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

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Lu Zhaolu searched for a long time with a compass, but Si Jiang seemed to have completely disappeared from the world, and there was no trace of him anymore.

Lu Zhaolu became more and more desperate.

Before despair, Lu Zhaolu couldn't help wondering if it was because he was too clingy that he left him without saying a word, and left suddenly.

Lu Zhaolu thought of many reasons why Si Jiang left.

I think he is annoying, I think he is clingy, I have a crush on others... Or, he has lost his obsession and has been reincarnated.

But Lu Zhaolu thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what Si Jiang's obsession was.

Thinking about it carefully, he didn't know Si Jiang's past at all.

Apart from the hundreds of years of acquaintance, he didn't know anything about Si Jiang's past.

The more Lu Zhaolu thought about it, the more disheartened he became.

Because no matter how he thinks about it, Si Jiang doesn't like himself, and it's impossible to like himself.

But no matter how Lu Zhaolu thought about it, he would never have thought that Si Jiang was actually sent to the underworld by Wencheng.

For the sake of Lu Chao's laws, Wen Cheng spared no effort to sacrifice his own lifespan, and sent Si Jiang to the underworld with a forbidden curse.

However, no matter how hard he tried, Lu Zhaolv still wouldn't like him.

It wasn't his, and it never could be his.

After being ruthlessly and indifferently rejected by Lu Zhaolu, Wen Cheng returned to Mount Qingcheng in a daze.

A group of disciples in Mount Qingcheng were shocked to see Wen Cheng's distraught appearance, and hurriedly heard what happened to Wen Cheng.

Naturally, Wen Cheng wouldn't say it.

Can't say it, can't say it.

As soon as he returned to Mount Qingcheng, Wen Cheng locked himself in the house.

Wen Cheng didn't go out day and night, shutting himself in the house all day.

At first, Wen Chengben just wanted to keep himself quiet for a few days.

But gradually, he realized that something was wrong with him.

The reason why forbidden curses are called forbidden curses is precisely because of the backlash.Orthodox spells, on the other hand, have absolutely no side effects.

Wencheng invited ghosts with a forbidden spell, but was finally backlashed.

He found that he seemed to be... haunted by a ghost.Also, he couldn't get rid of it.

Wen Cheng hid in the house, afraid of being noticed, became more panicked and thinner day by day.

……

Si Jiang was sent back by Wen Zhanjin.

Returning to the human world, he stared at the scorching and dazzling sunlight above his head, in a daze for a while.

He looked down at his fingers, and finally realized that he was indeed not in the underworld.

He raised his hand, and a ghostly aura shot out from between him.

Seeing this strong ghostly aura, he realized belatedly why Wen Zhan wanted to grab his hand when he was in the underworld.

It turned out to be the case.

Wen Zhanjin gave back all the ghostly aura that had been worn away by the soul-locking formation.Therefore, he no longer has to catch ghosts in order to absorb ghost energy like before.

This will suddenly lose the target, he stood in place, a little dazed.

He stood there, quietly watching the wide road in front of him and the vehicles coming and going on the road.

He suddenly didn't know what to do.

For some reason, at this moment, Lu Zhaolu's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Lu Zhaolu's face flashed through his mind.

He frowned rather puzzled.

... Dazed?

After finally getting rid of Lu Zhaolu, he suddenly thought of what he was doing?

He felt that maybe he had been possessed by Jin Zhiguo's unlucky ghost for too long, so there might be some problems with the whole ghost.

However, since he thought of Lu Zhaolu, he had to think of Wencheng.

Thinking of Wencheng, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes lit up.

...well, something to do.

While looking for this celestial master, he should also go to Qingcheng Mountain to take a good look at the celestial masters who imprisoned him in the tomb.

The corners of Si Jiang's lips were raised, and the light in his eyes was cold.

Si Jiang turned around and was about to leave when a little girl suddenly came to him tremblingly and handed him a number book.

Si Jiang: "...?"

The girl's face was flushed, and she looked at him without blinking.

"Do you... want a phone number?"

Si Jiang had a weird expression.

Si Jiang: "...my phone number?"

As a ghost, he was actually asked for his phone number by a girl.

Si Jiang was in a complicated mood.

The girl finished speaking carefully, then pointed to the official robe on his body, and asked, "Are you filming?"

Si Jiang followed the direction of the girl's finger and looked down.

Only then did he belatedly realize that the clothes on his body were still the official robes he wore before.

Si Jiang didn't bother to explain, so he hummed expressionlessly.

After he finished, he casually glanced at the notebook handed over by the girl.

He was about to refuse subconsciously, but suddenly his heart moved, and a bad taste suddenly came to him.

He took the pen and left Lu Zhaolu's number.

After finishing writing, he handed over the notebook and pen and said, "Okay."

The girl blushed and took it in a heartbeat.

The girl looked down at the fluttering string of numbers on the notebook, then raised her head again, ready to say something, but the other side was gone.

Si Jiang has already left.

Puzzled, the girl stood there and looked around.

Huh?What about people?

……

Si Jiang turned and left, his mind full of doubts.

He was puzzled and his expression was tangled.

How did he remember Lu Zhaolu's number so clearly?He clearly couldn't even remember Jin Zhiguo's number.

Si Jiang frowned, pondering deeply.

That night, Lu Zhaolu received a call from an unfamiliar number.

As we all know, few people know Lu Zhaolu's number.

Even Wencheng, who has followed him for hundreds of years, doesn't know his number.

Anyone who knows his number is bound to have a very different relationship with him.

And there are only those few people who have an unusual relationship with him.Oh no, it should be several people and a ghost.

Looking at the strange incoming call on the phone screen, Lu Zhaolu's heart skipped a beat.

He connected the phone almost without hesitation.

The other party didn't seem to expect him to answer the phone so quickly, and was surprised for a while.

The man stuttered on the phone for a while before he could sort out his words.

"You... hello..."

Hearing this strange female voice on the phone, Lu Zhaolu closed his eyes, and his handsome face with sharp edges and corners was instantly filled with exhaustion and frustration.

……not him.

Lu Zhaolu's voice was cold: "Who are you?"

Lu Zhaolu's voice rang from the phone, and the female voice was startled, but the reaction was even more surprising than Lu Zhaolu, the person who answered the phone.

Because the difference between Lu Zhaolu's voice and Si Jiang's voice is too great.

Lu Zhaolu's voice was deep and steady, with a sense of alienation.

Si Jiang, on the other hand, was completely reckless and careless.

Si Jiang's voice always unconsciously rises slightly at the end of every sentence, with a hint of sarcasm.

There is no such meaning in the law of Lu Zhao.

The female voice panicked for a moment, then said, "Sorry, wait."

Lu Zhaolu frowned.

There was a rustling sound like turning pages of a book on the other end of the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone flipped through the notebook, then looked at the number on the phone screen again in bewilderment.

She murmured in a low voice, looking puzzled.

"Strange, the number is correct."

"……what are you saying."

"That... I want to ask, is this number yours?"

"Yes."

"Oh, that's it. Then I might have been tricked..."

The female voice laughed awkwardly on the other end of the phone.

Lu Zhaolu's expression was cold, and he was about to hang up the phone directly.

At this time, the female voice slowly explained on the phone: "I saw a handsome guy in ancient clothes on the street last time, so I boldly asked him for his phone number, but who knew he lied to me..."

Speaking of this, the female voice seemed a little sad, and the voice gradually became weaker and weaker.

Lu Zhaolu's hand that was about to hang up the phone stopped instantly.

Lu Zhaolu quickly raised his phone and said, "Wearing ancient clothes?"

The female voice didn't expect Lu Zhaolu to ask, and was stunned for a while.She froze for a moment, then hummed obediently.

She replied subconsciously: "Wearing a dark blue official robe like that of an official in the past, I asked him if he was filming, and he replied to me that he was..."

Lu Zhaolu pursed his lips and asked, "Where did you see it?"

She was about to return, but Lu Zhaolu's tone suddenly changed.

Lu Zhaolu: "Needless to say, I know where he is, thank you."

After speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.

Lu Zhaolu hung up the phone and prepared to go back to Qingcheng Mountain without thinking.

His sixth sense told him he was there.

……

Now that his strength has returned to its peak, Si Jiang naturally no longer needs to possess the body of a living person as before, and then take a taxi to Mount Qingcheng.

He flew directly to Mount Qingcheng.

He suddenly appeared in the Tianshan Temple of Qingcheng Mountain with a vicious aura, which caused chaos among all the disciples in the Tianshan Temple.

Looking at the chaotic disciples under his feet, Si Jiang raised his eyebrows, his face full of sarcasm.

One of the disciples plucked up his courage and called out to him: "You still have the guts to go back to Mount Qingcheng! Since you don't... don't want to die, then I... I will make it happen for you!"

The disciple stammered and yelled at Si Jiang from below. Si Jiang was annoyed, so he directly summoned the evil ghost who had been so angry, and then ordered the evil ghost to strangle him by the neck.

Si Jiang looked disgusted.

Chattering, really noisy.

Seeing this, a group of disciples turned their heads in panic and went to invite Wen Cheng.

"It's not good, master—"

Wen Cheng, who stayed behind closed doors, was invited out by a group of disciples carrying eight sedan chairs.

Wen Cheng, who didn't want to come out to meet people, had a displeased expression on his face: "Why are you so panicked..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Cheng's voice suddenly stopped.

He saw Si Jiang.

Wen Cheng stared at Si Jiang suspended in mid-air with dull eyes.

He asked in disbelief: "Aren't you...not..."

Because he was too shocked, Wencheng couldn't speak.

Si Jiang finished the rest of the sentence for him with a blank expression.

Si Jiang: "...Didn't I be sent to the underworld by you?"

After Si Jiang finished speaking, a group of disciples looked at Wen Cheng in astonishment.

Because in the orthodox magic circles and talismans, there are no magic circles and spells that can send ghosts into the underworld.

...But there are forbidden spells.

So, the answer is obvious.

All the disciples stared in astonishment, unbelievable.

"Master, you..."

Wencheng can't care about other things now.

He looked up at Si Jiang and asked loudly, "How did you get out! I clearly remember that I sent you in! How did you get out of there!"

Wen Cheng screamed loudly, and his appearance and expression showed faint signs of collapse.

He used a forbidden spell, wasted his life, and spent a lot of time trying to get him into the underworld and get rid of him, but who knows...he came back from the underworld.

All his painstaking efforts were in vain.

The more Wen Cheng thought about it, the more depressed he became, and he actually stood there and vomited black blood.

In mid-air, Si Jiang watched indifferently.

Si Jiang: "Very disappointed?"

Wen Cheng didn't speak.

Si Jiang: "Even if my life is shortened, you still have to send me to the underworld. I admire you for that."

Wen Cheng gritted his teeth.

Si Jiang: "However, I'm curious. If you just want to get rid of me, you just need to gather your Immortal Master Lu and surround me as you did hundreds of years ago. It's enough to deal with me together. There is no need to lose your life... ..."

Before Si Jiang could finish speaking, Wen Cheng interrupted him abruptly and said, "You clearly know that he likes you, so you won't do anything to you at all!"

After Wen Cheng said it, the more he said it, the more ridiculous he felt.

Wen Cheng laughed softly, mocking with a smile: "I really can't figure it out, what's so good about you? Why does he like you so much? I've stayed by his side for hundreds of years, but I can't compare to you and him Those decades together!"

All the disciples were in an uproar.

The fairy master actually likes this ghost!Oh no, the master actually likes the immortal master!In order to send this ghost to the underworld, the master did not hesitate to use the forbidden curse to destroy his life!Just because this ghost is his rival in love!

But the fairy master doesn't like the master!

God, what kind of relationship is this!

There was too much information, and the disciples on the side were a little overwhelmed.

As Wen Cheng spoke, his face was gradually shrouded in a cloud of black mist.

Si Jiang, who was hanging in mid-air, twitched his brows slightly.

The famous Wen Tianshi was actually possessed by a ghost.

Not only Si Jiang, but also the disciples beside him realized it.

They panicked and were stunned.

No matter what, they never expected that the master they had always revered was possessed by a ghost.

Wen Cheng obviously realized it too.

But instead of panicking, he laughed out loud.

He raised his head and laughed, looking at Si Jiang.

He sneered and said: "Since I took the initiative to deliver it to your door, then I will follow your heart and take you away and lock you in the tomb."

After saying that, with a sullen face, he took out a black forbidden spell from his pocket.

Seeing this, a group of disciples nearby hurriedly stopped him.

"Master, you have already missed it once, you can't continue to make mistakes!"

"What if the immortal master sees it!"

"Yes, master, we can discuss the matter of subduing this ghost..."

"Master, it's absolutely impossible—"

Wen Cheng was indifferent, and directly said hello to those disciples.

After finishing speaking, he started to chant the mantra without hesitation.

Si Jiang, who was hanging in mid-air, watched blankly, without any reaction.

The other disciples saw that they couldn't persuade Wencheng, they had no choice but to chant the mantra together with Wencheng, and prepared to surrender Sijiang together with Wencheng.

However, unlike Wencheng, they recited orthodox spells.

The people below were chanting incantations, and Si Jiang, who was hanging in mid-air, was annoyed, so he directly took out the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner from his arms.

This is after he returned to the world, he specially returned to the previous position to find it back.

Although he is powerful now and no longer needs these foreign objects, the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner is really easy to use, making Si Jiang reluctant to throw it away.

You see, it comes in handy now.

With a wave of his big hand, Si Jiang released the Xuanyin Gathering Beast Banner.

In the next second, the extremely thick and cold evil spirit instantly overturned all the disciples below.

Hundreds of disciples collapsed, and in a blink of an eye, only a few strong disciples were left struggling.

Si Jiang raised his eyebrows, and descended from mid-air expressionlessly.

Then, he flicked his sleeves and dusted the light dust off his clothes.

He raised his hand, and five ghosts appeared in an instant.

The few remaining disciples instantly showed despair.

And Wencheng is unbelievable.

He had fought against Si Jiang before, and he was very aware of Si Jiang's strength at that time.Although he still couldn't beat him, Si Jiang at that time was definitely not as good as he is now.

The current Si Jiang seems to have returned to the same strength... as it was hundreds of years ago.

No matter how calm Wen Cheng was, he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.

Not only him, the ghost in his body felt fear together.

If it is said that Si Jiang's strength has returned to hundreds of years ago, then he has no room to fight back at all.

Wen Cheng couldn't help but took a step back.

And just when the disciples present thought they were about to die, Lu Zhaolu arrived.

The moment Lu Zhaolu appeared in front of everyone, all the disciples breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed as if they were saved.

They shouted excitedly together: "Master Immortal——"

Hearing the voice, Si Jiang turned his head and looked behind him.

Sure enough, it was Lu Zhaolu.

Si Jiang turned his head and raised his eyebrows when he saw Lu Zhaolu with a serious and dignified expression.

Si Jiang: "Why, you want to stop me?"

Lu Zhaolu didn't speak for a long time.

After a long while, he finally spoke and said, "If you can do it, don't do it. If you still can't help but want to do it, then... try to hurry up."

The disciples on the side froze.

Si Jiang also frowned.

What kind of medicine is sold in Lu Zhaolu's gourd?Instead of stopping him, tell him to hurry up?

The disciples on the side were stunned, and after a while, one disciple finally couldn't help but said in disbelief: "Isn't it possible for you, Immortal Master..."

Before the disciple finished speaking, Lu Zhaolu said without hesitation: "I am no longer your leader."

The disciples were stunned for a moment, unable to understand what this meant.

"...What do you mean, Master Immortal?"

Lu Zhaolu: "I'm tired of it. The position of head has been handed over to your master Wen Cheng. From then on, no matter how big or small things are in Guanyin, you don't have to come to me anymore, just look to him."

The disciples were frightened.

They thought that the amount of information just now was enough, but they didn't expect that there were shocking things waiting for them.

The immortal master has been the head of the sect for so many years, and now he actually says he doesn't want to be the head of the sect? ? ?

"Master Xian, are you serious?"

"Master Xian, what will you do if you beat us up?"

"The immortal master absolutely cannot do it!"

"Master Immortal, I beg you to think more about it..."

In the end, a disciple said loudly: "Master, in order to send this ghost to the underworld, he used a forbidden spell. Now Master is haunted by ghosts, so he can't be the master at all—"

Lu Zhaolu was taken aback.

Lu Zhaolu looked at Wencheng in disbelief.

He glanced at Wencheng, and then at Si Jiang who was beside him.

He asked: "...Really?"

Si Jiang didn't return, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

Lu Zhaolu understood.

Lu Zhaolu slowly lowered his eyes.

Zhong Fo lied to him, and Wen Cheng also lied to him.

The most ridiculous thing is that he still believes in it.

It was extremely funny, the only one who never lied to him was the ghost Si Jiang.

Lu Zhaolu turned cold.

Lu Zhaolu glanced around the group of disciples in front of him lightly.

Lu Zhaolu asked, "Who else has lied to me?"

All the disciples looked different.

Lu Zhaolu instantly understood.

Lu Zhaolu retracted his gaze and closed his eyes.

He said in a deep voice, "You can do whatever you want."

Si Jiang raised his eyebrows.

Si Jiang: "Oh? What if I kill them all?"

After Si Jiang finished speaking, all the disciples were so frightened that they almost peed their pants.

They hurriedly called the immortal master, hoping that Lu Zhaolu could save their lives.

Lu Zhaolu has only four words.

——Life and death are fate.

Everyone was pale and desperate.

But Si Jiang suddenly lost the intention to kill.

He suddenly felt a little boring.

Si Jiang glanced lightly at the group of shivering disciples standing in place, and took the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner and those ghosts back with fading interest.

Seeing this, Wen Cheng sneered and said, "Even if you let me go, I won't let you go easily—"

After hearing this, Si Jiang raised his eyebrows and said, "When did I say I would let you go?"

Wen Cheng: "What?"

In the next second, Si Jiangfei rushed up to Wen Cheng and grabbed his neck.

Si Jiang said flatly, "I'll take you to a good place."

After all, he grabbed his neck and took him to the back mountain.

He brought Wencheng to a place he was all too familiar with.

Wen Cheng stared at the tomb in front of him, and suddenly had a terrifying guess.

Wen Cheng: "You..."

With a casual expression on his face, Si Jiang said, "...If you hadn't been possessed by a ghost, you wouldn't be able to use this place."

Wen Cheng turned pale all of a sudden.

Wen Cheng was dying: "Do you think you can trap me like this? I won't—"

Si Jiang didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly stuffed him in.

Si Jiang lifted the lid of the coffin and pushed him in.

Then, he turned his head and said to Lu Zhaolu behind him, "Stick the talisman."

Lu Zhaolu was silent, and obediently took out the talisman.

Wen Cheng watched Lu Zhaolu's actions in disbelief, and began to intercede with Lu Zhaolu: "I..."

After saying a word, Si Jiang closed the coffin.

All his voices were suddenly silenced by the coffin lid.

After doing all this, Si Jiang returned to those disciples again.

Si Jiang said slowly: "If you let me know who released him... I will come back and kill you all."

All the disciples were embarrassed, not daring to take a breath.

After Si Jiang finished speaking lightly, he turned and left.

Lu Zhaolu followed behind him as a matter of course.

Si Jiang took two steps forward, paused, and turned around.

Si Jiang: "What are you following me for?"

Lu Zhaolu: "...go back with you."

Si Jiang had a weird expression.

What does it mean to go back?Could it be that he still has a family with Lu Zhaolu?

Si Jiang: "Get out of here."

Lu Zhaolu: "..."

One person, one ghost, one in front of one and one in back, took two more steps towards 'walking'.

Si Jiang: "...do you think I won't do it?"

Lu Zhaolu: "..."

Si Jiang: "Speak."

Lu Zhaolu: "I won't leave."

The corners of Si Jiang's eyes twitched.

He slowly raised his hand, ready to fight with Lu Zhaolu.

But at this time, Lu Zhaolu said solemnly: "Even if I die, I will follow you."

Si Jiang's expression twisted: "...Did I provoke you?"

Lu Zhaolu pursed his lips: "You kissed me."

Si Jiang: "So what? It's just a kiss, so what does it mean?"

Lu Zhaolu: "Then I am yours."

Si Jiang: "..."

Lu Zhaolu: "I am your man in life, and I am your ghost in death."

Si Jiang: "..."

Si Jiang was silent for a while, then suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered.

Si Jiang: "My strength has already recovered. With my current strength, it would be effortless to get rid of you. Do you think I can't do it?"

After Si Jiang finished speaking, Lu Zhaolu lowered his eyes slowly.

In the next second, Lu Zhaolu began to cry slowly.

Lu Zhaolu: "You don't want me anymore..."

Si Jiang was dumbfounded.

It was the first time he saw this scene.

After Lu Zhaolu said these five words, he stopped talking, but he shed more tears.

Si Jiang was at a loss.

Si Jiang felt a little headache.

Si Jiang: "What can you do with me?"

Lu Zhaolu's voice was hoarse: "I can do anything."

Si Jiang was speechless.

Si Jiang: "...All right."

He sighed helplessly, and decided to break the jar.

Si Jiang turned and went down the mountain.

Along the way, he thought about it.

He's a ghost, and he has nothing to do anyway.

It would seem too boring to keep floating aimlessly like before.

He thought about it and decided to go back to the shop.

Go back to the store and continue to tell fortunes and catch (bully) ghosts to pass the time.

Lu Zhaolu followed for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "What are we going to do now?"

Si Jiang: "Go back to the shop."

Lu Zhaolu was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his lips raised a little unconsciously.

Lu Zhaolu: "Yes."

One person and one ghost returned to the shop and continued their previous business.

Although Lu Zhaolu is no longer a master, the money in his account is enough for him to live forever.

Oh no.

It should be the money in Si Jiang's account.

All his money has been transferred to Si Jiangna.

In this regard, Si Jiang accepted everything as ordered very calmly.

……

A certain day of a certain year.

Lu Zhaolu was looking at a girl's face.

Lu Zhaolu's face was so exquisite that it looked like a god. The girl who looked at her face stared blankly at Lu Zhaolu for a long time, and finally couldn't help but asked shyly, "Well, I want to ask, do you have a girlfriend?"

Lu Zhaolu: "...No."

The girl looked happy, and was about to strike while the iron was hot and continue to ask questions, but in the next second, Lu Zhaolu thought for a while, and said another sentence.

"Have a boyfriend."

The girl immediately lowered her head disheartened.

Si Jiang at the side was surprised when he heard this.

Si Jiang: "Boyfriend? Who?" Why hasn't he heard of it.

Lu Zhaolu didn't change his face: "You."

Si Jiang was stunned: "..."

When the girl who was looking at the face heard this, she couldn't help but look at Si Jiang who was also very handsome.

She glanced at Si Jiang, then at Lu Zhaolu, and took a low breath.

All the discouragement and frustration turned into a flaming soul of a rotten girl at this moment.

Wow!Good match!

But I just don't know who is attacking and who is receiving hehe!

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