After leaving the Zhengqi Martial Arts Hall, Wang Qian was not so sad, anyway, he could go back to see Tang Zheng at any time.

The sky gradually darkened, and as soon as Wang Qian walked to the door of the house, a figure quickly ran over from the end of the street, it was Hao Ping'an, who had gone out to travel.

Hao Ping'an came panting in front of Wang Gan, grabbed Wang Gan, and said, "Brother Qian, you are finally back, I came to look for you several times today, but you are not there." ”

"I've been practicing martial arts lately, and I only come back every night. Wang Qian explained.

Hao Ping'an hurriedly dragged Wang Qian into the house, and said cautiously: "Brother Qian, really, there are really ghosts, I saw it yesterday." ”

"Did you meet a ghost?" then are you okay?" Wang Qian looked at Hao Ping'an and asked worriedly.

Hao Ping'an calmed down his breath and said, "I'm fine, thanks to the rune paper you gave me, I burned the ghost to death in one fell swoop." ”

"Brother Qian, I don't even know how to thank you, without the rune paper you gave me, I might not really come back. ”

Wang Qian smiled and said, "Let's not talk about this, you tell me how you met the ghost." ”

Then Hao Ping'an told Wang Qian what happened.

Last night, Hao Ping'an's family rested in a hotel near the airport in Liupanshui City, Guizhou Province, his parents lived in one room, and he lived in a separate room, preparing to fly back this morning.

The location of this hotel is also remote as the airport is on the outskirts, in a ravine.

At twelve o'clock last night, Hao Ping'an had just slept when a gust of wind blew and woke Hao Ping'an coldly.

Without warning, a ghost appeared outside his window, like a black mist, with no facial features and no limbs.

Then this ghost wanted to devour Hao Ping'an's essence, and Hao Ping'an suddenly remembered the demon suppression talisman that Wang Gan gave him.

Immediately turned out the demon suppression talisman and threw it at the ghost, and then the ghost was burned to death.

After hearing this, Wang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, it was a pity that this low-level imp had not even condensed a single organ and limb, and it was the weakest category among the low-level imps.

Looking at Hao Ping'an, who was still apprehensive, Wang Gan patted him on the back and comforted: "It's okay, the world is not safe now, you must not go to the deep mountains and old forests." ”

Hao Ping'an nodded heavily and said, "I listened to Brother Qian, and Brother Qian was right." ”

"By the way, Brother Qian, I'll show you one more thing. ”

Hao Ping'an pulled Wang Qian into the house again, and went out to close the door, mysteriously.

"What's that? so nervous. Wang Qian said with a smile.

"Look at it. ”

I saw Hao Ping'an stretching out his right hand, holding his right wrist with his left hand, concentrating, and staring at his palm.

Three seconds later, "Bang." ”

A fist-sized flame suddenly appeared in Hao Ping'an's hand, suspended in the air, illuminating the dim room.

"Hold the grass, hold the grass, hold the grass. ”

Holding the grass three times in a row, Wang Gan looked at the fireball, his eyes were full of incredulity, he was very shocked, and said, "Are you a mutant?"

Wang Qian couldn't help but reach out and touch the flames, hiss, very hot, it's true.

The flames disappeared, Hao Ping'an withdrew his palm, and said, "I don't know what's going on?" It was probably at noon today, I suddenly felt hot all over my body, as if I was burning, and my head hurt very much, as if someone had torn it open, and it directly made me faint in pain. ”

"Then when I woke up, I found that I could condense the flames, but not for long. ”

Wang Qian guessed in his heart that Hao Ping'an became a mutant, which is estimated to have a great relationship with aura, and even ghosts have appeared, and there are two mutants, what is so strange.

Holding back the surprise in his heart, Wang Qian asked, "You didn't tell your mother about these things, did you?"

Hao Ping'an's name is Li Hong, and he is a well-known big mouth in the town, and he likes to talk about everything.

Once, Hao Ping'an wetted the bed once when he was twelve years old, and was seen by Li Hong, and then the whole town knew about it.

Hao Ping'an nodded and said, "No, my mother can't keep her mouth shut, I didn't dare to tell her." ”

"That's good. ”

Wang Gan turned over Hao Ping'an's palm and looked at it, but he didn't see anything unusual, and said seriously: "You became a mutant, and you met a ghost, don't tell your parents for the time being, I'll help you think of a way." ”

"Good. ”

Hao Ping'an's expression was extremely excited, and he said: "Brother Qian, I'm a mutant, haha, please call me X-Men Hao Ping'an later, someone is bullying you, you tell me, you see me burn him with a fireball." ”

Wang Qian deducted a piece of boogers, flicked it at Hao Ping'an, and said, "You brother I need your protection? And just your fireball, so big, it can't last long, can it be done with other people's machetes?"

Wang Gan's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Hao Ping'an's head, but it was true.

Raising his fist, Hao Ping'an's eyes were firm, and he said: "Brother Qian, don't worry, I'll go back today to make up for the X-Men and see if I can increase my control over the flames." ”

patted Hao Ping'an's shoulder, Wang Qian smiled and said, "Come on, I'm optimistic about you, you will be the second Burning Man in the X-Men in the future." ”

After Hao Ping'an left, Wang Qian lay on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, he was wondering if he should tell him about "Reiki".

In the end, Wang Gan still decided to tell Hao Ping'an, there was no way, this was a fateful friendship.

"This world is getting more and more incredible, even mutants have appeared, I knew it earlier, and I would have left two pear fruits for peace. Wang Qian thought to himself.

However, Hao Ping'an is a mutant, and his cultivation method is obviously different, but he doesn't know the cultivation method of mutants.

After thinking about it, Wang Qian was ready to let Hao Ping'an practice the Spirit Casting Technique with him, anyway, it was right to enhance his physical fitness.

After practicing the thirteenth form of soul casting for a while, Wang Qian fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Wang Qian and Hao Ping'an, each pulling a suitcase, got on the bus to Naxi District.

He and Hao Ping'an both live in Baiyun Town, far away from Naxi Middle School, so they both live in the school.

In the car, Wang Qian looked at Hao Ping'an and said, "Ping'an, I'll tell you one thing at night, you should be mentally prepared." ”

"What's the matter? can't you say it now?" Hao Ping'an asked.

"There's a lot of people here. ”

Wang Gan's expression was serious, his tone was solemn, Hao Ping'an knew that what Wang Gan said was not simple, so he didn't ask too much, anyway, he could know at night.

"By the way, after making up for the X-Men, have your superpowers improved? Wang Qian asked.

Hao Ping'an smiled mysteriously and said, "Yes, although the time to maintain the flame has not increased, I can control the fireball and let him fly out." ”

Wang Qian asked, "Oh, how far can you fly?" ”

Hao Ping'an replied: "About three or four meters, sometimes a little farther, sometimes a little closer." ”

"Every time you condense a fireball, do you feel any discomfort in your body?" asked Wang Gan.

Hao Ping'an thought for a while and said: "It's not uncomfortable there, it's just that after condensing the fireball seven or eight times, my head is dizzy, like I haven't slept well, and my spirit is a little tired." ”

Wang Qian pondered for a moment and said, "As far as I guess, the strength of your superpower may be related to your spiritual strength. ”

"Really?"

"I don't know, that's my guess. ”

......

The two of them discussed in a whisper in the car, and soon Naxi learned it.

Naxi Middle School is located on the edge of the urban area of Naxi District, with a history of fifty or sixty years.

There are only two middle schools in Naxi District, one is Naxi Middle School and the other is Lehua Middle School, which is located in Lehua Town.

After getting out of the car, the two walked towards the school with their suitcases in tow.

At this time, there were many vehicles parked around the school, many students were accompanied by their parents, and many people like Wang Qian came to sign up.

Following the bustling flow of people, the two walked to the door of the student dormitory.

There are 30 classes in each age of the first, second and third years of high school, and there are about 50 people in each class.

The layout of Naxi Middle School is simple, stepping into the school gate, it is a playground, and the playground is surrounded by teaching buildings.

Walking inside, there is a large lecture hall and two canteens.

There are four student dormitories on the left, two on the left and two on the right.

Students in the third year of high school, dormitories, and classes are located on the first and second floors.

Wang Qian is in class 17 of the third year of high school, and the dormitory is on the second floor.

After putting away their luggage, the two walked towards Class 17.

Entering the classroom, there were already many people sitting in the classroom at this time, and Wang Qian and Hao Ping'an were the last to arrive.

Entering the classroom, there were many girls who greeted Hao Ping'an, no way, who called this kid cute?

Many people also noticed that after two months of practice, Wang Gan has undergone earth-shaking changes, growing five centimeters taller, becoming a lot more handsome, and his whole body is full of a sunny and upright temperament.

As soon as he sat down in the seat, his tablemate Zeng Jianfeng came over and said with a smile: "Did you go to the gym during the summer vacation, you actually grew so much taller and became handsome." ”

Wang Qian smiled disdainfully and said, "No, maybe this is the natural beauty, it seems that the goddess Qingyao can't escape the palm of my hand." ”

Zeng Jianfeng made a gesture of contempt and said, "You are thinking about fart, Bai Qing you know, the president of the student union, he is more handsome than you, he has been chasing for a semester, and the goddess Qingyao is too lazy to look at him." ”

As he spoke, a figure walked in through the door.

It is a girl, about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a bright yellow and elegant long skirt, with dark hair draped on the side like a waterfall, exquisite appearance, and elegant posture.

The face is condensed with goose fat, the lips are like cherry blossoms, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the gods are like autumn water.

A pair of crystal eyes, clear and clear, as bright as stars.

When looking forward to it, he has an elegant and elegant temperament, which makes people feel ashamed of himself and dare not blaspheme. But that cold arrogance and agility are quite seductive, and people can't help but be haunted.

This girl is the goddess of Qingyao in Wang Qian's mouth - Yu Qingyao.

Last semester, I transferred to Naxi Middle School, and on the day of the transfer, I don't know how many boys were haunted by my dreams, and finally transferred to Class 17, which made the boys in the whole class crazy, and Wang Qian was also one of them.