ghost master

After Wang Xiaopang went back, he was a little angry with himself, thinking that he forgave too quickly, which would only make Han Lin oppress him even more.

But... Even if he gets angry, the ghost will only put on a straight face and teach him a lesson, right?

Wang Xiaopang didn't know what to do, so he huddled under the blanket and ignored Han Lin all night, and made a gesture to the ghost to let him know that he was still angry.

However, Wang Xiaopang's behavior has no other ideas except to make Han Lin feel that he is stupid.

The next day Wang Xiaopang got up and went to find Tian Zixuan, wanting to have breakfast with him, by the way, tell him about his feat of killing five wolves yesterday.

In the past, Tian Zixuan would occasionally take the initiative to invite Wang Xiaopang to the cafeteria for dinner, but in the past half a year, Wang Xiaopang has been looking for Tian Zixuan on his own initiative, and Tian Zixuan politely rejected him on the grounds of cultivation twice out of the three times. Ordinary people have already noticed the alienation of the other party, but Wang Xiaopang didn't notice it. Instead, he admired Tian Zixuan even more in his heart. He felt that his senior brother was very powerful and amazing. No one forced him to practice hard all day long. If it had been different, he would have been lying under the blanket with snacks and melon seeds, reading comic books.

Wang Xiaopang walked briskly, but Han Lin stopped him before he stepped on the steps in front of Tian Zixuan's door.

"Come back another day." Han Lin said lightly, Han Xingshan came to stay overnight yesterday, and he will still be staying in Tian Zixuan's room. Wang Xiaopang didn't know about it, and he didn't intend to tell him.

"Why?" Wang Xiaopang didn't understand.

"No reason." Han Lin patted the back of Wang Xiaopang's head lightly, and ordered by the way: "When you come back after breakfast, go and get a new Taoist uniform."

"Oh..." Wang Xiaopang murmured, although he really wanted to have a meal with Tian Zixuan, but he followed Han Lin obediently.

He was afraid that Han Lin would throw him to Xueyeling again.

Not long after the two of them left, a tall young man with a rather arrogant temperament came with a sword, and fell silently into this remote and slightly cold courtyard.

Han Yang knew that Wang Xiaopang was not there. If Han Lin was really with Wang Xiaopang, he would definitely find him with his powerful spiritual sense, and the two would probably have conflicts at that time.

After all, he was the one who killed Han Lin.

Although Han Lin is dead, he was a cultivator at the transformation stage before he was alive, a whole level higher than him, so Han Yang thought about it last night, he should not approach Wang Xiaopang rashly before he is absolutely sure. So as not to startle the snake.

There were two men sleeping in a certain room on the east side of the yard. Han Yang felt a little strange and then he didn't care anymore. He disappeared from the yard in a flash and entered Wang Xiaopang's room.

Han Yang and Han Lin have been brothers for 400 years, and they are very clear about Han Lin's little habits, so they want to find evidence that Han Lin really still exists in this room, even if it is just a trace.

The small room is very neat, with teapots and upside-down teacups placed on the round table in the center, a single wooden bed in the corner on the left, with dark blue quilts stacked squarely, and a wardrobe next to the bed. There are two pairs of children's boots underneath.

For an 11-year-old, the house seemed too clean and tidy.Han Yang looked to the right side of the room, where there were bookcases, tables and chairs, he smiled slightly, and walked directly towards the bookcase.

Han Lin loves cleanliness. Not only does he always keep the room tidy, but he also pursues meticulousness in some small places. For example, he will sort the books and arrange them from left to right according to the number of words and strokes in the title. Books with short titles On the left, if the number of words is the same, the one with fewer strokes is on the left.

Han Yang's eyes fell on the first floor of the bookcase: "Magic Array", "Introduction to Array", "Five Elements Array", "Array Flag and Array Plate"...

Obviously, this layer is books about formations, and they are arranged according to the number of words and strokes according to Han Lin's habit...

Han Yang's eyes darkened, and his heart suddenly became complicated.

Sure enough, Han Lin still exists, it shouldn't be, he clearly saw him fainted under the thunder.

The five-storey bookcase is full of books about cultivation, all of which are some introductory knowledge, presumably used by Han Lin when he taught Wang Xiaopang, and there are more than a dozen books on the desk, which are different from the rigorous style of the bookcase. A few books are placed in a mess, including a few poetry books of the mortal world, a few children's copybooks, a few picture books, and a few story books with childish titles.

Han Yang stared at a children's copybook for a while, then stretched out his hand to open it, and saw ten "Rin" characters written on it with a brush. "Ugly" is written by another person, with strong handwriting and flowing strokes.

"Master's name is so difficult to write...there are so many strokes..."

"My own handwriting is ugly and I blame my deity's name?"

Han Lin leaned over and held Wang Xiaopang's hand, and wrote with his pen: Ugly!

Looking at the copybook on this page, Han Yang could almost imagine the scene at that time. He stretched out his hand to touch the word "ugly", with a slight smile on his face, and was about to turn to the next page when he heard a low hum. .

The sound came from the room where two men slept. Although the two men inside had put up soundproofing restrictions, it was useless to Han Yang in the Nascent Soul Stage.

One man was panting wantonly, and the other was moaning in silence. Han Yang naturally knew what such an ambiguous voice was, and he didn't intend to care about it at first, but when he saw the face of the young man who had been entered, he suddenly felt thought.

Han Yang remembered that this handsome young man was the one who stood beside Wang Xiaopang at the Zongmen Grand Sacrifice. After Wang Xiaopang fainted, it was this young man who took him away from the scene.

This young man seems to have a good relationship with Wang Xiaopang.

Han Yang thought for a while, and appeared in Tian Zixuan's room in the next second. The two entangled on the bed did not notice him. Tian Zixuan, and Tian Zixuan frowned and closed his eyes, with an expression of joy and pain.

"Is it comfortable?" Han Xingshan stretched out his hand to pinch Tian Zixuan's chin, he closed his eyes dissatisfied: "Look at me!"

Tian Zixuan was disgusted in his heart, but Han Xingshan had a mid-stage foundation cultivation, and it was only a matter of waving his hand to kill him at the sixth level of Qi Refining, so he had to open his eyes to see Han Xingshan, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a The tall man stood silently at the end of the bed and looked at them, his body shook in shock, his flushed face turned pale instantly.

Han Xingshan was released by Tian Zixuan with such force and immediately handed over his gun. He lay on Tian Zixuan's body and moved his buttocks a few times, and then realized that Tian Zixuan's expression was wrong, so he followed his gaze and turned back, and immediately walked away in shock. Tian Zixuan rolled off his body.

"Elder!" Han Xingshan knelt down to Han Yang regardless of his clothes.

Although Han Yang seldom appeared in front of the disciples, he was the face of the sect, and he was tall, handsome and imposing. Han Xingshan only saw him once and remembered it.

Naturally, Tian Zixuan did too, so regardless of the discomfort behind him, he immediately rolled over and got out of bed, and knelt down in front of Han Yang.

"you two……"

"Elder! It's this guy who seduced me!" Han Xingshan complained before Han Yang finished speaking. He was an imperial doctor before he entered the realm of cultivation, but after entering the realm of cultivation, he naturally became an alchemist. He is famous, and he already has a Taoist companion, and his habit of breaking his sleeves is despised by others. If his collusion with Tian Zixuan is exposed, it will be difficult for him to stay in the sect in the future.

So Han Xingshan pushed Tian Zixuan out without even thinking about it.

Tian Zixuan trembled with anger, but knelt on the ground and remained silent. He knew that his cultivation and status were far inferior to Han Xingshan's, so he thought that he was finished, and his handsome face was as pale as paper.

"Why did you interrupt me before I finished speaking?" Han Yang sternly shouted, and waved his hand in the air. He obviously missed Han Xingshan, but Han Xingshan fell heavily to the ground. First, he knocked his head hard on the ground, and then The right cheek is highly swollen.

Seeing Han Xingshan being slapped, Tian Zixuan felt very happy in his heart. With his head down all the time, he couldn't help but quietly raised his eyes to look at Han Yang, feeling a little fond of him in his heart.

Sensing Tian Zixuan's gaze, Han Yang turned his eyeballs to look at him, Tian Zixuan suddenly met those blood-red eyes and couldn't help but panic, and quickly lowered his head again.

Han Yang looked down at the naked Tian Zixuan from a high position, saw mottled hickey marks on his body, and a milky white thing between his thighs, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't like it, so he hung it on the bed rail with a wave His coat was put on Tian Zixuan's body.

Han Yang was not interested in Tian Zixuan's body, but because of his behavior, Tian Zixuan grew fond of him again.

After Tian Zixuan put on his coat, Han Yang asked him: "Did you seduce him?"

Tian Zixuan glanced at Han Xingshan who was lying beside him with disgust, and firmly denied: "No, he forced me!"

Since Han Xingshan blamed him first, he naturally had to defend himself.

Han Xingshan, who fell on the ground, was furious immediately, and yelled at Tian Zixuan: "Bitch! Every time I come to you, I give you pills, how dare you say that I forced you?!"

Tian Zixuan's face was ashen but silent, no matter what, it was true that he asked Han Xingshan for the elixir, and he had been a servant for 14 years, so he was used to silently enduring it, so he didn't justify himself.

However, blood suddenly hit his face, and Tian Zixuan, who was sprayed with hot blood, was stunned, and his eyes widened in horror as he looked at the head that rolled down in front of him.

The head fell off too fast, Han Xingshan, who was still alive, looked at Tian Zixuan in disbelief, he blinked, and the next moment his spirit left his body and rushed out of the room.

It doesn't matter if the body is dead, he can still take away a person's body and rebirth!

Han Yang snorted coldly, the soul that had just escaped to the window was surrounded by a ball of black fire, only heard the shrill scream, and Han Xingshan's soul was annihilated in the blink of an eye.

Han Yang suddenly realized that the soul of a monk has spiritual power and can be seen, while ordinary ghosts can only be seen by people with ghost eyes, but he cannot see Han Lin.

This shows that Han Lin's soul is incomplete.