On the way home, Xia Yan was still bargaining with Lu Bingwen.

"Mr. Lu, I am the one who passed the test. You can only count it four times, not five times."

Seeing that Xia Yan was speaking faster, Lu Bingwen said with a half-smile, "You have to restrain the evil ghost first for salvation. Without me, you can't succeed in salvation. So, five times it is."

Listening to Lu Bingwen's tone, Xia Yan felt that Lu Bingwen seemed serious.

Unknowingly, he fell into the trap of the ghost and whispered: "If I practice double cultivation with you five times, I will have to drink Meng Po soup tomorrow, and then... you will have to find a new wife."

Lu Bingwen chuckled a few times, put his hand on Xia Yan's forehead, and touched it.

Transcendence consumes a lot of human spiritual energy. Xia Yan's body is not used to it yet. He is running a slight fever, but he doesn't feel it.

"If you don't behave, I will eat you." Lu Bingwen said seriously, "Don't forget, I am also a fierce ghost who can eat people."

You won't eat me. Xia Yan couldn't tell that to Lu Bingwen, and acted coquettishly, "Ge~ I'm so tired tonight, I want to go to bed early."

Lu Bingwen was unexpectedly easy to talk to this time. He said, "Then let's pay first."

Xia Yan finally realized that Lu Bingwen was teasing him, and he immediately said happily: "Did you see a kitten just now? I transformed a golden kitten~"

"That is the spiritual pet formed by the spiritual power you gathered." Lu Bingwen said, "The spiritual pet is just a spiritual body, but when your spiritual power becomes stronger, the spiritual pet will be more concrete, and by then it will no longer be a spiritual body. , will become your divine messenger."

Xia Yan found it magical. He wanted to learn how to exorcise ghosts when he was a child, but the Taoist priests at that time thought he was weak and sick and refused to accept him as a disciple. Unexpectedly, it was a powerful ghost who eventually taught him this.

"Can you only save one ghost at a time?" Xia Yan asked curiously.

"When your spiritual power becomes stronger, you can control more spells and save many ghosts." Lu Bingwen said, "For beginners, being able to successfully save one powerful ghost is considered a gift."

"How can I have more psychic powers?"

Lu Bingwen chuckled: "Simple, dual cultivation with me."

Xia Yan's ears instantly turned red, he was dubious: "Really, Is it true?"

Lu Bingwen said: "You and I have the right horoscopes. If I practice with you, your spiritual power will increase greatly. also If you practice with me it's the same."

Xia Yan whispered: "Then let my spiritual power grow slowly. There is no need to rush. There is no need to rush."

The way he muttered was so cute, Lu Bingwen couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

"Ge, you told me before that if a human's merit is too low, he or she will be unable to reincarnate or be reborn as a very low-level creature. So what will happen if a human's merit is very high?"

"If you have perfect merits and virtues in several reincarnations, you may ascend to immortality." Lu Bingwen said lightly, "Or you will have a good life in the next life, and live a safe and smooth life until you die of old age and are reincarnated."

Xia Yan tilted his head and looked at Lu Bingwen: "As expected, you still need to accumulate more merit, otherwise... it will be bad if you can't make ends meet."

Mr. Wang didn't expect that the matter would be resolved so quickly. He didn't believe it at first, so he plucked up the courage to come here and sleep that night. Nothing strange happened again, so he gave Xia Yan a reward of 10,000 yuan the next day.

Mr. Wang said that Xia Yan's order was too low, and reminded Xia Yan to raise the price when doing business.

Xia Yan thanked him and told him that if any of his friends were in need, they could come to him and spend their first pot of gold in their life on it.

In the next few days, Xia Yan stayed in the dormitory.

Thinking of the five times he owed money, Xia Yan didn't dare to go back to the apartment.

Until Friday night, Xia Yan felt that if he didn't go back, Lu Bingwen would come to the dormitory to find him.

At that time, if this old gangster of a husband, suddenly gets interested and practices dual cultivation with him in the dormitory... the situation may be uncontrollable.

Xiao Qiao has become accustomed to Xia Yan's living habits. He asked him with a smile: "Yanyan, the cousin came to see you again?"

Xia Yan put the magical ancient book into his bag and said softly: "Yes."

Xiao Qiao leaned on the back of his chair and smiled like a little fox. He said, "Your cousin is so kind to you. By the way, I'm going out on the weekend, I'm on my way."

Xia Yan was startled. He didn't expect Xiao Qiao to appear so soon, so he said, "Okay, then please pay attention to your safety."

At this time, Xia Yan's cell phone vibrated several times. Xia Yan opened it and looked at it. It was the senior who joined the volunteer association a few days ago and asked him what he was doing and whether he had time to sing in the evening.

Seeing that Xia Yan didn't reply to him, the other party directly made a video call.

Xia Yan didn't answer the phone, hung up directly, and replied: Sorry, I'm busy, so I won't go tonight.

"Who is it?" Xiao Qiao frowned, "It's not your cousin, your cousin has never urged you like this before."

"Senior Liu Hui from the Volunteer Association," Xia Yan realized that this senior was not interested in drinking. "After class a few days ago, he came to me and asked for WeChat, saying that he wanted to discuss weekend volunteer activities."

"Oh, I know him. He practices track and field and is also the school bully in our school." Xiao Qiao tutted. "You should stay away from him. It is said that his family has a good background. He has also hired a male model before, and he likes to pick o pretty boys like you."

Xia Yan said confusedly: "Bao?"

"Well, connections," Su Jing Qiao said, "The way he got the position of vice-president of the Volunteer Association was also very simple. His father donated a lot of money, so he naturally became the vice president and gained a lot of overall ratings. Otherwise, Look at him doing some volunteer work, he's not all sincere, just trying to get merit points."

When Xia Yan heard this, he suddenly thought of his merit points and sighed again.

When he returned to the apartment, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

He opened the door carefully, and the light in the living room was indeed on.

Lu Bingwen had just taken a shower. He was holding a goblet with half a glass of red wine in his hand. He was wearing a loose bathrobe and was sitting on the sofa typing on his laptop. He looked no different from a handsome young businessman.

Seeing that Xia Yan was back, Lu Bingwen said calmly: "Madam, you still know how to get to home."

Xia Yan came back today with a bag of grapes. He put down the fruit obediently and sat next to Lu Bingwen.

"Ge, when did you come?"

Lu Bingwen smiled and said, "I have been waiting for you these days."

Xia Yan already knew that he couldn't escape tonight. Li Gui needed him to fulfill his obligations as husband and wife, and he could only submit himself to Li Gui.

Xia Yan fluttered his eyelashes, stood up, and said, "...I'm going to take a shower."

Not long after he entered, Lu Bingwen also opened the bathroom door and walked in.

The bathroom was already steamy and filled with the scent of coconut shower gel.

Lu Bingwen's body was slender and strong, his expression still indifferent, but his hot gaze on him almost burned Xia Yan.

Xia Yan looked back, his fair skin flushed red by the bathroom steam.

Lu Bingwen grabbed Xia Yan's chin and gave him a sip of mellow red wine, then prolonged the kiss. Xia Ya fell unconscious during the kiss. While Xia Yan was unconscious, he tied a very thin gold waist chain around the young man's flexible and narrow waist.

Although Xia Yan is thin, he has a firm abdomen and a waist. Ad he looked beautiful with a waist chain.

The next day, Xia Yan woke up in Lu Bingwen's arms. He dreamed that he turned into a little penguin, floating in the ocean in Antarctica holding an ice brick. When he woke up, he found that he was holding Lu Bingwen, an old rogue who was even worse than an ice brick.

He wanted to sit up, but he didn't have any strength in his waist. Only the small bell on his waist chain swayed slightly and made a clear sound.

Lu Bingwen had woken up a long time ago. He pressed Xia Yan's waist gently, and Xia Yan fell back into his arms.

Lu Bingwen looked into Xia Yan's eyes. Xia Yan's eyes were like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. It looked as though in a moment, raindrops would float out and fall on him.

But Xia Yan seemed to have no temper. He fluttered his eyelashes, closed his eyes in a daze, and muttered something softly.

Lu Bingwen came closer to listen. What Xia Yan said was, Ge, stop bullying me.

No male ghost would be in a bad mood at such a time. Lu Bingwen tucked Xia Yan in, raised the temperature of the air conditioner a few degrees, went to the kitchen to cook millet porridge, and went to the study to practice calligraphy.

Human food is dispensable to him. He can eat, but he will not die if he does not eat.

But he has been around for too long, and sometimes to pass the time, he will taste various delicacies.

But today he was cooking to take care of his wife, who was too weak to take care of himself and had low blood sugar.

Xia Yan only woke up in the afternoon. Compared to his wedding night, Lu Bingwen was more fierce last night, but he felt more pain than anything else.

Thinking of some unspeakable scenes, his cheeks became flushed again, and he quickly took off the beautiful waist chain, put it in the drawer, and pulled up the collar to cover the hickey on his collarbone.

"Xia Yan." Lu Bingwen called him, "It's time to eat."

Lu Bingwen made a sumptuous lunch, six dishes, one soup, and a bowl of fragrant millet porridge.

This is the first time Xia Yan has dinner with Lu Bingwen. Lu Bingwen lost his domineering appearance from last night and returned to his calm and indifferent appearance, like a block of ice in Xia Yan's dream.

The afternoon sun shone on the tables and chairs in the restaurant. Xia Yan didn't know what he was talking about with Lu Bingwen. he just immersed himself in eating and didn't even notice that his phone vibrated several times.

Lu Bingwen glanced at Xia Yan's cell phone and said, "Aren't you going to answer it?"

Xia Yan picked it up and looked at it. It was Liu Hui again.

He shook his head, saw Lu Bingwen looking at him, and explained: "I don't know him very well. I added him just for volunteer activities."

Normally, it would be okay not to answer this call.

But at this moment, Xia Yan watched Lu Bingwen serve him the soup slowly and thought that if he didn't accept it, seemed like there were no three hundred taels of silver here.

So he pressed connect.

"Hey, Xia Yan, why don't you go out and play in the afternoon? I heard that you like painting. Let's do oil painting together?" Liu Hui said, "I'll take you there in my car."

"I don't want to go," Xia Yan said, "Don't call me."

"Huh? You..."

Xia Yan hung up the phone, silently deleted this person's WeChat, and then tilted his head to observe Lu Bingwen's expression.

Xia Yan is still too young and has no idea about marriage, but he will be loyal to Lu Bingwen.

Lu Bingwen took a piece of ribs for Xia Yan and asked him: "The weather is nice recently, why don't you go out to play with your friends?"

Xia Yan shook his head and said softly: "In the afternoon, I want to review the Chaodu online course you sent me, and then continue drawing symbols."

When he was a child, Xia Yan was often sick to the point of dying. While other children could go out to play, he had to stay at home to recuperate.

As he was getting older, it seemed that he had missed the best period for making friends. Therefore, although he has friends, he does not have the kind of friends who are good enough to share his personal space. He is used to spending time alone.

"Okay." Lu Bingwen said, "If you don't want to go, then don't go."

In the afternoon, Xia Yan planned to review the steps for salvation using the cat spirit.

He drew it many times, but the spell seemed to be malfunctioning and the kitten could not be summoned.

Xia Yan was a little disappointed, but at this moment, Lu Bingwen hugged him from behind, held Xia Yan's hand with his cold right hand, and said, "Xia Yan, concentrate and meditate silently."

Xia Yan was startled. He was one size smaller than Lu Bingwen in both stature and hands.

At this moment, Lu Bingwen hugged him and taught him how to draw a talisman stroke by stroke, but it made Xia Yan feel shyer than their dual cultivation and made his ears turn red.

A few seconds later, a golden kitten appeared on the antique mahogany desk.

The kitten stretched out and saw a brush on the table. He grabbed the brush with his paws and started playing with it. He was almost the same as a human cat.

Xia Yan let out a small "Wow" and his eyes lit up. He looked at Lu Bingwen with a smile and said, "Ge, look~"

Seeing Xia Yan so happy, Lu Bingwen raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

But his hearing was more sensitive than Xia Yan's, and he soon discovered that there were two strangers with cameras wandering downstairs of Xia Yan's apartment. One of them mentioned the word "Xia Yan" and had several strangers with him sharing the evil spirit.

In just a moment, Lu Bingwen disappeared in front of Xia Yan.