He didn't elaborate on that adventure, and I didn't ask in detail, but said, "So, are you the ghost cultivators mentioned in those fantasy books?" ”

"Ghost cultivator?" Zhou Yuhao smiled, "I don't, but this word is appropriate." It's just that if you want to embark on this road, you must have great opportunities and great luck. ”

I gave him a blank look: "You're the one with great luck?" ”

He smiled meaningfully and hugged me: "In my life, I have encountered many calamities and sufferings, but in the end, I will always turn the danger into a disaster, and there will be noble people to help, such as my master, such as you." ”

I was a little smug and elbowed him: "Poor mouth! ”

He laughed and hugged me horizontally: "You are the hero who won the Yin Tai Sui, and I have to treat you well." ”

What kind of reward is this!

But when I really used it, I found that it was really a treat, and when we were upside down, I could feel a force surging towards me from his body, and that power merged with the aura in my body, making the original trickle of aura actually thicker and thicker.

And this time, it was the coolest time for me, I had never found that it was so painful to do it with him, and I couldn't extricate myself.

After doing it, I felt a little unsatisfied for the first time, Zhou Yuhao patted my face and said, "Take a rest first, and I'll meet you tomorrow." ”

My face flushed: "It's obvious that you think about that, right?" ”

He glanced at me meaningfully, and my old face turned even redder. He pinched my face and said, "Okay, let's stop teasing you, hurry up, don't you have a class today?" ”

I then remembered that the holiday had passed, and I looked at the clock, and it was almost half past eight, and I hurriedly got out of bed and dressed: "Why didn't you say it earlier, I'm almost late." ”

I hurriedly grabbed my bag, ran out the door, and drove into the school in a broken van, but luckily, at the last minute, into the classroom.

This class is art history, the content is very boring, the teacher is old, and the speech is a little unclear, so there are few people who listen carefully, and they all turn their heads and start a small desertion.

Song Song pushed me and said with a smile: "Did you just meet your lover and come back?" ”

I was stunned for a moment: "What lover, don't talk nonsense." ”

Song Song laughed twice: "I still don't admit it, you look at your face full of spring, you have definitely just been moistened by the rain, and you dare to say that you are not going to meet a lover?" ”

I glanced at her with the eyes of a monster, although this girl is usually very aggressive, her observation is not ordinarily strong.

"When will you bring your lover to us?" She bumped me with her elbow, "Let's also check for you, Wang Ke, Bijun, are you right?" ”

Wang Ke hurriedly smiled and nodded, although Lin Bijun was cold, his eyes were also full of curiosity.

I ignored them, a bunch of eight women.

"That's right." Song Song seemed to remember something, and pulled my sleeve, "Xiao Lin, have you heard of it, that Han Lulu in the second class next door has been very strange lately." ”

Wang Ke asked with some curiosity: "What's strange?" ”

"Didn't she go home during the National Day holiday?" Song Song said, "I heard that she hit a ghost at home. When she met someone, she asked if she could see the person behind her. But there was no one behind her, and her roommates in her dormitory were all frightened by her, and either went to live in another dormitory, or went home to live, saying that they would not go back to the dormitory. ”

She paused suddenly, and pointed to the door excitedly: "Say Cao Cao Cao is here, you see, Han Lulu is here." ”

Art history is a big class, the two classes of the oil painting department are taken together, I looked up, a thin girl walked in, she is very beautiful, her appearance is the school flower level, but at this time the face is haggard, the hair is messy, with two huge dark circles on the top, it seems that she has not slept well for a long time.

My eyes widened suddenly, and there was really a person behind her.

To be exact, to follow a ghost.

A person who was burned to death, his whole body was black, and he was burned to charcoal, but his eyes were very white, and they were particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

His eyes stared straight at Han Lulu, full of hatred, as if he wanted to skin her and cramp.

The most terrifying thing is that the ghost actually has an ax in his hand, a rusty but bloody axe, and there is blood flowing down the axe, dripping to the ground.

Of course, ordinary people can't see it.

Song Song said: "Jiang Lin, did you say that there was really something unclean behind him?" ”

I said calmly, "If you believe in this kind of thing, you don't believe it." ”

Song Song said: "If I had put it before, I would never have believed it, but when I encountered the incident last time, I couldn't help but believe it." ”

Han Lulu sat in the most remote corner of the first row, bowing her head and not speaking, the charred ghost stood behind her all the time, motionless, got out of class, and followed her again.

I was a little worried, followed to her bedroom, knocked on the door, and opened a small crack for a long time, Han Lulu showed half of her face and looked at me gloomily: "What's the matter?" ”

I smiled and said, "I'm in the first class, and this is what you left behind when you were in class today." "I handed over a small paint tray.

She took the paint tray and said grimly, "Thank you." After speaking, the door was about to close, so I hurriedly stopped: "Han Lulu, I'm a little thirsty, can you give me some water?" ”

Han Lulu stared at me for a long time and opened the door: "Come in." ”

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong rancid smell, and when I looked around, I found that Han Lulu's bed, wardrobe, desk, and other things all had a layer of black oil stains.

I picked up a cup and touched it, it was sticky, like a kitchen without a range hood, and I couldn't wash it no matter how I washed it.

Han Lulu poured me a glass of water with this kind of cup, and I smelled it, and there was a rancid smell in the water.

Suddenly, she stared straight at me and said, "Can you see this person standing behind me?" ”

I glanced behind her shoulder, hesitated, and said, "I can see it." ”

Han Lulu suddenly showed an extremely terrifying expression, took two steps back, and the burner with the axe turned his head and looked at me with those eyes that were too white and less benevolent, and his eyes were full of cruelty.

Suddenly he came up to me, raised his axe, and slashed at me.

I dodged quickly, and the axe slashed at the stool I was sitting on, smashing it to pieces.

My face changed, I pulled out a charm, recited the incantation in my mouth, and threw the charm out, and the charm fell on the axe that burned the ghost, and the axe burst into flames with a thud.

The Burner seemed to be very afraid of fire, hurriedly threw away his axe, glared at me with resentment, and threw himself at me howling.

I sneered, and there was an extra fire-making talisman in my hand: "Dust to dust, dust to dust, you evil ghost who crawled out of hell, give me back to hell!" ”

With that, the fire-making talisman turned into a ball of fire and flew to the body of the Burner, who suddenly turned into a huge flame and turned into pieces of black ash that floated in the air.

It took Han Lulu a long time to come back to her senses, and suddenly pulled me excitedly: "Senior Sister Jiang Lin, save me, please, save our whole family." ”

Saying this, she fell to her knees in front of me with a thud, crying and saying, "If this continues, our whole family will be killed by ghosts." ”

I pulled her up: "Tell me more about it, what the hell is going on?" ”

Han Lulu said that she was so unlucky last semester that she didn't do anything well, and she even failed a subject in the final exam. She was very depressed, and when she went home, she told her parents, who were also very worried, so they went to the goddess in the village to calculate, saying that she was too light and was entangled by lonely ghosts, and she had to do a ritual, and she had to worship a godfather and press it.

There is a custom in our countryside that if a child is too light, he must worship a butcher as a godfather, and use the butcher's bloody and murderous aura to suppress the eight characters and drive away the lonely souls and wild ghosts.

Han's father and Han's mother inquired, the butcher in this village is already very old, and he has long stopped accepting dry sons and daughters, so they heard that there is a middle-aged butcher in the next village, who has just returned from working in Guangdong, and is also doing the work of the meat factory over there, and after coming back, he also continued to kill pigs and sheep for the villagers, and he has not confiscated his goddaughters, which is just right.