It was too troublesome to go back to school, so Yang Jisong found a set of clothes for me to wear at home. Later, I invited brothers Yang Jisong and Yang Wei to have a meal at a grilled fish restaurant as compensation for this incident.

Several of us also drank wine, and because the bell was too small, we didn't let him touch the smell of wine, but he still got at trouble with me because of it. Yang Jisong also doted on him inexplicably and fed him a lot of wine without telling me.

Maybe it's because Lingdang is on their side this time, go help them.

In the hotel, we booked a private room. At the dinner table, we talked a lot.

From household chores to short stories, from the south to the north. The three of us stayed together and talked about almost anything.

After talking more, there was no barrier between the few of them. All the little unhappiness caused by moving the graves disappeared.

The Yang brothers didn't hide anything from me anymore, and also revealed their identities as the underworld practitioners.

As the saying goes, don't do good deeds because they are small, and don't do evil because they are small.

However, for those who practice Yin, this sentence is basically nonsense. They are Yin people, unlike Taoist monks and Yin-Yang gentlemen, there is never any good or bad distinction in doing things.

Their ancestors have lived by raising ghosts for generations. While raising ghosts, their ancestors will also practice some evil magic or Taoism, and use these magic spells and ghosts to earn some "dead man's money".

Because they live by ghosts, but how many ghosts are willing to submit to them?

Newly born babies in the Yang family will be held by elders of the same generation, and on the hundredth day, they will go to places with extremely strong Yin energy to recruit life-saving ghosts.

But, again, how could a ghost be so obedient? He came after just one move from you.

So at this time, the most necessary thing appears - money.

There is an old saying that is true: Money can make the world go round. This sentence is absolutely correct. And it is best demonstrated in the big family of Xingyin people.

People of my generation worked hard all their lives and saved up money just to buy a powerful ghost that could be used to save their lives from an 'elder', and then give it to the younger generation.

It is through this that the Yang family can survive safely.

Who are the people who are most in need of money in the world? The poor? No, if you ask me, they must be the shady people.

They have to be busy with money all their lives, because they buy their lives with money!

Taoist people jokingly call their profession "spirit summoner", which means "onmyoji who need to summon ghosts to save their lives".

The Yang brothers' family is very big, with more than forty or fifty people including brothers, sisters and relatives.

This may sound untrue to modern ears. They say I am a liar.

However, before the birth plan was implemented, it was normal for a couple to have ten children.

There are 12 brothers and sisters in my grandma’s family.

Precisely because of the large number of people in the family, as the successor head of the family, the burden placed on Yang Jisong is extremely heavy.

I know this very well in my heart.

You can think about it, Yang Jisong has so many brothers and sisters, how rich his grandfather must have been to support all his children.

Although Yang Jisong was always smiling at the dinner table and did not say anything about worrying about money, I knew that he was still very disappointed because he missed this big deal.

Although the remuneration this time was not a very large amount for him, money was something he had to save slowly bit by bit.

A little more, a little more, a little more, save slowly, and a little will add up to a lot.

After saying goodbye to the Yang brothers, Lingdang and I returned to school. I asked Lingdang to wait at the school gate, and then I went back to the dormitory and tidied up a little.

Then I found an umbrella, rang the bell and rode home in the car.

I haven’t seen my parents for nearly half a month, and I miss them very much.

It just so happens that I have finished my work today and still have a day off. If I don't go back, I won't go back for free.

I took the bus to the station closest to my home and got off. Ling Dang was too lazy to walk because of her physical strength.

I also knew that he was tired, so I carried him away. He nestled in my arms, always smiling.

"Dad, if Lingdang leaves one day, will you miss Lingdang?" Lingdang suddenly said as we walked on the road holding Lingdang, holding an umbrella for me.

Regarding this question, I was a little confused. But I still said: "You kid, don't say anything stupid to me. Where can you go without me? Do you still want to leave? I will starve you to death."

Huh, Bell got angry and hit me on the chest. I knew he was joking, but I didn't expect that he didn't control the force well and almost gave me internal injuries.

I quickly put him down and squatted on the ground in pain, holding my chest.

"Daddy," Lingdang nervously shielded me from the rain, looking like she was about to cry, "I didn't mean it, daddy, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Okay, okay," I waved my hand to him, "Big man, why are you crying? I just got knocked by you, it's okay."

After that, I took a long breath, and after a few times, I regained my composure, and then stood up from the ground. "It's okay, don't cry. It's not a girl. Men don't shed tears easily, you know?"

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"Yeah!" Lingdang sniffed and held back the tears in her eyes.

I rubbed his head and he stopped letting me hold him. The two of us walked in the direction of my home together.

As soon as I arrived at the door of my house, I found a dark figure standing at the door.

Just when I was thinking that I didn't call my parents to say that I would come back? Who would occupy the door of my house on a rainy day? The figure slowly walked towards me and Lingdang.

I didn't stop either. After walking a few steps, I saw the face of the man clearly. It was Murong Zhen.

"Master," I shouted in surprise.

Murong Zhen held a small black umbrella and looked at me with a smile.

This is his expression that has remained unchanged for hundreds of years. No matter at any time, he is always smiling. No matter who he is facing.

"Come back?" Murong Zhen said.

I nodded quickly and said, "Well, I'm back from vacation today. Let's go, master. Let's go sit at home."

"Okay, I'm here to see you for something." Murong Zhen said.

I answered: "Well, it's raining outside, let's go in and talk."

After saying that, we walked together into the yard of my house. The door of my house was unlocked, and it looked like there was someone at home.

"Xiaoyang."

"Well, what's wrong?" I said.

Murong Zhen was silent for a moment. I stopped and looked at his hesitant expression, not knowing what he wanted to say.

After a while, Murong Zhen continued walking and said, "Do you know dragons?"
Chapter completed!