Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

The Yin Dynasty Emperor's Mausoleum could not be opened, and there was still other work to be done, Yan Jibai checked the time when he got up, measured the temperature and decided to go to work after the temperature had returned to normal.

The rising sun outside the house is just right, so I don't know if ghosts are afraid of the sun.

"What is this?" Shen Chun looked at the thing he was holding, and tapped lightly, "Liu Li?"

"This is a thermometer." Yan Jibai put the thermometer away, "Don't touch this kind of thing, it will be harmful to the human body if it is broken."

"Thermometer?" Shen Chun pondered, "It's like a water dispenser."

Yan Jibai didn't quite understand what he heard, but he could only tell him according to his own understanding: "It's something to test the heat. The temperature is measured by numbers and can be controlled. It's like the temperature of ordinary water boiled at 100°C. At different altitudes, because the air pressure is different, the temperature that needs to be boiled is actually different.”

Shen Chun pondered for a while, followed behind him and asked, "What are the Arabic numerals?"

"It's just the abbreviation of traditional Chinese characters. Many characters are different now." Yan Jibai stopped turning on the coffee machine and said, "Are you from the Yin Dynasty?"

"Born in the Yin Dynasty, passed through the Kun Dynasty, and the Yu Dynasty for three generations." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai thought for a moment: "Do you have a deep understanding of the Yin Dynasty?"

"I'm a general." Shen Chun said, "Why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing, if you don't know how to read, you'd like to learn simplified characters." Yan Jibai opened the refrigerator and took the eggs from it.

General, died in battle?Or was he wronged to death?

Death, isn't it early on the battlefield.

There are many famous generals in history, but he has not heard much about the name Shen Chun, but there are also many who became famous when they were young.

"It's ice inside, why?" Shen Chun stood beside the refrigerator and looked inside.

The heat is much lower than the surrounding heat.

"This is a refrigerator, specially used to store food." Yan Jibai said while taking something from inside.

He is said to be the ghost king, but he is actually completely unfamiliar with this world and is still in the cognitive stage.

"How did you do it?" Shen Chun said.

"Using the transportation cycle of refrigerant." Yan Jibai said as he fried an egg, "It's very complicated to explain in detail, you just need to know that it is used for refrigeration, the temperature on the top will not freeze, but the temperature below will freeze, you Want an omelette? Can you have it?"

"Yes." Shen Chun said as he left from the refrigerator.

Yan Ji paused for a while, and fried two more eggs.

Breakfast was very simple, fried eggs, ham, served with a plate of prepared salad and bread, Yan Jibai put coffee in front of him, and milk for the opposite.

Strangely enough, he had breakfast with a ghost.

Shen Chun sat down, he knew everything, but he took the cup up to his nose and sniffed, "Is this milk? I'm not a child."

"Milk, even adults can drink it." Yan Jibai picked up the coffee and said, "You can grow taller after drinking it."

, should not be as tall as him, but ghosts should not be able to grow taller.

Shen Chun raised his eyes to look at him, although this person is not short in stature, he is still half a finger weak to him, and even said that he is short: "What is that of you?"

"Coffee, do you want to try it?" Yan Jibai asked looking at the floating cup.

No objection, really shorter than him?

Although I didn't see anyone, I felt like a kid who could mess around.

A meal spanning thousands of years is really amazing.

Shen Chun put down his cup, took his cup and handed it to his lips, it smelled very strange, it tasted bitter when he drank it, but the aftertaste was very fragrant: "I want to drink this."

Yan Jibai froze for a moment, he thought that the other party would be too hard to accept, but he didn't expect to be able to accept it: "Yes."

"You drink this, you can grow taller." Shen Chun put the glass of milk over and smiled.

Yan Jibai looked at the milk in front of him, and felt that he was a little quick learner. It would be better to be an ignorant ghost, or a ghost who is proficient in various modern tools and common sense. Thinking about it, the latter is better, I know If you understand the modern rules, maybe you will restrain yourself a bit: "Okay."

Shen Chun tasted two bites of fried eggs and ate salad. He hadn't eaten for a long time. He used to only feel about food, but he didn't ask much about the taste. Even if it was a royal tribute, there was no need to taste it.

Now... sitting across from this person puts him in a good mood.

Yan Jibai was eating, and looked at the chopsticks held by the opposite party. The other party was not rude when eating. On the contrary, the movement of holding the chopsticks showed that the hand was very strong, and could easily cut the fried egg into the shape he wanted, and put it in the In mid-air, and then disappeared.

The cup was picked up from time to time, and the liquid inside was constantly disappearing.

Something that cannot be explained by science at all, but it should still be in style within the constraints of time.

"Where will the things you eat go?" Yan Jibai asked.

Shen Chun ate the fried egg and said, "Disappeared."

"Where are you going when you disappear?" Yan Jibai asked.

"It just disappeared the moment I ate it." Shen Chun said, "It's useless to my body, so I disposed of it."

"Where did it go?" Yan Jibai frowned.

Shen Chun was also a little puzzled: "It just disappeared, it doesn't exist anymore."

Yan Jibai snorted: "This doesn't conform to the principle of energy conservation."

"What's the reason?" Shen Chun asked.

"It's nothing, do you want to stay at home or go to work with me?" Yan Jibai asked after finishing his meal, clearing away the plates.

He is responsible for this ghost, and he really can't be allowed to run around now.

"Of course I'll follow you." Shen Chun also got up and said, "If you don't come back, I have to go find you."

"This is my home, how could I not come back?" Yan Jibai said as he entered the kitchen.

"You won't have only this home." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai paused, it seemed that this young general was quite rich: "I'm sorry, I only have one family."

"There is only one family, why do you say sorry?" Shen Chun wondered.

It was only then that Yan Jibai realized that he was not laughing, but was stating the facts: "It's easy to say."

He changed his clothes, put on his coat, checked his things and said, "Let's go."

Shen Chun followed.

When the elevator opened, Yan Jibai wasn't sure if he was there when he walked up, so he didn't speak rashly.

The sound of Xixisuo sounded from the top of his head, like the sound of fingernails scratching on iron. He pricked his ear, thinking that the other party was looking around, but when he looked up, he met a blue and white flat face.

The face seemed to be flattened by something, the facial features were twisted together, blood and white things stuck to it, the hair was hanging down, and blood was still dripping down from it.

At such a close distance, the mouth on that face opened, the teeth fell apart, the nails rattled on the wall of the elevator, and the voice was eerie and ugly: "Extremely Yin, extremely Yin, extremely Yin..."

It was slowly approaching, Yan Jibai frowned, his body was cold for a moment, he reacted when he took out the talisman from his pocket, but saw the thing stop suddenly.

"It's so ugly!" It was that familiar voice, but there was impatience and disgust in it.

The ferocious ghost was pulled together in a limited space, and finally turned into an invisible black mass, and disappeared completely after a scream.

Yan Jibai twisted his head, and when his body relaxed, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach: "Thank you."

He seemed to have heard a similar scream yesterday, was he the one who saved him?

Shen Chun chuckled lightly: "You'd better not talk to me outside, otherwise you will easily be regarded as a fool."

Yan Jibai breathed calmly, looked ahead and said, "You know?"

He was still wondering why the other party stopped talking when they left the house.

"Well, the thing above your head is the same as the one in your house." Shen Chun looked up at the camera above and said, "This thing seems to be able to capture the picture."

"That's a camera, it's used to take pictures." Yan Jibai said, "It won't cause harm to the human body, but the pictures it takes will be recorded to prevent thieves or various accidents, but there is no radio equipment here , so the conversation will not be heard."

"Can it be removed?" Shen Chun asked.

"No." Yan Jibai quickly stopped, "It belongs to the public, don't mess with it, if you want it, I'll buy one for you."

"I don't want it." Shen Chun just found it strange.

The elevator door opened, and the coldness of the underground parking lot poured in. It was a little dark here, even though there were lights everywhere, there were still many places that were completely dark.

Yan Jibai felt a little hesitant when he looked at this place. It was his first time to face a ghost. Its ugliness and hideousness directly broke through his bottom line. The feeling was probably as uncomfortable as meeting a twisted centipede that was as big as a man.

"Aren't ghosts afraid of light?" Yan Jibai tightened his grip on the charm in his pocket.

He still believes in science, but he is upright and does not carry ghosts.

"It's scary to have little resentment." Shen Chun followed behind him and said, "Just now he just fell off the elevator and smashed his face to the ground to death."

Yan Jibai didn't want to think about that face anymore: "You don't need to tell me the cause of her death, is there a ghost here?"

"Yes, ghosts are afraid of the sun, and the lights here are not enough to drive them away." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai's footsteps stopped, and he felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the shadows around him.

Shen Chun watched his expression darken, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to grab his wrist and said, "What are you afraid of when I'm by your side?"

Yan Jibai froze for a moment when he felt the coldness on his wrist, and followed his steps: "Thank you."

He actually needs another ghost to suppress his fear of ghosts.

"Do you know where the car is parked?" Yan Jibai asked.

"I know, I have a good memory." Shen Chun took his hand and stopped in front of the car, "This one."

Indeed, Yan Jibai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You are very smart."

When it's time to praise, you still have to praise it, and you can't just stop it.

"I'm so smart, why haven't I caught up with you?" Shen Chun let go of his wrist and asked.

Yan Jibai felt that he seemed to be quarreling. Although it might be horrific with green face and fangs, the other party's voice was really nice, and his temperament was actually not bad when they were actually talking: "We have to get to know each other for a while, get in the car first, or I'll talk to you later. late."

Shen Chun glanced sideways, and directly stepped over the co-pilot's door and sat in: "How long do you want to know?"

"If you are impatient even in the process of pursuing, how can I trust your determination to stay with me for a long time?" Yan Jibai said as he buckled up his seat belt.

"I think you're perfunctory to me." Shen Chun snorted lightly, and followed his example to pull the seat belt.

Yan Jibai felt that he was too sensitive, but when he turned his head, he saw the seat belt floating in the air. The abnormality in the car yesterday could be explained in an instant: "You don't need to wear a seat belt."

Shen Chun let go, and the seat belt was pulled back directly: "This car doesn't use a horse, how does it work?"

"Engine, gasoline." Yan Jibai started the car, and the horn in front of him suddenly honked twice.

The little hand is quite owed.

"Sit in the car and don't move around." Yan Jibai said, "The door is locked here, don't twitch, don't move the door, just tell me what you want, the car must obey the road rules, otherwise it will easily affect other people's lives Safety."

"En." Shen Chun responded.

Yan Jibai drove the car out of the underground parking garage: "Aren't you afraid of the sun?"

"That thing has no effect on me." Shen Chun propped his head and looked out the window.

The sun shone in, and the heat was quite strong, which had no effect on him. There were many people and cars on the side of the road.

Yan Jibai stopped the car, put down the fender above him and said, "Even if it doesn't affect it, it shouldn't be too uncomfortable."

Shen Chun looked at him sideways, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, and kissed that cheek: "The temperature doesn't affect me, but I like your temperature."

Yan Jibai hesitated, withdrew his hand and said, "Don't harass the driver while driving."

"Don't drive..." Shen Chun leaned on the car seat and asked.

"No." Yan Jibai said.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either." Shen Chun looked at the traffic outside and snorted softly.

"No, you are setting the rules. Within the scope of the rules, you are free." Yan Jibai said.

"Your rules?" Shen Chun asked lazily while basking in the sun.

He hadn't seen a real person for a long time, and the people here were well dressed, and there were no beggars on the roadside.

Yan Jibai was stunned for a moment, thinking that there are probably no rules in his world, or it can be said that he is the one who makes the rules, and now he is willing to accept his restraint: "Well, my rules."

"Then let me abide by it for the time being." Shen Chun said.

The car stopped in front of a red light, Shen Chun looked at the changing symbols ahead and said, "Arabic numerals?"

"Yes, I can teach you later." Yan Jibai said.

They were talking, but a person walked around in front of them, took a kettle and sprayed water on it, then wiped it with a dirty cloth, and then knocked on Yan Jibai's car window.

Yan Jibai frowned lightly, before pressing down on the car window, he warned: "Don't move around."

The car window was pressed down, and the person outside stretched out his hand and said, "Clean the car for twenty."

"I called the police." Yan Jibai took a photo of him with his phone, then pressed the phone and said in a cold voice, "You'd better not scratch the car indiscriminately, or you will pay more."

The expression of the person standing outside the window changed, and he turned around cursing and walked away: "Fuck you, you drive such a nice car, you're so miserable..."

He cursed all the way, and even spat and rubbed on the ground.

Yan Jibai raised the car window, watched the green light and started to drive again, Shen Chun looked at the person leaving behind from the rearview mirror, the other person was dressed in ragged clothes and looked like a beggar, but in fact he was not.

"Are you still there?" Yan Jibai asked.

Shen Chun looked back and said, "Afraid that I will make a move without authorization?"

"Although they are greedy, they are not guilty of death. They just tasted the sweetness of getting something for nothing, and there is no way to quit it." Yan Jibai said, "Warning is enough."

"He scraped the back of your car." Shen Chun said, "You shouldn't be able to see it with your vision."

"This is also the reason why many people would rather give money than entangle with them." Yan Jibai took a deep breath and said.

"What will happen if you scratch it?" Shen Chun asked.

"It will cost several hundred to touch up the paint." Yan Jibai said.

"Sounds bad." Shen Chun looked out of the window and said, "I don't need to take action, did you see the black energy in his body just now?"

Yan Jibai clenched the steering wheel and said, "Have you done too many bad things?"

"Haunted by ghosts, ghosts like dirty souls." Shen Chun smiled, "It's dark, even if it is swallowed, the accumulated karma will not be too deep, it is the best choice."

"Ghosts can still devour?" Yan Jibai had a headache.

I originally thought that even if he was killed, he would be a ghost if he died, but he didn't expect ghosts to be divided into levels. No, there was a ghost king sitting next to him.

"Of course, some of them can even be devoured to become ghost kings." Shen Chun slightly hooked his lips.

"Will you devour too?" Yan Jibai asked.

It's a bit hard for him to imagine the other party eating a ghost, and it's not acceptable to eat such a messy ball.

"I won't swallow it, there's no need." Shen Chun said.

"Then how did you become the ghost king?" Yan Jibai paused for a while when he asked, "I'm sorry, you don't have to say it."

Ghosts are born of resentment, if they don't devour them, they will die with resentment.

To have such resentment must be due to the extremely unfair treatment during his lifetime.

Shen Chun looked at his profile and smiled, "I'll tell you when you marry me later."

"Actually, you don't have to say it." Yan Jibai said.

"Hmph." Shen Chun snorted lightly.

Yan Jibai looked towards the front of the road reflected by the rising sun. Although he didn't know what he looked like, his personality was actually quite cute. If he was alive, he should still be a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses.

The car drove outside the Cultural Relics Restoration Museum, and when Yan Jibai got out of the car, he warned: "Don't touch the things inside, it will be very troublesome if you break it."

"Yes, I see." Shen Chun followed behind him.

When Yan Jibai entered the library, some people were flipping through the documents, while others were carefully looking at the utensils. Everyone had their own busy affairs, but when Yan Jibai came in, he would say hello twice.

"Didn't Xiaoyan catch a cold?"

"It's ready." Yan Jibai said.

"The young man is in good health. He said that something happened in the imperial mausoleum, and it affected you." The middle-aged scholar beside him said, "It's good that nothing happened."

Yan Jibai sat down and said, "Have you delivered anything new recently?"

"Yes, this thing is maintained, it can't be repaired." The middle-aged scholar said, "I could go to see the things in the Yin Dynasty Emperor's Mausoleum, but now the Emperor's Mausoleum can't be downloaded."

"Want to seal?" Yan Jibai asked.

The middle-aged scholar leaned over and whispered: "It is said that something inside has escaped, causing serious trouble, but if you don't believe this, there is this thing if you believe it, and if you don't believe it, it doesn't. It shouldn't affect you."

Yan Jibai couldn't help pinching the center of his brows, it had a great influence on him.

"Is he talking about me?" Shen Chun leaned aside and asked.

Yan Jibai tapped the tabletop, got up and took a scroll, opened it gently, put on gloves and inspected it carefully.

Before repairing each cultural relic, the material and degree of damage must be checked first, and then determine what reagent to use for cleaning and what material to repair. Generally, it must be the same as the above material, and its original appearance cannot be damaged.

He stopped talking, but entered the working state, constantly checking and marking, and there must be no mistakes in each step, otherwise the orphans that have been preserved over the years may disappear completely.

Shen Chun looked at it for a while, then shifted his gaze to other places. Not far from here, many things were sealed with glass, but the sealed things were incredible.

The tea set and wine vessel are still very old, but there are words written on them, but the strokes are either missing or they don't recognize them. Shen Chun couldn't even guess what they were used for.

There are some good calligraphy and paintings, but not in his style.

Yan Jibai was writing earnestly, when suddenly he felt cold air rushing up from the soles of his feet, and something chilly touched his neck.

He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but felt that Shen Chun was probably bored, but the hand touched it deeper and deeper, and even scratched it a little painfully. When he raised his head, the extremely long tongue stayed in front of him, and the other party was wearing a tattered palace attire , the eyes are protruding, hanging on the eye sockets like two buckled fish eyes, they are still turning slightly, and even the sticky sound can be heard.

The tongue seems to have been pulled out, and the blood on it is falling. In front of the blue and purple hand is a long red Koudan, which seems to be full of blood, and is touching his neck, as if to see if it is okay eat.

"You can see me..." the ghost hissed.

Yan Jibai's whole body was a little stiff, and the people around were still busy, so they couldn't see anything here. The fact that this ghost appeared here meant that Shen Chun was not around, and he could only save himself.

The hand reached for the pocket, and the charm in it was grasped in the hand.

"Extreme Yin Physique..." Blood dripped onto the clothes.

Shen Chun suddenly turned his head, and the moment his figure disappeared from the spot, the charm in Yan Jibai's hand stuck to the other's forehead.

The tongue flew upwards, the sound of roaring resounded, and the edge of the talisman paper was actually burned.

"Smelly Taoist...I will come back...I can't run away..."

The eyeballs rolled down, Yan Jibai lightened his hand, and the ghost suddenly disappeared.

The talisman paper fell gently and turned into ashes.

Yan Jibai leaned on the chair, his breathing was a little short, and the shadows of those eyes lingered for a long time.

Palace costumes, which don't look like modern ones, are ghosts attached to cultural relics?

Although the things excavated from the ground have been seen, who can guarantee that no accident will happen again.

"Yin Qi?" A cold touch rested on his neck, the force was much lighter than that of the female ghost, and the voice seemed to be able to pull him out of that situation, "There are really a lot of ghosts here."

Enduring the nausea in his throat, Yan Jibai stood up and walked outside.

"Ji Bai, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'll go out for a walk." Yan Jibai said.

Fortunately, everyone was studying it just now, and his movements were not too big, and the ghost whistling sound could not be heard by everyone, so he didn't attract attention.

"Your complexion doesn't look very good." Zheng Lao said, "Is it because your illness hasn't recovered yet?"

"It's okay, just get some air." Yan Jibai walked out and found a secluded place where the sun could be basked in. The temperature on his body was slowly recovering. He had never longed for the sun like he did now.

"The power of many ghosts is enough to turn them into a normal appearance. The reason why they turned into their appearance before death is to scare people." Shen Chun leaned on the railing and sat up, looking at his slightly pale face and said, " If you are frightened, the yang energy will weaken and the yin energy will increase, so they can attack."

"I'm an extremely Yin body?" Yan Jibai seemed to be asking, but also making a statement.

"Yes, it is a great supplement to ghosts. Rakshasa can directly become a ghost king. If the ghost king eats it, there is a good chance of winning against Xie Xie Lei." Shen Chun said.

"You don't need it?" Yan Jibai asked.

"I don't need it." Shen Chun smiled, "I just want you."

Yan Jibai didn't understand, but he understood one thing, not all ghosts are justified like this ghost in front of them, in their world the strong are respected, whoever is the most powerful is the rule, as long as they can fight against heaven and earth, There will be no restrictions, and he is something that can break the rules.

"Why didn't we meet before?" Yan Jibai asked.

"Because your previous jade pendant has the aura of dragon veins." Shen Chun said, "It can hide your physique and prevent ordinary ghosts from approaching."

Yan Jibai pulled out the jade pendant from his chest, the jade that was originally warm could not be warmed no matter how much he covered it: "Isn't it?"

"The previous one has exhausted its power to protect you." Shen Chun smiled, "This is the shelter I redone."

Yan Jibai pondered, "You broke it?"

"You suppress me first." Shen Chun said.

Yan Jibai had some headaches, what Mr. Cheng and the others said was actually true, originally he couldn't see it because of the jade pendant, but now that it's gone, he can see everything.

"Can you lose sight again?" Yan Jibai asked.

"The extreme yin constitution is leaked. If you can't see it, it's just deceiving yourself and others, and it's even more dangerous." Shen Chun said.

"Isn't the jade pendant you made capable of protecting?" Yan Jibai asked.

"Yes." Shen Chun gently lifted his face with his fingers and smiled, "But why should I protect you, Dr. Yan?"

Yan Jibai took a deep breath, felt the cold touch on his cheeks and said, "That's right."

He disturbed the other party, and it was a blessing to be able to get along peacefully, and it would be a little ignorant to ask for the protection of the other party.

And if you want to protect, you have to pay a price. According to this guy's scheming, he must be asking for that kind of thing.

Yan Jibai passed his hand and took out the phone, dialed the number: "Hello, Cheng Xin."

"Professor Yan, I was looking for you. The spell my father gave you was burned, right? Did you encounter a demon?" Cheng Xin's voice came over.

"Evil ghost?" Yan Jibai went down the steps, thinking, "Maybe, the jade pendant on my body may have failed, do you have a replacement?"

"Isn't there still three years?" Cheng Xin hissed, "Is it the last time, I knew it, otherwise you would not be able to run into a ghost, and Cheng Jia will be responsible for this matter, but it will be afternoon after I finish catching ghosts here , you don’t go to the shade before dark, it’s better to bask in the sun, you know the things used for the New Year, what kind of door gods, window gods, toilet gods’ homes, post it, don’t go out after dark, I’ll go there at night, and I Take all the things that uncle gave you first, they are still quite useful, and can block you for a while."

"Okay." Yan Jibai replied.

He still has to solve his own affairs. The extreme yin constitution is not temporary. If he has been relying on Shen Chun, if the other party leaves, he will die. That is really miserable.

Do your best, how long you can live depends on your own life.

Shen Chun looked at his back, leaned against the scorching sun and chuckled softly: "I really don't want to give in."

But if the other party compromises in order to protect this kind of thing, he doesn't seem to be too happy.

That evil ghost escaped quickly. Places like the palace are actually the filthiest. I don’t know how many people have died unjustly. But when the new dynasty opens, the purple qi will come naturally, and it will wash away the yin qi in this kind of place, and it will last for a hundred years. Clearly, there is no resentment gathered here, the dragon veins are very stable, there will only be some little ghosts who can't harm anyone, and the ghosts don't look like they live here, but like they were released by someone.

The evil ghost swallowed the extreme Yin body and became a Rakshasa, and more likely to become a ghost king.

If a human being controls the ghost king, someone will watch it.

Shen Chun got up and entered the house, Yan Jibai packed his things and was already leaving: "Sorry, I have to ask for leave for a few days."

"If you're not feeling well, rest more, your complexion is not very good." Zheng Lao said.

"Yeah." Yan Jibai stood in the sunlight until he walked a long way before throwing the ashes he picked up into the trash can.

Shen Chun followed, even if he got into the car, the other party seemed not interested in chatting in the morning.

"What is this place?" Shen Chun asked.

"A place to buy things." Yan Jibai parked the car on the road instead of entering the underground parking lot, "I need to buy something to exorcise evil spirits."

"You don't blame me for not protecting you?" Shen Chun asked.

"You have no obligation, how could I blame you." Yan Jibai walked inside and said.

Even if the jade pendant is damaged, it is he who is responsible for Shen Chun. The other party's repeated attacks are actually very good. Although he was kissed, the other party also took care of him when he was sick. Some things should not be too fussy, too fussy I just can't get along with myself.

The other ghosts have not been eliminated, and if he offends another ghost king, he doesn't want to die any faster.

During the non-Chinese New Year period, Yan Jibai bought a lot of New Year pictures of door gods, whether they were taken away or paid for, they were quite eye-catching.

Yan Jibai was also looked at by others in the past, but now his eyes are too probing.

"Dr. Yan, you have to believe in science." Shen Chun stood aside and said with a smile.

"Science solves scientific matters, but now it solves non-scientific matters." Yan Jibai bit the bullet and loaded his things into the car and drove home.

The gray-toned room was covered with red stickers, and all kinds of gods were pasted up. Yan Jibai just thought it was gaudy, but Shen Chun thought it was all golden.

only……

Yan Jibai looked at the signs of scorched black spreading on the door god that he had just posted, and asked, "What's going on?"

He peeled it off, and there were the same marks on the original one.

"I'm here, and those things have affected me." Shen Chun said while sitting on the sofa.

Yan Jibai was silent for a while: "Has it affected you?"

"Very little, it's useless to post anything else, unless you kick me out first." Shen Chun laughed.

Yan Jibai exhaled, put those things on his body from the bedside table, and then closed the door: "Then we can only wait for Cheng Xin to come over."

"I'm here, and those little devils who can be avoided by those things dare not come here." Shen Chun lazily said, "You can also believe what a half-baked warlock says."

Yan Jibai said, "Thank you."

"You really want to thank me?" Shen Chun leaned closer and smiled.

Feeling the chill approaching, Yan Jibai sighed and said, "No."

"I haven't said yet." Shen Chun looked at his tense back and smiled, "I'm hungry, cook for me."

"What do you want to eat?" Yan Jibai got up and asked.

"It's fine." Shen Chun said.

"Then wait a while." Yan Jibai turned around, picked up the remote control panel and turned on the TV, "You watch TV first."

When the picture appeared, Shen Chun was very interested: "This is the same as a camera? It's much clearer."

"The pixels are high, and there will be adjustments in the later stage." Yan Jibai handed over the remote control and said, "This is switching, this is the volume, you can look at it as you like."

The remote control board floated in mid-air, and the screens switched accordingly. Yan Jibai entered the kitchen. In fact, he only knows how to cook simple meals, and he can't handle anything a little more complicated.

But if he wants to eat, he will do it.

In the living room there was the noise of the TV, in the kitchen there was the sound of boiling water and chopping vegetables, Yan Jibai was washing the rice, looking at the lights of Wanjia outside the window, he suddenly felt a little lively.

In the past, he was the only one in this house, it was empty, and he did everything by himself. In fact, he was used to staying alone, reading books, and cleaning up the housework. The son is happy, although the other party is a ghost.

The overhead light flickered, Yan Jibai stopped the knife, and when he was holding the things in his pocket tightly, he heard a voice from the living room.

"How courageous." Shen Chun looked at the majestic and round-bellied ghost in front of him and said.

The ghost's height directly reached the roof, and when the head was on the side, the lamp directly broke, and the electricity flickered a few times, the whole room became pitch black, and even the TV was turned off.

The ghost grinned and said with a mouth full of blood: "As long as I eat the body of extreme yin, what kind of ghost king am I afraid of!"

Shen Chun put down the remote control and stood up, kicking him while he was running.

The sturdy body fell to the ground with a crash, and the sound of broken furniture was heard everywhere.

When Yan Jibai came over with his mobile phone in his hands, he happened to see an extremely burly figure disappearing into the wall: "Shen Chun!"

"Come right back." When the other party's voice came, it had gone away.

The lights couldn't be turned on, Yan Jibai felt a headache looking at the broken items in the house, he didn't expect that a ghost fight could destroy his furniture.

But money is not important, life is important.

The phone was blinking, Yan Jibai answered the call: "Cheng Xin?"

"I'll go there right away. Why is there a traffic jam at night? Take the things my uncle gave you, they are still very useful." Cheng Xin's voice came over.

Just when Yan Jibai was responding, that cold feeling rose from the soles of his feet again, his blood-dripping tongue rose from the ground, and the ghosts he saw during the day looked more terrifying under the light and shadow of his mobile phone than during the day.

"Hey, hello, Dr. Yan, are you listening?" Cheng Xin asked.

"He's not listening..." Yoyo's hoarse voice came out.

Cheng Xin's voice turned to panic, and the sound of opening the door came out: "Dr. Yan, don't be afraid, I'll run over right away. Those things are there, and they dare not do anything to you."

Faced with the opponent, Yan Jibai backed away, took out a token from his pocket, and wanted to stick it on when he wasn't prepared, but when he stuck it, it was a little devil in the opponent's hand.

The little ghost lost his mind in an instant, and there was a scream, and the jade ring lost its luster and was broken into two halves.

Yan Jibai tried to calm down, but when he stepped back, he stumbled and sat on the ground. The phone fell far away. In the only light, his leg was tightly hugged by the hand protruding from the ground. Such as branches, very thin, but very strong.

The back of his head was pushed against the wall, and Yan Jibai touched something again, but the hand he was holding was also imprisoned.

The ghost's tongue circled around its mouth, and it crawled over with a patter of blood, and its eyeballs fell out of their sockets.

Yan Jibai tried his best not to be afraid, just like Shen Chun said, they only did this to scare him out of his wits, but the ghost crawled on him, and the terrifying feeling of sniffing around was so real .

"Extreme Yin Physique is mine!!!" There was a scream, and the opened mouth was full of fangs, all of which were covered with blood.

Yan Jibai's heart froze, he clenched his fists tightly, death is not terrible, what he fears is being swallowed alive.

Shen Chun!

The fangs bit it directly, and seeing that it was close at hand, a thunderbolt pierced through it at this moment, illuminating the entire room.

There was a roar, and when Yan Jibai looked over, a slender white hand was resting on the ghost's head, and the thunder continued to spread, making the ghost's whole body collapse and scatter as if it was being burned by flames, as if the pain was unbearable.

"Ghost, ghost king... Punish evil..."

The figure slowly disappeared into thin air, and the figure behind him fell into Yan Jibai's sight. He was dressed in a black and red imperial robe, a jade belt around his waist, a slender neck, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. It was originally an extremely beautiful face. There was an extremely strong killing intent in those eyes, making him look like a dying Shura.

The ghost was gone, the thunder in the man's hand was still faintly flickering, the imprisoned little ghost had already been reduced to scum, Yan Jibai sat on the ground and looked up at him, when he opened his mouth, the other party squatted down.

very nice