She wants to buy beauty medicine, and you turn her into a succubus?

Chapter 109 The Grandfather in the Ring

The young man’s girlfriend Jiaojiao is a student at the Imperial Capital Film and Television University and comes from a poor family.

The young man moved bricks during the day and worked as a clerk in a bar at night, overdrawing his physical strength to raise money for Jiaojiao's tuition and living expenses.

Jiaojiao also makes money by dancing in bars.

The two had agreed to get married after graduating from college.

Who could have thought that Jiaojiao was raped that day, and the perpetrator was the young master of the Xie family - Xie Youlin.

Xie Youlin was used to being domineering, so he kidnapped Jiaojiao and kept her company for three whole days.

In the past three days, the young man has been looking for Xie Youlin like crazy, but where can he find a small gangster?
It is said that Xie Youlin was adopted, but he is also a well-known figure in the Beijing circle!

If it were someone else who was more cowardly, I'm afraid it would have ended in nothing.

This stubborn young man couldn't find Xie Youlin anywhere, so he ran to the police station to report the case.

Later, he met Xie Youlin and Jiaojiao at the Public Security Bureau.

An unbelievable scene appeared.

Jiaojiao hugged Xie Youlin's arm, looking sweet and dependent like a little bird.

She did not admit that she was raped, and told the young man with a look of disgust that she should not bother him anymore in the future, saying that only the evil young man was a real man in this world and could protect her.

The young man was not convinced and wanted an explanation.

What are all the efforts and pledges made over the years worth?
He is a pure love warrior.

I followed Xie Youlin's car here and was driven out by the security guards.

"Xie Youlin, get the hell out here!" The young man pointed at Zhu Men and roared.

A fat young man walked out from the door.

He was wearing all branded clothes, a famous watch, a luxury necklace, and a crocodile leather bag under his arm.

This person is Xie Youlin.

Xie Youlin looked at the young man mockingly:

"Boy, what's your name? What's Fan?"

The young man said in a deep voice:
"Ye Fan!"

Xie Youlin covered his stomach and laughed exaggeratedly:
“Fuck you, you came up with this name, do you think you are the protagonist of the novel?
Is your mother uneducated? Hahahaha!"

Ye Fan’s face became increasingly ugly.

Xie Youlin took out a wad of money from the bag under his arm and threw it out:
"You trained that bitch very well. I am very satisfied. This money is a reward for you."

Ye Fan clenched his fists, his fingertips turned white:
"Where's Jiaojiao?"

Xie Youlin sneered:
“She doesn’t even bother to look at you because she’s afraid of making me unhappy.

In my eyes, people like you are no better than a stray dog ​​on the street, do you understand?
No woman will like you."

Ye Fan lowered his head and his face could not be seen clearly.

Evil Blessing Scale Frown:
"You're not leaving yet? I'll give you another 20,000.

Buy your mother some books and ask her to change your name."

He took out all the cash from his wallet and threw it towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan raised his head, his eyes full of cruelty:

"Xie Youlin, Jiaojiao's incident is over.

You can't get over the insult to my mother.

Thirty years in the east, thirty years back in the west.

Remember, one day I will make you kneel down and repent in front of my mother's grave."

Ye Chen walked towards the street, stepping on the banknotes on the ground.

A young man wearing a Tang suit and holding an oil-paper umbrella slowly came towards us.

The two passed by each other.

The young man walked to the red gate of the Jin Mansion and stopped, looking back at Ye Fan's back, feeling uneasy in his heart.

He shook his head and walked towards the gate of the Jin Mansion.

Xie Youlin saw the young man, frowned and asked:

"Who are you? This is a private estate."

The young man raised his head expressionlessly:

"Evil Qilin."

Xie Youlin's face changed.

He knew that he had a younger brother who had become a monk, so why did he come back?
He is just an adopted son. If Xie Qilin comes back, the Xie family business will have nothing to do with him.

Xie Youlin asked with an unnatural expression:
"What evidence is there? Any random person can be named Xie and claim to be a relative."

He had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

I hope the boy in front of me is fake.

Shouldn’t monks shave their heads?

The young man in front of me has very thick hair.

The evil Qilin raised his oil-paper umbrella and slapped Xie Youlin in the face the next second.

Xie Youlin screamed and fell to the ground.

Xie Qilin stepped into the threshold and looked down at Xie Youlin with contempt:
"A dog raised by an evil family dares to bite its master?
Tell Xie Jianguo that I am back."

. . . . . .

Xie family ancestral hall.

An old man in a Tang suit stood solemnly by the side.

He is Xie Jianguo, the head of the Xie family.

The evil Qilin knelt before the ancestral tablets, burning incense and bowing his head.

Xie Jianguo shook his head and sighed helplessly:

"Qilin, Master Jinghang said that you are destined to be a ghost.

In this life, you will encounter three ghost-killing enemies and a ghost burial site. Only by staying in the temple and being blessed by the Buddha can you have a peaceful life.

Your mother and I have even found a substitute for you to block the murderous aura of those three natural enemies.

You... Alas!

All the previous efforts were wasted! "

The substitute is Xie Youlin.

'You Lin' means the one being protected is Qilin.

The evil unicorn raised his head, his eyes dim:
"Dad, I have been reading sutras for ten years, what's the difference between that and death?
The world is about to change, and my Xie family must prepare for it early."

Xie Jianguo smiled:

"How old are you kid?

Whether the world has changed or not is not for a child like you to judge.

Back then, I was just as ignorant as you... "

The evil unicorn interrupted his father and asked:
"You should know that there is a new special department in the government, right?"

Xie Jianguo was stunned for a moment and looked at Xie Qilin in disbelief.

This matter is a secret. How did my son, who has become a monk, know about it?
Xie Jianguo's face was solemn:
"The Security Administration is under the Public Security Bureau. I don't know what that department does specifically."

Evil Qilin said:

"That's to deal with the revival of spiritual energy."

Xie Jianguo frowned:
"Spiritual energy revival? How can you believe in ghost legends?
Are you reciting the sutras well...?”

The evil unicorn didn't waste any more words and took out an oil-paper umbrella:
"It's like this."

The red ghostly aura in the ancestral hall surged and spread out through the crack in the door.

The Eight-foot Bride slowly crouched beside the Evil Kirin and said softly:

"Husband."

Xie Jianguo opened his mouth in horror, slowly backed away, and stumbled to the ground.

. . . . . .

Night, Qingshan Cemetery.

Ye Fan sat in front of his mother's grave, lowering his head:
“Jiaojiao won’t accompany me to see you anymore.

Mom, am I really stupid?"

He paused, raised his head, and looked at the starry sky:

“Mom, I missed you.

Didn’t you say you would become a star?
Which star is you?

Hey? There's a shooting star, is that you, mom?"

The meteor in the sky was getting closer and closer. Ye Fan frowned. It didn't seem to be a meteor.

A very small object fell into the grass.

Ye Fan got up curiously and went to look for it, then picked it up:

"Huh? It's a ring?"

It was an ancient ring, strictly speaking, an ancient ring from the Tang Dynasty.

Just as Ye Fan looked at the ring carefully, a white light emerged from the ring.

Ye Fan was so scared that he threw the ring away.

A translucent old man in a tattered Taoist robe with an immortal look appeared in the white light.

He had a dull expression and glassy eyes.

At this moment, his eyebrows moved and struggle appeared in his eyes.

It seemed as if he was fighting fiercely with something, trying hard to control his body.

Finally, he hooked his fingers and said:

"Spirit...Spiritual consciousness gathering technique!"

The technique of gathering spiritual consciousness is Mo Yulin's original skill, which can control mental power quite accurately.

Han Hai wanted to learn this move, but Mo Yulin refused to teach him.

He felt that when a cat teaches a tiger, it must keep some tricks up its sleeve.

White light gathered around Mo Yulin's ghost, and the translucent body gradually solidified.

Mo Yulin's expression became more vivid, just like that of an ordinary person. He frowned and looked at his hands:

"Am I dead? Am I a ghost?"

Ye Fan stared at Mo Yulin blankly:
"Are you a human or a ghost? No, are you a god?"

The word "immortal" made Mo Yulin feel very comfortable.

Mo Yulin stroked his beard and smiled:
"The poor Taoist Fu Sect's leader is Mo Yulin!"

Ye Fan opened his mouth in shock.

The leader of Fu Sect, Mo Yulin?

Something from fantasy novels?
He looked at the ancient ring suddenly:

"Ring? The old man in the ring? The golden finger of the destined protagonist???"

Mo Yulin asked:
"Little doll, who are you?"

Ye Fan swallowed his saliva:
"Ye Fan."

Mo Yulin's face turned serious.

Ye Fan, this name sounds like someone who can do great things!

The more Mo Yulin looked at Ye Fan, the more he liked him:

"I see that you have excellent physique, so learn to cultivate immortality from me."

(End of this chapter)