I can't get enough to feed you

Ouyang replied calmly without changing his face: "No expensive, eighteen this year."

The two handsome men and beauties in ancient and modern costumes in the living room immediately chuckled, and the old Taoist said, "Where did this little friend learn from?"

Ouyang raised his eyes to look at the old Taoist priest, and carefully looked left and right, and the old Taoist couldn't help but sit up straight.

Ou Yang said in his heart that I am a serious national civil servant-a candidate talent, referred to as a reserve cadre. Where did you come from, a bad old man who looks like a charlatan?

Ji Xuanyuan stood behind Ouyang on the right, and behind him stood Meng Xiaojiang, who bowed his head and said nothing. He looked around, and found that the villa was surrounded by yin energy. It was a good place for evil spirits, but none of them could see it. arrive.

If the yin qi is extremely heavy, evil spirits will be recruited, and the evil spirits will gather in one place to regenerate yin qi.The two complement each other, it can be said that they are symbiotic, but Ji Xuanyuan looked around the house like a countryman entering the city, but found that there was no evil spirit.

"Strange." Ji Xuanyuan withdrew his gaze from looking around, and said "tsk", with a look of surprise on his face.

Mr. Mori Jiro had already set his eyes on Ji Xuanyuan's face, and he was so surprised by the beauty of his face that he said to himself, if I were a woman, I would fall in love with this man immediately.

Hearing Ji Xuanyuan's voice, although Mr. Mori Jiro felt that this handsome gentleman was more like an idol model star than a celestial master, his heart tightened, and Mr. Jiro immediately asked Ji Xuanyuan: "What advice does this gentleman have?"

When the employer opened his mouth, everyone in the room turned their gazes to Ji Xuanyuan's face. Except for Ouyang and Meng Xiaojiang, everyone was immediately startled by Ji Xuanyuan's handsome face, and their eyes fell on Ji Xuanyuan's face involuntarily and refused to leave.

Ji Xuanyuan frankly accepted the baptism of everyone's eyes, showing eight big white teeth and smiled brightly: "This place is extremely dark, but there are no evil spirits."

Jiro Mori glanced at the old Taoist calmly, and the two old men exchanged a look. Jiro Mori nodded and replied to Ji Xuanyuan: "That's exactly what Zhang Tianshi said."

Ji Xuanyuan withdrew her eight big white teeth and nodded reservedly: "Master Zhang Tianshi should have explained such unreasonableness."

Hearing this, Mori Jiro must have felt that Ji Xuanyuan was more reliable than that little friend Ouyang, so he stared at Ji Xuanyuan left and right, and Mr. Jiro asked sadly and respectfully: "Does this gentleman dare to ask your name?"

Ji Xuanyuan smiled chicly: "Ji Xuanyuan."

There was a cold snort in the room, and the old Taoist yelled with an old voice: "Huangkou kid, dare to use the name of Huangdi!"

Ji Xuanyuan glanced over, and said calmly: "How do you know that I am not Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor?"

There was a silence in the room, Meng Xiaojiang was a liberal arts student, Ouyang was a magician in the Taoist system, plus Mori Jiro, who was familiar with traditional Chinese culture, the old Taoist priest and the man and woman behind him, the six of them all faced Ji Xuanyuan's eyes widened.

"You—" The old Taoist looked at Ji Xuanyuan up and down in disbelief, but saw nothing.He couldn't tell that he had aura, and he couldn't tell that he was any different from ordinary people. In his opinion, this Ji Xuanyuan was just an ordinary man with an overly handsome face.

But how can an ordinary person see that there is a lot of yin but no evil spirits here? The old Taoist widened his eyes and realized that the handsome man in front of him was probably much more powerful than him.

"Are you really Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor?" The old Taoist tried hard to look calm, but his trembling beard betrayed the old man's heart.

Ji Xuanyuan spread his hands, and looked at the old Taoist priest as if looking at something strange: "I'm just joking, Xuanyuan by the Jishui River has been dead for 8000 years!"

The old Taoist's chin raised his goatee, but then he curled his lower lip, and refused to pay attention to Ji Xuanyuan.

Ji Xuanyuan was also not interested in this bad old man, he just poked Ouyang's waist, Ouyang silently glanced at Ji Xuanyuan, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master Xuanyuan, this joke is not funny, don't you It's such a joke."

Ji Xuanyuan shook his head, and replied in a low voice: "When he was alive, I joked with him a lot. When he died, I don't think he would mind."

It seems self-evident who "he" is in Ji Xuanyuan's words, but Ouyang is unreasonable no matter what he thinks. His eyeballs rolled around twice, and Ji Xuanyuan poked his waist again. Wan Ji Xuanyuan silently pointed to the bad old Japanese Mouri Jiro who was bowing his head in thought.

Mr. Mori Jiro is 62 this year, his hair is half gray, his face is withered like old tree bark, and he is a serious old face.

Now this old face is getting old and haggard because of supernatural events. Originally, relying on the power of money, he can still make up for one or two in terms of dressing and temperament. At least he looks like a handsome old man.

Now that he is involved in supernatural events, Mr. Mouri Jiro's external temperament piled up by money is gone forever, leaving him in a state of anxiety all day long. Originally relying on wealth, he looked like 62 at 52, but now wealth can't beat non-scientific and unreasonable events. Mr. Morijiro looks a lot like 72 now.

Mr. Mori Jiro, who is 62 in inner and 72 in appearance, is secretly evaluating Ji Xuanyuan in his heart. Behind Ji Xuanyuan is a young man who looks a year or two younger than Ou Tianshi.

The young man has no hair on his mouth, so he looks unreliable. Although Ji Xuanyuan also has no hair on his mouth, he has a natural appearance and temperament that is superior to others and is definitely not human.

Ouyang had a rare sympathy with Ji Xuanyuan, followed Ji Xuanyuan and secretly pointed at the old Japanese man. Ouyang ignored the old Taoist priest who seemed to be a fake certificate, and hit his employer directly.

Taking a step forward, a human-shaped shadow fell in front of Mori Jiro's eyes. Mr. Jiro was terrified by this, and immediately shrank back in fear, and raised his head in extreme panic.

Ouyang was trying his best to put on an indifferent and detached Long Aotian pretending to be X, when he met Mr. Mao Li's eyes full of horror, he turned his head in great perplexity, and behind him were Ji Xuanyuan who was calmly pretending to be X. Meng Xiaojiang fell into a state of autism.

"I thought it was haunted in broad daylight." Ouyang turned his head and looked at Mr. Maoli with dissatisfaction, "Mr. Kojiro, do I look scary? I am also a member of our class, and I am called the handsome sunshine boy Ouyang." foreign."

Mori Jiro wiped his face, and said in panic and suspicion: "Ouyang Jun, this is Jiro, not Kojiro, and, Ouyang Jun, aren't you Ou Tianshi? Why have you become a class teacher again? Are you still in school? High school? University ?”

Ouyang put his hands in his pockets, and Gao Leng replied: "Heroes don't ask where they come from. I'm a serious high school student, so I'm more reliable than that old Taoist priest who looks like a fake certificate, right?"