Chapter 109 The Grandpa in the Ring
The young man’s girlfriend Jiaojiao is a student at Imperial Film and Television University and comes from a poor family.
The young man moved bricks during the day and went to the bar to watch the scene at night. He exhausted his energy to collect tuition and living expenses for Jiaojiao.
Jiaojiao also dances in bars to make money.
The two originally agreed to get married after graduating from college.
Who would have thought that Jiaojiao was raped that day, and the perpetrator was the young master of the Xie family - Xie Youlin.
Xie Youlin was so domineering that he kidnapped Jiaojiao and exported her for three whole days.
In the past three days, the young man has been looking for Xie Youlin like crazy, but where can a little gangster find it?
It is said that Xie Youlin was adopted, but he is also a young man from Beijing!
If it had been someone else who was cowardly, I’m afraid it would have been nothing.
The young man was confused and couldn't find Xie Youlin anywhere, so he ran to the Public Security Bureau to report the crime.
Later, he met Xie Youlin and Jiaojiao at the Public Security Bureau.
A scene that made him unbelievable appeared.
Jiaojiao hugged Xie Youlin’s arm, looking like a sweet little bird clinging to someone.
She did not admit that she was raped, and told the young man with disgust that she should not pester him in the future. Only evil young man in this world is a real man and can protect her.
The young man was unconvinced and wanted an explanation.
After all these years of hard work, what is the oath of each other in the past few years?
He is a pure love warrior.
The car chasing Xie Youlin came here and was kicked out by the security guard.
“Xie Youlin, get the fuck out of here!” The young man pointed at Zhumen and roared.
A fat young man walked out of the door.
He was wearing a brand-name suit, a famous watch, a luxury necklace, and a crocodile leather bag under his arm.
This is Xie Youlin.
Xie Youlin looked at the young man teasingly:
"Boy, what is your name? What is Fanlai?"
The young man said in a deep voice:
"Ye Fan!"
Xie Youlin covered his stomach and laughed exaggeratedly:
"You fucking named me, you I thought you were the protagonist of the novel!
Is your mother uneducated? ”
Ye Fan's face became increasingly ugly.
Xie Youlin took out a wad of money from the leather bag under his arm and threw it out:
"You trained that bitch very well, I am very satisfied, this money is a reward Yours."
Ye Fan clenched his fists, his fingertips turned white:
"Where is Jiaojiao?"
Xie Youlin sneered:
“She doesn’t even bother to look at you, because she’s afraid of making me unhappy.
A person like you, in my eyes, is worse than a wild dog on the street. Understand?
No woman will like you.”
Ye Fan lowered his head and couldn’t see his face clearly.
Xie Youlin frowned:
"Still not leaving? I'll give you another twenty thousand.
Buy some books for your mother and ask her to change your name."
He took out all the cash in his wallet and threw it towards Mark.
Ye Fan raised his head, his eyes full of cruelty:
"Xie Youlin, Jiaojiao's trouble is over.
You insulted my mother and I can't live with it.
Thirty years to Hedong, thirty years to return to Hexi.
Remember, one day I will make you kneel in front of my mother’s grave and repent.”
Ye Chen stepped on the money on the ground and walked towards the street.
A young man wearing a Tang suit and holding an oil-paper umbrella came slowly towards him.
The two passed by each other.
The young man stopped in front of the Zhumen of Jin Mansion and looked back at Ye Fan's back, feeling uneasy in his heart.
He shook his head and walked towards the gate of Jin Mansion.
Xie Youlin saw the young man and frowned and asked:
"Who are you? This is a private estate."
The young man looked up expressionlessly:
"Xie Qilin."
Xie Youlin's expression changed.
He knew that he had a brother who became a monk, so why did he come back?
He is just an adopted son. If Xie Qilin comes back, the Xie family's fortune will have nothing to do with him.
Xie Youlin asked with an unnatural look on his face:
"What evidence is there? Other cats and dogs can be named Xie, and they can recognize their relatives."
He was filled with joy in his heart. There is a glimmer of hope.
I hope the young man in front of me is fake.
Shouldn’t you shave your head to become a monk?
The young man in front of me has very thick hair.
Xie Qilin raised the oil-paper umbrella and slapped Xie Youlin on the face in the next second.
Xie Youlin screamed and fell to the ground.
Xie Qilin raised his legs and walked into the threshold, looking down at Xie Youlin with contempt:
"A dog raised by an evil family dares to bite its owner?
Tell Xie Jianguo that I am back."
. . . . .
The evil family ancestral hall.
An old man in Tang suit stood solemnly aside.
He is the evil Jianguo and the head of the evil family.
Xie Qilin knelt in front of the ancestral ranks, offering incense and discounting his head.
Xie Jianguo shook his head and sighed helplessly:
“Qilin, Master Jinghang said that you are destined to be a ghost.
You will meet three ghost demons in this life. Enemy, encounter a ghost burial place. Only by staying in the temple and receiving the blessing of Buddha can you be safe in this life.
Your mother and I even found a stand-in for you to block the killing energy of those three natural enemies for you.
You. . . . . . well!
All previous efforts have been wasted! ”
The substitute is Xie Youlin.
‘Blessing Lin’ means Qilin is the one who protects you.
Xie Qilin raised his head with a faint look:
"Dad, I have been reciting sutras for ten years, what is the difference between death and death?
The world is about to change, I Xie Everyone should prepare early to deal with it.”
Xie Jianguo smiled:
"How old are you kid?
What has changed in the world is not judged by you, a child with a yellow mouth.
Back then, I was just as ignorant as you..."
Xie Qilin interrupted his father and asked:
“You should know that the government has a special department, right?”
Xie Jianguo was stunned for a moment and looked at Xie Qilin in disbelief.
This matter is a secret. How did my son, a monk, know about it?
Xie Jianguo's face was solemn:
"The Security Administration is subordinate to the General Administration of Public Security. I don't know what that department does specifically."
Xie Qilin said:
"That's to deal with the resurgence of spiritual energy."
Xie Jianguo frowned:
"Resurrection of spiritual energy? Why do you believe in the legends of ghosts and gods?
Are you able to chant sutras and chant... . . . ”
Xie Qilin took out the oil paper umbrella:
"It's like this."
The red ghost energy in the ancestral hall spread out along the crack in the door.
The eight-foot bride slowly crouched beside Xie Qilin and said softly:
"Husband."
Xie Jianguo opened his mouth wide in horror, backed away slowly, and stumbled Fall to the ground.
. . . . . .
Night, Qingshan Cemetery.
Ye Fan sat in front of his mother's grave, lowering his head:
"Jiaojiao will not accompany me to see you anymore.
Mom, am I particularly stupid? ”
He paused, raised his head, and looked at the starry sky:
“Mom, I miss you.
Didn’t you say you would become a star?
Where? A star is you?
Hey? There is a shooting star. Is that your mother? ”
The meteor in the sky was getting closer and closer, Ye Fan frowned, it didn't seem to be a meteor.
A very small thing fell into the grass.
Ye Fan stood up to look for it curiously and picked up the thing:
"Huh? Is it a ring?"
It was a simple ring, strictly It is an ancient ring from the Tang Dynasty.
Just when Ye Fan looked at the ring carefully, white light came out of the ring.
I was so frightened that Ye Fan threw away the ring.
A translucent old man in shabby Taoist robes with an immortal air appeared in the white light.
His expression was dull and his eyes were dull.
At this time, his brows moved and his eyes struggled.
He seemed to be fighting fiercely against something, trying desperately to control his body.
Finally, he hooked his fingers and said:
"Spirit...the spiritual consciousness gathering technique!"
The spiritual consciousness gathering technique was originally created by Mo Yulin His unique skill is that he can control his mental power quite accurately.
Han Hai wanted to learn this trick, but Mo Yulin refused to teach him.
He felt that when a cat teaches a tiger, he has to hold back.
White light gathered around Mo Yulin's ghost, and the translucent body gradually solidified.
Mo Yulin's expression became rich, no different from that of ordinary people. He frowned and looked at his hands:
"Am I dead? Have I become a ghost?"
Ye Fan looked at Mo Yulin blankly:
"Are you a human or a ghost? No, are you a god?"
The word god made Mo Yulin so comfortable.
Mo Yulin stroked his beard and smiled and said:
"The master of Pindao Fu Sect, Mo Yulin!"
Ye Fan was shocked and opened his mouth wide.
The leader of the Fu Sect, Mo Yulin?
Something from a fantasy novel?
He suddenly looked at the simple ring:
"Ring? The old man in the ring? The golden finger of the protagonist of Destiny???"
Mo Yulin asked:
"Little baby, who are you?"
Ye Fan swallowed:
"Ye Fan."
Mo Yulin's face became solemn.
Ye Fan, this name sounds like someone who can do big things!
The more Mo Yulin looked at Ye Fan, the more he liked him:
"I see how good your bones are. Let's learn to cultivate immortality with this poor Taoist."
(End of this chapter)