Went bankrupt after admitting relatives, picked up garbage on variety shows and became top-notch

"Cheng...how decent is Cheng!"

He Yin blushed immediately, he wanted to break free, but he was afraid that he would not be able to control his own skill, so he would hurt Shen Yanyan all of a sudden.

His majestic celestial master of national destiny was actually carried up by a little girl. If those courtiers and colleagues saw him, they would be ashamed!

But, this girl is not a ghost, otherwise he could crush her to death with a few blows.

Seeing this, the melon-eating ghost friends immediately stood up, they were afraid that Shen Yanyan would attack the ex-boss like beating up a hanged ghost.

The ghost friends rushed forward in unison: "Don't fight any more!"

Seeing so many ghosts watching, He Yin became even more annoyed: "Quickly let me down!"

Shen Yanyan said perfunctorily, "Just wait a little longer."

She restrained He Yin's hand with brute force, quickly pulled out the spirit-locking red rope in her sleeve, and twisted it round and round.

Just when He Yin realized that his hand was entangled with something, Shen Yanyan put He Yin down like a wooden stake.

He Yin stood still, unable to accept the fact that he was carried by a little girl for a while.

"Don't worry, you're not the first either."

The red cord was tied to a brass-colored reel before unraveling.

Shen Yanyan pinched the wheel in his palm with his fingers, and this wheel is a magic weapon to control the bound people.

She didn't expect that she would use the spirit-locking red rope to entangle this powerful ghost, and the process would be so easy and simple, completely different from the bloody storm she had expected.

"Okay!" Shen Yan lifted the end of the spirit-locking red rope in his hand with trepidation: "I see how you are still arrogant in front of me now!"

The other end of the spirit-locking red rope was pulled by Shen Yanyan, and He Yin's wrist also shook. He lowered his head and looked at the spirit-locking red rope tangled around his hand in astonishment.

The texture of the locking red rope was similar to cotton thread, and the thin thread tightly wrapped Heyin's white hand, leaving many red marks interlaced with the original wound on his hand.

Lock the red rope? !
Isn't this a gadget he made out of boredom a hundred years ago?

Why did it appear on this hateful girl in front of her?

Does this girl think of herself as a ghost like the Hanged Ghost?
He Yin caught a glimpse of the smug and smug look on Shen Yanyan's face, and stopped the movement that was about to break the red threads.

He wondered what the girl's purpose was to catch him.

It's better to pretend to be locked up successfully.

He Yin recalled in his mind how the bound person should react after using the spirit-locking red rope.

Shen Yanyan recalled what his master said, telling him that if the restraint is successful, the red rope of the spirit lock will automatically disappear and hide into the bound person's body.

And the bound person can't resist himself, and the ghost power will be locked by the red rope of the spirit lock and become weak. All the initiative is in the hands of Shen Yanyan who owns the shaft wheel.

Just when Shen Yanyan was wondering why the spirit-locking red rope in He Yin's hand hadn't integrated into his body, the messy mess of the spirit-locking red rope that was originally wrapped around He Yin's hand disappeared.

He Yin's originally domineering aura of a celestial master gradually weakened, and he asked in puzzlement, "Why do you have such a thing?"

"Who gave it to you?"

Shen Yanyan avoided answering, but instead asked with his hips on his hips: "Young boy, attached to my body, have you obtained my permission?"

She returned the first sentence He Yin said to herself.

Angrily, Shen Yanyan stretched out his finger and poked He Yin lightly, and He Yin was pushed to the ground by her.

At this moment, Shen Yanyan was a little flustered, his strength suddenly became so great?

He Yin, who fell down on the ground, also wondered if he had pretended to be too weak just now, but it was good, he could relax this girl's vigilance.

The ghost friends watching the battle couldn't bear to see He Yin, who was still majestic just now, suddenly become so weak.

The hanged ghost came up to intercede: "Sister Shen, for the sake of protecting us ghosts before Master Heyin."

He Yin didn't expect that these little ghosts whom he had taken care of before were actually quite righteous, but the next second he heard the hanged ghost say:
"You should take it easy."

"Give the former boss a decent move."

Crane Yin: ...

After all, he paid by mistake.

Shen Yanyan was very satisfied with seeing He Yin's helpless appearance, she picked up the velvet bag on the ground, which contained a miniature cold weapon: "I heard that you have to pass by to take your things, your allow."

Shen Yanyan raised his hand to take off the evil peach wood hairpin on his head, and stuck it on Heyin's neck.

Her long hair was scattered behind her, and there was a dazzling light in her eyes at the moment: "You scratched my neck."

"How about using this generation of cold weapons to pay for it?"

"I'm a female star, and the scars on my skin have a great impact on my career."

If the wound made by the Yanling knife on her neck is not treated in time.
That's about to heal.

He Yin couldn't help laughing when he saw Shen Yanyan completely tearing off his pitiful and weak disguise, and baring his teeth and claws at him.

Shen Yanyan stuck the hairpin in his hand to He Yin's slender neck, this kind of feeling of threatening a generation of celestial masters and domineering, why is it a bit cool.

Shen Yanyan saw He Yin raised his head, gritted his teeth and said to her: "Little rascal."

"I'll just pay you back."

Shen Yanyan grinned, she was very honored to be able to deceive someone like the patriarch of the Taoist sect, and make his teeth itch with anger.

The master asked her to send the ghost to him through the jade pendant containing the Yin world.

But Shen Yanyan pressed the jade pendant on He Yin's forehead for a long time, but the jade pendant didn't respond.

Shen Yanyan looked at such a big ghost as He Yin, but didn't know how to deal with it.

Shen Yanyan's gaze gradually became darker, and through her squinted almond eyes, one could tell what evil plans she must have in mind.

He Yin suddenly felt bad.

Although now he was only pretending to be controlled by the spirit lock red rope, but now in order to convince Shen Yanyan that he was successfully controlled, if Shen Yanyan made a request now, he had to agree.

It's fine if it's an ordinary request, but the girl in front of her doesn't behave like an ordinary person, and He Yin can't stand it.

"I suddenly had an idea."

Sure enough, Shen Yanyan spoke.

"Can't you possess me?"

"Or when I am working part-time, you will take my body and work for me."

"When I get off work, you can also rest outside the body."

Otherwise, it would be too difficult for such a big ghost to watch it all the time.

The more Shen Yanyan talked, the more she felt that it was wonderful. Now that she has the shaft and wheel of the red rope that locks the spirit, she doesn't have to worry about losing control completely when she is possessed.

This Heyin celestial master is capable of writing and martial arts, and has a first-class temperament. It must be a no-brainer for him to enter the production team of variety shows.

At that time, she can just lie down and count the money.

But the premise is that she can lead Heyin out of this haunted house, which is more like a cage that ghosts cannot leave.

Shen Yanyan looked at He Yin as if looking at a golden mountain.