To turn around, or not to turn around?

This is a question, Zhang Hua did hear a very deep voice, and it was right behind him.

If you don't turn around, it's cowardice. Turned around, what if it was really a ghost?

Sometimes things that science can't explain, are playing out right now.

Cao Fan smiled and signaled Zhang Hua not to be afraid, but Zhang Hua had to be afraid, because it was true that the airflow behind him was too cold.

Creeps.

"Who are you? Don't scare me. Zhang Hua said cautiously.

"I am the history of Jiangzhou in the Great Jin Dynasty, Wang Xizhi, the word Yi is less. A very deep voice came into Zhang Hua's ears.

This time Zhang Hua really heard it clearly, and the person behind him was called Wang Xizhi, he was a little unconvinced, and questioned: "Wang Xizhi, the assassin of Jiangzhou in the Jin Dynasty, hehe, it means that you are a book saint? Zhang Hua turned around and saw a cloud of black gas in front of him, and the shadow of the ancient soul gradually appeared. The appearance of the soul shadow flashing at this moment is indeed the appearance of Wang Xizhi seen in the history textbook when he was a child, the only difference is the shadow in front of him, there is a sense of gloom, simplicity, and vicissitudes. Teach the elusive. Zhang Hua's face was so frightened at the moment that he was about to faint to the ground.

Cao Fan supported him in time, and Zhang Hua did not faint. Cao Fan was also puzzled, wasn't he the only one who could see ghosts?

"Are you really Wang Xizhi?" Zhang Hua also saw the shadow of the ghost, he didn't believe in ghosts, but the truth in front of him was indeed real, and he couldn't help but believe it.

The floating object in front of him is the appearance of an ancient person, which is the soul of the legend.

"The old decay is Wang Xizhi. The voice of the soul shadow was very low, and Zhang Hua could hear that the voice was coming from the mouth of the ghost that appeared in front of him.

Zhang Hua decided to believe it all.

"You said you are Wang Xizhi, but there is real evidence?" Although Zhang Hua was surprised by the ghost in front of him, what made him even more curious was Wang Xizhi's identity. He is a veteran of archaeology, and it is commonly said that he likes to study historical figures and ancient treasures.

Wang Xizhi was about to reveal his identity to Zhang Hua, but Cao Fan spoke: "My master's soul was stored in the "Huang Ting Jing", because we opened the whole volume of "Huang Ting Jing" before and released him. That calligraphy work is my master's genuine handwriting, otherwise you will get a reward of 100,000 yuan. ”

Cao Fan pointed to the neatly arranged 100,000 yuan as he spoke. Zhang Hua thought of all the previous things, and his good brother Cao Fan said so, it should be true.

"Your master?" Zhang Hua was dumbfounded, more surprised, "How could Wang Xizhi accept you as an apprentice? Fanzi, are you in the Arabian Nights?" Zhang Hua felt that Wang Xizhi would accept him as an apprentice, and he would not accept Cao Fan, a person who had no foundation in history, as an apprentice.

"Master, he said I talked about it all the time. Teach this stinky boy a lesson. "Cao Fan asked Master for protection.

"Don't worry, when you learn my calligraphy attainments, you can slap him in the face. Wang Xizhi hurriedly spoke comfortingly.

After hearing this, Zhang Hua knew that Wang Xizhi had accepted Cao Fan as an apprentice and taught him a lifelong calligraphy skill, and he could no longer be left behind. I couldn't help but "plop" and knelt on the ground, and said this sentence: "The sage of the book is above, please accept the lay disciple Zhang Hua as an apprentice, the disciple is a cow and a horse, and the bones are broken, in order to carry forward the calligraphy of the royal school as his own responsibility, save the calligraphy of the common people in the world, and let the world be full of love." ”

Wang Xizhi naturally won't accept another apprentice, his future is still a mystery, teaching a Cao Fan will use up a lot of soul power, in case he accepts too many apprentices, and the soul that has persisted for more than 1,700 years has no soul power, then he will be doomed.

"I only take one disciple in this life, and that is him. Wang Xizhi's ghost pointed at Cao Fan.

Cao Fan looked at Zhang Hua proudly. Zhang Hua stared at Cao Fan with an envious expression, eager to rush up and beat him, and scolded in his heart: "This stinky boy is too lucky, if he gets Wang Xizhi's calligraphy inheritance, he will definitely go down in history." ”

Cao Fan spoke: "Huazi, you can worship me as a teacher, and when I learn all the skills of my master, I will teach it to you." ”

Zhang Hua said calmly: "gun." "If you kill you, you won't worship Cao Fan as a teacher, Zhang Hua said in his heart.

Cao Fan got the order, took the orchid grass while speaking, stuffed the 50,000 yuan in the room into his carry-on bag, and said, "Master go, let's go home." He told us to get out. ”

Wang Xizhi didn't think they were joking, and in the blink of an eye, he floated into the orchid grass pot.

Zhang Hua immediately took Cao Fan's hand and teased in a female voice: "Big official, don't be angry with the slave family, don't leave." ”

Cao Fan looked at Zhang Hua who was so twisted that he almost didn't spit it out.

"You. Cao Fan hurriedly said seriously. "I'm not leaving. ”

"Okay, slave family receives. Zhang Hua hurriedly lay on the ground and rolled up.

Cao Fan looked at Zhang Hua who was rolling on the ground, holding his stomach and laughing.

At this time, the shadow of Wang Xi's soul appeared, and there was such a sentence floating in the air: "You have insulted the door style of my king's faction, and I want to expel you and others from the sect." ”

Zhang Hua, who was scrolling, heard this sentence and seemed to understand it, but Cao Fan was suddenly shocked, which meant that Zhang Hua was also accepted as an apprentice by the master. He kicked Zhang Hua, who was rolling, and motioned for him to hurry up.

Zhang Hua was kicked by Cao Fan and didn't understand the intention, but after looking at Cao Fan's eyes, he immediately understood that Wang Xizhi had accepted him as an apprentice.

Zhang Hua stopped rolling, quickly got up and kowtowed, and immediately changed his words: "Master, Zhang Hua and I won't mess around in front of you in the future." Please accept three prostrations. Immediately kowtowed three times, and the indescribable pride and joy in my heart: "From now on, I am also a famous family heir." Besides, I am a personal disciple of the sage Wang Xizhi. ”

Wang Xizhi knew that he had made a mistake, and the so-called eldest husband was difficult to chase after him, so he simply agreed to Zhang Hua and accepted him as an apprentice.

"That's it, that's it, I'll take you as a disciple. Wang Xizhi compromised, and then said in a righteous manner: "You must concentrate on studying in the future, get my mantle as soon as possible, and don't insult the style of my king's faction." ”

Cao Fan replied: "Respect Master's order." ”

Zhang Hua responded: "Only the master's order is obeyed." ”

Wang Xizhi looked at the spirit of the two modern people, and couldn't help but sigh that the breath of youth was so good.

"I've consumed a lot of money today, I'm tired, so I'll take care of my soul for a while. You can make your own arrangements. After Wang Xizhi finished speaking, he returned to the orchid grass pot.

Cao Fan and Zhang Hua said in unison: "Good night, Master." ”

"What does good night mean? Wang Xi thought to himself, he had been wandering for so many years, and for the first time he had the feeling of going home.

......

Night market, Shuzhou grilled fish.

Dahua City has an abundant nightlife, especially the food in the night market, and Shuzhou grilled fish is the signature of the night market.

Because the Shuzhou grilled fish is placed on the side of the road, the diners love the atmosphere very much.

Cao Fan and Zhang Hua haven't eaten for a day.

Zhang Hua nibbled on the lamb skewers that had just been roasted in his mouth, and said to Cao Fan: "The soul you talked about in the afternoon is Master, he possessed Heng Jing's body." You can see spirits in broad daylight?"

Cao Fan gnawed on a big waist, held a roasted chicken foot in his hand, spit out chicken bones in his mouth, and said, "Well, what I saw at that time was Master's soul shadow." I don't know why I can see souls in broad daylight, maybe it's talent. As for Heng Jing, who is still in a coma, it's just that the master has absorbed some of her yin qi, and she will be able to wake up tomorrow morning, don't worry. Of course, he won't tell Zhang Hua that he is an immortal, and he is just experiencing calamities in the world.

Zhang Hua snatched a freshly roasted chicken leg and devoured it. "It's also talented, why don't you say you have a clairway eye. Then you're going to place Master's soul next?"

Cao Fan ate what he was holding, took ten skewers of roast beef, and said while eating: "I'm going to rent a suite, with air conditioning, a balcony, and a backlit community, and it is necessary to keep it damp, cold, and opaque in the room." "Tomorrow is the weekend, there is no need to go to class, Cao Fan and Zhang Hua still have one day to settle Wang Xizhi's soul. For modern college students, as long as they take enough credits, they are not afraid that they will not be able to complete their studies and get their graduation certificates. And college students are the most liberal group in the whole society, and of course they are also the elite at the highest level of mankind. In the end, it is a human being who studies social sciences to accept the soul gods and demons, which requires a run-in process.

"Wouldn't it be nice to close the curtains. Zhang Hua finished eating a roasted chicken leg and brought another roasted eggplant.

"Makes sense. Cao Fan ate the roast beef, began to eat the grilled fish, and picked up the whole one and gnawed it.

"Can you leave me some. Zhang Hua grabbed half of the grilled fish with gloves, and the two of them feasted.

The person next to him only shook his head, these two young people were so good at eating that they didn't eat up all the dishes on the table.

Zhang Hua and Cao Fan picked up their cups and drank a glass of beer each.

"The boss will have another grilled fish, twenty skewers of mutton skewers, ten skewers of roast beef......" Zhang Hua ordered.

The people next to him were too scared to look at the two of them, these two people were too good to eat.

An hour later, it was half past ten in the evening.

Cao Fan and Zhang Hua packed up and returned to the hotel after eating the barbecue, they decided to live here tonight, and after renting a room tomorrow, the two of them would move out of the school.

And whether to tell Heng Jing or not, the two still felt that they couldn't tell her about this matter.

The night market is huge, seven or eight kilometers long. The two of them walked back to the hotel, and the night market was at its most lively.

Many nights to make a living, living a life of black and white, everyone said that when they made money, they would close their jobs and go home to recuperate, but some people did it for forty or fifty years, or even longer.

Some people, life is really a lifetime of using up their lives to live.

And some people only have time to live, but they don't have time to live.

At this time, Cao Fan and Zhang Hua saw a very lively noodle restaurant called Gu Noodles.