ghost master

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When Tian Zixuan came back, as soon as he entered the yard, he saw a pig lying under a tree in the middle of the yard looking at him. Tian Zixuan was taken aback, and his footsteps also paused. He looked at the piglet for a while, and then walked towards Xiao Wang. fat room.

When Wang Xiaopang came back, Tian Zixuan knew with his divine sense that the boy was lying on the desk practicing calligraphy, his handwriting was as ugly as ever.

Tian Zixuan knocked on the door, and then a boy's unique clear voice came from the room: "Come in!"

Tian Zixuan pushed the door open and went in, Wang Xiaopang twisted his body and lay on the back of the chair and looked at him with a smile, still holding a brush made of thin bamboo in his hand.

"Um... I saw a pig in the yard..." Tian Zixuan pointed to the yard.

"That's my pig." Wang Xiaopang put down the brush and jumped off the chair. He reached out and patted the storage bag on his waist, and took out a few packs of New Year's goods from it: "This is what my parents asked me to bring. For you, a pack of persimmons, which my uncle planted and dried in the sun, a pack of peanut candy and twist, and this flower cake, made by my mother herself."

Tian Zixuan didn't expect that Wang Xiaopang would bring him something from home. Although it was just some food, the friendship in it was much more important than those pills Han Xingshan gave him, so his heart warmed up, and his handsome and soft face burst into tears. A blush came.

"Why is this so embarrassing?" Tian Zixuan felt this kind of ordinary warmth for the first time. When he was a child, his family was poor, and he was very satisfied to be able to eat noodles during the Chinese New Year. Later, he was bought by the little prince, although the food and clothing became extravagant. , but it is also based on being played by the little prince. There is no such thing as a New Year gift that is purely remembered and sincerely sent with blessings.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? It's not something expensive." After Wang Xiaopang finished speaking, he stuffed those New Year's goods into Tian Zixuan's arms. Tian Zixuan blushed and thought about it, and then put those New Year's goods into the storage. bag.

Wang Xiaopang saw that Tian Zixuan had taken it away, he wanted to chat with him again, but he yelled "ahhh" twice, and then covered his ears.

"My master urged me to go back to practice calligraphy." Wang Xiaopang looked at Tian Zixuan regretfully, but soon laughed again: "Brother, let's go to the cafeteria for dinner tomorrow morning!"

Tian Zixuan smiled and agreed, he left Wang Xiaopang's room and closed the door for him, and walked towards his own room through the snow-covered courtyard.

"Hmph, hum." When passing under the tree in the middle of the yard, the pink piglet hummed to Tian Zixuan a few times. Tian Zixuan took a look at it and felt that it was an ordinary pig. It's so cute, so I wanted to touch it a few times, but it stood up, ran to the door of Wang Xiaopang's room with four short legs, and knocked on the door of the room with the two pig's feet in front of it.

The door opened, Piggy jumped in, and the door closed again.

Quite spiritual.Tian Zixuan was quite surprised, he didn't know that this pig was bathed in wood aura from birth, so it was smarter than other pigs.

The next day the two went to the cafeteria to have breakfast together as agreed, and Wang Xiaopang took his pig along with him, and everyone in the sect laughed at him when they saw it.

"Wang Xiaozhu, where did that pig come from?"

"My family raised it."

"Your father who is the county magistrate still raises pigs?"

"My father is no longer a county magistrate, and now he specializes in raising pigs."

"No wonder your name is Wang Xiaozhu!"

Wang Xiaopang didn't bother to pay attention to his nicknames too much, and he fed the pig by the way, giving it porridge or something, as if he kept this piglet as a pet.

Seeing this, Tian Zixuan admired him a lot. He couldn't stand being criticized by others. He used to feel angry and aggrieved when he was called Master Rabbit. No matter how long it took, he couldn't calm down.

Looking at Wang Xiaopang who was enjoying himself feeding the piglets, Han Lin suddenly remembered the Lei Ling that Lin Xiyuan gave Wang Xiaopang. At first, it was put in a spirit beast bottle and hung around Wang Xiaopang's neck. It was too conspicuous to hang around the neck, so Wang Xiaopang put it in the storage bag, and the two of them put it to the back of their minds.

Since it is necessary to keep pets, it is better to raise Lei Ling bred by heaven and earth than to raise pigs.

So when Wang Xiaopang returned to the house with the piglet in his arms, Han Lin immediately asked Wang Xiaopang to find the spirit beast bottle containing Lei Ling from the storage bag.

"Lei Ling..." Wang Xiaopang pulled out the transparent bottle that was only as big as a little finger, and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look, only to see small blue-purple balls floating in the bottle, and fluff-like fluff around it. Tiny arcs.

"Put it aside, this deity will teach you to form a blood contract." Han Lin said, only after forming a blood contract will the spirit beast obey the master's order.

"Oh." Wang Xiaopang put the spirit beast bottle on the table, and looked at Han Lin with interest.

"Look at it." As soon as Han Lin finished speaking, his hands crossed in front of him. His two index fingers and middle fingers were pressed against each other, and the rest were interlocked together. He changed dozens of handprints in succession as if conjuring, the speed was so fast that there were afterimages around his hands, and the surroundings were full of wind. At the same time, he read without any haste: "The spirit of heaven and earth, the root of all things, the root of essence and blood. Strength, consonance and silence! Deed!"

The incantation and gesture ended at the same time, and the room became quiet, however, there was no response.

Wang Xiaopang blinked at Han Lin: "Failed?"

"This deity will fail?" Han Lin glanced at Wang Xiaopang coldly, put his hands down, and explained: "This deity is just a ghost now, how can he get blood? Without blood, there will be no blood contract."

After finishing speaking, Han Lin asked Wang Xiaopang, "How do you see it?"

"Eh—" Wang Xiaopang looked out the window with a guilty conscience.

Han Lin guessed that he would have this reaction, so he asked very calmly: "How much do you remember?"

"Two, twenty percent..." Wang Xiaopang tried to recall, but found that his mind was blank, and he didn't remember anything except the simplest handprint at the first time.

Han Lin stared at Wang Xiaopang, who lowered his head and looked guilty. He was silent for a while, and said lightly, "Do what you remember."

Wang Xiaopang was nervous, he didn't remember anything but he didn't dare not to do it, so he stretched out his hand and patted him in front of Han Lin's gaze.

"Crack!" Wang Xiaopang made a seal with his hands, and there was no movement.

"and then?"

"..." Wang Xiaopang didn't move, and was sweating profusely.

Han Lin lightly slapped Wang Xiaopang on the head, with no expression on his face, "If you can't remember, just say it, don't lie."

"Sorry……"

Next, Han Lin taught Wang Xiaopang one handprint and one handprint. Only then did Wang Xiaopang know that there are 36 kinds of handprints, and one kind of handprint will appear many times. In this way, it will take 360 ​​knots in total. Just memorize the handprints The order of the handprints gave him a headache, let alone cast this set of handprints in just a few seconds.

"Master... your hand speed has broken through the sky." After truly understanding how difficult it is to form a blood contract, Wang Xiaopang finally understood why he couldn't see anything Han Lin gestured except for the afterimage.

"Focus on your hands, and you can do it with spiritual energy. It's not as difficult as you think." After finishing speaking, Han Lin transformed into an ice bead and squeezed it in his hand: "Do it again, and you will be punished if you make a mistake."

"I haven't remembered everything yet..." Wang Xiaopang complained in his heart, fearing that Han Lin would hit his forehead with an ice bead, and that ghost could always hurt him with controlled force without hurting him.

"There is pressure to be motivated." Han Lin said rather coldly, and then gave an order: "Start!"

Wang Xiaopang hurriedly formed his handprints according to the order in his head, the top-handed pose, the crane-flying pose, the two-person pose, the horizontal seven pose...

"Wrong, it's not the concave type, but the mixed type."

An ice bead bounced past.

"oops!"

"Wrong, repeat a round from here, starting from the Crane Flying Form."

An ice bead bounced past.

"oops!"

One day later, Wang Xiaopang finally memorized the whole set of handprints. Han Lin was very dissatisfied with the progress, "I mastered this set of blood bond knots in one day, but it took you a day just to memorize."

"This set of handprints is too difficult..." Wang Xiaopang rubbed his red forehead, and looked at Han Lin with resentment, "Isn't there something simpler?"

"Yes, the 81-style blood deed." Han Lin saw Wang Xiaopang's appearance as an angry little daughter-in-law. After thinking about it, he conjured up an ice bead and stuffed it into Wang Xiaopang's mouth.

Wang Xiaopang was happy.

"How can a master who has 81 forms teach me 360 ​​forms?!" Wang Xiaopang yelled with an ice bead in his mouth.

"The low-level, top-level spirit beasts bred from heaven and earth like Lei Ling can't successfully form a bond without a high-level blood contract." Han Lin explained calmly, then grabbed Wang Xiaopang's hands, slender The big palm kneaded for Wang Xiaopang with gentle skill, soothing the muscles in his hands.

"Are your hands sore?"

"acid."

"Then continue practicing tomorrow."

"What about tonight?"

"Practice."

I knew it.Wang Xiaopang sucked the ice beads in his mouth unhappily. He wanted to complain to Han Lin, but when he saw that he lowered his eyes and concentrated on holding his hands to massage him, he couldn't help being silent for a while, and then squinted comfortably. He closed his eyes and said nothing.

After a while.

"Master, ah—" Wang Xiaopang opened his mouth to Han Lin, begging for a second ice bead.

"Ah, I won't give it."

"..."

Wang Xiaopang thought that he would be able to master the blood contract in three days at the latest, but it took him half a month to reach the hand speed requirement.

"You can read the spell slowly, but it must not be interrupted. The interval between two words is at most one second. If it exceeds one second, it will be regarded as an interruption of the blood contract." Han Lin told Wang Xiaopang seriously, because the blood contract needs to use the blood in his body. Essence and blood, so once you fail, you will hurt yourself: "The handprint and the mantra must be synchronized. If they cannot end at the same time, it is also a failure!"

"En!" Wang Xiaopang nodded, a little nervous.

The Blood Pact, which has been practiced hard for half a month, is finally ready to be used!

"Ready?" Han Lin waved his hand, and the spirit beast bottle on the table was suspended in the air.

"En!" Wang Xiaopang let out a long breath, his dark eyes fixed on the tiny Thunder Spirit in the spirit beast bottle.

Seeing that Wang Xiaopang was ready, Han Lin gave the order: "Start!"

Wang Xiaopang immediately circulated the spiritual power in his whole body, slowly circling along the meridians in his body, and when the big cycle was over, a drop of dark red blood was surrounded by spiritual power and moved to Wang Xiaopang's right hand.

"Out!" Wang Xiaopang pointed forward with his index finger and middle finger, and the drop of blood shot out from his fingertips, and was suspended in front of Wang Xiaopang surrounded by spiritual energy.

"The spirit of heaven and earth, the root of all things, the power of essence and blood, the consonance is silent!" Wang Xiaopang began to chant the mantra, and at the same time, he quickly made handprints in front of his body, and saw those handprints turned into golden shadows one by one, escaping into the essence and blood In the process, the blood essence emerged with a light golden color, first turning into a copper color, and finally completely turning into pure gold.

"Che!"

After the last handprint was formed, Wang Xiaopang yelled, and the golden blood shot towards Lei Ling in the spirit beast bottle. Han Lin, who was waiting by the side, quickly opened the stopper of the spirit beast bottle. The tiny "hairball" inside rushed out of the bottle at lightning speed.

That Lei Ling wanted to escape!As a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, how could it be willing to be controlled by others!However, Wang Xiaopang's blood essence had already arrived in front of it, and seeing that drop of blood essence was about to hit it, it changed its direction abruptly in the blink of an eye, and flew away towards the window!