The movie world has a beautiful ghost

"Thank you, Brother Zhang. Please come this way." Huo Tingen was grateful and naturally treated him with courtesy, leading Zhang Haoran into the mourning hall.

He took the three incense sticks handed to him by Huo Tingen, bowed respectfully, and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner.

“Brother Ting’en, ​​Master Huo is a great master, and I have great respect for him, so I want to stay and help. It is my part to send Master Huo off on his final journey.

I wonder if it’s possible? "After burning incense, Zhang Han turned and looked at Huo Tingen.

"This~isn't it inappropriate? After all, you are a guest. It is a great kindness for you to come and mourn for my father. How dare I trouble you? This is really..." Huo Tingen was a little moved.

"Brother Huo, you don't have to say that. My original plan was to join the Jingwu Sect and become Master Huo's disciple, but fate played tricks on me. Alas, perhaps I am not that blessed.

Although I failed to become Master Huo's disciple, perhaps it was because I was not destined to be so, but in my heart I have already recognized Master Huo.

I hope Senior Brother Huo can help me." Zhang Haoran said this sincerely.

Seeing that Zhang Haoran was so loyal and righteous, Huo Tingen couldn't refuse and agreed to it.

"Well, Brother Zhang, you just arrived here. Do you have a place to live? If not, you can stay here." Huo Tingen asked.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior brother. It's not a big deal. I just rented a room next to Jingwumen. It's convenient for me to go back and forth." Zhang Haoran said.

"Okay, let's go. I'll take you to meet my fellow junior brothers and sisters." Huo Tingen raised his hand to lead the way.

Zhang Haoran nodded and followed.

After Huo Tingen's introduction, Zhang Haoran greeted them one by one, and they got to know each other.

Similarly, after hearing that Zhang Haoran came to mourn his master and to help, he also welcomed this affectionate and righteous young man.

……

In the next few days, Zhang Haoran was busy with everyone and gradually became familiar with everyone.

Moreover, after hearing that Jing Wu Men was not financially well-off, he gave them some money for their working capital.

Zhang Haoran's actions naturally caught everyone's attention, and everyone was extremely grateful to him.

Similarly, Nong Jinsun, who is now the temporary manager of Jingwumen, also has a great liking for Zhang Haoran.

This also laid a good foundation for him to join the Jingwumen later.

Time passed quickly, and soon the day of the funeral arrived. Zhang Haoran personally carried the coffin.

The day after Huo Yuanjia was buried, Zhang Haoran brought up the matter.

"Haoran, everything you have done during this period of time has been seen by this group of brothers and an old man like me. If you want to join, we will certainly not stop you. On the contrary, we will be very happy."

After Nong Jinsun finished speaking, the people around him looked at Zhang Han with smiles in their eyes.

"But you have to think it through. You know the current situation of our Jingwu Sect. Without Master Huo, it will definitely be worse than before.

As for Kung Fu, only Ting'en and others can teach you.

If you really agree, let Ting En take my father as a disciple, and you can think about it again. "

As soon as Nong Jinsun finished speaking, Zhang Haoran said directly: "Uncle Nong, don't think about it. You also know the purpose of my coming here this time, which is to join Jingwumen." His words were firm.

"Well, Ting'en, you are the master of Jingwumen now, so this matter should be handled by you." Nong Jinsun said to Huo Ting'en.

"Okay, I'll get ready right now."

A group of brothers came to help and set up an incense table in front of Huo Yuanjia's spirit tablet.

After going through a series of procedures, Zhang Haoran officially became the youngest disciple of Jingwumen.

"Junior brother!"

"Junior brother, that's great, you can stay with us from now on."

After paying homage to the master, everyone gathered around and talked happily.

But the gaze of this one person was the only one he wanted to avoid.

The reason lies in Zhang Haoran's personal hobby. He loves reading books, all kinds of books, classic poetry collections and so on. In short, he loves reading all kinds of books.

During this time, he thought that since he had come to this world, he would search for some ancient books or something. After all, this land was about to be devastated, so if he could find some, the better.

Then he went around the bookstores in the city, buying all kinds of books he had never read, and asked them to help him collect some.

The reason why Zhang Haoran exudes the air of a scholar is also closely related to this.

Once, when Zhang Haoran was reading a book, Yue Ling, who is now his junior sister, came over and saw this scene.

After learning more about her, we found out that she had never been to school since childhood and couldn't even recognize words, but she was particularly envious of those who had read.

When Zhang Haoran heard this, he thought nothing more and said that he could teach her to read and write in the future.

Originally, this would have been nothing. He could have taken time to teach her every day. But later, Zhang Han discovered that the way she looked at him became more and more strange. Sometimes, she even looked shy. But then, she became more enthusiastic towards him. No matter what he was doing, she would always come over to join him.

Although he had never had a girlfriend, he was deeply influenced by the environment of later generations and knew what girls were thinking.

But I will leave this world eventually, and I am afraid of delaying others and breaking their hearts, which is not something I can do.

So I could only ignore her enthusiasm and pretend I knew nothing.

Yue Ling is pretty, tall but not frail, with two long braids, delicate features, healthy complexion, and big, bright eyes. She has been practicing martial arts for many years, so she looks dashing and has a unique style.

Zhang Haoran was not a saint, he was also a vulgar man. It was inevitable for men to be lustful, but he was not so bad as to lust after every woman he caught.

Although he really wanted to escape, they still had to be together often, so Zhang Haoran was in a dilemma.

Back to the present...

"Everyone, it seems that I will have to call you senior brothers and sisters from now on." Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Haha, of course you did. It's your fault for coming later than us." Everyone followed suit and joked.

After a while of frolicking, everyone dispersed.

"Junior brother, congratulations." Yue Ling'er, who had just found some free time, stepped forward and said.

Well! Whatever you fear will come true!

Zhang Haoran looked at Yue Ling who was walking over and said with a smile: "Thank you, Junior Sister. Speaking of which, I'm a little uncomfortable with suddenly becoming the youngest. It always feels a little weird."

Yue Ling smiled and said, "Yes, I didn't expect that my teacher would become my junior fellow apprentice."

"Well, even you tease me.

Hey~ It seems that someone has not learned enough characters. I will teach her more in the future, so that she won’t have time to tease others. "

Zhang Haoran pretended to be deep, which made Yue Ling laugh.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you, isn't that enough?" Then he said in a frightened manner: "Then please don't punish students in the future~"

But as soon as the words came out, they were both stunned.

Yueling's face turned red instantly after she reacted.

Zhang Haoran was also stunned, thinking of a certain hot cosplay...