Ghosts Know What I Experienced

Chapter 25:

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After the child was pulled into the hall by the first emperor, the tall bronze door was slowly closed.

The people in the metaphysical world still held their own magic weapons, and they did not dare to relax. They did not relax until the majestic grand hall disappeared into the air. For a time, the discussion sounded four times, and Saitama also put down the weapon, while gasping, and said: "This is the solution? Qin III returned to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor was buried in the ground. What happened to us? ”

"Just the thing... is it Qin Shihuang?"

"I rely on, live Qin Shihuang! Live!"

"The old man is not at ease, in case the Qin Shi Huang walked out of the hall and wanted to destroy the metaphysical world, what should I do?"

As soon as this words landed, there was silence in the wilderness.

Saitama whispered: "The Qin Shihuang did not come out of the palace gate, it has already become a horror, and it has been thunder. If he is really out... what can I do, wait for death."

When Zhai Jia listened to the words of Daiyu, she thought about it for a moment, and even thought it was quite reasonable. At least after Saitama said this, everyone in the metaphysical world was silent for a while and agreed.

Lushan Taoist: "There are all dead and horizontal, just don't manage it. Come and come, the matter of the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor is finally solved. Can the old man go back to sleep and take a hot bath?"

"The poor road is itchy, which Taoist friends come to the poor road to start black?"

"Amitabha, it is better to steal energy, plant trees, and water the flowers. This Taoist friend, do you have energy today?"

Yan Jia: "..."

If you say no matter what, is this really a big man? ! ! !

The Tianshi division, which is not reliable in the Xuanxue world, accounts for more than half of it, but there are also several reliable ones. After the child returned to the emperor's mausoleum, Ye Jingzhi and Yan Xiuzhenjun and others stayed and opened a meeting.

Yan Xiuzheng Junzheng said: "Whether you have seen the Taoist friends, can Qin Shihuang seem unable to leave the mausoleum?"

A white-bearded Taoist priest nodded: "Yes, the poor road has seen. If the person is really Qin Shihuang, then when he puts his hand out of the Tomb of the First Emperor, the yin is leaking a lot, and it seems that he can't get out of the door."

Yan Xiuzhenjun dagger: "Qin Sanshi called the man a 'father', and the black man must be the first emperor."

Lushan Taoist and Daiyu’s unreliable Tianshi’s view on this matter is that “the sky is over, and Laozi can’t stop it. Just go to Lele,” but Yan Xiuzhen and others need to think carefully. In the future of the academic world, considering the change of the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, will it bring disaster to the world?

Qian Jia didn't listen to them very much. They said what enchantment for a while, what spells to say for a while, and heard him in the clouds. Yan Jia opened his right hand and looked at his palm. It was smooth and there was no difference.

Really no problem?

When shaking hands with the child, Zhao Jia obviously felt the palm of his hand hot, as if something had been branded. But now, looking closely, the skin is smooth, and the original body temperature has long been restored. It doesn't seem like a problem.

The meeting of the Xuanxue circles gradually came to an end, and Xiu Xiuzhenjun hammered the sound: "Every three months later, we arranged several Taoist friends to come to the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum to strengthen the enchantment, and to monitor what happened here. Dear friends, how do you mean? ?"

Everyone agrees.

Zhao Jia looked down at his palm and touched it for a while. He reluctantly let go. But just as he had just removed his gaze, suddenly, his palms were extremely hot, and he looked down and looked at it, only to see a red carcass in the palm of his hand.

Zhao Jia looked at the palm of his hand in horror. Ye Jingzhi didn’t listen to Yan Xiuzhen’s words. When he was in the meeting, he kept a small gap and secretly looked at Zhao Jia. In the case of Yi Jia here, Ye Jingzhi’s eyes caught his hand and directly pulled his hand.

The red carcass is shining in the palm of Zhaojia. The mirror of the mirror rises and says: "You can know this word from the Qin predecessors?"

Qin Qin real people looked down and said: "Hey! This is the surname of the Daqin royal family, 嬴 word!"

Everyone turned to look here.

Yan Jia gradually felt that the temperature of the palm was no longer so hot, a little more comfortable, but the red "嬴" is still imprinted on his palm.

Yan Xiuzhenjun and others quickly gathered around, Ye Jingzhi clasped Qian Jia’s hand and refused to let go, but the other side had already taken out the innocent Qing Li. He solemnly asked Qin Qinzhen: “This word Why is it in his palm, will it hurt him?"

The little bronze scorpion was pinched by his master, and Ye Jing’s movement of holding Jia Jia was very gentle, but the hand holding the incomparable Qing Li was already imprisoned. It seems that as soon as Qin Zhenren speaks the word "dangerous", he can immediately rush to the ground and enter the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

Qin Qinzhen is the most understanding of the Qin Dynasty. He carefully looked at Zhao Jia’s hand and watched it for a long time. He also read a spell and pointed his finger on the word “嬴”. From beginning to end, the word did not react, just quietly glowing.

An old man wearing a large cotton jacket opened the crowd and strode in: "This kind of thing is to find what the old guy of Qin is doing, let the old man come!"

The eye of the mirror is bright: "The predecessor of the car."

The old man, known as the "car channel," lost half of his hair on his head, wearing a red cotton jacket, and the old **** was walking in front of him. He waved his hand at Ye Jing, and made a mysterious finger on the wrist of Zhao Jia. He read several spells and looked at the red "嬴" for a long time. Finally he sighed: "This A little friend, haven’t you been sleeping lately?”

Yi Jiayi: Can you see this?

The car channel touched the bare chin and said: "You young people, that is, life is not regular, young, day and night. You sick, the old man has no medicine to cure, just send you seven words, go to bed early Get up early and be healthy!"

Everyone knows this, but it is hard to do. Yi Jia nodded, even if he listened.

When the car was seen, it was going to go, and Ye Jingzhi immediately said: "Predecessor, this word?"

The car channel slaps his head: "Auntie, forget the business. The old man carefully checked the body of the little friend, except for a little physical weakness, the yin is a little heavy, there is nothing wrong with it. There is no evil spirit in the body. Nor has it been cursed."

Qin Qinzheng asked: "What does this ‘嬴’ mean? This is the name of Daqin’s country.”

Car channel: "This old man can't manage it. The old man only knows that the body of Xiaoyou is not serious."

The Qinzhen real people wrinkled their brows: "Absolutely related to the Qin III. I have been involved in the Qin Dynasty and the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum for three hundred years, collecting a lot of secrets of the Qin Dynasty, and then looking back carefully after reading it, maybe you can see strange things."

The words of Yi Jia’s palm appeared too coincidentally, which happened just after the child’s return to the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, and it was also a “嬴” character, which made the masters of the metaphysics circle nervous. The meeting that just finished, because of this word, continues to open.

Ye Jingzhi did not participate in the meeting directly. Standing next to him, he had been casting a spell against the character of Zhao Jia’s palm, but let him do whatever he wanted. That word is where An An is firmly there.

The Black Master has been hanging his head and trying various methods. As soon as he bowed his head, he could see Ye Jing’s focused and serious eyes. He carefully took his hand and tried to eliminate the word over and over again.

In the wilderness, the masters of the Xuanxue circles met loudly. On the side, Yi Jia looked down at Ye Jingzhi, and Ye Jingzhi took his hand.

The breeze blew, blowing the hair of the mirror, revealing a pair of deep eyes.

Yan Jia whispered: "Master Ye."

Ye Jingzhi raised his head and his eyes were clear. The black little cockroach in his right eye was quietly hidden in the depths, and he looked at Zhao Jia seriously.

Jia Jiadao: "This is what the child left for me. I think... he should not harm me. If he really wants to hurt me, he can already start. There are many opportunities for us to get along alone. He never took the initiative with me. Have a conflict. You don't have to care too much about this matter, you can think with other masters, why the child will leave this thing to me, what is his intention. This thing may be more important." Don't always care about him. A person's problem can be concerned about the big things that care about the entire metaphysical world.

The daughter-in-law said it again: you don't have to care about me.

The mirror's lips are slightly open and gently squatted. He took Zhao Jia's hand and lost some of his heart, but when he looked up and saw the young man's gentle smile, the faint loss suddenly dissipated, and his heart rushed into a warm touch.

A few weeks ago, he did not know that this person was his fiancee. In order to swear to this man, he lived in the other's home.

It is impossible for a six-year-old child to grow up alone and to be placed in the world of the world and the metaphysics.

When Ye Jingzhi was a child, he was actually helped by many seniors. He was a monk, a master of waking up, and a master of Yi Xiu. They had a good relationship with Yi Lingzi. Old friends accidentally passed away. They all wanted to accept Ye Jingzhi as a disciple. To take care of this young child. But Ye Jingzhi refused.

This incident, Saitama once said to Yi Jia, only described the matter itself, did not say the follow-up and reasons for this incident.

The reason for the rejection is only one of the mirrors that the individual understands. The follow-up of this incident is that some of the seniors gave some help to Ye Jing in private. Ye Jingzhi lives alone, learns spells by himself, and through the secrets of the teachers left by Yi Lingzi, he slowly grows up to today's Ye Hao Wang.

For so many years, the help of the predecessors has always been limited, they can not take care of Ye Jingzhi's bit by life. The house left by Yi Lingzi is not big. It is an old house built in the last century, only eighty flat.

Yi Lingzi often said this to Ye Jing during his lifetime: "The mirror, let's catch the ghosts, the most bad thing is money. For the rich to catch those ghosts, the seven-figure start, even they want to ask For the teacher, the teacher is too lazy to look at them. But you know, why is the teacher so rich, still living in such a house?"

Xiaoyejing honestly replied: "Because Master likes to gamble, he loses his light every time."

Yi Lingzi's old face is black: "Hu... nonsense! For the teacher, for the teacher, this is to exercise your will! To catch a ghost, you can't be delicate, you can't be extravagant. If you encounter a powerful devil in the future, chase it. It is necessary to chase after a few days and nights, wind and sleep, and wear stars to wear the moon. You have to suffer this kind of suffering. Do you know? If you are a teacher, you will cultivate your hard-working spirit from an early age!"

Some of the small leaf mirrors don't quite understand.

Master Ming often gambles with the predecessors of Lushan and does not wake up to the seniors to play with money. After each loss, they all take the unsettled Qing Li people and squander them. After drunk, I still said: "The old man is no longer gambling, no longer gambling!" After three days, several people gathered together to gamble | Bo.

Master really has no money, why did he become the spirit of hard work and hard work?

When Yi Lingzi died unexpectedly, when Lushan Taoist came to report, he brought Ye Jingzhi back to Wu Xiangqing and gave him a lot of money. There are only so many people who can do it. He was the peak of the time. He often went out to catch ghosts. It is impossible to have time to look at Ye Jingzhi. He can only help the old friend of this old friend in material terms.

Master said that the house is small in order to train your hard work.

Xiaoyejing thinks that this house is very big, there is no master, only him.

Although Master is very unreliable, he will say "Good night" to him before going to bed. On countless nights later, Xiaoyejing held the Qingli and Taishan stones, and said "good night" to them before going to bed, but no one would say "good night" to him.

It was not until nineteen years later that he entered the man’s home in a restless mood.

Seeing Saitama in Sioux City, Ye Jingzhi was also very surprised. He knows that this young celestial sect is a proud disciple of the Heavenly Ci, and the ranking of the ink fighting list is very high. He didn't know how to get along with the younger generation of the celestial singer, such as Daiyu, and he didn't know how to refuse Yi Jia's kindness. He could only live in the same house with them.

In the evening, Saitama said in the living room that Ye Hao Wang was terrible, and Ye Hao Wang was so scary.

Ye Jingzhi stood in front of the window of the room to see the moon in the sky.

Saitama said a lot to the sulky young man, Ye Jingzhi did not interrupt, he just looked at the moon. Slowly, Saitama finally slept. He stopped talking. Ye Jingzhi also felt that he should do something as a thank-you, thanking the young man for letting him live here.

Then he heard someone knocking at the door. When I opened it, the young man smiled softly at him and said to him -

"Master Ye, good night."

Ye Jing's eyes are big, staring at the person in front of him, until the person leaves, the heart is still beating.

Recalling the "good night" hidden in the deepest part of the soul, Ye Jingzhi slowly hangs his throat, still pulling the hand of Qian Jia, trying to help him remove the red word of the palm. He didn't say anything, and Yi Jia didn't talk well, but looking at the silent man in front of him, I don't know why, Yi Jia always felt that his heart has never been as quiet as it is now.

Ye Jingzhi always bowed his head and recited spells over and over again, casting spells over and over again. Zhao Jia looked at it like this, the wind in the ear slowly dissipated, and the hand held by the other party felt a burst of warmth. Where the skin touches, the feeling of peace of mind gradually penetrates.

"...don't be afraid, there is me."

The low male voice was not in the wind, and Yi Jia did not hear it. He asked: "What?"

Ye Jingzhi raised his head, and there was a quiet star river lying in the black eyelid. He said one word at a time: "Zi Jia, there is me."

At this moment, the heart beats to the fastest. I have never had such a heartbeat, and I look at the man in front of me, and I can’t even say a word.

Plopping!

Yan Jia suddenly took back his finger and covered the word of the palm. Ye Jingzhi looked at him strangely.

Qian Jia hesitated for a long time, and resisted the emotions in his heart. He said: "Master Ye, is there any misunderstanding between us? Are you too mad to me..." The voice stopped abruptly, and Zhao Jia’s eyes widened and horrified Looking at the front.

Ye Jingzhi asked: "奚嘉?"

Yan Jia: "..."

Ye Jingzhi is anxious: "What's wrong? Do you have anything to say to me?"

Yan Jia silently saw one of the mirrors of the eye, and looked down at his palm. He spread his palms and looked at the red "嬴" character in the palm of his hand. Finally, he looked at the door of the metaphysical master who was still in the discussion in the distance, screaming: "Masters, I think I know how this word is." It’s going on. Zi Ying... I just talked to me.”

In the center of the flat wilderness, a group of masters surrounded the Yijia group and looked at him like a rare animal.

While listening to the sounds in his mind, Yi Jia also made simultaneous interpretation: "Zi Ying said that he knew from the beginning that he might not enter the Tomb of the First Emperor. When Li Si and Xu Fu designed the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, they only followed Qin Shihuang's The request left a passage, which was reserved for Fusu. More than two thousand years ago, after the child was taken in by the eunuch, the passage was blocked. The entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor was in a cage and could not enter. Can't come out."

The Qin real people rushed to echo: "Yes, for more than three hundred years, we have been unable to enter the First Emperor's Mausoleum, and the things inside have never come out. This time, if you don't wake up, this old vulture has made an accident. Qin Sanshi should not come out at all." After that, he still took a look at the master.

Master does not wake up: "Amitabha, poor... poor and not talking."

Zhao Jia continued to say: "So before the child can not open the door, but also can not open the door, in fact, it is a matter of course. Since he escaped the Tomb of the First Emperor, it is difficult to go back, not Qin Shihuang intends to be difficult, but this The mausoleum refused to allow outsiders to enter."

The true Qin people hold the obsessive incomprehension of the First Emperor's Mausoleum: "Why did he later go in again?"

Yi Jia looked at the real people of Qin: "It was Qin Shihuang who took him in."

Qin Qinzhen: "Ah?"

Zhai Jia: "The master should see it with his own eyes. It was the first emperor who personally appeared and picked him in. Ziying said that if the emperor did not appear, he could not enter. The emperor spent some strength and helped him. The door to the tomb was opened, and the child could go back."

"It turned out to be."

"Don't love that Qin Shihuang is really just picking up his son to go home, isn't it to come and wait for me?"

"I said, this father and son come to the night of hatred. Qin Shihuang is no longer like his son, nor can he watch his son stay outside, the soul flies."

The people in the metaphysical circles were relieved.

Yan Jia listened to the sound of the child in his mind, slowly frowned, and continued to repeat: "It is because the child feels that he can't go back, and sooner or later, the soul will fly away, and will leave this idea to me. He he wanted to help me in the future in the face of Qin Shi Huang, talk about good things, because I ...... "I and Hu Hai looks a bit like he wants to persuade the Emperor not beat me.

I can't say anything about it later. I don't want to admit that I am like Hu Hai.

He spent a long time and changed his mouth: "For some reason, Ziying left a thought to me. Now, he successfully returned to the Imperial Tomb, and this idea has no meaning, but he just discovered that he I can talk to me through my thoughts."

The Qin real person quickly hurriedly said: "You ask him, what is the situation of the First Emperor's Mausoleum? How about Qin Shihuang?"

Yan Jiadao: "The First Emperor woke up from a deep sleep, in order to bring the baby into the Tomb of the First Emperor, and spent a lot of power, now sleep on the Mercury River to restore strength. Zi Ying said that the Emperor could not wake up within a year."

The people in the metaphysical world have completely relaxed.

However, the next moment, Zhai Jia said: "Before the Emperor fell asleep, he said that since the child can leave the Imperial Tomb, he will try it out if he can go out from the First Emperor's Mausoleum. If you can go out..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at Zhao Jia: "Can you go out? How can you go out?"

Yan Jia sighed: "The first emperor said that he would build the Qin Dynasty again."

Masters of the metaphysical circles: "..."

Next second -

"Mom got a bitch, then Qin Shihuang really wanted to destroy our metaphysical world, he still wants to be an emperor!"

"You can't let Qin Shihuang breathe, and he is now injured. You are a friend. Let's rush into the Tomb of the First Emperor and take the Emperor Qin Shihuang!"

"Yes, but now he was injured, so a good opportunity, now do not beat him, beat him when so what?"

Yan Jia: "..." The danger of the monks is what you say so loudly! This is not radiant! ! !

Seeing that many masters have already picked up their sleeves, they really intend to die and go to the underground to smash a Qin Shihuang. One of Ye Jing’s words breaks the key points: “First, we can’t enter the First Emperor’s Mausoleum; secondly, with the strength of Qin Shihuang, Ling Xiao is also forbidden. He left the mausoleum, he should not be able to come out casually. Finally, his strength is too strong, can not beat."

Master Ye is very honest, saying that he can't beat it, never swear.

The masters fell down again, and Zhao Jia said: "Wait, Ziying said that the first emperor did not seem to be inseparable from the mausoleum, because Xu Fu used secret techniques in the past, and cast spells in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, so that the first emperor for two thousand years, The strength of the original Emperor was originally killing countless, suffocating, just as soon as he died, his strength was amazing. He spent two thousand years in the First Emperor's Mausoleum, and his strength increased to a terrible point. Ziying believes that the First Emperor It will not go out in a hundred years."

The masters put down their weapons.

"A hundred years? The old man is dead, just let it be, no matter what."

"What is going on in the past 100 years? Let the juniors take care of them!"

Zhao Jia had no longer wanted to vomit to this unreliable metaphysical school. He finally conveyed a sentence for the child: "The child will persuade the first emperor, let the emperor not to make a big move. He said that the world now, although there are still many A good place, but the princes will have a kind of relationship, Daqin can't do it, the world can do it. No matter what happens in the future, he will try his best to discourage the First Emperor and give up the idea of rebuilding Daqin."

The masters of the metaphysical circles often look very unreliable, but in this matter, they attach great importance to it. In the end, according to the suggestion of Yan Xiuzhen, the Xuan Xuejie will arrange the Tianshi to strengthen the enchantment of the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum every year, and monitor it by the way.

Zi Ying does not harm Jia Jia, the red "嬴" word of the palm has become the medium of their communication.

After helping the child to convey the last words, Yan Jia looked at the desolate and empty wilderness and remembered the huge palace floating in the air half an hour ago. He looked at the place where the baby was finally disappeared. After a long time, he couldn't help but ask a word in his heart: "Children... Did the First Emperor forgive you?"

In my mind, there has been no response for a long time.

A long time later, the sound of the child's warm and gentle sounded: "The father was just taking me in. After the door was closed, I ignored me, but I could enter the fourth floor of the tomb. The father did not say to me, but I thought He didn't hate me. Before I was wrong, my father never blamed others for his fault. He once said that the strong can change his life. If something uncontrollable happens, it is he still Not strong enough, as long as it is strong enough, you can master your destiny and master everything."

Yi Jia did not understand: "Then he prevented you from reincarnation?"

Ziying smiled and said: "It is perhaps not the father of the guardian, but the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. This mausoleum was built by Xu Fu and Li Si. The national teacher has a strong mana and built the mausoleum with the power of the whole country. I don't know it yet. I can't come in, but since I went out once, maybe I still have a chance to go out."

The two said for a while, Ziying said: "The father has not noticed you, but since the father said that he wants to rebuild Daqin, he should know that Hu Hai killed Fusu, Daqin has already perished in my hands. So... ...奚嘉, you will come here less often."

Yan Jia: "..."

Who wants to look like Hu Hai! ! !

After solving the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, Yi Jia and Ye Jingzhi returned to the hotel. At the time of the hotel, at 5 o'clock in the morning, Zhao Jia called Li to deputy director to take a day off and was not going to film.

In today's Chang'an City, don't say ghosts, even a lonely ghost is hard to see.

In March, in the midst of a riot of wild horses, the March ranking of the ink list was also announced at 0:00 this morning.

Master Ye found a wife in the second half of the month, and she was full of water skiing, but she was too many to kill in the first half of the month. She still ranked first in the first place and became the brightest star in the night sky. The name of Nanyi is a few streets.

Later, the top ten rankings did not change. With the advantage of a devil, Yuyu surpassed the Jiang brothers and sisters and saved the position of the seventh in the ink list.

In the early morning of the next day, Wan Qian Tian Shi happily took out his mobile phone and waited for the "Ghost Know" update.

Finally, "Ghosts know" did not update the news of the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum in real time. After zero o'clock, four articles appeared on the public number page.

At the time, Yi Jia was washing his face. After returning to the bedroom, he picked up his mobile phone and opened the WeChat public account at random location. Then: "..."

Have you made such a headline party? ! !

I saw three of the four articles in the "Ghost Know" today, and there are three articles related to the incident of the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor. There is also a data article that announces the ranking of the ink list and the ranking of the magic weapon in March.

The article on the front page of the headline, the title is -

"The years of the Qin Dynasty in the Daqin Dynasty: The First Emperor, is your most beloved Fusu, Huhai, or a child? 》

This is completely ridiculous!

When Zhao Jia opened an article, she even used a novel brushstroke and wrote a short story of 10,000 words. There are not many words, and there are many words, just exactly 10,000 words.

The story begins with a clear statement. The historical consultant of this story is the real person of the Qin Dynasty. The content of the article is purely fictitious. If there is similarity, it is absolutely coincidental. The author is only responsible for depicting the most likely stories, not responsible for the true and false of the story.

This story is mainly about the daily life of Qin Shihuang’s son.

The author is quite fair, and the love of the first emperor to Fusu is vividly described in Hu Hai’s favor. Only when I wrote the child, the author wrote the child as a little poor, not too warm, not as good as Hu Hai, and did not have the ability to help Su Qiang, just like the background wall. This article attracted a large amount of pro-mother powder for the child, and played CALL for the child under the article.

Zhao Jia did not think that the child was as miserable as the article described, even if the child was not so much attached to the Emperor, it was also the prince and grandson. Can the First Emperor still have a son? Wake up, the baby is not yellow and thin!

When Zhao Jia finished reading the article, his face was big, because the author exposed the things that the Emperor wanted to rush out of the mausoleum. There is nothing wrong with this matter. Anyway, the predecessors of the metaphysical circles will be open sooner or later, but this author actually said this -

["The great Qin of Qin, never perished."

"When you leave the mausoleum, move the four mountains, set the five seas, and go under the Great Wall, look for Fusu to return!"

In the corner, the child baby silently lowered his head.

In the eyes of the father, only Fusu, never had him. 】

Yan Jia: "..."

There is something wrong!

He and the child have been together for so long, the child is obviously a Qin Shihuang blow, every time talking about Qin Shihuang, is an endless reverence. Who is this resentful child? When I was chatting yesterday, Ziying gave him a good exaggeration of Fusu, saying that Fusu had such a wise and generous, broad-minded, fully inherited the advantages of the First Emperor. In addition to the words, Fusu is also a variety of respect.

This kind of dog blood article, Yi Jia closed it at a glance, and spit on this title. Fortunately, Qin Shihuang, who is still asleep, is still sleeping, and there is no mobile phone. I can’t see you being so mean. If this is what Qin Shihuang saw, his old man might not be able to climb out of the grave directly, destroying the "ghost know" and destroying the entire metaphysical world.

Zhao Jia was thinking, suddenly heard the voice of the child.

"Zi Jia, I want to know the news of your world. Do you have any way to let me know this country?"

On the mobile phone screen of Zhao Jia, the article was lit up. When he heard the sound of the baby, he shook his hand and the phone almost fell to the ground.

After chatting for a while, Yi Jia decided to send some books to the child. Don't send anything else, first send a textbook for elementary school. From the first grade to the sixth grade, all the language numbers will be sent, plus a set of free after-school exercises, you are welcome.

After the chat, Zi Ying said: "I always come to you suddenly, it is too rude. If you are convenient, you can find the master who often works with you, ask him to help, seal the way I gave you. Thoughts. If I want to find you later, I will not talk to you directly, so as not to bother you."

Yi Jia said that one of the things and Ye Jing, Ye Jingzhi immediately sealed an enchantment on his hand. If the child wants to talk to Qian Jia later, the red character of the palm of the hand will be bright and hot. After the dragon draws a circle on the red "嬴", the child can communicate with him.

In the evening, Yi Jia dragged a box of elementary school textbooks, and Ye Jingzhi arrived at the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

Things have been dragged over, but I don’t know how to send them to the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor. This Qin Shihuang Mausoleum, even the son of the baby can not go back, no one can enter the metaphysical world, let alone Yan Jia.

As if he had noticed the troubles of Zhao Jia, Ye Jing silently took the box from his hand and gently placed it on the ground. Zhao Jia looked at him differently, Ye Jingzhi's index finger against the lips, whispered the spell, and suddenly pointed a finger on the suitcase, a golden flame lighted for no reason. However, for a long time, the suitcase was burned and smashed, and in this golden flame, it was burnt into black ash.

Yan Jiawei said: "Master Ye?"

Ye Jing’s patiently explained: “He is a ghost, he burns things and he will get them.”

Yi Jia nodded in sight.

When they went back to the hotel together, they only went halfway. Yi Jia suddenly thought: "Wait, Master Ye, you burned the suitcase together. The baby got the same thing as the original, or the thing will be scattered. I mean, is he getting a book or a suitcase?"

Ye Jingzhi replied: "What is the time of burning, what it is."

Yan Jia: "... So, the child is getting a suitcase with a book inside?"

The mirror of the behead.

Yan Jia: "..." After a while, he faintly said: "Master Ye, the child really knows how to open the zipper and open the suitcase..."

Ye Jingzhi: "..."

Yan Jia quickly used the word "嬴" to communicate with the child. Always rushing to the child before the child opens the suitcase, stop the child and teach him how to open the suitcase.

When this happened, Ye Jing did not talk on one of the roads. It seemed like a child who was doing something wrong, blaming his head and snoring. After returning to the hotel, Zhao Jia finally discovered the abnormality of Master Ye. He felt strange at first, but slowly, he understood the awkward behavior of Master Ye.

On the way back to the room, Zhao Jia quietly looked at Ye Jingzhi, and the corner of her lips could not help but tilt.

Such a master of leaves is very interesting. It is not as dull as it is on weekdays. It seems to be a lot more lively.

Going to the door of the room and seeing Ye Jingzhi’s still sad and low-looking look, he couldn’t help but pull his sleeve. Ye Jingzhi turned his head and saw that Jia Jia felt that he seemed too abrupt. He loosened the sleeves of Ye Jing, looked at the man's sullen look, raised his smile and said: "Thank you, Master Ye, good night."

Ye Jing's slowly widened his eyes and stared at the young black man in front of him.

After a long time, his voice hoarsely shouted out the two words of cherish: "Late... good night."

When the door is closed, Yi Jia begins to wash, prepares to sleep, and starts to shoot early tomorrow. Of course, he didn't know. After he finished the sentence, the fascinating Ye Hao Wang in the metaphysical circles suddenly blushes and strode to the room next to him and opened the door. As soon as he entered the door, Ye Haowang was hot and blushing. He held his hands and covered his face, hiding the shy color on his face.

Master, the feeling of having a wife is the same as what you said... It’s good.

I want to cultivate a love saint, and I don’t want to see the old blood in the underground. The old man is not your apprentice! ! !

The author has something to say: Mirror: daughter-in-law, my wife, ⁄(⁄⁄·············

Yi Lingzi: The old man must be alive!

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By the way, some little angels said that they can't see the update, but they have actually been updated. At this time, you can flip through the directory, or send a two-point comment in the last chapter you saw. The system will jump directly to the next chapter (I am telling the truth! I have the meaning of QAQ)

Then, I may update later, but there will definitely be an update in the day. If the sister finds that it has not been updated, I can use this method to find it.

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