Chapter 839 Sticky, but Courageous

Hearing this, Meng Ziyi's smile that was not deep at the corner of his mouth suddenly faded, and soon disappeared without a trace.

It was he who forgot that Xiao Yao had a three-year contract with him.

At this moment, Xiao Bayi in the space was stunned: "Damn it, the blackening value of the good end has suddenly increased by 1 point?"

Meng Ziyi pursed his thin lips and said lightly, "You don't need to eat whole grains. If you leave me, you won't starve to death."

Nan Xun didn't expect that he would reply to this question in a serious manner, and hurriedly replied: "I can't starve to death, but if I don't have the master by my side, what should I do if I encounter those powerful monsters? I can't beat them, for sure Ended up being enslaved by them.

Being enslaved is still good. I read the script that there are some little demons who didn't want to hurt people, but they were controlled by the powerful old demon. If they don't obey, they will be destroyed. ** Qi increases the cultivation base, but I can't get the slightest benefit. "

When Meng Ziyi heard these words, especially when he heard the words "seduce a man", he uncontrollably released a wave of strong hostility for a moment, but he was quickly suppressed by him.

He lowered his eyes slightly and returned to his previous expressionless face.

At this time, Nan Xun's voice changed and said, "But Master, don't worry, if I also encounter the situation mentioned in the book, I will definitely rather die than do harm to others!"

Meng Ziyi wanted to reply, "How you want to have nothing to do with me", but before he could say it, the little demon continued to talk: "There is another very important point, Master, I can't make money, but I love beauty so much, I want to buy a lot of nice clothes to wear. So—"

When she raised her voice, her mood was no longer depressed, but a little excited, "Master, if you don't dislike it, I will follow you in the future! When you earn money in the future, will you buy me new clothes?"

Meng Ziyi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, really smiling, the corners of his mouth curled up in an obvious arc.

"What you think is good, but why should I keep carrying you as a burden?"

"Master, I can talk to you and relieve your boredom, I can sing and dance, and I can..."

The woman seemed to be racking her brains to think of her own use. When Meng Ziyi thought of that picture, the corners of his mouth became uncontrollably deeper.

"By the way, I can also teach books! There was a master who liked to read scriptures and read while reading, so I listened to a lot of stories. Also, Master, I am very knowledgeable, and I can read all four books and five classics. , and also write poems and couples, because most of my previous masters were princes and nobles, and I have learned a lot over time."

Meng Ziyi heard her "Master" on the left and "Master" on the right. For some reason, it sounded a little uncomfortable.

At this time, Xiao Bayi looked confused: Who am I, where am I, because the blackening value of the big boss Mao Meng suddenly increased by 1 point?

"Master, can you be my future master?" Nan Xun asked in a soft voice.

"I will try my best not to hold back the master!" Nan Xun assured her immediately, her swift tone betrayed her nervousness and anticipation.

The little discomfort that Meng Ziyi had just felt in his heart suddenly disappeared, and his mood became more comfortable, which was better than when he had killed a thousand-year-old demon.

Not only is he not afraid of him, but he will stick to his little demon with all his strength, how fat he is.

Nan Xun: Hmph, isn't it particularly refreshing to be so trusted and worshipped by a little demon?

Meng Ziyi did not directly agree to the timid little demon, but threw a serious sentence: "It depends on your performance in the future."

Xiao Hualing was very happy after hearing this, "I will definitely follow the master!"

"Master, are we going to the abandoned house yesterday?"

"Um."

"But in broad daylight, will those ghosts come out?"

"I'm not looking for ghosts, but people who can manipulate ghosts."

"Master Master..."

"Why are you getting louder and louder?"

"I'm just afraid that the master will be bored alone."

"...No, I'm used to it."

Meng Ziyi was holding the Demon Slayer Sword in one hand and a wooden stick in the other. Just as he walked into the abandoned old house, Nan Xun reminded in a low voice, "Master, I seem to smell a ghost, so be careful."

Meng Ziyi raised his eyebrows, "I didn't smell it, how could you smell it?"

Nan Xun: "Ah? Didn't the master smell it? But wasn't it ghostly here yesterday?"

Meng Ziyi: "It's daylight now, and that ghostly energy is covered up by something else."

Nan Xun stopped talking, it was indeed nonsense just now.

Xiao Ba: "I flatter the horse's leg."

Nan Xun: "Idiot little eight, I did it on purpose, the confused little painting is so cute."

Xiao Ba hummed: "I don't believe it, you just made a fool of yourself."

Nan Xun: Not cute at all.

This abandoned old house has been uninhabited for about four or five years. It is not very dilapidated, but a layer of dust has accumulated.

Before Meng Ziyi approached the door of the main room, the door had already opened without wind.

Meng Ziyi didn't stop, and went straight in.

The doors and windows of the house are tightly closed, so the light in the house is dark. An old man was standing in the room. He was wearing a long white robe, with a long beard. His hair was almost completely white. He had a cloth bag wrapped around his waist and held a flag in his hand.

This old man looks like a fairy, but his eyes are small and small, and there is a shrewd and sinister light inside, and the fairy is broken in one fell swoop.

"It's you who killed my ghost face sore?" The old man looked up and down at Meng Ziyi. He didn't seem to have expected this man to be so young. When his eyes fell on the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand, his expression changed slightly, and then he swept to the back. After the three daggers on top, he became more and more vigilant.

"Which faction do you belong to? Our line has always been that well water does not violate river water. You broke the rules last night." The old man said.

Mencius said indifferently: "I just cured the ghost face sore on Zeng Wai's body yesterday, how can I break the rules? It's you who planted ghost face sores on innocent people and used such a sorcerer to be attacked by the little ghost."

The old man's small eyes seemed to be poisoned, and he snorted, "What I hate most in my life is to denounce other people's faces like you! What if I use sorcery? Someone made it great!"

"I don't care if you use sorcery, but you shouldn't use sorcery to harm people."

"Mind your business! Do you know how many evil ghosts I have subdued for the people with these sorcerers? I saved so many people, so what if I killed one or two?"

"To exorcise ghosts and harm people, what's the difference between them and those demons? Kill them!" Meng Ziyi stopped talking nonsense and rushed towards the old man, holding the demon-slayer knife in one hand, but he quickly took out a few talismans from his arms in the other. Paste it on the cloth bag on the old man's waist.

The old man quickly avoided Meng Ziyi's talisman, but because the talisman was so close to the cloth bag at that moment, the shriveled cloth bag around his waist suddenly swelled.

There are countless heads and hands squeezed out on the cloth bag, printing head shapes and five-finger claw prints, and some even squeezed out the facial features, and the countless hands almost scratched the cloth bag. At the same time, A piercing scream came from the cloth bag, which was horrifying to hear.