Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

Song Yanqing was originally worried that he would not be Hao Qingshan's opponent. After all, Hao Qingshan is strong and strong, and the little anchor would fall down if pushed.

Although Song Yanqing was very tough, but he was ready to take a few stabs with his body.

But when the two really fought, Song Yanqing suddenly discovered that Hao Qingshan didn't know how to use weapons.

He can only use brute force, Song Yanqing staggered to dodge his attack relying on the memory of the previous world.

The mahogany sword stabbed Hao Qingshan's body several times, it was obviously just a mahogany sword to drive away ghosts, but Hao Qingshan had the illusion of being stabbed by a real long sword.

The two fought for a few rounds, Hao Qingshan took the lead to take a step back and sighed: "Although you are a little rusty, your swordsmanship is really good."

Song Yanqing pursed her lips and said nothing, Hao Qingshan touched her lower abdomen, where Song Yanqing poked her, and now it hurts badly.

Hao Qingshan stood opposite him, but his eyes fell on He Chuanhua from time to time.

He Chuanhua sat cross-legged on the ground, frowning slightly at the two of them.

He was quite sure that this was the first time he had seen Song Yanqing use a sword, and he didn't even know that this thin person knew how to use a sword.

But when he saw Song Yanqing's back standing in front of him holding a sword without saying a word, He Chuanhua felt a strong sense of familiarity inexplicably.

As if this person should be like this in the first place, taciturn but brave and fearless with a long sword in his hand.

He Chuanhua raised his brows with great interest, and he counted, very well, they were indeed destined in previous lives.

Hao Qingshan soon realized that there was no way to control Song Yanqing in a short time, when Song Yanqing found the right moment and was about to hit him on the head.

Hao Qingshan suddenly said: "Stop, I won't kill him."

Song Yanqing nodded, Hao Qingshan thought he would stop, but just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he found that Song Yanqing's sword had become more fierce, the mahogany sword pierced his stomach, Hao Qingshan seemed to have been punched hard.

He clutched his belly and took two steps back, pointing at Song Yanqing who was about to speak, when Song Yanqing charged straight forward with his sword in hand.

He Chuanhua sat upright until he heard Song Yanqing's breathing became heavy.Only then did he say: "Brother, I think we should sit down and clear up the misunderstanding, so as not to hurt the feelings of more than [-] years."

Hearing this, Song Yanqing withdrew his hand, Hao Qingshan clicked his tongue and looked at Song Yanqing vigilantly, making sure that he would not do anything again.Hao Qingshan took a deep breath and said: "Didn't you want me to check the ghost school? I checked, and the formation is from the same school as ours. It gathers shadows to raise ghosts. I went late, and two of them have already become ghosts." Li Gui, there is an enchantment on the eyes of the formation, exactly the same as what you and I learned."

Song Yanqing sat and listened, Hao Qingshan continued: "You asked me to check the ghost shop, I went to check it, it has the same enchantment as the ghost school."

He paused, looked at He Chuanhua with complicated eyes, and said, "Master has left three years ago, and no one else will know this kind of barrier except you and me. I just came to the city a few days ago, and that barrier The boundary has been set long ago, how can you let me not doubt you."

He Chuanhua didn't answer immediately, he looked at Hao Qingshan's expression, and suddenly asked: "Because this is what I did?"

"I've said it before, I can't find out your fate, and my junior brother's life lamp is off." Before Hao Qingshan finished speaking, He Chuanhua said coldly: "When did it go off?"

Hao Qingshan clenched his fists and said, "It was the day you entered the city."

He Chuanhua's expression gradually turned cold, he looked at Hao Qingshan and said in a deep voice: "Since the life lamp is off, why didn't senior brother go to investigate. You have to wait until I ask you to come to the city to help before you confront me."

Hao Qingshan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to defend himself, but he didn't say anything in the end.

He Chuanhua looked at him expressionlessly, and Hao Qingshan sighed as if giving up on himself: "Because when the life lamp went out, I checked your fate and found that you were still alive, so I didn't think much about it. After the formation, I began to doubt your identity. When I count again, your fate will change."

"Senior brother, even the master can't calculate the fate, how do you know that you are right." He Chuanhua said.

Hao Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and he fixedly watched He Chuanhua's fingers keep twitching.

Song Yanqing propped his chin and looked aside, seeing Hao Qingshan's face getting more and more ugly, he thought that Senior Brother Hao must have been plotted against.

Hao Qingshan was by He Chuanhua's side when he was three years old, and has been with him for more than twenty years.The two of them learned to catch ghosts and slay demons together. After more than [-] years of relationship, no matter how cold-tempered He Chuanhua is, Hao Qingshan is still the most important existence in his life.Unless it was absolutely necessary, He Chuanhua didn't want to break up with his senior brother.

'If it wasn't the two of them, who else could have done it. "Song Yanqing poked the system and asked:" Tell me the truth, is there a second book for the book I'm wearing. '

[This is an independent world, and the main line of the world revolves around the protagonists Liu Shiyin and Hongji.Except for the stories of the two, other creatures in this world have their own stories. ] The system explained: [Simply speaking, this matter does not exist in the original text.But because of your joining, Mr. Song, the two stories are connected. ]

Song Yanqing understood the system, if he hadn't gone to the ghost school, and hadn't met a little female ghost who dreamed of being reincarnated, He Chuanhua wouldn't have asked Hao Qingshan to investigate the ghost school.There is no mention in the original text that a person named Song Yanqing entered the ghost shop.Even if there was, that Song Yanqing had nothing to do with He Chuanhua.

But now he not only entered the ghost shop, but also let He Chuanhua discover the ghost raising formation in the ghost shop.

In the original text, the ghost shop is just a place to promote the relationship between the hero and heroine.

Hongji is a ghost king and not a Taoist priest, he can rescue Liu Shiyin but he can't see anything abnormal in the store.At that time, He Chuanhua was still wandering in the city, worrying about the next meal all day long, and had no time to care about it.

If there is no accident, the plot should develop step by step as written in the original text.

The appearance of Song Yanqing gave Hao Qingshan, who was originally just a background, a big role, pulling another story into the main line, and pulling them into a conspiracy.

Song Yanqing thought for a while and felt her head hurt.

He asked: 'So what hasn't changed? '

The system seemed to see his uneasiness, and comforted him: [Mr. Song, don't worry, you only affected a small part.At least He Chuanhua's obsession with killing Hongji and his ending in ashes will not change. Mr. Song can rest assured about this. ]

Song Yanqing was not comforted, but even more sad.

He refused to give up and asked: "I took the first step and got rid of Hongji before He Chuanhua, so He Chuanhua wouldn't have to die." '

The system didn't answer, but just laughed a couple of times without emotion.

Hao Qingshan calculated for a long time, threw the dagger, and sat cross-legged across from He Chuanhua.

He Chuanhua nodded, looked at Song Yanqing and said in a hoarse voice, "Yanqing, can you buy some water for us? I was tired from chanting the mantra just now, and my throat hurts badly."

Song Yanqing glanced at He Chuanhua worriedly, picked up the dagger that Hao Qingshan threw and put it in He Chuanhua's hand.

He Chuanhua couldn't help laughing when he saw his movements. While Song Yanqing was bending over to put the dagger, he reached out and gently patted Song Yanqing's head.

Song Yanqing's head twitched, and she didn't know what to think, so she rubbed against his palm twice.

He Chuanhua's movements froze. He suppressed the sense of familiarity in his heart, and said softly to Song Yanqing: "Be careful, we will go downstairs to find you later, just wait for me at the stairs."

As he spoke, he took out three talismans from the bag Song Yanqing brought, opened the amulet on Song Yanqing's neck, folded the talismans and stuffed them in.

Hao Qingshan, who was sitting opposite He Chuanhua, was stunned when he saw what was painted on the talisman. He took out the cow's tears that he carried with him, wiped his eyes and looked at Song Yanqing.

He Chuanhua didn't teach Song Yanqing this talisman, so Song Yanqing squatted beside He Chuanhua and let He Chuanhua stuff it in.As the number of talismans in the amulet increased little by little, Hao Qingshan saw that the obsession with protecting Song Yanqing was gradually dissipating.

The obsession that could have enveloped Song Yanqing in the first place was now only a faint layer, attached to Song Yanqing, and no longer had the powerful momentum before.

He Chuanhua looked calm, and he re-tied the amulet to Song Yanqing and put it around his neck.His gaze casually glanced at that obsession, the temperature in his eyes didn't change a bit, as if the amulet he put on Song Yanqing was really just an ordinary amulet.

Hao Qingshan clicked his tongue, and closed his eyes again when He Chuanhua looked over.

"Let's go." He Chuanhua patted the amulet and said to Song Yanqing: "Wearing it, as long as it is a ghost, it will not take the initiative to hurt you, nor can it hurt you."

Song Yanqing touched the red cloth and asked hesitantly: "I always feel that the red cloth on my wrist is not as cold as before."

He Chuanhua looked at the red cloth and suddenly remembered that he also had one.It was originally placed in the amulet, but it was taken out by Hao Qingshan before. After a period of scuffle, I don't know where it is now.

Now thinking about how similar the two red cloths look, a strange thought popped up in He Chuanhua's mind.

Could he be the reincarnation of Song Yanqing's lover?

A thought flashed by, as if something was preventing He Chuanhua from continuing to investigate further.When he thought about it again, an instruction suddenly appeared in his mind, to kill Hongji.

He Chuanhua frowned insignificantly, Hongji is the ghost king, and the birth of the ghost king will definitely cause turmoil in the world.

Not to mention that Hongji is about to transform evil, even if Hongji has no intention of killing now, after his consciousness of transforming evil dissipates, everything will be beyond his control.

Whether it's for the stability of the world, or out of the responsibility of a Taoist priest, He Chuanhua must kill Hongji.

The expression on He Chuanhua's face didn't change at all, he coaxed Song Yanqing away with a gentle voice, and after hearing the sound of going out, he turned his head to look at Hao Qingshan.

"Brother, it's time for us to talk about what happened before."

Before he finished speaking, Hao Qingshan suddenly knelt down, kowtowed heavily to He Chuanhua and said: "As your senior brother, I didn't choose to believe in the senior brother who grew up together, but fell into the trap of others. I have made a murderous attempt on my junior brother. If Song Yanqing hadn’t come today, I’m afraid I’d make a big mistake. I did this, and I, Hao Qingshan, am sorry for you.”

He spoke sincerely, but the doubt in He Chuanhua's eyes did not abate.He just lowered his eyelids and raised his hand to make Hao Qingshan stand up.

The moment Hao Qingshan looked at him, he hooked his lips and said with a smile: "Everyone makes mistakes, brother, I don't blame you."

Hao Qingshan grinned, and he patted He Chuanhua's shoulder friendly.He Chuanhua pursed his lips and smiled, narrowing his long and narrow eyes slightly to cover up the suspicion in his eyes.

Song Yanqing knew that the two senior brothers probably had a lot to talk about. After he bought water, he sat at the stall across the road and chatted with the old man who sold water.

The old man told Song Yanqing vividly about the scene where he just saw the ghost. As a person who experienced it himself, it is inconvenient for Song Yanqing to say more.

He replied humbly, while discussing with the system: "Give me a serious identity in the future." '

[Mr. Song, what do you mean by serious identity. ] asked the system.

Song Yanqing thought for a while and said, "No matter what I do, it won't make the plot confusing." '

The system was silent for a long time, and replied: [I understand Mr. Song, our company is committed to satisfying customers, I will report the problem to you, and try to solve your problem as soon as possible. ]

Song Yanqing chatted with the system for a while, when the old man got excited, he slapped the table and scolded: "You may not believe me, I saw a water ghost once when I was ten years old, oops, just dragged my sister into it!" The water is gone. I wanted to go down to save it, but the ghost stared at me in the water."

"The old man still remembers what happened so long ago." Song Yanqing said casually.

The old man took a puff of the cigarette Song Yanqing gave him, clicked his mouth and said, "You young people don't understand, but when you get old, you have a very good memory. You can remember things that you couldn't remember before. That face, hiss, is pale and pale. , with hollow eyes, scaring me to death."

The old man seemed to have a deep hatred for ghosts. Song Yanqing thought back to He Chuanhua, who was only thinking about exorcising ghosts and demons, and wondered if He Chuanhua had encountered such a thing before.

Song Yanqing was lost in thought when suddenly he heard someone calling him from a distance.

When he turned around, it was He Chuanhua.His face was still a little pale, but it was no longer the crumbling look just now.

Hao Qingshan stood beside He Chuanhua, the two seemed to be very close.

They walked to Song Yanqing, Song Yanqing handed over the unopened water, Hao Qingshan took the water and gulped down half a bottle before recovering.

Seeing that Song Yanqing only handed over a bottle of water, He Chuanhua said, "How many bottles did you buy?"

"Two, put the wallet in your bag, I forgot to take it upstairs." Song Yanqing said.

He took the bag on Hao Qingshan's back, took out his wallet and pulled out a five yuan ticket, just about to buy another bottle from the old man who sold water.He Chuanhua suddenly reached out to grab the water bottle that Song Yanqing had placed beside him and asked, "What did you drink?"

Song Yanqing nodded, He Chuanhua didn't speak any more, just unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it directly.

Song Yanqing took five yuan and secretly observed He Chuanhua's expression.There was no change in his face, but his ears were red.

'Oh yo, why is he shy. Song Yanqing said to the system: "You said he is used to being frugal, or he wants to talk to me directly." '

The system didn't answer, but just threw out the real-time data: [dependency value 90/100, evaluation: Is this an indirect kiss, did he find out my clumsy trick. ]

Song Yanqing was originally just joking, but when she saw this comment.He suddenly felt that the temperature on his face was a little high. He patted his cheek, but he couldn't calm himself down.

He took a deep breath, avoiding He Chuanhua's gaze, pretending to be relaxed and teasing the system: "I didn't expect him to be so innocent and cute, I can do it." '

The system asked: [Mr. Song likes it? ]

Song Yanqing just wanted to say, of course not, it was just a joke, but she didn't know how to say it.

A soft sound attracted Song Yanqing's attention. He looked up and saw that the bottle in He Chuanhua's hand was crushed by him.

The eyes of the two collided, and He Chuanhua was the first to look away guiltily.

Song Yanqing had the illusion that he was bullying innocent boys. Hao Qingshan looked at He Chuanhua's hypocritical attitude, smacked his lips and said, "I'll go back first, and if there is something to do, I will call the ghost school. The reincarnation has been transformed into a demon, and I have already died. I will continue to investigate this matter, and I must give my junior a reasonable explanation."

He Chuanhua nodded and said: "Brother, please, I will take care of the ghost king."

Song Yanqing said in her heart, no, you can't handle it well.

When the two spoke, they did not deliberately lower their voices.

The old water seller watched for a while, then slapped his head and pointed at Hao Qingshan and said, "Oh, young man, so you are still a Taoist priest. Oh, I asked you to help me calculate my granddaughter's fate before I knew about it." , she happened to be in the local area at the time."

Hao Qingshan paused, he turned his head and looked at the old man carefully, as if he remembered something and suddenly realized: "I remember, I remembered, when your granddaughter was around, I took a look at her face while paying the bill."

"How's her life?" the old man asked nervously.

Hao Qingshan said heartily: "It's hard to say, although she is not rich, but she is also harmonious and beautiful. Father, your granddaughter's life is good, you can rest assured."

He Chuanhua looked at Hao Qingshan's back, and didn't look away until he got into a taxi.

He counted with his fingers, stretched out his hand to grab Song Yanqing and walked back.

"What's going on?" Song Yanqing asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"The old man's son and granddaughter are college students, and they went to other places after school started a few months ago." He Chuanhua replied: "Hao Qingshan told me that he just entered the city a few days ago."

Song Yanqing was taken aback, and just about to ask, He Chuanhua said again: "Go back and draw a talisman. If you failed to kill Hongji today, he will soon turn evil, and only the thunder of heaven can kill him."

Song Yanqing asked hesitantly, "Is it okay not to kill him?"

"The King of Ghosts was born to bring disaster to the common people." He Chuanhua said with a serious expression, "He is the King of Ghosts, so he must die."

Song Yanqing quickly flipped through the original text in her mind, Hong Ji only killed two people in the full text, and neither of them came out of her original intention.

When killing one time, he lost his mind and killed the heroine.The other person he killed was He Chuanhua who was trying to die with him. To be precise, He Chuanhua was killed by the thunder he attracted.

It has to be said that Hongji is a hero with extremely positive views.

Song Yanqing said to He Chuanhua; "If he doesn't kill people, will you kill him too? Let the two of you have a good relationship and don't provoke others."

He Chuanhua stopped, looked at Song Yanqing thoughtfully and said, "Then why did you kill him before?"

Song Yanqing opened her mouth, held back for a long time and said softly: "I didn't intend to really kill him, I just..."

He Chuanhua asked, "What is it?"

Song Yanqing didn't speak, and walked back while pulling He Chuanhua's wrist.

He Chuanhua observed Song Yanqing's expression, thought for a while and said, "Because I think, so even if you don't want to, you will kill him. Is that so?"

Song Yanqing said in her heart: 'No, I just want you to live. '

He couldn't tell He Chuanhua.When Hongji transformed into Mo Nanchen, he looked at that face, and in his heart was nothing but regret.

In the previous world, he would not be so obedient to the plot, and not so content with the status quo.

If he had really made up his mind and killed Luo Qiuyi directly, wouldn't everything that followed would have happened.Could it be that they would not be besieged in the guest room at the helm, and Mo Nanchen would not commit suicide by holding his body that had lost its temperature.

He was an outsider who knew the plot, and Mo Nanchen, who hadn't been controlled by the plot, acted decisively.When he made up his mind, he found it was too late.

When Song Yanqing was bewitched by Hongji, there was a voice in his heart that shouted, as long as he was killed, He Chuanhua would not end up in the same end, would not die in front of him, and would not repeat the same mistakes.

He suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, and said to the system: 'It's over, I've changed.I actually wanted to save another person by killing one person, quickly, help me get rid of this idea. '

The system laughed twice, and said calmly: [Mr. Song, you should learn to get used to it. ]

'Accustomed to what? ' Song Yanqing asked.

[In fact, as Mr. Song's system, I don't think there is anything wrong with Mr. Song's decision. ] The system paused and continued: [I'm just a system, and I can only think from the perspective of Mr. Song.Obviously, removing the moral aspect, killing Hongji is beneficial and harmless to Mr. Song. ]

The more Song Yanqing listened to it, the more she felt strange: "Why didn't you say that the protagonist is immortal this time?" '

[The protagonist of the last world was killed by you. ] The system replied.

Song Yanqing chatted lively with the system, didn't pay attention to the road ahead, pulled He Chuanhua and bumped into a person.

Before he had time to move, He Chuanhua pulled him into his arms and sincerely apologized to the boy who looked like a student.

The boy waved his hand to signal that he shouldn't care. He Chuanhua looked at his face and held back for a long time. Finally, he couldn't hold back, and said, "You have a bloody disaster recently, which is related to fire."

The boy's face immediately darkened, his companion looked at He Chuanhua for a few times, and said in a bad tone: "Who are you cursing?"

He Chuanhua glanced at his companion, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Song Yanqing tugged at his sleeve, and dragged him away with an apologetic smile.

"Don't tell me, he also suffered a bloody disaster." Song Yanqing said to He Chuanhua.

"It's not just him." He Chuanhua looked at the six boys and said, "They probably encountered the fire on the same day."

The six boys seemed to be in the same dormitory, and they were still discussing tomorrow morning's class.

Song Yanqing whispered: "Are you sure?"

He Chuanhua pinched his fingers and said: "It's not a match for fate, they should live to old age, and they probably were rescued in time."

Once Song Yanqing heard that their lives should not die, she didn't care anymore.

When they were having breakfast the next day, Song Yanqing looked up and saw the small TV hanging on the wall broadcasting news while holding the steamed stuffed bun in her mouth.

[At 4 o'clock in the morning today, a fire broke out in the men's dormitory of T University. Six victims were found at the scene. The cause of the fire is under investigation. ]

Song Yanqing turned to look at He Chuanhua, and He Chuanhua fiddled with the copper coins and said, "Someone murdered them, and ghosts murdered them."

He took out the consecrated jewelry that he had not had time to give to the little nurse from his arms, it was a necklace.

He pinched the small pendant on it, looked at it for a long time, and smiled with a corner of his mouth: "Did you see, there is a formation inside."

Song Yanqing looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything. He asked suspiciously, "What formation?"

"The formation is the same as the ghost shop and ghost school. It's for raising ghosts." He Chuanhua tapped on the pendant, and several black lines appeared on the crystal pendant.

"Your brother?" Song Yanqing thought of a possibility, took a deep breath and said, "Why did he do this?"

"The hospital has the most yin energy. It is inconvenient for him to set up formations directly in the hospital, but he can let the people in the hospital bring the formations in." He Chuanhua said coldly: "As for why he wants to raise ghosts, I think it is probably to drive away ghosts. .”

"To exorcise ghosts, but to raise ghosts?" Song Yanqing asked.

He Chuanhua poked the steamed stuffed bun in the bowl with his chopsticks, and said casually: "Catching ghosts and eliminating demons will increase your merit. Lonely ghosts and wild ghosts can't be killed, so you have to send them to reincarnate. But if you don't do harm to the world's big evil ghosts, that's merit. One thing. Lonely souls are common, and there are so many evil ghosts that harm people."

Seeing that Song Yanqing was listening seriously, he continued to explain: "A person will go to hell after death. If you have cultivated a lot of merits in life, even if the means are improper, as long as you don't get discovered by the lower levels. Even if you can't be an official after death, It can also cast a good tire."

Song Yanqing sighed and said, "Your brother thinks so far."

Holding the pendant, He Chuanhua said in an erratic voice: "Senior Brother Hao, you are really my good senior brother. If you can't change your life in this life, you can change your life in the next life. In the end, you still want to blame me for all your sins. It's really tricky." ah."

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