Senior Brother Yang told He Xianquan that the task was the morning after tomorrow, and there was still one day to prepare tomorrow, and after that, he left.

Lang Zhiwei immediately turned out the contents of the snakeskin bag, like a child who got a bunch of new toys, and played with each item with great interest.

He Xianquan glanced at it a few times, then lost interest, hurriedly returned to his room, took out the Azure Legend from the space ring, and directly flipped to the catalog of the spell section.

There are a lot of spells in the book, a total of thirty-two, the length of the spells is one page, except for the sea and the blood boiling, the other spells are very long, judging from the table of contents, some spells even occupy two pages!

"Let's see what the spells are, and we'll have to learn something useful for the upcoming mission." He Xianquan said secretly in his heart. He spent this time in a very busy state, and he didn't even have time to read the other parts of the Azure Biography, so he could only pick out some useful ones to read first.

Senior Brother Yang also revealed just now that the object of the mission is a ghost king, who is essentially a ghost, but when he cultivates strongly, he has to learn some spells for ghosts.

Fire Serpent, Necrophilia, Soul Fixation......

He Xianquan was a little hesitant, he didn't know which one to start with, just from the words of the spell, he could roughly know what it meant, but the specific object that the spell could hurt was not clear. For example, corpse control can control corpses on the surface, but whether corpses can fight ghosts is a big question.

He Xianquan knew the gap between himself and Senior Brother Yang, Senior Sister Bai Ling, and even Liang Huiqi, although he was lucky enough to fuse the grimace skin, and got a holy weapon to help him accommodate mana, but the foundation was too weak, just like having an advanced alien spaceship, but he didn't know how to operate it at all.

"When you settle down, you must make up for your knowledge in the academy." He Xianquan sighed, according to the feeling of the name of the spell and the length of the spell. I chose a spell called "Soul Repellent", which literally was supposed to keep spirits out, and if a ghost rushed over, it would bounce away after casting.

He laughed happily as he imagined the Ghost King being bounced away by his incantation.

Although He Xianquan's self-study is said to be very confidential, it has a fatal flaw, that is, without anyone to guide him, he does not know how this kind of spell is used, and he has no place to try this spell, after all, there are no scattered ghosts in the Ghost Hunting Association.

Soul rejection is still a little simpler than the sea of rivers. The length was about the same, and in two hours, He Xianquan memorized the spell hard, and the rest was to recite it more proficiently.

Through reciting the spirit rejection technique and the enthusiasm boiling, he became more and more proficient in the knowledge of the divine language, as if he felt that there was a certain connection between each divine language character, and he gave full play to the characteristics of the scholar who was good at summarizing, but he failed to summarize any rules.

"Maybe I'm too anxious, after all, the language of God is very different from the language system of the real world. It's good to have a little bit of insight now. He Xianquan is now very good at self-deprecation, and he is also very open to some things that cannot be successful, so the haze in his heart immediately disappeared.

Just as he was about to choose his next spell, there was a slight sound of footsteps and a knock on the door. The authentic three regular knocks on the door seem to be very polite, judging from the slight footsteps that the person must be a woman.

He Xianquan is now a martial arts master, and hearing these voices is not a big deal. The detective knowledge in his brain also helped him a lot, so he usually likes to scrutinize it when he is fine, to verify whether the detective knowledge is good or not.

The person who came should have come to find Lang Zhiwei. Because He Xianquan is no longer familiar with other girls in the academy except for Wang Weiqian, but one of the senior sisters has an unclear attitude.

Lang Zhiwei agreed loudly, and then there was a faint noise, which should be the sound of him putting the equipment and items into the snakeskin bag.

With the sound of the door opening, Lang Zhiwei's slight surprise also came in.

……

"Big ...... Big sister! Lang Zhiwei looked a little cramped, and stood at the door stunned.

If a person who usually thinks of herself as a goddess stands at the door, with a tenderness in his eyes that he has never felt before, any man will immediately freeze, and even if the world collapses at this time, I am afraid that it is nothing in the eyes of men.

"Are you going to keep looking at me at the door? I'm a little thirsty. Senior Sister Bai Ling said with a smile and pointed to her mouth.

Lang Zhiwei immediately followed the white and slender fingers to look at the plump and bright red lips, and involuntarily "ah" in his mouth, his throat moved, "grunt", the speed of his heartbeat continued to rise, and a large amount of blood rushed to his head, making his face immediately red.

What he was thinking naturally couldn't hide from the shrewd senior sister, Bai Ling snapped his fingers and made him sober up.

"Come in, is the senior sister drinking beer, drinks or mineral water?" Lang Zhiwei regretted it a little after saying this, which reminded him of the shouts of the sales conductor on the train in the last century: beer, drinks, mineral water, peanuts and melon seeds and eight-treasure porridge, let me go, please shrink your feet!

Bai Ling smiled, which made Lang Zhiwei even more excited, and hurriedly leaned sideways to light her in.

After entering the room, Bai Ling frowned and forbade his nose.

A beautiful and elegant girl's room is clean and tidy, which is like a boy's dormitory, and it is not too much to describe the room of two people with three words of dirty mess, and the smell is naturally needless to say, with a sour smell.

Lang Zhiwei was a little embarrassed on his face, laughed dryly, and hurriedly explained: "I haven't opened the window for ventilation for a long time, and the air quality is not too good, haha." ”

Bai Ling waved his hand and asked, "Is He Gongxian here?" ”

Lang Zhiwei nodded immediately, and was about to call He Xianquan out, but saw his door open, and He Xianquan walked out of it.

"Senior sister, this is a ghost hunting department, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the law enforcement team if you cross the line without permission?" He Xianquan was not confused by the appearance of the senior sister, and maintained a clear appearance.

"What kind of person are you, Senior Sister, the first person in the academy, one of the students who are allowed to enter and leave anywhere in the academy." Lang Zhiwei immediately defended Bai Ling and smiled flatteringly at her.

Bai Ling didn't show a smug look. didn't pay attention to Lang Zhiwei's compliment, and said to He Xianquan: "I came this time to invite you to explore the haunted house behind the teaching building, I don't know if you have the guts to ......" Speaking of this, she stopped and looked at He Xianquan provocatively.

Men are good-looking, from young to eighty years old, the last thing they want to hear is that women say that men have no courage, He Xianquan will not be an exception, as soon as he heard Bai Ling's words, without the slightest hesitation, he immediately said: "What is a haunted house." My dignified ...... Dignified ...... I dare to go! ”

After Lang Zhiwei heard this, he immediately woke up from the state of being confused by Bai Ling, his face changed, and he hurriedly pushed He Xianquan and glanced at him.

Bai Ling seemed to be very satisfied with He Xianquan's performance, showing a look of admiration for the hero, and said: "Then let's make an appointment to meet at the door of the haunted house at eleven o'clock in the evening, and we will see you or leave!" After that, he ignored Lang Zhiwei's obstruction and left.

He Xianquan still looked proud, after all, in this open and secret battle. He felt like he had the upper hand.

"Xiao He, how can you promise her. That haunted house didn't even dare to enter the first-level tutor, it was said that there were several ghost kings in it, and even the founder of the academy couldn't get them away. What are your skills as a newly enrolled student? Lang Zhiwei slammed the door shut and shouted at He Xianquan.

He Xianquan didn't realize that things were wrong, and said, "Senior Sister dares to break in, why don't I dare?" ”

"People are geniuses. Grew up in the academy since she was a child, maybe she is friends with the ghost king in it, maybe you are an outsider. It's a halfway monk, even if you learn a few weird spells, can you beat the ghost king? Lang Zhiwei asked sharply.

He Xianquan was silent and began to reflect on his behavior just now. Obviously, Bai Ling came for a purpose, not to drink water when he was thirsty, but to target He Xianquan.

Not long ago in the ring challenge, many people could see that the illusion Bai Ling lost to He Xianquan, but He Xianquan feinted at a critical time, and the other thing is that he and Bai Ling entered the Divine Language Hall together to break through, what kind of person is Bai Ling, that is the first person in the Ghost Hunting Academy with talent, how can he break through with a fledgling boy.

If you consider these aspects, maybe Bai Ling will really do something to frame He Xianquan, then it will be easy to explain her appearance in He Xianquan's dormitory tonight. She didn't want He Xianquan to enter the Divine Language Hall with her, and she also avenged the defeat in the ring.

He Xianquan shook his head, and secretly said in his heart: It's a bit too much to think of a beautiful woman like a fairy.

Another possibility is that Bai Ling wants to test He Xianquan's strength to see if he is qualified to enter the Divine Language Hall with her, and the haunted house is a good place to test him.

"Whatever, I've already promised anyway, if I want to break my promise, it's impossible, even if I die inside!" He Xianquan no longer thought about the haunted house, and began to count the equipment and items in the snakeskin bag one by one, and asked Lang Zhiwei for advice on the use of equipment and items, and put them into the space ring.

Although Lang Zhiwei has no mana and his talent is much worse, his knowledge of equipment and items is very high, obviously because of his interests.

In addition to some paper talismans, there are also some consumable items that are elixirs, some for external injuries, some for soul injuries, some for stabilizing the soul and the body, and some for replenishing mana.

"Didn't you say that ghosts and the like are afraid of children's pee?" He Xianquan asked Lang Zhiwei.

Lang Zhiwei laughed and said: "You have watched too many Hong Kong films in the eighties, but the child's urine does have a restraining effect on some ghosts, but it is not so useful, especially when the ghost cultivates to the level of the ghost king, only spells above level three will play a role in harming him." ”

He Xianquan smiled awkwardly and asked how to use some equipment.

"This hat looks like an ordinary hat, but it can actually play a role in strengthening mental power. Spiritual power is also known as brain waves in the world, and its function is to strengthen people's control of magic weapons, similar to the realm of 'human sword unity'. Lang Zhiwei introduced.

He Xianquan put on his hat and called out the jade sword Tianxuan, and sure enough, he felt that the connection with Tianxuan was much closer.

I tried a few other pieces of equipment, and although they all had some effect, they were not too satisfactory.

The biggest gain was Lang Zhiwei's detailed explanation, which let He Xianquan know the importance of refining tools and medicine.

He thought of Lu Hai and Lao Shouxing at the auction again, and also remembered that there were also people who specialized in refining weapons and medicine in the Ghost Hunting Academy, otherwise it would be impossible to keep items for sale in the equipment supermarket all the time.

After Lang Zhiwei finished explaining, he returned to his dormitory to study hard, this time Senior Brother Yang did not take him to the task, which made him angry, although he was a monk halfway, but he still became an excellent ghost catcher.

He Xianquan stretched his waist, walked out of the room, and called Lang Zhiwei to go to the canteen for supper, saying that it was a canteen, which was comparable to a seven-star hotel in the real world in terms of scale and grade, and after the two enjoyed the food, He Xianquan was forcibly pulled by Lang Zhiwei to the playground of the ghost hunting department for a walk.

The starlight at night above the academy is no different from the real world, the silver moonlight and the distant starlight cover the buildings of the academy with a layer of silver sand, which looks noble and arrogant!

I don't know what kind of lighting is used around the huge playground, but the playground is clearly visible, but the light is relatively soft, and it looks like there is some romance in it.

Students and instructors walked around the playground, some of them seemed to have become lovers, whispering in relatively hidden corners.

He Xianquan refused to waste time, chanting three mantras while walking, after this period of hard study and practice, the time to finish reciting the sea has been shortened to five seconds, he feels that this time has reached the limit, unless there is a better way, it is absolutely impossible to break through.

The duration of the sea is still relatively long, it can normally last for about ten minutes, as long as the state of the sea is opened, you can absorb the energy in it and store it into mana, as long as the opponent's spell is not too violent, he is almost in an invincible state.

The time for the blood boiling has also been shortened to seven seconds, only the newly learned soul rejection technique takes the longest time, and it takes thirty seconds to complete it, as for the ghost slaying spell and ghost transformation spell that Shen Wuji learned before, they have reached the realm where the spell will be formed as soon as the mind moves.

It was late at night, and the students left the playground one after another, some went to the big classroom for evening self-study, and some went back to the dormitory to rest.

He Xianquan looked at his watch, the time had already pointed to ten o'clock in the middle of the night, so he separated from Lang Zhiwei and went to the back of the office building alone.

When he came to the back of the office building, He Xianquan found that this large area was a plain, an almost endless plain, and a lonely old-fashioned building stood out on the huge plain.

The building was a little cold in the moonlight, and the shattered entrance door constantly emitted chills that made those who approached shiver.

From time to time, strange noises came from inside the building, and the sound seemed to come from the eighteenth layer of hell, which was very uncomfortable to listen to.

Before I got close to the building, I saw a huge plaque standing on the ground, with a line of large characters written on it, and the large white characters were particularly eye-catching at night: Haunted houses are dangerous, and no one should approach!

A yin wind blew out from the entrance of the building, and He Xianquan suddenly felt a bone-piercing chill penetrate his body, making him shiver involuntarily.

"Come, come on......" A faint voice suddenly came from inside the building, and the voice seemed to have a huge seductive power, making He Xianquan raise his feet and slowly walk towards the dark entrance...... (To be continued......)