The master of metaphysics led his whole family to become gods after being read into his mind

A few other people who were sneaking away had already tried the door and couldn't open it at all.

But no one reminded me.

Just watching these four idiots hit the transparent cover and fell onto their backs.

There was a group of ancestors glowing with blue light floating on the stage. In such a terrifying scene, there were still a few people in the gloomy lobby who were born with a low point of laughter and couldn't help laughing.

The four people climbed up gropingly. There was nothing in front of them, but they couldn't get out.

"Don't you mean 3D projection?"

"Didn't you say you were doing magic when you stepped on the horse?"

"How did this happen?"

"This must be a dream!"

Some people were already frightened into a daze. After the four people's reckless behavior, no one in the lobby dared to doubt Ji Xiaoyu's identity as a magician.

The host who pretended to be fainted was also pale with fright. Just now he wanted to blame the Heavenly Master. Will he also settle the score with himself later?

Suddenly, the lights came on.

The group of Lan Yingying's ghosts on the stage were gone.

Only the group of children with adoring eyes were busy carrying cups and pouring water without touching the ground.

Someone fell in too much haste, but Yang Cheng ran over and caught the child.

He said fiercely: "You are blind, don't you know how to read the road?"

The little boy wasn't angry either. He got up and continued working with a red face.

More than 50 glasses of water in total.

After getting ready, Ji Xiaoyu performed a set of combos in front of everyone. Dozens of talismans flew into the air and spontaneously ignited without wind. The ashes of those talismans all fell into the water cup.

This was the safest method she could think of. Transforming the village was not a matter of time. In addition to the leadership of the village chief, the villagers also had to be conscious.

And after these people receive the dream education from their ancestors, even if they don't all get better, they will restrain themselves in the future.

As long as they do one less bad thing, their merit will increase by one point.

It is beneficial and harmless to oneself.

This time no one yelled nonsense. They looked at Ji Xiaoyu with admiration, fear, admiration, and disgust.

There are all kinds of things in life, and whatever the cause is, there will be the effect.

Ji Xiaoyu urged the group of people to drink the water glasses and left.

He didn't go to dinner with Tang Lin.

At this moment, she was more concerned about Yang Cheng, the body of Tianyin.

Mimi licked the cat's paw and said doubtfully: "Meow~ Master, I really like the smell of that boy. Can I play with him?"

This ghost request is quite outrageous.

But she agreed.

After leaving the restaurant, Ji Xiaoyu broke through the ghost realm and sent away the old men and women of Yangjiacun.

However, she stood at the door of the restaurant, looking at the heavy rain on the street, and found that there were many wandering souls nearby.

Yang Cheng was standing next to her, hurriedly holding the kitten that was rubbing against his shoulder.

"That eldest lady...your cat..."

Yang Cheng blushed and pointed at the cat on his shoulder. He had never raised a cat or dog and didn’t know how to treat them.

When I was a child, I had a little orange cat. It was thrown to death by its parents and never touched again.

His father is a gambler among the four. His mother ran away a few years ago, and now the family is completely destitute. She even dropped out of school last year.

The tuition was originally earned through his hard work, but in the end it was all taken away by his father and used for gambling.

He hated this man, but he couldn't bear to abandon him completely.

After all, this is his only relative.

But he was quite happy just now when he saw that man being taught a lesson so badly.

"It likes you."

Ji Xiaoyu listened to the patter of rain and waved to a black car opposite the restaurant.

"Can you stay with it a little longer?" "Okay...ok, no problem."

Yang Cheng stammered in agreement and got into the car.

The ghost driver Zhang Ming's ghost rental has his own realm. No matter who he is, he can be seen when he gets in.

At this time, he looked to be in his early 30s and was wearing a black jacket, but he did not look bad and he could be considered a handsome man.

"Send him home."

After Ji Xiaoyu got into the car, he patted the rainwater that accidentally fell on his head and suddenly realized: "By the way, where is your home?"

Yang Cheng: "..."

"I...I don't want to go home."

He didn't want to go back to face the angry gambler when he went back.

But he didn't want to trouble the person in front of him.

Yang Cheng carefully touched the cat on his shoulder, lowered his head and whispered: "Send me to a nearby hotel."

"If you were asked to give up living with him and come with me, would you be willing?"

Ji Xiaoyu had just calculated that the man's life was long gone. His ancestors had been reincarnated a long time ago. Drinking that glass of water had no effect.

I was just afraid that this guy would feel regretful if he didn't see his father for the last time.

"Take me away? Why? Do you like me?"

Yang Cheng's ears seemed to be smoking, and he asked straightforwardly three times.

"Well, I do like you."

Ji Xiaoyu leaned on the back seat of the car and added: "I'm interested in your physique."

Yang Cheng: "..."

"What's my constitution?"

His face instantly darkened, it turned out...it turned out there was a purpose.

Things that have no use value will just be thrown away.

"If you have a physique that is beneficial to my cultivation, you can become my disciple, or be my employee, and I will pay you a salary."

Ji Xiaoyu saw that his face was not good, so he immediately saluted him and said, "Ten thousand a month?"

"..."

Yang Cheng let go of his right hand that was touching the kitten and couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Their small county town only earns 4000 a month, and the village earns only 2000. They can offer a salary of a month. Only those who sit in offices and blow air conditioners are eligible.

Not what he, the child of a gambler who dropped out of school, deserves.

"Is it too little?"

Ji Xiaoyu is ready to increase the price. Few people can resist the temptation of money.

"no……"

Yang Cheng quickly refused, "I don't want to be your employee."

He looked at the girl's expensive and bright boots, and at the cotton shoes with holes under his feet, a feeling of inferiority arose spontaneously.

It turns out that it was all my delusion before.

He felt ashamed that he had such thoughts, and was deeply saddened.

"Sorry, I don't want to be anything."

It was the first time that Yang Cheng said something against his will. He was obviously ready to move when he saw Ji Xiaoyu's admiring eyes when he performed the magic, but he was still overwhelmed by the surging inferiority complex and the boy's self-esteem.

He picked up the kitten, put it gently into Ji Xiaoyu's arms, then opened the car door and ran out.

The speed did not slow down in the rain, and there was a sense of determination in that back.

"Who asked you to open the door?"

Ji Xiaoyu held her forehead and sighed softly, glared at Zhang Ming, touched Mimi's little head and said, "Why is it so difficult to accept a disciple?"