"There's a ghost!"

"Yang Hao's resentment is hard to disperse, and he has come back to seek revenge!"

Three or four villagers shouted loudly and ran for their lives. The village, which only had a few hundred people, was in an instant uproar.

Pan Hao ignored them and walked towards the village. After a while, I came to a courtyard. Pan Hao pushed open the door, and the hidden door was opened with a creak. Pan Hao's family is considered a wealthy family in the village, and he is well-informed in addition to Yang's father in business. So it's not bad that this home is furnished.

As soon as you enter the gate, the blue bricks are paved, and the yard is full of various flowers. A brick road leads straight to the hall, and the house is simply and elegantly decorated.

Entering the hall, the furniture was scattered, and there was a pool of blood left by Yang Hao on the ground. Entering the house was also a mess, with broken porcelain all over the floor. Pan Hao came to Yang's father's room and took out a stack of silver tickets and a jade pendant in a secret compartment. This jade pendant, carved from white jade, is delicate and perfect. It is carved with goldfish, clear water. Crystal clear. There is a noble artistic conception.

Before her death, Yang's mother told Pan Hao where the family's property was. This jade pendant, which is enough to become a family heirloom, is naturally placed inside. Then Pan Hao returned to Yang Hao's room and took a few more clothes.

After tidying up. Pan Hao didn't stay at this home for long, and was about to leave with his things.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door, and a middle-aged man with a dark figure and a strong suit in a green coat came to the door with two men. Bang, the door of the void was kicked open by the man with a bang.

"Let's go, I'd like to see how this little rabbit cub is seeking revenge!" the man's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he kicked the door with his big feet. This person is Yang Ba, after killing Yang Hao yesterday, he did not leave, but stayed in the village. I think I am unwilling to find the jade pendant. I'm going to look for it again today, but I didn't expect it to be a surprise.

When Yang Ba came together, he heard the shouting outside that Yang Hao was back, and he was a little incredulous. But I think it should be this little rabbit cub who used some method to pretend to be dead, thinking that he had left Yangjia Village, so he should have come back to get the jade pendant now. The more Yang Ba thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. God helps me, so I don't have to worry about being scolded by the hall master!

Thinking of this, Yang Ba hurried to Yang Hao's house with two of his subordinates.

There was a bang outside the door, and Pan Hao's expression moved. But he was not afraid at all, and slowly packed his baggage and walked out of the room to the hall.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have a lot of skills in pretending to be dead!" Yang Ba entered the hall, but when he saw Pan Hao walking out, he immediately smiled predictively.

"The outer door is practicing kung fu, but I haven't entered the hall yet, my steps are frivolous, and the next plate is unstable. At most, it's a little better than the crops in the countryside. It's basically a small role in the stream. Pan Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, analyzing Yang Ba's force.

"Boy, hand over the jade pendant!" Yang Ba obviously didn't care about this little kid who already looked very different. The big palm slammed down, and he was about to grab Pan Hao in the palm of his hand.

"It's too slow. Pan Hao shook his head, stepped on his footwork, and flashed Yang Ba's big hand like a cloud. At the same time, his right hand clenched into a fist and struck out towards Yang Ba's stomach.

With a bang, Yang Ba's face changed, and he took a few steps backwards while holding his stomach.

"Boy, look for death!" Yang Ba was furious. Pan Hao didn't use his true qi this time, so he couldn't hurt Yang Ba. On the contrary, Yang Ba was insulted in his heart, but he brought two of his subordinates! Just now, he didn't do his best, and this little rabbit cub was able to punch himself, which was a shame.

Yang Ba was angry, and with a wave of his big fist, a set of tiger punches came out, and the tiger was angry. To thunder Pan Hao knocked down.

Pan Hao's eyes were cold, the true qi in the dantian surged, the pale white true qi came towards the meridians, surging into Pan Hao's hands, roaring, a faint tiger roar rose, Tiger Fist These third-rate martial arts have seen a lot in his previous life. Pan Hao sneered in his heart.

Yang Ba's face changed greatly, this is true anger. How is it possible? How can the kid who was beaten by himself last night and bleed from his internal organs suddenly have internal strength.

Boom, two fists collided, and a clicking sound sounded. Poof, Yang Ba fell backwards and fell to the ground, and when he fixed his eyes, his right hand hung down softly like a noodle, and there were white bones piercing out of his ribs. Yang Ba's face was pale, but he didn't even hum.

Pan Hao admired Yang Ba's mental quality a little. But of course, it can't end there. Pan Hao calmly glanced at Yang Ba's two subordinates, and their faces suddenly turned pale. Escape! The two subordinates no longer have the majesty and domineering of Yang Ba at this time. Those who panicked were about to rush out of the door.

Snort, two embroidery needles taken in Yang's mother's room shot out, poof, and the two men who escaped screamed and fell to the ground one after another.

"Say, who wants my family's jade pendant!" Pan Hao looked at the two subordinates with disdain, turned his head and asked Yang Ba. Pan Hao knew Yang Ba's identity, Yang Ba was not qualified to do anything to Yang's father at all, so someone must have instructed him to do it behind him.

"Ahem, how is it possible!" Yang Ba was shocked and indescribable. How did this kid become so powerful. Ahem, a few mouthfuls of blood were coughed up by him. The internal organs have long been destroyed by Pan Hao's true qi.

"Ha Luha, if you want to take revenge, let's find our hall master! He heard that your family has obtained a precious jade pendant, so he wants to get it, pay tribute to the helmsman, and get the helmsman's appreciation!" Yang Ba's mouth was bloody, and the crazy Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed.

Pan Hao's eyes were firmly fixed on Yang Ba, observing his complexion, and finally making sure that he was not lying. With a flick of his finger, an embroidery needle shot into Yang Ba's heart.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood with internal organs spurted out, and Yang Ba's head drooped, and he lost his breath.

Pan Hao watched Yang Ba die indifferently and turned around to leave here. That's the hall master, and he will never let him go. Because the jade pendant is still in his hand.

Sure enough, not long after Pan Hao left, a group of biao men in cyan suits entered the village and saw the three corpses lying in Yang Hao's house, and immediately turned Pan Hao's family and Songjia Village upside down in anger. Of course, these Pan Hao will not know the Dao, and the Dao will only care at all.

Ten days later......

In a dilapidated temple of the mountain god, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy sat cross-legged on dry thatch, with a faint white mist on his body, faintly in the shape of a white lotus.

Pan Hao sat in it, his face was shining, warm as jade, like a god, and he had a general fairy demeanor. If you are seen by a mountain villager, you are afraid that you will worship on your head, and you are suspected that an immortal has come down to earth.

With the condensation of the aura, the white mist in the dantian became thicker and thicker, and I saw that the white mist slowly formed a white lotus shape. I saw that the white lotus flower opened nine petals, emitting a faint holy and noble aura, and as soon as the white lotus phantom condensed, the speed of absorbing the aura immediately accelerated by a few points.

The aura poured into the white lotus like flowing water, and the water droplets at the roots of the white lotus slowly increased and began to penetrate into the white lotus. There is a little bit of solidification at the root of the illusory white lotus, forming small spots.

With the slow flow of true qi, Pan Hao slowly stopped cultivating, because, Pan Hao understood that it was not possible to succeed in condensing the lotus flower into essence for a while, and the next step was the water grinder, even if he had decades of experience, there was no way to get cultivation out of thin air.

Unless you can get the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, or have the elixir to enhance your strength, and accelerate the accumulation of spiritual energy, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice. However, this is already very satisfying to Pan Hao, thinking about the previous life, the era of the end of the law, the aura was thin, and it took decades to reach the realm of the second grade of the White Lotus, but here it was only one or two years, and the gap was so big.

I don't know when, the slightest spring rain fell outside the temple, the cold wind blew, the bamboo forest next to it made a rustling sound, the young bamboo shoots broke out of the soil one after another, and the bamboo leaves became more and more verdant.

But it's a good season! Pan Hao looked at it intently, the corners of his mouth were cold, and some things should be over.