More than three realms handle

It was rare that there was no morning class, and Ling Xian slept in in a good mood.

But there are always people who want to spoil his good mood.

This person seemed to feel that greeting in the earrings was insincere, a wisp of black smoke slowly drifted out from the earrings, and he became the Lord of the Ghost Realm.

Ling Xian: "..."

"This is not a ghost domain." Ling Xian raised his eyebrows at the master of the ghost domain.

If ghosts could roam freely in the human world, probably the streets would be full of Ah Piao.Obviously this is impossible, at least it is the first time he has seen this kind of creature when he grows up.

"Well, others can't see it." The man was still smiling, playing with the fan slightly with his chest in his arms, but his eyes were on Ling Xian.

Only I can see?In other words, the sound is probably only I can hear?Ling Xian thought to himself.

He glanced at the red-clothed ghost in front of him again, his expression really deserved a beating.His eyes fell on the dangling fan, and he discovered an even more unpleasant fact. The tassel pendant on the fan was still tied up, and it seemed to be a pair with the one on his ear.

It's like a token of love.

Ling Xian scratched at his hair irritably, and felt that the hair was in the way. When he scratched his wrist, he found that the little black rubber band was gone, and his silver needle was also missing.

Wasn't it a dream last night?Could it be that he really went to Huangquan...

Ling Xian looked carefully in the mirror again, and there were no fingerprints on his neck.Normally, it would bruise for several days after being knocked and touched, but it was impossible for it to be pinched like that last night without leaving traces.So... it wasn't his physical body that entered the ghost realm.

The soul is separated from the body, the lord of the ghost domain has a lot of power

This silver needle is a self-defense weapon improved by Ling Xian.For a while, he was obsessed with acupuncture, studying acupuncture and acupoints every day, and then had a whim to make silver needles into weapons.But after it was made, it was almost never used, and instead became an ornament with a strange shape.

Forget it, I'll make a few more when I have time.

Seeing that Ling Xian had been staring at his wrist, the Lord of Ghost Domain pulled his wrist to examine it carefully. The strange bracelet had a small raised hole every other section, and a short silver stick was inserted into it.But if you look closely, you will find that these are actually needles, but the needles are retracted.

Interesting objects.But now there are only a few needles left on it.

"It must be very laborious for you to make this thing." The Lord of Ghost Domain finally let go of his hand.

Ling Xian: "..."

I don't know where this ghost is coming from, but the ghost in front of me suddenly disappeared, and no sound came from the earrings.

Ling Xian didn't bother to care where this person went, so he stretched himself to wash up.

There are relatively few students majoring in folklore, and they live interspersed in dormitories of other majors.Same bed but different classes, just like today, Ling Xian didn't have morning class, but his roommate got up early to go to class.

Some students were dissatisfied with this dormitory allocation plan before and protested to the school.But it was resolutely rejected by the school and the teachers in the department.

If these gangs of gods get together, a few dormitory buildings won't be enough.

There are still a few empty rooms that are unoccupied, and ominous formations are painted on the floor, but they cannot be wiped off.Occasionally, weird noises can be heard from inside, as if coaxing people into it...

Thinking that it could be cleaned up, Ling Xian took out a yellowed and shabby little book and flipped through it lightly, as if the pages would break if he exerted a little force.

Some of the handwriting inside was already blurred, and he struggled to decipher it, not wanting to miss any content that might extend his life.

He raised his hand and touched the earring, it was warm to the touch.The living and the dead enter into a ghost marriage, and the living will be marked to warn other ghosts—this person has a master.

Is it last night?I didn't notice it at all.However, it is not necessarily a bad thing.

Before turning a few pages, the silence in the room was broken.

"Ma'am?" The end tune rose, with a hint of a faint smile, one could tell who it was.

Ling Xian closed the book with a snap, no matter how fragile it was, and waited for the owner of the voice to appear.

A few seconds later, there was a ghost beside him, in red clothes, long hair, holding a fan.

Just as the ghost was about to speak, it met Ling Xian's beautiful eyes. He was smiling, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly curved.But there was no smile in those eyes, only Sen Leng killing intent.

Well, he seems to have come at the wrong time.However, such a look did not frighten the Lord of Ghost Domain, on the contrary, it aroused his interest.

This sickly human being doesn't seem to be as innocent as it looks on the surface. If you peel off this gentle skin, there might be a man-eating beast inside.

The Lord of Ghost Realm passed the other hand in front of Ling Xian at the right time, and slowly spread his five fingers, with a handful of silver needles in his palm.

The coldness in Ling Xian's eyes faded a bit, the man disappeared and reappeared to find a silver needle for him.

Silver needles are easy to use, but it is not so easy to retrieve them once they are available, they are almost disposable, so Ling Xian usually does not use them.

"Then, thanks." Ling Xian grabbed the silver needles in his hand a little uncomfortably, and inserted them back one by one, not a few.

Being a ghost is probably very idle, at least the master of the ghost domain is very idle.

Ling first goes to the cafeteria to buy breakfast, followed by the owner of the ghost domain; Ling first goes to the playground for a morning jog, followed by the owner of the ghost domain; ... was kicked out.

"Well, are you a Taoist priest?"

"Yes, the kind that specializes in catching ghosts." After adding tassel earrings, Ling Xian became more and more like a magic stick.

It was time to go to class, so Ling Xian grabbed his book and left.

There were people coming and going on the trail, passing him one by one, going along and going against him.It was obviously a very lively scene, but he walked through the crowd alone, but he was calm and cold.

"You, don't you have any friends?"

Ling Xian's footsteps paused, does this person owe anything?

"Oh, I see." He was wronged first.

Ling Xian: "..."

Pushing open the door, the originally noisy classroom was quiet for a few seconds, and then became noisy again.

"Hey, Gu breeder, show me the box in your hand!" The girl was excited, trying to grab something from the man next to her, the snake on her arm "hissed" and spit out something, as if she was hungry .

The man had paint on his face, looked a little sick, cursed a few words in a low voice, and stepped aside to protect the box in his arms.

"Excuse me." The man in a hooded robe slowly swayed over on a small beast.Passing by Ling Xian's side, the little beast turned its head and bared its teeth at him.As soon as the man touched its head, he retracted his fangs and returned to his obedient appearance.

Ling Xian walked through the long aisle, ready to go to the front row, when a figure blocked his way.

"Hey, the eldest disciple is here." The man folded his chest and looked at Ling Xian, with an unconcealable sarcasm in his tone.

Ling Xian raised his eyes, glanced at the other party casually, and wanted to lift his feet and continue walking.The man turned his body to this side again, blocking his way.

The snake tamer girl pulled the clothes of the witch and gu master, and whispered: "Look, Xiao Yang is picking on Ling Xian again!" The snake on the girl's arm supported her head, and she and the girl looked here together.

Others in the classroom were also attracted by the movement here, but no one seemed to intend to be a peacemaker.

The third disciple of the most powerful sect in Jiangcheng, and the student most favored by the professor, only went to meddle in their affairs when they were full.

The Lord of Ghost Domain stood aside, looking at the Taoist priest named Xiao Yang, he was not happy no matter how he looked at it: "Tsk, I really have a face that deserves to be beaten."

Hearing this, Ling Xian couldn't help laughing.Well, it's pretty embarrassing.

After all, Ling Xian is considered a half-Human Domain person, and he is determined not to let others bully him.

Relying on the fact that no one else could see him, the Lord of Ghost Domain went up and knocked Xiao Yang over with a punch, and even crushed his chest twice.

The others only saw that Xiao Yang failed to find fault, and they themselves fell first and were thrashing about.This person doesn't have much ability, but his name is not in vain - it's very flamboyant.Everyone is very happy to see him make a fool of himself.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Xiao Yang blushed, and shouted at Lingxian: "You, wait!"

"Well, I'll wait." Ling Xian walked over without looking back, causing everyone to burst into laughter, and the classroom was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Ling Xian sat alone in the front row, and the others were laughing and playing in the back, as if they didn't exist.

Shi Shiran, the master of Ghost Realm, sat next to Ling Xian and looked at him with his head propped up: "I was wrong, you are not a Taoist priest." They are.

Ling Xian ignored him and just sat there quietly.

Among this group of people, he is indeed special.Folklore is the only major in Jiangcheng University that does not admit students based on scores, and these students come in through family letters.

They are either Taoist disciples, or witches, or tribal priests...

Only Ling Xian, he was admitted by relying on his mouth.At that time, he approached the old professor and hoped that the professor would recommend him to enroll. This is the only recognized admission method besides the handwritten letter.

"Why do you want to study folklore?"

"I want to live."

The professor smiled: "If you think so, then you must know the most basic principles of our profession."

Ling Xian pursed his lips, as if he was reluctant to say these words: "...Fate is determined."

The professor's expression became serious: "That's right, those who have written orders, coming here is their destiny. And you..."

"My fate is up to me." Ling Xian said this without any ups and downs in tone, as if he was talking about ordinary things such as eating and drinking water.

But these words, only Ling Xian can take it for granted, as if these words were born through his mouth.

The old professor was stunned, taking advantage of this gap, Ling Xian pushed the recommendation letter in front of him again.

"Hahaha, you are interesting, interesting!" The professor suddenly laughed, and with a swipe of his pen, he signed his name on the end page of the recommendation letter.

……

An even more out of place old man walked in, wearing clothes that could be seen everywhere on the street, with a few thinning white hairs on his top.He knocked hard on the blackboard twice, and the room suddenly fell silent.

The knocking sound pulled Ling Xian out of his memory, and the figure in his mind overlapped with the person in front of him.

The old professor has always been very kind to him, he will carefully guide his homework, and will give him a few ancient books for him to go back and study if there is nothing wrong, as if he is training a successor.

Others in the department were quite critical of this, and they were lukewarm towards Ling Xian.This is exactly what he likes, so that he doesn't have to deliberately keep a distance from this group of people, and the front row has become his exclusive seat.

The professor glanced at the seat next to Ling Xian, his eyes fixed there.

The master of the ghost domain also turned his head to stare at the professor with great interest.

Interesting, seems to have been found.

The author has something to say:

The Lord of Ghost Domain vented his anger on his wife!

But he doesn't seem to be enlightened