Because there are too many ghosts who are imprisoned by the gods, in the forsaken land, whenever the night falls, the yin qi is too heavy, there will be ghosts appearing, intending to kill the living souls, and some ghosts are too powerful, intending to seize the souls of the living, and there are even rumors that in this land of forsaken gods, there are also fallen gods and ghosts surviving.

The desolate village where Jiang Han lived was just the tip of the iceberg that connected the periphery of the God's Forsaken Land to the outside world.

"I see. ”

Jiang Han finally understood the origin of the 'don't go out when it's dark' that has been passed down from generation to generation in Huanggu Village.

"After the ancient lamp imprisons the divine soul, the wick will become brighter, and I can directly use the divine soul to become stronger. ”

After figuring out these details, Jiang Han was a little excited, and a little excited.

Although it sounds oozing when you don't go out after dark.

But the existence of the ancient lamp is destined to make him a night walker.

Martial arts?

There are shortcuts!

Gods?

I don't know if the ancient lantern can also suck their souls!

......

Early the next morning, Jiang Han habitually got up early.

Pushing open the door, the sky is just dawning, the air is fresh, and the birds under the roof beams are chirping and foraging.

"It's good to be born again. ”

Jiang Han took a deep breath and walked in a familiar and unfamiliar place, a lamp hanging high on the corridor and roof beam attracted Jiang Han's attention, he looked at one of the special lamps, and said curiously: "Is this the soul extinguishing lamp of Huanggu Village?"

At this time, Lang Lang's childish voice came from the outer courtyard, and I saw dozens of children standing crookedly, an old gentleman with frosty white hair holding a ring ruler, with a serious expression, without saying a word, and the children were carrying ballads written in the way of survival in the deserted village:

From the fifth watch, don't be greedy for black;

In the wasteland, there are ghosts;

In case of obstacles, it is difficult for people to return;

Seek the temple, the lamp of the soul destroyer;

If the lights go out, fate will return to the west.

After reciting, dozens of children went out to look for their own homes, and there was not much communication with each other, which seemed a little weird.

These children are not of the Jiang clan, but other four or five people in the Huanggu Village, because of poverty, a soul-extinguishing lamp needs to be extremely expensive to buy, so in order to survive, some poor families built houses near the Jiang clan's land, stealing light to survive.

Because it was dark and couldn't go out, the long nights were long, the husband and wife had nothing to do, and the reproduction of the Huanggu Village was unusually prosperous, so the poorer and poorer, more and more people came to the Jiang family, and gradually, a ring-shaped village was formed around the Jiang family......

Mr. Reprimanding found Jiang Han, who was getting up early, took the initiative to come over, and bowed: "Young Master Jiang is early." ”

Jiang Han has memories of this old gentleman, who is the most knowledgeable and longest-lived person in Huanggu Village, called Wu Taishan, so he returned the salute: "Meet the old gentleman." ”

Wu Taishan is nearly a hundred years old, deaf and bright, wearing a coarse linen clothes, his complexion is very good, he looked Jiang Han up and down a few times, and said: "Yesterday, I heard your father and mother say that you are seriously ill, and you are asking for medicine everywhere, but today I see that your complexion is good, your father really loves you, I think it was your father who went to the deserted city to get a thousand years of Poria cocos, and continued your life." ”

Without waiting for Jiang Han to answer, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him, and he didn't see anyone, so he listened to his voice first: "Han'er, why did you get up early and don't sleep much?"

Jiang Han turned around, only to see a plainly dressed woman coming hurriedly, her eyes were full of doting, tears were rolling in her eyes, and she urged the maid behind her, with a slight reproach: "Don't wait for the young master to wash up." ”

It was 'Jiang Han''s mother Zhao Gulian who spoke, although she was dressed plainly and had a slight crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but her scolding and pinching of the maid showed that her mother's prestige was imposing, at least the family was once generous.

Jiang Han was in a daze, and the maid Xiaohong had already taken a silk handkerchief to cover her face.

Jiang Han hurriedly took the handkerchief to cover his face and said, "I'll come by myself." ”

"How can you?"

Zhao Gulian wanted to help Jiang Han wash his face.

Jiang Han hurriedly took a few steps back, and when he was embarrassed, he had a little thoughts, the warmest thing was blood and family, in short, he was lucky, and it was much better to be an orphan after he was born.

"Mother, no, I'll do it myself. ”

"Hey, old man, look at it, thanks to you, if you didn't say that Poria cocos prolongs life and cures diseases, I don't know what to do. Zhao Gulian first smiled and spoke to Mr. Wu Taishan, and then his eyes were red again, and tears rolled down.

Wu Taishan said: "I just have one more sentence, it's you who are embarrassed, Jiang Han's child is well, his complexion is also good, the timing is right, and some things have to be done as soon as possible." ”

Jiang Han was confused when he heard this, but Zhao Gulian was furious, glaring and saying: "Old thing, I just praised you for coming, I don't know how to speak early in the morning, hurry up, go quickly!"

As he spoke, he picked up the broom next to him and began to drive away the centenarian.

Jiang Han was ready to persuade, Wu Taishan was tough, and he escaped from under the broom and slipped out of the door, the maid Xiaohong on the side laughed, revealing two small tiger teeth, Jiang Han looked at her, but she blushed, buried her head and put her fingers together, looked up and peeked at Jiang Han again, stomped her foot, knocked over the washbasin water, and ran away in a panic.

"Neuropathy. ”

Jiang Han was inexplicable.

But after pondering for a while, he felt that there was something in Wu Taishan's words just now, what should be done as soon as possible? Contacting the weak body and the shy maid, as well as the vigorous descendants of other clans around him, Jiang Han came back to his senses and touched his nose, is this the rhythm of getting rid of the single after being reborn?

"Little red buttocks are small, not easy to give birth to," Zhao Gulian appeared in front of Jiang Han with a broom: "Besides, our Jiang family is also a big family, how can we marry a maid, it's not good to say it, Han'er, don't worry, your marriage, my mother is worried about you, no matter how you say it, it's also my own family, how much look at my face, it's impossible to regret it, and if you didn't save that girl, it wouldn't have fallen to the point where you are today, now you just take care of your body, I'll stew a soup for you." ”

Jiang Han: "......"

Jiang Han looked confused, what's the situation?

Did this kind of bloody episode happen to you?

Jiang Han searched his memory, and there was indeed such a marriage.

Since Jiang Han was weak at the age of ten, he has been autistic at home, rarely going out, and has very little useful information.

The other party is a tank or a fairy.

Jiang Han didn't care much about marriage or anything, but in his memory, it seemed that it was because the chubby little girl of the Zhao family had to play with fireflies, and he went out of the range of the magic lamp at night to look for fireflies, which led to today's situation.

No matter what the truth was back then, it was in the past for Jiang Han.

Now that the magic lamp is in hand, the future is clear: the day is approaching, and the Night Stalker is the right way to survive.

As for women.

Scold!

In the previous life, I was single for half my life.

I am not afraid of being single in this life.

It's a long dark night, and it's the right thing to do when you study the magic lamp.

But before that, Jiang Han wanted to learn something.

Jiangjia Martial Arts Hall.

It is located in the open space in the front yard of the Jiang family.

It is said to be a martial arts hall, but it is actually a huge blank grass field of more than ten acres, the surrounding courtyard walls are nearly two zhang high, and the corners of the four walls are two zhang high, and there is a lighthouse with embedded lights, and there are soul-destroying lamps placed inside.

The school yard is divided into an inner courtyard and an outer courtyard, separated by a moon arch, and now the arch and the wall are mottled, which shows that the Jiang family was once generous, and now it is declining little by little.

Since he was ten years old, Jiang Han has rarely come here.

After all, he grew up in a martial arts family, but he couldn't practice martial arts, and this fate was not acceptable to everyone.

People who talk about salted fish in their mouths may not really be willing to live a salted fish life.

This was the case with Jiang Han in the past, and the same is true with Jiang Han now.

It's just that he has lived one more life, Jiang Han doesn't want to practice martial arts so hard, he just wants to live a little longer and see more of this magical world.

For Jiang Han, this is a rebirth, and it is also another continuation of his archaeology.

Early in the morning, nearly 100 children had gathered in the outer courtyard of the martial arts hall, standing on wooden stakes of different heights, squatting horses, or golden roosters independently.

Several martial arts masters are responsible for teaching, supervising, and correcting these martial arts children.

These martial artists are all registered disciples of Jiang Yedu, and when they came to the Jiang family to practice martial arts, they were also responsible for teaching the Jiang family's basic skill 'fixed pile style'.

Jiang Han stood not far away and looked carefully, these children were very enthusiastic about practicing martial arts, few of them were playful, and some even gritted their teeth with tears and persevered, showing maturity and tenacity far beyond their peers.

Jiang Han is not surprised by this, the ancient village, a god-abandoned land, survival is the most difficult, if you don't learn martial arts, basically in distress is equivalent to giving it in vain.

"That kid, what are you looking at? There is no teaching fee!" A martial artist noticed Jiang Han, and walked over in a somewhat unkind tone, and when he got closer, the other party's expression was stunned, and he hurriedly arched his hand and said: "It turned out to be Cousin Jiang, a rare guest, a rare guest, I heard my uncle say, you are sick, who are you?"

Jiang Han noticed the perfunctory attitude of the other party when he gave up his hand and the arrogance of looking at the outsider in his eyes, and immediately understood the root cause.

Zhao Chong, the cousin of his maternal uncle's family, obviously knew each other, deliberately reprimanded him from afar, and when he got closer, he was too familiar with the almost mocking routine.

For this kind of person, Jiang Han didn't want to pay attention to it at all, and simply pretended not to know.

He walked a few steps to the inner courtyard with his hands behind his back, and then paused: "Oh, come and see my family's one-third of an acre of land, the teaching is good, continue, and go back and collect a few taels of silver from you." ”

"This guy, half of his feet have stepped into the palace of Hades, and he has learned to put up music, who does he think he is?" Zhao Chong slowly put down his hands, turned around and shook his head: "One acre and three points of land, I don't know if this land will continue to be surnamed Jiang after death, what do you think I came to this broken place every day to suffer?"

"Zhao Chong, what are you talking about with a person who is destined to not live long?" Another martial artist walked over, who was also from the Zhao family, Zhao Cheng, he stared at Jiang Han's back, deliberately raised his voice, and said: "The envoy of the Nine Great Divine Sects will come to the deserted city in another month to select Youlin and Zhifeng to cultivate, cousin Zhao Wan'er has been talented since she was a child, and she is likely to be selected, but now because she has a marriage contract with that guy, the Zhao family will bear some bad reputation and rumors, I am afraid it will become a burden on the selection...... Look at it, the head of the family will definitely regret the marriage, why should you bother with him, if you have this time, improve your strength a lot, maybe you will be selected by the nine major sects, and from now on get rid of the suffering of not going out at night, wouldn't it be more leisurely?"

Zhao Chong said: "What you said is, it's a pity, Jiang Yedu seems to be afraid that we will be chosen by the envoy, so he deliberately sent the sect to teach this group of fart dolls, hehe, he really served the elders' shelves!"

Zhao Cheng shook his head and said: "The elders of the clan all say that the Jiang family's exercises are extremely unique, and they can even restrain ghosts and resentful spirits when cultivated to the depths, Zhao Chong, bear with it first, in fact, if you want me to say, with your talent, it is also possible to be selected by the envoy of the sect, don't you say?"

Zhao Chong smiled proudly: "Zhao Cheng, you also have a chance, according to me, the Jiang family's exercises are not very good, if it is really powerful, the Jiang family will not leave this place of divine abandonment, and Jiang Han's guy will be taken away from his soul by the ghost? I really don't understand, what do the elders in the clan think, I have to come to suffer this bird anger and make money for the Jiang family for free." ”

"Why don't you go back first, and I'll teach you?" Zhao Cheng said sincerely.

"Okay, then I'll go back first. ”

Zhao Chong left impatiently, Zhao Cheng's eyes showed depth, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "Zhao Chong, you are still too young." ”