The young man sneered, bit his tongue and turned around and sprayed the ghost's face, "tui! You three turtle grandsons!"

As soon as the blood spurted on the tip of the tongue, a ball of black smoke immediately emerged from the ghost's body, and the damage was very heavy. The young man got up and rushed up with a whip, "Is it possible for you to eat as long as you want?"

"Stop!" Gu Ye saw this scene and left a few talismans for the people in the car, and said hurriedly: "You just watch in the car, don't get out! Whoever is going to mess with him!"

"Gu Ye!" Zhao Pengyu held up the talisman and wanted to go down to help. He pushed the cart door but didn't push it.

"Uncle, open the door!"

The driver looked innocent, "I don't have a lock!"

Xia Xiang looked at the situation outside, "What can you do when you go down? You can't see it either."

Zhao Pengyu gave him the talisman, "You can see it, you go!"

Xia Xiang said calmly: "Gu Ye locked the door, but he just didn't want us to go up and get in the way. He was not afraid of opponents like gods, but afraid of teammates like pigs, and we can't cheat teammates."

Zhao Pengyu then calmed down and lay down by the window and looked worriedly.

Gu Ye rushed over, swung the talisman paper in his hand, and rushed towards the young man's hanged ghost hurriedly blocked it with his fist. A thin piece of paper made a bang after touching the ghost hand, and sparks flew everywhere.

At this moment of pause, the young man swung his whip over and wrapped his head. Gu Ye pinched a finger, "Seven Star Dou Gang, Thunder God descended! Break!"

The purple lightning struck the evil ghost's head directly, and the ghost's head exploded directly. The evil ghost twitched twice, and his body turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Gu Ye quickly apologized, "Go harder! Brother, you learned Xuanshu, are you going to catch it?"

The other party probably didn't expect that Gu Ye was not old and had such strong spiritual energy. A finger technique that was so strong that the evil ghosts could be scattered. After reacting, the young man said happily: "I didn't learn it. Today, the Zhongyuan Festival, these evil ghosts took advantage of the ghost gate to rush out to eat ghosts and harm people. They deserved to be scattered, so don't care."

Oh, it's right!

Gu Ye's eyes lit up, "Give it to you the one who was poisoned to death, and give it to me the tall one!"

"Okay!" The guy reached out his hand and was brittle, and he threw a long whip into a simple and rough manner. He wrapped around the ugly and eye-catching ghost and dragged it two meters away. The distance between him and Gu Ye was just right to take care of each other, and it did not affect each other's performance.

Gu Ye looked back and curled his lips slightly, his movements were not dragged on. He jumped up and kicked the evil ghost more than two meters away. He pinched his fingers with one hand and held a cinnabar pen in the other hand. A red line was stroked in the void, and then shook the evil ghost and then was pulled to his feet. Gu Ye kicked his head without changing his expression, and another soul was scattered.

The same was true for the young man, with a whip tied his head and kicked it out. He wiped the three evil ghosts. The young man sat on the ground, rubbed the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, grabbed a handful of dyed golden hair, and said happily: "As a matter of fact, I learned that the world is wide. It's been a long time since I saw you such a tempered colleague."

Gu Ye was about to speak, but he felt a powerful and complex ghost aura suddenly emerge from not far away. The young man obviously felt it, and his face changed, "Damn it! Have all the ghosts in the underworld gone to take care of their health? All the evil ghosts can run out. We have to go to the night of a hundred ghosts tonight!"

Feeling this kind of ghost energy, the little ghost hiding in the dark was trembling in fear, and he didn't know where to escape. At this time, a black shadow rushed over to the ground, grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Gu Ye threw a piece of talisman paper over and saved the innocent ghost. His face also became cold. Another piece of talisman paper over and thunder jumped at his fingertips. With a bang, the lightning passed through the evil ghost's eyebrows, and as he watched the other party turn into a wisp of blue smoke.

The young man glanced at him in admiration, took out a compass-like thing, measured it, and said with a ugly expression: "There is actually a ghost gate here. Are all the people who learn the mysterious arts dead? No one guards it?"

Gu Ye said seriously: "It's probably going to take a big health care."

"Puff! It makes sense!" The young man covered his stomach, "Can we both defend it? These are all evil ghosts who can kill people."

Gu Ye smiled, "You can hold on, but I have a request."

The young man smiled bitterly, "You said."

Gu Ye narrowed his eyes, "I am 19 years old and have excellent academic performance. I took the first place in the country in the college entrance examination. I am not disabled in playing games, but the gamer bureau took the game to fly. There are four brothers in my family, except for the youngest, all of them are excellent. There is nothing else at home, but I am rich. The Rolls-Royce on the roadside is my father's."

The young man was stunned. When he saw the car, he said in shock: "Damn it! A pure gold rich man!"

Gu Ye said seriously: "My brother thinks I am too autistic and has no friends in the mysterious art circle. I want to ask, can you be friends with me after the fight together?"

"Ah?" The young man didn't expect that Gu Ye introduced himself so long just to make friends with him. He said happily: "Okay, my name is Jie Cheng, what are your name?"

"Gu Ye."

"You are Gu Ye?" Jie Cheng couldn't laugh and cry. "This world is so small. We will be friends from now on. I will call you when we fight!"

Gu Ye nodded, "Yes."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. They were like two crazy people and fighting together like gods. We were friends.

Another powerful resentment appeared, Jie Cheng looked at the direction pointed by the pointer, "The Ghost Gate is there!"

Gu Ye followed the other party, pinched the bell on his left wrist while running, and pulled out the piece of paper. As Gu Ye moved, the bell ding bell ding bells. Ordinary people listened to it, but in the mysterious world, they could hear the sound of trembling souls, and even the lonely ghosts on the roadside looked at Gu Ye.

Xie Cheng held the whip and asked in surprise: "Do you raise ghosts? Do you have a ghost-controlling technique?"

A strong evil aura floated out from the Ghost Gate. Jie Cheng didn't have time to ask Gu Ye, and grabbed the whip and said vigilantly: "Be careful, this is not a good person. The mysterious arts learning is probably not enough, and no one has come yet."

Gu Ye chuckled and pulled Jie Cheng, pulling him back a few steps. Jie Cheng was shocked, "Stop making trouble, that one is out!"

At this moment, a ghost energy slashed over the back of his head. The two of them breathed with a suffocation of evil spirits. The murderous aura made the two stand stiffly in place and unable to move. Jie Cheng's pupils shrank, his mind was blank, and he only had one thought in his mind. How many people did he kill while he was alive to have such a heavy murderous aura?

The ghost energy flew over the two of them and slashed hard on the door. An evil ghost who had just come out was directly killed by this ghost energy!

In the blink of an eye, a tall and thin man in black and carrying a big knife stood in front of the door, with a knife standing horizontally, and his hoarse voice was loud and loud, "Stand behind me."

Gu Ye raised the corner of his mouth, "This is not the ghost I raise, it is the thigh I hugged."

The ghost general's move with the knife was obviously paused, and he didn't say anything. He stood in front of the door and came out to chop out one by one. He didn't talk much, which was very reliable. The ghost inside probably saw that the person guarding the door was too fierce, and gradually no ghost dared to come out.

When Xie Cheng saw that he had such a strong helper, he relaxed and sat on the ground again and shouted bitterly: "Gu Ye!"

"Um?"

"It seems that my internal organs are bleeding."

Gu Ye was shocked. This was seriously injured! He quickly helped the person up, "Why didn't you say it earlier?! Brother Ghost, can you leave it here?"

The ghost general nodded slightly, "Don't worry."

"Okay! I'll give you one billion when I go back!" After Gu Ye said that, he helped Jie Cheng run towards the direction of the car. Zhao Pengyu and Xia Xiang saw it, "Hurry, go pick him up!"

Gu Ye put his face in a pale face and sweating in pain. He put his head in the car and introduced with a smile: "Look, my new friend."

Zhao Pengyu and Xia Xiang looked speechless. It’s not so casual to make friends!

He hurriedly sent Jie Cheng to the hospital run by Zhao Pengyu's house. After the examination, it was already past twelve o'clock. Jie Cheng's stomach was not broken, and there was no internal bleeding. He was too rubbish in his daily life and often made do with instant noodles, which was gastroenteritis. Moreover, he had two ribs with a bit of bone fracture, so he had to stay in the hospital for a few days.

Gu Ye paid the medical expenses for his newly paid friend without expression.

Xie Cheng was hanging a drip and asked embarrassedly: "Local tyrants, we are really friends, we won't die of gay friends, right?"

Gu Ye took a photo of the charging order, kept it for himself, and then placed the order on Jiecheng's hospital bed, reminding him seriously: "Wait until you are done, remember to return the money to me and add WeChat."

Xie Cheng smiled and took out his old phone that had been broken on the screen, "I will definitely pay back the money, hahaha."

Gu Ye collapsed and held his forehead. The strange "thing" that could not be calculated might be just making friends and gaining friendship. However, he really had the urge to return the goods!

There is nothing wrong with Xie Cheng's character, open-minded and cheerful, he looks careless, but he has justice in his heart. Moreover, he values ​​feelings and loyalty. He will never suffer any loss when being friends with him. But! He is poor, especially poor!

At that time, it was so dark that he didn't see clearly. He only saw that Jie Cheng had good facial features and good character, but he didn't see that he had no wealth on his head. What would he be poor if he didn't even have wealth on his head?!

Gu Ye had a premonition that he would have to help this poor guy for the rest of his life.

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The next morning, Mrs. Gu asked gossip: "How was the game last night?"

Gu Ye looked numb, "It's pretty good."

"Is there a pretty little girl?"

"There is a man who eats my soft rice."

Gu Decheng said seriously: "Stop playing with people who are not bad!"

"Oh." Gu Ye didn't sleep well last night and didn't have the strength to resist.

Mrs. Gu saw him like this, "I'll go to sleep after I'm full and pack up my things in the afternoon. School is about to start. I'll take you to buy it if I'm missing."

Gu Ye nodded obediently, "Yes."

As soon as Gu Ye lay down, the hospital called him. The young nurse said anxiously: "A few people came just now and wanted to take your friend away. Your friend didn't want to follow them, and he was making a fuss."

Gu Ye frowned, "Who is that?"

"I heard Jie Cheng call that senior brother, and he said he was the President of the Metaphysics. It looks like a cult organization. Should we call the police?"

Gu Ye sat up, frowned and thought for a while. Now the president of the Xuanshu Society is Mr. Tang’s eldest apprentice Jing Lianzhong. So, is Jie Cheng the apprentice of Mr. Tang?

"Call the police, call the police now. I want to take people away in the hospital, but they are so awesome." Gu Ye got up with a cold face and put on his shoes, "I'll be there in a while."

The author has something to say: Xie Cheng: It’s not that I don’t make money, nor that my master doesn’t give pocket money, I don’t know why, but I just don’t have money.

Meow: What a coincidence, it’s not that I don’t make money, nor that my husband doesn’t give pocket money, I don’t know why, but I just don’t have money.

————————————————I don’t know what to write in the next article. I’m hesitating whether to start “Who is my son’s father” or “I’m going to get rich”. I’ll push the newly opened pre-received, and I’ll write which one of them will be inspired to write. “I’m going to get rich” copy: Mu Jin is just an ordinary college graduate. Before she could find a job, she was notified to inherit tens of millions of inheritance. After returning to her hometown, there were only half acre of saline-alkali land, ten square meters of broken bricks and tiles in front of her, and three wild sons holding her thighs and calling her father.

The village chief held his hand: It depends on you to get rich!

Hibiscus: I believe you!

(Simple version of copywriting, complete opening meeting)
Chapter completed!