Marry the ex-boyfriend's father [Transmigration Book]

"Third Master, the riots here should not be reported, right?"

Asking softly with a smile, after getting an affirmative answer from the man, Ji Lanchuan brushed his left eye with his fingers together, and looked down at the kid who grabbed his ankle.

The other party was a boy about four or five years old. He didn't look very ugly, but his body smelled disgusting. He looked up at Ji Lanchuan, his pupils without whites were quite scary.

Raising little ghosts, as the name suggests, is to use magic to trap the souls of children who died young, and use the master's blood essence to feed them and drive them to do things. Once the souls of these children are detained, they will no longer be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation normally.

Orthodox celestial masters don't even bother to do such a sorcery that harms yin and morality. Seeing the boy's neck bound by a red thread with a mahogany tree hanging from it, Ji Lanchuan knew that the boy was a fierce ghost with a master.

With a flash of thought, the black-haired young man was like a gust of wind, and grabbed the thread hanging behind the boy, leading to nowhere. Yelling loudly.

"To shut up."

Lightning flickered at his fingertips, and Ji Lanchuan yelled angrily. God knows how abnormal his behavior would appear in the eyes of outsiders.

Turning his head and seeing Qin Zheng looking at him worriedly, Ji Lanchuan hesitated for a moment, and opened his eyes briefly for him. Although the two worlds of Yin and Yang should be clearly separated from each other, but with him and the golden light of merit, things should not go too far. mistake.

Because of being touched by the young man's hand, the red line that was a virtual image also became a reality, and the black-eyed kid desperately paddled his limbs and struggled in the air, looking very funny and ridiculous.

Except for the celestial master and the horoscope, the existence of this ghost boy can only be seen by the breeder. He deliberately raised his right hand, and Ji Lanchuan saw the tall and thin man looking at him in horror.

After all, they were all big shots who had seen the world. After a short period of panic, most of the guests regained their composure, except for a certain lady whose cheek was scratched by shards of the chandelier. At this time, Ji Lanchuan's weird behavior immediately attracted All attention.

The arm did not move, but the red thread in the young man's hand swayed back and forth unreasonably. Seeing that the kid's struggle became weaker and weaker, the tall and thin man finally couldn't hold back and said, "Let it go!"

"I knew it was you," Ji Lanchuan didn't intend to let go at all. He didn't care about other people's probing eyes. He glanced at the face of the other party who was suffering from both vitality and blood. Didn't tell you?"

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Most of the raised ghosts die violently. They have great resentment and are definitely not good. The ghost raisers have been offering their essence and blood for a long time. They are physically weak and weak. If they are not careful, they will be backlashed by the other party, even if things go smoothly for a while. If you get what you want, disasters will come your way in the days to come, and you will die prematurely.

This method of drinking poison to quench thirst can only be used by desperadoes and fools who don't know the truth.

"You, you stop talking nonsense." Seeing the young man yelling at the way he raised the little ghosts, although the tall and thin man was still retorting, his aura was no longer as arrogant as before.

With Third Master Qin in charge, no one dared to interrupt the inexplicable conversation between the two, but seeing the dodging eyes of the tall and thin man, it was obvious that the young man had stepped on his sore feet.

"Fu surname, 36 years old, married and childless," Ji Lanchuan casually calculated as he approached the other party step by step, "Economic problems lead to disharmony between husband and wife, but the business has been booming in the past three months, sir, look at what I said Is it right?"

Before the tall and thin man could speak, someone inside the venue let out a low exclamation. The name of the other party was Fu Hongda, and his financial situation was exactly the same as what the young man said.

"Things that can be found out by just asking around, so what if you are right," Fu Hongda, who relied on the ghost boy to transfer his luck, looked at Qin Zheng with fear, and insisted, "The third master is powerful, but he should not be robbed by his lover." Leave my things behind."

robbing?What are you grabbing?Is that the plain red line?

After listening to Fu Hongda's speech, everyone felt that the other party dared to contradict Qin Zheng because he was insane, but Ji Lanchuan knew that if there was no ghost boy, the other party's fortune would definitely plummet.

He is really a master who wants money but not life.

People who don't even cross the Buddha, let alone Ji Lanchuan, a true god who has no faith, wanted to return this dirty thing to the other party, but the red light in the ghost boy's eyes flashed, and he bit madly at Qin Zheng.

But it failed.

A white and slender left hand like suet jade blocked it, and a faint golden light shrouded it like veil like fog, occasionally mixed with deep purple arcs of lightning.

"Jie Jie, the little baby still has some real skills."

Blessed by the power of the person behind him, the ghost boy broke free from Ji Lanchuan's grasp suddenly, and spit out an old male voice, everyone in the auction venue looked at each other, almost thinking that they were dreaming.

What's going on, where did this sound come from?

The stench spread to the surroundings, and the ghost boy's sharp claws rushed towards Ji Lanchuan mixed with the dark wind, causing the ladies and ladies in the venue to unconsciously tighten their clothes.

"Noisy."

Frowning impatiently, Ji Lanchuan pointed at the sword, leading lightning to cut the red thread with perfect precision. He wore a light-colored dress that could not be more Western-style, but he just wore some wide-sleeved and broad-sleeved robes.

Using the golden light to catch the little devil who had escaped from bondage, the young man threw it into Fu Hongda's arms with perfect precision: "Give it back to you."

The ghost boy's blue-faced fangs, catalyzed by the manipulator behind the scenes, had already exposed the tragic death when he died. Fu Hongda hurriedly caught it, and then threw it desperately when the other party bit his neck.

It's a pity that it's easy to ask a god to send a god away, if it is so easy to get rid of the entanglement, raising a little ghost will not be listed as a sorcery in Taoism. on him.

"Qin Zheng, what's going on here?" Seeing Fu Hongda rolling on the ground like a lunatic, Song Yan, who had already disliked the two of them, stood up abruptly, "It's a good auction, but you let your own The little lover is playing tricks here."

Raising his eyes lightly, Qin Zheng glanced at the guests indifferently: "So what?"

so what.

The simple four words weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a mountain. No matter whether this farce was true or not, they were not qualified to criticize Third Master Qin's actions.

"Qin Zheng." Being choked so mercilessly by the other party, Song Yanzhang's face was steady, but Qin Zheng's fingers were trembling with anger. It was hard for him to find a chance to restore Song's reputation. The two team up and screw it up.

As soon as Fu Hongda's incident came out, regardless of whether the media reported it or not, the Song family would no longer be the protagonist of this auction.

Hastily cleaned up the mess on the scene, the well-trained host spoke again to enliven the atmosphere, Fu Hongda, who was judged to be mentally abnormal, was "asked" out of the venue by the security guard, Ji Lanchuan sat back beside the man, and apologized in a low voice: "sorry."

Stimulated by the sinister spell, he really wasn't cautious enough to act tonight. If it wasn't for Qin Zheng's protection, the farce just now would definitely not have ended properly.

"I'm here, you should have more confidence." Qin Zheng turned his head to look at the young man, and patted the back of the other's hand reassuringly, "Fu Hongda's reaction has already proved your rhetoric from the side."

Emotions and anger are not visible, even if they don't say it, everyone present at least believes it five points in their hearts.

Clenching the broken red thread tightly in his hand, Ji Lanchuan's brows still did not relax. Even though he had induced thunder to injure the person behind the ghost boy, the other party seemed to have noticed Qin Zheng's physique.

A man's fate is invaluable, so it's hard to guarantee that it won't attract some prying eyes.

After such a fuss, Qin Zheng didn't intend to participate in the subsequent dinner party. He had already arranged for someone to bid for the jade pendant at a high price. As soon as the auction ended, he planned to take the little rabbit home.

He also missed the dinner made by Zhang Ma. Ji Lanchuan had no objection to the man's decision, but he just got up when he felt a sharp pain in his ankle.

"hiss……"

Taking a breath, Ji Lanchuan fell backwards uncontrollably. Seeing this, Qin Zheng immediately helped him up: "What's wrong?"

"My left foot hurts."

The young man's tone was quite calm, but Qin Zheng could hear the hidden tremor in the other party's voice. He helped him back to his seat and sat down. He knelt down on one knee in front of the young man without hesitation.

"Third Master?"

His pupils shrank slightly, and Ji Lanchuan couldn't believe his eyes. He stretched out his hand and hurriedly pulled the man half kneeling in front of him: "It's okay, get up quickly..."

The clean trousers were neatly rolled up. Looking at the five swollen fingerprints on the young man's ankle, Qin Zheng asked angrily and distressedly, "Is this also called 'nothing'?"

Unable to speak, Ji Lanchuan didn't expect that the little devil would still have corpse poison in his hand, lurking for a long time and once it erupts, the other party's bones must have undergone special refinement.

"It's really fine, just go back and draw a talisman and burn the ashes into the water and wash it." Afraid that the man would worry, Ji Lanchuan endured the pain and put up a smiling face. He has a pure constitution and can't stand this kind of dirty dirt.

After a pause, Qin Zheng avoided the youth's bright water eyes: "It's really ugly."

Having already figured out the man's hard-spoken and soft-hearted nature, Ji Lanchuan was not angry, but just bent his mouth and opened his hands to the man: "I want to hug."

——If you don't find something for the other party to do, you don't know how long this person will kneel in front of you.

"You can act like a baby."

Unable to resist the pitiful eyes of the young man, Qin Zheng stood up and hugged him horizontally with a little effort.

Pretending not to feel the shocking gaze of others, Ji Lanchuan simply buried himself in the man's arms and pretended to be dead. Anyway, he has a lot of scenes, so it's okay to act as the proud little canary on the spot.

However, before the two of them left the venue, Fu Hongda, who was squatting outside the door, pushed past the security guard and rushed in.

"Master! I was wrong, Master! I beg you, my lord, to save me in large numbers!"

Hearing the other party kneel down in front of himself and Qin Zheng with a plop, Ji Lanchuan poked his head out of the man's arms speechlessly——

What day is it today? Why do both of them kneel down to him?

The author has something to say:

Ji Lanchuan: Everyone loves Qingping.

Qin Zheng: On one knee, propose, understand?

Severe pain during menstrual period, can't sit up straight, brain hurts into a paste, I'm sorry for the lateness, I will make up the owed second watch tomorrow.

Comparing hearts and hugs every day.