Bend that ghost

Mr. Ke immediately appeased the villagers, Jiang Chen and Jiang Cheng turned around and went back to the room. It seemed that their master teacher was going to educate his disciples.

Lu Li pleasingly led his young master away from the chattering villagers, while keeping an eye on the road under Wen Zhijiang's feet. Because the mountain path was rough, he could only kick the stones away before Wen Zhijiang landed. The young master is too proud, even if he is willing to rely on him, he doesn't want to hurt his pride.

This is a subconscious behavior that he doesn't have to think about at all, and it has become an obsession to protect the young master as much as he can.

Although Wen Zhijiang walked slowly, his steps were steady. He wanted to go out for a walk, because he wanted to adapt to the blindness as soon as possible, but naturally he also had other purposes.

"Lu Li." Wen Zhijiang's voice was as clear as a gurgling spring flowing over a stone slab, cold and magnetic: "If I just told you to let those wandering spirits go, what would you do?"

Lu Li pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly silently. He seemed to know why the young master was angry...

"If it's for you, there's nothing wrong with it."

The low-alcohol and pampering voice floated in the night.

The vulgar love words made Wen Zhijiang feel sour and warm in his heart, and a little bit of sweetness lingered in his heart.

After a while, Wen Zhijiang sighed: "You let me sit in this position, so now I am not only Wen Zhijiang, but also the head teacher of Yinshan Mountain."

Wen Zhijiang has always thought so in his position, so now that he has taken the position of head teacher of Yinshan, he can't allow himself to be self-willed, he must do well.

With just one sentence, Lu Li understood Wen Zhijiang's meaning, and suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry, and felt a little emotional. It seems that he underestimated his master.

Also, if it weren't for his stubborn principles and persistence, maybe he wouldn't like him either.

Like him, like everything, doesn't it also include the stubbornness that people can't go against?

Under the night, Lu Li's expression was focused, extremely serious and pious, and he spoke clearly and slowly, "I understand, I only listen to the master teacher, and I will hold the knife for you, so... don't worry."

Wen Zhijiang was startled, and smiled wryly: "You have thrown me a heavy burden."

Lu Li chuckled, stretched his arms around Wen Zhijiang, and said in a deep voice, "You just need to know that I was born for you, and I will protect everything about you. The only meaning of my existence is left to you."

——The only meaning of my existence is you.

Wen Zhijiang felt even worse. Lu Li had no relatives in this world. As for his friend, Qiao Mu seemed to be the only one. He used to replace Yinshan as the head teacher to control all ghosts, and all ghosts were in awe of him, but he always respected him. There is only one master, and even the people he likes don't know his existence.

this fool.

"I really don't know what grandpa has taught you..." Wen Zhijiang leaned his head on Lu Li's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Lu Li, I am also an ordinary person, and I will do wrong things. I, the newly appointed head teacher, still need to I rely on you to help me."

Lu Li exhaled slowly, and replied in a deep voice, "Okay."

Wen Zhijiang curled his lips invisibly, the road ahead was bleak, he was the only support left for Lu Li, so why didn't he only have Lu Li to rely on?

Whether it's the world of psychics or the world of mortals, in the world of heaven and earth, they only have each other.

Wen Zhijiang educated his loyal dog Lu Li, and got a confession for a while. He was in a happy mood, and then he listened to Lu Li's arduous journey of cultivating Taoism.

"At that time, I thought I was adopted home, but I was careless. I didn't expect it." Lu Li shook his head and sighed softly, with a bit of gnashing of teeth in his words: "Master, the old man threw me into the ancient tomb. I thought he adopted me to be buried with someone!"

Wen Zhijiang pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

Lu Li continued to shake his head and sighed, "Really, let me tell you, if you make an unreliable master list, the old master will definitely be at the top of the list, and the old man Qiao taught Qiao Mu how to play with corpses. Throw it in the ancient tomb for stocking!"

"Stocking?" Wen Zhijiang put two well-proportioned muscles on Lu Li's thin waist, groped for the familiar body on Lu Li's body dishonestly, and asked at the same time, "Didn't he teach you?"

"...Not really." Lu Li closed his eyes fiercely. This was because his lover was getting used to the sudden blindness. He had to hold back, took a deep breath and managed to maintain a steady speaking speed, and said, "He is usually better than those decent people. Taoist priests are busy, half of my skills are taught by him, and half of my skills are read. Master has a lot of books, and most of them are his own manuscripts. But he never lets me in his room, and what I read is given to him. of."

As he spoke, Lu Li's tone was a little aggrieved: "Fortunately, that old man still has a conscience, and he takes me out for a walk from time to time, otherwise I might not adapt to society. It's like I just traveled from ancient times, how can I protect you?" ?”

Wen Zhijiang didn't pay much attention, but focused on Lu Li's tall and strong body.He and Lu Li often hugged and kissed, and even did more intimate things, but every time he was led away, and he was nervous and shy, and didn't dare to look at them.

It feels good to the touch now, Wen Zhijiang secretly regrets why he didn't look at it then, but now it's so good that he doesn't even have to look at it if he wants to.

With a feeling of regret, Wen Zhijiang took advantage of it while listening to Lu Li's gradually heavy breathing, feeling inexplicably proud.

Lu Li, who didn't know what his young master was thinking, could only suppress his impulse and try to divert his attention: "But later, Master passed on the Yinshan Seal to me and asked me to follow you every step of the way. I never went back to the ancient tomb. I haven’t been back for so many years, and I don’t know what happened.”

When he heard the words 'inseparable', Wen Zhijiang touched Lu Li's shoulder for a moment, and then asked nonchalantly, "Are you really inseparable? Why have I never seen you?"

Wen Zhijiang has never been able to figure this out. If Lu Li was so close to him, how could he not have the slightest impression?

Lu Li smiled, tightened his arms around Wen Zhijiang's waist, and said, "It's true that I've always been by your side, but it's just a cover-up. Master told me that Uncle Qi'an and Aunt Liandong don't want you to be with Ling. It is probably because of Longhushan that the media circles are involved, and even taboo Mo Shen, so I can only watch you in the dark."

In fact, Lu Li didn't want to say these words to Wen Zhijiang, as if he was complaining about Wen Zhijiang's ignorance these years, even though this ignorance was also his deliberate move.

But once some words have started, it is difficult to press back the rest. These words that have been held back for many years now seem to be water that has opened the gate and cannot be contained.

"Because I can't go to school, I can only find a few ghost teachers to teach, but they all have skills, otherwise I really don't know how to accompany you when you study abroad."

Wen Zhijiang understood, he was also curious that it was a miracle that such a freed child didn't grow crooked, so it turned out that he had hired a tutor for himself.

But Lu Li naturally wouldn't tell Wen Zhijiang how hard it was for him to be stalked by those bold and unrestrained foreign female ghosts when he was abroad. Although Lu Li was not a gentleman, he would not do anything to women casually, er, female ghosts were the same.But the enthusiasm of the Westerners really made Lu Li overwhelmed.

After all, his Chinese teacher was a teacher in the period of the Republic of China. He was rigorous and harsh, and his hands were crackling.

That style was very old-fashioned and serious, which caused Lu Li to be very conservative and persistent under the influence of his teacher even though he talked about running the train.

So Lu Li, who was molested by foreign ghosts to the point of blowing his hair, naturally wouldn't tell his young master about this dark history.

Not long after Lu Li and Wen Zhijiang went back, the Jiang Chen brothers came to the door when they heard the door open. The reason was very simple - they discovered Wen Zhijiang's eye problem.

Ever since Wen Zhijiang appeared, he has been holding Lu Li's hand. Although the two of them are lovers, Wen Zhijiang's completely dependent appearance is rare. Reminiscent of Wen Zhijiang's appearance of hanging his head and not looking up, the only guess of the two brothers is that I know I'm afraid something will happen.

Until they saw Wen Zhijiang's unfocused eyes, everything became clear.

Wen Zhijiang is blind, that's why he has been relying on Lu Li.

"...Then what should we do?" Jiang Cheng asked in a low voice.

There is almost no precedent for becoming blind after death, and it is not known whether it can be cured.

Wen Zhijiang himself didn't have much reaction to this, and explained lightly: "I'm a ghost, it doesn't matter if I can see it or not, anyway, I can tell the difference between a living person and a ghost, or recognize people by smell, it's not too inconvenient .”

Jiang Cheng's expression was complicated. He felt sorry for the head teacher, probably because their experiences were so slightly similar.

Yinshan did not bring shelter to Wen Zhijiang, but he had to take on Yinshan.The same is true for him, the Jiang family did not bring him any happiness, but he died because of the Jiang family.

Feeling sorry for each other, we can naturally understand Wen Zhijiang's feelings better.

Lu Li poured Jiang Chen a cup of tea, and then said, "Young master's eyes are fine, although ghosts don't need to open their eyes, but if he still hasn't recovered after teaching the Dharma, I will open his eyes once, after all, compared to humans, A lot of things are so much easier."

Jiang Chen heard what Lu Li meant. Although he was already a disciple of Yinshan Mountain, Lu Li told him clearly that our Yinshan Mountain is not exhausted yet. He took a sip from his teacup, nodded and said, "That's good, Headmaster." Eyes matter."

He is not very talkative, but this sentence comes from the heart.

Although he didn't have deep contact with Wen Zhijiang and Lu Li, being able to see Xiaocheng again was enough to make Jiang Chen feel grateful to Lu Li and Wen Zhijiang.

He is a businessman, but that doesn't mean he only cares about profit.It is about striving for the best interests of oneself in any situation, even in the most unfavorable ones.

For example, now that Yinshan is under attack, since he has waded through this muddy water, he never thought about getting out.

Lu Li was very satisfied with Jiang Chen's answer. After all, he was his own apprentice, and he had beaten enough. He couldn't keep being so suspicious of him. He decisively changed the subject: "Tomorrow I will take you into the ancient tomb. Don't worry, there are no zongzi and All kinds of things, that place is equivalent to the Wen family's ancestral hall. It is not small in scale and has passages, but it is well protected. After all, the Wen family is a Daoist family, so just putting on the Qimen Dunjia will catch those archaeologists and tomb robbers. "

Lu Li is not exaggerating. Although Wen's Yinshan sect is not favored by decency, their research on Taoism is not far behind the long-established sects such as Maoshan Lingbao. If you come here, you may not be able to understand Wen's tomb.

Jiang Chen and the two visited Wen Zhijiang and went back. Wen Zhijiang didn't ask Mr. Ke how to appease the villagers. Generally speaking, there are probably a lot of supernatural events in this village. As Mr. Ke is the patriarch, he should do a good job of appeasing people's hearts. good.

Perhaps because Mr. Ke and Mr. Wen were old acquaintances, the villagers here also respected Mr. Wen and loved the house as well as Wu. As Mr. Wen's grandson, Wen Zhijiang was not rejected by foreigners.

Although these backward villages are very old-fashioned and pedantic, they also preserve the most beautiful and simple part of human nature.