Single Dog Ending System

In fact, the dual personality proposed by Qin Lang is not just for pretending to be coercive, but for the ghost Gong who doesn't know where he is dormant.

According to the original description, Lu Yuan had experienced a deep palace to seize his heir. Since he was a child, he lived in a dark calculation. He was betrayed and betrayed, so he rebelled, killed his brother and father, and even killed the nine clans after he ascended the throne. , A few days after ascending the throne, blood flowed like rivers.He was cast aside by the people and left behind for thousands of years.Such a character who is pure black and pure villain in every way, will really like a coward who doesn't even dare to resist his stepmother and younger brother who persecute him?

Obviously not.The liking in the original text probably just wants to sleep with him.

And the switching of the dual personality will make the ghost boss find it interesting. As for whether he can be sincere, everything has to be determined by Qin Lang first.If not, he wouldn't mind giving up the world.

Qin Lang wiped clean all the magical instruments passed to him by the original owner's grandfather, took another stack of yellow paper, and drew a few talisman seals with different functions. After the work, it was completely dark.

The cold wind was still blowing, and the noise of the banyan trees in the small courtyard was louder, and there was a sense of mournfulness.

Qin Lang frowned, put the small jade pen into the pen case and put it in his trouser pocket.He took out the piece of jade that he had been wearing around his neck and looked at it against the light. The body of the jade was white, crystal clear and flawless, warm to the touch.This piece of jade is an ancestral treasure of their sect - a sect famous for its ability to control ghosts, so it naturally has a powerful defensive magic weapon.With this piece of Qinglan jade, no matter how powerful the ghosts are, they will not be able to take their lives directly, and at the same time, it will also prevent the rearing ghosts from eating back at their masters.

This was also the reason why the original owner was still safe and sound after living in this ghost courtyard for half a year.

However, I heard from the female ghost just now that the old ghost who was here has been unable to eat the original owner, and has moved two days ago.Then why, this courtyard is still so cloudy?

Qin Lang looked at the lush banyan tree in the courtyard through the window of the study. He watched quietly. If he hadn't been dazzled, the trunk of the banyan tree was slowly turning, just like a human turning his head.It's just that its movement is extremely slow, and you can't find it if you don't look carefully.

Tsk tsk, Qin Lang shook his head, he admired the original owner a little bit, can he survive in this environment?

Qin Lang retracted his gaze, opened Grandpa's treasure chest again, and chose a dagger that looked a little low.The dagger didn't look sharp, Qin Lang touched the blade, it was very blunt, and it was engraved with dense runes, it was ugly.

After Qin Lang disliked it for a while, he put on his down jacket and changed his shoes, stood in the courtyard where the cold wind was blowing, and looked at the banyan tree quietly.The banyan tree sensed that someone was approaching, so it disguised itself as an ordinary tree again.Qin Lang rubbed his hands and walked around the banyan tree.

right here!

Qin Lang put his cold hands into the pockets of his down jacket, stepped on the flower bed casually, and looked at the ghost banyan tree up close.Curious like a child.

There was a lot of wind, and when the roots of the ghost banyan spreading underground broke through the ground and wanted to strangle Qin Lang, Qin Lang jumped lightly, pulled out his dagger, and stabbed at the tree burl that grew out of the tree trunk at an unknown time.The tree tumor let out a shrill scream, and the surface that was originally bark gradually turned into a human face, a hideous and distorted human face.

Countless black tree roots danced wildly in this winter night, as if they were greatly stimulated, or more like convulsions of extreme pain.

Qin Lang pulled out the dagger, and dark red blood and black thick unknown liquid flowed out from the wound on the human face on the tree trunk. Qin Lang jumped out quickly and covered his mouth and nose.

It stinks!I don't know how many carrion corpses were buried under this tree, Qin Lang couldn't stand it, so he let the system open the shield.

The man's face was about to burst, he endured the severe pain and rolled up all the vines again to attack Qin Lang.Qin Lang stood still, stretched out his hand and waved a piece of talisman paper. The talisman paper was pasted on the tree and vines, and it ignited suddenly.

The fire was fierce, and dozens of vines burned together, and soon burned to the banyan tree.

If Qin Lang hadn't shielded his sense of smell, he would probably be able to smell the smell of burning animal hair in the air-those vines are simply made of human hair.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the strange screams are louder than the loudest.Qin Lang didn't care about the tree, but went to the entrance of the courtyard, pasted a talisman on the gate, put his hand in his pocket again, and watched with great interest that the thick banyan tree was burned to ashes in a short time .

"It stinks! What does it smell like?"

"That's right? Whose stuff died? Why is it so smelly!"

"Nimma, who is the secret recipe for making stinky tofu? It's going to kill everyone!"

……

A street close to the small courtyard was full of noises, and they were all cursing the unscrupulous businessman who made the secret recipe of stinky tofu and had no sense of public morality.No one saw the flames in the small courtyard, and no one heard the howling ghosts.

Except...the wandering ghosts at the end of the street were shaking together, and among them was a female ghost in white who was shaking the most.

"It's so scary! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... all ghost banyan tree in Fang's courtyard was killed."

"Ghost Rong is screaming so badly, that man is too cruel!"

"Don't get close to it in the future, you will be burnt to ashes if you are not careful..."

The next day, the sky was clear, and Y City, which had been cloudy for a week, finally ushered in the warm winter sun.

There was no strange thing, and there was no loud noise, Qin Lang had a good night's sleep.

He got up and washed himself, and carefully looked at himself in the mirror. After dealing with the things in the yard last night, Qin Lang went to bed after eating and taking a shower. He didn't have time to see what he looked like.

The hair on the forehead is slightly longer, covering the forehead and even obstructing the line of sight a little.Qin Lang lifted his hair up, revealing his face completely.This is a small baby face, with two lovely dimples when he smiles, double eyelids and big eyes, he is a cute boy.It's just that the skin is too pale, looks a little gloomy and malnourished.

The effect of Qin Lang's C-level potion was still there. He put down his forehead hair again, and slightly adjusted the original owner's temperament. The original gloomy and lifeless appearance became shy and introverted. The whole person looked calm and slightly soft. The standard little lamb type who wants to be bullied and cry at a glance.

He switched to the second personality again, his sharp eyebrows swept towards the mirror, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the corners of his lips were pressed down, his whole body exuded "I'm not easy to mess with", and the sense of distance that strangers should not get close to is vivid Like a lonely little wolf.

Qin Lang was very satisfied.He put on a scarf and went out of the small courtyard, bought a breakfast from a vending machine on the road, and walked towards the art building while eating with his head down.

Today's class representative will collect yesterday's homework, which is a basic sketch portrait. After finishing the painting, he will start an oil painting creation and ask to hand it over to the professor before this week's holiday.What the professor finally looked at was oil painting, so those who think they are great, of course don't bother to paint the basics.

For example, the mighty Qin Yang.

Qin Lang usually comes to the studio early, because the less people there are, the less nervous he will be.But today when he came to the studio, there were already a dozen of them in the classroom, and he didn't know what they were talking about, and bursts of laughter could be heard in the corridor.

Qin Lang pursed his lips and chose the back door.His easel was in the back corner of the back door.He lowered his head, took a breath and quickly returned to his position, and he took a long breath when he sat in the chair.

Qin Yang sat in the middle of the classroom, next to Xihua.He saw Qin Lang, snorted softly, and continued the conversation with Xihua just now: "How about this Saturday night?"

Xihua was a little hesitant, but it was not difficult to see her excitement: "Are you really going?"

Before Qin Yang's aggressive method could be used, the girl by the window who was scared by Qin Lang yesterday whispered, "Qianqian, that's the Yin-Yang Road, let's not go..."

Xihua glared at her dissatisfied: "How is Qingyang Road? What are you afraid of? Isn't there Qin Yang and the others? Just take a look, and then let's go to KTV to play."

The boys who had good friends with Qin Yang immediately puffed up their chests, as if they were envoys protecting flowers.

The flower Xu Qianqian has many suitors. Apart from being beautiful and a bit arrogant, her biggest hobby is that she likes supernatural beings, telling ghost stories, reading horror novels, and even playing supernatural games. Now, she wants to go to Y City to become famous. haunted house adventure.

Qin Lang turned a deaf ear to the death plan of this group of people, he took a pen and quickly sketched out a draft.

Xihua and Qin Yang had a lively chat on the weekend entertainment program, and the number of students in the studio gradually increased. Those who were interested in their plans directly refused others to participate, and the rejected students looked depressed but not easy to attack After all, Qin Yang is not easy to mess with.

The last student in the studio also came, he looked left and right, the students' easels and toolboxes were in a mess, only there was an open space around Qin Lang.

Qin Lang felt that someone within two meters of him was approaching suddenly, his body tensed up immediately, and his lips were tightly pursed.He took a sneak peek, he was a boy, and he didn't have much presence in the class.The boy's name is Zhang Ping, he is a good buddy of Gong Yangyan in the original text, he is carefree, and he smiles a bit silly.

Realizing that this classmate was just drawing near him, Qin Lang slowly relaxed his body and was no longer so nervous.There were chattering sounds in the studio all the time.Xu Qianqian started daily ghost stories again; some didn’t like ghosts and began to plug in headphones to listen to music; ,nothing special.

"What are you painting? Banyan tree?" Suddenly, a voice exploded in Qin Lang's ear.

Qin Lang reflexively stayed away from the voice, he was drawing seriously, and didn't notice that Zhang Ping spread his long legs and stretched his neck to look at his painting.

"Hmm..." Qin Lang had a fairly good impression of this big boy who had never looked at him with strange eyes, so he added two words, "Yes...it's Guirong."

"Ghost Rong?" Zhang Ping opened his eyes slightly, as if hearing it for the first time, he was a little curious, he moved the chair and moved towards Qin Lang, then pointed to the hideous face on the tree trunk, "This is the ghost tree. ?”

Qin Lang and Zhang Ping kept a safe distance and nodded.

Zhang Ping rubbed his chin, and pointed at the vines that were flailing, "This is its weapon? Ah, the setting is more in line with anime, and it might be a bit distorted if it is drawn with oil painting..."

Qin Yang and Xu Qianqian were chatting happily, and suddenly saw Zhang Ping and his idiot brother very close, heh, can they still chat with people?Is the disease cured?

"Qin Lang." Qin Yang suddenly shouted, his voice full of malice.

Qin Lang held the paintbrush tightly, looked up at him with a pale face, "What...what's the matter?"

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows, "Go to Yinyang Road with us on Saturday?"

Qin Lang bit his lip, of course he didn't want to agree, but when he looked at Qin Yang again, the other party gave him a warning look, as if saying, "If you dare to be disobedient, I will tell my classmates that you are mentally ill."

The paintbrush in his hand was held too hard by him, as if it would break in the next moment. Zhang Ping frowned and looked at the two brothers. After all, he didn't speak, and silently returned to his seat.

"Okay..." Qin Lang suddenly thought that with Qing Lanyu on his body, even if something happens to him, he will be fine, but Qin Yang and Xu Qianqian are different.They always bullied him and laughed at him, and since they insisted on dying, he didn't want to stop them.

However, it turns out that he was thinking too simply after all.