Good news, the elder is gone

Xu Jiqing raised his head for the first time today, and saw several sword repairmen saying good morning to him.After finally sending some great gods away, when he looked up again, he saw a man who was more terrifying than the sum of the few sword masters just now standing at the mouth of the well and saying hi to himself.

Xue Wangliu looked at him with a smile on his face, and used his spiritual power to transmit a voice: "Good morning, do you want to come out and chat?"

Xu Jiqing wanted to say no, but he didn't dare.

Seeing this ghost cultivator floating up, he cupped his hands at himself and said weakly: "This senior, Xu Jiqing, the third disciple of the Qingyuanzi sect of the lower refining ghost sect, I don't know what advice you have."

It really belongs to the Ghost Sect, but who is Qing Yuanzi?Xue Wangliu paused in his heart, he didn't know anyone except the head of the Ghost Refining Sect, the leader of the Ghost Sect, isn't this Qing Yuanzi very powerful?

"So it's a disciple of the Ghost Refining Sect." Xue Wangliu was puzzled and calm on the surface, nodded and looked at the ghost cultivator again, "Since he is a disciple of the Ghost Refining Sect, why didn't he practice with your master, but he was in this dry well? "

Xu Jiqing let out a long sigh: "It was the master who asked me to retreat here. I was originally from Furong City. He died on the eve of the township examination. His resentment had not disappeared and he became a grieving ghost. That's why my master accepted him as a disciple. I practiced with my master. For dozens of years, the resentment in my heart was hard to dispel, and I spent all day studying hard with the questions of the rural examinations in the past, and because I had no intention of practicing, the master burned my books in a fit of anger, and told me to stay here for a long time, and come out after I figured it out."

Xue Wangliu: ...

Good brother, this is not your fault, it is the fault of this era. If you were born in modern times, you must be a model of hard work among the three good students.

"I'm here to ask you a few things." Xue Wangliu glanced at him with a smile: "But please keep it a secret for me, don't let others know that I have been here to look for you."

Xu Jiqing nodded quickly: "Naturally."

The two changed to a secluded place, Xue Wangliu set up a spirit world, turned to look at the ghost and said, "Recently there is a ghost in the city who has been skinning people, do you know who it is?"

Xu Jiqing was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "Could it be that you didn't do it?"

Xue Wangliu:? ? ?

The young man has to be responsible for what he says. Let’s not talk about my righteousness. After 800 years, I failed to do a cross-stitch. You still ask me to skin people. How much hatred do you have with that person?

"Of course it wasn't me! I thought you did it." Xue Wangliu retorted.

Xu Jiqing turned pale with shock: "Senior, you can eat and talk nonsense, but if my master knows that I kill people and skin them, he will definitely kill me immediately and take me to participate in the competition!"

"Participate, just participate, your ghost refining sect loves the apprentice the most, if you get a ranking in the grand competition in the sect, wouldn't you be rich." Xue Wangliu said.

Xu Jiqing was heartbroken: "But I just want to study to get fame! If I really hold a murder weapon and fight and kill all day long, wouldn't the sage books these years be read in vain!"

Xue Wangliu: ...

"Okay, very good, you are studying for the rise of ghost cultivators." Xue Wangliu gave him a thumbs up, and continued to ask: "The same thing happened in this city decades ago, do you know it is Who did it?"

Without even thinking about it, Xu Jiqing raised his head and proudly said, "I did it."

The reversal of the two poles came so fast, Xue Wangliu was stunned for a second before he could react, he grabbed Guixiu's clothes and said harshly: "Didn't you fucking say that the sages who fought and killed all day were reading for nothing? ? Good guy, I think you bastards did it for the few people who died now, I suggest you go to the government immediately and surrender yourself."

Xu Jiqing also became excited: "My name is to act on behalf of the sky. Although I killed a few people, I saved many oppressed people in this city! That old bastard Wang Fugui is sixty years old, and he is determined to rob the Zhang family." The 16-year-old second girl is the concubine, do you think he deserves to die?"

Xue Wangliu, who is 60 years old: "[-] years old is... really wrong, but you killed more than a few people, you killed the whole family."

"That's what my master did. He said that weeds should be eradicated to celebrate the first time I killed someone. Besides, there is no good person in their family. They deserve it!" The more Xu Jiqing said, the more excited he became. Cracked, revealing his ghostly appearance.

Xue Wangliu saw it right now, Xu Jiqing's master, Qing Yuanzi, was not a good person, but luckily he met Xu Jiqing who was so stubborn, otherwise he didn't know what kind of apprentice he would teach.

"Are there any other ghost cultivators in this city?" Xue Wangliu asked.

Xu Jiqing shook his head: "I don't know, I can occasionally feel ghostly aura recently, but when I drifted out to look for him, I couldn't find him again."

"What are you looking for him for? To act for the heavens?" Xue Wangliu asked.

Xu Jiqing chuckled: "Of course not. If he has no family or sect, I will ask him if he is willing to join my master's sect. If he is not willing, I will ask my master to come and ask him again."

"What if he still doesn't want to?" Xue Wangliu asked.

Xu Jiqing said calmly: "Then ask my master to make him into a magic weapon, so as to prevent him from harming others."

It's not that the family doesn't enter the house, and you, Xu Jiqing, are not a good person either.Xue Wangliu reassessed his impression of the Ghost Refining Sect, and it turned out that they were all a bunch of weird kids.

"Okay, if you find him in the city, please inform me first." Xue Wangliu handed him a gold leaf, "Put the spiritual power in and I will know where you are."

Xu Jiqing responded, and was about to take the gold leaf, but Xue Wangliu withdrew his hand again, watching him and squinting his eyes to warn: "You are a scholar, you should keep your integrity, don't play tricks in front of me, Otherwise I..."

The words are full of meaning, Xu Jiqing has already imagined many bad pictures from the expression of the senior in front of him, he swallowed, "Don't worry, I will definitely."

"Remember to keep it secret, as if I don't exist." Xue Wangliu stuffed the gold leaf into his hand, reached out and patted Xu Jiqing on the shoulder and sent him back to the bottom of the well.

After patting his clothes and tidying up, Xue Wangliu turned around and went back to the main road, and smelled the smell of food after walking not far.Xue Wangliu, who had been hungry for 800 years, had a stomach growl in an instant, telling him that it was time to cook.

People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry.

All the stalls on the same road started to shout, Xue Wangliu walked in the middle, looked left and right, and felt that this was okay, he wanted them all, but he was concerned that Nianshu hadn't eaten anything good on weekdays, and his body was still weak. You have to take good care of it and take your time.

He stopped in front of a shop where he had eaten noodles on weekdays, saw the boss yelling fiercely, and called him brother Xue's hospitality, so he went in and asked for two bowls of noodles, and he ate one here first, and the other. The bowl asked the boss to order it later and take it away directly in a food box.

"Brother Zhang, cook this noodles for me." Xue Wangliu thought about asking, and suddenly heard a female voice next to him saying: "Boss Zhang, as usual, please cook my noodles a little bit."

Xue Wangliu turned her head to look, she was still an acquaintance, she was the sick musician's wife.

"Hey, Mrs. Ruan is here." Boss Zhang took the wooden food box in her hand, "You go and sit next to me first, and I will make it for you after I finish it for this gentleman."

Mrs. Ruan responded, and she greeted Xue Wangliu with a smile, and went to sit on the stool next to her.

Xue Wangliu glanced at Mrs. Ruan's wooden food box, and found that although it was old, it was exquisitely carved, and there were traces of gold painting, but most of it had fallen off, but it could be seen that it was a big family Other people's things.

Ruan Langjun, who was dying of illness, might really be a person from the capital, and now his voice is hoarse and he is so sick, he looks like a male classmate with a story.

Xue Wangliu took a second look at Lady Ruan, and found that although her clothes were a bit old and had two patches on them, they were clean and tidy, and there was a jade hairpin pinned to her head.

Although the fineness of jade is mediocre, it is very good in this small town.

"Here comes the noodles." Boss Zhang put the noodles in front of Xue Wangliu, "Your Majesty, take it easy."

Xue Wangliu thanked him, took out his chopsticks and started to eat the noodles, after taking two bites, he heard Lady Ruan ask: "Mr. Lang, are you bringing noodles for the family too?"

"Ah? Yes." Xue Wangliu was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

Boss Zhang was looking down, when he heard Xue Wangliu say that there was someone at home, he smiled and said: "The last time I saw Xue Langjun, he was alone, now is the family member here?"

He smiled teasingly at Xue Wangliu: "Your lord, did you take over the lady at home?"

"Where is my unmarried lady, it's just that a child came to the family, and he fell ill in the past two days, so I wanted to bring him some noodles to eat." Xue Wangliu quickly explained.

Mrs. Ruan smiled: "Xue Langjun is indeed a caring person. This child is the most difficult to take care of when he is ill. If he is not careful, it will become a serious illness. At that time, money will be the same thing. The most important thing is that the child will be uncomfortable."

"Indeed, especially if you have a high fever and can't subdue it for a while, it's really difficult." He sighed, looked at Mrs. Ruan and asked, "Your wife also has children?"

Lady Ruan's face froze, she was silent for a while before she said: "I don't have that blessing, I didn't even raise my two children."

Seeing the woman's expression became sad, Xue Wangliu's toes started to work automatically. He hadn't said this kind of polite words in 800 years. There is no chance to be the next one, and asking her to change her husband is like recommending herself.

This is not right.

Fortunately at this time shopkeeper Zhang said that the noodles were ready and saved Xue Wangliu's life. Shopkeeper Zhang put the noodles in a food box and handed them over. He would definitely not want money from Mrs. Ruan.

"The last time my Dalang ran around, it was your lord who found it. We can't get away on weekdays, and it depends on your lord singing shadow puppets to help look after the children. These two bowls of noodles will be treated as my treats for you. In two days I have wrapped wontons at home, and I'll give you some more."

After the two declined, Xue Wangliu heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Lady Ruan leaving with the food box.

"Hey, it's not easy for her and her husband." Boss Zhang sighed, "I heard from my mother-in-law that Mrs. Ruan and Mr. Ruan both like children. Every time I see my Dalang or someone else's child , always stuffing two pieces of candy. It’s just a pity that Ruan Langjun can’t give birth to a child like that.”

Xue Wangliu sighed: "It's really a pity."

"It's all fate, who can tell?" Zhang Langjun said, put the cooked noodles into the food box beside him, closed the lid and said to Xue Wangliu: "Mr. Lang, your noodles are ready, the food box Just bring it back to me when the time comes."

Xue Wangliu nodded: "Hey, thank you very much, I will send it back to you later."

Carrying the lunch box and walking back, Xue Wangliu looked at the sesame seed cakes on the roadside stall, and remembered that he hadn't eaten any sesame seed cakes in his mouth yesterday, and was thinking of buying two to go back and taste, when he felt a shock in his body, and his ears There was a chirping—

"Please pay attention to reversing! Please pay attention to reversing!"

Xue Wangliu: ...

What an unlucky thing, when did you learn it? !

The author says:

Xu Jiqing: I love studying.The stronger the ghost cultivator, the stronger the ghost sect!

Xue Wangliu: Damn, who taught Ding Hong how to call a pickup truck?