"Sister, why are you crying?" A girl was crying on a public chair in the park, and Xiao Mengfang walked over enthusiastically.

"Ugh... go away, what do you, a little brat, know?" The girl covered her face, feeling that the ghost in front of her was troublesome and annoying.

Hey! My dear, I’m almost late for school. Who is this nosy character of yours? Yu Fang was hovering over Xiao Mengfang’s head, shouting, but! Sorry, your dear childhood can’t hear it.

, cannot be heard.

Xiao Mengfang said something angrily to the girl, but he felt that it was no big deal and was not angry. Instead, he sat next to the girl. "Eh..." he sighed and said in a deep and mature tone.

"Sister, I understand. Isn't it just that I was dumped? I understand, I completely understand." The girl who was right in her mood was so shocked that she looked at Xiao Mengfang with a look of dismay on her face.

How could this short-handed brat next to her know? She immediately felt humiliated and became angry. She pointed at the little cutie and scolded her, "What do you know, you damn brat? Go back and feed your mother."

Hey! You damn bitch, what are you talking about? Believe it or not, I hooked your tongue, crossed your eyes, and kicked your ass. Yu Fang was so angry that he surrounded that woman and cursed her.

"Eh..." The little Meng Fang next to him was not like the grown-up Yu Fang. He remained unmoved and not angry at all. He looked at the girl and replied in a deep tone.

"Sister, it's okay. I know you are dumped all the time because you are too good-looking. It doesn't matter. At worst, you can jump off a building and rebuild your life. In eighteen years, you will be a good dog again."

Girl "………………"

Yu Fang “………………”

Half an hour later….

"Come here, a girl jumped down from the building, come and save her!"

Hahaha! He seems to remember that when he was a child, there seemed to be an eldest sister who actually wanted to jump off a building or something. Now it seems that this eldest sister has poor mental endurance.

It's definitely not because of him, absolutely not. Look at how cute he was when he was a child, how innocent, how ignorant, how...

"Brother, you dropped a condom." Someone from childhood kindly picked up the "balloon" dropped by a sixth-grade man and kindly returned it to him.

"It's not me, this guy is not me, this guy is definitely not me." The lamppost on the roadside was once again attacked on the head by a certain ghost with absolute power.

After being followed by a handsome 18-year-old boy, the cute little Meng Fang finally arrived at school an hour after leaving home. Yu Fang took a long breath. Finally, no accident happened. Seeing that he was still full of energy when he was a child.

That's awesome!

After thinking about it, Yu Fang said with a proud long nose: "Hahaha! Of course, he has been smart since he was a child. He is loved by everyone and loved by everyone. Dear childhood, I will go home now. You have to listen to the class obediently.

Oh!" After Yu Fang said, what's more, of course it's impossible to get the little head of childhood.

Then he flew out of the window... "The weather is so sunny today, so sunny."

"Master, did you see that there is a floating dead soul there? Recently, the young masters just need to learn how to control their own fighting souls. How about..."

Before the driver in black in front finished speaking, a man in a white suit sitting behind him pushed up his round-framed sunglasses and looked out the window at the road.

A certain 18-year-old young ghost who still doesn’t know that a disaster is coming is still counting the leaves of the chrysanthemums on the roadside. (Hey! I said, you are boring enough. Doesn’t the author have a job for you?)

The man in the car slightly raised his lips, and he lightly touched the ring on his finger. Suddenly, the white and yellow ring seemed to be alive, turning into black, and the black turned into mist and jumped out of the ring.

, then flew out from the small gap between the windows, and went straight to a certain idiot who was counting the ninth chrysanthemum but found that there was a broken chrysanthemum.

Poor poor guy, he just started to sing the first line, "The chrysanthemum is... full... ah!" Then, nothing happened, the poor guy was swallowed whole by the black mist.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly get dark? Is it going to rain? Oh no, he remembered that my mother washed a bunch of clothes today and forgot to put them away. What should I do?"

Meow...

Yu Fang felt like he was being compressed and stuffed into a suitcase, wow! Has anyone told him that as a cute little friend, it is normal to be abducted, but why is he still running away now that he has become a ghost?

But what will happen to me, don’t sell me to a mountain village, I don’t want to be a village wife.

The black mist shrouded Yu Fang inside, then began to shrink slowly, and finally turned into a burst of mist. He flew back to the car obediently, and watched the black mist calmly get back into the ring. The man just looked at it coldly.

He rolled his eyes and spoke to the driver.

"Let's drive." His personality was just like his appearance, silent and calm. Looking at his ice-like face, you couldn't guess what he was thinking inside. The driver looked up at the rearview mirror above his head.

"Master Li, I heard that the master is coming back today. It seems that the successor will be selected in the next few days." He said to himself and looked carefully in the rearview mirror. The man still didn't react.

The car drove slowly, turned out of the trail that caught Yu Fang, and drove out of the city center. This was nothing at first, but as the car moved, the scenery changed, and unknowingly, the flow of people became more and more...

There are only a few trees on both sides of the road, but there are more and more trees. When the breeze blows, the shadows of the trees are dancing.

In this big city, because the government wants to make more money, all available land has been given to developers to build high-rise buildings. The originally sparse greenery, but there is no trace of development at all here.

The car was driving slowly along a private road. Even the dignitaries these days don't have this style. There is a checkpoint in front of the driveway. Under the tall banyan tree, a small security booth stands there. The security guard can watch from a distance.

When he arrived at the car, he naturally recognized it.

Pressing the switch button, the wooden level quickly rose, and the car started again. It only took about five minutes to drive along the original road. There were still tall trees on one side of the road, but the other side was replaced by a high white wall.

You don't know how big the area is inside this wall. All you can say is that the car drove for more than half a minute before it reached the gate in the middle.

The gate was also watched by two security guards in black clothes. They were more like bodyguards than security guards. Si Zi poked his head out to say hello, and then they picked up the intercom next to the door and said a few words on it.

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The person in the control room pressed the switch, and the antique iron door, which looked like it had ancient carvings, finally opened to the left and right from the middle. The door was wide enough to accommodate two cars.

The car slowly drives in. If you look at it from the side, you can clearly see the thickness of the iron door. If it weren't for the electric wheels to open it, it would still take dozens of people and worry about an accident.

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The car drove into the parking lot inside. There was a garage specifically for cars. The driver stopped and got out of the car. He respectfully opened the door at the back. The man got out of the car without looking at the driver, overlooking the building in the distance.

In the central hall, he touched the ring on his finger thoughtfully.

"Let's go."

"yes"

He was still cold. The driver followed him from behind and walked out of the modern-looking parking lot. As you approach the center, you will find that the cement floor has turned into a cobbled path, and there are some small pine trees planted beside the path.

, it looks like a Chinese garden scene.

"Hello Master Li, Master Li, you are back." Along the way, I met a few people who looked like staff members. When they saw the man, they all bowed and nodded respectfully.

Finally, we came to the main hall. Why do we say it is a hall? It is because the area of ​​this antique one-story building cannot be described as a house.

There are a few small stone stairs in front of the hall. In the past, ancient buildings were built at high points for waterproofing. When you go up to the main door, you enter the main hall, a spacious inner room with no unnecessary furnishings. There are just a few random hangings on the wall.

Vice ancient calligraphy.

The main hall stretches to the right, with the visible wall on the left and the main inner chamber on the right. Going to the right, there is an ancient archway with hollows on the left and right, carvings of the Yaksha and the Hundred Ghosts, and the Hundred Immortals Saving the World.

Lifting the silk curtain hanging on the top of the door, you can see the real lobby.

"Master, you are here."

"Good morning, Master. Master, I learned how to control the soul today."

There were soft cushions lined up on the ground, and they were full of people, big and small, old and young. The old man looked at the man who came in. His high profile as an older man made them not give the man a good look, thinking that he

They are the ones who respect themselves, because they are the elders of the Sima family.

The young ones, in their early twenties, some were wearing Tang suits, and some were still wearing modern suits. Anyway, they were all made of good materials, and you could tell at a glance that the prices were not cheap. Some of them nodded to the men and laughed, so forget it.

Some people simply look down on men, thinking that they are blood relatives of the Sima family and he is an outsider, so why are they pretending to be cool?

On the contrary, the little devils of the new school liked this teacher who had taught them for two years very much. They all jumped on him and said flatteringly, "What have you learned?" They looked like you should praise me quickly!

How do men deal with those brats? They have been blushing and happy for a long time, but suddenly there is a hint of nervousness on the man's cold face, which is only noticeable by those who pay special attention to him.

"Master is here, Master, how are you doing recently?" His eyes fell on the middle-aged man who came in from the side door. He lightly glanced at the so-called blood relatives of the Sima family present and returned the compliment with a smile. "Very good."

Well, seeing that everyone is doing well, I feel relieved."

He knew that he was just coping, but those people were not coping. They were smiling like a short-legged pug that had run two hundred meters.

The man's eyes finally stopped on him who was surrounded by the ghosts. "Come here," he said. The man's body moved obviously, but soon he became silent again, because all the ghosts around him left him and instead gathered around the man.

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Yes! What was he thinking? Obviously, in that person's eyes, he did not exist. In his mind, he was just a teacher who taught his children.

"Father, father, today I learned how to control my soul."

"Father, father, I... my mental strength is getting better and better recently."

"Father, father..." The man quietly listened to the three children's answers in turn, and glanced at the man intentionally from the corner of his eyes. After the ghosts had finished speaking, he said to them with a smile but without losing his seriousness, "

Don't be proud. You must remember that you may be the head of the Sima family in the future. You must learn to control yourself.

The ghost heads all nodded obediently and said that the teacher taught well. The man put away his smile and looked at him at the door, "Teacher Wangyao, thank you for your hard work."

Li Wangyao's iceberg-like heart collapsed, and with every word that person said, the heart sealed inside was shaking violently; Sima Yi, Sima Yi, I have you in my heart, do you have half as much heart as mine?

Do you have half the sincerity in your smile towards me? If so, I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life.

"No, it's all the boss's high expectations for me. I just try my best." Li Wangyao, who had never said much, turned into a primary school student who wanted to be praised in front of Sima Yi, with expectations in his eyes.

But when he looked again, the other person had already looked away and no longer looked at him.

"Hee... Hee, what a genius Yin Yang family, you are not thankless for your hard work." Someone who didn't like him whispered secretly in a corner, but how could the well-trained Li Wangyao not hear this, let alone a whisper?

, even if a needle dropped ten meters away, he would accurately insert it into his ear.

Sima Yi, who was in the main seat, began to speak, talking about the recent work of his family and listening to what other members of the Sima family said.

Some want to make more money, while others want a better job. Anyway, it's all about profit.

There is only him, Li Wangyao, a little onmyoji with no reputation and a foreigner. He is not qualified to speak. Even sitting here, in the eyes of the Sima family, is already giving him the greatest face.

The author has something to say: Author; I am not lazy lately

Yu Fang: Can I stab you?

Sima Ping: Hey, don’t be so bloody, just cast a curse
Chapter completed!