The male ghost looked displeased and said, "Hurry up and leave. If the head of the house hadn't ordered you not to conflict with outside Feng Shui masters, I would have kicked you out without mercy."
The ghost in front of her had a very bad temper. It was completely different from the good-tempered and honest person she remembered. The expression on the male ghost's face when she saw Qiu Yue was so strange that it made her uncomfortable.
She should have understood long ago that everything she experienced in the painting was fake.
In the real world, they were so many years apart, and he would never know a person named Qiu Yue.
Qiu Yue watched the other party walk away, with a look of confusion and loss on his face.
Qiu Chengfeng's expression also changed from joy at the beginning to sadness.
"Xiaoyue, he is not the person in your heart..."
Qiu Yue was lost in thought for a moment, and suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted the cup that fell to the ground.
Thinking of the warm water that had just been poured into his stomach and the still burning heat in his chest, Qiu Yue's whole body suddenly became enlightened and he suddenly laughed.
Nothing has changed, it's still him.
"Brother, this is him!"
"Ji Mengyan" Qiu Yue shouted at the male ghost's back.
Ji Mengyan paused immediately, turned around and looked at her, "How do you know my name? Who are you?" xdw8
Qiu Yue's face showed a look of arrogance and pride that Qiu Chengfeng had not seen for a long time.
She ran towards Ji Mengyan, pointed at herself and then at Ji Mengyan, raised her chin slightly, and declared arrogantly and domineeringly: "I am your future wife."
When Ji Mengyan heard this, his whole soul trembled with fright, and he floated three feet high, "You, you, you woman, what are you talking about? I will not have a wife when I die!"
"You didn't have it when you died, but you have it now. When I came here, I made a prediction that I would find my future husband here. As soon as I saw you just now, I knew that person was you."
Ji Mengyan was so frightened that she didn't even have to leave. She just drifted back and said, "You woman, you must be mentally ill. I am a ghost. I am a ghost! How could I be your future husband?"
"I said yes. Am I not beautiful enough or beautiful enough? Are you not satisfied with having a wife like me?
Ji Mengyan, let me marry you, and I will marry into your Ji family and become your Ji family..."
Ji Mengyan was completely defeated and fled, muttering as he ran, "This woman must be mentally ill. How could she be so active in becoming the wife of a ghost..."
Qiu Yue watched helplessly as Ji Mengyan flew into the familiar attic.
The attic was still dark and the lights were not on. He probably didn't like the lights on.
Ghosts don't like lights and fire, so it's normal for them to be like this.
Qiu Yue looked at the dark attic longingly and shouted to that floor, "Ji Mengyan, wait for me. When this conference is over, I will go home to pack my things and tell my elders that soon."
I will come to Jijia Village to be your wife.”
A dodgy ghost figure behind the door and window trembled again.
Qiu Yue felt refreshed after finishing a big job. He cried so much just now that his work was no longer in vain.
"Brother, let's go!"
Qiu Yue pulled Qiu Chengfeng away with a smile.
"Xiaoyue, if you really want to... forget it, as long as you are happy, I will go to the elders to persuade you."
"Thank you, Brother Chengfeng..."
Qiu Chengfeng felt warm in his heart.
Brother Chengfeng, how long has it been since Qiu Yue called her that...
When the two of them walked far away and finally disappeared at the end of the street, the dark attic window opened without any wind. Ji Mengyan stood at the window with a strange expression.
Even though this street is full of quiet ghost cultivators, they were also shocked by Qiu Yue's series of sexy tricks.
The neighbors on the left opened their windows and looked towards Ji Mengyan.
Yigui said with a smile: "Ayan, you are such a good boy, how could you hook up with a wife in the blink of an eye? You usually look like an honest person, but it turns out you are just pretending. You have a good way of hooking up with girls."
As soon as this man made a joke, other neighbors also started to cheer.
Ji Mengyan's face suddenly turned paler, and he quickly waved his hand to explain, "No, no, I don't know this crazy woman at all."
Then he hurriedly closed the windows and doors and went into seclusion to meditate.
The neighbor ghost outside laughed loudly, "This kid is so shy. Although we don't like foreigners, but there are people who are rushing to become ghost wives for ghost cultivators like me, so it's not for nothing, right?"
Ji Mengyan, when you get married later, don’t forget to treat your uncle to a wedding banquet, haha..."
The people in the room continued to meditate and practice, but their thoughts were disturbed and they could no longer concentrate on meditation.
It's all that crazy woman's fault.
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With the Ji Family Treasure House as a gimmick, an unusually large number of people came to participate in the Feng Shui discussion conference this time. In addition to the Jun family, all the famous Feng Shui practitioners in the Feng Shui world were present.
Each sect selected its best disciples to attend, and the leading elders of some small sects were the leaders themselves, which showed how much everyone attached importance to this conference.
Although it is a Feng Shui competition, it is a competition between the juniors of various sects. After all, if a lot of older elders also get involved, the purpose will be too obvious and the appearance will be too ugly.
Everyone wants to lose face, so it’s not like this.
"Brother Shaoli? Long time no see! Are you here to participate in the competition meeting this time? You just arrived yesterday, I guess. I was meditating all the time yesterday. I didn't expect to miss Brother Shaoli." A disciple of the Zhong family saw Young Master Yin.
When I left, I was shocked and immediately stepped forward to say hello with a smile.
This man's name is Zhong Shulin. Because of his good qualifications and his ability to get things done, he was successfully promoted to the rank of junior elder of the Zhong family before he was thirty years old. He has been very proud of himself over the years, and he is also the disciple that the Zhong family shamelessly thrust into the competition this time.
Zhong Shulin originally thought that he was the most qualified among all the participating disciples and would be the leader, but he didn't expect that Yin Shaoli also came.
Yin Shaoli glanced at the person who was making small talk and had no idea who he was, so he nodded politely and distantly, and replied: "I am just the team leader this time and will not participate in the competition."
Five years have passed. Due to Yin Shaoli's initiative to help the Ji family and his continuous improvement in strength, Yin Shaoli's status in the Feng Shui world has become higher and higher over the years.
Today, Yin Shaoli is the eldest elder of the Yin family who is respected by everyone.
Although there are still some people who continue to use the stinking Yin Zhengjue to ridicule this young genius, no one denies this man's strength.
Gradually we can see some shadows of Yin Zhengjue from Yin Shaoli, who is calm, decent and just.
The former has been pretending to be upright for many years, and his upright image is deeply rooted in people's hearts, while the latter, this young Feng Shui master, exudes an aura of uprightness from the inside out.
Since the fall of Yin Zhengjue, the prestige of the Yin family has not been as good as before. If anyone else had taken over this mess, they would have fallen into the bottom of Xuanmen. But the Yin family has not. Even if it cannot be compared with the Yin family in its heyday, it still can't be compared with the Yin family in its heyday.
Many Xuanmen dare not underestimate him, this is precisely because the Yin family has two senior siblings, Yin Linglen and Yin Shaoli.
As long as these two people are here, especially the extremely talented Yin Shaoli, given time, the Yin family may be able to return to its heyday. After all, nowadays, with hundreds of flowers blooming and hundreds of schools of thought contending, for various reasons, there is no one who is top-notch among the major Xuanmen.
When Zhong Shulin heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sincerely, "That's such a pity. If Brother Shaoli participated, we would have nothing to do. We would have to give up the place to enter the Ji family altar.
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There were disciples from other sects nearby muttering in a low voice: "You have already been promoted to elder, and you still have to compete with other ordinary disciples for places. The Zhong family is as shameless as ever."
Yin Shaoli didn't like false politeness, so he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The man was not angry for asking for trouble. Yin Shaoli didn't participate, so he was still worried about the ball.
After all the irrelevant people had gone away, Pan Ying behind her suddenly asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Li, the conference will start in a while. Why don't you go and catch up with her?"
Yin Shaoli paused for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes, "Who is junior sister referring to?"