Taoist Quick Wear

Strictly speaking, Wei Sixian's body was frozen at the moment of death and did not completely cool down. A stiff corpse would have difficulty moving, but Si Qingyan usually moved as usual and was not greatly affected. It's just that the body temperature is lower than normal people.

The weather is getting cooler, and the air conditioner in the room is turned on very low.

For Jiang Yao, who has been squatting in the sewer all year round, Si Qingyan's constant body temperature seems extremely warm.

Even if I have to memorize three hundred words every day, I can't erase the warmth that goes straight into my soul...

But why does he have to memorize words? ? ?

He can't go out to find a job, so he might as well learn Japanese and watch movies without subtitles. Speaking of which, I wonder how many more excellent films there are in the world after not playing computer games for so many years?

Learn a foreign language and you can stop reading subtitles!

It's a bit tempting to think about it...what a ghost.

If Jiang Yao hadn't wanted to go back to the sewers, he would have eaten the dictionary alive.

No matter how much he wanted to do, he would rather do it. Jiang Yao lay on the carpet, holding the pen honestly and copying the words on the scratch paper. The handwriting is crooked and terrible.

Because he was not used to sitting, he found an unused rug in the closet and laid it out. Si Qingyan had no objection to this, it was much better than seeing Jiang Yao just grinding on the ground.

"Master, what are you looking for? Maybe I can help you." Jiang Yao suddenly asked after looking at the words for a few times and feeling like vomiting.

"Tang Chun." What Si Qingyan found were all things that praised Tang Chun, such as his palmistry was accurate, the rituals were done well, the deceased seventh uncle was very satisfied, the lost cat was found, etc.

"I know this person, he is dead." Jiang Yao thought for a moment and said seriously.

"Do you know him?" Si Qingyan was a little surprised. Is the world so small?

"The people in this city...as long as I want to know, they can know everything."

Jiang Yao smiled with a gloomy expression.

But he is also very pitiful, like a lost dog.

"Jiang Yao, is there anything I can do for you?" Judging from the playlist time, Jiang Yao has been dead for eight or nine years at most, but he can move in the sun and condense into an entity. How miserable his death was. , to have such strong resentment?

If it is within his ability, Si Qingyan will agree.

"Master, don't abandon me, never."

Jiang Yao stared at Si Qingyan with burning eyes that could even be called paranoid.

"Jiang Yao, people are independent individuals. If you send me thousands of miles away, you will always be farewell."

"Besides, you are not my slave. If you treat me as someone's substitute, you will only be disappointed."

Jiang Yao half-crouched beside Si Qingyan's legs, like a big dog.

Si Qingyan patted Jiang Yao's head, as if looking at his ignorant grandson.

"Who is worthy of letting you be a substitute?" Jiang Yao's cheeks were slightly red and his tone was erratic.

"I just...like that feeling of being needed."

"I want to be an important person who cannot be given up." And I also want to embrace the golden opportunity.

Jiang Yao was unwilling to tell lies in front of Si Qingyan. He was so eager for his master's eyes and touch... simply because when he crawled out of the sewer, the other person didn't show any emotions such as disgust, disgust, or fear.

Jiang Yao was too lonely.

He wanted a companion, one who didn't hate him.

The owner is very nice.

"The title Master... is because you didn't tell me your name."

"I think you are not Wei Sixian."

Jiang Yao is not a weak person, nor is he stupid.

"The name is just a code name." Si Qingyan felt that Jiang Yao had a mental problem and needed treatment. Before that, he would not name him.

"Master, that's your code name in my heart." Jiang Yao was a little disappointed, but he didn't persist in asking.

"Who taught Wei Sixian how to open the gate to the underworld?" Si Qingyan suddenly changed the subject, almost missing Jiang Yao's waist.

"Let me think about it..." Jiang Yao knocked on his head, his image was a little blurry, countless pictures and sounds flashed through his mind, tick tick tick tick...

This time he tapped out the rhythm of "Two Tigers".

After knocking three times, Jiang Yao finally found the source of the summoning method used by Wei Sixian.

During the last ceremony, Wang Wenyuan handed the envelope containing the summoning method to Wei Sixian. Not long after Wei Sixian went out, he tripped and the envelope fell into the pit. A big dark hand enthusiastically picked up the envelope and handed it over again. Wei Sixian. Wei Sixian didn't notice anything wrong with the hand stretched out from the soil, and said thank you.

The contents of the envelope were changed by black hands at that moment.

No one, including Wei Sixian, noticed anything unusual.

Black hands are easy to identify. There are not many ghosts with such black hands in Linjiang City. Coupled with the geographical problem, the result is obvious——

"It's King Youjian."

"He is an old ghost who has lived for thousands of years. He only escaped from the seal a few years ago."

"He claims to be a prince of the Yin Dynasty. He has made great military exploits. This is his fiefdom and so on. He is very boastful. He tried to recruit me, but I didn't agree."

"The place where the Dark Night Sect often holds meetings is down to the exit of King Youjian's tomb. Tang Chun, like his senior brother, both died at the hands of King Youjian."

"In the community built by Evergreen Garden, there is the tomb of King Youjian buried very deep underground. Tang Chun's senior brother was the Feng Shui master who Wang Dafu said died suddenly... He was invited to perform rituals and was awakened. King Youjian, his soul was eaten by King Youjian.”

Jiang Yao was so engrossed in what he said that he didn't notice the strange look in Si Qingyan's eyes.

Jiang Yao even knew the conversations in the police station.

It seems that he is very well informed...

Keeping Jiang Yao here can save a lot of time and avoid many detours.

"In order to avoid making things worse, the King of Youjian asked Wang Dafu's godfather, the old man with body odor, to deceive the contractor of Changqing Garden, saying that the exorcism was successful. The King of Youjian is still very smart. He knows the principle of slow and steady, and tolerates the building of a building on the grave..."

Being watched by Si Qingyan, Jiang Yao talked freely and became more and more comfortable.

"After the community was built, the King of Youjian enjoyed the fruits of his labor and ate as many people as he wanted. As long as he didn't kill them all at once, no one would notice."

"Due to the good location, the houses in the community sold very well. But many people died one after another. Most of them died of illness, and some died of accidents such as falling from buildings. The King of Youjian didn't know how fast information spreads nowadays, and soon there were no residents there. The community collapsed due to shoddy work and was completely abandoned... By the way, I don't know if the King of Youjian's grave is solid..."

"Tang Chun wanted to go to the community to find his senior brother's lost magic weapon, the Seven Star Plate, but he was unlucky and was enslaved by the King of Youjian."

"In order to contribute blood food to the King of Youjian, Tang Chun built The Dark Night Sect, at first, sent those with bad intentions to the King of Hell to eat. Later, he started looking for fugitives, which was very tiring..."

"Those outstanding members who were led by the Demon King to the Happy Demon World were actually eaten by the King of Hell."

"The King of Hell ate too much, and Tang Chun developed feelings for the sect he founded, and didn't want innocent people to be eaten by the King of Hell. He wanted to disband the sect, but failed, and died at the hands of the King of Hell."

"Tang Chun should have injured the King of Hell before he died. The King of Hell hasn't come out to eat people during this period... The only time he showed up in the past two years was when he swapped the contents of Wei Sixian's envelope."

After Jiang Yao finished speaking, he silently guessed, could it be that the master was the King of Hell's target?

But Wei Sixian summoned the Demon King.

Is the master the Demon King?

Will the King of Hell be bad for the master?

"The King of the Underworld is very dangerous, so be careful, Master."

"Sooner or later, we will meet him. But don't worry, there are not many people in this world who can beat me." Si Qingyan is very confident in the blood flame, and now he has not found anything that cannot be burned. Light a fire, and all troubles will be gone. The blood flame, which mutated from the ancient array after the reversal of the Nine Heavens Divine Punishment, is one with Si Qingyan, and the connection is extremely close, and the fusion is still deepening... What the blood flame will transform into will only wait for the day when Si Qingyan breaks out of the cocoon.

Today's blood flame gets happiness by burning Si Qingyan. It is so fierce that it doesn't even let itself go.

"When the master needs me, just call my name, as long as I am in Linjiang City, I can hear it."

"Do you want to go somewhere else?" Si Qingyan thought that Jiang Yao might be a bound spirit, and his body was here, so he couldn't leave Linjiang City.

"If you need it." Jiang Yao looked at the light and shadow faintly revealed under the curtains blown by the wind, and something seemed to be taking root in his heart.

He hated Linjiang City deeply, but had to hide in the dark underground. His flesh and blood, his bones, melted into the drainage system of Linjiang City.

He could come and go freely in the underground waterways of Linjiang City, and could hear all kinds of sounds from the ground. If he wanted, he could also extract the pictures he wanted to see... It was hard to let him stay in the old dormitory building.

He died here, and no one knew. The mastermind went abroad, living a carefree life.

"My body has completely merged with Linjiang City."

"I can't leave this city."

"In fact, I always wanted to go back to my hometown."

There are no relatives in my hometown, and I don't know what happened to the house...

The flowers and plants he planted should all be dead... I can't let it go.

"Maybe there will be a way." Si Qingyan didn't know how to let Jiang Yao go back to his hometown without being hurt.

"It's a good thing for me to talk to the master like this. As for going home, it's equivalent to an impossible dream."

After many years, even if he goes back, it's not the warm home in his memory.

Time is irreversible, and he has no home.

"We've been talking for so long, let's reduce the number of words by 150 today."

Si Qingyan looked at the time, it was six o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Yao's melancholy mood disappeared instantly.

"Master..."

He looked at Si Qingyan, pitiful, trying to awaken Si Qingyan's sympathy.

"Don't you want to reduce it by half? Then add it back to you!"

Si Qingyan instantly understood Jiang Yao's eyes.

"I want to reduce it, I want to reduce it..." Jiang Yao quickly denied it, lying back on his blanket, and began to memorize words.

"You are very good."

After receiving Si Qingyan's praise, Jiang Yao was full of motivation, and even felt that the words were handsome.

Si Qingyan wrote down the name of the King of Youjian, and had no intention of taking the initiative to attack for the time being.

"If he hurts someone, let me know in time."

"Okay, Master."

Jiang Yao then spent a little time paying attention to the movements of the King of Youjian. Although he couldn't beat the King of Youjian, the King of Youjian couldn't do anything to him. Jiang Yao will disappear completely unless a nuclear bomb is dropped on Linjiang City and all its underground pipelines are turned into ashes.