The young woman showed a mischievous expression and stretched out her jade-like right hand to Ouyang Rong. Ouyang Rong was taken aback and touched the opponent with her rough right hand.
"You are not curious, why would I know that you are downstairs?" the young woman asked mischievously.
Ouyang Rong said puzzledly: "I want to know what a girl is called more than this."
The young woman turned red and realized that she hadn't even introduced herself, so she was so familiar.
"Junior Wen Renle, I will see Master Yangshan again." Wen Renle got up, walked to Ouyang Rong's side, and knelt down directly after he said it.
Ouyang Rong hurriedly supported Wen Renle's shoulders. He couldn't help but feel hot when he hadn't touched a female body since he was a child.
"What is Miss Wenren going to do?"
After preventing Wen Renle from kneeling, Ouyang Rong immediately backed away and realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this commission.
Wen Renle looked at Ouyang Rong in surprise, and said: "Junior heard that Yangshan Tong's first line of apprenticeship requires three worships and three deductions, isn't it?"
"Miss Wenren, I'm here this time to exorcise demons instead of accepting disciples. Isn't it the order on the order?" In the next second, he understood that he had made a novice mistake.
I didn't seem to pay attention to the content of the work on the order, but I just took it for granted that it was the work of exorcism.
"Junior, no, Tu'er clearly stated on the order sheet that he is looking for a second-level demon exorcist." Wen Renle frowned, took a step forward, lifted his chin slightly, and looked straight. Ouyang Rong's eyes.
"What's in this..." Ouyang Rong was not finished speaking, Wen Renle took a step forward, and directly forced Ouyang Rong to the table, the distance between the two was less than ten centimeters.
"Misunderstanding? After the demon exorcist takes the job, as long as the client does not take the initiative to cancel the commission, then the demon exorcist must go all out to complete the commission. Master, you shouldn't forget?" Wen Renle pinched his waist, his body couldn't help it. Leaning forward, Ouyang Rong leaned backward subconsciously.
The two held their positions for a while, Wen Renle's burning eyes forced Ouyang Rong to move his face.
"Anyway, let's sit down and make it clear." Ouyang Rong pushed Wen Renle away and sat back in position.
The waiter also brought up two drinks. Ouyang Rong looked at the delicately blended coffee, showing a painful expression, and wanted to ask the waiter if he could return it.
"This shop belongs to me. It's free if the master wants to order anything." Wen Renle said with a smile. She is the famous second-level demon exorcist Yang Shantong who is old in front of Chiding.
"Girl Wenren..." Ouyang Rong asked hesitantly.
"The disciple is here!" Wen Renle replied crisply.
"Do you know how old I am this year?"
"The master’s affairs are naturally clear to the disciple." Wen Renle patted the stocked chest and confidently said: "How many masters are in this year’s 70s, the ninth generation descendant of the old family of Naiyang Mountain, the current mountain lord, The second-level demon exorcist qualifications, countless exorcists, and a high level of cultivation, are a line of demon exorcists who adhere to the "Demon Exorcist Guidelines"."
When Ouyang Rong heard this, she thought that the girl's intelligence collection was indeed quite complete, but it was a pity that it was all years ago.
In order not to discourage young people's self-confidence, Ouyang Rong tried to euphemistically enlighten Wenrenle.
"Girl Wenren looks at me like this, is she really like a seventy-year-old man?"
"Sorrow" heard a surprise, Ouyang Rong was happy, took a sip of coffee with satisfaction, but it spewed out in the next second.
"Master, what are you talking about, young and old, isn't it normal to be younger?"
Seeing Ouyang Rong's coffee, Wen Renle quickly avoided, and said apologetically: "Is the master not used to drinking black coffee?"
"I'm not used to drinking, I'm not used to drinking."
Ouyang Rong sighed helplessly in her heart. It was not that he did not want to accept apprentices, but that Yangshan Tonglao had an unwritten rule since ancient times that he was not allowed to accept apprentices under the age of forty.
In other words, even if they are less than forty years old, they don’t have enough qualifications, and they don’t know how to teach them even if they have apprentices.
"Three hundred thousand, the installment payment increases by one hundred thousand each time, all nine hundred thousand." Wen Renle believes that Ouyang Rong feels that the tuition fee is not enough, so he is looking for excuses in every possible way.
"This..." But for Ouyang Rong, accepting a disciple is of great importance and has nothing to do with money.
If the orphanage is really short of money, he can ask some acquaintances to borrow it. Yangshan Tonglao has a very good reputation in the world of the demon exorcist. One party is in trouble, and the support from all parties is not enough, but there are still two or three parties.
"Why do you want to be a demon exorcist?" Ouyang Rong could see that Wen Renle must be a child of a wealthy family, which can be reflected by contacting the Demon Exorcising Association and opening an appointment-style cafe by himself.
Wen Renle was taken aback, bowed his head and held the skirt, as if hesitating.
"Because of my family, I want to prove myself that humans can live in harmony with demons and monsters, so I chose to worship Yangshan Tong Lao, who is the most friendly to demons and monsters."
Wen Renle blushed, without a trace of falsehood in his tone, Ouyang Rong also understood some things after listening.
It should not be a coincidence that the fortune teller and the Gongsun girl, she bought them to lure herself into the set.
"Finally, I will ask you a few questions. If you still worship me as a teacher after listening, I have nothing to say." Wen Renle nodded fiercely.
Ouyang Rong thought for a while and said.
"I have concealed a lot of secrets personally, so are you willing to worship Yangshan Tong's line?"
"I do."
"You actually have a bit of a misunderstanding about the problem of monsters and ghosts. Our Yangshan Tong old line is only friendly to friendly monsters and ghosts. When they see vicious monsters and ghosts, they will walk the way for the sky and slay them! Even so, you are willing to do so. ?"
"I do."
"Yangshan Tonglao's line of disciples has a written rule that anyone who joins my line will be my liner in life, and my line ghost in death, even if this is the case, are you willing?"
Wen Renle shook for an instant, but the next second, her eyes became firm again.
"I do!"
Finally, in the eyes of each other, Ouyang Rong was defeated. He knew the other party's consciousness and smiled helplessly.
"From today on, you are the candidate for the eleventh generation of my Yangshan Tonglao line. You must not kill innocent demons and ghosts indiscriminately, and abide by the "Guidelines for the Exorcist."
Excited, Wen Renle didn't pay attention to the details in Ouyang Rong's words. She only knew that she was one step closer to her dream.
"Boom, boom, boom" the clear kowtow echoed in the space. Ouyang Rong didn't know whether his decision was correct, but at least he didn't regret it.
Lifting Wen Renle up, in the bright eyes, Ouyang Rong seemed to have seen herself when she was a teenager.
Ten minutes later, Wen Renle's red forehead was stuck with a band-aid, his hands behind his back, and he bounced behind Ouyang Rong, very well-behaved.
In the bustling streets, the combination of rural and fashionable young men and women attracts 100% of returning heads.
In a luxury car on the side of the road, a woman in a black suit gently opened her cell phone.
"Master, do you need to catch the eldest lady back when she finds her position?"
Over there, cold language came.
"Let her play outside for a while, during this period, you are responsible for protecting her safety."
"Understood." The other party hung up.
In her impression, the current Wenrenle is probably the happiest smile in her life.
At this time, the two masters and apprentices did not realize that they were being watched firmly.
"Master, you just said that life is my pulse, and death is my ghost, is it true?" Wen Renle asked.
"Well, I just want to scare you. Our Yangshan Tong old line is not so hard-headed." (End of this chapter)