The uncle looked left and right nervously, and just wanted to speak, but hurriedly closed his mouth, and made a look of wanting to speak and stopped, as if he was a little worried.

Ling Han was infected by his nervous expression, although he knew that this "small building in the middle of the lake" was only the two of them present at this time, he still glanced left and right, and saw that there was no figure, so he asked, "Uncle, whose child is this doll?"

The uncle rubbed his red nose, sighed and said, "The doll you see must be that little boy!"

"Little boy, whose little son?" Ling Han hurriedly asked, as soon as he finished asking, he seemed to have found the answer in his heart, there is only one eldest lady in this Shen Zhuang, that is Lu Qiong, if this doll is called a little boy in Shen Zhuang, it is difficult to be the son of the master?

Ling Han looked at the uncle in astonishment, waiting for the uncle's answer.

The uncle wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "The little boy is the master's biological son!"

"Ahh "Why have you never heard of it? How could the little boy come here alone? There are lakes on all sides, how is it possible?"

The uncle suddenly said mysteriously: "Ling Gongzi, do you say that there are ghosts in this world?"

Ling Han couldn't help but be a little confused when he heard this uncle suddenly ask such an abrupt question, and said hesitantly: "This...... I've always heard people mention this, but I'm not sure!"

Ling Han thought to himself: When he was young, everyone in the Ling Mansion said that there were ghosts in the backyard, and he was caught by the so-called "female ghost", and he was stabbed by the "female ghost" with fifteen blood holes in his shoulder, and finally knew that the "female ghost" It's no one else, it's his own mother, not a real ghost; Later, when he cleared the Jiulong Village in the Yuanshen Peak of the Ten Peaks of the Devil, he also met a white shadow, and finally followed the white shadow, and found the bones of the women of the good family who were killed by the evil bandits in the Nine Dragons Village, if the white shadow is a ghost, he didn't have a face to face with her, maybe it was his own dazzle, maybe it was his hallucination, and he couldn't be sure that it was a ghost that led him to; , how can she still keep her voice and smile?

In short, Ling Han himself couldn't be sure of this ghost and god theory.

The uncle narrowed his eyes and said, "The little boy has been dead for many years! Ling Gongzi must have seen the ghost of the little boy! Don't hide it from the child, not only Ling Gongzi alone has seen the ghost of the little boy, but many people in the village have seen it, but the owner of the village has given an order, and no one can talk about the matter of the little boy anymore! Otherwise......" The uncle made a throat-cutting motion, looking nervous.

Ling Han thought about the chubby little doll who could eat chicken thighs, how could he not associate him with ghosts, and couldn't help frowning: "Since it is the master's life, then I won't ask more!"

The uncle nodded and said, "Young Master Ling, that's nothing, I'll leave first." By the way, the old man is no longer in the village these days, and before leaving, he instructed me that no matter what Ling Gongzi needs, he must do it for you! To say a word of conscience, my old wolf has been in this village for most of his life, and I have never seen the owner of the village treat anyone so seriously!"

"Old wolf?" Ling Han looked at this uncle, who didn't look amazing, a little surprised.

"What's the matter? The old man's surname is Wolf, his name is Aotian, and he is about the same age as your grandfather, isn't it right to call him an old wolf?" the uncle said with a surprised look on Ling Han's face.

"Oh! no...... It's okay!It's just that the juniors haven't heard of this wolf surname, it's rare and strange for the juniors, and I ask Uncle Wolf to bear with me!" Ling Han's face turned red and he hurriedly explained. But in my heart, I was thinking, this uncle's name is really domineering, wolf arrogant! I can't help but think of the wolf king who has fought with me twice, and he always looks arrogant.

It's also funny to say, the old man who sent firewood to the village outside the village is surnamed Xiong, because his family lives in Shannan, everyone calls him Nanshan Old Bear, and that ...... Haha!" The wolf uncle saw that Ling Han didn't smile, and knew that his words were a bit much, so he snorted and said, "Ling Gongzi, if you don't have any orders, the old wolf will go back first!

Ling Han was thinking about the wolf king's gloomy eyes, so he didn't pay attention to the joke that Uncle Wolf said, and when he heard that Uncle Wolf was leaving, he realized that he was a little rude, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Wolf, the kid is a little distracted, I'm really sorry!" In fact, in this day, the only person who can be seen is this Uncle Wolf, and if you say a few words, you can also relieve your loneliness.

"It's okay, then I'll go first!" said Uncle Wolf, picking up the food box and walking back.

Ling Han looked at the food box and remembered the cute face of the little doll, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Wolf!"

"What else does Ling Gongzi have to order?" Uncle Wolf turned around and looked at Ling Han.

"When Uncle Wolf delivers the meal tomorrow, can you prepare an extra meal for me?" I ......," Ling Han said with some embarrassment.

Uncle Wolf remembered that every time he cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks in the past two days, the bowls were cleaner than his face, and he realized that Ling Han was afraid that he hadn't eaten enough in the past two days, and he couldn't help but apologize.

That Ling Han is a young man, the so-called "half-grown child, eat poor old man", if he is in the village, he can go to the kitchen to steal food if he can't eat enough, but he can't steal food in this "small building in the middle of the lake" retreat, it must be difficult to be hungry at night.

"Ling Gongzi, this is easy to say, when I go back today, the old wolf will ask the cook to prepare an extra one!" Uncle Wolf said with a smile, "It's just that there is only so much today!"

Ling Han saw Uncle Wolf agree, and said happily in his heart: "It's okay today!"

Uncle Wolf carried the food box and walked out of the house full of joy, Ling Han looked at the back of Uncle Wolf, and actually thought of Chef Huo again, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, and I didn't know how Master Huo was now.

Ling Han thought for a while, then opened the food box, and saw that today's meal was also four dishes and one meal, sweet and sour pork ribs, pine flower tripe, stir-fried lilies, shredded sweet potatoes, and a big bowl of white rice, Ling Han couldn't help but move his index finger when he saw it. As soon as I picked up the chopsticks and wanted to feast, I suddenly remembered the white and fat doll.

Will that doll come today? Ling Han secretly thought that if the doll came here to steal food today, he must touch his fleshy little face, pinch his fleshy calves, and see if he was a human or a ghost. Thinking of this, Ling Han put all the food on the table, waiting for the little doll to steal the food.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the figure of the little doll, Ling Han couldn't help but wonder, is it on the table, the aroma can't be transmitted, and the little doll can't smell it?

So Ling Han put all those meals at the door of the big house, and seeing that the food was a little cold, Ling Han waved his palm and sent out a fire dragon, and through the bowl, the food was heated again, and suddenly the aroma of the food steamed out again. Even the fish swimming through the crystal cover seemed to smell the aroma of the food and converged here one after another.

Ling Han said with a smile: "People say, "gluttonous cats, gluttonous cats", I think this swimming fish is even more greedy than this cat!" I also smelled the aroma of this food, and my unangry stomach began to protest again, just to wait for the doll to arrive, Ling Han had no choice but to suppress the protest of the belly.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement outside the door, Ling Han couldn't help but be a little impatient, so he went out of the big house, looked around, and saw that the courtyard was also quiet, how could there be any trace of the doll. Ling Han scratched his head and thought, what's the difference?

I suddenly remembered that every time I was meditating, the doll would come, and it seemed that the doll must be spiritual, and when I knew that I couldn't move, I came to steal food. And today, I didn't meditate, but talked with the wolf uncle for a while, and the doll must have seen that there was no chance to start, so he didn't come!

Thinking of this section, Ling Han sat on the futon, closed his eyes, and began to have luck.

The sunlight shone through the lake and sprinkled on Ling Han's face.

Because Ling Han wanted to be frozen by the "Ice Condensation Cyclone" as soon as possible, but there was no effect of the previous two days, as the so-called "speed is not enough", Ling Han only felt that the true qi in his body was actually circulating, seemingly endless.

In fact, Ling Han didn't know that his meridians had undergone earth-shaking changes after being repeatedly stimulated by the cold and hot of "Fire Source True Qi" and "Ice Condensation Cyclone"! The effect that others wanted to achieve after three years of hard training allowed Ling Han to achieve it within these three days.

Today is the time for that water to come to fruition. When Ling Han felt that his meridians were full of true qi, that true qi rushed to Ling Han's sea of dantian qi like a hundred rivers to the sea, and then converged into that whirlpool to compress itself. Clouds of turbid qi exhaled from Ling Han's mouth and nose, and wisps of clear qi entered Ling Han's meridians respectively, and so on, Ling Han felt that the pure true qi in the meridians was accumulating more and more.

I saw that Ling Han's face also changed from white to red, and then from red to white, and changed nine times, and drops of cloudy sweat also poured out from Ling Han's pores, converging into black sweat, flowing down Ling Han's cheeks.

And Ling Han's feeling at this time was that his whole body was as hot as taking a sauna, but his heart was as cool as a breeze blowing under the shade of the willows in summer. Ling Han finally felt that the meridians were full of pure true qi, this true qi was different from the warmth of the "Fire Source True Qi", and it was also different from the cold and unparalleled of the "Ice Condensation Cyclone", but the true qi that he had cultivated, and he was as obedient as his own hands and feet.

Just as Ling Han entered the realm of forgetting the two things, a white and pure little head poked through the crack in the door, a pair of big black eyes first looked at the food at the door, and then looked at Ling Han, who was at the critical juncture of breaking through the primary level of relaxation, stretched out his chubby white and tender little hand, and picked it up by the door, revealing a sweet smile.