I soared after being forced to marry

Sitting in the kitchen, a ray of soul consciousness was left outside.

He bumped into Jiming in the bathroom and wanted to find out the truth, but he hadn't even entered the door with his soul consciousness, so someone blocked him, which really caught him by surprise.

Then, as soon as Ji Ming entered the kitchen, his eyes fell on him.

Make him fidgety.

"I know that." Tang Yi nodded.

Listening, Song Yang raised his eyebrows, but his expression changed again and again.

He saw that Jiming was walking slowly with a lantern in hand.

Wearing a robe of Shu brocade, the man looks tall and tall.

Immediately, Song Yang lowered his head guiltily.

"You bastard, what are you talking about?"

From a distance, the man came towards them and asked with a smile.

Tang Yuan shook his head again and again, "It's nothing!"

"Siming, you wait for me for a while, and when I take a shower and change clothes, you and I will go to Zhang's residence together." Tang Yi said, turned and entered the bathroom.

The man nodded, turned his head to look, Tang Yuan and Song Yang were whispering and whispering; after a while, the dancing little boy was dragged away by Song Yang.Yuan Yuan frowned and yelled at Song Yang angrily, but Ming laughed and let them go.

Tang Yi took off his robe, stepped into the bathtub, and immersed himself in the water.

The water temperature was just right, with warmth, he squinted his eyes, and leaned his smooth back against the bucket to relax his body.On the wrist, there was only a faint crescent-shaped red mark left, which was about to fade away, and no one else could see it at all.

After a long while, Tang Yi closed his eyes and stimulated the true energy in his body.

The gold and red thread on the wrist appeared immediately.

There was a silver bell tied to the rope. He lowered his eyes, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to pull it lightly. It jingled, and the bell sounded very clear and sweet.

Strangely sound.

"The red line under the moon keeps cutting with knives, and it can't be taken off. There are several magical weapons in the Three Realms, but he can't help it!" After thinking about it, Tang Yi rubbed the red line eagerly, and was about to untie it, but he heard a familiar voice. .

Tang Yi was startled, and immediately looked up.

Si Ming sat on the edge of the window, glanced at him unobtrusively, saw the hideous scar on his chest, his pupils shrank slightly, he calmed down and looked away.

Tang Yi frowned, the man was wearing his sleeve robe, and the same red thread was tied around his wrist, he was taken aback for a moment, and lowered his eyes after a moment of thought.

Since Ming had long hands and long legs, like a cat, he jumped down from the edge of the window lightly, turned around and closed the window, only to hear his muffled voice.

"The red thread of the Rabbit God, how did you get it?"

"A while ago, he sent spirit ghosts into the mortal world, pretending to be fortune tellers on the street, and sending them off to everyone." He didn't hide anything, he told the truth clearly.

What is Xiangsidian going to do?

He also pretended to be a Taoist priest and gave it away to everyone, and the Taoist priest's reputation was killed.

Tang Yi raised his brows, with some doubts, he simply got up and took off the Taoist robe on the screen, and tied his clothes.After wiping off the wet long hair with a sweat towel and tidying it up properly, he took the copper coin sword and went out together.

☆、County magistrate's office

As soon as the two of them went out, they bumped into a young servant, who was holding a lantern in his hand. Seeing him slightly startled, he asked, "But Daoist Tang?"

"It's down."

Hearing this, the boy's eyes lit up, and he led the way respectfully.

In the dead of night, Tang Yi was beside him with his hands behind his back.Seeing that there was no one around, the young man took courage and said, "Master Daoist, the master has hit a ghost."

He said it as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes. Hearing this, Tang Yi just stared at his face and frowned slowly, and simply continued to listen to him.

"A servant girl in the house got up at night, saying that she saw a black shadow with her own eyes."

Since Ming was at his side, staring at his back, he quietly scratched the palm of the Taoist priest's turned back, causing Tang Yi to withdraw his hand.

Of course the boy couldn't see him, and didn't pay attention to Tang Yi's movements.

There was still a cold feeling in the palm of his hand, Tang Yi's heart moved but he still responded to the boy calmly: "But the night is dark, are you sure you read it correctly?"

"That's why no one in the house believed her when she said it; but within seven days after this incident, the master was ill in bed." The young man clicked his tongue twice.

Once the chatterbox is opened, it cannot be closed.

The boy shook his head and said to himself: "At noon, when I was taking the prescription to the pharmacy to get the master's medicine, I met a fake Taoist priest on the street. Under the guise of fortune-telling, he said to everyone, benefactor, look at the poor Taoist." The peach blossoms are blooming, and the red luan is destined to be a star, and a good relationship will be formed, and you have a happy event!"

"Oh, there is such a thing?" Tang Yi raised his eyebrows, turned his hands behind his back to pretend not to know, and looked at Ji Ming, noncommittal.

"Yes! I was so happy that I even gave a red rope!"

After finishing speaking, he shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, if I hadn't seen him and Da Huang say that with my own eyes, I would have believed it!"

"Rhubarb?" He had a bad premonition in his heart.

"The dog of the pharmacy owner!"

"..." Tang Yi couldn't help frowning.

Where is the Rabbit God planning to lead the thread!

-

The servant led Tang Yi into the mansion.

As soon as he entered the mansion, Mrs. Zhang greeted him immediately, took his hand and talked about his master Liu Wangqing. It turned out that the county magistrate and he were old friends.

Since Ming is very unaccustomed to speaking on the spot, relying on the fact that others can't see him, he simply walks into the mansion ostentatiously, to find out the general situation of the mansion first.

The two walked in while talking, and Mrs. Zhang ordered people to watch tea.

"Ma'am, there is no need to drink tea." God knows, Tang Yi was reminded of the time in Xiangyue Village, "How is your body?"

"It's hard to say." Tears welled up in her eyes, "For the past few days, the doctor who visited the mansion has been helpless. I beg the Taoist priest to save him!"

Mrs. Zhang's face was very haggard, apparently she hadn't slept well for a few days.

"Ma'am, don't worry. Since I am an old friend of Master, I, Tang, will do my best and will do my best." Tang Yi handed her a handkerchief.

"As soon as I entered the mansion, I felt that there was a heavy cloud. If it is too late, things will change. Madam, please order the servants and maids to return to the room immediately, so as not to come in and out to affect the way of doing things."

"Okay, okay!" Mrs. Zhang hurriedly responded.

It has been a long time since he disappeared in the front yard, I don't know if he found anything.

After Tang Yi and his wife finished explaining, they withdrew and went to the backyard, and saw Ji Ming leaning against a red-painted pillar with his arms crossed, uncharacteristically in a daze.

Looking at the man carefully, he found that he was tall and tall, and the gold-embroidered black robe he was wearing was slightly opened, revealing a bit of cold white skin.

If a person has noble bones, he must have noble spirit.

This sentence came to Tang Yi's mind for no reason.

"Master Daoist," seeing him coming, said, "Just now, I checked the second hall and the back hall carefully, and it's really strange that it's so dark!"

Tang Yi nodded, "The yin energy is heavier than my Xiaozhu."

At present, he does have one thing unknown.

As officials, they always care about Feng Shui the most, but County Magistrate Zhang chooses his mansion in a place with a lot of yin, which makes people feel strange.

"However, the furnishings in the county magistrate's mansion are quite different from the rumors."

Tang Yi was confused, "How do you say that?"

Ji Ming pointed to the flowers and plants in the garden, and explained: "Master Dao, all the plants in the backyard are very precious flowers and plants, and each plant is very delicate."

"Just now, when I entered the door, I saw coral jade in the main hall, blue and white porcelain vases and red sandalwood utensils on the cabinet, which surprised me for a moment."

Clean and honest?Proper behavior?

Zhang Xianlin, a magistrate of the seventh grade, actually spent more than one million snowflake silver to decorate his house, one can imagine the inside story.

Tang Yi stared at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

The inner courtyard is full of exotic flowers and plants, and is extremely luxurious, but Tang Yi can't help being suspicious when he thinks of seeing Mrs. Zhang when he entered the mansion just now.

When Mrs. Zhang came up to meet her, she was wearing the most common styles of tailors, as well as the headgear, which were all ordinary women's clothes.

For other hostesses, they would have been wearing gold and silver for a long time.

As he paced back and forth in the courtyard, a flash of light flashed in his mind.

Tang Yi and Jiming exchanged glances.

"Go! Go out and have a look!"

The two immediately left the backyard, turned around and rushed to the gate of the mansion.

Tang Yi stared at the plaque in the courtyard without blinking for a moment.

The strange thing is that the county magistrate's mansion is not newly built, but the plaque hanging on it is extraordinarily brand new, clearly out of place with the gate of the courtyard.

Little to no exposure to weather and visible signs of wear.

"Perhaps, this house does not belong to County Magistrate Zhang at all."

The Taoist leader pondered for a moment, then said firmly.

Jiming said with emotion: "The Taoist priest is extremely intelligent."

"If you ask me, the county magistrate's mansion is really strange."

-

The two walked around the house before heading to the main room together.

As soon as he entered the main room, he saw Mrs. Zhang sitting beside the bed. She was guarding Zhang Xianlin's bed and wiping his body. It seemed that Mrs. Zhang cared about him very much.

Zhang Xianlin was lying on the couch with his eyes closed, his pale face without a trace of blood, and his appearance was haggard.Mrs. Zhang wiped her tears silently.

"It smells so bad." Since Ming has a very keen sense of smell, he smelled a faint smell of decay in the air as soon as he entered the door, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Tang Yi glanced at the room and found it interesting. Usually the main room is where the owner lives, and there are not many decorations, but this room is an exception.

The walls are centered on the left and right, and two calligraphy paintings are hung.

The strange thing is that in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, there are several ceramic calligraphy and painting jars for storing calligraphy and painting, as well as several pots of ornamental green plants.

Looking away without any trace, he had a small calculation in his heart.

"Mrs. Zhang, Your Excellency is really elegant and understanding. I see that there are quite a lot of study objects in the main room. It seems that he has studied calligraphy and painting."

Mrs. Zhang trembled when she heard the words, she glanced at the person on the bed, and finally she decided to tell the truth: "Master Tang, to be honest, the county magistrate's mansion in Lianzhou was originally the prefect's mansion, and it was later given to the master."

Tang Yi raised his eyebrows, "Let's listen to Madam."

"A long time ago, the prefect said that he wanted to move the mansion, but there was no way to take away all the valuables from the mansion. He said he would send someone back to get them."

"By the way, before leaving, the prefect repeatedly asked us to warn the servants in each house not to move them lightly when cleaning up the main house."

As she paced the room, she tried hard to remember.

"Did he send someone to pick it up?" Tang Yi asked.

Zhang Xi shook his head, "It's the fault here. The prefect and the master have very little friendship, just nodding acquaintances. Although he came to discuss matters with the master three months ago, they didn't reach an agreement, so when he suddenly proposed to move the mansion Then it was donated to the house, and we were all very surprised.”

Madam Zhang let out a long breath after speaking.

"There is something strange." After hearing these words, Ji Ming still frowned.

"So that's how it is." Tang Yi understood clearly, he didn't understand Li Taishou's personality, he nodded, and stretched out his hand to lift Zhang Xianlin's left and right eyelids to take a look, the whites of his eyes were blue but not like ordinary people.

Gas eater?

Just as he was thinking, a warm breath came from his ear, and Ji Ming leaned over to look at Zhang Xianlin, "Air-eater," he said firmly.

Qi-eating ghosts are relatively common ghosts in Fengdu.

Habitual likes to take advantage of the weakness of the human body to possess people to absorb their yang energy.

Tang Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he frowned.It wasn't until he entered the main room that he realized that although the furnishings in this mansion were luxurious, but in his opinion, the county magistrate's mansion seemed to be arranged in a certain formation, and he shuddered when he thought about it carefully.

——An ambitious person set up a huge formation in Zhang's mansion, imprisoned or raised the qi-eating ghost in the mansion, and the people in the mansion provided him with breath.

Gas-eating ghosts rely on breathing breath to feed themselves. Although they are ghosts, they only haunt villains who have done bad things, so they will not take the initiative to harm others.

It's just that the gas-eating ghosts of the county magistrate's mansion were suppressed here.

Tang Yi frowned deeply. He knew very well that imprisoning the ghost would only deepen his resentment. The people in the mansion were sick and weak, and they would be targeted and possessed by the gas-eating ghost almost immediately.That's why the county magistrate fell ill.

Having said that clearly before, I was actually reminding myself.

"Mrs. Zhang, after you moved to the county magistrate's mansion, do you think there is anything unusual in the mansion?" Tang Yi thought for a while and asked softly.

It was the first time he had encountered the spirit summoning formation set up by Ghost Xiu.

Setting up an array to summon souls is a test of one's heart, even the best practitioners in the ghost way are still very cautious in summoning souls, otherwise it is very easy to be backlashed.

For thousands of years, yin and yang have interacted with each other.What Taoism pays more attention to is to take no heart as the body, weakness as the foundation, and purity as the foundation, and dilute people's desires.

But cultivating the way of ghosts requires expanding the seven emotions and six desires and controlling desires.

On that side, Mrs. Zhang slapped her head, and suddenly remembered what the servant had mentioned to her a few days ago, "Xiao Cui said, just a few days ago, the master was reading in the study, and she was studying ink, when suddenly he heard the master talking to himself. I mentioned the possession of the gods in a foreign language, but I don’t know what it means.”

"Also, Xiaocui said that when she got up at night to relieve her hand, she saw a black figure standing in the yard, motionless, but it was too late to see the appearance clearly; Linzi said that the horses in the stable recently did not know a single one Why are you not obedient. Daoist Tang, does this have something to do with the master?"

Tang Yi and Jiming looked at each other, "Just now, I saw that the county magistrate's eyes were blue and haggard, and I heard you said that the ghosts that Xiao Cui saw at night were all kinds of strange, so I suddenly figured it out."

"The source of everything should start with the formation in the mansion and the imprisoned gas-eating ghost." Seeing Zhang Xi's puzzled expression, he explained aloud.

"However, it has nothing to do with the immortal family. Immortals will not go down to harm people."

It wasn't that Tang Yi was talking nonsense.

It is because the immortal world and the lower world are more clearly divided than the Yin and Yang worlds.

The immortals who are in the immortal class and have ascended to the Tao, although their immortal skills are very superb, their hearts are very arrogant, and they do not want to lower their self-worth in the lower realms.

"Since he can make people bedridden in a short period of time, it is absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary gas eaters. Madam please avoid it first."

-

Mrs. Zhang agreed, and as soon as she walked away, Tang Yi immediately began to rummage through the boxes and check the utensils in the room, and he really guessed right.

A talisman with red characters on a black background is pasted under the porcelain.

Seeing that he was busy, looking around, his eyes suddenly fell on the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, he raised his hand, and the calligraphy and painting fell on his hand.

He couldn't help frowning.

I saw that the back of this calligraphy and painting is densely packed with talismans.

Tang Yi turned his head to the side, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his stiff body, and he leaned over for no reason, his eyes were wide open, and the talismans were next to each other.

He swallowed his saliva, only to feel his scalp go numb.The two of them didn't know what to say for a while. Zhang Xianlin's condition took a turn for the worse in just a few days.

After all, it's easy to hide with an open gun, but it's hard to defend against a hidden arrow. If he just captures the gas-eater, he might startle the snake, so he has to think of a perfect plan.

☆, gas eater

The more such talismans are pasted, the better the suppression effect will be.

Tang Yi knew very well that he should not act too hastily, if he rashly used Taoism to force the Qi-eating ghost out of Zhang Xianlin's body, the ghost would still be trapped in the county magistrate's mansion.

Everything can only be solved from the source.

Since Ming stroked the talisman paper thoughtfully, the red talisman written on it immediately lit up, and after a while, the red light slowly dimmed.

"It seems that if you want to exorcise ghosts, you must first break the formation." Ji Ming put the calligraphy and painting on the table.

"I'll look for the eyes first." After Tang Yi said, he turned around and went out with his sword in hand, but he ran back after not burning a stick of incense, "Stay away from the room for a while."

Ji Ming nodded, with a subtle smile on his face.

At this moment, he was wearing white clothes with fluttering sleeves, and his toes landed firmly on the highest eaves of the mansion, looking down and taking in everything at a glance.

Tang Yi's breath was steady and lengthy, he pinched a sword formula with his right hand, closed his willow-leaf eyes, and chanted a mantra in a low voice, the vertical lines on his forehead suddenly appeared red.

Chitong slowly opened his eyes, looking down at everything from a high position.

One of the most important things about setting up a formation and summoning souls is that the person who sets up the formation must know enough about the location where the formation is set up. This person must be someone who is familiar with the mansion.

The main room where Zhang Xianlin and his wife live is located in the center of the house when viewed from the top down.

Therefore, there are a lot of talismans in the room.

Compared to destroying the formation with great effort, it is obviously much better to find the eye of the formation, which is the lifeblood of the formation, to break through it, and the formation will be vulnerable immediately.

Once the eyes are broken, it is much easier to catch ghosts.

-

After Tang Yi figured it out, he didn't hesitate to move. He held the Tongtian Sword and drew a bloodstain on the palm of his hand. The sword body vibrated, and two Five Elements Thunder Talismans were attached to the sword body.

The zhenqi in the young man's body continued to operate, and the blade of the sword sent out a long and clear chant that went straight into the sky. The weather suddenly changed, and the sky suddenly thundered.

Even the servants who were anxiously waiting in the room were also taken aback.

In the early years, I don’t know where it came from. It was said that when priests were hunting ghosts, irrelevant people would be possessed by ghosts if they peeked, so they had to wait patiently.

Seeing this, Tang Yi didn't dare to neglect his movements. He flipped the tip of the Tongtian Sword with his wrist and turned the direction, pointing directly at the main room. The two Thunder Talismans were drawn like sharp swords.

The servants could only hear two loud bangs in the room.

The talisman paper on the calligraphy and painting turned into a pile of powder in an instant.

The eye in the room was pierced by the thunder talisman, and a cloud of black smoke slowly emerged from Zhang Xianlin's body, and flew into the sky as soon as it came out.

But how can I escape the eyes of the sky.

Tang Yi held the Tongtian Sword in his hand to meet him head-on. The Qi Eater didn't want to confront him head-on, so he jumped to avoid him, as if he was very anxious to leave the mansion.

The young man shook his head, picked up a sword flower to lure the enemy, he opened his eyes and could clearly see the original shape of the gas eater, he was a white-faced scholar.

Seeing him backing down, the young man pressed forward step by step, and deftly picked up a sword flower to lure the enemy with a false move, forcing him to make a move, and let the gas-eater fight him head-on.

The qi-eating ghost saw the tricks and avoided them one by one. The expression on his face was rarely serious. There was a sound of piercing through the air, and the chilling sword energy struck.

Tongtian is a rare sword, one side is condensed with cold fiber long straight blade, extremely sharp, and the other side is inlaid with five emperors copper coins.

The Five Emperors are tired of winning money to ward off evil spirits, and the blood on the sword is not a joke, blood is really taboo for ghosts.

Especially when the other party is still a priest.

With a flash of his figure, he could barely avoid the sword energy, and turned his head to see Tang Yi's eyes were slightly closed and his red pupils were fixedly watching him, with a hint of displeasure immediately showing on his face.

"You're looking for death!" The gas-eating ghost's face suddenly became stern, and Tang Yi saw the ghost's original form in the curling black smoke, a white-faced scholar with a strangle mark on his neck.

The gas-eater was shrouded in resentment, and following his words, a cloud of gray and black smoke billowed towards him, and the young man's expression remained calm and calm.

Tang Yi rubbed his index finger on the hilt of the sword, but Ning Mei took out a five-element fire talisman from his sleeve, stuck it to the sword, and pinched a magic spell in his hand.

In an instant, the talisman paper burned instantly, and the gas-eater only saw the unreal flames on the sword, and was stunned for a while, the sword was wrapped in strong wind and rushed straight to the door.

The point of the sword was about to touch his brow, and the gas-eating ghost's eyes widened in panic. The outcome was decided, and he stood there begging to die.

Turning around, Tang Yi flipped his wrist lightly, and the sharp blade in his hand just brushed against his face lightly, but it didn't hurt the gas eater in the slightest.

The awe-inspiring sword aura made people's hairs stand on end, and the qi-eater's body stretched tightly into a straight line, his eyelashes trembled, but he didn't feel any pain.

Not knowing what happened, the gas-eater opened his eyes and saw Tang Yi leaping up to the branch and putting away the Tongtian Sword, with his hands resting behind his back leisurely.

The gas eater looked at him suspiciously, and after a little hesitation, he suddenly understood what he meant, bowed and saluted, and then turned into black smoke and flew westward.

Since Ming saw it clearly from a high place, he saw that Tang Yi had put away the Tongtian Sword and let the gas-eater go away, and was about to avoid him, but the other party looked over.

It was the first time he saw Tang Yi like this, he was dressed in a bright white Taoist robe and the sleeves fluttered against the crowd, so he looked so dusty, Ji Ming couldn't help but take a few more glances.

I want to dye this whiteness with other colors.

When the mind is together, it is difficult to look directly at it.

After a stick of incense, the sky returned to normal. Tang Yi retracted his sword into its scabbard and planned to close his eyes. Feeling being stared at, the young man subconsciously looked back.

The moment Chimu and Jiming looked at each other, an unexplainable feeling rose up in Tang Yi's heart for no reason, and his heart seemed to be squeezed by someone.

Even he couldn't tell why.

-

"Clap!"

Before he had time to think deeply, a folding fan hit him on the head.

Tang Yi opened his eyes unexpectedly, and the red pupils on his forehead immediately closed his eyes spontaneously, leaving red lines, and the young man came back to his senses.

Ji Ming looked at him with a half-smile: "Let's go see Magistrate Zhang first."

Although Zhang Xianlin is still in a coma, his complexion is indeed a little better than when he first came in. It is estimated that he will recover after a few months of recuperation.

It's just a pity that the precious calligraphy and paintings in the room, the priceless and precious porcelain in the room were broken all over the floor, the calligraphy and paintings were so black that they couldn't be seen after being struck by lightning.

A mess all over the place.

Although she was mentally prepared to hear the movement, Mrs. Zhang was still wide-eyed and startled when she entered the room, so she had no choice but to comfort her by saying that she was fine.

"Mrs. Zhang, the gas-eating ghost was dispelled by me. After a period of recuperation, the county magistrate's health will gradually improve. The utensils in the room are not surprising."

He smiled mischievously, "If Madam is worried, I'm afraid the eunuch will ask—"

"Tomorrow, I will ask the servants to release the news that a group of thieves came to the county magistrate's mansion at night and stole the property from the mansion!"

Zhang Xi has been with Zhang Xianlin all year round, and she has already made a judgment in her heart when she thinks about the prefect. Of course, she knows what to do.

"Madam is beautiful and intelligent, so Tang can rest assured!"

-

It's just that when the two were about to leave the mansion, Tang Yi pasted a piece of talisman paper with a yellow background on the back of the plaque in Zhang's mansion, and hid the other one under Zhang Xianlin's bed.

The talismans written in blood can be used to town houses and transform evil spirits.

At that time, the night was dark, the wind was clear and the moon was white.

The young man held a red lantern in his hand, and at night, there were very few pedestrians near the county magistrate's mansion, unlike a busy city, the only sound of his footsteps could be heard along the way.

Tang Yi felt that Ji Ming's eyes fell on his back.

"Don't ask, why did I let him go?"

"You won't let him go easily." Ji Ming shook his head slightly, he glanced at the young man calmly, and said firmly, "You are waiting for the time to mature."

Tang Yi smiled heartily when he heard this. He deliberately let the gas-eating ghost go away just now not to let the tiger go back to the mountain, but to draw out the real culprit behind the scenes.

Although qi-eating ghosts are very common in Fengdu, it takes a year for a normal qi-eating ghost to possess a person, and the condition worsens.Scholars are far above others of their kind.

Zhang Xianlin was bedridden in just a few days.

If you really let him go, what if you don't change your nature?

Magistrate Zhang is not the first victim.

"There will be a good show tonight." Ji Ming closed the folding fan and tapped on his palm.

"Some people had vendettas in life, and after death they will find revenge in the world of heaven."

Tang Yi's languid voice meant something. After coming out of Qingfeng Temple, he had seen many ghosts who came to the world to seek revenge, and all of them were very vengeful.

"Aren't you going to help a group of eunuchs?" Ji Ming asked hesitantly.

The young man had a cynical attitude, "Little ancestor, I'm crazy and don't know right from wrong, good from evil, so I will help as long as I am haunted by ghosts?"

"Wake up, exorcising ghosts only earns [-] cents, that's another price!"

He is not an eminent monk who can save sentient beings, no matter whether Li Taishou died horizontally or vertically on the mansion tonight, to put it bluntly, he is to blame.

The young man's mouth is very skillful, and Ming turned his head to see his slightly puffed cheeks muttering endlessly on his mouth, and there was a clear smile in his eyes.

Xu felt that he was walking calmly and slowly, but when Ji Ming suddenly pulled Tang Yi's arm and speeded up his pace calmly, the young man in the head of Fan Xing was slightly taken aback.

He pointedly reminded, "Don't make Yuan Yuan and the others wait impatiently."

It seemed that Yuan Yuan would cause trouble, but Tang Yi didn't agree with it, but suddenly thought that maybe Yuan Yuan would really do it, and he almost burned the stove last time.

He quickly followed the man's pace, but this time his eyes fell on the hand that was holding his arm, and there was no warmth in his palm.

You can feel the coolness through the sleeves.

However, he felt that his heart was hot and dry. Looking at the back of Ji Ming, Tang Yi suddenly had a strange thought, whether it was because he was still holding the red thread.

While the young man was thinking, the man led him into the downtown area.

The bright lights in the market are scattered, and there are many tourists.

Tang Yi was immediately attracted by the crowd, and saw all kinds of lanterns and snack toys on the stalls of the hawkers, which really dazzled people.

The Daoist who was holding him suddenly disappeared.

Pedestrians came and went on the street in the busy city, and when Ming looked around, he felt panic for no reason, and he knew that he should be locked up.

That way, only you can look at him.

"It's clear—"

A familiar voice sounded from the crowd.

Someone grabbed his robe from behind, and while he was turning around, a slightly cool mask was placed on Jiming's face, and he raised his eyes to meet Tang Yi's.

The street market was crowded with people and the lights were dimmed. Only a few sellers carrying poles shouted one after another, and the laughter of children was heard.

A few fireworks lit by someone suddenly rose into the sky, and many people stood there and looked up at the colorful fireworks, which bloomed and adorned the sky.

Someone sat on the bank of the river and set off a river lantern. The young man raised his head and his clear eyes were filled with stars, and the corners of his lips curled up silently.

"Let's set off the river lanterns! Let's set off the river lanterns!" The sound of fireworks exploding just covered the voice of him talking to the man, so Tang Yi had no choice but to raise his voice.

Since Ming tied the grimace mask behind his head, seeing him talking for a long time but pretending he didn't hear anything with a puzzled face, the young man gestured for a long time before he was discouraged.

Just when he was about to nod in response, a hand rested on Zhiming's shoulder with a hint of reluctance, which made him tense up involuntarily.

Tang Yi hooked his neck and stood on tiptoe, raised his voice and repeated the words in the ears of Ji Ming, warm breath sprinkled on the side of his face.

Zhiming lowered his eyes slightly, and his throat moved slightly.

"Okay." He answered.

☆, release river lanterns

Facing different styles of river lanterns, Tang Yi faced difficulties standing in front of the booth.

"I see Taoist priest, you bring your Taoist companion to pray, you must choose this pair of lifelike rabbit lamps, they look pleasing, and they are as good as the two of you."

Seeing that he could not make up his mind, the peddler enthusiastically recommended it.

"Then take the rabbit lamp!"

A clear voice came from next to his ear, and the young man realized that he had already lost his aura long ago, revealing his true form as a man.

No wonder the stall owner suddenly mentioned Taoist companions.

Tang Yi froze for a moment, "You like it?"

"Hmm." The man replied dryly.

Without even thinking about it, Tang Yi handed the money to the vendor, "Just take the rabbit lamp!"

"Okay!" The peddler immediately took the money with a smile on his face.

Thinking that fortunately he has discerning eyes, the two really have a close relationship.

-

Before the river lantern in his hand was warmed up, Tang Yi keenly felt that eyes were looking at them frequently, and only then did he understand what he was looking at.

Although the man still had a mask on his face, his clothes and accessories could not conceal his demeanor. His tall stature attracted many people to look sideways.

Tang Yi coughed twice, planning to remind him.

Seeing the young man clenching his fists to his lips and coughing, Ji Ming immediately raised his hand to touch his forehead, with a worried expression on his face, and asked him if he was feeling unwell.

Tang Yi: "..."

A lot of men, women and children gathered by the river.

Tang Yi didn't want to join in the fun, so he chose a place that was relatively secluded, and simply sat by the river, staring at the rippling river water.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Jiming had taken off his mask and was holding the river lantern like a child at a complete loss, his heart felt extremely soft.

"Come and sit." Tang Yi patted the ground, beckoning him to come and sit down.

"After lighting the river lantern, put it down, and your river lantern will float along the river, and then you can make a wish." He explained patiently.

"Here you are." Ji Ming gave him the rabbit lamp in his hand.

"You have to put it down yourself, and the wish will manifest."

The surface of the river is sparkling, and there are several river lanterns floating on it.

The river lanterns carried people's wishes, drifting with the river water amidst the laughter of the people, and went to a distant place. Tang Yi pushed the rabbit lantern into the water.

Jiming raised his head and looked at the person beside him, and saw that his eyes were closed and his hands were clasped together.

When Ming reached out to put the river lantern into the water, the rabbit lantern slowly approached the other rabbit lantern, walking side by side, and they moved forward together into the distance.

As soon as Tang Yi opened his eyes after making a wish, he saw the man's eyes were glued to his body, his eyes were deep, as if he wanted to tear him into his belly.

The young man was taken aback by this thought, and looked away uncomfortably.

Tang Yi asked: "Have you finished your wish?"

Mingming immediately responded with an 'hmm', and the pair of peach blossom eyes under the mask were still staring at him, "Xiao Daoist, what wish did you make?"

"It won't work if you express your wish." Tang Yi scratched his head embarrassingly.

After that, he hurriedly added, "Don't tell me!"

After the young man finished speaking, he stood up and stretched out his hand to him. With a smile in his eyes, Ming Ming raised his hand to take the hand he offered. The palm was warm, and he felt his eyelids heat up.

The memory is fresh.

Back then, someone reached out to him, pulled him out of the long night and boundless loneliness, gave him warmth, and took him to see the dawn of dawn.

Now that I have caught his palm, my wish has already manifested.

-

On the way back, Tang Yi bought some pastries.

Probably because of the unfortunate childhood, Yuan Yuan has never eaten anything good since he can remember, even after death, so he is very obsessed with eating.

As long as it's something he hasn't eaten before, he always wants to try it.

Later, when he met Tang Yi in Xiaozhu, the young man had never seen a ghost who liked to eat food in the yang world so much, so Song Yang often called him a gluttonous ghost.

"My lord, the dragon beard crisps I just made are crispy and delicious, sweet but not greasy."

Tang Yi came to Yunjinlou every now and then, Xiaoer recognized him at the first sight in the shop, immediately went up to meet him, and brought a pan of dragon beard crisps from the back kitchen.

The color is milky white, with distinct layers of sugar, and it is rolled neatly on the plate.

Tang Yi twisted some dragon beard crisps and tasted it, and found that it was really the same as what the waiter said, the taste was crispy, Yuan Yuan and Song Yang should like it.

Seeing that he was looking at him eagerly, to be precise, he should be looking at the little dragon beard candy left in his hand, the young man just fed him some.

Tang Yi asked: "Is it delicious?"

"Ok!"

Ji Ming stared at him straightly, let out an 'hmm', and then licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, not seeming to be fake, but Tang Yi quickly turned his head away.

The little boy was very clever, and immediately said: "This dragon beard crisp is a signature."

"Pack some dragon beard crisps and cloud cakes."

This little girl is articulate and cute. Yunjinlou's cakes are not only exquisite but also delicious and sweet.

It was late when the two returned to Xiaozhu.

Song Yang was leaning against the wall and sleeping with his head down, he was very light when he gave Jiming a place in the side room, closed the doors and windows and slept with his clothes on.

For a while, the whole Xiaozhu was very quiet, although there were cicadas and birds singing outside the window from time to time, they soon fell silent, and Tang Yi lay on the bed, feeling drowsy.

At three quarters of Yin time, when the dawn was about to break, someone slowly opened his eyes in the dark and stared at the beam above his head. After a while, the young man got up and lifted the quilt.

Tang Yi opened the window lightly, and a small paper crane made of talisman paper flapped its wings. He spread his hand, and the paper crane fluttered down on his palm.

Back then, when he let the gas-eater go, he immediately released a paper crane made of talisman paper, and followed him all the way to find the whereabouts of the gas-eater.

The paper crane turned around, fluttering its small wings.

"I'll go right now."

The gas eater is about to start his move.

When Tang Yi put away his sword and let him go, he knew that the gas-eater would take revenge after he escaped, so he could find out the real culprit behind the scenes by following the clues.

Everything is calculated.

-

Prefect's House.

"My lord, have another drink?" Li Chunxiao hugged the singing girl with his left hand, and the concubine's waist with his right hand, it could be said that he was hugging left and right, looking very happy.

Several dancers were ordered to dance in the hall, each with a beautiful figure wearing a translucent veil, and accessories rattling. He drank the wine in his hand.

Li Chunxiao lingered on the dancers, and when he got interested, he pointed to someone among the dancers and asked her to come forward and serve him a drink.