"You can leave."

Yin Evil suddenly appeared at the door, dressed in black, and said expressionlessly.

After he said this, he didn't wait for Lin Qianmo to answer, and walked into the back room by himself.

Lin Qianmo shrugged his shoulders and woke up the little gray ash.

"Wow!"

The little gray gray who didn't sleep until he woke up naturally bared his teeth and expressed dissatisfaction.

Lin Qianmo, who had expected this, released a temptation: "Little brother, the plan of the day lies in the morning, how about I take you to eat delicious?" I heard that there is a good beef noodle restaurant in the back street of the school, which is fragrant and delicious, how about we give it a try? ”

Xiao Gray, who was originally angry about getting up, heard that he could enjoy the food, his dark eyes suddenly showed a look of satisfaction, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva very humanely.

Lin Qianmo couldn't help but smile and shake his head, what a foodie!

……

For three days in a row, Lin Qianmo kept carrying the little ash back and forth between the school and the burning house.

These days have been calm, and no one else has visited the burning house.

The exchange between Lin Qianmo and Yin Evil was no more than three sentences.

Two of the sentences were said by Lin Qianmo.

This made Lin Qianmo's experience of sitting in the burning house extremely poor.

Yin and evil are completely two extremes with Zhou Jiahao.

One can't wait to make eye contact with everything, and the other has so many words that people's ears twitch.

Fortunately, Lin Qianmo focused on cultivation, and he was only dedicated to becoming stronger.

Due to the exercises, he sorted out the order of cultivation.

During the day, he practiced "Zhiyang Qiankun Wuji Gong", "Daming King Divine Power", and "Sword God Smile".

At night, he practiced the visualization map, the "Divine Recitation Sword Body Formula" and the "Heavenly Providence Four Elephant Formula".

In addition, with monkey wine and spiritual secret medicine as arm help, the progress of several exercises is very good.

Of course, the premise of considerable progress is the sharp depletion of evil thoughts.

There are 35 evil thoughts left.

Of them, 30 points were going to be used for the lottery, but he had been busy cultivating for days, so he put this matter on hold again and again.

In fact, in the past three days, nothing has happened.

At noon today, Zhou Jiahao's parents and Li Hao appeared on time, Zhou's father was very tough and wanted to take Zhou Jiahao away.

Zhou Jiahao said that he was not willing to say anything.

The two argued.

Lin Qianmo consciously left the dormitory to make room for Zhou Jiahao's family, he took the little gray beard to eat and drink, and before leaving the restaurant, he received messages from Zhou Jiahao and Li Hao.

The message sent by Zhou Jiahao was: I successfully stayed, thank you, Momo.

And the message from Li Hao was: Zhou Jiahao's parents want to talk to you.

After Lin Qianmo saw Li Hao's news, he suddenly felt bad.

What do you mean by wanting to talk to me, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother are definitely masters of the Hou-level realm, what can you have in common with me?

It is clear that Zhou Jiahao, a deflated calf, sold himself.

Thinking of being worried about himself by two Hou-level masters, Lin Qianmo only felt that his scalp was slightly numb.

Ay.

Forced to helpless, Lin Qianmo returned to the dormitory with Xiao Ash.

Zhou Jiahao looked at him apologetically.

Zhou's mother took the initiative to chat with Lin Qianmo, and her words were gentle, as if chatting with a junior, and the general meaning of the conversation was to let Lin Qianmo take care of Zhou Jiahao more in the future.

Father Zhou stood aside, with a straight face, and looked at Lin Qianmo without saying a word, and his eyes that had not changed for thousands of years made Lin Qianmo feel like he was on pins and needles.

Li Haole watched the play with his arms crossed on the side, and he felt very happy that Lin Qianmo was deflated.

Call you no small or big, I don't clean you up, someone will always clean you up!

There was no way, Lin Qianmo, who was in dire straits, had no choice but to chat with Zhou's mother.

In the end, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother left.

When Father Zhou was leaving, he patted Lin Qianmo's shoulder and said two words meaningfully: "Not bad." ”

Lin Qianmo reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "Uncle Zhou said he was smiling." ”

He swore viciously in his heart, wait for this! Uncle Rongben's cultivation keeps up with you, and sooner or later he will find the field, and he is really tired of forcing his face to laugh!

Afterwards, Zhou Jiahao sincerely apologized, Lin Qianmo saw that he had woken up himself, he was too lazy to care, left the dormitory in advance, took the little ash ash, and rushed to burn the house.

"I'm so angry!"

Lin Qianmo got out of the car with the little gray ash in his arms and walked on the plum blossom path of the burning house, and his depression was still gone.

He can understand Zhou's father and Zhou's mother's concern for their son.

But through this incident, he also deeply understood that the weak have no right to speak!

If his cultivation is higher than that of Zhou's father and Zhou's mother, or he is on par with them.

Even if Zhou Jiahao pulls himself as a shield, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother will discuss with him politely, instead of passively accepting the conversation.

No one likes to be threatened, even if there is no malice in it.

"I have to draw a prize tonight, and my depressed mood is relieved."

Lin Qianmo smacked his lips and walked into the first tiled room.

"Hey, facial paralysis isn't there."

Lin Qianmo muttered.

"Facial paralysis" is Lin Qianmo's nickname for the end of the evil.

Lin Qianmo walked to the workbench and sat down to practice the visualization map.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was nine o'clock in the evening.

The incineration was still deserted.

In the long street, except for these two illuminated tiled houses, the rest of the houses were in silent darkness.

Suddenly, the silent atmosphere of the old street was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Lin Qianmo, who heard the voice, opened his eyes, and the little gray ash also raised his dog's head, and looked out with big eyes shining.

Before the footsteps reached the door, the sound of words was heard.

"Mr. Yin, excuse me, recently, there has been a special supernatural incident that you need to deal with, I called you, but I couldn't get through, so I had to take the initiative to come with the body of the deceased."

The voice is somewhat familiar.

Lin Qianmo thought about it a little, and determined that this voice was the person in charge of the supernatural incident of the Wushi Police Station that he had seen last time, Huang Ruihong.

"A special paranormal event?"

"It seems that tonight is the time to experiment with the method of channeling darkness that Mr. Yin taught me."

Lin Qianmo sighed slightly.

Huang Ruihong's figure appeared at the door, followed by several team members, carrying three coffins.

Lin Qianmo's eyelids jumped and he frowned slightly.

"Three more people are dead!"

When Huang Ruihong saw Lin Qianmo, the look of surprise on his face flashed: "It's you?" What about Mr. Yin? ”

Lin Qianmo replied: "Mr. Yin went out on errands, let me take care of the burning house for him for a while." ”

"Huh?" Huang Ruihong was stunned for a moment, and after showing surprise in his eyes, he then looked at Lin Qianmo in surprise, "Old Mr. Yin chose you to inherit his mantle?" ”

"Master taught him the secret arts."

Before Lin Qianmo could say anything, the elusive evil all appeared outside the door and answered for him.

"You can go through the seclusion alone?" Huang Ruihong nodded at Yin Evil and looked at Lin Qianmo in surprise.