985 Xiuxian University

After taking the photo, Lin Ze happily put the phone back into his pocket, suppressing the urge to post on Moments.

"Are we going back like this?" Lin Ze turned his head and asked with some unfinished thoughts.

Ji Chengfeng: "Then where do you want to go for a stroll?"

Lin Ze stepped on the flying sword, made a sound of "咻——", swooped down from the top of the Haicheng Central Building, and then circled around the Haicheng Central Building twice. He pointed in one direction and said: "There It's Mr. Tang's apartment, or we can go shopping there."

Ji Chengfeng smiled knowingly: "You want to see if the shaggy-headed ghost has been found again?"

"Hey..." Lin Ze first showed a shy smile, and then pretended to be fierce: "I'm not trying to save it, I'm going to beat up that guy who talks about running trains! How dare you upload our photos on the Internet?" rumor!"

"Okay, then let's go there and have a look!" Ji Chengfeng smiled lightly, and Yujian flew out. The long sword pierced through the air, leaving behind a string of red sword light, stretching out a cloud of fire.

"Hey, wait for me!" Lin Ze yelled, followed by stepping on the sword, and staggered after him.

……

Mr. Tang lived on the top floor of that luxurious apartment, which was very easy to find. Lin Ze Yujian walked around their floor twice, looking at his window from a distance.

As a result, he found that Mr. Tang's balcony, bay window, and even the bathroom window were covered with various charms, completely blocking the sight of outsiders prying in.

Ordinary people can't see the meaning of those spells, but a foundation-building monk like Lin Ze can see the characters on them at a glance, all of which are shining with red halos, showing a faint majesty.

Obviously this is a talisman from the hands of a real monk, not comparable to the fake ones on the roadside stalls.

"Okay, Mr. Tang's contacts are good, and he actually found a powerful celestial master for him." Lin Ze gritted his teeth angrily.

When he saw the talismans on Mr. Tang's window, the strokes were complex and full of aura, he knew in his heart that this celestial master was much higher than him in terms of talismans, not to mention anything else.

"Ji Chengfeng, what do you think?" Lin Ze asked Ji Chengfeng with a slightly serious expression.

Ji Chengfeng said calmly: "The formations overflowing in that room fluctuate, it's not easy. If the unkempt ghost comes back to make trouble, I'm afraid it will encounter something difficult."

Lin Ze asked strangely, "What formation?"

Ji Chengfeng shook his head slowly: "I don't know, if I use my spiritual sense to visit, I might attract that monk's attention,"

Lin Ze pursed his lips a few times, and said guiltily, "If you're so powerful, then this cultivator's methods are not low, and he shouldn't be short of money. Why didn't he see Mr. Tang's tricks? He also promised to help kill the unkempt ghost? "

Ji Chengfeng stood on the sword with arms folded across his chest: "This is the issue of ghost power. At present, the decrees issued by the Management Department of the Cultivation Realm are only limited to protecting the rights of human cultivators (referred to as human rights) and the rights of demon cultivators (referred to as human rights). In terms of demon rights), they believe that creatures such as ghosts do not belong to the human world, and should be managed by ghost messengers in the underworld, so they have not issued any laws to ensure their safety."

"This has led to the fact that there will be no punishment for killing ghosts in the human world. For some monks with low moral quality, this is a good opportunity to play side-by-side. They usually capture some ghosts and sacrifice them to become magic weapon."

Lin Ze opened his mouth wide in surprise, it was the first time he heard these things: "Do you still engage in discrimination in the cultivation world?"

Ji Chengfeng shrugged his shoulders: "There's nothing you can do about it. This move is also to limit the number of ghosts in the world. If there are too many ghosts in the world and the yin energy rises, it will affect the health of ordinary people. However, in recent years, there are often The ghosts demonstrated in front of the management department, maybe in the future, this kind of discrimination will improve."

Lin Ze was really convinced. He sighed and said, "Well, seeing how the window is covered with charms, that shaggy-headed ghost must have retreated in spite of the difficulties and will not come."

"Let's go." Lin Ze said, pouring spiritual energy into the flying sword under his feet, and planned to leave with Yujian.

Ji Chengfeng touched his chin, with an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth, but he said: "With the IQ of that stupid disheveled man, it's probably not easy to make him quit when he's in trouble."

Suddenly, Lin Ze paused. He pulled Ji Chengfeng's sleeve and said, "Ji Chengfeng. You have good eyes. Look at what is lying on that rock?"

"Huh?" Ji Chengfeng looked down: "That little pangolin?"

"How could it be down there!?" Lin Ze looked at Ji Chengfeng in astonishment, and said, "Could it be that the shaggy-headed ghost left it down there because he was worried that it would be hurt by a spell, and he went up to find that Mr. Tang to settle the score?" gone?"

Ji Chengfeng's eyes darkened slightly, and he said, "I guess it should be like this."

"Damn it! That shaggy-headed ghost is a fool. He can draw such a powerful spell. I may not be able to beat this kind of celestial master. Isn't it just a gift?" Lin Ze was a little anxious.

Ji Chengfeng patiently said: "Forget it, let's wait and save it once we have the chance."

Lin Ze's face was not very good-looking, but he still nodded.

After a while, I only heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from Mr. Tang's house, as well as the shrill howling of ghosts and wolves, and the sound of pots and pans being smashed to the ground.

Lin Ze listened tremblingly, only worried that this stupid disheveled ghost would be beaten to death, right?

Suddenly, for an instant, all these voices disappeared.

Lin Ze was taken aback, and turned his head to look at Ji Chengfeng: "What's going on? No more fighting inside?"

"That celestial master must have set up a barrier, and things are going to be even more difficult." Ji Chengfeng frowned more and more, "Wait a little longer, if the shaggy-haired ghost doesn't come out, we'll rush in to save it."

Lin Ze nodded heavily, and stared nervously at the balcony of Mr. Tang's living room. It was different from the day they came. Today, the glass sliding door on the balcony is tightly closed.

Finally, there was a "click—" accompanied by the loud sound of glass shattering.

The glass door on Mr. Tang's balcony was shattered by a huge bell. The bell shot straight out from a height of [-] meters, and then fled towards the distance as if it had a spirit.

After that, a white-faced, beardless middle-aged man walked to the balcony. He had protruding cheekbones and a somewhat mean face. He looked out of the building, holding a handle of dust in his hand, with an aloof expression on his face, which looked bad. near.

"I didn't expect that the disheveled ghost, who has always been so poor, would have such a defensive magic weapon." The man with a white face and beardless sneered, and then there was a bit of covetousness in his eyes. He waved his hand whisk.

The white and slender whisks stretched rapidly, like the tentacles of a jellyfish in the sea, wriggling and extending towards the running bell!In the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of tens of meters and grabbed the bell in mid-air.

"Okay, good job, master, kill it! Kill that shaggy-headed ghost!" On the balcony, beside the white-faced and beardless monk, stood Mr. Tang. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was not afraid at all, but laughed loudly laugh.

He knew that money can turn ghosts around!What is a shaggy ghost?With his wealth, he can invite the master to solve it at any time!

The bell in the air kept shaking and trying to struggle, but was bound more and more tightly by the entanglement of the whisk.

"Aw!!!" Finally, the disheveled ghost screamed from inside the bell, and a wisp of green smoke came out. It fled outside the bell and re-formed the appearance of the disheveled ghost.

"Yo, finally came out?" The man with a white face and beardless raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes, full of coldness.

With a flick of his wrist, the fly whisk was like a devil's claws, grabbing at the shaggy-headed ghost.

"I'm fighting with you!" The puffy-headed ghost was forced to panic. He lowered his head and shouted: "Thousands of needles!"

Immediately, the hairs on his head, like sharp arrows, swished towards Fuchen, a burst of sparks splashed, and many slender and long hairs of Fuchen fell from the air.

The white-faced and beardless man's face turned cold, he shook the whisk in his hands suddenly, and immediately lifted the bell, then shook his wrist again, and directly slammed the bell out, and the ghostly aura evoked by the unkempt ghost erupted. The needles were thrown out.

And after using this big move, the unkempt ghost's vicious power was greatly reduced, its spirit body shriveled visibly with the naked eye, and the sharp fangs on its blue face also shrank into cute little canine teeth. It doesn't look intimidating.

At this time, he was faced with the whisk that attacked him again like covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The disheveled ghost's head turned cold, and there was only one thought in his heart: "God is going to kill me!!!"

"It's too bullying!" Lin Ze, who watched all the way from a distance, became more and more angry. He looked at the man with a white face and no beard, and gritted his teeth hard.

Immediately, without further ado, he flipped open the oil-paper umbrella, then swung his arms, and the oil-paper umbrella swirled in the air, stirring up a whirlwind, and attacked towards Fuchen!

Facing the furious long-haired Buddha dust, the oil-paper umbrella is like a tent, tightly blocking the shivering unkempt ghost, while the rotating umbrella is like a high-speed electric saw, colliding with the whisk During the process, the slender long hair of the whisk was continuously shaved off.

The white-faced and beardless man was originally standing on the balcony with a smile on his face, waiting to capture this disheveled ghost alive to make a magic weapon.

Unexpectedly, an oil-paper umbrella appeared out of nowhere and saved the unkempt ghost.

At that moment, the smile on the face of the white-faced and beardless man suddenly cracked, he cursed secretly, and at the same time raised his right hand, he was about to quickly retract the whisk.

"Zizi——" In the air, when the long hairs of the whisk collided with the edge of the umbrella, there was a sound like an electric shaver in operation.

When the white-faced and beardless man took back his magic weapon, he looked down and saw that his whisk had been shaved bald, and he cursed a very dirty word on the spot.

Once the move was successful, Lin Ze withdrew his magic weapon, and the corners of his lips could not stop rising.

"Everything has a first-come, first-come-first-served basis, and the same is true for subduing demons and eliminating ghosts. Isn't it too bad for this fellow Taoist to do so?" Standing on the balcony, the white-faced and beardless man suppressed the anger of the magic weapon being destroyed, and cast his sinister gaze, Throwing towards Lin Ze who was hovering with Yujian outside the building.

Lin Ze raised his eyebrows and said with a grin, "What rules? We don't have rules for killing good ghosts in the cultivation world."

"Ghosts are just ghosts. How can there be good and evil?" The white-faced and beardless man was furious: "I think you are here to find fault." After saying that, he directly wanted to attack Lin Ze.

Lin Ze didn't hesitate at all, and immediately raised the small paper umbrella, ready to fight.

At this time, the unpromising shaggy-headed ghost had no intention of helping Lin Ze. It rolled and crawled to the grass on the ground, hugging the little pangolin, and the two ghosts groaned together.

Ji Chengfeng walked over, bent down slowly, and picked up the bell that fell on the ground from the grass. He patted the dust on it, and cursed: "I gave you a magic weapon, but you still can't win the fight." That monk is really a waste."

The shaggy-headed ghost looked up and saw that it was Ji Chengfeng who came, it was stunned with aggrieved expression, and forgot to cry.

At this time, Ji Chengfeng didn't talk too much, just put a bell on its head with a cold face, and put both the shaggy-headed ghost and the little pangolin inside.

Then, Ji Chengfeng Yujian flew into the sky, came directly to Lin Ze, and said, "The matter is settled? We can go back now!"

Lin Ze cast his fierce eyes on the white-faced and beardless man: "This monk and I have to fight again! Don't make trouble!"

The pale-faced and beardless monk was just about to burn with anger, but when he saw Ji Chengfeng, he was stunned and stammered: "Ji, Ji Tianjun?"

Ji Chengfeng didn't look at him, he just said aggrievedly to Lin Ze: "Fight! Fight! Fight all day long! Do you want our family anymore!"

Lin Ze, who was rolling up his sleeves and preparing to fight: "..."

The man with white face and beardless: "..."

Ji Chengfeng, you are sick! ?

Lin Ze looked at Ji Chengfeng very strangely, as if saying: You forgot to take your medicine today?

But the male monk obviously misunderstood, his cheeks were flushed, he immediately turned his gaze to Ji Chengfeng, and said in an excited tone: "Ji Tianjun, this little monk is not worthy of you at all, I like you very much, and so do I." Gu family, I am not violent yet, in order to get closer to you, I have been working hard to learn the way of spells! Can you give me...give me a chance?"

After all, he still looked at Ji Chengfeng with eyes of adoration and admiration.

Lin Ze stared wide-eyed: "..." Damn, this is too shameless, right?He met the male mistress and poached him face to face! ?

"Are you saying it again!?" Lin Ze looked fiercely at the beardless man, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand almost touched the tip of his nose.

The white-faced and beardless man took a step back in fright, but faced with Lin Ze's aggressiveness, he did not choose to back down.

Thinking of the news about Ji Tianjun's domestic violence that has been uploaded on the forum recently, his blood surged even more, as if he wanted to save the male god from the fire and water, and bravely pursue true love.

Time barred for a few seconds.

Ji Chengfeng finally cast his eyes on him, and his eyes were a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that he would make such a mess with Lin Ze casually.

With a half-smile, he stretched out his hand decisively, grabbed Lin Ze and said, "My Taoist companion is kind-hearted, talented, and handsome. Where did you come from to be as confident as him? Don't believe the rumors on the cultivation world forum. Well, if you watch too much of that stuff, you will be mentally retarded."

The pale-faced and beardless male monk turned pale instantly.

Ji Chengfeng glanced at the spells on the window lightly, and said mercilessly: "I learned a few spells I created when I was young, but unfortunately, my spells are used to punish evil. It’s not used to help the evildoers, don’t learn from me in the future, I think you’re ashamed.”

The male monk with a white face and beardless eyes seemed to want to eat people.

"Look, this is my Taoist companion, next time you want to take action against him, come to me first."

After all, Ji Chengfeng smiled lightly, pulled Lin Ze and flew away with Yujian.

Ji Chengfeng, who left, didn't know that since then, he has gained another tireless and insane black fan on the cultivator forum.