The master of metaphysics led his whole family to become gods after being read into his mind

Chapter 72 I won’t play if it’s not the best

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The young man stiffened for a moment, raised his hand to straighten his collar, and chuckled nonchalantly, "Yu, you are such an old-fashioned person."

"Okay, let's go out."

Ji Xiaoyu turned off the lights in the room, reached out and put the breast on the table on his shoulders, and left without looking back.

The young man stopped smiling. He couldn't see his expression clearly at night. He could only feel that he was following Ji Xiaoyu as if he was strolling in a garden.

He deliberately weakened the ghost's tendency to float on tiptoes and forced himself to walk forward step by step like a normal person.

Although it is silent, from a distance, it looks like ordinary people.

I still remember that the little girl had her first menstrual period when she was thirteen years old. She cried and said that she was going to die, and that she would probably become a male and female ghost with him in the future.

The master was away traveling, the teachers were all men, and no one taught the little girl this. He himself had no memory of that time and was so panicked.

In the end, he caught a female ghost and taught her this matter seriously.

From then on, he remembered her childhood days, and would remind her to prepare her things every time, and to keep away from the sinister guys around her.

That was also the first time she cried in front of him, and he couldn't even give him a hug. He couldn't even go out for a walk with her during the day.

Faced with the girl's affection and deliberate approach, he cowardly became a coward and went into seclusion for more than half a year.

When she came out again, the little girl's whole person had changed. Although she got along with him as usual, she was no longer charming.

He practiced hard and tried to close the distance between the two. He wanted to say that he regretted it, but he looked at Ji Xiaoyu's firm and penetrating eyes.

He understood that nothing could go back.

Perhaps, the new story in "A Chinese Ghost Story" given to him last time has already explained the little girl's attitude.

One person and one ghost quietly walked out of the old house, following the guidance of Hunxiang and walking forward in silence all the way.

To outsiders, there was only a beautiful girl carrying a bag and a cat squatting on her shoulder, wandering the streets at night, and thus attracted many people who were looking at her from the dark side.

Not long after, Ji Xiaoyu came to the door of a bar called Dark. The guidance of the soul fragrance slowly floated out from inside, and the thin threads became more and more obvious.

"Hey, girl, are you alone? Do you want to go in with me and have a drink?"

Before she even entered, a big hand came towards her from beside her. Behind the man were two burly uncles, who seemed to be the young masters of some family, and were about to go in to play.

Before Ji Xiaoyu could take action, the man's hand was automatically thrown away, and he fell to the ground with him.

"Ouch! Who dares to drag me?"

Zhao Ming turned around and saw that the little girl was still alone and there was no one behind her.

"Did you see who did it?"

The two sturdy men behind him shook their heads. They thought the boss had fallen down on his own.

When he turned around again, he found that the little girl had ignored him and walked into the bar.

Ji Xiaoyu said softly: "Lee, don't kill."

"Well, I have a sense of propriety."

The cold voice full of murderous intent echoed in the ears, and no one noticed the young man's figure.

Zhao Ming wanted to catch up, but found that he stepped on his left foot and his right foot, and fell again for no reason.

He got up cursing and wanted to follow in, but fell down again, as if there was a rope in front of him, but there was not even a step in front of him, it was empty.

"Ah! Who tripped me?"

"Fuck! I don't believe it!"

"Damn! What a ghost!"

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"Boss, why don't we go back? Today is too weird."

The two bodyguards were a little depressed. If they fell on the ground, they wouldn't keep falling, right?

"Hey, come on, I'm in so much pain that I can't even stand up. Come here quickly and carry me back."

"Good boss."

"Go quickly, go quickly."

Zhao Ming was bruised and swollen from the fall, and he was carried into the car by the bodyguards wailing, urging the driver to drive away quickly.

The young man watched the car disappear into the night as if it was running for its life, and then walked into the bar.

It's a pity that he can't kill. If it were his time, it would be common for him to molest an official's family and implicate the nine clans.

In the bar, the weird lights made people's eyes blurred. Many men and women under the performance stage swayed to the powerful music and danced crazy and obsessively.

It was the first time Ji Xiaoyu came to such a place of feasting and feasting. His eyes wandered across the faces of those people and found that they were almost all immersed in their own world, enjoying the intoxication at the moment.

On the sofa, the man crossed his legs and smoked a cigarette. His frivolous eyes glanced at someone who found him interesting.

It was a little girl who was dressed very thickly and looked like a meat dumpling. She was carrying a black backpack and a round orange cat on her shoulders. She had a long ponytail, a fair and beautiful face, and pure and curious eyes. Looking at everything around him, he felt out of place here, like a little white rabbit falling into a wolf's den.

"Whoo~"

After taking a heavy drag on the cigarette, the man put out the cigarette butt and called the person in the box, "Master Shangguan, a top guy has come in."

If Assistant Liu were here, he would have discovered that the smoking man was Cao Xing, the second-generation shameless rich man who hurt his wife.

"How awesome is it?"

Shangguan Qianyuan took a sip for himself while trembling, and said: "If you are not a virgin, I won't play!"

Dong Liwan is so open-minded, but he is tired of playing. He was tricked so badly last time. Not only was he scolded by his eldest brother, but his pocket money was also deducted from him by his cheap father, who almost kicked him out of the house.

If a master hadn't appeared, how could he be so cool now?

Since drinking the talisman water given by the master, his father's attitude towards him has become much better, his eldest brother has stopped targeting him, and everything is developing in a good direction.

Sooner or later, the Shangguan family belongs to them, and so does the Ji family.

"I'm sure it is."

Cao Xing is not interested in this one, he just likes the kind with a partner, which is full of charm when playing. Unfortunately, a duck that he almost got suddenly flew away some time ago. Otherwise, it would be much more exciting if he could go to her house to play. ah.

"Okay, keep an eye on it, I'll be down right away."

Shangguan Qianyuan threw the substance he was smoking into the toilet, and did not walk out of the room until it was flushed cleanly.

Ji Xiaoyu didn't like the smell inside. After looking at everyone's faces, he continued walking towards the traces of soul fragrance.

Cao Xing suddenly stopped in front of Ji Xiaoyu, raised his cell phone and put it in front of her. There was a line of big words written on it: "Little girl, are you looking for someone?"

He was like a warm-hearted big brother, with a warm smile, but he could not hide the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol on his body.

"I can help you. This bar is owned by my friend."

Seeing the little girl looking towards him, Cao Xing deliberately took two steps back to keep a distance from her, and continued to send out the message with a harmless look on his face.

The music in the bar was so loud that you couldn't hear normal conversation.

"Can I go upstairs?"

Ji Xiaoyu pointed in the direction where the soul fragrance was floating, but her voice seemed to have an isolation barrier and was clearly transmitted into Cao Xing's ears.

(End of this chapter)