don't touch my ghost

This sleep was very restless. I don't know if it was too excited or the pain in my body was too painful. Zhang Han started dreaming again not long after he fell asleep.

It was the same ancient black-clothed guy I saw in my dream last time, but this time the guy wasn't so talkative.

As soon as he appeared in a cool way, he pulled out the dagger at Zhang Han's waist, and stabbed at him without saying a word. The attack was so fierce that even Zhang Han had never seen a real martial arts master in his lifetime Any layman can clearly see that - this guy wants his life!

Zhang Han's pupils shrank, and he wanted to dodge by rolling and crawling, but he hadn't practiced before, and his movements were too slow, so he was stabbed right through by that guy's dagger...

At that moment, even though Zhang Han clearly knew that this was a dream, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he truly experienced the palpitations before death.

But immediately, the young man pierced through his body with a big thorn, and Zhang Han realized that he had become an invisible wandering spirit again.

So he relaxed and floated cross-legged in the air, watching the young man's ruthless killing move towards the person behind him.

That man was exactly the general I saw in the dream that day, but this time he was not wearing the blinding silver armor, but was wearing a plain robe, sitting at a stone table holding a book seriously. reading.

His long, ink-like hair hangs behind his back, tied loosely with a plain satin ribbon, like the boy in black, there are also a few strands of hair hanging down his temples, but the effect is quite different.

Not as unruly as the young man, but showing a kind of gentle and elegant bookishness, not at all as heroic as he was wearing the armor that day.

If Zhang Han hadn't seen him holding on to the armor, he might not have been able to tell that he was a general, but he looked like those talented young men on TV.

What's going on, Love Killer?Didn't these two people make an appointment to go to Jiuquan to herd sheep last time?

Why did you yell and kill as soon as we met this time?

Zhang Han clicked his tongue, this plot is a bit incomprehensible?Is it a missed episode? I should call Duke Zhou out to ask. Zhang Han thought, why is this old man so irresponsible for putting on TV shows?

The man in black stabbed with his sword, but the general didn't even lift his head. He raised his hand that wasn't holding the book, and even pinched the tip of the man's sword with his bare hand.

Zhang Han could see clearly from a high place. The general didn't even lift his eyelids the whole time, and kept looking down at the scroll in his hand seriously. The movement of pinching the tip of the sword was full of chic and casual, like picking up flowers. easy.

Zhang Han couldn't help but widen his eyes. If it weren't for the plaster cast on one hand, he really wanted to applaud this unknown martial arts move.

In the next second, the man in black helped him answer the question, "Nianhuashou, you are a general, you can even know Shaolin Kung Fu?" The tip is pulled out.

The general's fingertips were as smooth as jade, without any blood marks, and they were unscathed.

The general still did not look up, retracted the hand that pinched the tip of the sword, casually flipped through a page of the book, and replied in a gentle voice while reading: "No, Master Yuantong of Shaolin is the teacher who is teaching you. You are not good at learning, and you are not good at it." The hero laughed."

Zhang Han let out a "poof" laugh and almost fell from mid-air.

"Master Yuantong? Is there Master Shentong? Daoist Shunfeng?"

But the two people on the ground ignored him. The general's posture can be said to be extremely arrogant, but his words are very humble and polite, so that people can't see his thoughts.

The young man knew that he was no match, so he didn't make any more moves. He put the dagger back into the scabbard, shook his hair, turned around and left.

After walking not far, the young man turned around again and was standing in front of Zhang Han, staring at the general through the transparent Zhang Han.

Only then did Zhang Han see clearly that the boy's stature was a bit smaller than last time, his face was not as thin and angular as last time, and there was still some baby fat that hadn't faded. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The young man pursed his lips and looked at it for a long time, his expression changed a few times, and he finally said, "Zhang Han, one day I will be able to kill you!"

Zhang Han, who had been floating in the air for a long time, was frightened by this unsurprising sentence and fell down firmly from the midair. Fortunately, the ground in the dream was like cotton, and it didn't hurt at all.

Even if it hurts, he can't take care of it now. He got up from the cotton field and looked back at the general who was also named Zhang Han. The general finally raised his head from the scroll, turned his face, and revealed With a gentle smile like spring breeze turning into rain, he nodded slightly and said "OK."

The tone was relaxed and gentle, as if he had promised such trivial things as breakfast, porridge and lunch.

The boy was still staring fiercely at the general's side face just now, but when the general turned his head, he immediately turned his eyes away from him, and when he heard the general's answer, he ran away without looking back, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Han froze in place, his whole soul was in a trance, he looked left and right, the ancient man in front of him was not at all similar to himself, although he was also very handsome...but he seemed to be as handsome as this ancient man, Not the same...

It's never a happy thing to admit that you are not as good as others, let alone people with the same name and the same name, why is there such a big gap between people?

Zhang Han clicked his tongue, and couldn't help but move closer to see this ancient man with the same name and surname more clearly.

The moment Zhang Han approached, the general suddenly raised his head from the book, and his sharp eyes fell on the place where Zhang Han's wandering soul was.

Zhang Han was almost fixed on the spot by this look, secretly terrified, did this person see him?

The general stared at Zhang Han's position for a while, as if he saw something, but he didn't seem to see anything, the sharp light in his eyes suddenly retracted, and his eyes became gentle again.

He gently closed the scroll and stood up, walked to the other side, walked not far, and said without looking back: "Go back early, it's time to eat."

After speaking, he disappeared.

In the vast expanse of whiteness, there was only a stunned Zhang Han left, and even the stone table disappeared without knowing when.

Zhang Han's mind was a blur, and there seemed to be something in the blur, but it was always vague and indistinct.

Once again waking up to the familiar smell of food, Zhang Han stretched comfortably, laying in bed and briefly recalled the dream like a serial drama, and the strange general with the same name who seemed to be able to see him, After thinking about it, he smacked his mouth and decided to eat first.

Only when the stomach is full can we have the strength to think about things.