More than three realms handle

The professor paused, looked away, scanned the classroom, and lowered his head to open the textbook: "Let's start!"

There was a rustling sound of turning pages below, and the book and notes were spread out on the table.The group of people who were laughing and joking just now became serious immediately.

It is said to be folklore, but in fact it is mostly the study of ancient books.Although the surviving books have become increasingly obscure, this group is still fascinated by the fact that they can understand one or two of them.

But now that science is booming, folklore has also undergone great changes. Although it still believes in this way, it also adds scientific explanations to the lectures on ancient books, and no longer blindly believes only what the books say.

Although the professor is old, he is a pioneer of the reform school. Since he came, the profession has changed a lot.

"...After death, the soul ascends to the sky, and the soul enters the earth. Only the three corpses wander around, and they are called 'ghosts'. They are sacrificed at four o'clock and eight festivals. If the sacrifices are not good, they will be disasters. All diseases will compete and kill people. life……"

The professor was reading the words in the textbook he had sorted out, the voice was not loud, but the classroom was extremely quiet, and no one dared to make a sound to disturb him.

"Nonsense!" The master of Ghost Domain patted the table angrily, and stopped when he found Ling Xian was looking at him.He pretended to clear his throat, and returned to his upright posture.

"Then, what is 'ghost'?" Ling Xian asked him with his mouth, tilted his head, and slowly leaned over. After speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up a little, showing a hint of provocation.

He already knew what the professor said, so it doesn't hurt to do something else.

"After death, the soul leaves the body, except for flying..." As if some kind of restriction had been triggered, the Lord of Ghost Domain suddenly fell silent.

He paused and continued: "The souls are pure souls that are pure after passing through the three-way mirror fog, and then these souls can enter the ghost domain for activities. Therefore, most of the ghosts in the ghost domain are good ghosts, because they are pure ghosts at the beginning. It is clean when entering the ghost domain."

Ling Xian originally just wanted to tease this person, but he didn't expect him to answer seriously, and now he is still staring at him, like a child waiting for praise.

"Understood." Ling Xian turned back a little uncomfortably, and turned on the silent mode.

He knows that when a person dies, his soul leaves. This is the first time Santu Jingwu and Cuihun have heard of it. This person should know a lot of things, and he will have to ask around when he has the opportunity.Besides flying? ...

A piece of chalk flicked on Ling Xian's forehead, interrupting his thoughts.

The professor was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and then slapped the blackboard twice: "No talking!"

The master of the ghost domain didn't wait for the compliment, he was upset, and then the angry professor and the unhappy master of the ghost domain met eyes, and the two of them were grinding chalk and grinding their teeth, neither would let the other, and sparks were about to explode .

Ling Xian had a headache, so he had to stand up: "Understood, professor, I won't do it next time."

The professor threw another piece of chalk: "Stinky boy, dare to have a next time!"

This was said by looking at Ling Xian, but the chalk fell on the Lord of Ghost Domain.The snow-white point streaked across the air, and others only thought that the professor was too angry and threw it away.

After such a short effort, we have already talked about the method of cracking the three corpses.

After Ling Xian sat down, the professor picked up the textbook and continued to talk: "The claws are often removed on the Gengchen day, and the feet are removed on the Jiawu day. Every year on July [-]th, the claw nails are burned and taken with water. The three corpses The nine insects are all exterminated, which is called cutting the three corpses."

"Isn't it just burning the nails into ashes and eating them?" A student below made a disdainful voice.

"That's right, it is indeed recorded in the "Compendium of Materia Medica." The professor nodded slightly, and continued to talk while pacing on the podium.

"Hmph!" The Lord of Ghost Domain stopped talking now, and a ghost hummed and chirped alone below.

From Ling Xian's point of view, this behavior is: this old man can only talk nonsense, his words are not credible, not credible!

"However, according to the research of modern science, the three corpses actually originated from the understanding of parasites." These words are like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves.

The students whispered, which means that everything recorded before has been overturned!

After a little more silence, the professor continued: "The records of the three corpses are not completely superstitious, but also incorporate simple medical common sense. There does not seem to be any inconsistency between these two views."

Some students have shown enlightened expressions, but some are still puzzled.

The professor continued: "Reflecting on the need to cut the nails of the hands and feet on Gengchen Day and Jiawu Day, from a hygienic point of view, frequent nail cutting can indeed reduce the risk of infection with bacteria and parasites."

"Ding-ring-ring-ding-ring--"

"That's it for today's class."

The bell rang in due time, and everyone packed up their things and prepared to leave.

The professor glanced at Ling Xian again, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.Close the book and leave.

Ling Xian hangs behind this group of people, walking at a leisurely pace.

"You seem to have been discovered?" His tone was rarely ups and downs, and there was a little bit of harshness in his tone, as if a naughty child had thought of a brilliant prank idea and couldn't wait to implement it.

The Lord of Ghost Realm has earrings, probably because he thinks he is too tired to walk.Neither speak.

He should have hidden his aura, so that other people can't find him.

The professor is proficient in this way, so he can naturally detect the abnormality, but he is not in a hurry to tell me.Explain that he thinks this may not be a bad thing for me, so I can go to him later.Ling Xian walked and thought.

After inexplicably getting married, Ling Xian planned to go to the professor, but the development of things deviated from expectations. The Lord of Ghost Domain followed him all the time, and he might be blocked if he went directly.

I had no choice but to ask by the way when the thesis was due, but his thesis hadn't been revised yet, so he would only be scolded if he went now.

In this case, it is better to do something else first.Ling Xian also wandered out of the classroom, looking in a good mood.

Ling Xian strolled to a nearby snack street, where all kinds of aromas mixed together to form a strange but pleasant smell.Pedestrians stop at one or two stalls from time to time, waiting for their favorite food to be cooked.

The Lord of Ghost Domain floated out again, shrugging his nose: "Why is your night market open during the day?"

"Night market? Well, you can do whatever you want." Ling Xian continued to stroll around, thinking about what to buy.

Then seeing the Lord of Ghost Realm casually stopped in front of a booth and did not leave, Ling Xian glanced at him before continuing to walk forward.

For some reason, the footsteps became heavier and heavier, and finally I couldn't lift them up.Ling Xian turned his head and saw the Lord of Ghost Realm looking at him with a smirk on his face, pretending to casually raise the fan, and the tassel pendant also swayed.

Ling Xian: ... suppress him with earrings, this man is boring enough.

He had no choice but to walk over, and the sweet smell wafted over. It turned out to be a stall selling sugar and oil cakes.

There was a certain brilliance in the dark eyes of the Lord of Ghost Domain, staring right at the poop in the frying pan, like a child begging for sweets.

"A serving of sugar oil cake."

"okay!"

After a while, the peddler took out a box of steaming Baba, inserted two bamboo skewers, and handed it to Ling Xian.Ling Xian, the parent, scanned the QR code with one hand and picked up the food with the other, leading the Lord of Ghost Domain away.

One by one, the sugar and oil cakes disappeared in the air and were swallowed by the Lord of Ghost Domain.

"Is it delicious?" Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the Lord of Ghost Domain like this. Fortunately, he was walking along the side of the road, and pedestrians could not clearly see what was going on at his side.Otherwise, you will be scared and cry.

The small box was handed over, and there were two cakes in it, with a bamboo stick inserted obliquely into it.

"It's not bad? I'll take you to the night market in Ghost Domain next time." The words of the Lord of Ghost Domain were tinged with a smile, not the usual cold smile, more like an innocent child.

Ling Xian paused, took the box and ate it, it was a little hot and sweet.

Next time... the next time is indeed in the ghost domain, the day predicted by the sorceress is coming soon.

The two continued to walk forward, neither of them spoke, and slowly reached the end of the snack street.There were supposed to be few people here, but there was a long queue in front of a booth, and there was a lot of noise in front of the booth, and there was a strange aroma.

It turned out that it was just a pickle stand, and all kinds of pickles were placed in plastic boxes, waiting to be picked.The stall owner is a middle-aged couple, a little overwhelmed.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is nothing special about the pickles, just like the pickles from other stalls.On the contrary, the people who bought it seemed to be obsessed. Everyone bought several catties, as if they had to eat pickles for three meals a day.

The master of Ghost Domain stopped again, not because he wanted to eat pickles, but because the middle-aged couple was weird.Faint black air emerged from the bodies of the couple, passed through the long crowd, and floated into Ling Xian's body!

Ling Xian seemed to pause for a moment, and then continued to walk forward unconsciously.With his departure, the transmission of black energy also slowly stopped.

"Do you want to eat this?" Ling Xian saw that the Lord of Ghost Domain was not moving, so he turned around and gave him a look at the stall, then raised his eyebrows slightly and asked him.

Ling Xian was teasing him again, just like before, except that there were two thin drops of sweat on his forehead.

But now it is late autumn, and even the breeze is oozing with coolness.

A glimmer of gloom flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Ghost Domain, and soon he changed into his usual smiling face: "No, let's go." Then he walked quickly to Ling Xian's side, and tapped him with a fan his shoulders.

Have you been found?Then there's no way.The moment Ling Xian was knocked, he realized that he seemed to be exposed.

The two continued to walk like this until they returned to school, and no one realized that Ling Xian said he was going out for lunch, but in fact he didn't buy anything.

There was an episode, however, when approaching school, a boy in his early 20s and Ling Xian pretended to be full, and the documents in their hands were scattered all over the floor.Ling Xian helped him pick them up. They were job resumes.

The boy looked very tired, and he trembled a little when he stood up, probably because he was rushing about work.He kept saying thank you, and went on to the next place to try his luck without looking up.

As the two collided and separated, the black air, which was so light that it was almost invisible, merged here.

Of course, the Lord of the Ghost Realm knows what it is. This is something that every ghost in the Ghost Realm should not have but desires so much—anger, the anger that only exists in living people.Now the anger was sucked by Ling Xian.

Sure enough, there is a problem.The Lord of Ghost Realm gritted his teeth lightly twice, then quietly retreated to a position two steps away from Ling Xian and continued to follow him.

He seemed to have noticed it, and looked back at the master of the ghost domain, who just shook his fan and smiled at him.

……

At night, all the hustle and bustle will come to an end, and what is silent during the day is waiting for an opportunity to come out.Under dim street lights, a docile dog may also reflect the shadow of a wolf.

In a deserted place, Ling Xian leaned quietly in front of a wide tree trunk, and the Lord of the Ghost Realm followed his example and leaned on the other side.

An undercurrent surged silently between the two.

"I don't waste my time with people wearing masks. What's your purpose?" In the silence, Ling Xian spoke first.

The Lord of Ghost Realm pulled out a black gold dagger from nowhere, turned around and pressed it against Ling Xian's neck, a few leaves rustled down, and the tip of the knife reflected the cold moonlight.

He also withdrew his usual joking gesture, and his tone became cold: "The death of those people really has nothing to do with you?"

The author has something to say:

The content of the class in this chapter includes reference materials "Seven Signs of Yunji", "Taishang Three Corpse Classics", "Compendium of Materia Medica" (I really didn't count the words in the water, this class is an introduction to the world view)

About the title "Time Between Dogs and Wolves" was originally a French idiom: "heureentrechienetloup", which means the moment when the sun sets and casts melancholy shadows from the eaves, and the outlines of all things become hazy.People can't tell whether the figure walking towards them from a distance is the faithful pet dog they raised, or a wolf that came to hunt their prey.During this time, the boundaries between good and evil become blurred and melt into the blood red of the setting sun...