After Rebirth, I returned to Miaojiang to inherit my family business

Thinking of what would happen in the 'future', Master Ling Yun looked worried, watching Huang Mao's live broadcast room, recalling the past while watching.

He thought he was dead, but he closed his eyes and went back to more than 20 years ago. Before Master Lingyun could be excited and happy, he was struck by the sky thunder when he walked out the door. If it weren't for his skill and skill, more than a dozen thunderbolts would strike him and kill him. Before he had time to speak to the people in the temple, Master Ling Yun, who was hacked until his body was scorched black, retreated again—he wanted to brush his memory well.

"The weeping ghost is still broadcasting live, is the ghost king with him?"

…Can not remember.

Rough calculations, Master Lingyun should be recuperating and divination right now. It was not time to leave the customs. In his previous life, he only left the customs three years later. It was just in time for the riots in the seven tiankengs. The peerless ghost king was born. He calculated that the ghost king It is extraordinary, it cannot be sealed and suppressed by ordinary methods, in line with the belief and ambition of serving the common people in the world, Master Lingyun resolutely went down the mountain, changed his name and called himself Yunzhongke, and put his life and death aside to influence the ghost king, who knows...

"Ugh."

After so many years in Huangquan, he was busy wiping the **** of his "peers" all day long, and dealing with the crazy idea that the ghost king was going to take down the United States today, and spread the ghost domain to the seven oceans tomorrow. Master Lingyun was tired.

Originally, he went undercover with the belief of saving the common people, but he worked hard for more than 20 years, and instead developed his career as a ghost king to become bigger and bigger. No wonder no one believes that he is an undercover agent. Who is to reason with this?

After being reborn, Master Ling Yun looked away.

Xiao Ming's grandma lived to be a hundred years old, why, because she didn't care about other things!

But the habits formed in the previous life are really hard to get rid of.

Master Lingyun scratches his body every day if he doesn't pay attention to the ghost king's movements. Seeing that the mourning ghost is still not doing his job properly and broadcasting live, he reflexively begins to hate iron and steel.

This kid also likes to make troubles when he becomes a ghost. He teases this and that all day long. Sometimes he wants to go to the Tiankeng for a live broadcast, and sometimes he wants to watch the ghosts of the sea. As for the ghost, it has been longer than the ghost dog king and Wu Rong. Even if he is weak and lost, the ghost king will turn a blind eye to protect him, even the most explosive Hongxiu temper. I won't throw fire on him.

Master Ling Yun was very cautious when he first went undercover. When he went, the power of the ghost king Wu Rong had already taken shape. It was not the first thatched team. Master Ling Yun consciously wanted to start from the corners and corners. , worked as a bodyguard for the mourning ghost for a while. The experience during that time is simply the dark history of Master Lingyun!

He was originally a rather arrogant person, but he lost his temper after being tortured. Even the weeping ghost arrogantly used Rongshan's nickname of Hu pretending to be Huwei, and broke into various ghost domains to shoot movies. Master Lingyun followed him numbly. Wipe your ass.

Crying Ghost Silly, Ghost Dog King Yuzhong, Hongxiu Crazy, Su Xiaomi Crazy, Coffin Old Man Crazy, and a few foreign ghosts who have taken refuge here, thinking about destroying the world all day long, this kind of ghost realm will come to an end sooner or later.

But who would have thought that until Wu Rong's death, this huge ghost country that almost subverted the world would be stable and develop rapidly, and it would be much more peaceful than the human federations that will fight each other in the next few years.

Rongshan ah.

Master Ling Yun didn't know what he thought of, he laughed when he heard Huang Mao's passionate voice, cut off the phone screen, and entered the DingTalk chat group. The content of the chat was still the same as yesterday, and the coffin old man sent him a series of 'Kill Chunyangzi! ’ ‘The world belongs to my king! ’ and other remarks, and finally with a shy face: ‘Brother, I’ve been stuck in this **** place for more than half a month, and the shroud is about to grow hair, you can pick me up. '

Master Lingyun ignored him, quite complacently turned to the address, looked at Rongshan's 'Yangjiaping', and laughed again.

He was not the only one who was reborn. Master Ling Yun found out that the future seemed to be covered by hundreds of layers of thick fog, and he couldn't see clearly at all. He wanted to be a wandering cloud and a wild crane all his life, but he couldn't hold back his temper. In the end, he quietly set up a forum for the 'Witchcraft Society' during his retreat.

Sure enough, the crazy woman Hongxiu came to her first, then the old man in the coffin, and the foreign one. They were all honest.

Thinking of this, Master Lingyun sighed slightly resentfully.

Even if you use "The Guest in the Cloud", it's okay. Those stupid things who knew his death in the previous life didn't know that they were Master Ling Yun, and they were all so **** that they wanted to seek revenge from humans. mad! Being rich and not returning home is like traveling at night in brocade clothes, thinking of Master Lingyun, he can't get up or down in one breath.

Forget it, it's all over, don't be angry.

After Master Lingyun came back, he was struck by a series of lightning strikes several times, and he had been doing divination since he was a child. He had long been indifferent to the future fate. Originally, Master Lingyun shrank back after being reborn, and decided not to get involved, not to intervene, and develop as he pleases. — As a person who has been through it once, he has experience.

But who knew that there were too many people coming back this time! So much so that Master Lingyun felt that the world might be regenerated into a sieve!

So he worked hard to build this club, at least to grasp the movements of these high-risk people first, so that someone will not have a brain twitch and kill Wu Rong directly to welcome the return of the ghost king, won't this destroy the future!

Especially the coffin old man, who wanted to smuggle through the customs to meet Wu Rong. If it wasn't for this association, Master Lingyun would not have known about it!

And who knew Huangmao was reborn, and used the name Rongshan.

Thinking that he exposed his address by using a few bottles of Rootless Water, Master Ling Yun was rather complacent and switched back to the live broadcast room.

If Huang Mao knows that the witch scholar is Master Lingyun—hehe.

Can't scare him to death.

"Wow, woof."

Master Lingyun sat in a daze, smiling and frowning for a while, and his mood swings affected another creature. A ball of fluffy white light emerged from his side, with a chubby body, floppy ears, black eyes and nose, and a straight tail, staring at the screen as if facing a formidable enemy, and his fur was about to explode.

"Wow, woof!"

"A Bao is good, A Bao is good."

Master Lingyun immediately coaxed his little spirit dog softly: "You can feel it, right?"

Seeing that Ah Bao, who was majestic and handsome in his previous life, is still a little hairball, Master Ling Yun's heart almost melted, and he hugged him: "I have wronged you."

In his previous life, in order to get along with the mourning ghost, Master Ling Yun devoted himself to divination, and finally calculated that the chance was with the dog. He disguised A Bao as a ghost dog, calculated the time and place, and blocked the mourning ghost Huangmao who was walking the ghost dog king. At the risk of being swallowed by the ghost dog king, with his three-inch tongue, Finally mixed in.

It’s just that I wronged Po. He was originally a soft-tempered, loyal and upright spirit dog, but he was yelled at by the ghost dog king all day long. He couldn’t even beat him, and he couldn’t grab food. , became cunning, vicious and insidious, and followed the ghost dog king all day long, working hand in hand, looking like a ghost dog, no one believed it was a spirit dog.

Thinking of this, Master Lingyun stroked the dog's head with compassion.

Ah Bao, I will never let you be wronged in this life!

"Wow, woof."

"what?"

Hearing the change in the spirit dog's tone, Master Ling Yun looked at the new person who appeared in the live broadcast room as Teacher Ye, and made a random count with his hands, his face turned pale with shock, and he pinched his hands instantly.

"How did Chunyangzi go to Tiankeng?!"

Master Lingyun tensed up as if he was facing a big enemy, he was about to pick up his whisk and prepare to fight, it took him a while to react.

That's right, he is not under the King of Ghosts now, and he is not hostile to Chun Yangzi, who is addicted to killing ghosts.

He pure yangzi ptsd committed again.

Yan Yan put down his dust whisk, and the hairs on Master Ling Yun's back stood up. Chun Yangzi can be regarded as a super killer. When he heard the name when he was in Huangquan, he knew that it was time to fight again. Especially when Chun Yangzi killed Hongxiu and severely injured the Ghost Dog King, it was the turn of Master Ling Yun, who had become the number three under Ghost King Wu Rong, to beat him with his nose.

He is really not good at fighting, he knows how to do divination!

Master Lingyun is not happy, he is worried every day, he is afraid that the ghost king will find out his true identity and tear him apart, and at the same time, he is afraid that Chunyangzi will chop melons and vegetables when he goes to the battlefield. Chun Yangzi doesn't care if you are an undercover agent or not, in his eyes, you are just a killer. Master Lingyun couldn't sleep well every day, and he couldn't eat well. What's even more exasperating was that from the old man in the coffin to the bottom, there were a group of militants. They were stupid and wanted to fight all day long, and they were not afraid of death. When he heard that there was going to be a fight the next day, he couldn't be happy, but he was so worried that he couldn't sleep.

Just think about it and get angry!

No, why did Chun Yangzi go to sinkhole 444 at this time?

Master Lingyun's expression frightened, and he suddenly reacted.

Someone caused trouble to change the future!

Could it be that Chun Yangzi was reborn!

Thinking of the terrifying possibility that Taoist Lingyun is not well, he posted another Zhang Talisman to save Tianlei from being unable to deal with it for a while.

No.

For those who are reborn, the future is a fog, and they can't see clearly at all. But Chunyangzi is not. Although he lacks a soul and the calculations are very biased, it is good news to be able to count.

Master Ling Yun was still uneasy, and continued to calculate for a long time. Suddenly he was surprised.

"It's strange, it's really strange, how come Chunyangzi also has a day when Hong Luan's star moves? Let me do the math, and then do the math..."

it is true!

Master Ling Yun did the calculations several times, and finally made a decision. Compared with the previous life, Fu Qing's horoscope has indeed undergone subtle changes! It can't be said that there must be a marriage in this life, but at least it's not the extreme widowed hexagrams of the previous life where relatives and friends were cut off. It seems that there is a turning point... hiss. If you can find out who caused Fu Qing's change, and catch him back in time, maybe you can threaten——

stop.

Master Lingyun embraced the spirit dog with a dignified expression.

He is right now, right way.

After a few times of heart comforting, Master Lingyun finally relaxed happily and changed to the perspective of the people who eat melons.

No one knew that Master Lingyun was a little gossip, it was good to be sure, he was curious about anything, as long as he kept it in his stomach and didn't tell others, God wouldn't send thunder. Master Lingyun was doing the calculation, but the more he calculated, the more nervous he became, the more he frowned, and finally his brows were furrowed, and his sharp eyes were fixed on the female high school student in the live broadcast room.

Chun Yangzi's change came from her, but Master Ling Yun couldn't figure out her origin. It turned out that she was the reborn person who caused the change!

Seeing the female high school student and Fu Qing walking side by side, although they don't communicate much, but they have a harmonious aura and look very close at first sight, Chunyangzi's heart beats.

Who will this person be? Is it the group of ghosts under Hongxiu? Or is Hongxiu going out in person? No, she was obsessed with the ghost king, and in her previous life she was a murderous vengeance. If she really met Fu Qing, she would definitely die forever. Who would that be? With the ability to change Fu Qing's fate, this person must be extraordinary.

Master Ling Yun's expression became more serious as he calculated more, until the car stopped and he was still immersed in the calculation. Until Director Wu opened the car door for him with his own hands.

"Master Lingyun, the place has arrived."

It's not about the General Public Security Bureau. Master Lingyun has to go to the customs first, and then go to the Yungui Safe Zone by himself. Director Wu will not need to send him the rest of the way. Originally Master Lingyun planned to go on his way to the customs, but Director Wu took the initiative to pick him up to show his sincerity, and he didn't insist.

Because Master Ling Yun's expression was too serious, Director Wu didn't know what to guess in his heart, so he didn't exchange many pleasantries, he just solemnly asked Master to pay attention to safety and then left.

After the extended red flag drove away, it took another half an hour before Ling Yun came back to his senses.

"Are you there?"

He clicked his tongue in his heart, left the guest house lightly under the reverent eyes of the staff, walked not far away, and turned into the alley with ease. Not long after, a middle-aged man with a stooped figure, disheveled white hair, and a sullen expression and a scar on his face came out again. He squinted his eyes and looked around, and snorted coldly, causing passers-by around him to look away.

The old craft really did not fall behind.

Master Lingyun took great pains in order to continue his undercover business in Huangquan. He changed his face every once in a while. He was called a thousand-faced cloud guest. Pass.

Master Lingyun laughed inwardly, the middle-aged man laughed fiercely and coldly like a night owl, and swaggered towards the customs.

After a while, he pushed out a cart with a long transport box the height of a person on it. After pushing it outside, Master Ling Yun took out a paper man and paper car from his sleeve and threw it down, and naturally a Skoda Octavia and a paper man driver appeared. The paper man obediently moved the carton to the back seat and served Master Ling Yun sat in the co-pilot and acted as the driver himself, driving to a distant place.

After getting into the car, Master Ling Yun watched the live broadcast and continued to calculate. In the live broadcast room, Fu Qing and the female high school student separated, and the live broadcast paper figurine followed the female high school student, which happened to be convenient for Master Ling Yun to calculate. But the more he counted, the more he frowned, the gestures changed so quickly that only afterimages could be seen, a drop of sweat clotted on the tip of his nose, and he was about to fall.

swish swish.

The sound of cloth rubbing against the coffin was heard, as if the things in the box had come to life. During the movement, the cloth on the body rubbed against the coffin, which was creepy.

Master Ling Yun concentrated his attention on the deduction.

buckle.

There was a sudden knocking sound in the silent car. It was like the sound of wood being knocked, but it was much more gloomy and dead.

The long box looked like a coffin at first glance, and something was knocking on the coffin boards inside.

Master Lingyun has no other distractions, and is getting better and better.

squeak—

The teeth-stinging sound of wooden boards rubbing against each other was accompanied by a long sigh. The vicissitudes of the past seemed like a pharaoh waking up. The surrounding air suddenly dropped, and the small and tiny sounds became clearer and clearer. Countless insects were crawling, which was strange and terrifying. . A pair of skinny, bandaged hands faintly protruded towards Master Lingyun from behind.

"Who are you…"

Master Ling Yun was going crazy, muttering to himself, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be in a state of madness, at this moment, those withered hands wrapped in bandages covered his eyes.

"Guess...who am I..., guessed right..."

"Which **** is in the way of your Daoist business, you stupid bastard!"

Gelong.

The coffin closed several times faster than before, and nothing happened. Master Lingyun took a deep breath when he was disturbed, and silently recited the Tao Te Ching, and it took him a while to suppress the churning blood.

Go crazy, almost go crazy. can't count anymore

Master Lingyun silently recited Boundless Heavenly Venerable, but he still couldn't let go of this matter, and asked without thinking: "Old Man Coffin, if, I mean, your greatest enemy suddenly has a girlfriend, uh, are you Knowing that he never fell in love. What will happen to the girlfriend?"

After responding, Master Lingyun asked again: "Old man in the coffin?"

"..."

"The coffin old man???"

A muffled voice came from inside the coffin: "Baa."

"speak politely!"

"Oh, my old buddy, is it because I don't know Chinese well? Isn't that how **** should talk."

The sharp and harsh voice in the coffin was yin and yang, and the angry master Lingyun fell on his back, cursing the dog's virtue in his heart, and then changed his words: "If it is Chunyangzi."

"Chunyangzi? Where is Chunyangzi?!"

With a swipe, a black shadow flew past, and in the blink of an eye, a skinny child squatted on Master Ling Yun's lap. To say that he is a child is only based on his body shape. He is covered in bandages, and his appearance cannot be seen clearly. There are silver nails on his chest, throat, and wrists. His body smells of rotten holy water (it smells like coriander juice). It is obviously dressed as a mummy, but the seals on his body are like the methods of the paladins of the White Church.

"The king's footsteps are all over the world of ghosts. The king's bone crown is inlaid with cursed gems. The king's reputation resounds throughout the world! He is the strongest king and the only king. As his servants, we should follow the king's will and kill Chunyangzi, greet the return of the king with his head!"

Master Lingyun straightened his face: "You say this so familiarly—say, who did you go to see? That's what you said too? Didn't you tell you to wait for me?"

"Oh, forget about the nonsense, old man, let's talk about Junyoko—you mean, he got a little **** girlfriend?"

Master Ling Yun had a headache: "It's not a little bitch, it's not a girlfriend... Hey, what are you thinking!"

"I want to make a big contribution!"

The bandage kid was decisive, and shot wolf-like sharp and fierce eyes from the bandage slit, looking straight at Master Ling Yun's phone.

"The inverted cross of **** Christ, could it be her?"

"Is No. 444 Tiankeng right? I understand. I remember my king's big fox mount. Did it also come out of No. 444 Tiankeng? Dude, thank you for telling me this news. That little **** is caught, and when the time comes to go before my king, the credit will not forget you... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Go to sleep!"

Master Lingyun cursed and pasted a talisman on it, knocking the man unconscious and stuffing it back into the box, feeling like his hair had been turned white by these idiots. If it wasn't for the old man in the coffin who stabbed his head, and his temper was too weird, he was afraid of getting into more trouble, Master Ling Yun would definitely not bother him.

"Forget it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain."

Master Ling Yun swore that he would never go into this muddy water again this time, at most he would get some news about Wu Rong from Huang Mao.

but-

No. 444 Tiankeng.

Master Ling Yun's expression became serious, thinking of the disaster caused by Hu Xian's resurrection, he silently recited Boundless Heavenly Venerable in his heart.

No matter what this time, Chun Yangzi came in, hoping that he would flap his butterfly wings and make this disaster a little bit better.

—

When the pointer reached eleven o'clock, Wu Rong didn't enter the 444 dormitory, and leaned against the common windowsill to smoke.

Today, after eating with Chi Fangfang, Wu Rong saw Fu Qing shortly after leaving the cafeteria, beside him was Kang Jianbai and others who looked anxious, and explained everything in a few words.

"Then Chi Fangfang is number 1."

Hearing that she was not the one who killed Su Jingjing, Kang Jianbai's expression relaxed and tightened again: "People die every day from the beginning to the end of the Rakshasa game. According to history, Chi Fangfang will die this morning, and Liu Hu will definitely attack her before she goes to the toilet. Must watch closely tonight."

"Will Chi Fangfang definitely die?"

"As history repeats itself, this is the tiankeng rule."

Kang Jianbai frowned: "Today, little master Huixin and I will find a way to look at the Yin Qi barrier, and other ghosts will be entrusted to you, Daoist Fu."

Fu Qing didn't respond, but Wu Rong thought of seeing him killing all directions on the first night, when the Zhengyang fire was burning, I'm afraid that even if he was healthy, he would kill these ghosts and monsters thoroughly every night. Fu Qing has a strong intention to kill ghosts, and Kang Jianbai is a ghost breeder, and when they stand together and talk, they keep their distance. Wu Rong guessed that Fu Qing was born to hate ghosts, even ghosts raised by ghost raisers would be ignored.

Let's wait until later to tell him about the big ghost.

That dream gave Wu Rong some clues, he wanted to try it himself first, and save Fu Qing from trouble.

After crushing the cigarette butts, Wu Rong looked out the window. It was windy tonight, and the shadows of the trees swayed like ghosts. The mountain behind the dormitory was looming. It's different, the mounds of soil are crooked and scattered, and they can't see clearly because of the distance. The golden talisman on the most central tomb bag became brighter and brighter, shining like real gold.

Hiss.

Su Jingjing is dead, Qingling Gu no longer needs to guard her corpse. The little green snake was wrapped around Wu Rong's wrist like a jasper bracelet, spit out letters from time to time. The black rock tarantula and the human-faced weed were hiding under Wu Rong's 'long hair'.

There will be no rest tonight.

Tick, tick.

The sound of water came from the toilet, unhurriedly, one after another, as if the faucet was not tightened. But it sounded abruptly, especially harsh in the silence of the night.

It's midnight.

Wu Rong returned to the door of the dormitory No. 444. The moment he stood still, the door was pushed open from the inside. Wearing pajamas, Chi Fangfang rubbed her eyes, and whispered after seeing Wu Rong, "Rongrong, didn't you go to bed?"

"I don't want to sleep either, can you accompany me to the bathroom?"