Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1194: Giving Up

When I first came to the Jin Family, only the elder was killed by Ling Miao. When I asked Jing Chu about Jing Ya, I was very confused, so I gave up. After all, I didn't know where it came from. Ye Fengsheng couldn't say whether it was Jinren who first offended those hidden monks. But now, after I brought Ling Miao, I'm not sure if the weather is getting better, or even worse.

Just as I was thinking, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and black sunglasses walked towards the Jing Family house with a compass. It seemed like a big swing, but Ye Fengsheng could clearly see that the man's step gaps were very consistent, and his breathing was like a whale sucking

water, drinking endlessly.

Like this skill, it doesn't resemble any type of Feng Shui master.

Raising his eyebrows, Ye Feng's voice was not rushed. He also walked forward, following the Taoist into the Jing Family.

"Mr. Ye!"

Jing Ya was a bit depressed in the room by the window. She really didn't think about whether to tell Ye Fengsheng about the strange things happening at home, but she was worried she would miss the chance today. Ye Fengsheng's trace would be harder to find.

A familiar figure was glimpsed from the corner of her eye below. She quickly stood up and ran downstairs. But she thought the door wasn't open yet. Her second uncle Jing Liang smiled and introduced a Feng Shui master into the door. Her speech was somewhat flattering.

Her second uncle knew and said: "Little Ya, this is Daoist Chen, here specifically to help us solve difficulties. Please call the others."

Jing Ya slowed her pace, her eyes meeting the Taoist's for a moment. She immediately had an illusion, feeling herself beaten and subdued. She quickly averted her gaze and said perfunctorily, "Hello, Daoist Chen." Then she hurried past to greet Ye Fengsheng at the door.

Jing Liang's expression showed difficulty: "Daoist Chen, the child doesn't understand. Please don't mind. Please forgive me."

"It's okay. Miss seems very anxious. It's okay. Let's discuss after she finishes talking."

Saying this, but under the Taoist's black sunglasses, his eyes full of fox-like deceit were entirely filled with aversion, losing their greed when looking at Jin Ya.

According to his sense, he could clearly feel that Jing Ya would welcome the young man following him all along. She wasn't welcoming him, but the young man. Of course, he knew what it meant.

"Mr. Ye, here you are."

With a smile on her face, Jing Ya was now half a step behind Ye Fengsheng. His words were full of joy when he saw his beloved: "What's up?"

Ye Feng nodded: "Hee Ziming's title has been cut off. I traded with them to change his title to Secret Young General."

"Ah!"

Jing Ya was shocked, standing coldly on the spot looking at Ye Fengsheng: "Young General?"

Ye Fengsheng's expression was as usual: "Yes, General."

Jing Ya was confused: "Anonymous?"

"Yes," Ye Feng nodded again, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's not."

Jing Ya was somewhat speechless. She really didn't expect her title to be like this. How can she live like a child, like a joke, or in anonymity? Doesn't that mean Ye Fengsheng wants to be someone who can be a general too?

No matter how much fear I have in my heart, at this moment, it can only turn into a sentence:

"Mr. Ye, you are really talented!"

When the two of them entered the door, Ye Fengsheng's face showed a killing intent. He glanced sideways and put on sunglasses. A meaningful glint flashed in his eyes, and he continued talking to Jing Ya beside him as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Ye?"

Jing Liangping, who had just sat down, hurriedly stood up to greet Ye Fengsheng who came in.

How tempting it is to stand on the donkey stone! Only those who truly face great confusion can know. At this moment, Jing Liangping felt his heartbeat inexplicably quickening, feeling his breath starting to rush.

Gradually, his eyes turned red. He opened his mouth and looked at the Daost Chen in front of him. "Taoist, what do you mean?"

Through sunglasses, the Taoist exchanged a glance with Jing Liangping and said: "I came to your Jing family because our sect's young master wants to befriend Jing Ya, so he sent me here to negotiate with you. If you agree, don't just say it's a disaster in this area, it's across the whole city of LV. If you open your mouth, we can help you get it."

"Of course,"

The conversation shifted, Daoist Chen said: "If you don't agree, we won't force you. Since you invited Mr. Ye, he must have the capability to solve this disaster for you."

"No!"

Jing Liangping hurriedly interrupted: "No, no, no! Daoist Chen, Ye Fengsheng wasn't invited by us, but by Achu and Little Ya. He once saved my father's life, so the two children have a good relationship with him. Even his father wanted to thank him personally, so he was invited home. Since I invited you, how could I invite someone else!"

"Is that so?"

Under the sunglasses, there was a hint of doubt in Daoist Chen's pupils, and he stopped speaking.

My family knows my family. Months ago, my little master fell in love with Jing Ya. The boy at home volunteered to embarrass the Jing family. I wanted to wait until the critical moment for the young master to come out and solve the disaster so that I could get to know Jin Ya and get married. But I didn't want a little boy named Ye to come first. Now I think that's the boy.

However, if you want to eliminate the spiritual malaria, you cannot do a little farming without effort. But in just the past perception, this boy didn't have mental fluctuations. He's just a normal, ordinary person. How can such a boy dispel spiritual malaria?

Is it possible that there is someone else behind this child?

Thinking here, he fell into contemplation and said nothing.

Ye Fengsheng, who was upstairs talking to Jing Chu and Jing Ya, suddenly asked: "Do you know who Daoist Chen is?"

With confusion on her face, Jing Chu said: "He was invited by second uncle to save us. I met him for the first time today, so I don't know who he is."

"He's unusual," Ye Feng said in unison. He glanced at him twice just now. His eyes would kill him. I guess they have other plans. We should be more cautious and careful when contacting him."

As he spoke, Ye Fengsheng also found it very interesting. Obviously, this Daoist Chen downstairs was someone who couldn't hide anything. He had to wear sunglasses to cover his eyes. He seemed unable to let others see his mood. He didn't know he had Tianyan. Even if he had eight hundred layers of sunglasses, he couldn't escape the peering of the Heavenly Eye.

Jing Chu nodded and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye. I'll remember your words and tell my father and grandfather."

Ye Fengsheng felt a little at ease, turned to Jing Ya and asked: "Did you just say 'White Tiger blocks the road, Vermilion Bird bows down' is a disaster?"

Jing Ya was confused. She could only answer: "I don't know what Mr. Ye said, but recently a strange thing happened at home, and at night I often see half a house-sized white tiger roaring in the woods. But these are what my brother, father, and grandfather saw. I saw a red phoenix crying outside the window."

Ye Fengsheng nodded: "It's the White Tiger blocking the way, Vermilion Bird bowing its head. When you must offend a monk, you will have the original Ling Miao. I'm afraid that when the planter returns, they'll find I've taken Ling Miao. Therefore, I'm unhappy and destined."