ghost master

Wang Xiaopang is not afraid of such a big scene, he is the only son, but also an old son, Wang county magistrate and Mrs. Wang hold him in the palm of his hand and dote on him, every year the birthday party is always held grand, he has long been used to it So he smiled at those relatives, friends and guests, and began to look for the shadow of his parents.

County magistrate Wang greeted his old friend at a certain table, while Mrs. Wang sat at the main table and waved to Wang Xiaopang. When Wang Xiaopang saw his mother's soft eyebrows, his heart felt sour and he burst into tears. Come out and surprise the surrounding guests and servants.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Mrs. Wang quickly came over and hugged Wang Xiaopang, and wiped his tears with a silk handkerchief distressedly.

"No... I just went home... Seeing everyone pampering me so much... I feel happy..." Wang Xiaopang buried his head in his mother's arms, crying bitterly. He didn't feel that he was pampered before, but now When my son came back, I realized that it was really good to go home.

"Stupid child." Mrs. Wang only had this one son, and she had accumulated no less thoughts than Wang Xiaopang in this year, so she also burst into tears immediately, and the people around persuaded them for a while before they each stopped their tears.

The main character, Wang Xiaopang, was seated, and the servants and maidservants began to serve the dishes. Wang Xiaopang was under the supervision of Han Lin on weekdays, and he was given a stick of incense time to eat, so he developed the habit of burying his head and eating wildly, and a ball of dishes came out when he dropped his chopsticks. , the portion is enough for an ordinary person to eat two or three mouthfuls, but Wang Xiaopang stuffed it in one bite, and before swallowing, he picked up other dishes until his mouth was stuffed like a gluttonous hamster.

"Eat slowly." Mrs. Wang patted Wang Xiaopang's back lightly, for fear that he would choke.

Wang Xiaopang chewed with puffed cheeks, quietly looked at the ghost beside him, saw that he didn't respond, so he ate a little slower, and after a while peeked at him again, seeing that he still didn't respond, he was completely relieved and enjoyed the meal It's a party.

During the banquet, many people who wanted to curry favor with the Wang family came to talk to Wang Xiaopang, and some even brought their daughters over with the idea of ​​getting married.

People in remote places get married early, and half-aged children get married just after they have developed. If Wang Xiaopang hadn't entered the cultivation world, with the temperament of his parents, maybe this would have found him a fifteen- or six-year-old man. Wang Xiaopang's well-behaved maid has become a concubine. Whether Wang Xiaopang can do it is another matter. Let's sleep with her first. Many princes of aristocratic families are like this.

Wang Xiaopang doesn't understand that kind of thing very well, but he is like an ordinary boy, he will be shy when he sees a beautiful girl, and he will look twice, so he really looked at each other with a 13-year-old girl that night .

"My niece was originally favored by the eunuch and wanted to enter the palace for draft, but my cousin loved her dearly and knew the depth of the harem, so he didn't let her go. Otherwise, with my niece's beauty, she would definitely be the favorite concubine!" The middle-aged man said proudly, and the little girl was indeed handsome, and everyone around her liked it when they saw it.

This little girl is called Fei Xiu'er, she is not from this county, but the daughter of the prefect of Huishui City, her father pursues the technique of longevity, and knowing from Taoist Li that Wang Xiaopang is destined to be a fairy, he thought about taking him in as his son-in-law It's just that Wang Xiaopang was fat and a bit rustic in the past. He was not satisfied after meeting him once, so he didn't come here in person this time.

Fei Xiu'er is a nice little girl, well educated, and doesn't mind much about Wang Xiaopang's family background and appearance, her father asked her to come with her cousin to see her, but both uncle and niece Surprised, they didn't expect Wang Xiaopang to have a handsome face, wearing a robe like snow, and his temperament was dusty. In addition, they heard about Wang Xiaopang's competition with Li Daoren at the wine table in the afternoon, and they knew that he would have great supernatural powers. As soon as he got the technique, he had a good impression of Wang Xiaopang in his heart.

County Magistrate Wang and Mrs. Wang were also extremely satisfied with Fei Xiuer, and Mrs. Wang even pulled Wang Xiaopang aside, and asked him with a smile: "Xiao Pang, what do you think of Miss Xiuer?"

When Wang Xiaopang first saw Fei Xiuer, his heart beat wildly. In fact, Fei Xiuer was not the prettiest girl he had ever seen. There are as many as five or six people who are cultivators who are baptized by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It's different.

But those beautiful little girls in the Snow Heaven Sect look down on Wang Xiaopang from the mortal world, and Wang Xiaopang also feels that there is a sense of distance between him and them, so at most they can only look at them a few times without thinking about it, Fei Xiuer It's different, he can reach it, and she also likes him.

Wang Xiaopang peeked at Fei Xiu'er shyly, and was about to speak when he heard the ghost's cold voice: "Reject."

Wang Xiaopang was a little upset, he really liked that Fei Xiu'er, so he asked Han Lin in his heart: "Does Master even take care of my life's major affairs?" ]

"No, it's just inappropriate." Han Lin said solemnly: "One, it's faster to practice while maintaining the body of Yuanyang, two, you are young, and three, you are a cultivator and she is a mortal."

Wang Xiaopang doesn't care so much, [I'm not going to marry her right now, I'll help Master find your soul...]

Han Lin interrupted Wang Xiaopang unceremoniously, and poured cold water on him by the way: "She will already be an old woman by then."

Wang Xiaopang was stunned: [Will it take so long to find the soul? ]

"At least decades." Han Lin said blankly, this amount of time is nothing to a cultivator.

But for mortals, it is half a life or even a lifetime.

Wang Xiaopang panicked, decades!God!It took so long!So he will have to live under the oppression of this ghost for the next few decades? !

Wang Xiaopang suddenly felt that the whole world was dark, and he was obviously full of energy when he was practicing in the room just now.

Mrs. Wang saw Wang Xiaopang staring at a certain place in a daze, so she stretched out her hand and waved in front of his eyes, "Little Fatty? Why don't you talk?"

Wang Xiaopang looked at his mother, the shyness and excitement just now disappeared from his face.

"Mother, I..." Wang Xiaopang glanced at Fei Xiu'er who was not far away, and then at Han Lin. He lowered his head, "I've just started cultivating immortals, and I don't want to talk about marriage yet."

"What's the big deal?" Mrs. Wang said with a smile, "If you like her, mother and father will match you up, and you will get married in a few years. Although cultivating immortality is a good thing, a man also needs to start a family."

After Madam Wang finished speaking, she took Wang Xiaopang back, Wang Xiaopang was very happy to see his mother made the decision for him, and he became more and more obsessed with the look in Fei Xiuer's eyes, and even faintly began to regard her as own people.

Han Lin watched coldly from the side. He intended to train Wang Xiaopang to support the Snow Sky Sect, so he naturally didn't want him to be involved too much with the mortal world. The idea is to ruin the marriage.

How to destroy it?It's very simple, as long as Shang Wang Xiaopang refuses for him.

But it is best to let Wang Xiaopang cut off the idea of ​​falling in love.

Han Lin thought for a while, then bent down and whispered in Wang Xiaopang's ear, "My soul is in your body, so we share one body. You can marry a wife if you want, and I don't mind trying your wife."

Wang Xiaopang, who was talking shyly with Fei Xiuer, was shocked, and then clenched his fists angrily.

Ghost! ! !