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Chapter 39 Rakshasa
"He has grown up, and he is no longer the child you play with by the hem of his clothes on your lap." Bikongzi walked to his side, "Don't keep holding on to him."
"I'm holding him?" Qing Lingzi's expression turned ugly, "Since Qianliu was born, how many times have you come to see him? How many days have you been with him? I raised such a small child up and down, and cultivated my way of heaven. Zong Fengguang Jiyue’s first disciple whom everyone praises, you are here, you don’t give him a good face when you come, you find fault with him everywhere, what face do you have to accuse me?”
Bikongzi was born with sword bones and a cold heart, but he was most afraid that Qinglingzi would settle the score, "How can I find fault with him everywhere?"
He was eager to explain, but he was as reticent as he was, the more he explained, the darker Qing Lingzi's face became.
"Go back to your Discipline Hall!"
Qing Lingzi threw the umbrella in his hand to him, shook his sleeves and turned around, "Whatever Qianliu wants to do, let him do it, if I know you're meddling, I'll make sure you look good!"
"Junior Brother." Bikongzi held an umbrella and went to chase after him, "You misunderstood me."
The mist of flowers moves like stars, and the sea of clouds pushes aside.
The shadows of the branches faded away, and Nalan stood in the quiet room of the villa, having already changed into his real life attire.
The quiet room was filled with green smoke, and the three pillars of incense were half burned. He turned to look at the scroll, opened the door and walked out.
"Master, breakfast is ready." Aunt Lin, who was busy in the restaurant, saw Nalan standing at the stairs on the second floor, and said in a warm voice.
The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is faint, and sprinkled on the rose green plants, it seems to be covered with a layer of soft golden light.
Nalan walked towards the restaurant and took a seat at random.Aunt Lin brought breakfast to the dining table, "Master, are you coming back for lunch?"
Nalan picked up the milk and took a sip, "Aunt Lin?"
Aunt Lin has worked in the villa for several years, and she can say a few words in front of Nalan, "My little grandson is sick. I want to take a leave of absence in the afternoon and take him to the hospital."
Nalan was silent for a while, "...if there is no one to take care of you at home, you can bring them to the villa."
Aunt Lin looked at him blankly.
Nalan said again, "I'm going back to the old house for a few days, and I won't be back."
After finishing speaking, he put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, and walked to the master bedroom on the second floor.
The sea of light at night is brightly lit, even in the middle of the night, the lights are still feasting, and men and women are shuttling through the streets, which is very lively.
Xie Zhao came out of the KTV with his roommates, and said with a smile, "I won't go, it's so late, I'm so sleepy."
While combing his hair with a mirror, his friend Wang Ningxiu said, "A good student should go back to study. It's a weekend after all. If you don't have fun, how can you be worthy of yourself?"
Several roommates were deeply touched by his last sentence.
Xie Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then play slowly, I'll go back first."
The figures of the roommates disappeared into the crowd, and the smile on Xie Zhao's face gradually faded. He reached out and called a taxi, "Master, go to Jinxiu Garden."
Jinxiu Garden is near Gwanghae University, a house that "Xie Zhao" rented a few months ago, and he lives alone.
In the dark night, couples sitting on the benches by the side of the road, under the lights, a few moths fluttered around.The car stopped at the intersection, Xie Zhao paid to get out of the car, and walked towards the entrance of the community against the light of the moon.
There are scattered lights in the neighborhood.
Xie Zhao walked into the elevator and was about to press the button to go up to the eighth floor when a boy with colorfully dyed hair walked in.
"Look at what?"
There were several big holes in the trousers on the boy's legs, but he didn't care, "Haven't you seen the noble boy who killed Matt?"
Seeing that his legs were shaking all the time, Xie Zhao thought there was something wrong with his legs and feet, "...which floor do you want to go to?"
The young man who killed Matt turned a deaf ear, tilted his head and cursed, and didn't know what he was cursing.Xie Zhao waited for a while, seeing that he was still swearing, he simply ignored him and directly pressed the button to go to the eighth floor.
"Ding—" The elevator door opened.
Xie Zhao stepped out of the elevator and looked back at the Shamate boy, no, it should be said that it was the white mist beside him.
"What are you looking at?" The boy glared at him with a fierce tone, "Look again, be careful and I'll hit you!"
Xie Zhao, "..." He turned and left, walked to the end of the corridor, and took out the key to open the door.
The floor in the corridor was smooth and shiny, reflecting the foolish figure of the Shamat boy on the floor, and a cloud of water vapor loomed behind him, as if he was a little afraid of him.
"I asked you to scare him, not to help him!"
The young man who killed Matt scolded and walked towards the stairs, "You said that you were a top student when you were alive, and you will lose your mind when you die?"
He felt that something was wrong when he scolded here, "I'm so stupid, what reason can I make with you, a brainless ghost."
Shui Mist followed him far away, as if not daring to approach.After the young man who killed Matt finished cursing, he looked back and became even angrier, "What are you still doing standing there? Hurry up and help me find this hanged ghost!"
Bai Wu floated over in fear, and the boy who killed Matt was about to lose his temper when he scolded him, "I didn't scold you, how many orders did you say you broke me this month? If you can't catch this hanged ghost today, you have to Come with me to drink the northwest wind under the flyover."
If he had known that this green-clothed ghost was so cowardly, he would not have spent the 1 yuan to buy it. Damn it, Nalan Heyue made a fool of him.
The shadow of the moon is slanting to the west, and the shadows of the trees are whirling outside the window.
The faint moonlight refracted from the gaps in the window sills onto the bedroom floor, forming patches of light and shadow.
Xie Zhao fell asleep with a book on his pillow, his slightly curled body looked a little thin under the quilt.In the dead of night, there was the slight sound of iron chains mopping the floor outside the window, he opened his eyes suddenly, lifted the quilt and got up.
The silver hook outside the glass window was stained with blood, and crows came from all directions and landed on several big trees in the community. The crows rolled their bloody eyes and stared closely at the residential building where Xie Zhao lived.
Xie Zhao frowned and pulled down the curtain abruptly.The heavy curtains blocked the sight of the crows, but they couldn't stop the faint howls of ghosts and wolves in the air.
Weeping stick.
Soul lock chain.
If Xie Zhao didn't know what happened in the building, he would have crawled out of the grave in vain.
There was no light in the dark corridor, and the stairway looked like a giant monster in the abyss. The killer boy with colorful hair jumped from the ceiling, carrying the soul chain and rampaging.
Although the young man had already opened the barrier in advance, this area has already formed a "ghost hitting the wall", and if you don't pay attention, there will be unlucky ghosts breaking in.
The boy who killed Matt prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that the residents in this building would not go out in the middle of the night, he was about to lose it!
"boom--"
A large stone slab cracked from the corner of the wall and smashed in the direction where the Shamat boy was.
"Fuck!" The Shamat boy rolled on the ground, his colorful hair dyed gray immediately.
"Ghost in Tsing Yi! Come out!"
A few more stone slabs fell from the top of their heads, causing the Shamat boy to scream.
"Tsing Yi Gui, you bastard, I will confiscate all your incense candles for this month!"
In the sky full of smoke and dust, a white and slender hand stretched out and pulled out the unsuspecting Shamat boy.
"Shut up." The voice was cold and weak.
The boy who killed Matt wiped his dusty face, "What the hell is you!" He was dumbfounded, "How did you get in? Get out!"
Xie Zhao's ears were almost deafened by him, he frowned tightly, "Don't talk, it's coming."
The young man who killed Matt hadn't turned his mind from "How did you know?" at the end of the corridor over there, howling ghosts and wolves, a red dress floated out of the darkness.
"I'm not going to trouble you, but you're here." The red-clothed female ghost stuck to the ceiling, her voice was eerie.
It was also the first time that the Shamat boy had fought against a red-clothed ghost, so he couldn't help being a little nervous.
Xie Zhao glanced at the iron chain in his hand, "It has a magic weapon on it, you can't deal with it with ordinary methods."
The boy who killed Matt didn't ask who he was and how he knew so much, he asked, "What should I do?" In front of the enemy, it is better to have a godlike teammate than a godlike opponent.
Xie Zhao took a step back, "Do you have a soul-calling banner on your body?"
The young man who killed Matt, "...No." He said with a painful face, "The summoning banner is too expensive." I can't afford it.
Xie Zhao, "...throw out any magic weapon, as long as it is soul-fixing, anything will do."
The red-clothed ghost over there has already started to attack, and the white mist pours in like a tide, corroding everything it passes by.
The Shamat boy had never seen such a battle before. He shook his legs, took out a bead, and threw it out with all his strength.
Just hearing a "bang", the ceiling collapsed, and all the glass windows in the corridor were shattered.In the smoke and dust, the boy who killed Matt had a dull expression on his face, "Is this the end?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a few strands of long hair quickly protruded from the falling stones, pointing directly at the throat of the Shamate boy.
Xie Zhao's eyes turned cold, and he kicked the Shamate boy away, "Be careful!"
"Why isn't it dead yet!"
"Use the soul lock chain!" The long hair like a sharp sword attacked him, Xie Zhao jumped back and landed beside the Shamate boy.
"What soul chain? I don't have one!" The Shamat boy yelled as his feet were entangled in his hair.
Xie Zhao, "..." He didn't want to make a move at first, but he didn't expect the so-called Xuanmen Taoism in this world to be so downcast. He had no magic weapon in his hand, but he only had a half-knowledge.
There was a crackling sound of lightning in the air, accompanied by the entanglement of ice-blue spiritual power, and an ice-like frost sword appeared in Xie Zhao's hand.
……
"Thank you master, thank you master, I am really grateful to the two masters." The woman who spoke had exquisite makeup on her face, with a grateful expression, "If it weren't for the two masters, I might have to consider buying another house."
In the European-style living room, on the large and soft sofa, Xie Zhao and Sha Matt were sitting opposite the woman.
The boy who killed Matt, that is, Fei Rong, looked anxious, "We have eliminated the ghost in red, it's just the maintenance of this corridor..."
The woman smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, Master, I have already contacted the maintenance workers." Then, she took out a thick stack of money from the handbag she was carrying, "This is the agreed fee, Master please Take a look."
Fei Rong's eyes lit up immediately, "Customer first, customer first, Ms. Lin will have similar orders in the future, feel free to find us."
"I'm holding him?" Qing Lingzi's expression turned ugly, "Since Qianliu was born, how many times have you come to see him? How many days have you been with him? I raised such a small child up and down, and cultivated my way of heaven. Zong Fengguang Jiyue’s first disciple whom everyone praises, you are here, you don’t give him a good face when you come, you find fault with him everywhere, what face do you have to accuse me?”
Bikongzi was born with sword bones and a cold heart, but he was most afraid that Qinglingzi would settle the score, "How can I find fault with him everywhere?"
He was eager to explain, but he was as reticent as he was, the more he explained, the darker Qing Lingzi's face became.
"Go back to your Discipline Hall!"
Qing Lingzi threw the umbrella in his hand to him, shook his sleeves and turned around, "Whatever Qianliu wants to do, let him do it, if I know you're meddling, I'll make sure you look good!"
"Junior Brother." Bikongzi held an umbrella and went to chase after him, "You misunderstood me."
The mist of flowers moves like stars, and the sea of clouds pushes aside.
The shadows of the branches faded away, and Nalan stood in the quiet room of the villa, having already changed into his real life attire.
The quiet room was filled with green smoke, and the three pillars of incense were half burned. He turned to look at the scroll, opened the door and walked out.
"Master, breakfast is ready." Aunt Lin, who was busy in the restaurant, saw Nalan standing at the stairs on the second floor, and said in a warm voice.
The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is faint, and sprinkled on the rose green plants, it seems to be covered with a layer of soft golden light.
Nalan walked towards the restaurant and took a seat at random.Aunt Lin brought breakfast to the dining table, "Master, are you coming back for lunch?"
Nalan picked up the milk and took a sip, "Aunt Lin?"
Aunt Lin has worked in the villa for several years, and she can say a few words in front of Nalan, "My little grandson is sick. I want to take a leave of absence in the afternoon and take him to the hospital."
Nalan was silent for a while, "...if there is no one to take care of you at home, you can bring them to the villa."
Aunt Lin looked at him blankly.
Nalan said again, "I'm going back to the old house for a few days, and I won't be back."
After finishing speaking, he put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, and walked to the master bedroom on the second floor.
The sea of light at night is brightly lit, even in the middle of the night, the lights are still feasting, and men and women are shuttling through the streets, which is very lively.
Xie Zhao came out of the KTV with his roommates, and said with a smile, "I won't go, it's so late, I'm so sleepy."
While combing his hair with a mirror, his friend Wang Ningxiu said, "A good student should go back to study. It's a weekend after all. If you don't have fun, how can you be worthy of yourself?"
Several roommates were deeply touched by his last sentence.
Xie Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then play slowly, I'll go back first."
The figures of the roommates disappeared into the crowd, and the smile on Xie Zhao's face gradually faded. He reached out and called a taxi, "Master, go to Jinxiu Garden."
Jinxiu Garden is near Gwanghae University, a house that "Xie Zhao" rented a few months ago, and he lives alone.
In the dark night, couples sitting on the benches by the side of the road, under the lights, a few moths fluttered around.The car stopped at the intersection, Xie Zhao paid to get out of the car, and walked towards the entrance of the community against the light of the moon.
There are scattered lights in the neighborhood.
Xie Zhao walked into the elevator and was about to press the button to go up to the eighth floor when a boy with colorfully dyed hair walked in.
"Look at what?"
There were several big holes in the trousers on the boy's legs, but he didn't care, "Haven't you seen the noble boy who killed Matt?"
Seeing that his legs were shaking all the time, Xie Zhao thought there was something wrong with his legs and feet, "...which floor do you want to go to?"
The young man who killed Matt turned a deaf ear, tilted his head and cursed, and didn't know what he was cursing.Xie Zhao waited for a while, seeing that he was still swearing, he simply ignored him and directly pressed the button to go to the eighth floor.
"Ding—" The elevator door opened.
Xie Zhao stepped out of the elevator and looked back at the Shamate boy, no, it should be said that it was the white mist beside him.
"What are you looking at?" The boy glared at him with a fierce tone, "Look again, be careful and I'll hit you!"
Xie Zhao, "..." He turned and left, walked to the end of the corridor, and took out the key to open the door.
The floor in the corridor was smooth and shiny, reflecting the foolish figure of the Shamat boy on the floor, and a cloud of water vapor loomed behind him, as if he was a little afraid of him.
"I asked you to scare him, not to help him!"
The young man who killed Matt scolded and walked towards the stairs, "You said that you were a top student when you were alive, and you will lose your mind when you die?"
He felt that something was wrong when he scolded here, "I'm so stupid, what reason can I make with you, a brainless ghost."
Shui Mist followed him far away, as if not daring to approach.After the young man who killed Matt finished cursing, he looked back and became even angrier, "What are you still doing standing there? Hurry up and help me find this hanged ghost!"
Bai Wu floated over in fear, and the boy who killed Matt was about to lose his temper when he scolded him, "I didn't scold you, how many orders did you say you broke me this month? If you can't catch this hanged ghost today, you have to Come with me to drink the northwest wind under the flyover."
If he had known that this green-clothed ghost was so cowardly, he would not have spent the 1 yuan to buy it. Damn it, Nalan Heyue made a fool of him.
The shadow of the moon is slanting to the west, and the shadows of the trees are whirling outside the window.
The faint moonlight refracted from the gaps in the window sills onto the bedroom floor, forming patches of light and shadow.
Xie Zhao fell asleep with a book on his pillow, his slightly curled body looked a little thin under the quilt.In the dead of night, there was the slight sound of iron chains mopping the floor outside the window, he opened his eyes suddenly, lifted the quilt and got up.
The silver hook outside the glass window was stained with blood, and crows came from all directions and landed on several big trees in the community. The crows rolled their bloody eyes and stared closely at the residential building where Xie Zhao lived.
Xie Zhao frowned and pulled down the curtain abruptly.The heavy curtains blocked the sight of the crows, but they couldn't stop the faint howls of ghosts and wolves in the air.
Weeping stick.
Soul lock chain.
If Xie Zhao didn't know what happened in the building, he would have crawled out of the grave in vain.
There was no light in the dark corridor, and the stairway looked like a giant monster in the abyss. The killer boy with colorful hair jumped from the ceiling, carrying the soul chain and rampaging.
Although the young man had already opened the barrier in advance, this area has already formed a "ghost hitting the wall", and if you don't pay attention, there will be unlucky ghosts breaking in.
The boy who killed Matt prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that the residents in this building would not go out in the middle of the night, he was about to lose it!
"boom--"
A large stone slab cracked from the corner of the wall and smashed in the direction where the Shamat boy was.
"Fuck!" The Shamat boy rolled on the ground, his colorful hair dyed gray immediately.
"Ghost in Tsing Yi! Come out!"
A few more stone slabs fell from the top of their heads, causing the Shamat boy to scream.
"Tsing Yi Gui, you bastard, I will confiscate all your incense candles for this month!"
In the sky full of smoke and dust, a white and slender hand stretched out and pulled out the unsuspecting Shamat boy.
"Shut up." The voice was cold and weak.
The boy who killed Matt wiped his dusty face, "What the hell is you!" He was dumbfounded, "How did you get in? Get out!"
Xie Zhao's ears were almost deafened by him, he frowned tightly, "Don't talk, it's coming."
The young man who killed Matt hadn't turned his mind from "How did you know?" at the end of the corridor over there, howling ghosts and wolves, a red dress floated out of the darkness.
"I'm not going to trouble you, but you're here." The red-clothed female ghost stuck to the ceiling, her voice was eerie.
It was also the first time that the Shamat boy had fought against a red-clothed ghost, so he couldn't help being a little nervous.
Xie Zhao glanced at the iron chain in his hand, "It has a magic weapon on it, you can't deal with it with ordinary methods."
The boy who killed Matt didn't ask who he was and how he knew so much, he asked, "What should I do?" In front of the enemy, it is better to have a godlike teammate than a godlike opponent.
Xie Zhao took a step back, "Do you have a soul-calling banner on your body?"
The young man who killed Matt, "...No." He said with a painful face, "The summoning banner is too expensive." I can't afford it.
Xie Zhao, "...throw out any magic weapon, as long as it is soul-fixing, anything will do."
The red-clothed ghost over there has already started to attack, and the white mist pours in like a tide, corroding everything it passes by.
The Shamat boy had never seen such a battle before. He shook his legs, took out a bead, and threw it out with all his strength.
Just hearing a "bang", the ceiling collapsed, and all the glass windows in the corridor were shattered.In the smoke and dust, the boy who killed Matt had a dull expression on his face, "Is this the end?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a few strands of long hair quickly protruded from the falling stones, pointing directly at the throat of the Shamate boy.
Xie Zhao's eyes turned cold, and he kicked the Shamate boy away, "Be careful!"
"Why isn't it dead yet!"
"Use the soul lock chain!" The long hair like a sharp sword attacked him, Xie Zhao jumped back and landed beside the Shamate boy.
"What soul chain? I don't have one!" The Shamat boy yelled as his feet were entangled in his hair.
Xie Zhao, "..." He didn't want to make a move at first, but he didn't expect the so-called Xuanmen Taoism in this world to be so downcast. He had no magic weapon in his hand, but he only had a half-knowledge.
There was a crackling sound of lightning in the air, accompanied by the entanglement of ice-blue spiritual power, and an ice-like frost sword appeared in Xie Zhao's hand.
……
"Thank you master, thank you master, I am really grateful to the two masters." The woman who spoke had exquisite makeup on her face, with a grateful expression, "If it weren't for the two masters, I might have to consider buying another house."
In the European-style living room, on the large and soft sofa, Xie Zhao and Sha Matt were sitting opposite the woman.
The boy who killed Matt, that is, Fei Rong, looked anxious, "We have eliminated the ghost in red, it's just the maintenance of this corridor..."
The woman smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, Master, I have already contacted the maintenance workers." Then, she took out a thick stack of money from the handbag she was carrying, "This is the agreed fee, Master please Take a look."
Fei Rong's eyes lit up immediately, "Customer first, customer first, Ms. Lin will have similar orders in the future, feel free to find us."
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