The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

Meng Yu'an excused himself because he was tired, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was in a bad mood. Fu Minghong was not familiar with her after all, so he didn't say anything and made arrangements for her residence so that she would not be wronged.

As for taking care of her emotions and giving her good advice, haha, only those who are used to being superior will not be so emotional. He wanted to save her, not because she was his blood sister, but because she was a witness.

The reward this time was not as high as last time. Fu Minghong probably felt that his life was more valuable. The two of them separated after returning to school. No one noticed. Behind them, Zhou Tiantian secretly recorded a video of them getting off the bus with her mobile phone. , hidden in the shadows, a pair of eyes that seemed to be quenched with poison.

They had a class today, and the dormitory was empty. Looking at the time, Kong Qianyu didn't plan to go to the classroom to order lunch, and was thinking about what he wanted to eat for lunch.

A scream suddenly came from the next door dormitory, and then stopped abruptly.

Yin energy! If you dare to cause trouble in broad daylight, you really don't take her as a heavenly master seriously.

Kicking open the door, there was only a girl in the next door bedroom. She huddled in the corner of the bed, her eyes rolled white, and she was trembling. A male ghost with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks pinched her neck tightly, and she saw that even her soul was about to float out.

A mahogany sword nailed the male ghost into the wall. He grimaced in pain, and the wound was unbearably hot. The whole ghost became even more irritable: "Where are you from, kid? Don't mind my business!"

Oh, since she came to this world, she has caught countless ghosts. She even visited the underworld, but she has never met such a stubborn ghost. She has been nailed into the wall with her own sword, and she still dares to scream at the Heavenly Master. .

Really ignorant and fearless.

She glanced at the girl on the bed. Well, she was still breathing, so she couldn't die. Then she raised her hand casually, and the mahogany sword moved sideways, and the male ghost let out a scream.

"I'm here to take my wife away, what does it have to do with you? She sold it to me, she is mine! If you kill me, she will die too!"

Kong Qianyu stopped, carefully observed the red rope that was not held by Yue Lao between the girl and the male ghost, and sneered: "It's just a lie. There is no marriage between you at all. Even if there is, you are already dead." , the future and the past should also be written off."

"She is the ghost wife assigned to me by my family. If she doesn't die, how can she be my wife? I have a marriage certificate!" The sword on the male ghost's body moved again. The pain made him wish he could die again, and he quickly took it out of his pocket. Take out a piece of red paper to prove that what you said is true.

This is really a marriage certificate that has bounded heaven and earth and passed the clear path between Yin and Yang. It has both birth and death dates. Killing the male ghost is indeed not the solution.

Kong Qianyu hates such nonsense the most. Even if he is dead, he still worries whether the dead person is lonely and cold down there. He has to get along with him. What if he is not sick?

If it were another Celestial Master, if he wanted to dissolve the marriage contract and save the girl's life, he would have to formally find the parents of both parties, follow the full set of engagement procedures, and then formally terminate the engagement and return the gift money.

Those who can sell their daughters to dead people are mostly just for money. Extremely patriarchal families who do not regard their daughters as human beings have money in their hands. How can they be willing to spit out the fat in their mouths? It will inevitably involve a lot of trouble.

But who is Kong Qianyu? She directly opened the ghost gate and dragged the male ghost to the City God Temple.

This male ghost was carrying a blood debt. She calculated it based on the birth date stated in the marriage certificate. Oh, he was a gangster who robbed and killed people. When he fled the scene after committing the crime, he was hit by a car and died. He hid in Tibet and was not attacked by the ghost. Caught and left to make trouble in the world.

The family also found a ghost bride. Behind such a naughty child, there must be a naughty parent. With a son like this, his parents may not be good things.

The underworld was worried that it couldn't catch him, so it immediately identified him and was sent to the eighteenth level of hell. Naturally, the marriage certificate was also thrown into the frying pan, and not even a trace of smoke came out when it was destroyed.

Kong Qianyu clapped his hands and returned to the human world.

The girl actually woke up when the male ghost was nailed to the wall. She knew Zhou Miaomiao. She didn't know much about him. She only knew that he was a good student and a good girl. But what did she just see?

Her name is Yang Zhaodi, and you can tell from her name what kind of stuff her family is. She relied on her own efforts to go from the depths of the mountains to a higher education institution step by step. There were many people who helped her along the way, including teachers and caring companies, but she did not have a family!

They desperately tried to hold her back. When they were young, they wanted her to share the housework. When they got older, they focused on the money she could exchange for gifts. Rather than saying that they were raising a daughter, it would be better to put it bluntly that they were raising hundreds of dollars. Thousand fold returns.

She has known since she was a child that she has no escape route and that only knowledge can change her destiny.

She was lucky. She succeeded and escaped. She plunged into the ocean of knowledge and never wanted to go home.

But I didn't expect that even so, my parents would still plot against me.

She knew this disgusting male ghost. He was Chen Baogen, the youngest son of the Chen family in the east end of the village. He had seven older sisters. In her impression, each of his sisters were just like her, dressed in dirty clothes and having endless farm work to do every day.

They were kicked out early after graduating from junior high school to work to support the family. When they were 17 or 18 years old, they were sold at a high price to bachelors from far away who could not afford wives.

If Yang Zhaodi had poor academic performance and had not met a good teacher who changed her destiny, she would have repeated the fate of her sisters.

Chen Baogen was spoiled by his family. Even though his family was very poor when he was young, he still managed to raise a wealthy young man from a poor family. He wore all brand-name clothes and a pair of shoes was said to cost several thousand dollars.

In a mountainous village, what is the concept of several thousand yuan? It’s the family’s income from farming for a year, it’s the amount of money it takes to save two years of frugality, it’s the pain of being smashed into eight pieces when blood and sweat drip on the ground in the hot summer.

Eating, being lazy, and having a bad temper were all Yang Zhaodi's impressions of Chen Baogen.

They were originally two people who had nothing to do with each other. One was studying hard to escape from the mountains, and the other was idle and enjoying the support of his sisters.

But why would he suddenly appear next to her and follow her inseparably? Several times, he wanted to push her into the rolling traffic and kill her?

Yang Zhaodi was horrified to find that no one else seemed to be able to see him except herself. No matter where she fled, Chen Baogen was like a maggot attached to her bones behind her.

She instantly understood what was going on. She knew better than anyone else the bad habits in the mountains. She was betrayed by her parents.

She thought she was dead.

When Kong Qianyu appeared again, Chen Baogen did not appear with him. She widened her eyes and couldn't believe that she was so lucky to escape.

"It's okay. From now on, live a good life and don't contact me at home."

"Thank you, you are so awesome!" Is there any girl who can catch ghosts who is so handsome? She murmured for a long time and then asked embarrassedly: "Then, can they, can they still do it?"

Kong Qianyu thought for a while, took out a piece of talisman paper, and handed it over with a swipe of a pen: "Take it with you, and they will not be able to use your birth date to do bad things in the future. Be sure to keep it and don't lose it."

"How much? I'll give it to you." She had heard that masters of metaphysics were very expensive, but she only had a monthly student subsidy plus work-study money, which added up to only a thousand dollars, which was barely enough for living expenses.

She would have to work two jobs in the future, so Yang Zhaodi waited nervously for Kong Qianyu to tell her the price.

"Ten dollars, Chenghui."