Chapter 319 The silly little Heavenly Master has become more powerful today 14
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Shan Bu Yu Shi Er
Jinchen couldn't help laughing, "I called him up to find Sun He's ghost."
An Wuyang still didn't believe it, so he patted his chest to confirm again.
"Did you really call me here?"
Jinchen nodded without any hint of impatience, "It's true. If you don't believe me, you can open the door and ask."
After hearing this, he tremblingly turned the door handle, pushed the door open, ran behind Jin Chen and hid, and stuck his head out to take a look.
Bai Wuchang covered his sore nose and smiled like a humble worker at Jin Chen.
"Master Jin, why are you so anxious? I need you to call me up in person."
"Go to the south end of the city and find a ghost. He was supposed to be reincarnated normally, but he was stranded in the earth due to an accident. In my name, I took him to go through the process again."
When Jinchen faced Bai Wuchang, his originally doting and tolerant tone instantly turned into a businesslike coldness.
"Let's take him home to have a look at him at noon tonight."
Bai Wuchang figured it out. He was responsible for this. He probably understood who Jin Chen was talking about and bowed in response.
"Young man, I understand. In addition, my master asked me to remind you that things in the underworld are very complicated. I hope that you will capture the Ghost King as soon as possible."
"Why are you urging me? The hell will explode without me?" Jinchen was a little impatient and his breath leaked out.
Bai Wuchang was frightened, and quickly held on to his tall hat, shaking his head with a grimace, "Master Jin, after all, you are also the emperor's right-hand man. Although there is no big problem without you, after all, I can't adapt...I'll leave right away. !”
Seeing Jin Chen's death eyes looking over again, Bai Wuchang no longer dared to persuade him and disappeared in an instant, and the room became bright again.
An Wuyang came out from behind Jinchen, and first lamented that the master could be so cruel to his subordinates, but he did not say this, but said: "It turns out that Xie Bi'an looks different from what the master said."
Master used to say that both black and white are beautiful and beautiful, and they often appear in pairs. Today, it seems that this is not the case at all.
Jinchen put all the magic weapons in the living room and put them away. After hearing this, he was silent for a moment. Thinking of Xie Bian's dead face, he reminded him.
“Not all milk is called Deluxe.”
An Wuyang: "?"
What do you mean, Grandmaster wants to drink milk?
Seeing that the young man was really confused, Jinchen walked past him, picked up the notebook that automatically shut down, and completed the last half of the sentence.
"Not all Bai Wuchang are called Xie Bian. Why can't we still figure out the underworld's secrets?"
The ubiquitous Patriarch’s test is here again!
An Wuyang, as if facing a formidable enemy, sat upright and answered: "Because Master didn't teach me carefully."
He dumped the blame confidently, not worrying at all whether Jinchen would be suspicious.
"What is your master's name? I'll go back to the underworld and ask." Jin Chen said with a smile, his tone a bit teasing.
An Wuyang: "..." Danger, danger, danger!
He was so frightened that he stood up instantly. The scene of his master pinching his ears and scolding him appeared in his mind. His stupid hair withered, and he grabbed Jinchen's arm and begged for mercy.
"No, I've managed to take good care of my ears in the past two years, but I don't want to become intermittently deaf again."
Jin Chen stretched out his fingertips to pluck the stupid hair that seemed to have its own consciousness, and looked down at him, his affectionate peach blossom eyes still full of smiles.
"Afraid of your master, not me?"
"This is different," An Wuyang shook his head, his expression very serious and determined, "You are much gentler to me than Master."
After saying this, he himself was stunned for the first time, thinking something was wrong, isn't the Grandmaster also an elder? How could there be such a big difference in his heart?
This question is obviously a difficult puzzle for An Wuyang, who has never had a feeling.
Jinchen decided to add another fire.
He put down the notebook in his hand and pulled An Wuyang to sit next to him. Although the single sofa was spacious, it was still a bit crowded for two adults. An Wuyang could almost smell the agarwood fragrance on Jinchen's body, which was the same as the one on the first night. The time is exactly the same.
But when I smelled it this time, my mood was a little different from the first night.
His heart began to beat violently again. An Wuyang opened his lips slightly. Apparently he hadn't reacted yet. He just sniffed the scent subconsciously, and then his thoughts became even more confusing.
Like a sponge full of water, it is filled with weight in my heart, leaving no gaps, but it does not seem heavy.
Jinchen's arms were only vaguely surrounding him, ready to stand up and leave at any time, but An Wuyang seemed to be stuck on the sofa, affected by such an ambiguous atmosphere, and lost his ability to think.
In the silent living room, the only sounds left were the breathing of the two of them, and a faint, chaotic and rapid heartbeat could be heard, indicating that they were both safe and sound.
In the end, it was Jinchen who broke the silence first.
He stretched out two fingers and caressed An Wuyang's cheek with the back of his fingers. The movement was very gentle, as if he was caressing some precious treasure. Due to the movement of lowering his head, a strand of long hair also fell down, and the hair was scattered on the young man's neck. This itching seemed to have penetrated all the way into An Wuyang's heart.
"What harmonious things are you thinking about? Your face is so red." Looking at the young man's fair and pink skin, Jinchen's throat tightened, and his already deep voice became even more hoarse.
"No... I didn't think about anything." An Wuyang came closer so suddenly. He was almost confused by Jin Chen's face due to his handsome physique. He quietly looked away and forced himself to look at Jin Chen. With extremely affectionate eyes, "I really didn't think about anything, it's just a little hot."
As he spoke, Jinchen's fingers had touched from his eyebrows to the corners of his lips, and his fingertips brushed against his lips, seemingly absent-mindedly. An Wuyang trembled again, feeling that his ancestor was starting to become less pure.
He hurriedly pushed Jinchen's arms away, stood up, and ran to the practice room without looking back.
"I will continue to meditate and practice!" His tone sounded very eager, as if he was particularly eager to receive the baptism of mystical power.
[The villain’s heartbeat value is detected at 10, totaling 35! 】
0731 was puzzled, [Host, why didn’t you just kiss me directly? 】
[Are you responsible for scaring my wife? 】
[Ahem... I have something important to report. 】0731 Change the topic in time.
[You said before that you asked me to pay close attention to the plot line of the poor fallen ghost cultivator in the original plot. I observed it many times and finally found some clues. 】
[The seal of the little poor boy was placed by his uncle An Meng. Moreover, An Meng had been cultivating the ghost way more than ten years ago and was discovered by the poor master, so he was expelled from Qinghan Temple. 】
If this was the case, Jinchen continued to sit in a lazy and wanton posture, tapping his fingers on the edge of the sofa, and made a decision in his heart.
Fu Xizhou and Uniteng may have had some communication.
Otherwise, how could a ghost king who had just returned to the human world need to spend time looking for his lover in his previous life to accurately find the safety of his natural spirit body to make food for?
The afternoon sun shines through the window lattice and onto the sofa in the living room, rippling faintly.
Jin Chen lowered his eyes, stood up for a long time, walked into the practice room and reported to An Wuyang, then turned into blue smoke and headed to the Taoist Association.
The top priority is to help An Wuyang get the evil spirit back first, so that he can break through the seal more safely.
An Wuyang still didn't believe it, so he patted his chest to confirm again.
"Did you really call me here?"
Jinchen nodded without any hint of impatience, "It's true. If you don't believe me, you can open the door and ask."
After hearing this, he tremblingly turned the door handle, pushed the door open, ran behind Jin Chen and hid, and stuck his head out to take a look.
Bai Wuchang covered his sore nose and smiled like a humble worker at Jin Chen.
"Master Jin, why are you so anxious? I need you to call me up in person."
"Go to the south end of the city and find a ghost. He was supposed to be reincarnated normally, but he was stranded in the earth due to an accident. In my name, I took him to go through the process again."
When Jinchen faced Bai Wuchang, his originally doting and tolerant tone instantly turned into a businesslike coldness.
"Let's take him home to have a look at him at noon tonight."
Bai Wuchang figured it out. He was responsible for this. He probably understood who Jin Chen was talking about and bowed in response.
"Young man, I understand. In addition, my master asked me to remind you that things in the underworld are very complicated. I hope that you will capture the Ghost King as soon as possible."
"Why are you urging me? The hell will explode without me?" Jinchen was a little impatient and his breath leaked out.
Bai Wuchang was frightened, and quickly held on to his tall hat, shaking his head with a grimace, "Master Jin, after all, you are also the emperor's right-hand man. Although there is no big problem without you, after all, I can't adapt...I'll leave right away. !”
Seeing Jin Chen's death eyes looking over again, Bai Wuchang no longer dared to persuade him and disappeared in an instant, and the room became bright again.
An Wuyang came out from behind Jinchen, and first lamented that the master could be so cruel to his subordinates, but he did not say this, but said: "It turns out that Xie Bi'an looks different from what the master said."
Master used to say that both black and white are beautiful and beautiful, and they often appear in pairs. Today, it seems that this is not the case at all.
Jinchen put all the magic weapons in the living room and put them away. After hearing this, he was silent for a moment. Thinking of Xie Bian's dead face, he reminded him.
“Not all milk is called Deluxe.”
An Wuyang: "?"
What do you mean, Grandmaster wants to drink milk?
Seeing that the young man was really confused, Jinchen walked past him, picked up the notebook that automatically shut down, and completed the last half of the sentence.
"Not all Bai Wuchang are called Xie Bian. Why can't we still figure out the underworld's secrets?"
The ubiquitous Patriarch’s test is here again!
An Wuyang, as if facing a formidable enemy, sat upright and answered: "Because Master didn't teach me carefully."
He dumped the blame confidently, not worrying at all whether Jinchen would be suspicious.
"What is your master's name? I'll go back to the underworld and ask." Jin Chen said with a smile, his tone a bit teasing.
An Wuyang: "..." Danger, danger, danger!
He was so frightened that he stood up instantly. The scene of his master pinching his ears and scolding him appeared in his mind. His stupid hair withered, and he grabbed Jinchen's arm and begged for mercy.
"No, I've managed to take good care of my ears in the past two years, but I don't want to become intermittently deaf again."
Jin Chen stretched out his fingertips to pluck the stupid hair that seemed to have its own consciousness, and looked down at him, his affectionate peach blossom eyes still full of smiles.
"Afraid of your master, not me?"
"This is different," An Wuyang shook his head, his expression very serious and determined, "You are much gentler to me than Master."
After saying this, he himself was stunned for the first time, thinking something was wrong, isn't the Grandmaster also an elder? How could there be such a big difference in his heart?
This question is obviously a difficult puzzle for An Wuyang, who has never had a feeling.
Jinchen decided to add another fire.
He put down the notebook in his hand and pulled An Wuyang to sit next to him. Although the single sofa was spacious, it was still a bit crowded for two adults. An Wuyang could almost smell the agarwood fragrance on Jinchen's body, which was the same as the one on the first night. The time is exactly the same.
But when I smelled it this time, my mood was a little different from the first night.
His heart began to beat violently again. An Wuyang opened his lips slightly. Apparently he hadn't reacted yet. He just sniffed the scent subconsciously, and then his thoughts became even more confusing.
Like a sponge full of water, it is filled with weight in my heart, leaving no gaps, but it does not seem heavy.
Jinchen's arms were only vaguely surrounding him, ready to stand up and leave at any time, but An Wuyang seemed to be stuck on the sofa, affected by such an ambiguous atmosphere, and lost his ability to think.
In the silent living room, the only sounds left were the breathing of the two of them, and a faint, chaotic and rapid heartbeat could be heard, indicating that they were both safe and sound.
In the end, it was Jinchen who broke the silence first.
He stretched out two fingers and caressed An Wuyang's cheek with the back of his fingers. The movement was very gentle, as if he was caressing some precious treasure. Due to the movement of lowering his head, a strand of long hair also fell down, and the hair was scattered on the young man's neck. This itching seemed to have penetrated all the way into An Wuyang's heart.
"What harmonious things are you thinking about? Your face is so red." Looking at the young man's fair and pink skin, Jinchen's throat tightened, and his already deep voice became even more hoarse.
"No... I didn't think about anything." An Wuyang came closer so suddenly. He was almost confused by Jin Chen's face due to his handsome physique. He quietly looked away and forced himself to look at Jin Chen. With extremely affectionate eyes, "I really didn't think about anything, it's just a little hot."
As he spoke, Jinchen's fingers had touched from his eyebrows to the corners of his lips, and his fingertips brushed against his lips, seemingly absent-mindedly. An Wuyang trembled again, feeling that his ancestor was starting to become less pure.
He hurriedly pushed Jinchen's arms away, stood up, and ran to the practice room without looking back.
"I will continue to meditate and practice!" His tone sounded very eager, as if he was particularly eager to receive the baptism of mystical power.
[The villain’s heartbeat value is detected at 10, totaling 35! 】
0731 was puzzled, [Host, why didn’t you just kiss me directly? 】
[Are you responsible for scaring my wife? 】
[Ahem... I have something important to report. 】0731 Change the topic in time.
[You said before that you asked me to pay close attention to the plot line of the poor fallen ghost cultivator in the original plot. I observed it many times and finally found some clues. 】
[The seal of the little poor boy was placed by his uncle An Meng. Moreover, An Meng had been cultivating the ghost way more than ten years ago and was discovered by the poor master, so he was expelled from Qinghan Temple. 】
If this was the case, Jinchen continued to sit in a lazy and wanton posture, tapping his fingers on the edge of the sofa, and made a decision in his heart.
Fu Xizhou and Uniteng may have had some communication.
Otherwise, how could a ghost king who had just returned to the human world need to spend time looking for his lover in his previous life to accurately find the safety of his natural spirit body to make food for?
The afternoon sun shines through the window lattice and onto the sofa in the living room, rippling faintly.
Jin Chen lowered his eyes, stood up for a long time, walked into the practice room and reported to An Wuyang, then turned into blue smoke and headed to the Taoist Association.
The top priority is to help An Wuyang get the evil spirit back first, so that he can break through the seal more safely.
