Chapter 26 Ghost Beads

Ye Jiu has been reading and studying in the house for the past few days. He seems to have made up his mind to focus on learning in the future. After all, he is still a student and can't always be a magic stick.

The master's entrustment that he intends to complete it when he is an adult. After all, his ability is limited now, and he also realizes his weakness when he goes down the mountain this time. He already knows this saying that there are people outside.

Seeing that his son has changed a lot this time, Ye Tianqi doesn't know whether he should be happy or worried, because although his son is obedient, he can see that his son has more sadness.

The ghost-faced Lan Shao Xin has been working hard for a middle-aged man during this period. He doesn't like to play with power, but for her, he can only obey the orders of the middle-aged man. Before she wakes up, he can only become the lowest slave.

Time still walked forward without slowness. Ye Jiu was also successfully admitted to high school. Although it was not the key point, Ye Tianqi did not blame him. After all, his son has the intention to go to school, which is more important than anything else. As long as he works harder in the later stage, there is no problem to be admitted to a key university.

"Xiao Jiu, come on, eat something and rest for a while!"

"Dad, I'm reading a book. Don't always come in once in minutes. I can't run. What are you nervous about?"

Ye Jiu is a little helpless. Since that happened last time, his father has not given himself the opportunity to be alone for a long time.

"Silly son, Dad is not afraid that you have something to do. Besides, if you really need to drink water and eat something, Dad can also help, so that you can't have more time to read."

Listening to his father's words, Ye Jiu is depressed. He has never found that his father can often say so. It seems that he really need to get sick a few more times, so that he will think about his father's temperament, but he dares not do this. If he really does this, it will undoubtedly kill his father.

Ye Tianqi is such a precious son as Ye Jiu, so Ye Tianqi has tried his best to think about his son, but he is afraid that his son will have any accident. Speaking of speaking, Ye Jiu's life is Ye Tianqi's life. If his son is gone, what else does his father have?

"Dad, go and have a rest! Don't worry, I promised my master that I would never make trouble again until I became an adult. In addition, I couldn't help what happened last time. In order to save the name of the village, Dad, my son will never let you send white-haired people to black-haired people.

"My son has grown up, hehe..."

Ye Tianqi didn't say anything more. He left the room with a wry smile. He knew that his son had already grown up and was no longer the cries and stupid boy he used to be, but he didn't want to admit it, because I knew that his son would leave him when he grew up...

Looking at his father's lonely back, Ye Jiu's heart stung. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Inexplicably, there was a gap between him and his father. It seemed that the gap had existed since the appearance of the man.

"Damn it, you'd better read a good book!" Ye Jiu hit his head to make sure that there were not too many messy thoughts in his mind before he continued to read the book seriously.

Summer passed quickly, and autumn is a harvest season. For Ye Jiu, this is undoubtedly a good weather. He took sacrifices and went up the mountain, because he dreamed of his master last night...

The road on the mountain has been so difficult to walk, but Ye Jiu has long been used to it, and his miss for the master has gradually faded. Without the master's dream, Ye Jiu made sure that he would not come often.

It's also strange to say that the master has been dead for so long, but he has not been reincarnated. Instead, he often runs to Ye Jiu's dream to make trouble. Ye Jiu has never understood. Does the master have anything to say or something to explain to himself? In order to confirm his inference, Ye Jiu went up the mountain to see the master today.

"Wow... I'm exhausted, old man. Why did you build the sect so high when you have nothing to do? Do you really want to exhaust future generations?

Ye Jiu finally couldn't help cursing. He didn't have a good temper. Maybe this was inherited from his master's character! However, Ye Jiu is strange. His father has such a good temper, and why did he inherit the master's bad temper?

This makes Ye Jiu feel uncomfortable. If he hadn't followed his father since he was a child, Ye Jiu would have thought that he was the illegitimate son of Xuan Tianzi.

It usually took more than two hours to travel, but Ye Jiu only took two hours to arrive today. It seems that his skills during this period have grown again. At the thought of his skills, Ye Jiu opened his eyes and smiled, but when he remembered the ghost-faced man again, his face became gloomy again.

It seems that people are really fickle animals, even people like Ye Jiu, but to put it bluntly, if it weren't for good face, how could people find so much distress for themselves?

There is no change in Xuan Tianzi's grave. Ye Jiu used the skill of summoning souls, but it was strange that he did not attract Xuan Tianzi's soul, which made Ye Jiu really depressed. Has his physical strength grown, but his magic power has weakened?

"Silly boy, your master is not an ordinary person. How can you recruit your master with such an ordinary soul summoning skill?"

Hearing the voice of the coming, Ye Jiu quickly turned his head.

"Master, oh, it's you! It turns out that you are still alive, and you think you went down to meet my master early.

For Xuan Mingzi, Ye Jiu's outspoken words were sarcastic words. There was nothing he could do. Who made him always like to play tricks on himself before, and let himself call so many grandfathers? Ye Jiu intends to avenge this revenge to the end.

"You boy, your mouth is still so cheap. If you want to summon your master, just be good to me. I'm not as good-tempered as your master. I can't tolerate you being wild."

Xuan Mingzi is not polite to speak. It seems that he really quarreled with his nephew, but he is not to blame. The old man has been lonely for so many years. He finally has a junior of his own sect, and he has become the head, which makes him have to be a pastime.

This can't be Xuanmingzi, because he has always been afraid of the position of the head. He has worked hard all his life, but the position of the head has not reached his turn in the end, so he is inevitably a little depressed.

In terms of strength, how can he not compare with Xuan Tianzi? In terms of experience and popularity, how can he not compare with Ye Jiu, a kid? Therefore, it is natural for Xuan Mingzi to have a poisonous mouth, but this is only his personal idea.

"Well, I won't quarrel with you, uncle, my master has been appearing in my dreams to make trouble in the past few days. I don't know if he is short of money, so I came to ask him, but I can't summon his soul."

"Try to add some blood to the charm." Xuan Mingzi's words could not hear the joys and sorrows, and Ye Jiu didn't ask much, but just followed Xuan Mingzi's words.

"Strange, it still doesn't work."

After trying, Xuan Tianzi's cemetery is still the same, and there is nothing wrong around.

Xuan Mingzi frowned and suddenly seemed to remember something: "Kid, bring me your master's favorite thing before his death."

"What do you want that to do?"

"What nonsense? It must be useful for you to bring it here. Are you afraid that I will rob you?"

Xuan Mingzi did not ask Ye Jiu unnecessary questions, and Ye Jiu did not dare to ask too much. Although he occasionally raised a quarrel with Xuan Mingzi, now he knew that if he dared to talk more, Xuan Mingzi would definitely not give himself a good look.

Ye Jiu's uncle has such a temper, which is much worse than his master, but Ye Jiu knows that they are all knife-mouthed and have no bad intentions, so this is also the reason why Ye Jiu can tolerate them.

Ye Jiu soon brought the black Xuanzhu, which the master always loved before he was alive. The black Xuanzhu was obtained by Xuan Tianzi in an accident. As for the role, Ye Jiu has never heard Xuan Tianzi say.

"Uncle, here, just this bead."

"What the hell is this? It doesn't look good and gives people a strange feeling.

Xuan Mingzi played with the black Xuanzhu left and right a few times and looked at Ye Jiu inexperablely.

When Ye Jiu saw Xuan Mingzi staring at him, he suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart, just like a big girl being targeted by a pervert. Ye Jiu swallowed his saliva hard and shook his head to show that he didn't know.

Xuan Mingzi glanced at Ye Jiu, then kept the black Xuanzhu on the ground, and finally stepped on the black Xuanzhu hard** with his foot.

"Ah... Take your stinky feet away, damn bald..."

A miserable voice came to Xuan Mingzi and Ye Jiu's ears. Even if Ye Jiu was not afraid of ghosts, the voice still made him a little afraid.

"Teacher... Master, how did you float out of this bead? It scared me to death..."

Ye Jiu complained with dissatisfaction, but as soon as he saw the master's ghost appearance, he immediately closed his mouth.

"If I hadn't been hiding in this, I would have been out of my mind. You boy still complained about me and asked you not to bring outsiders into the cemetery of our leaders of past dynasties. Why are you disobedient?"

"Outsiders? Master, are you right? Is Uncle also an outsider?

Ye Jiu looked curiously at the master's soul, and then looked at the master Xuan Mingzi. He muttered in his heart, could it be that the two of them were really old and dead?

"Who said he said that? He will be buried here when he dies. Although your uncle is not the head, he is the son of the last head."

The master's words made Ye Jiu roll his eyes again. This secret is no longer a secret.

"The mouth is crooked, and the mouth is still so poisonous. Curse me to die early, isn't it?" Xuan Mingzi didn't give Xuan Tianzi a good look and scolded him directly in front of Ye Jiu.

"Oi, you two will scold me later! I'm not interested in caring about your personal grudges. Master, you just said that you brought outsiders in. It's impossible. No one has been here except my uncle and me, and even my father has never been here.

"It's impossible. How could I be forced to hide in this ghost bead without outsiders?"

"Ghost Pearl? Do you think this is a ghost bead?

Xuan Mingzi's eyes suddenly glowed and stared at the black bead without blinking, which made Xuan Tianzi tremble a little. After all, this is his place. If he is robbed by this old boy, he will really become a lonely wild ghost.

"Get out of here, don't try to hit my shelter. Be careful that I will fight with you."

"Fight for me? Forget it! You are all ghosts now. Where is your life?

Xuan Tianzi obviously couldn't fight with Xuan Mingzi, so he looked at Ye Jiu with an aggrieved face: "Xiaojiu, you won't help me even if your master is bullied..."

Ye Jiu felt a trace of chill, and the old man did not let go of himself when he died. It seemed that he was really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

"Well, you two don't talk nonsense, master, make it clear, what's going on?"

Ye Jiu still pulled back to the topic, which made Xuan Tianzi a little unhappy, but for the sake of business, he still tried to recall what happened that day...