PFC Chapter 147 The Evil Spirit Is So Charming (8)
Chapter 147 The Evil Spirit Is So Charming (8)
Chapter 147 The Evil Spirit Is So Charming (8)
When Lingjin returned to the Soul Purification Sect safe and sound, all the celestial masters on Xuanming Mountain were a little shocked.
"Disciple Ling Jin pays homage to the master."
Ling Jin paid obeisance to the head of the Qinghun Sect symbolically, and didn't care about his attitude, and stood up straight, with cold and distant eyes.
The headmaster looked at Ling Jin with a dull look, and found that apart from the serious injury on his arm,
The rest of the place is very healthy, and even changed into a new set of clothes. The image of the whole person is cleaner than when he was in the Qinghun School.
He let this broom star go to die!How did you have such a good time?
The sect master's complexion was not very good-looking, and he couldn't get angry for no reason in front of the public, so he could only say dryly: "Thank you for your hard work..."
But the head of the sect was a little curious, he usually underestimated this bastard in his eyes, and he could guarantee that Ling Jin would not have a penny in his hand.
To be able to change into new clothes, there must be other people helping him.
"Lingjin, is there any expert who helped you?"
"My disciple came across an idle celestial master on the way to catch ghosts. When the crisis came, thanks to his help, the disciple was saved from death." Ling Jin replied calmly, his face was very calm, and there was no sign of lying at all.
The head of the sect was vigilant, stared at him suspiciously, frowned with thick brows, and asked suspiciously: "Can you invite that expert to meet us?"
"The celestial master said that he doesn't like to participate in these sects. Traveling around is his lifelong dream. If there is no accident, he must have arrived in other places by now, and it is not convenient to come out to meet."
Ling Jin answered without changing his face.
The headmaster stared at Ling Jin's frank appearance, believed it if he didn't believe it, and finally let him go back.
"The disciple retire."
Before Ling Jin left, he glanced at the brothers and sisters who were hiding behind the crowd, his eyes were slightly cold, and the cold eyes made the two people who were already guilty even more frightened.
"Senior brother...he...how did he come back safely?! I watched the evil spirit raise its claws with my own eyes...I'm afraid...Senior brother!"
"Don't be afraid, he is a broom star, who will listen to him? In the Soul Purification Sect, he dare not create momentum."
Ember's room was very small, and a single bed took up most of the space.
But the advantage is that it is clean and tidy, and it looks very comfortable at a glance.
The first thing that Ember does when he enters the door is to lock the door, so as to avoid troublesome people from coming to trouble him.
No matter who made the first move, it must be him who was wrong in the end.
Bear the most ruthless blame and suffer the most vicious beating.
As time goes by, Ling Jin doesn't like to get along with people, and when he sees other people, he will try his best to avoid them and not take the initiative to cause trouble.
Except when they were practicing, Ember would go out to have a look, most of the time he locked himself in the room.
Ling Jin went to the cabinet to search for the documents, and happened to catch a glimpse of the photo of the former head and himself, and was a little dazed.
"Sorry, Grandpa Head."
After a long time, Ling Jin caressed the photo, murmured in a low voice, and put away the photo and the certificate together.
Although there are many uncertain factors in staying with a spirit body, it is obvious that the soul-purifying faction is more dangerous, and everyone wants his life.
If he wants to survive, he can only gamble.
If he wins the bet, he will be able to live under the sun.
lost the bet...
That would be the same as being with the Soul Purification Sect, and he has no regrets.
At least he tried to fight against fate.
……
……
Ember slept with the papers in his arms, and he woke up when the sunlight hit his face through the window.
Ling Jin took out his worn-out mobile phone, pressed the light to check the time, it was almost six o'clock, not too late.
Yesterday she said that she would pick him up in the morning, but as for what time it was, Ling Jin really forgot to ask.
He pursed his lips silently, and decided to wait for her at the agreed place first.
He relied on her to fight hard, and it was not easy for others to wait for him.
Ling Jin simply left a note, picked up his documents and planned to go down the mountain.
The disciples of the Qinghun Sect have a high degree of freedom of movement. In order to support themselves, they can go down the mountain to take orders at any time.
There are also several scenic spots on Xuanming Mountain, which are used to make money to support the sect.
There is an enchantment, so there is no need for many disciples to guard it.
Ember went down the mountain unimpeded, and would avoid going when he met two or three people, just because he was afraid that they would find something to do to waste time.
Wait for the ember to go down the mountain, about 06:30.
Seeing that the girl didn't come, Ling Jin heaved a sigh of relief.
As long as he arrives first.
Ling Jin felt sorry for making Sui Ling a girl... um, a female ghost... to wait for him.
When Sui Ling came slowly in the sedan chair, Ling Jin realized that her worries were completely unnecessary.
Ling Jin raised his phone and glanced at the exact time of 09:30, and smiled.
His morning seems to be different from this girl's morning.
Sui Ling floated down from the sedan chair indifferently, and saw Ling Jin sitting on the stone, looking like she had been waiting for a long time.
"How long did you wait?"
"Not long." Ling Jin smiled, showing no trace of impatience on his face, and tried to get up, but his legs became numb from sitting for a long time, so he fell back down again.
Ember: "..." This was an accident.
Sui Ling: "..." Has it been a while?
[I have been waiting for you for more than three hours! ! !frenzied! ] 1087 Make up the knife in time.
"How do I know that the morning in his eyes is six o'clock?" Sui Ling retorted and argued, "Isn't 09:30 morning?"
[…It was morning. ]
"I said morning is morning."
[…] It stopped making noise and chose to shut up.
"Knead first before leaving." Sui Ling looked at Ling Jin and sat beside him.
Ling Jin looked up at Sui Ling's side face, slightly bent his lips, and replied softly: "Yes."
With an ID card, it is much more convenient for Lingjin to handle affairs.
Sui Ling asked him to apply for a bank card first, deposit the money in the old house, and then call the police for himself.
Ling Jin was sitting in the car at this time, Sui Ling's soft sedan was floating beside the car he was riding in, the curtain was drawn up, and the young man could see her by turning his head.
Hearing Sui Ling's order, Ling Jin turned his head in doubt, "You...don't know who killed you?"
Sui Ling was lying in the sedan chair, and the paper villain was helping her leg, although she didn't feel anything.
But it didn't prevent someone from taking care of her. Hearing what Ling Jin said, he said in a calm and casual tone, "I don't know."
"I don't remember anything from the moment I became a ghost."
"Then your head..."
"It should be there all the time." She didn't have the memory of the original owner, so she didn't know.
Looking at Suiling's young face, Ling Jin felt that she might have died unexpectedly, and there was imperceptible sympathy on her face.
But Sui Ling saw the sympathy at a glance, and glanced at him lightly, "If you have time to sympathize with me, why not see if you are more pitiful than me."
Ember: "..."
Afraid of chatting to death, Ling Jin hurriedly changed the subject, "You don't have any obsessions when you die unexpectedly, your mentality is really good."
"I think so too." It's not that she was killed, what obsession does she need?
But the compliment Sui Ling readily accepts.
Ember: "..."
Can you say something that he can take on? !
The driver next to him saw Ling Jin open the car window, talking to himself in the air, feeling a little horrified.
He looked at Ling Jin with eyes like those of a mentally ill person, met the gaze of the young man, stepped on the gas quickly, and disappeared in a flash, still muttering in his mouth.
"It's terrible, and you can't let the mentally ill focus on it."
"Tsk, it's miserable at such a young age, and you still look so good-looking."
Ember: "..."
(End of this chapter)