Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"I'm just asking, I haven't lived enough yet."

Ji Yuan held the paper figurine, smiled faintly and said nothing.

He did not absorb it into Dao Yun, only fifty points in total, like mosquito meat.

It's better to keep it, maybe it can be used for other purposes.

Ji Yuan is deeply interested in everything about the underworld.

He occasionally thinks that there must be a solution for the thousands of ghosts who stay in the mortal world and cannot enter the underworld.

Otherwise, more and more, wouldn't yin and yang be in chaos?

"Ninth Master, this is a ghost, how could it be better to be a living person."

An old man said earnestly:

"Look at the little old man who has become a ghost, the scorching sun does not dare to show up during the day, and the door god of the house does not dare to approach,

The yin qi is weaker, and when encountering a vicious mastiff, it will panic and flee in fright.

Sometimes I want to go back and see my children and grandchildren, but it doesn't work!

This yin and yang separation is very cruel.

Although he is already dead, he must not be reincarnated, and he has no hope for the next life..."

Speaking like this, it seems to touch the sadness,

Old man An's wrinkled old face was full of tears, and he couldn't help crying.

"Ah...here, keep your voice down, don't disturb the neighbors."

Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment and reluctantly comforted.

In his last life, plus this life,

I haven't seen such a scene in decades.

"Let Jiuye laugh, the little old man has no ability, so he can only cry."

Old Man An wiped away the tears that had turned into strands of yin, and choked:

"It's not like Jiuye holds a knife in his palm, and he can cut off all the injustice in his heart."

Ji Yuan shook his head and said:

"Everyone has their own difficulties. If they can live in peace, who wants to risk their lives?"

Old Man An nodded in agreement:

"Also, when I used to buy wontons, there was a man named Zhao on the street, who was very arrogant. Some of the sons in the family were either high officials or big businessmen.

In the next two years, it seems that because of a crime, hundreds of men were sent into exile, and women were sent to Jiaofang Division.

Oh that's miserable. "

Ji Yuan calmed down and put away the paper figure.

"Speaking of which, how close is your ghost to becoming a ghost?"

Old Man An scratched his head, raised his hand and counted:

"Probably two more ghosts like Lin Baihu."

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, thinking that only two channels can raise a Yin spirit.

Really worthless.

"Then Lin Lu is dead, you don't have to hide in the future."

"Ninth Master, your house is not very popular, the tables, chairs, benches, and the stove are all covered with a thick layer of ash..."

Old Man An smiled ingratiatingly, with hope in his eyes.

Not popular?

So do you want to be pissed off?

Ji Yuan was speechless and said casually:

"Forget it, if you're happy to stay, then stay.

It's just that I may have to move in the next few days, and I won't be able to afford a house in the inner city for a while, so I'll get a spacious and clean place to live first. "

Ji Yuan doesn't care about raising a ghost.

Anyway, the old man didn't eat or drink, even the tableware and chopsticks were saved.

"Thank you, Master Jiu!"

An Shanren was happy.

It is not easy for a ghost to have a place to live.

Thanks to his good luck, he met a kind-hearted person like Jiu Ye.

"Rest."

Ji Yuan waved his hand.

Old Man An quickly turned into a cloud of yin and poured it into the soul bottle.

Blowing out the oil lamp, Ji Yuan slept in his clothes,

He frowned slightly, as if thinking.

He now has ten fates in his possession, condensing the fate of [Wuqu Riding a Dragon], holding more than three thousand white Dao Yun in his hands.

How to use it rationally and strengthen itself has become a major issue that needs to be considered.

Advanced fate? Erasing Changes?

Or rubbing? Or start with martial arts and weapons?

...

...

The next day, early in the morning.

Ji Yuan has nothing to do with him, and plans to go to the Humble Garden to bring back the Huleibao.

You can't keep your own mount in someone else's house all the time.

Originally scheduled for today's big ring test, it was postponed later because of the big case of Song Yunsheng and Zhou Zian.

It is rumored that the Prince of the East Palace personally met with the Minister of Rites, who taught his son Wufang.

In the end, Song Shangshu left a decent retreat.

It's all about the kindness of the king and minister.

Resign voluntarily!

Return home!

This will be replaced by the time of the saint's coming.

Why do you have to peel the skin and fill the grass, and cut the whole door.

As for the Zhou family, the head of the top ten lines in Tianjing, the end is relatively more tragic.

Even if Master Zhou ruthlessly removed that renegade son from the genealogy and ancestral hall, how could he easily get rid of the relationship that has already been implicated.

The Ministry of Household took away the water transportation business with a paper document.

Then the wharf, the granary, and the rice line were also hit hard one after another.

Such a big tree, it collapsed in an instant.

No matter how lush the foliage is, it is a heinous crime that cannot be afforded.

With an order from the imperial court, the Zhou family was pulled out even by the roots and beards.

As for Yang Xiu, who could not see anyone alive or was dead, there was no movement.

The Duke of Liang's government didn't even manage funerals, conduct funerals, or stop the spirits, as if nothing happened.

This made Ji Yuan a little confused, he was ready to deal with killing the little ones and provoking the old ones.

I thought that I couldn't resist, so I could only rely on the Prince of the East Palace.

Or give up a bit of face and hide in the Sheji Building of Qintian Supervision for a year and a half.

Unexpectedly, there was no response from Liang Guogong's mansion, and it seemed calm.

"There's a dead dog in the house, so it's time to howl twice."

Ji Yuan sighed lightly, the wealthy and wealthy were really cool.

No wonder there is a saying "I would rather be a beggar than a slave".

Going straight to the inner city, I came to the Humble Garden. The family members at the gate were brightly dressed and their eyes were sharp.

He didn't treat Ji Yuan rudely when he saw Ji Yuan, he turned around and informed him, and soon a young servant in Tsing Yi came out to greet him.

"The ninth master came by coincidence, the third master is admiring the scenery in the Humble Garden,

Just now I was talking about Jiuye, thinking about whether to invite you over for a while. "

Ji Yuan couldn't help but sighed that the money printing at home was very small, and everyday life was really relaxing.

This day is not to enjoy the scenery and play, or to call friends.

The servant in Tsing Yi walked to the front and was in charge of leading the way.

Ji Yuan saw from a distance that there were two figures standing in the pavilion.

The handsome and white-faced Luo Yuzhen with silver silk on her forehead was talking and laughing with the young woman in a blue-robed dress.

"Your young master and the beautiful lady will meet. I will go to the stables myself, so I won't disturb him."

Ji Yuan chuckled lightly.

Turn around and go to the other side.

"Sanlang, who is that person? It seems to be a raw face, and I have never seen it in Humble Garden before."

In the Huxin Pavilion, Yang Ping'er pointed to the shore and asked softly.

"That's Ji Yuan and Ji Jiulang that I often mention, such as today's thirty-six lectures on martial arts in Beijing, the most remarkable people."

Luo Yuzhen said sternly.

"Is that Ji Jiulang who suppressed Yang Xiu?"

Yang Ping'er's brows and eyes curved, and the corners of her lips showed a bit of a smile.

"Since he is a friend of Saburo, he must find an opportunity to meet and meet, so as not to be neglected."