How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

After discussing with Qin Chuan, Lian Wu deeply felt that it was inappropriate to go to the sea lord of the Raksha Sea with his own cultivation, and it would be even more inappropriate to let Qin Chuan go with him. After discussing with Ling Raccoon, he decided to postpone the matter for later discussion. In short, let's leave it alone.

The three of them stopped staying any longer and prepared to go back to Nanyou. With the monk Yuanying by their side, the whole journey went smoothly without encountering any wind and waves. After talking about it, it seemed like he couldn't calm down, so the speed became slower and slower.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the journey, Qin Chuan began to show his unreliability again. He gave Lian Wu and Lingraccoon flying magic weapons, saying that he suddenly remembered that there was an urgent matter, and he wanted to leave first, so he hurriedly rushed After Qi left, Tuliu Lianwu and Lingraccoon faced each other in silence.

Ling raccoon had no choice but to inject spiritual power into the magic weapon. The magic weapon looked like a small boat. Although it looked delicate, it was more than enough for two people to stand on it, and it didn't consume much spiritual power. The two began to walk slowly.

In a blink of an eye, another seven or eight days passed. The two of them stopped and went, looking at the vast ocean below even through the mist, their eyes were full of azure blue. Seeing him for the past few days really made him feel sick, so he sighed: "Brother, we how much longer?"

Ling Raccoon thought about it, and replied, "About ten days or so."

The weather at sea is unpredictable. One moment the sky is clear and the next moment it is stormy. Looking at the dark sky with fog, the gray clouds are quickly gathering and rolling, and the wind is getting stronger and stronger. It is going to rain. Fortunately, This magic weapon is exquisite, and it has a cabin, which saves a lot of effort.

"Brother, it's going to rain."

"Ah."

"You come in."

Hearing this, Ling Raccoon went back to the cabin without saying a word. As soon as he came in, it rained heavily outside, and the wind blew past wantonly. If the two of them hadn't controlled the magic weapon together, the whole ship might have died. To be scraped away.

The cabin is not big, and it will be crowded if another person comes in. Lian Wu had to sit half against the raccoon dog, and the two of them watched the heavy rain outside together. It's gone, the rain falls on the roof of the cabin, making a clattering sound, noisy and noisy.

Humid water vapor rushed into the cabin accompanied by the wind, Lian Wu couldn't help sniffling, and sniffed carefully for a while, with a serious look that made Ling Rao ask: "What are you smelling?"

Lian Wu smiled and refused to answer, as if he was harboring some little secret, he was actually sniffing the scent of the raccoon dog, like a young animal, confirming his possessions, satisfied and secretly happy, even though the wind and rain at this time In a masterpiece, he can still smell the smell of raccoon dogs from the humid air, as calm as light ink, like an unsolvable poison that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, engraved into his soul, indelible.

"Brother." Lian Wu suddenly called out.

"Huh?" Lingraccoon looked down at him.

Lian Wu looked up at him for a moment, and then kissed him in this posture, whether it was the coolness of the water vapor or the warmth of the touch, in short, Lian Wu felt that his whole body began to tremble, and shuddered fiercely He even felt that if he was a civet cat or other small animal with soft fur at this time, all the fur on his body would have exploded.

Then he felt a hand full of warmth lightly covering his lower back, and the other hand resting on the back of his head. The movement was gentle, and Ling Rao aggravated the original light kiss and soft breathing. Fluttering on his face, Lian Wu blushed and murmured involuntarily: "Senior Brother..."

"I'm here." Lingraccoon replied in a low voice.

At this time, it seemed that the wind and rain on the roof of the cabin had become silent, only they were left hugging each other, becoming each other's only support in this vast world.

Lian Wu kept looking into Ling Raccoon's eyes, as calm as water, yet bottomless, the two looked at each other, so close that their eyelashes almost intersected, they breathed each other, and after some time, Lian Wu suddenly asked Said: "Brother, I heard from others that you should close your eyes when kissing, why didn't you?"

Hearing this, the corners of Lingraccoon's lips seemed to twitch, and he said, "Who did you listen to?"

Lian Wu really recalled it carefully: "Uh... forgot, when I was in the Purple Air Sect."

Ling Lai taught him solemnly: "That's a lie, you should keep your eyes open, otherwise how would I see you?"

Lian Wu thought for a while, and it was indeed the case, so he stopped entangled in this matter, looked at the heavy rain outside, and said: "The rain doesn't stop, is it going to fall until dark?"

"Well, maybe." Ling Raccoon replied casually, paused, bowed his head and kissed him again.

After a while, Lian Wu exclaimed: "Master, brother! I can't breathe!"

Lingraccoon let out a low chuckle from his throat: "You are a ghost, where do you need to breathe?"

After a moment of silence, Lian Wu suddenly exclaimed: "! Brother, what is that!"

After a while, Lingraccoon seriously replied: "Qin Chuan gave it."

"Brother! Hand!"

Lian Wu: "Brother, the rain has stopped! The rain has stopped! Take a look!"

"Well, I see, it happened to be a little noisy." Ling Raccoon answered calmly.

"Master, brother—!"

Sure enough, the rain outside has gradually stopped, only a little rain drifted, and the distance was hazy, and a magic weapon like a small boat stopped quietly in the air, letting the wind blow by, motionless, the hull was covered with a Layers of enchantment, people can't hear the movement in it, silent.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the cabin, scratched randomly in the air twice, and then grabbed the side of the ship, clasping five fingers tightly, like a drowning man grasping the only remaining driftwood. The owner of the hand is a young man, with pale complexion, slender and long fingers, and his bones and flesh are uniform. He grabbed the side of the ship with such force that it almost makes people think that the thin layer of wood will be broken in the next moment. Break it apart.

Immediately afterwards, another hand stretched out from the cabin. It was the hand of a young man with slender fingers and well-proportioned bones. There was a thin layer of calluses on the inside of the thumb, which seemed to be caused by holding a sword for many years. This hand covered the boy before. Gently squeezed his hand, the young man hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand slightly, and was quickly dragged back into the cabin by the young man.

After that, there was no other movement.

I don't know how long it took, when Lian Wu got up, he saw a morning star shining in the east at a glance, only to realize that it was already early morning.

He put on his outer clothes, stood up, and walked out of the cabin slowly, only to see that the night was falling, and a full moon was falling in the west, like a jade plate.

The sea scenery at night is very beautiful, the sea is vast and boundless, the water is sparkling, the moon is reflected in the water, as if crushed by a hand, scattered all over the ground, the night wind blows slowly, bringing a burst of coolness, Blowing up Lianwu's robe, it fluttered indefinitely.

When Lingraccoon came out, Lian Wu was playing with the bow that Qin Chuan gave him. The jade-white bow made Lian Wu's fingers very beautiful. He didn't know what material it was made of. The stretched bowstring made a soft buzzing sound. At that time, besides this bow, Qin Chuan also gave him a quiver, which contained a total of 49 arrows. The person who made this magic weapon must have spent a lot of thought.

This bow is of excellent workmanship, and I really like it so much that Lianwu really likes it, so I wanted to try it out, took out an arrow, put it on the bow, and pulled it away, when I was about to let go, I found a hand from his armpit. Go down and hold the bow, and then the voice of Ling Raccoon came from behind: "The posture is wrong, the legs are separated, shoulder-width apart, and the body is slightly leaned forward."

He adjusted Lian Wu's arm upwards, Lian Wu didn't move, let him break it obediently, and then his chin was lifted the next moment, Ling Raccoon said slowly: "The eyes see the arrow tip and the target as a straight line, Then draw the bow."

As he spoke, he held Lian Wu's hand at the same time. After adjusting his gestures, he aimed the arrow tip at the full moon, and slowly pulled the bowstring. Hearing the humming sound, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous in my heart, and comforted myself, saying that it is a top-grade magic weapon after all, so it won't be broken immediately, right?

Just thinking like this, Lian Wu felt that Ling raccoon was holding his hand harder and harder, and the bow was getting tighter and tighter, until the bow was pulled into a shape almost like a full moon, and Ling raccoon behind him lowered his body , whispered in his ear: "Shoot the arrow!"

The light and warm breath was in the ear, a little numb, Lian Wu's heart trembled, and he let go almost reflexively, only to hear a "squeaky" sound, the arrow had already been released from his hand, carrying a gust of wind that could almost be seen with the naked eye , tearing apart the air, heading towards the bright full moon like lightning until it disappeared from sight.

Of course, the arrow failed to shoot down the moon, but Lian Wu still couldn't put it down, 12 like it, maybe because this bow was his first weapon.

He fiddled with the bow for a while, and then drew the bow himself and shot an arrow. Except that his cultivation was a little low and he couldn't draw the bow fully, he was very satisfied with everything else.

Lian Wu looked at the moon and felt something flicker, he suddenly asked in doubt: "Eh? Brother, will the arrow fly back by itself?"

"Huh?" Ling Raccoon frowned, and when he was about to take a closer look, he saw a mass of bright silver light rushing over with lightning speed, enveloping the two of them, and then spreading in all directions.