"Are you sure you take it?" Bai Tang suddenly opened his mouth to confirm.

The woman didn't react all at once, she was still a little dazed in her emotions just now, and it took a few seconds for Bai Tang to come back to her senses after she finished speaking, but she still said in a very resolute tone: "Sure." ”

"I see." Bai Tang sighed and stood up, shaking his robe, "But, that ghost is not here now, I can't catch it, I'll go to your house for the next time, as long as he comes, I will imprison him, and I will come to take him away when the time comes." ”

Hearing that Bai Tang was sure that she could take it away, the woman's restless heart finally let go, and her languishing expression was filled with gratitude: "Then trouble the white master!" ”

Jiang Futing had never seen Bai Tang go into battle, and the only time he used it was on himself.

He watched Bai Tang walk back and forth in the room, as if counting something, and stood in the corridor next to the entrance of the restaurant after making sure he was sure.

Then he took out a mess from the rag bag and fiddled around with it on the ground.

Jiang Futing is very strange every time, these things are taken out like decorations, and they have no practical use, and in the end, he uses his own ghost spirit secretly, and he always makes so much effort.

Suddenly there was a pile of earthy yellow stone-like things on the ground, oval, and covered with dense dots, a few dark with a little dark red.

"What is this?" Jiang Futing asked.

"Bodhi." Bai Tang very patiently lined up the small yellow stones, leaving a staggered gap in the middle, and after arranging them, he jumped out and suddenly added to Jiang Futing: "Coiled." ”

"What?" Jiang Futing didn't understand the second half of what he said, and looked at him inexplicably.

"It's already pulped." Bai Tang continued.

Jiang Futing still looked at him, Bai Tang also looked at him with a face, the two stared at each other for a while, and then Bai Tang said: "You don't know!" ”

"Why should I know." Jiang Futing was a little speechless about his unexplained feelings, and replied lightly.

"Aren't rich people like to play this, I'll play this kind of thing with your father," Bai Tang said as he set up a rack and quickly pinched his handprint.

Jiang Futing looked at the person who said that he would enter the state, and he didn't know where he got the conclusion that all rich people have to like this thing.

But Bai Tang's serious appearance does have an indescribable taste.

He took a few steps back, quietly looking at Bai Tang's back, and the moment the ghost qi gushed out of him, the wind surged.

The robes and the tips of his hair fluttered in the wind as the ghostly energy swirled around him, and a light breeze filled his robes.

The thick black gas dispersed into several strips and spread out in all directions, burying it into the ground along the Bodhi Zi he had arranged, spreading out, and writing out runes that Jiang Futing still couldn't understand, and after the writing was completed, they all gathered together and poured into the center of the formation.

After setting up the formation, Bai Tang pointed a little at his fingertips, and only saw Bodhizi light up.

The woman had not fully recovered from the wind that had just been rolled up, and then she saw a pile of stones on the ground burst into light at the same time, and the shock on her face could not be concealed.

So the props are

Take it to bluff people.

Jiang Futing came to this conclusion and watched Bai Tang slowly put away the Bodhi Zi.

"Alright." Bai Tang turned his head and said to the woman who was still surprised and couldn't come back to her senses: "Generally, it is more likely to appear at night, so before you catch it, try to stay at home at night." ”

"Okay, okay!" The woman nodded vigorously, with admiration and incredulity on her face in addition to surprise: "I remember." ”

When he left the woman's house, Bai Tang did not go back immediately, but took Jiang Futing to slowly pace on the road.

There was the constant sound of cars cutting through the air, honking horns, and the hip-hop of crowds walking by.

"How does it feel?" Bai Tang noticed that Jiang Futing seemed to be walking very slowly, and he felt a little absent-minded, and every time he was a little faster than him, he pressed his steps again.

Jiang Futing looked at the bricks on the sidewalk, a few bricks were broken, and after walking a few steps, a few bricks were warped, and he thought that on a rainy day, the shoes would definitely get wet when he stepped on this brick, and what kind of shoes would they be, whether the man stepped on it or the woman stepped on it, if it was a child, he would definitely be scolded by his parents.

His thoughts drifted far away, and he didn't want to think about Bai Tang's question anyway.

How it feels, it's not really good, but it's not that good either.

It's just that when I saw the man in the room, I had an indescribable feeling, he wasn't the kind of person who was too sensitive to other things, but he still had a feeling of breathlessness at that moment.

He kind of understood where Bai Tang's light breeze came from, he was different from his own indifference.

He knows the environment he grew up in, school, family, and that's all, it's very simple. I don't have much interest in anything else, and I don't like to talk too much nonsense to others, and I feel like a waste of time.

That's about it.

But Bai Tang's clouds were light and light, and Jiang Futing frowned, probably because he had seen and felt things like this countless times today.

Feelings, parting, hurting, humanity.

Every day, for decades, from the ups and downs at the beginning to the numbness now.

The first time he saw him, he felt a strong breath of vicissitudes, and his vicissitudes probably struggled out of the pain of countless people.

He felt things that no one else could feel in his life, and he also experienced things that should not have belonged to him.

But Bai Tang kept him spotless and clean, as if nothing could contaminate him.

What if it was yourself?

"I want to think about it." Jiang Futing waited a long time before replying.

"Well, you think slowly." Bai Tang was not in a hurry, it was useless to be anxious at this time, Jiang Futing was different from the environment in which he grew up before.

He was originally forced to enter this industry, unlike himself, who has been exposed to his ears and eyes since he was a child.

This question came to mind as soon as school started week, and Jiang Futing had no answer, just like the unsteady feeling of hanging in mid-air and not stepping on the ground under his feet.

Bai Tang had said that he would teach him a serious cultivation path, and he was also put aside.

It seems to be a simple question, but it is difficult, and there are too many aspects involved, and they are inextricably linked.

When he arrived at the class, Jiang Futing found that the position behind his seat, which had been empty for nearly two weeks, was suddenly filled.

Yang Linsheng sat there very quietly, without the previous chatter, his face was very calm and there was no such arrogance as before, dragging to the sky.

When Jiang Futing sat in his place, Yang Linsheng didn't come up to greet him with a cheeky ass as before.

It seems that people change easily, and in an instant, things are different.

Until the end of the last class in the morning, the students in the classroom dispersed, Jiang Futing stood up and turned around, and Yang Linsheng was still sitting in his position, stunned.

He picked up his meal card, walked over and knocked on the other party's table: "Not going to lunch?"

Yang Linsheng raised his head sluggishly when he heard his voice, and smiled: "It's okay, I'm not too hungry, I don't eat and be a god." ”

Jiang Futing looked at him with an ugly smile, but the tone of his voice was not much different from before, and he withdrew his gaze and ignored him again.

When he walked to the door, he heard a "bang" sound from behind him, and the table was earth-shattering, and then there were eager steps to catch up quickly from behind.

"Not to be a god?" Jiang Futing said without replying.

"Just talking, I wasn't hungry just now, and now I'm suddenly hungry again." As soon as Yang Linsheng came out of the classroom, he began to tremble, "Damn, it's so cold!" ”

Jiang Futing swept the clothes he was wearing with his residual vision, "Wear that." ”

"It's like you're wearing more than I am." Yang Linsheng hugged his arms and complained: "I haven't reacted to the cold in the morning, this will come out and have consciousness!" ”

Jiang Futing took off his coat and threw it to him, "I'll lend you for a while." ”

Yang Linsheng was a little stunned when he took his coat, and after hesitating for a long time, he didn't know whether to put it on: "Borrow me?" ”

Then under Jiang Futing's cold gaze, he put it on his body a little uncomfortably, "This coat is quite warm, what kind of material, go buy one tomorrow." ”

"I don't know." Jiang Futing said lightly.

"Hey!" Yang Linsheng called him suddenly, but he didn't speak.

"How?" Jiang Futing turned his head to look at him, but the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrate, and he lowered his head again and took it out to look at it, it was Bai Tang's.

- I'm going to go to the underworld in the afternoon, and when I come back late in the evening, you can finish reading the book first, and I'll teach you the official ghost path tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Jiang Futing looked at the information and paused, Bai Tang had been very busy in the past two days, and he had only come back in the middle of the morning for three consecutive nights, and when he woke up, he could still hear the sound of him continuing to play games.

When he got up, he could be seen slumped in a chair and fell asleep, and he had to fight him back to bed every morning.

He put his mind away, and then replied simply: I know.

After Yang Linsheng waited for him to finish sending the message, his gaze stayed on his face for a while, his face was as cold and resolute as ever, but his eyes were a little different at that moment: "Jiang Futing, I feel that you have been different recently."

。 ”

"What?" Jiang Futing put away his phone and looked up at him.

Yang Linsheng smiled wantonly and patted the coat he was wearing on his shoulders: "What did you ...... before?"

He looked at the path in front of him, and every time he landed on the ground, he could hear the sound of the ice ballast breaking under his feet: "It's as cold as this weather, it's all to you when it's big things outside, and you can't hit you with eight poles." ”

Jiang Futing listened to him silently on the side, without saying a word.

"This semester." Yang Linsheng continued in the same tone: "It's nothing to deal with you for a while. ”

"What?" Jiang Futing looked at him.

Yang Linsheng turned his head with a serious expression on his face, and said seriously: "It's not close to people." ”

Jiang Futing looked at him, his eyes returned to calm, just like the ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years, and he felt that he was right, and he was very cooperative.

Yang Linsheng immediately stretched out his finger and pointed at him: "That's it." ”

Jiang Futing stared at his fingers, and his sharp gaze could pierce his fingers through several holes.

Yang Linsheng immediately withdrew his fingers under the coercion of his eyes and knocked his head: "Alas, I can't remember the things two days ago, but I still thank you for the previous things, although they are all occasional, they have helped us many times, and my mother has always said to find a chance to invite you to a meal." ”

(End of chapter)