More than three realms handle

"Well, interesting, interesting..." The professor put his chin on his hand, quickly scanned the paper, and paused to express a few opinions from time to time, but it was nothing more than the word "interesting".

Ling Xianli stood aside quietly waiting for the result. After finishing writing, he only edited it hastily. The professor was so tricky that he didn't know if it would be returned.

Originally, there was plenty of time to revise and supplement, and I can only blame Chensha for being too foolish.Last night, he actually dragged Mr. Ling's living soul directly into the ghost domain, leaving his body under the tree just like that.

When Ling woke up, he found himself lying in the hospital, and a group of doctors stood in front of the bed shaking their heads and sighing.

"It can't be saved, it can't be saved."

"Well, even if Hua Tuo is reborn, he will be powerless to recover."

One of the good seniors in the department danced the big god in the room. I saw him with a long bell around his waist, a single drum in his hand, and a pattern on his face. The tiger returns to the mountain. The evil things quickly retreat! Please return the soul!..."

If it weren't for the hospital's prohibition, it is estimated that a bowl of rooster blood would be poured on Ling Xian's face.

The roommate was lying beside his bed crying bitterly, "Mother, monkey, you are a real monkey, just go to the wild area! Let's start a team! Do you know if we start a team!" Wiping away her tears, "Woo, Ling Xian, you died so badly!"

Ling Xian: "..."

Or he'd be dead.

"I'm not dead." As soon as Ling Xian opened his mouth, everyone in the room fell silent.

The roommate stopped playing games, threw away the phone, got up and touched Ling Xian firmly all over: "Wow, it's hot, it's hot!"

For some reason, he started to cry again, his snot and tears almost wiped Ling Xian's body, but he moved to avoid it.

The senior put away the guy's style, walked over and patted Ling Xian on the shoulder: "Thank you for your kindness, I won't charge this time, brother."

Chen Sha also ran out at some point: "Yo, it's so lively."

Ling Xian punched him, and the bed shook twice: "It's all your fault!"

Chen Sha pretended to rub the place where she was beaten, and muttered in a low voice: "Well, it's obviously the mother who insisted on keeping you overnight."

Ling Xian raised his forehead, what does this have to do with staying overnight, when will this person figure out the situation.

When I came back to my senses, I found that my unlucky roommate and senior had already left.

run really fast.He lifted the quilt and planned to leave.

Before I put on the shoes, I was surrounded by a group of doctors. The leader pushed his glasses and looked at Ling Xian with a smile: "Congratulations, you are still alive! This is a medical miracle! I wonder if you would like to cooperate with us to do some …examine?"

The other doctors also showed the same expressions, and a few even rubbed their hands.

Is it too late for me to say no?Ling Xian fell back on the bed with another plop.

In this way, he was forced to do a whole morning examination, and finally got a result that everything was normal.

I finally escaped back, and I have to painstakingly revise my thesis, and now I have to come to the professor to accept the test.

"Hmm—" The professor gave a pause of unknown meaning, which indicated that he had finished reading and was about to make an evaluation.

"The discussion is still immature, and some of the content is a bit old-fashioned." The professor pushed his glasses and looked at Ling Xian seriously, "However, I like the idea that 'gods exist because of belief', and it is barely qualified." A big smile instantly appeared on the old man's face.

Others would be terrified of being taught this set of movements, but Ling Xian had long been used to it, so he just shrugged.

The professor dug out another stack of ancient books and put them heavily on the table: "You brat, you still have a lot to learn!"

Ling Xian walked towards the door with the ancient books in his arms, went out and turned back: "Understood, Professor." Then he closed the door and left.

It seemed that another uninvited guest had come to the room, and a red-clothed ghost flicked its robe and sat on the seat opposite the professor.

"Old man, can you see me?"

The professor rolled up a book casually, and "slapped" it on Chensha's forehead, causing his beard to cock up in anger: "Brat, call me Professor!"

"Oh, professor." Chen Sha patted his head aggrievedly.

"If I can't even find you, I won't teach here." The professor shook his head, poured two cups of tea, and handed Chensha a cup.

Chen Sha took the teacup and took a small sip.Wow, it's so bitter.

Suppressing his bitterness, he put on that smiling face again: "Do you know who I am?"

"It's just a ghost." The professor didn't take it seriously, and picked up the teacup and drank it himself.

Ghosts, nothing more?This stinky old man really doesn't know how to be afraid, he will scare you to death when he speaks out, hum!

"The soul without a master can't cause any disturbance in the world. You can move freely like this because of Ling Xian's relationship."

Although Chensha didn't like to hear these words, it was absolutely true.After the ghost marriage took effect, he could indeed visit the world occasionally.

He watched Ling Xian grow up, from that thin and helpless boy to a tall and fearless young man, he left the blessing of his family and came to Jiangcheng to make a living.

Cinnabar's range of activities also gradually expanded as he moved, and after marking him, he could even stay in the human world for a whole day.

"You're right, but I'm invincible in Ghost Realm, aren't you afraid that I'll do something to your precious student?" Chen Sha licked her lips, revealing her two pointed canine teeth.

The professor shrugged his shoulders: "You can do this." He suddenly leaned forward and looked directly at Chensha, "He has an accident, and you, as a contractor, don't even think about getting out of it."

Chen Sha gritted his teeth resentfully, this smelly old man knows a lot.

Turning her black eyes, she seemed to think of something, Chen Sha continued: "You also know what happened to him?"

The professor sighed softly: "Everything is fate, and this child just doesn't believe in fate... If you insist on doing this, I'm afraid it will be bad luck."

"Okay, God's nagging, it's useless to ask." Chen Sha waved his hand, as if getting impatient, and got up to leave.

When he was about to step out of the room, the professor stopped him: "If...you encounter difficulties in the future, you can come to me."

Chen Sha didn't turn her head and continued to walk forward, raised her fan and waved it: "Understood, old man."

Ling Xian didn't know what happened between Chensha and the professor, and he was concentrating on reading the book in the room at this time.

As soon as Chen Sha entered the room, he saw a beam of light slantingly hitting the side of Ling Xian's face, and the people who were reading also became brighter.A beauty is indeed a beauty, but it's a pity...

"Are you back? You didn't respond when I called you just now." Ling Xian folded the pages and closed the book, put it aside, and turned to look at Chensha.

Chen Sha was attracted by the cover of the book, the pattern seemed to be a statue of a god, and next to it was the title of the book slanted - "The Remains of the Fish Mother".Hmm, what a weird book.

"Ah, there is something wrong in the mansion." Chen Sha lied casually.

Ling Xian raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't quite believe it.

Chen Sha stepped forward in two steps: "Didn't you say you want to cooperate, you should have a plan?"

Change the subject?

Ling Xian smiled: "It's a plan, I plan to use the dream to lock the next deceased, and use this as an entry point to track layer by layer and find out who is behind the scenes."

He suppressed his smile, paused and continued: "However, one dead person is probably...not enough."

If Chensha doesn't speak, it means approval.

Ling Xian stood up and looked at Chen Sha seriously: "The premise of the implementation is that you can't drag me to Huangquan recently."

"The soul can also dream, and it doesn't affect..."

Ling stretched out his index finger, and stopped just before touching Chensha's lips, stopping his words: "The connection between the ghost domain and the human world is too weak, I can't perceive them, and the manipulator behind this must be hiding in the human world somewhere."

"Oh, that's fine." Chen Sha gently grabbed Ling Xian's hand, seemingly unhappy.

……

There were no dreams for two consecutive nights, but it was clear that things would not just end quietly.

On the third night, Ling Xian fell into a nightmare.

The endless sea of ​​flames seemed to be surrounded by a sea of ​​red. The sound of crackling and crackling exploded in the air, and the heat wave rolled in thick smoke one after another, making people want to choke.

The crowd ran past clutching their mouths and noses, and the flames chased them behind, scorching people's clothes from time to time, as if they were playing with prey.

The firefighters arrived in time, and the high-pressure water gun sprayed water continuously. The water and fire suppressed each other, competed, blended, retreated, and finally turned into plumes of black smoke.

After several hours of work, the fire was finally extinguished, and the burning building had already turned black.

Those who are still standing in front of the building at this time are either rejoicing because of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, or mourning because their loved ones died in the flames.

A little girl with twin ponytails squatted on the ground and howled loudly, calling out "Dad! Mom!" from time to time. Anyone who saw it felt pitiful.

"The girl is miserable. It was supposed to be a happy event, but it turned out like this..." A middle-aged aunt next to her couldn't help shaking her head and sighing.

Probably attracted by the girl's crying, there was a small circle of people around, and they couldn't help asking what was going on when they heard what the aunt said.

The aunt patted the little girl's head and told the whole story: "The girl's parents are running a small business, selling pickles in the snack street, barely managing the house. A few days ago, perhaps God opened his eyes, and the pickles they sold suddenly It exploded, and there was an endless stream of people who came to buy it.

After this matter was learned by New Times Food Co., Ltd., they sent people to negotiate with the couple, hoping to buy the secret recipe of pickles.The couple hesitated for a long time, and finally made up their minds to sell it. They came to sign the contract today, but they encountered this kind of thing.Perhaps this is fate..."

A young girl next to her couldn't help crying: "It's too bad, Xiao Li in our company has just joined the company for two days, and he was the one who negotiated the pickle project, and he was promoted after the negotiation was completed.

Originally, today was his promotion ceremony, and he said that he was going to sign the contract in person, so he took it as a good fortune.Unexpectedly..."

The perspective of the dream gradually changed, away from the crowd in front of the ruins, and it was fixed in a severely burned room, where three charred corpses lay.

……

Ling Xian woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he found Chensha lying beside him, looking at him with his head propped up: "You're having a nightmare."

"Yeah." Perhaps Chen Sha was the only person besides himself who knew about his horrible nightmares.

"Target locked, ready to act."

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Cough, there will be women's clothing in the next chapter (whispering)