Tianshifu

From root to end, every hair is white and unadorned, which is much more natural looking than the white hair dye at the barber store.

Jiang Luo locked eyes with the dark-haired young man in the mirror, his brow twitching hard.

Kuang Zheng looked at his face and rustily complimented, "It's quite nice."

Lu Youyi came over and said: "Jiang Luo, did you go out to dye your hair today? You dyed your hair just a little bit, you can't tell unless you look closely. But don't say, the effect is really good."

Jiang Luo silently picked out this strand of white hair from his black hair, and it was true that, as Lu Youyi said, the white hair, like a pearl, seemed to be an adornment in his hair, coldly moderating the declining beauty of his looks. But although it looked good, Jiang Luo found it particularly unpleasant.

To be robbed of life by a ghost, of vigor and youth. This strand of hair will still grow, but no matter how much it grows, it will always be gray, as if it were a step ahead of its twilight years.

As a designer who stays up all night making drawings, nothing is more important than hair. If the evil spirit was still standing in front of Jiang Luo, Jiang Luo would have already smashed his fist into the evil spirit's outrageously handsome face.

He hid his gray hairs in his black hair with a stern face, luckily only a few strands of his hair had been taken away from him, otherwise his hairstyle wouldn't be called good looking, it would be called non-mainstream.

After dealing with the river crash, the group departed back to the school. A few others exchanged a few glances with each other when Jiang Luo did not see them.

They didn't believe what Jiang Luo had just said, but in order not to irritate Jiang Luo, they went along with Jiang Luo's words and changed the topic.

If it was nothing, how could the car and the people fall into the river?

They guessed that Jiang Luo remembered Chi You again on his way back, or Chi You appeared again and compelled Jiang Luo to fall into a trance and drove his car into the river.

This unexpected event again and again makes their heart ache for Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo is no longer the same as before. He is studying so hard to become stronger, is not it to help Chi You become stronger?

The return of the prodigal son will always make people soften their hearts. They have already regarded Jiang Luo as their companion, so they can't watch Jiang Luo fall into this hopeless love. During the day, when Jiang Luo is not around, they also got together to have a small meeting and made up their mind to stop Jiang Luo and Chi You from seeing each other. But that's not enough, they also plan to take Zhuo Zhongqiu's advice and encourage Jiang Luo to start a new relationship.

Doesn't the saying go that the most effective way to replace a previous relationship is to start a new one?

Jiang Luo was completely unaware of their intentions, and after returning to the school, he went back to his room to continue working on the Yin Yang Ring.

The twelve golden spells of the Yin Yang Ring could form twelve zodiac signs, but the stronger the strength of the zodiac signs, the higher the requirements for Jiang Luo. Like the dragon, Jiang Luo wanted to summon it to have a look, but at the moment, with his strength, he still couldn't manage the twelve golden mantras to form the shape of a dragon.

Jiang Luo wasn't in a hurry, and after getting used to the feeling of controlling the golden mantra for a while, he was ready to turn off the light and go to sleep.

Lying on his bed, a long-lost sense of peace of mind struck him. Before falling asleep, Jiang Luo thought of many things in a chaotic manner, and finally came to the thought, could the Jinwen Mantra see through Chi You's puppets?

Drowsiness rose slowly.

Forget it, I will think about this tomorrow ...... Jiang Luo slowly entered the dreamland.

This night, Jiang Luo slept very soundly, and didn't even dream much, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already the moment when the sun rose high.

Jiang Luo stretched and raised his hand, the sunlight passing through his fingers and casting bright dappled shadows on the quilt.

He looked out of breath for a while before getting out of bed and taking a shower.

It was a beautiful day, with low clouds and blue skies.

Jiang Luo stood on the balcony for a few moments to enjoy the morning scenery, in the most relaxed mood of the day so far. The corners of his lips curled up as he went to take a closer look at the school's likeness, and in doing so, he saw a field of crops not too far away.

Inside is a small patch of green onions and tomatoes and cucumbers, Jiang Luo raises his eyebrows, thinking of the unpalatable food in the cafeteria, and is rarely tempted to cook with his own hands.

Saying so, he went downstairs to pick some vegetables, and borrowed space in the cafeteria, scrambled a plate of tomato and eggs, and mixed a plate of gazpacho.

But when he came out, he saw Lu Youyi seven men with rice waiting for him with smiles on their faces.

Jiang Luo resigned himself to placing two plates of food on the table, "How did you guys know I was here?"

Wenren Lian smiled and said, "The time for the next level of the competition came out, in a month's time, and the location became Xiangxi. We wanted to come and tell you the news, who knew that the hostess aunty said that you ran to the cafeteria to cook."

In the time they were conversing, the two plates of vegetables had already been lost to one person's chopsticks. Lu Youyi poured the juice from the tomatoes and eggs into the rice, careful not to waste a single drop, "Jiang Luo, you can actually cook!"

Jiang Luo pickpocketed white rice, no nourishment and no flavor: "This kind of thing, learn a little will not be?"

Zhu Ge 沧桑一笑，"No, we wouldn't be able to learn, and would have to eat cafeteria food in order not to be starved to death."

But he's optimistic, "The cafeteria food is not good for anything, the only good thing is that it doesn't cost anything and it fills you up."

Jiang Luo asked in all sincerity, "Why doesn't the school change the chef?"

"Those who know of the existence of our metaphysical community are not simple in themselves, and those who are a chef are even fewer," Zhuo Zhongqiu said, "Our school's chef is not an ordinary person either, he is the master of our dean, and after being hired by the dean, he did not want to be a teacher before he switched to being a cook."

Seeing their pathetic appearance around the two small empty plates, Jiang Luo had no choice but to go to the kitchen and stir-fry two more hard dishes.

Lu Youyi and Ye Xun waited beside them with bowls of rice, Lu Youyi was moved to tears and inhaled the scent in the air, "Ooohhhh it's so good."

Ye Xun was a little more calm than he was, "You haven't eaten yet."

Jiang Luo couldn't help laughing and asked, "Ye Xun, is Kuang Zheng going to fix Xiao Fen for you today?"

Ye Xun showed a little smile, "Right."

"Can I come along for the ride?" He wondered.

Ye Xun nodded, his eyes fixed on the ribs in the pot, "Jiang Luo, why do you cook?"

It was the first time for Jiang Luo to be accompanied by someone to cook. He flips the spatula and says back, "People have to eat."

The school cafeteria's cooks may be bad, but the ingredients are top notch. Jiang Luo's level is actually only so-so, but once the ingredients are thrown into the pot, the final result is surprisingly good.

On the first day back to school, because of his hand, the crowd was spared from the torture of the cafeteria, Jiang Luo in their eyes, almost a kind of illusion that he was promoted to the god of cooking.

Having just returned from the competition, they didn't have any classes today. In the afternoon, Jiang Luo followed Ye Xun to Kuang Zheng's smithy.

It was not the first time that Kuang Zheng was watched by others in the process of smithing, he placed the Grieving Spirit Doll in the middle of the formation, and with a serious expression, he drew out a strand of black grievance qi to use as a needle and thread, and carefully stitched the torn open areas of the Grieving Spirit Doll together.

Jiang Luo couldn't help but smile at a man as sturdy as a mountain sewing a doll with a needle and thread, "Do you need help?"

Kuang Zheng shook his head, "No need."

The Grievous Spirit Doll was not easy to make and extremely complicated to repair. Jiang Luo looked at it for a while, Yu Guang glanced at Ye Xun's face and noticed Ye Xun's excessive nervousness.

When Ye Xun went out to use the restroom in the middle of the day, Jiang Luo asked, "Why does Ye Xun care so much about this ghost doll?"

Kuang Zheng, so hot that his spine shirt was drenched in sweat, pulled his top off, his naked muscle mass shrugging up and down amongst one lift of his hand as he said sullenly, "It's a doll that Ye Xun's mother left him."

"A Grievance Doll requires a Grievance Spirit to be willingly absorbed by the doll in order for it to work," Kuang Zheng wiped the sweat from the top of his head, "The Grievance Spirit that was inside Xiao Fen earlier, was his mother."

For Ye Xun, Xiao Fen is not only Xiao Fen, but also his mother.

No wonder.

Jiang Luo glanced at Xiao Fen and remained silent for a while, "I hope the resentful spirits inside will be alright."

Chen Pi called Jiang Luo before the Grievance Doll was repaired.

Jiang Luo quietly exited the refining room, Chen Pi smiled and chatted with him for a few moments, Jiang Luo did not move and said, "Master, the car you gave me yesterday, I accidentally planted it in the river. The car is still being repaired after it was salvaged, why don't I buy you another one?"

"It's just a car," Chen Pi seemed unconcerned, "If it breaks down, it breaks down."

Jiang Luo laughed, "Master Atmosphere."

"What kind of atmosphere is this Master, " Chen Pi sighed, "The Master after ...... you is what is called atmosphere.

Chen Pi never thought that his own little disciple could be seen by Feng Li one day, nor did he think that Jiang Luo could have such a big success now. It's impossible to say that he doesn't regret, he can only try his best to mend the master-disciple relationship between himself and Jiang Luo, and hope that Feng Li can look at Jiang Luo's face and punish him not so seriously.

Chen Pi concluded, "I'm almost at your school, and Master picked you up to run an errand."

Jiang Luo: "Master, what is it?"

Chen Pi haha laughed, "It's a good thing! Feel free to go with Master!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Luo contemplated for a moment and walked towards the school entrance.

Chen Pi's car was parked next to the gate, and as soon as Jiang Luo passed by, someone opened the door for him and warmly welcomed him into the car.

Chen Pi was a lean old man with a kindly look, so ordinary that he was no different from any old man. He looked at Jiang Luo with a smile and sighed, "Good boy, you've grown into a man too."

Jiang Luo laughed, Chen Pi talked to himself, and did not feel embarrassed, reciting all the way to the original body as a child.

Nothing more than childhood stories that every child has, Jiang Luo soon realized that Chen Pi had made them up.

The sedan slowly walked towards the city and arrived at the Feng family's ancestral home.

The Feng family's ancestral home was located in the most prosperous part of the city. The Feng family's ancestral mansion had another name in the metaphysical world, called the Heavenly Master's Mansion. Every Tianshi would move to the ancestral mansion, and even if he abdicated, he would not move away from the ancestral mansion.

Jiang Luo did not expect Chen Pi to bring himself to the Tianshi Mansion, he followed Chen Pi and carried his steps into the Feng family's ancestral mansion.