It is precisely because of this characteristic of the ghost that you must be very cautious in choosing this ghost. Moreover, as long as everyone knows this ghost, the stronger the ghost, the stronger the person you contract with will naturally be. In this way, Xuan Zhengye’s idea of ​​setting up the ghost king sealed in the Yin array below is naturally not a strange thing.

"How did you know the existence of the Ghost King below?" Uncle Zeng asked again.

"What did you do to control those ghosts? How did those ghosts come from?" Jian'er's voice. The two of them spoke in unison, but the focus was obviously completely different.

"It was also from the inquiry from Wu Keqing (the guest who mentioned "Ghost Control" before). Wu Keqing was greedy for the drink. If he drank too much of this yellow soup, he would not keep his mouth shut. Once, he asked Wu Keqing to drink with Xiaobin, got him drunk, and then pestered him about some information he got when he talked about strange stories and strange ambitions. The method of breaking the formation was also obtained from Wu Keqing." After a pause, Xuan Zhengye added, "Although Xiaobin poured wine with me, he just knew that I needed some information about this, but he didn't know why it was necessary."

It’s not that Xuan Zhengye intentionally obscures it, but that the general environment is like this. Not to mention that they are just close cousins ​​like theirs, even if they are closest relatives like father and son, they will not be easily passed on. If it weren’t for the special situation this time, Xuan Zhengye wouldn’t have emphasized it even more.

"Wu Keqing..." Uncle Zeng showed a thoughtful expression. Uncle Zeng had no doubt about Xuan Zhengye's words, but Xuan Zhengye's repeated appearances made Uncle Zeng pay attention. Because every time, this guy appeared too coincidental.

This guest official is a tradition for the Xuan family, and it is mainly aimed at children from a sidelines like Xuan Zhengye who do not have the right to live in a long-term residence. The content taught by the guest official is also very casual. It can be some of the methods of this guest official, cultivation experience, analysis of certain powerful confrontations at a certain time, and even some strange stories he has experienced.

So when Wu Keqing gave an example, there was nothing doubtful about the technique of "Ghost Control" that occasionally talked about, but if the Wu Keqing always appeared again and again at critical moments, and then connected the incidents, it would seem a bit of a problem. Once was a coincidence, twice was an accident, three times, four times, there were figures everywhere. If you dare to say that he was not intentional, that would be a ghost.

"Butler, this Wu Keqing has a problem!" I was fascinated by the "Ghost Control" before, and was puzzled by the illusory and beautiful future. Now, when I calmed down, Xuan Zhengye could certainly feel something was wrong. Haha~, it turned out that he thought he was very lucky, and had a baby, and his future was promising. Now it seems that he is not lucky, he is being fooled by others and being tricked by puppets! Annoyance flashed in Xuan Zhengye's eyes. No one can remain calm if he encounters such a thing.

"I know." Uncle Zeng glanced at Xuan Zhengye. He didn't expect that Xuan Zhengye, who has always been known as shrewd and courageous, and even has the reputation of "the first person" in the Xuan family, would fall into a simple trap. Sure enough, this person should not be greedy, after all, there will be no pie falling from the sky. If it falls, then there will be a big trap behind this cake!

"Tell me what I say, report to the head of the family, and monitor the guest minister Wu, waiting for the head of the family's orders." Without further ado, Uncle Zeng gave an order to the next door. As a guest minister, he has special rights. Not to mention Uncle Zeng, the preparatory steward, even his father, the steward of the Xuan family, is not qualified to order the arrest of a guest minister. Only the head of the family is qualified to give such an order.

"I, I want to ask him, we have no grudges and no grudges, why did he harm me like this!" Xuan Zhengye's eyes were red and he said with hatred.

"Cough cough~" Jian'er couldn't help but cough twice, reminding these two of them about their existence, "I'll tell you two, listen to me?"

"Ah, fellow Taoist Song, I wonder what you have to do with me?" Uncle Zeng was a little surprised. After all, if this matter was true, it would be considered their own housework for the Xuan family. Jian'er should avoid it.

"I'm not interested in your family affairs," seeing Uncle Zeng's meaning, Jian'er waved her hand, "But, this person hasn't answered my question yet."

"Problem? What's the problem?" Xuan Zhengye looked confused.

"I just asked you, what did you do to control those ghosts? How did those ghosts come from?" Jian'er rolled her eyes. It's true. Although you and Uncle Zeng are family, there is no need to ignore us so thoroughly, right? The question he asked is a question, so isn't what we asked a question?

"This..." Xuan Zhengye hesitated for a moment.

"What? It's hard to say?" Jian'er was a little surprised.

"No," Xuan Zhengye gritted his teeth, "Well, I just used those ghosts to make a prank, and using those ghosts makes people unlucky... However, I didn't dare to try too much, because the "Ghost Control" records that if I tried too much without a ghost, it would reduce my success rate when I made a contract. As for those ghosts, it was also a thread that Wu Keqing had to do..."

It’s this Wu Keqing again, so he really has him everywhere... If you still think this person is fine, then you’re just missing the string.

"It's just a few pranks? Then what are you not to say just now?" Jian'er was a little strange. Xuan Zhengye smiled awkwardly and didn't answer, but he whispered in his heart that he was afraid of being said to be childish (Jian'er: Then why don't you feel childish when you did it again).

"It makes people unlucky..." Why does this sound so familiar... As if he had thought of something, Jian'er's face stern, "Wait a minute, is it you who ordered those ghosts to do what they do, and how they do what they do?"

"This..." Xuan Zhengye hesitated for a moment before answering, "It's almost the same..."

"What does it mean?! Explain it clearly!" Jian'er looked serious. This question cannot be answered in the three words "almost" because if nothing unexpected happens, this matter will be in line with another thing she knew. If this is true, then who will be behind the scenes?

"What? Does Fellow Daoist Song know something?" As if he had seen something, Uncle Zeng hurriedly said, "Xuan Zhengye, let me explain it clearly!"

"Ah?!Yes!" Although Xuan Zhengye didn't know what was wrong with his words just now, with his brain, of course he could see that this might involve some key things.

"Because I was worried that it would affect the success rate of the subsequent contract with the powerful ghost I was interested in, I didn't dare to do it anymore, and the ghosts I chose to control were just some relatively weak little ghosts..."

"You know how to learn from this point." Jian'er looked at Xuan Zhengye with a smile, and Xuan Zhengye's face turned red. That's right? At that time, he seemed to be possessed by a demon. He believed in the so-called "Ghost Control Art". He was even more cautious about some of the taboos and precautions above, and he was even more serious.

"Well, wasn't you already obsessed with ghosts at that time..." Xuan Zhengye looked embarrassed and then hurriedly turned the topic back. "Well, where did we just talk about it? By the way, I only chose to control some weaker ghosts, and only dared to use some ordinary people for experiments and let those ghosts help me tease people. For example, let them deliberately trip over passers-by or something. But, maybe those people are more unlucky. Many times, before the little ghost I controlled came over, that one became bad by himself. Without my little ghost to trip, he would just trip on his left foot and fall to the ground, or hit the telephone pole directly, and some tripped, and pulled the person in front and pulled down the pants of the man in front..."

Originally, he became more and more excited as he spoke, but when he pulled his pants, Xuan Zhengye immediately thought of the ugly he had just made, and a hint of disgust appeared on his face, "That, that's it anyway."

"Take me your "Ghost Control" Technique." Jian'er suddenly said.

"What do you want to do?!" Xuan Zhengye's face changed subconsciously, and the instinct of the practitioner made him look at Jian'er with a cautious look.

"Don't you think I want to steal the sect?" Jian'er couldn't help looking at Xuan Zhengye with a strange look. This guy knew he had been cheated, so he wouldn't even use that thing as a treasure, right? "Every, if you're worried, then... Xuan Yi."

With Jian'er's soft call, a faint figure appeared about one and a half steps to the right back of Jian'er.

"Hey, give it a try." Jian'er let go, dismounted and lifted in Xuanyi's direction.

"Try it? What to try?" Xuan Zhengye was stunned and did not react.

"Your "Ghost Control"" Jian'er raised her eyebrows. It's true, don't you have to be so slow to react. If you don't let her see it, then it's okay to show it yourself? If someone will learn it if it shows it, then this method will be useless.

"This is OK!" After a moment of hesitation, Xuan Zhengye nodded, stroked his fingertips a few times, and lightly opened his lips and said something, then shouted at Xuan Yi, "Check~"

"Okay?" Jian'er blinked, looked at Xuan Yi, then looked at Xuan Zhengye, and a strange look appeared on her face.

"Yes, okay..." For some reason, looking at Jian'er's expression, Xuan Zhengye had a bad premonition.

"You were cheated! And you were cheated quite thoroughly!" Jian'er rubbed her eyebrows and said with certainty.

"What do you mean?!" Xuan Zhengye's face changed.

"What does it mean? I mean, the thing you use can't control ghosts at all! Then "Ghost Control" is completely fake!" Jian'er didn't leave any fantasy for Xuan Zhengye.

"How do you know..., you know that I was indeed a ghost-controlling person before..."

"The ghost control has done a prank, right? I'll talk about this later. I'll ask you again. In addition to using ghosts bought through the Wu Keqing channel for experiments, have you also used other ghosts for experiments?" Jian'er asked again.

"No." Xuan Zhengye shook his head. Although he didn't want to admit it, after asking this, his previous bad premonition became stronger and hesitated, "What do you mean is that there is something wrong with those ghosts?" No, no matter how clumsy his eyes are, he can never be able to tell whether this is a ghost or not.

"Those ghosts are fine. The one that has the problem is your "Ghost Control"!" Jian'er emphasized again, "Those ghosts are tamed and controlled, that is to say, your "Ghost Control" method is just targeting the few ghosts in your hands."

"How do you know?!" Xuan Zhengye was not convinced. He thought about being deceived, but he just thought that "Ghost Control" could not control powerful ghosts. In other words, the method was not as advanced as he thought, but it was still okay to manipulate some ghosts. But now, if Jian'er said it seriously, he was really cheated thoroughly enough, which made Xuan Zhengye completely unable to accept it.

"How do I know?" Jian'er raised her eyebrows, "If your method is really useful, I can't feel anything if you control my ghost servant."

You should know that the contract between her master and servant of the Lu family ghosts was the highest contract of the ghosts who were recognized by the Lu family ghosts. Not to mention the method of the human world, even the Yanjun in the underworld could not be shaken. If this method of Xuan Zhengye was really useful, then Jian'er, as the master, should feel it immediately. Not only that, this ghost servant of Jian'er, moved the contract of master and servant recognized by the way of heaven, provoked the authority of the way of heaven. Not to mention Jian'er, even Xuan Zhengye himself should be backfired. He still imagined that he was so relaxed now, nothing was wrong, and he was dreaming!

"No, it's impossible!" Xuan Zhengye looked unacceptable. If this matter was really true, how stupid he would be.

"You, come over and stand next to me!" Xuan Zhengye bit his teeth and ordered Xuan directly.

Xuan Yi didn't move, as if he didn't hear it at all.

"Come here, come here, come here, have you heard it?! I order you to come!" Xuan Zhengye roared at Xuan Yi like crazy.

This time Xuan Yi finally reacted, and he slowly raised his head and looked at Xuan Zhengye...

"Yes, come here, I order you to come..." Xuan Zhengye's eyes were straight and he pulled open the corners of his mouth. Who said his order was useless? Who said he could not control this ghost? Isn't this ghost moving?

"Fellow Daoist, show mercy!" Uncle Zeng's face suddenly changed, he kicked the ground hard, flew forward, blocked Xuan Zhenghua and blocked Xuan Yi's wave and attacked him.

"Woo~" Uncle Zeng groaned. His hasty action was insufficient to gather energy. Although he was not injured, he suffered a small loss.

"Xuan Yi." Jian'er also called out lightly, stopping Xuan Yi from further action, "Sorry, Xuan Yi was rude."
Chapter completed!