I soared after being forced to marry

"After Forced to Marry, I Fly Up" Author: Shi Zheng

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[Cold on the outside and hot on the inside, spoiling wife attack x Husband-guarding crazy demon's combat power explodes]

Tang Yi, the leader of the trail, has not yet completed his merits, so he has been unable to ascend for a long time.

So on the road of practice, he draws his sword to help when he encounters injustice, and evil spirits make troubles to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

Until he overturned his car while going down the mountain to hunt ghosts, and when he woke up, he was told that he was married.

After getting married, thinking about what comes and going, Tang Yi, who has been alone for thousands of years, can finally form a team to earn merits together!Then, it didn't take long for him to find that he had ascended and returned to his position...

The Taoist priest who recovered all his memories glanced at his marriage partner——

Tang Yi: Why do you look so much like my previous lover?

Jiming: ...the previous two lifetimes.

Holding a three-foot-reaching sword in his hand, he cuts off all injustices in the world.

Serving Instructions:

Ji Ming x Tang Yi 1v1 Shuangjie

Love each other, he, past and present

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Content tags: strong spirits, gods, monsters, past and present, fairy tales, comprehension

Search keywords: Protagonist: Tang Yi, Ji Ming┃Supporting role: Wen Yu, Yuan Qingyue┃Others: HE

One-sentence introduction: If you want to ascend, get married first!

Conception: Do good deeds to accumulate virtue, and good fortune will return.

☆, marriage

In the beginning of autumn, the pattering autumn rain brings a chill.

The atmosphere in Xiangyue Village was oppressive.

"The head of the village, the Zhang family and the Li family at the east end of the village, several families are almost unable to open the pot without rice or flour." Da Zhuang has stayed in the village for 40 years.

At this moment, he frowned and paced around, feeling very anxious inside.

The village chief sat on a bench and smoked a pipe.

Seeing that the village chief still hung his head and said nothing, Li Dazhuang felt as if he had been punched in the cotton, and turned to leave when a sigh came from behind him.

"Just use that method!"

The crop harvest in the village has been pitifully small in recent years.

If the method handed down by the ancestors is not used, the villagers in the village will be starved to death because of this natural disaster, making him shameless to face his ancestors after death.

While thinking, the village head glanced out the window.

I also hope that God will bless Xiangyue Village.

-

Tang Yi opened his eyes, and his eyes were bright.

"Hiss—" What made him feel strange was that the back of his head hurt for no reason.

Hearing the movement, Ji Ming heard the sound and rushed over, "Are you awake?"

Hearing this, Tang Yi was stunned for a long time before realizing that he was actually lying in a burial coffin just now, and immediately comforted himself to calm down.

Young people have doubts in their hearts, so they have to beware.Unexpectedly, the person who came was born to be rich and handsome, with bright eyes and star eyebrows, and a face with sharp edges and corners.

Looking closely, he is not very old, like the son of a wealthy family.

Tang Yi hesitated for a while at the scene in front of him.

Unfamiliar places and strange people made him feel familiar.

Just as he was thinking, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if familiar fragments spliced ​​together from several fragmentary pictures, came to mind bit by bit.

——"Daozhang, Daozhang! Wake up!"

"..." There was chaos in his mind, as if someone was shaking him.

He wanted to respond, but he couldn't breathe.Then, Tang Yi felt an icy temperature coming from his face, and he wanted to stop it in a daze.

The other party seemed to be stunned for a moment, and he vaguely heard the sound of breathing.

"I'm sorry, Daoist." As soon as he finished speaking, the man bit his finger.

Before Tang Yi could react, he heard the man say a very strange and awkward spell, every word and every word was clearly audible.

It's a pity that Tang Yi's consciousness was blurred, and he could only hear the sentence "Would you like to?"

He wanted to speak too loudly, but couldn't hear clearly, and wanted to roll his eyelids, but it was very heavy.

Rationality made Tang Yi grab hold of the straw, and the young man who had lost a lot of blood and lost his mind hurriedly let out a "hmm", he felt that he was about to be rescued.

Later, Tang Yi felt his mouth soften.A strong, rust-like taste spread in his mouth, and his lips were broken, he thought before passing out.

"..." The memory of dying gradually became clearer.

Tang Yi raised his hand to support his forehead, his face was difficult to distinguish, God knows that although his face was calm, his heart was very disturbed, and he touched his lips uncomfortably.

"I didn't mean to take advantage of you." Knowing that, he remembered.

The ancestral hall on the hill of Xiangyue Village is named Chongde Hall.In fact, Chongde Hall has been established for a hundred years, and it is his bondage place, so he will clean up here.

Later, a hunting villager came up the mountain and found the ancestral hall in the dark because he was too late to go back to the village. He informed the whole village the next day.

Although the villagers can't see the light, they firmly believe that the gods are enshrined in it.

Soon, one pass ten, ten pass one hundred.

Villagers come here every now and then, bringing offerings to the gods.

A group of people who have never read a book, but with pious faces, knelt on the cushions of the ancestral hall and put their hands together, praying for the safety of their families and praying for good weather.

It's obvious that it's very annoying, but there's nothing I can do about it.

Because the wishes of the villagers are small and simple.They pinned all their hopes on this god, but it turned out that it was not a god at all.

It's just that the earth-bound spirit who can't be reincarnated in the end because his wish has not been fulfilled after death, and he can't see the sun, how can he help others realize their wishes.

At first, the young man was lying on the ground covered in blood. When he saw this, he thought that the villagers had slaughtered pigs, cattle and sheep to honor him, so he didn't do anything about it.

The man closed his eyes and fell asleep, but he never expected that the Taoist priest who came was covered in blood and remained motionless.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that there was a deep knife wound on the wrist.

Ji Ming carefully inspected the wound, took a veil and patiently wiped off his bloody face little by little, and then revealed a familiar face.

He did lose his mind for a moment, with a bit of consternation on his face.

He clearly saw that Tang Yi still had a weak breath, but because he was restricted by the regulations of the underworld as a ghost, he was unable to rescue him, so he finally used his bone to continue his life.

Swear with a kiss, melt with blood.

I am happy to wear clothes and sleep in a coffin.

The four rules must be indispensable before the marriage can be recorded in the marriage book.

However, since there are advantages and disadvantages.The lifespan of the partner bone is equally divided. Of course, in order to avoid extra problems, the red thread will be tightly tied to each other, and there will be only each other in a lifetime.

If one party has a crooked mind, the end will be worse than death.

Yin Division has always been very considerate.For one thing, it can also prevent dignitaries and dignitaries from unscrupulous pursuit of eternal life, and at the same time, make lovers get married in the end.

-

Tang Yi doubted his identity the first time he saw Ji Ming.

Xiangyue Village is remote and remote, and the roads are sparsely populated. Along the way, the houses in the nearby villages are dilapidated and old, and no one lives there. There will be no one else in the ancestral hall.

Besides, the ever-burning lamps, censers, and spirit flowers are not ordinary things.

All of them imply the established identity.

Tang Yi has long been accustomed to seeing ghosts.

As soon as Tang Yi stepped out of the coffin, he caught a glimpse of the slender man leaning back unobtrusively, his ears turned a little red.

"No problem." Tang Yi laughed instantly, and put away his intention to play tricks on him.

He hastily inspected the surroundings of the ancestral hall, and raised his eyelids to look at the nanmu longevity coffin in the center of the ancestral hall. The ingenious workmanship is amazing.

The materials used are all made of high-quality nanmu.

Tang Yi squatted down to look at the two sides of the coffin. On the left and right sides were carved two dragon tails intertwined with each other.

It's really a big deal.

He lowered his eyes to look at the wound on his wrist again, and his expression was in a trance for a while.

The young man lowered his eyes to look at the wound on his hand. The blood on it had stopped long ago and was carefully bandaged by the man. He immediately turned his head and thanked the man.

"Under Tang Yi, thank you brother for helping me out."

The man said: "It's clear."

Tang Yi had to admit that he had a good skin.

Since Ming was wearing a fire-like wedding dress, it was the same style as what he was wearing at a glance, with different embroidery patterns, and a long-life lock collar around his neck.

The most wonderful thing is that he is shaped like a peach blossom, with eyes that seem drunk but not drunk.There seems to be warm mountains and soft waters in the eyes, with a smile on the brows and eyes, appearing gentle and affectionate.

Looking at the incomparably handsome man, Tang Yi felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It seemed that they had met somewhere before.

"Jiming." It turned out that this was his man's name. Tang Yi was silent for a while under Jiming's astonished gaze, and he asked, "Have I met you?"

"..." Ji Ming blinked, feeling flustered for a moment.

Tang Yi thought, maybe he was overthinking.

Looking back, Tang Yi saw sharply the burden he carried when he came to Xiangyue Village, and the Taoist robe he was wearing before he could think of an excuse.

The young man hastily squatted down and turned over.

Fortunately, the magic weapon he was carrying was still there, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that the blood-stained Taoist robe can't be worn anymore.

-

"They sacrificed me as a sacrifice." Tang Yi followed along to clear his mind.

No wonder, when he asked where the evil spirit was, the village chief and the other man looked at him with unnatural expressions, and hesitantly said that they would take him there.

Later, a bowl of tea was offered for him to drink, and then the young man lost consciousness.

Come to think of it, [-]% of the tea is sweat medicine.

"The harvest in Xiangyue Village is poor, but the people's hearts are very good. Other nearby villages have moved out one after another, but Xiangyue Village has not." The reason for this is unknown.

As the saying goes, although there are troublesome people in poor mountains and bad waters, he didn't want to scold them for being pedantic for a while, and still hoped that the village would get better and better.

After calculating with his fingers, he shook his head, he already knew it in his heart.

"Speaking of which, there are more and more ghosts entering the world of heaven." Many colleagues often report that the business of catching ghosts has become better, and there are always people coming to ask them to catch ghosts.

But for the people, it is definitely not a good thing.

The yin and evil spirit in the yang world is quite strong, no matter how you look at it, it seems that there is something wrong with Bei Luofeng in the extreme north, otherwise the ghosts would not be able to escape.

If things go on like this, I'm afraid that even the world of the sun will not be able to live in peace.

"There is indeed a turmoil in the underworld." Ji Ming frowned slightly.

"Half a month ago, it was the succession ceremony of King Yan. During the ceremony, several Lords of Yan stood up to oppose his succession. Right now, he has not grasped the real power.

The ghosts and ghosts are always very shrewd. When the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, when they see that the situation is not good, they all act according to the wind, and the two remaining Wuchang are still assisting.

In this way, the murderous ghost has the opportunity to escape into the underworld. "

After Ming finished speaking, he suddenly remembered, "Speaking of which, Chongde Hall is only supported by my resentment, and it will collapse once I leave."

"No." Tang Yi vetoed it without thinking.

Although the earth binding spirit is a kind of murderous ghost, it can only stay in the bound place and wait day after day. It has no malicious intentions, dies unjustly, or has unfulfilled wishes.

The little Taoist priest looked up at him with a complicated expression, "If the earth-bound spirit leaves the bound place for an hour, it will be wiped out, and it will live forever and never be reincarnated."

Tang Yi didn't make it clear.The three souls and seven souls of the ghosts disappear in the six realms, and the souls are scattered and completely extinct.

He knows that once the man's soul is gone, the marriage between him and Ji Ming in the marriage book can be dissolved immediately, but Tang Yi can't watch him die.

"Don't worry, now you and I are partners, and now I only need to borrow a treasure from the Taoist priest before I can leave." Ji Ming said very calmly.

It doesn't look like a fake to see that he is sure.

Tang Yi looked at him and asked, "Is it possible?" He felt a little ridiculous.

He had browsed through ancient books in the Qingfeng Temple, and he had a certain understanding of different ghosts and anecdotes about the underworld, but he had never heard of it.

"Rules are dead, but people are alive." Ji Ming stared at him with dark eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Xiao Daoist, you might as well give it a try!"

But listening to him seemed to pose no danger to the two.

"Okay!" Tang Yi nodded in response, "When I came down to Xiangyue Village, I only brought the Eight Diagrams Mirror of King Wen, the Spirit Binding Lock and the Tongtian Sword with me. What treasures do you want to borrow?"

"Your body."

Third eye

Tang Yi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

The long and narrow willow eyes are bent into a proper arc.

He stretched out his arms generously, and there was a faint smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, without the slightest bit of coyness, he said, "Please go ahead."

He looks like a gentleman.

On the other hand, it is obvious, but it seems at a loss.He closed his eyes, stretched out his left hand and tapped Tang Yi's chest, and his figure slowly changed.

Tang Yi watched him gradually disappear in front of him.

A strange feeling came to my heart, and my heart slowly filled up.

It was like an ancient book with broken pages. After searching for a long time, Tang Yi finally found a broken page on his body. Tang Yi felt very novel.

The ground under his feet suddenly shook.

"Hurry up, the ancestral hall is about to collapse! After pressing the dragon head on the left side of the coffin, a secret road will appear, and you can go down the mountain along the way." Ji Ming reminded.

"Okay!" Tang Yi responded immediately.

In the center of the ancestral hall, a lot of broken stones fell, and the young man hurriedly pressed the dragon's head, and a secret path full of steps appeared, and he couldn't see his fingers when he stretched out his hands.

"Boom—" He didn't think about it, and walked down the steps.

Tang Yi could even hear the sound of stones falling to the ground above.

Tang Yi heard the sound of the stone falling to the ground, and when he carefully walked out of the long secret path in the dark, he found that he was already halfway up the mountain.

Even though there was a distance from Chongde Hall, he could still hear a loud "bang" from a distance, and it was instantly reduced to ruins.

Before Tang Yi could sigh, a white light flashed, and since Ming appeared immediately after sensing the collapse of the ancestral hall, his chest became empty again.

He thought about it and couldn't figure out why.

-

At the foot of the mountain, I saw a woman carrying a basket and holding a child in one hand.

The boy looked about five or six years old, but it was a pity that there was a scar on his round face, which was very painful. He stared at Tang Yi a few more times.

"Mother, it's God Erlang!" The little boy pointed at the young man.

The woman was so frightened that she covered his mouth, fearing that the child would say something weird and cause big trouble, she apologized to Tang Yi with an apologetic face.

Tang Yi smiled and nodded slightly, "It's okay."

The woman seemed to be fleeing, and left with the child.

The young man couldn't help touching the vermilion vertical line between his eyebrows.

"Is it a birthmark?" Ji Ming stood aside, tilted his head and raised his hand to caress the vermilion vertical lines on Tang Yi's eyebrows. He thought it was a natural birthmark when he saw it earlier.But now it seems that it doesn't seem like it.

Tang Yi said: "Sky Eye."

There is still a difference in the essence of ghosts. What ordinary people with naked eyes can see are only ordinary ghosts waiting to be reincarnated, and they have no influence on themselves.

The murderous ghosts who can really transform into shapes and illusions, or the ghosts who come to the underworld to seek revenge and find someone to die for a chance to be reincarnated, even if ordinary people feel chills down their spines, they can't see them.If you don't have time to react, you usually die.

Therefore, some people who practice the Tao will open the "third eye" through practice, that is, open the eye of heaven.Although the ghosts with profound Taoism are unusual and difficult to see the original form, but the sky eye can see through them at a glance.

It's just that Tang Yi's third eye was opened with the help of Master's Taoism because of his insufficient cultivation, which inevitably left traces.

Xiaodaochang's long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a small shadow on his cheek, he was extremely obedient, and immediately comforted him when he saw it.

"It's okay, I look good." The man was indeed not lying.

Tang Yi followed his master to practice Taoism for fourteen years, every word and deed in every frown, smile, and deed is full of fairy spirit, loose-shaped crane bones, dressed in happy clothes but with extraordinary aura.

Especially the touch of vermilion between the brows made the young man with a crown-like face less cold in his eyes, like an exiled immortal who had fallen into the world.

Hearing this, Xiao Daoist grinned with the corners of his mouth open, he was between a boy and a young man with a trace of vigor, and Ji Ming's mood suddenly improved.

When he was about to reach the foot of the mountain, Tang Yi suddenly remembered that there was another important matter that he almost forgot, "I will find a way to dissolve the marriage."

Marriage is indistinguishable, that is, it is a destined partner for three generations, and the man should just want to save his life with good intentions, but he did not expect that the follow-up will be more troublesome.

It's just that as soon as he said this, he didn't have a bottom in his heart.

Fortunately, he could go back to ask his master, but knowing that he didn't accumulate much merit, he caused a big mess, and he might be punished for copying books again.

After hearing the words clearly, although there was no words for a long time, there was an indescribable complex expression on Qingjun's face, and his eyes fell on the young man's face.

Thinking about it, Tang Yi patted him on the shoulder.

"You stay with me first to discuss the long-term." His master Liu Wangqing is a well-known leader in Qingfeng Temple, and it is not easy to meet him.

Master could have attained Taoism and ascended a long time ago, but due to his identity as the head of the sect, he has not ascended to the sky for a long time, so he can probably figure out a way.

The Taoist chief raised his head in thought, looking confident.

Ming laughed and didn't continue the topic.

The two of them were silent all the way, but it was also very quiet.

-

It was noon and the sun was just right.

Tang Yi and Jiming went straight down the mountain but did not return to the Taoist temple.

He bought Xiaozhu in Pingjiao half a year ago, but he didn't have much savings on hand, so he bought it after saving for a few years. The advantage is that there are few people around and the environment is good.

"Tang Daoist, two letters came this morning."

The sun was just right, and Aunt Zhang washed her clothes and hung them outside to dry.

Tang Yi stood still before nodding to her. Aunt Zhang looked at him with a tired expression and a bad complexion, as if he was going to catch ghosts for others again.

It wasn't until Aunt Zhang dried all the clothes that she suddenly remembered that the Daoist priest looked really strange today, and didn't see him wearing a Taoist robe.

"grown ups--"

As soon as Tang Yi approached the door, the door opened from the inside.

He only heard the immature child's voice coming from a distance, and the boy who was estimated to be only six or seven years old rushed towards the leader of the trail quickly, Tang Yi hugged him with a smile.

The boy was taken aback when he saw Ji Ming, and stared at him timidly.

"Yuan Yuan!" Tang Yi bent down and picked him up, but Tang Yuan's watery eyes stared at Ji Ming without blinking, and his bright eyes were full of fear.

The scene in front of him made people feel mixed feelings, Ji Ming raised his index finger between his lips and made a 'hush' gesture with his lips, his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles.

Tang Yuan looked young, but he had been dead for many years.

So even though he looks like a child, as a little ghost, he has long learned to read words, read people's hearts, and understand his meaning at a glance.

Tang Yuan let him hold him, his chin resting on Tang Yi's shoulder.

The young man put down Yuan Yuan after he entered the hall, glanced at the table, there were two letters on it besides a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he sat down and poured a cup of tea.

"By the way, Yuan Yuan is also an earth-bound spirit." Tang Yi said suddenly.

For more than forty years, he was bound in Xiaozhuli. When he was young, he was separated from his parents at the Yulan Festival, was abducted, and was tortured to death later.

After finishing speaking, the Taoist chief sighed.

Ji Ming was silent for a long while, then patted Yuan Yuan's head.

Tang Yuan was used to being beaten by others, when he saw Jiming raised his hand, he immediately shrunk his neck and looked at him pitifully, but the man touched his head instead.

Thought it would be a fierce ghost, Yuan Yuan's big watery eyes circled back and forth on the two of them, and it was the first time that the lord brought someone back.

He had his hips akimbo, looking like a little grown-up, but when Tang Yuan opened his mouth, it was still a childish voice, asking: "Are you married to a grown-up?"

He said it was an inquiry, but he already had an answer in his heart.

"Yes." Mingming had no intention of hiding it.

"..."

Tang Yi, who was eating cakes, couldn't sit still.

Just now, the young man was feeling a little hungry, thinking that it is very normal for the earth binding spirits to communicate with each other, so he didn't want to disturb the two of them.

Tang Yi picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but when he heard Yuan Yuan's words, he almost choked on the pastry, and decided to take his snack later.

After getting the answer he wanted, Tang Yuan felt a little relieved.

The little one jumped on the chair and said word by word: "You must promise to treat the adults well, and don't bully him!" He wants to fight for the rights and interests of the adults!

Tang Yi frowned when he heard that, shame, shame!

He immediately decided to send Yuan Yuan away, but in the next second he answered with a frowning eyebrow and swore with three fingers, the young man was so frightened that he immediately pulled him back.

Tang Yi stretched out his hand and flicked the little boy's head.

"Yuan Yuan, don't make trouble!" Tang Yi pushed him away helplessly, "Go quickly and see how much firewood is left in the stove, if there is not enough, tell someone to cut firewood."

"Oh—" Tang Yuan dragged his voice deliberately to express his dissatisfaction.

"He's still young." Tang Yi shook his head helplessly.

Reaching out to open the letters on the table of the Eight Immortals, Tang Yi discovered that a letter was actually sent by the old master, saying that he would go to retreat for a year.

Tang Yi was startled when he read the whole article, he didn't expect the master to retreat at this juncture, the plan really couldn't keep up with the changes.

Because he is Liu Wangqing's closed disciple, Tang Yi goes down the mountain to practice in order to accumulate merits after he has achieved something in his studies, and the master misses him very much.

Liu Wangqing gave many instructions in the letter, and at the same time pointed out that Zhang Xi, the wife of Zhang County Magistrate, had entrusted him to go to catch ghosts, and Tang Yi will handle the retreat now.

The other letter was sent by someone sent by the Zhang family.

Zhang Xianlin was mentioned in the letter.

In the letter, Zhang Xianlin, the county magistrate, was mentioned, saying that he drank several soups and medicines after contracting the cold, but he still didn't get better, and within a few days he fell ill.

Zhang Xi asked a doctor to go to the mansion to see a doctor, but in the end the doctor couldn't figure out what was going on, and she had no choice. She wondered if it was a ghost.

Tang Yi frowned after putting down the letter. Mr. Zhang Xianlin Zhang is famous for being upright and upright in the town, and he is an upright official who behaves well and sits well.

Whether it is evil or not, he must go this trip.

"I'm going to Zhang's mansion to catch ghosts at night."

"I'll go with you." Hearing the words, Ji Ming said straightforwardly.

Tang Yi nodded without any objection, "Alright."

The two can still have a care together, eyebrows and eyes closed, the young man picked up the tea bowl and lowered his head to take a shallow sip of the tea, rubbing the side of the tea bowl with an unfathomable expression.

Opening the eyes of the sky consumes some energy, Tang Yi blinked, and rubbed his index finger on the edge of the bowl one after another, a thought quietly popped into his mind.

But in fact, ghosts also have a "third eye". When you see a person who is a ghost, you can see its original shape at a glance, so there are monks who feed ghosts.

Since he wants to catch ghosts and accumulate virtue, he can ask Ji Ming for help!

Tang Yi's eyes fell on the man. If he wanted to ascend to the Supreme God, he needed to save the dangers and save the troubles to accumulate merits. He would be a good helper.

Men are very pleasing to the eye and have a high level of morality. Just using resentment to support the ancestral hall is very strong, and the rest can be cultivated the day after tomorrow.

Tang Yi thought about it and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was to his eyes.

Maybe it's because the smile on his face was too bright, and the way he was staring at the man at the moment was more like a kitten seeing a mouse, obviously turning his head away uncomfortably.

"Brother Jiming, you don't mind joining me as a partner!"

After all, the Taoist leader immediately smiled, and looked at Ji Ming with a sly smile in his eyes, as if trying to win people's hearts.

Oh no, it should be to win over ghosts.

☆, red rope

"I don't mind." Ji Ming replied crisply.

It went so smoothly that Tang Yi developed a sense of unreality for no reason, so he took a sip of tea to calm down.

The man's eyes are clear, with a slight smile, he looks more and more gentle without any impatience, and seems to be very indulgent to everything.

Of course Tang Yi did not suspect him, and said: "You can follow me during the period before my master leaves the customs, and I will never treat you badly."

After all, he opened the drawer and took out the square box, and saw that the square box made of peach wood was filled with a lot of ghost coins, neatly placed in stacks.

"My lord, I told Song Yang to go up the mountain to cut firewood."

Tang Yi nodded, he remembered Song Yang's, when he left he was less than Zhixue, but he was a speeding ghost, he had helped him cut firewood before.

What a poor child!

He took out a few Ming coins and gave them to Tang Yuan, "Give this to him, and ask him if he wants to find a job in the house, the monthly salary will never be less for him."

"Yes, my lord!"

Yuan Yuan rejoiced, took the coin, carefully folded it in his arms for fear of losing it, and went out the door with a skip.

He took out another stack of Ming money and stuffed it into Ji Ming's hand.

"You take some, even though you won't need it in the underworld, but once you enter the underworld, there will always be something useful for it. It's also good for hunting down little ghosts."

There is a saying that goes well, money can make ghosts turn mills.

Ming lowered his eyes, took a look at it, and saw that every piece was stamped with a seal stamped by King Yama himself, which was the underworld coin commonly used by the underworld.

It is different from the paper money burned to ghosts in Yangjian.

The ghosts in Fengdu cannot really receive and use the paper money burned by the common people during festivals, but the young people's hands are different.

After being stamped by Yan Luo Wang himself, the Ming banknotes circulated in Yinsi and Feng.

"Where did you come from?" After confirming clearly, with a serious face, when he looked sideways at Tang Yi, he frowned and looked at him with a complicated expression.

In order to prevent ghosts from causing trouble, King Yama recorded special characters on each ghost coin, and it was recorded who sent it to.

It can also be used to track down the whereabouts of ghosts.

"It's a long story."

As soon as it was mentioned, Tang Yi felt that it was extremely absurd.

In the early years, he caught ghosts several times in a row, but at critical moments, he met Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu, who were ordered to hunt down the ghosts that had escaped from Fengdu.They are ghost messengers, Tang Yi has nothing to do, so he can only hand over the ghosts he got to them.

Later, the two were entangled in business affairs, so they simply went to Yangjian to find Tang Yi and asked him to help them catch the evil spirits, and promised that they would be grateful if everything happened.

Now that I think about it, what kind of muscle was wrong at that time, I thought I could practice the Taoism taught by Master, and I really agreed immediately.

But I never thought that the ghosts who can be captured, of course, their abilities will not be so bad.Because of his youth and frivolity, coupled with his young age and inexperienced Daoism, Tang Yi went through life and death several times, almost costing his life several times, and finally captured the evil spirit.

Although the little Taoist leader was disheartened, he went to work happily.

At the ghost gate, she was almost recognized by Po Meng as a fierce ghost who had come to reincarnate.

Impermanence in black and white is Yama's right-hand man. As ghosts, the two still have the most basic integrity, and they immediately fulfilled their promises.

He took out a dozen brand new Ming coins and gave it to him.

Is this what people in the world did?

Oh, it turned out to be the second master of impermanence!That's fine.

Tang Yi made a long story short, and only gave a general idea, but he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the end, showing a faint smile.

He was a little melancholy to tell the embarrassing things to the outside world, but when he saw the man smiling picturesquely, for no reason, he felt a sense of familiarity.

As if he had seen it somewhere before, Tang Yi rubbed his head, probably thinking wildly because of his beauty.It's so immodest!

-

In the evening, Tang Yi tied a white cloth and cooked for himself.

He doesn't cook much, they are all home-cooked dishes, so of course his cooking skills are not superb, and he can't compare with a chef.Yuan Yuan squatted beside the stove, adding some firewood to the fire from time to time, while Yang Yang helped.

Song Yang was very careful in his work, but unfortunately he was born with a hoarse voice at a young age and could only speak a few short sentences.On weekdays, he often gestures with his hands when talking to others, and he is more sensible than other children.

He chopped the mutton into small pieces according to the adults' instructions.

During his lifetime, his family was poor, Song Yang came out early, and worked as a help cook in the back kitchen of the inn for a while; when the chef was cooking, he helped the chef by his side, and he learned a lot by ear.Tang Yi turned around and kneaded the noodles that had just been made together. Since Ming came out of the bathroom, his long hair was not dry yet.As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw him kneading the dough, and stood aside with my hands behind my back, watching with interest for a while, and saw that his technique was quite skillful.

Kneading dough is physical work, and after a while, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, but Tang Yi didn't have time to take care of it, he tilted his head and wiped his forehead casually with his sleeve.It was too casual, unexpectedly, the flour got on his cuff, and a smear of white appeared on his face, directly turning the Taoist priest into a dirty cat with a painted face, Yuan Yuan giggled.

Knowing his sharp eyes and sharp hands, he took out his handkerchief and reached out to wipe off the sweat on his forehead and the flour on his face.When Tang Yuan saw it, he immediately covered his eyes with his hands and peeked through his fingers; on the other hand, although Song Yang looked astonished and seemed a little surprised, he quickly calmed down.

"Children are not allowed to peek." Seeing Yuan Yuan's actions, Song Yang gestured towards him with his hand, and Tang Yuan grinned at him and made a face.

"I'll do it myself!" Tang Yi panicked on his face, even without touching it, Tang Yi could feel his cheeks burning hot, feeling uncomfortable all over, and reached out to get a handkerchief.

Ming blinked, but just looked at him, and his eyes slowly fell on the young man's knuckle-boned hands.Tang Yi didn't understand why, so he had to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, and subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, but was caught by the man.

I don't know if it was from the stove fire, or what, Tang Yi's cheeks were slightly red.

The young man looked up at him uncomfortably, but he saw that Ji Ming was as calm as a person who had nothing to do, and told him, "Don't get your clothes dirty."

The man's expression was indifferent, and there was nothing wrong with it.On the contrary, Tang Yi felt that it was him who reacted too much just now. He is a Taoist priest, and he either returns to Taoist temples or goes to catch ghosts on weekdays, and of course he rarely contacts people.

Just now, she was as shy as a girl, what a shame!

Picking up the bench beside him, Ming sat obediently, turned his head to look at the palm of his hand, raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, but the roots of his ears began to turn red.

After the dough was kneaded, Tang Yi divided it into small pieces. He took a wooden stick and rolled the pieces of dough evenly into cake shapes. He was used to it, so his movements were very neat. cook.

"My lord, the mutton is done." Song Yang put the mutton on the board, rubbed it inside and out with salt, and cut it into strips.

"What are you going to do?" Ji Ming asked lazily, resting his chin on one hand.

"Stewed mutton soup, pancakes, fried shredded sheepskin."

The mutton soup was cooking in the pot. It was boiled until the soup was thick and white. Tang Yi took a sip and tasted it before serving it out with satisfaction, and sprinkled fennel and chopped green onion.

A large bowl of mutton soup is full of color, fragrance and taste.

Yuan Yuan's nostrils fluttered, and he leaned forward, and before he could come over, Tang Yi gave Tang Yi a headache, and the adults urged him to wash his hands quickly.

Tang Yuan stuck out his tongue, and was dragged obediently by Song Yang to wash his hands.

The steaming hot meal is on the table.

Taking off the white cloth tied around his waist, Tang Yi greeted them for dinner.

Speaking of which, the ghost is already dead, so it doesn't matter if you don't eat.

But Tang Yi didn't ascend, so he couldn't Bigu.

After being seated, Ji Ming brought the served rice to them.

Song Yang waved his hands hastily, after all he was not used to the feeling of being served by others, he was about to stand up, but the adults motioned him to sit down.

I only heard Tang Yi say: "Let him come!"

People always need to feel needed.

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Several people ate a meal heartily.

Tang Yi went into the wing room and took a brand new Taoist robe. Before going to the bath room, he was still not at ease, and told them, "Recently, the ghosts and monsters in Fengdu City have repeatedly fled and entered the Yangjian. Tonight, Jiming and I have to go to Zhang's mansion. You don't want to go out of the house, lest the murderous ghosts make trouble."

Song Yang nodded.He is a fast-moving ghost, his knowledge is not deep, but he can clearly feel that he is different from ordinary people. As soon as night falls, the yin energy in the yang world will become more and more intense.I don't know how many lonely souls and wild ghosts escaped from the living hell in Fengdu, and how many came to the world.

"I can't get out."

After Yuan Yuan heard the words, he remembered his situation again, lowered his head in frustration, very unhappy, and was trapped in it day after day.

"Don't worry." Tang Yi heaved a sigh of relief as he rubbed his head.

It is recorded in ancient books: The earth-bound spirit, caused by unresolved obsession and soaring resentment during life, is a murderous ghost and cannot be reincarnated.If you forcibly leave the bound place, it will be regarded as going against the sky, and it will be wiped out in half an hour.

However, Ji Ming came out.

He couldn't help but feel that there was a glimmer of hope, "There will be a way!"

"My lord, the person you brought back belongs to the earth-bound spirit, but in terms of morality and deeds, they are far above us." Song Yang frowned and gestured to him.

Just now, Song Yang