This is a beautiful woman in the city, she caress the tombstone with a sad expression, where there is a cold and lonely portrait of the deceased, under which are carved the names and deeds of heroes - Ling Huan, the most outstanding people's teacher, the hero who acted bravely......

Suddenly, a terrible wind whimpered, and the girl seemed to be overwhelmed, and her body slid down inch by inch, until she fell to the ground, then she sobbed sadly, and said resolutely: "Ling Huan, when you leave, you think I will survive?" - No, we can't live together, and we must die together. ”

The sky seemed to be sensed by the girl's mourning, and in the midst of her weeping, the sky suddenly burst into storms, thunder and lightning, and with a "click", the grave really burst, revealing cracks in the forest......

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East Shenzhou Tang Empire, Yangcheng Mansion, Hanxian West Town's Dalang Baked Cake Shop.

Uh, it hurts my head. Ling Huan came to his senses. He vaguely remembered that when he was saving students, he was stabbed several times by gangsters, and finally fell to the ground and passed out.

Am I not dead yet, or am I in the Netherworld? Just when Ling Huan was extremely confused, a sobbing voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Erlang, Brother Da Lang was plotted by someone, and his life and death are uncertain, and now you have left me alone." That being the case, then why did you still pity me and take me in at the beginning? ”

Da Lang, Erlang, wet, Lao Tzu won't transform into Wu Song, right? Ling Huan instantly scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and his scalp was numb.

As soon as the woman's voice fell, an arrogant male voice whispered, but ghostly and then shouted: "Sai Xishi, now that Ling Huan has been bitten to death by a poisonous snake, what other concerns do you have." With this son, he was born with this hall, and he enjoyed endless glory and wealth, so why suffer from this poverty again. ”

Fortunately, it's not the demon woman Pan Jinlian. While Ling Huan breathed a sigh of relief, he was even more dazed. ...... Hey, what kind of thing is the soul life, it's not like the earth's saying at all.

Sai Xi Shi reprimanded coldly: "Shan Zhongtian, you go, our Ling family does not welcome you." ”

Okay, what a chaste woman. Ling Huan secretly praised. Although his mind was full of questions, he was also in awe when he listened to Sai Xishi's words.

"Hmph, this Ling Huan, who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, still owes me a hundred taels of silver, after he dies, you will pay it back, if you don't follow me, can you still afford it?"

"You ......" Sai Xi Shi was angry, but he couldn't refute a word.

Ling Huan was a little confused, what the hell was going on. To say that I am debauched and uninhibited is quite reluctant, and that I don't know how to learn is simply nonsense. Besides, why did this guy frame Lao Tzu for owing him money...... What? Silver ...... Child?......

With a "boom", Ling Huan's brain suddenly exploded, and then a large number of messy memories poured into his mind, making his eyes glaze with stars. It took him a long time to slowly sort out some clues.

It turned out that this was the Tang Empire of the Eastern Shenzhou, when Ling Huan was on the earth, he was stabbed to death by gangsters in order to save the students, and the owner of the body at this time was also called Ling Huan, a 17-year-old boy who was unlearned, exaggerated and frivolous, was calculated by Shan Zhongtian, and died of snake venom, and happened to be occupied by Ling Huanque's dove's nest again, and reincarnated and reborn.

Ling Huan's predecessor can be described as useless, although he is a scholar, he is sparse about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he also wants to cultivate his soul power to become a master.

Soul power is the special energy of cultivation in this world, and the people of the Tang Dynasty have cultivated a powerful soul power and pursued the path of soul sainthood through the cultivation of the same or variety in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

According to legend, the soul path was created by a peerless woman, who with great wisdom, created something out of nothing, cultivated the four souls of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and achieved the legend of the four souls of super-sainthood.

Later, in order to allow the world to cultivate the soul path, she did not hesitate to use her soul power to transform the heaven and earth yuan power. Although the people of the world were able to use the Yuan Power of Heaven and Earth to enter the Soul Dao, she herself eventually dissipated due to the exhaustion of her soul power.

And after her, the most powerful person can only achieve the saint of one soul, and no one can achieve the super saint of multiple souls. Not only that, but there are even fewer people who can successfully step into the soul path.

Datang's soul power cultivation is divided into soul life, soul master, soul venerable, soul emperor, and soul saint...... Among them, each level is divided into elementary, intermediate, high, and three levels.

The soul power of the soul is "mesmerized";

The soul power of the soul master causes the enemy to "lose his soul";

The soul power of the soul honor, "chasing the soul and taking the life" is ten miles away;

The soul power of the Soul Emperor broke the enemy's 100 "Soul Flying Nine Days";

The soul power of the soul saint can kill thousands of people, or live the dead;

The power of the super-saint, which opens the world and opens the world, only exists in legends......

Digesting these extra memories, Ling Huan was instantly dumbfounded. Such an unbelievable world, not to mention that earthlings have never heard of, but I am afraid that even those so-called supermen who wear stockings on their heads and underwear are also on their knees and singing about conquest.

But it is very regrettable that Ling Huan's predecessor, not only did not have any soul power, but also did not even have the most basic self-knowledge, and was so arrogant that he agreed to compete with the single Zhongtian in front of him.

The so-called cultural fight is a way for the two parties to agree that they will compete with the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or a variety of skills, and the winner will get a gambling contract.

The reason why Shan Zhongtian said just now that Ling Huan owed him a hundred taels of silver was the bet of this Wendou.

This bet was agreed on a year ago, and the time for Wendou was set for the next day. Originally, with Shan Zhongtian's strength, there was no need to kill Ling Huan in advance, but he had to do it, and it was even more ulterior.

Shan Zhongtian's background is complicated, he is not only the only eldest young master of the single family of the wealthy family in Hanxian County, but also the younger brother of the wife of the prefect of Yangcheng, it is said that there is an unknown hidden background, and he is the first talent in Hanxian County, at the age of twenty-five, he has stepped into the realm of high-level soul life.

Originally, as a child of a wealthy family, Shan Zhongtian could not have anything to do with a child of a poor family like Ling Huan, but it is said that he wanted to take Sai Xishi as a confinement when he saw it. And behind Ling Dalang's disappearance, there is also a vague figure of him......

"Ling Huan's gambling contract with you has not yet begun, so why do you owe money. Just as Ling Huan was digesting the new identity information, Sai Xishi, who was dizzy by Shan Zhongtian's despicable behavior, had already reacted and argued with Shan Zhongtian: "Besides, now that Ling Huan is gone, the gambling contract should automatically become invalid." ”

"Invalid?" Shan Zhongtian sneered and said: "The death bet is still valid, and it is impossible for you to rely on it." I'll give you two choices, either follow Ben Gongzi or pay the bill immediately, or ......"

I'm wet, Shan Zhongtian, you troll with hemorrhoids, Lao Tzu should really get a box of Jie'er Yin for you to clean. Ling Huan was mad at Shan Zhongtian's shamelessness, and he couldn't wait to plant this guy upside down in a flower pot and let him taste what it was like to be a vegetative person.

"Get out, you get out of here right away. Seeing that Shan Zhongtian was so shameless, Sai Xishi didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he pointed to the door with a pale face, and scolded him in a foul language for the first time in his life: "After the gambling contract, I will pay you back." ”

"Hmph...... Then it will be up to you to pay it back. Shan Zhongtian snorted coldly, glanced at Sai Xishi gloomily, faintly with a hint of lewdness, and then brushed his sleeves away.

Seeing that Shan Zhongtian had already walked away, Sai Xishi could no longer hold back his grief and indignation, threw himself on the side of the bed, hugged Ling Huan's "corpse", and cried bitterly: "Huh...... Erlang, how can you bear to leave me alone. ”

Leave you behind?Shenma situation, my predecessor, won't she be like that, how can she be like a resentful woman abandoned by me. Ling Huan instantly became terrified, and even the extra memories suddenly became chaotic.

"Brother Da Lang doesn't know the bad luck, there is no news, at this time you suddenly left, what face do I have to see my brother again. Sai Xi Shi then resolutely said:

"But please rest assured, although I was born poor, but I also know the truth from the beginning, in this life I was born as a member of the Ling family, and I died as a ghost of the Ling family. ”

Hey, no, according to what she said, she obviously wanted to be martyred. Ling Huan suddenly became anxious, he hadn't figured out yet, what was the relationship between this Xi Shi and himself, how could he watch her fragrance disappear, if he let it go, he would definitely regret it for life.

Ling Huan wanted to continue to digest his memories, but also wanted to take the opportunity to accumulate strength, and even wanted to listen to Sai Xishi's words, so as to know more about the unknown, it can be seen that Sai Xishi was determined, and his heart suddenly stirred, how dare he hesitate, he opened his eyes vigorously, and stretched out his hands to Xi Shi with difficulty, as if to comfort her.

Sai Xi Shi was crying to the point of sadness, at this moment, he suddenly felt a pair of big hands, trembling and stretched out, the pores of his whole body suddenly exploded, and he retreated in horror, looking at Ling Huan on the bed of the corpse, and found that Ling Huan was staring at her with his eyes wide open, without blinking, and couldn't help but exclaim in horror: "Fraudulent corpse-"

She was stunned by such a strange scene.

Alas, this body is too "weak". Ling Huan tried his best to raise his hand, but he was panting heavily, and was pushed by her, suddenly feeling a pain all over his body, and his eyes were squinted by the light.

He forgot his form for a while, but he forgot that he was still a fake death, and he forgot the ancient precept that men and women could not kiss each other.

Sai Xi Shi forcibly endured the fear in his heart, looked carefully, and saw Ling Huan sideways to him, panting, with a hint of white air hidden at the end of his nose, and couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart: "He...... He had a snort, and he came back to life. ”

Ling Huan was squinted by the light, and it took a long time to get used to it, and she raised her eyes again and looked at this poor woman seriously.

I saw that she was dressed in a rough white filial piety suit, her head was tied with white silk, her white and delicate melon seed face seemed to be familiar, her nose was one by one, she was frozen red, and her peach blossom eyes were full of water, but they were red, and she was staring at him in surprise with great complexity.

This little girl is seventeen or eighteen years old at most, and she is too young, and on earth, she is only a high school student at most, not much different from my students. Ling Huan looked at her in a daze, although she knew that the ancient woman was precocious, but seeing her so immature, it was inevitable that her heart was extremely weird.

Holding back the discomfort in her heart, Ling Huan smiled reluctantly, and said softly to her in a weak voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm not dead yet." ”

Sai Xi Shi opened her eyes wide, stared at him tightly without blinking, tears gradually blurred her vision, stiffened for a long time, and suddenly "wow", crying out. The gentle eyes of the man in front of her touched the softest string in her heart.

This cry made Ling Huan suddenly feel cold all over his body, how much sadness and grievances did he have to cry so heartbreakingly. Men must be strong, if Lao Tzu can't give happiness to this weak woman, he is not even as good as a beast.

Just when Ling Huan was domineering, he suddenly felt that his brain was "booming", and he clearly "saw" in an instant, there was a man exactly like him in his mind, but he was a 17-year-old boy.

Uh, what is this, soul? or...... Ling Huan was instantly stunned by this strange situation.