Chapter 33: Ghost master

Wen Kexing slowly sat upright and looked at him silently. He crossed his two long legs, banged his fingers on his knees, and whispered, then said softly: "I don't have a surname, I only hate someone who hasn't seen that surname in this life or this life, otherwise see him once and slaughter him once . "
Zhou Zishu couldn't see any surprise on his face. He paused after hearing his words and said, "Oh? It seems I guessed wrong, I thought ... I thought the ghosts of today Lord, it is the descendants of the family. "
In the darkness, only Zhang Chengling's soft snoring sounds could be heard. The two were not far away, but they were silently dead. I didn't know how long it took before Wen Kexing slowly showed a smile. This smile is not the same as his silly face and invisible eyes. There are no smiley lines in the corners of his eyes. His dark eyes are still cold, reflecting the faint light, looking sharply, raising his eyebrows slightly, revealing a smile on his skin. With a smile: "Oh?"
Zhou Zishu's voice was so light that he didn't even move his lips, but his speed was extremely fast: "The joyous and devastating ghosts spent money on the poisonous scorpion, all the way to decorate the little ghost. Actually, he didn't want to kill him, but wanted to know very much In the tragic case, has he ever seen a person with one finger missing? As far as I know, the ghost Xue Fang was hanged by one finger. But that day he met that in the ruined temple. From the beginning of the group, I knew that the Zhang family's case was not done by the people in Guigu. "
Wen Kexing seemed to be interested and asked, "How did you know?"
Zhou Zishu smiled softly: "From the hundred thousand evil spirits, he was escorted to Taihu without any injuries, with all arms and legs. If I had such a great skill, I would have ruled Wulin for a long time, and I am still here. What a mess? "
Wen Kexing looked at him with a very hot gaze and said, "... you don't have to be so humble."
Zhou Zishu continued: "But why do hid and zombie ghosts chase this little ghost? I think there may be only one explanation, no matter who made Zhangjiazhuang's case, there must be a green bamboo ghost in the middle, out of the valley, Involved in it, happy and bereavement doubt ... Or, if you want to make others doubt, that person is a hanged ghost. On the other day, when the black man killed by Gu Xiang in the ruined temple was dying, he said one ' Zi 'word. What about Zi? I think ... wouldn't it be Zisha? "
Wen Kexing nodded and said, "Yes, the two of them followed Jiangnan all the way to Taihu, and they followed Dongting all the same. They came by coincidence and appeared suspiciously. I also killed the little ghost in the crypt. I was afraid he would reveal my identity ,Right?"
Zhou Zishu said: "It's not difficult to guess. Brother Wen, looking at the whole rivers and lakes, there are too few people who can't guess the way. The southern Xinjiang and northern deserts are not counted. The Central Plains Martial Arts can count them with one hand at best After so many days with you, wouldn't it be silly if you didn't understand it? "
Wen Kexing was silent for a while, without saying yes or no, "噗嗤" laughed out, nodded, and said, "You know too much, Zhou ... the landlord? Master Zhou?"
Zhou Zishu laughed: "Now there is only one Caomin, the ghost master is really kind." When Wen Kexing just named "Qiaoqiao Sanqiu Nail" directly, Zhou Zishu knew that he might have guessed his way.
The two were speechless. At that moment, Wen Kexing was no longer a chubby masculine, and Zhou Zishu was no longer a tramp in the wild and downcast-the secret master of Fengyashan and the skylight. The former leader of the two in a deserted house silently confronted each other, more like a silent contest.
The only witness was still asleep on the side.
Zhou Zishu took a glance in the direction of Zhang Chengling and pressed his voice lower: "Do n’t the ghost owner follow the child, because he thinks he knows something, for example ... the jealousy left Ghost Valley and then chased him afterwards. Who are the people? "
Wen Kexing asked with a smile: "How do you know that I'm following him?"
Zhou Zishu laughed: "Don't you follow him, can't you follow me?"
Wen Kexing just laughed. It was so easy for people to misunderstand that he was looking at a lover affectionately. When he smiled, Shu Zi felt a little hairy. For a long while, Wen Kexing asked lightly: "Axu, you Don't you think we are getting better together? "
Zhou Zishu firmly said: "I don't think so."
Wen Kexing looked at him, still only with a gentle face that made people feel cold. Zhou Zishu and him looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly asked, "What medicine did you take wrong, or the sequelae of practicing magic?"
Wen Kexing suddenly grabbed his fingers gently, groped to hold his palm, held it, lowered his head and kissed him gently on the back of his hand, and asked, "What do you say?"
Zhou Zishu immediately got goosebumps and pulled back his hands, only to feel that the gentle touch of that lip was entangled with the entangled eyes of the man, and he felt that he was crazy and sick, Then he laughed dryly: "Brother Wen's appetite is really good."
Wen Kexing said shamelessly: "It's easy to say, I just have an appetite when I see you. What can you do?"
Immediately waiting for Zhou Zishu's interface, Wen Kexing continued to pull away in a marginal way: "Still many years ago, I saw a dead body on the side of the road, my hair was dying, scattered into a ball, and my clothes could not see the original Color, with a flesh-colored face on it, the nose was shaved off, not even the outline of the five senses, and the body was pierced by a gun from the front chest to the back, under the sphenoid bone, I looked a few more Seeing that pair of bones, you knew that this lifetime must have been a peerless beauty. Later, what do you guess? "
Zhou Zishu took a deep breath, but Wen Kexing rushed in front of him and said, "I have never seen human bones in my life, so, Ah Su, you simply washed Yirong and let me also Hugs and kisses have been enjoyable. Beauty in the world is rare, but it is not particularly rare. I have read the aspirations of the beauty in the world, and I have never been entangled. Maybe I have seen your original appearance. One night, I don't forget. You ... I want to live with you forever. "
Whatever Zhou Zishu wanted to say, everything came to his lips. As soon as he heard this, he forgot his words and stared at him dumbfounded.
Wen Kexing laughed back and forth, pointing at Zhou Zi Shu: "Frighten you."
"Your mother." Zhou Zishu commented briefly, but after a pause, he thought of something, and suddenly patted his shoulder, and said, "Forget it, you will change your grief."
Wen Kexing froze and asked negligently, "What?"
Zhou Zishu no longer talked to him, but leaned on his side and closed his eyes to raise his soul.
Why do I still remember the characteristics of a dead man so clearly after many years, even what he wears, and his hair repeats all the scores? It must have been recalled countless times, already engraved in my heart, and pretending to say nothing about Dong Laxi repeatedly, lest I forget his appearance.
Zhou Zishu just knew that feeling inexplicably--maybe they met by chance in the vast crowd, and they didn't know each other's details, but this didn't prevent them from being born confidants.
On the second day, Zhou Zishu and Zhang Chengling left the deserted courtyard—of course, with an uninvited surname Wen, a follower. Zhou Zishu plans to go to Ping'an Yinzhuang again to see how they checked the entrustment last time, and to learn a lot about things in order to put something in Zhang Chengling's empty brain, so that he can not understand Know silly practice.
Zhang Chengling soon realized that it was very painful to learn something with his cheap master. He just memorized a long list of slobbering and unintelligible formulas, and he didn't care if others understood or remembered, Ca n’t live, this is even taught to you. The beautiful name is
Master leads into the door, and practice is personal.

Zhang Chengling only felt that the threshold led by Master Zhou was too high, it was even higher than the mid-mountains of other people. It was in the clouds and mist, and his mind was even more muddy. The stupid look made Zhou Zishu very impatient, and he slapped his palms on the back of his head, cursing: "Are you talking about it or hanging yourself?"
Zhang Chengling knew he was stupid and didn't dare to talk back. He looked at him with a grievance. Zhou Zishu said, "What?"
Zhang Chengling said, "Master, I don't understand."
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Zishu felt that he had a patience with his Master, so he was forced to hold down his temper, slowed down his speech, and consciously asked, "Why don't you understand?"
Zhang Chengling glanced at him and lowered his head silently, whispering: "I don't understand anything ..."
Zhou Zishu silently looked away and looked away. After holding it for a long time, he couldn't help it, saying, "Is that the thing on your neck is the head or the night pot ?!"
Wen Kexing followed him to pick up the music, and when he saw the situation, he stepped forward and pulled them apart, automatically thinking of himself as a loving father next to Yan's mother. Alright, will you teach your disciples? How clever will make you foolish. "
Zhou Zishu said: "Why not, my brother-in-law taught me by myself."
Wen Kexing opened his eyes slightly and wondered: "What do you do when your teacher can't recite the tactics and can't practice?"
This is a long time ago, and Zhou Zishu frowned for a while, then said, "I asked him to copy the basic Qi training recipes three hundred times. No ... no need to sleep, I asked someone to lock his bedroom in the middle of the night, and told him to comprehend it in the snow. "
Zhang Chengling heard a secret shiver. Wen Kexing sighed for a long while before sighing: "Make my brother ... really fatal."
Zhou Zishu stepped in a footstep, and suddenly said, "He's not dead, he's dead." Both Zhang Chengling and Wen Kexing looked at him. His yellow face didn't show the slightest clue, Zhou Zishu was not very gentle. Slap Zhang Chengling's head and tell the truth flatly, "Study hard. If you want to live a few more days, you must have the ability."
Then he threw Zhang Chengling to Wen Kexing, leaving a sentence: "I'm going to see a friend, and you can see him for a while." Then he played a little work and left without looking back, leaving only Zhang Chengling and Wen Kexing. Two faces looked at each other.
For a long while, Wen Kexing said deeply: "Your master is very reasonable and must have the ability-forget it, he is not there, let's change our mind, and then I will tell you the story of that red baby. the second half."
Zhang Chengling was unpromising, and immediately regained his spirit. The two walked to the nearest restaurant while listening to Wen Kexing said: "What can those monsters and monsters do? Red child thought for a long time and tried countless ways , Finally let him come up with an idea, just a magic weapon-"
The two of them spoke well, one was very popular, and the other was very happy on the way. They wanted to walk into a restaurant. Suddenly, they heard only one girl behind them shouting, "Master! Master, I can find you!"
Wen Kexing and Zhang Chengling turned around and saw Gu Xiang leaping up and down, surprisingly, she still followed Cao Weining behind her. Wen Kexing couldn't figure out how to mix the two goods. Before he asked, he listened to Gu Xiang's crackled beans and said, "I missed you yesterday, so I went to find out, but I heard this brother Cao Say you and Zhou Su took the kid from Zhang's house, he volunteered to take me out to look for you! "
Cao Weining smirked, and even said, "Be self-serving, self-serving."
Gu Xiang continued: "Master, Brother Cao is not only human, but also very knowledgeable. I tell you ..."
Wen Kexing simply wanted to pretend he didn't know the two of them, and pulled Zhang Chengling and walked into the restaurant.
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Today, I was actually treated as a little loli by a strange monster ...