After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

The first day of junior high school, Xu time.

After dinner, the faces of Xue's family were as solemn and sluggish as frosted eggplants.

The more timid ones have already asked for leave and went home in advance.

The masters who came to get rid of ghosts are setting up troops in the backyard of Xue's mansion with their own abilities.

Yesterday's troublemaker was wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, with a mahogany sword pinned to his back.

Not to mention, pigs with scallions stuck in their noses look quite 'like'.

He prettily ordered people to paste yellow talismans on every corner of Xue's mansion.

Without exception, the stone lions around the house are tied with red threads soaked in the blood of black dogs, and they are entangled like spider webs.

Small copper bells filled with scriptures are hung on the red thread, echoing in the rustling wind.

There are three sticks of incense in the incense burner on the table, and a red candle leads the way in the northwest corner.

Lausanne, who had a nod to Fu Xuan, was also making preparations.

I saw him holding a thick Sanskrit secret book in his hand, chanting some mantras plausibly.

Because the distance is too far, I can't hear it clearly.

In comparison, the boy they met at the Baozi shop was much calmer.

Fu Xuan closely followed Cui Yan's pace, keeping half an arm away from him.

He was thirsty for knowledge and asked: "Cui Lang, are they really so powerful?"

"Except for the fact that the one we are looking for has some real skills, the rest are just fakes."

Cui Yan raised his eyes to look at the unruly boy, and found that he was also looking at him, so he nodded slightly.

Seeing all this, Fu Xuan felt a little sour in his heart.

He felt that it was this young man who took the man's mind away, that's why the man didn't want to be friends with him.

The strange thing is that he has been sticking behind Cui Yan like a follower, and the two have never had a chance to talk.

Why do they have such a tacit understanding? The eyes of the two are like sweet honey, they are tired of being together, and they can't stop talking.

In fact, this kind of thing is also common in Nanfeng Pavilion. As the saying goes, there is no hundred-day red flower, and there is no wild flower fragrance in the house flower.

The guests like this one today, but will fall in love with another one tomorrow, all for the sake of novelty, Fu Xuan understands it in his heart.

It's just that he didn't expect that he was a well-known young gentleman in Jinlingtai. When he was alive, Cui Yan became bored with those rich country gentry carrying a body that was hard to see with more than a dozen money boxes.

It is inevitable that I feel a little frustrated when I openly talk to outsiders in front of my face.

Seeing that Fu Xuan was dazed, Cui Yan hurriedly said: "You are a beautiful ghost yourself, their Taoism is useful or not, you will know if you try it."

Fu Xuan's back felt cold, the man actually wanted him to try his best

Not only did he fall in love with the newcomer, but he also wanted to use a knife to kill ghosts and get rid of himself? !

Thinking about it carefully, Cui Yan is the king of Hades, so killing his wife will naturally be scolded by the gods, and maybe his bad deeds will be recorded in the history books of the God Realm.

But by using an excuse to eliminate him in the mortal world, he can easily pick himself out.

Fu Xuan took a tight breath, feeling that his life was not long, and sincerely surrendered: "Cui Lang, my family has been taught by my mother since I was a child, and the three of us can live in harmony."

He was afraid that Cui Yan would not be satisfied, so he couldn't bear to look at the man's trouser seam, and said flatly, "Or, I can make land for Cui Lang's new favorite, and I promise that I will never cry or make trouble."

Cui Yan's face suddenly changed, his deep and bright pupils gleamed with a gloomy light, and he cursed: "There is no cure!"

Fu Xuan's eyes flickered, feeling sad and wronged.

I have so sensibly given my relatives and husbands to outsiders to enjoy, why should I end up being criticized all the time.

He still wanted to say something to defend himself, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by a scream from a distance.