ghost master

The huge vortex on the sea was slowly disappearing. The man in white looked up at the gloomy sky for a long time. He didn't turn his head to look at the island not far away until the dark clouds cleared and the sky shone with warm sunshine.

A dragon cry sounded, full of sadness, so Han Lin knew that Chaotian felt it too.

The catastrophe could come at any time.

very close.

Han Lin smiled wryly and flew towards them. Wang Xiaopang didn't understand what happened just now, only that the huge vortex was gone.

"Master, did you make that big hole in the sea?" Wang Xiaopang asked, obediently letting Han Lin hold him in his arms.

"Hmm." Han Lin patted his head, then patted the back of the dragon facing the sky, knowing the sky, carrying them a dragon wagging its tail and rushing into the cloud.

"It's fun!" Wang Xiaopang grinned, the scene just now was indeed spectacular, even the immature Wang Xiaopang was shocked.

"... If there is a chance in the future, Master will show it to you." Han Lin said meaningfully, resting his chin on Wang Xiaopang's head.

Chaotian shuttled through the clouds and mist, leading them all the way to the north, Wang Xiaopang played in Han Lin's arms for a while, and then asked belatedly: "Master, where are we going?"

"Your Uncle Lin..." Han Lin paused before he could finish speaking. He pondered for a while, then stared at the young man in his arms for a long time, with deep eyes.

"Little Fatty, do you want to cultivate immortality?" Han Lin grabbed the boy's hand and played with his fingers while asking.

Thinking about it carefully, Fatty Cultivation King never took the initiative. At the beginning, he was persecuting him. Even if he started to practice hard later, it was just to meet his own expectations.

Maybe it's time to give him the freedom to live the life he wants instead of imposing those expectations, pressures, and responsibilities on him.

"Cultivation?" Wang Xiaopang seemed to understand.

"It's just like this deity, through cultivation and improvement, those who become Daoists can call wind and rain, and even ascend to another wider world." Han Lin explained, not going into too much detail, since children don't understand anyway.

"Like a master..." Wang Xiaopang blinked his eyes a few times, thinking that Han Lin was meditating almost day and night, and immediately wrinkled his face in fear: "It seems to be very hard work!"

"It's hard... not necessarily, it depends on the individual." Han Lin said, with nostalgia and complexity in his eyes: "Master, before meeting Xiaopang, he was not very interested in anything, and he didn't have any hobbies. There is nothing to hate, because I have ice roots, everyone has expectations of me, and I fulfilled their expectations. Anyway, I don’t know what to do, so cultivation is not hard for me , it killed my boredom and time very well. And after meeting you..."

Han Lin seemed to have thought of something, and a faint smile appeared on that handsome face: "I really want to become stronger, I want to protect you and be your reliance, so cultivation is not bitter at all."

Wang Xiaopang listened dumbly, and scratched his head with his hands in confusion. Han Lin smiled, and he didn't blame him for being confused. At the end, he added: "However, senior Han Guangzong also paid attention to my cultivation. There is a lot of drive, I want to be like him, strong and compassionate, making people feel worthy of becoming a fairy."

Wang Xiaopang understood: "Master, do you want to be a fairy?"

Han Lin denied it with a smile: "No, I just admire people like Senior."

Wang Xiaopang has almost no impression of Han Guangzong, so he doesn't know Han Lin's feelings, but he still happily said: "I also have people I admire!"

Han Lin became interested, and there was anticipation and tension in his heart: "Oh? Who?"

"My father!" Wang Xiaopang seldom thought of his parents, but now he remembered again, "My father is the county magistrate! He is a great official!"

"..." Han Lin's heart was empty, although his face did not show disappointment, his voice was inevitably a little low: "Is the county magistrate... the county magistrate...does Fatty also want to be the county magistrate?"

Wang Xiaopang nodded vigorously, with a bright smile on his face: "Yes! I want to be a county magistrate! Just like my father!"

Han Lin also laughed, feeling a little bitter, but more relieved.

"Then we won't be cultivating immortals." Han Lin said softly, his eyes full of indulgence: "If Xiaopang, he will definitely become a good county magistrate. Chaotian, turn around and go to Xiaopang's house!"

Above the white clouds, a dragon's cry sounded.

...

Han Lin sent Wang Xiaopang to a valley near his village, and spent a day building a small courtyard and setting up restrictions in the valley.

After coaxing Wang Xiaopang to sleep after taking the medicine, Han Lin called the spirit devourer and Lei Ling outside.

"Xiao Pang's current condition is not suitable for going home. His parents are old, and seeing him like this will inevitably be irritated, so you two are here to take care of him, and let him go home after his demon soul has completely faded." Han After finishing speaking, Rin took out Wang Xiaopang's medicine and handed it to the spirit devourer, "Only a little black spot remains in his soul, and I guess it will be completely cured after taking the medicine for another month, but just in case One, I still teach you the formula to draw out his soul."

After Han Lin finished speaking, he taught them the formula in detail, and then Lei Ling jumped up and down in the air a few times to show that he had memorized it.

Han Lin then knew that there was nothing wrong with Lei Ling. The little guy never thought of running away since he recognized Wang Xiaopang.

As for the devouring insects...

Han Lin looked at the doll-shaped spirit-eating insect, and his expression became solemn: "Spirit-eating insect, you already know how to recognize people's hearts to survive before you are enlightened, and now you are fully enlightened and even more intelligent, so the task of taking care of Xiaopang is the main task. I still have to rely on you, but I know that you are a person whose interests are paramount, so if you have any requirements, you can make them, as long as I can meet them..."

Without waiting for Han Lin to finish speaking, the spirit devourer pointed to Chaotian aside: "I want him!"

Both Han Lin and Chaotian were taken aback, and then Chaotian blushed excitedly. Just as he was about to step forward and say something to the spirit-eating insect, the spirit-eating insect changed his words again:

"Kidding."

The spirit-eating insect stuck out its tongue at Chaotian: "I don't want you."

Chaotian retreated a little depressed, and the spirit devourer looked at Han Lin, and continued: "Don't worry, I will take good care of him even if it doesn't do any good, how can I put it...it was also the one who hatched me from my stomach" Mother 'no?"

If it was the "mother" who yelled blindly to survive at first, now it has indeed brought emotion.

Han Lin took a deep look at the little doll, and then handed Wang Xiaopang's clothes, toys, etc. to him in a storage bag. After the spirit devouring insects were put away, he turned and walked towards the newly built hut.

Wang Xiaopang was sleeping soundly in the room, his slender limbs were spread out in a big font, and the quilt almost fell to the ground.

Han Lin helped him cover the quilt, then bowed his head and kissed his forehead.

He didn't dare to kiss, Wang Xiaopang was unexpectedly sensitive to the touch of his lips, even if his mouth was lightly touched in sleep, he would suddenly wake up.

Standing up, Han Lin turned to leave, but his sleeve was grabbed by a white hand. He froze for a moment, then turned around, and met a pair of foggy and blurred eyes.

"Where are you going, master?" Wang Xiaopang yawned. It's not like he never got up in the middle of the night, but the strange environment made him want to be alone.

"...not going anywhere." Han Lin sat on the edge of the bed and asked him softly, "Are you woken up by me?"

"En." Wang Xiaopang replied, "Master secretly kissed me again."

Han Lin looked down at him: "Don't like it?"

Wang Xiaopang shook his head, Han Lin thought about it, and his heart beat a little faster: "Then...do you like it?"

Wang Xiaopang laughed foolishly, turned his head and yawned again, closed his eyes and fell asleep again without answering Han Lin's question.

Han Lin smiled wryly, and grabbed Wang Xiaopang's hand to accompany him to sleep. When Wang Xiaopang's breathing became deep and even, he got up again, but instead of leaving immediately, he went to the table and took out a pen and paper to write. .

However, Han Lin kept writing the contents of a piece of paper all night. He didn't fold and seal the letter until dawn broke in the sky and birds sang in the valley.

Looking back, the boy lying on the bed was still soundly asleep, but Han Lin knew that he would wake up soon, so he didn't hesitate and left the room quietly.

In the yard, two furry children were sitting side by side on the grass talking, and they stood up when they saw Han Lin come out.

Han Lin handed over the letter: "When Xiaopang recovers his memory, if I haven't come back, you can give this letter to him."

The spirit devourer took it, he looked at the letter, then looked up at Han Lin, "You mean, maybe you won't come back?"

"I'll be back." Han Lin looked into the distance with misty eyes: "Just in case."

"That's why I won't come back." The spirit devourer put his face on a child's face, but mocked with a smile: "Generally speaking, it is impossible to come back."

"..." Han Lin was silent for a moment, then repeated: "I will be back."

After Han Lin finished speaking, he patted Chao Tian's back: "Let's go."

Chaotian looked at the devouring spirit worm reluctantly, and finally called out "Little Wife", before turning into a giant dragon and carrying Han Lin away.

As soon as they left, Wang Xiaopang came out of the room with a confused face, muttering: "Master, it's morning..."

After Wang Xiaopang was used to Han Lin, he would call him when he woke up, because he was only three years old and couldn't wash his face or dress well, and Han Lin would stop to help him even if he practiced to a critical moment. .

In fact, if Wang Xiaopang hadn't been brought with him, Han Lin could have returned to the stage of transformation earlier, but he really couldn't let it go.

But at this time, I have to let go no matter how hard I can let go.

"Your master has already left." Spirit Devourer said, walking towards Wang Xiaopang with short legs, "Come on, I'll take you to the stream to wash your face...Mother."

"Ha—" Changchang yawned a lot, and the boy was still carefree: "Why do you call me mother?"

"You are."

The young man was confused, but he didn't pursue further: "Where did Master go?"

"Going to the person he cares about the most." Xiaowa pulled the boy and walked slowly.

"who's that?"

"It's not you."

The boy squatting by the stream to wash his face was stunned for a moment, feeling a little strange in his heart, but when a rabbit ran past him, he didn't care anymore.

"Wow there are rabbits!"