

Si Jiang's eyelids twitched.

Si Jiang: "What boyfriend?"

Yan Chenghuan reached out and pointed at Lu Zhaolu.

Si Jiang: "..."

A certain ghost smiled instead of anger.

A certain ghost: "Do you want to die?"

Yan Chenghuan immediately withdrew his fingers.

Although he didn't quite understand why Si Jiang was angry, looking at the latter's murderous eyes, Yan Chenghuan immediately fell silent.

Yan Chenghuan closed his mouth obediently, not daring to say another word.

Yan Chenghuan got out of the car, walked to the passenger seat, opened the door, and then reached out to remove the talisman on Qi Bing's forehead.

The talisman was peeled off, and Qi Bing, who held back all the way, immediately said without thinking: "The male god is the best QAQ, the male god—"

Si Jiang: "Shut up and go drive."

Qi Bing let out a cry, wagged his tail, and happily switched to the driving seat next to him.

Switching to the driving position, Qi Bing activated the accelerator fluently and quickly, and then said, "Sit down."

Yan Chenghuan put on her seat belt obediently and sat upright.

As for the one person and one ghost sitting in the back row, there was... no response.

Qi Bing skillfully drove the car body. While driving, he couldn't help but said to Si Jiang: "If I arrive at the destination an hour earlier, can you give me a reward?"

Si Jiang raised his eyelids halfway.

Qi Bing sat in the driver's seat, his face full of spring.

Qi Bing: "I don't want much, just a kiss is enough QwQ~"

With a dark face, Si Jiang decisively ignored Qi Bing, and immediately looked away without thinking.

Qi Bing: "QAQ..."

Si Jiang turned his head, turned his face, and asked Lu Zhaolu who was sitting next to him.

Si Jiang: "Do you have a talisman?"

Lu Zhaolu: "...I didn't bring it."

Si Jiang: "Tsk."

……

The car was speeding towards the destination, and after about half an hour, a certain ghost gradually became sleepy.

He propped his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In Si Jiang's creed, he has always been able to sit but not stand, and he can lie down but not sit.

If you can lie in a coffin, you will never lie on a sofa.

Therefore, after realizing that he was sleepy, Si Jiang's first reaction was to turn his head to look at Lu Zhaolu who was sitting quietly by his side.

Turning his head, he saw Lu Zhaolu sitting upright with his back straight.

That unsmiling and rigid appearance is almost the same as his own, looking extremely boring.

Looking at Lu Zhaolu's appearance, a certain ghost really couldn't understand why Lu Zhaolu liked him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Lu Zhaolu for a while without saying a word.

In fact, if you look at it seriously, Lu Zhaolu's appearance is indeed... not bad?

He looks good, is rich, and although his temper is rigid and boring, these two points alone should be enough to make those girls... and boys' hearts.

In his memory, when Lu Zhaolu followed him to the brothel at the age of 17 or 18, many women in the brothel shyly threw their handkerchiefs at Lu Zhaolu.

So... It's not that no one likes Lu Zhaolu, why should he like a ghost?

This taste is really too weird.

If he hadn't forgotten where his bones were, otherwise he really wanted to dig out his bones and let Lu Zhaolu take a good look at them to see if he could still say the word "like" to the pile of bones.

Sensing Si Jiang's gaze, Lu Zhaolu paused slightly, and looked in his direction in bewilderment.

Lu Zhaolu's eyes were pitch black, as deep as a pool of water, clear and waveless.

Lu Zhaolu: "...?"

Si Jiang stared at Lu Zhaolu in silence for a moment.

Si Jiang: "..."

He forgot what he was going to do.

But at this moment, the car suddenly turned sharply.

Si Jiang shook his body, immediately stabilized his body, and then looked in the direction of the driver's seat.

When he looked up, Yan Chenghuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was smiling sadly. He turned around and snatched the steering wheel from Qi Bing's hand, wanting to control the car himself.

Yan Chenghuan has a gentle temperament, and his smile is usually shy, but now Yan Chenghuan has a strange smile and a green light in his eyes.

Apparently, a ghost has taken over.

Qi Bing gripped the steering wheel tightly, blocking Yan Chenghuan's hand, preventing his purpose from succeeding.

Qi Bing shouted: "Male god! Cheng Huan seems to be not quite right!"

After Qi Bing finished speaking, he raised his hand and gave Yan Chenghuan a slap without thinking.

Qi Bing called anxiously: "Cheng Huan wake up!"

Si Jiang sat in his seat without moving, his expression calm.

As long as Lu Zhaolu is there, there is no need for him to act.

Just as Si Jiang expected, after Qi Bing had finished speaking, before he could leave, Lu Zhaolu took out a talisman from his pocket with a blank expression, and then made a formula and began to recite the incantation.

Lu Zhaolu: "He Hao Yin and Yang, the sun rises in the east, and this talisman is ordered to sweep away all ominous omens, spit out the water of samadhi, and look like the light of the sun, to catch monsters and make canopy warriors, to cure diseases and use evil spirits to subdue monsters, Turned into auspiciousness, hurried like a law, ordered—"

Just as Lu Zhaolu finished speaking, 'Yan Chenghuan' screamed with his neck raised, looking extremely painful.

'Yan Chenghuan' hugged his head and kowtowed vigorously on the car window, his forehead was dripping with blood.

'Yan Chenghuan' bumped his head against the car window for a while, seeing that it was useless, he turned his head, stretched out his hand, and reached out to Lu Zhaolu who was sitting in the back seat, trying to scratch Lu Zhaolu's face.

However, before his hand touched Lu Zhaolu's face, he saw a lump in his throat, and the hand he stretched out dropped down along with it.

Like a balloon that was suddenly punctured, 'Yan Chenghuan', who was tossing around in the car just now, suddenly lost his breath.

Seeing this, Qi Bing turned off the car and stopped the car.

Qi Bing reached out and patted Yan Chenghuan's face, frowned, and asked a little worriedly: "Is Cheng Huan okay?"

While talking, Qi Bing stretched out his hand, trying to sniff Tan Yan Chenghuan's breath.

And breath.

Qi Bing let out a long breath.

Qi Bing looked serious, turned around and asked, "What should we do now?"

A certain ghost was really sleepy this time.

Without raising his eyes, he said, "Keep going."

Hearing the sound, Qi Bing pointed at the unconscious Yan Chenghuan who was paralyzed on the passenger seat, and asked, "Then Chenghuan..."

This time it was Lu Zhaolu who spoke.

Lu Zhaolu's voice was indifferent: "He's fine."

Hearing the sound, Qi Bing glanced at Lu Zhaolu quietly.

The male god managed to pay attention to him for a while, why should he plug in a light bulb if he has nothing to do?It's not him who he asked...

Qi Bing looked at Lu Zhaolu with a resentful expression. At this moment, Yan Chenghuan in the passenger seat let out a pained 'uh', rubbed his forehead, and slowly opened his eyes.

Yan Chenghuan pressed his head in bewilderment, and asked, "Why does my head suddenly hurt so much..."

While talking, Yan Chenghuan rubbed his forehead in puzzlement.

He raised his hand and rubbed it, feeling his head was a little wet.

Yan Chenghuan was puzzled, withdrew his hand and looked down.

... The blood on one hand instantly caught his eyes.

Yan Chenghuan looked at the blood on his hands, swayed, and almost fainted from fright.

Yan Chenghuan took a deep breath and stabilized his body.

Then, he asked at a loss: "...what happened to me just now? Why can't I remember at all? And this blood...is it all on my head? When did I get injured on my head? Why did I Can not remember?"

Qi Bing thought for a while, and then said: "Just now... it seems that you were possessed by a ghost."

Yan Chenghuan was slightly startled, and then suddenly realized.

Probably because this was not the first time this happened, so Yan Chenghuan accepted the fact calmly.

Yan Chenghuan: "Is that so..."

Yan Chenghuan lowered his head with a lost and frustrated expression.

He looked sad and full of despair.

After a while, Yan Chenghuan couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Just now... I didn't cause you any trouble, did I?"

Qi Bing thought for a while and said, "No."

One person and one ghost sitting in the back seat did not speak.

No denial, no acknowledgment.

Yan Chenghuan was finally relieved.

Yan Chenghuan: "That's good..."

Qi Bing looked at Yan Chenghuan up and down for a while, and said, "Is he still in good health? Do you want to go back and go to the hospital first, and not go today? Since it's not too far away from the city..."

Yan Chenghuan shook his head: "No, I have to go today. He told me that I have to..."

Qi Bing noticed something.

Qi Bing raised his eyebrows and asked, "He? Who?"

Yan Chenghuan was silent.

Yan Chenghuan: "It's... my brother."

Only then did Qi Bing realize, and replied: "Is that so..."

Yan Chenghuan hummed, and lowered his head guiltily.

After confirming that Yan Chenghuan's body was fine, Qi Bing restarted the car and drove towards the destination.

Si Jiang is not usually a talkative character, and Lu Zhaolu is even more reticent.

Because Yan Chenghuan was guilty of something, he kept his head down all the way and dared not say a word.

As for Qi Bing, he frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

What was wrong, he was still thinking.

Along the way, no one (ghost) spoke in the car, and the road was very quiet.

So, inevitably... a certain ghost was sleepy again.

Feeling sleepy again, he turned his head and looked at Lu Zhaolu who was sitting in the back seat, sitting upright.

Si Jiang was silent for a while.

According to the past, he would definitely lie down without hesitation, pillow on Lu Zhaolu's lap, and use Lu Zhaolv's leg as a pillow for himself.

But the problem is... Lu Zhaolu confessed to him yesterday.

If he hadn't confessed his love, then a certain ghost might have been lying down by now.

But Lu Zhaolu confessed.

This is not the point.

The point is, he doesn't like Lu Zhaolu, and he has clearly told this Immortal Master Lu that it is impossible for him to like him.

Lu Zhaolu is also well aware of this.

Although I don't know whether Lu Zhaolu's brain is short-circuited or he has a strong taste, so he likes ghosts...but he is a ghost who can be sure that he will never like Tianshi.

He would definitely not like Lu Zhaolu either.

He hated the Celestial Master so much that he wished he could kill them all.

Keeping Lu Zhaolu by his side without killing him is already considered generous and kind enough for him, do you like it?How can it be.

In general reasoning, if you don't like the other party and refuse the other party's confession, the next day, in order to make the other party cut off your mind, you should keep a long distance from the other party.

——The way those people deal with the confessions of those they don't like is the same.

After Lu Zhaolu confessed to him yesterday, not only did he not keep the distance the next day, but he even asked him to help button his clothes in the morning, and even wanted to sleep on his lap...

If you look at it according to the normal person's idea that if you don't like it, you must keep a distance from the other party, then if he is really sleeping on Lu Zhaolu's lap now... Isn't that expressing to Lu Zhaolu that he also likes him? ? ? ?

A certain ghost frowned, with a tangled expression.

Just as Si Jiang frowned, at this moment, Lu Zhaolu turned his head and looked at him.

Lu Zhaolu: "...?"

Si Jiang stared at Lu Zhaolu in silence for a moment.

After a while, he decided to follow his heart.

What does he like or not have anything to do with him being a ghost?As a ghost, you should do whatever you want.

After thinking about it, Si Jiang raised his chin to Lu Zhaolu confidently, and said to him, "Stay back."

Lu Zhaolu: "...?"

Although Lu Zhaolu was puzzled, he obediently followed suit.

Then, in the next second, Si Jiang lay down without even thinking about it, and pillowed on Lu Zhaolu's lap.

Lu Zhaolu froze.

Si Jiang closed his eyes directly, and buried his face in Lu Zhaolu's stomach.

Si Jiang: "Don't move."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Zhaolu sat stiffly in place.

Lu Zhaolu's body was stiff for a long time before he finally relaxed bit by bit.

Then, he turned his face unnaturally, blushing up to the ears.

Qi Bing absolutely does not admit that he is envious and jealous now.

Qi Bing sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with his hands, and smiled slightly.

He politely made a suggestion to the landing edict.

Qi Bing's eyes were slightly bent, and he said with a light smile, "Sir, do you want to experience the feeling of driving a luxury car?"

Naturally, Lu Zhaolu decisively ignored him.

Qi Bing, who was resolutely ignored by Lu Zhaolv, gritted his teeth angrily.

If possible, Qi Bing would like to collide with another car right now and have a car accident.

The kind that only Lu Zhaolu died.

Qi Bing sat in the driver's seat, grinding his teeth with anger.Yan Chenghuan lowered his head, sitting in the passenger seat and still remained silent.

As for the back seat, it is even quieter.

The car body was driving all the way forward, and as time went by, the surrounding people became less and less.

……

A silence.

When Si Jiang was sleeping, he didn't like to move very much, so he seldom turned over on Lu Zhaolu's lap along the way.

Lu Zhaolu didn't dare to move at first.

However, a certain ghost was too quiet, he endured it again and again, and finally couldn't hold it back, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Cold fingers lightly caressed Si Jiang's face, and touched it cautiously.

Feeling that something was harassing his face, Si Jiang couldn't help but frowned, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Seeing this, Lu Zhaolu was shocked and quickly withdrew his hand.

After Lu Zhaolu retracted his hand, the expression on Si Jiang's face eased a little.

In order to prevent being harassed again, he buried his face a little deeper in the direction of Lu Zhaolu.

Although I don't like Lu Zhaolu very much, I have to say that Lu Zhaolu seems to have a delicate fragrance, which smells very good.

Of course, it doesn't refer to the aura that everyone in those old-fashioned old Taoists in Qingcheng Mountain will have.

That breath made ghosts sick, and Si Jiang would never like it.

The fragrance that Si Jiang smelled was probably Lu Zhaolu's body fragrance. As for what kind of fragrance it was, a certain ghost couldn't describe it...

Si Jiang fell asleep on Lu Zhaolu's lap, staring dazedly.

After Lu Zhaolu withdrew his hand, after a while, he still couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand again.

This time, Lu Zhaolu didn't dare to touch his face anymore, he stretched out his hand and touched the top of Si Jiang's head.

He stared at Si Jiang's face, tentatively, and carefully picked up a strand of hair on top of his head.

Lu Zhaolu's fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints.

His fair and slender fingers gently hooked Si Jiang's hair, with a cautious and cautious look, as if the things on his fingers were fragile and precious rare treasures.

Lu Zhaolu carefully raised the hair of a certain ghost, and looked at him without blinking, for fear of waking him up.

Lu Zhaolu stared at Si Jiang persistently for a while, and he was finally relieved after seeing that Si Jiang didn't respond.

He closed his eyes, and his mood at this moment could not be described in words.

You know... a few hundred years ago, he didn't even dare to hope for such a scenario.

Not to mention touching, every time he appeared in front of him, he almost never gave him a good face.

Although he knew the reason for this, he couldn't help but feel sour and uncomfortable in his heart.

Knowing is knowing, but whether it is uncomfortable or not is another matter.

Lu Zhaolu closed his eyes and sighed inwardly.

If he could, he really didn't want to be a... Heavenly Master anymore.

Lu Zhaolu, an immortal master, indeed looks very beautiful, with a noble status, power and influence.

But in fact, Lu Zhaolu didn't want to be a so-called immortal teacher.

Lu Zhaolu has lived for so many years, the so-called money and power, to Lu Zhaolu who has lived for so long, are already outside his body.

When the master was alive, he always taught him that when he talked about the righteousness of the world, he had to bear as much burden as he had ability.If they don't go down the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire, who is willing to go down the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire.

As celestial masters, they must abandon their personal desires, sacrifice themselves for others, and take it as their duty to help the world.

If others are unwilling to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, then let them do it.If others do not want to go to hell, let them go to hell.

Lu Zhaolu persisted for hundreds of years.

He has persisted for too long, and now...he no longer wants to persist.

……

Time passed slowly, the surrounding people became less and less dense, and at the same time, the destination was getting closer and closer.

The side of the road was barren, full of weeds up to the waist, and not a living thing could be seen.

It was so desolate that it was like another world.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the village, Yan Chenghuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was sweating more and more on his palms.

Yan Chenghuan opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

He hesitated to speak repeatedly, but in the end, he still silently closed his mouth without saying a word.

Yan Chenghuan sat anxiously on the seat, tightly grasping the seat belt across his chest.

His eyes were lost, and his six minds were bewildered.

Four or ten minutes later, Qi Bing stopped and turned off the car under the guidance of the navigator.

Qi Bing turned around and said, "Here we are."

After Qi Bing finished speaking, a certain ghost slowly opened its eyes and got up from Lu Zhaolu's lap.

He reached out and rubbed his hair, apparently still awake.

Qi Bing looked at Si Jiang's sleepy appearance, and couldn't help holding his face in a nympho.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the male god is super handsome even though he is not awake!

Then, without even thinking about it, Qi Bing took out his phone, ready to secretly take a photo.

However, when Qi Bing picked up his phone and was really about to secretly take a photo, what was shown in the camera was Lu Zhaolu's cold face without any expression.

Qi Bing: "..."

A vein twitched on Qi Bing's forehead.

If it wasn't because he couldn't fight, he really wanted to fight with Lu Zhaolu——