The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

  Chapter 192 Sow What Causes What

  In the case of high fever, the perception of the outside world will decrease a lot, but for a Taoist priest like them who often fights with ghosts, the apparently stagnant air and surrounding sounds make him more sensitive than ordinary people.

   And the high fever this time was strange.

   He has always been physically fit, not to mention practicing kendo all day long. Logically speaking, even if he swims in the lotus pond once in winter, he will not suffer from such a serious illness.

   But in fact, he just fell out of the pool and quickly came up to keep warm and drink medicine, but it did not affect the coming of this high fever at all.

   He also felt a little strange in his heart, and only pushed these things to those evil words that Tang Jin said.

   Up until now, he struggled to open his eyes, only to feel that all parts of his body were extremely heavy—

Every part of    is like being run over by a wheel, and it takes extra effort to move your fingertips.

   The black hair was also dyed with sweat and stuck to his skin in winter.

   There was no one around except for the tiny clicking sound.

   The two little disciples who were supposed to take care of him didn't know where to sleep, and they didn't respond in the slightest.

   It was only because he lost to the Sanqing Taoist Temple in swordsmanship. He didn't expect these people to meet the wind and rudder like this, and they believed the nonsense of the five- or six-year-old baby.

   He tightly hugged the quilt and turned his head, thinking that now he is uncomfortable and can't let his family do it, otherwise, whether it is the Sanqing Taoist Temple or those who see the wind, it will not be much better.

   When he completely faced the door, his body suddenly froze.

   He lives in a separate courtyard.

   The night outside is very dark and dark, and the surroundings have become quiet again.

  The brilliance of the moon is extraordinarily bright in such a deep night, spilling in from the outside of the door, from the palm-width slit where the door was pulled open—

   The dark shadow was on the doorway, blocking half of the moonlight. Only those bright, unblinking eyes stared straight at him, and he didn't know how long.

   The sound just now probably came from the door.

   This is the Taoism of the Five Aggregates.

   This is the Taoism of the Five Aggregates!

   How dare these things?

   Where is his junior sister? Didn't his junior sister notice that these things had entered the Taoist Temple of the Five Aggregates?

  It’s okay, it’s okay, it will definitely be discovered soon.

   He kept comforting himself in his heart, but his head, which was dizzy and not very conscious, was now more than half awake, his legs trembled, his mouth opened and he gasped violently. Under the shock of the shock, he couldn't make a sound.

   My back is chilling now.

  The cold sweat was drying on the body, and it was cold everywhere—

   Is it cold everywhere?

   He finally realized something and slowly turned his head to the window.

   A figure stood quietly behind the window, staring straight at him with wide eyes.

This time it was close, and because of the moonlight, he could see clearly at once, the evil ghost was wearing a tattered black Yin-Yang Taoist robe, and his body was stained with dark red blood. He just opened the window with a small slit, tightly stare at him.

Help.

   "Help, help—uh."

   reluctantly opened his mouth, only half of the words, his mouth was covered all of a sudden.

   in his terrified sight.

   A small blood-stained hand poked out from the bed, and a little devil who was only 1.12 meters slowly poked out from the bed a face that was gnawed beyond recognition by something unknown.

   covered his lips with his hands so that he could not speak, so he stared at him without moving, and slightly curved the corners of his lips, as if to say - can you finally see us?

  Wei Yan didn't even struggle, just fainted.

  ***

   Another courtyard of the Taoist Temple of the Five Aggregates.

  The soft young man got up with a coat on his body, as if he had noticed something, and glanced outside.

   "Whatever you sow, you reap."

Those ghosts who died because of him were full of ill-will and had already been eyeing each other for a long time, but these ghosts were formed by Taoist priests with a little bit of ability, and they didn't know how to restrain themselves from ordinary people. Ghosts are completely different.

   He has the ability to resist, but after so many times, he has been eyeing him all the time. The fall into the lotus pond this time is just an inducement. Even if there is no lotus pond, this high fever will still come.

   "Not a good thing."

   Ye Changan turned his face sideways and came to a conclusion.

   The smile on the corners of his lips was still gentle, with no softness at all. He turned around and tightened the quilt for the sleeping little dumpling.

   then gently pinched her little face.

   Still a little frustrated.

   "It's better than mine—"

  ***

   Early the next morning, Tang Jin got up in the arms of his senior brother.

   The little dumpling got up in the morning without a hat, and Ye Changan wiped his bright little forehead with a towel dipped in water.

  The little dumpling was still drowsy, brushing his teeth in slow motion with his toothbrush in his mouth.

   "Does sleeping late help grow meat?"

   Xiao Tuanzi is indeed more lazy than when he was in the Sanqing Taoist Temple, or it may be that everyone in the Tang family is much more reliable than their master's fate, so that Xiao Tuanzi does not have a sense of urgency before.

Good.

   Ye Changan seemed to be seriously studying this issue.

   Little Milk Jin with a toothbrush in his mouth: ? -

  The Taoist Temple of the Five Aggregates outside the door has come to see.

  The people of Taoism of the Five Aggregates have gathered.

  This folk custom haunted house is a bit powerful, causing a lot of vicious incidents. Some Taoists in the Five Aggregates Taoist Temple will also participate in this action, blocking the haunted house from the outside and taking a sure-fire strategy.

   Jiang An and his apprentice, who bought a Yu Xia talisman before, also wanted to earn some living expenses.

   It’s just that the atmosphere of the Five Aggregates Taoist Temple today doesn’t seem right.

   Several people were talking beside Yu Xia, and Yu Xia also frowned tightly.

   "Master, the person who used to be with that person to take care of us and collect money is gone."

   Jiang Xiaoyi stood beside Jiang An and whispered to Jiang An.

   "You must be talking about Wei Yan. I came early and watched Wei's family take Wei Yan down the mountain. It must have been a sudden illness. Seeing that his face was very ugly, he was in a coma."

   A Taoist priest who was standing on the side early opened his mouth.

   He looked in his 40s, with a mustache, wearing casual clothes that were more convenient for mobility, but he could also see a bit of immortality.

"I see."

   Jiang An nodded in response.

  The man seemed to have opened a chatterbox.

"If you want me to say, this is retribution. I have long seen that Wei Yan is not pleasing to the eye. Their Wei family has not less oppressed the people, and they always put the credit for solving the last ghost village riot. I went there. , it's not as exaggerated as he said, everything is solved by the Five Aggregates Taoism."

   Jiang An also paused.

   He saw the power of Yu Xia's talisman paper, and he actually agreed in his heart that it was this man who made great efforts in what happened back then.

   Now it sounds like there is another secret.

   "Master, that little sister's head is so bright!"

   Suddenly Jiang Xiaoyi grabbed Jiang An's clothes and looked in one direction.

   (end of this chapter)