The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

"Haunted?" Tang Zheng was taken aback, but he wasn't afraid. Haven't he seen too many ghosts? If this ghost dared to come to his house, it would simply kill itself.

"Grandpa, with me here, don't be afraid, what's going on?" Tang Zheng comforted.

Tang Dahai said tremblingly: "Last night I slept in a daze. I heard a woman's voice. I thought it was an illusion. Then I heard this voice again. I couldn't find it after searching for most of the night, but it stopped. I didn't take it seriously either. But just now I heard that voice again, and it was still singing, it was "Little Apple" that was danced in the square downstairs."

"...Little Apple?" Tang Zheng's hair was black, and he almost couldn't help laughing. Did he make a mistake? Could it be that this female ghost is an artist, and even sings after becoming a ghost, and she sings "Divine Comedies" like Little Apple.

"Grandpa, wait a minute, I'll go in and have a look."

Tang Dahai quickly stopped him and said firmly, "No, it's haunted by ghosts, we just don't want to stay here. What are you doing in there? What if the female ghost hurts you?"

Tang Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Grandpa's fearless personality was actually afraid of ghosts, so he explained: "Grandpa, look at it in broad daylight, and I'm full of masculinity, the female ghost sees me before it's too late to hide, how dare you come here?" kill me."

Tang Dahai hesitated.

Tang Zheng opened the door and strode directly in. Xiao Bai jumped off his shoulders, stood up straight, and listened attentively.

Hey, there is no sound.

Before he took two steps, suddenly, a woman's voice rang out. She was really singing "Little Apple", which was several times better than the original song. The voice was melodious and clear, like a lark.

"There are indeed female ghosts." Tang Zheng couldn't help being curious, what kind of female ghost dared to come to his house, and he must be caught today.

Following the sound, Tang Zheng and Xiao Bai came to his bedroom, which was empty and very clean. It can be seen that during his absence, Grandpa often cleaned.

The sound came from the balcony, a ray of sunlight shone on the balcony, and Tang Zheng's eyes fell on the flowerpot.

Back then, in order to hide the 300-year-old ginseng, he bought some other flowers and plants to cover it up. These flowers and plants grew very well, but Tang Zheng saw the pot of ginseng at a glance.

Originally, the pot was bare, with only soil, but at this moment, a few green leaves grew on it, swaying gently, as if dancing to the singing.

Tang Zheng was dumbfounded, now there is no wind, other flowers and plants are motionless, only these few leaves are shaking, this is very weird.

Moreover, the strange thing is that the singing came from that flower pot.

Tang Zheng woke up like a dream, what a ghost this is, the voice clearly belonged to that little ginseng plant, he hadn't heard this voice for a long time, so he didn't recognize it all at once.

Xiao Bai swished to the side of the flower pot, opened his small mouth and bit the few leaves.

"Ah!" Ling'er screamed in shock, "Don't eat me."

"Stop!" Tang Zheng quickly hugged Xiao Bai, this little guy moved too much, if he really ate Ling'er, he would vomit blood.

"Master, you are back, Ling'er hasn't seen you for so long, I miss you so much." Ling'er shouted happily after the rest of her life.

Tang Zheng looked at the flowerpot and said, "Ling'er, when did you grow leaves?"

"Last night." Linger said happily, "Master, Linger is so happy to have leaves again. Linger has not had leaves for many years."

As he spoke, the leaves swayed a few times, appearing very excited.

"But why are you talking so loudly?" Tang Zheng still remembered that Ling'er's voice was so low that he almost didn't hear her, and directly refined her into a Juling Pill.

"Ah, Ling'er feels that her spiritual power has increased a lot, so her voice will naturally become louder."

Tang Zheng suddenly realized, it turned out to be the case, Ling'er is a medicine spirit with a pure mind, she didn't know how to speak so loudly,

Even Tang Dahai heard it, so he took the voice as a female ghost.

"Master, can Linger sing for you? The downstairs is singing this every day. Linger thinks it sounds good."

Tang Zheng smiled wryly and said: "Stop singing, if you like listening to songs, then I'll find you some other ones later." He really didn't want the innocent Linger to be led astray by such a "Divine Comedy".

Ling'er heard this and shouted excitedly: "Really, the master is so kind to Ling'er."

Xiaobai rolled his big eyes and licked his tongue, as if he wanted to swallow Ling'er at any time. Looking at this foodie, Tang Zheng couldn't help but slapped him on the head, saying: "This is Linger, you can't eat it, you know?"

Squeak!

Xiao Bai yelled, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Xiao Zheng, are you talking to that female ghost? Why is she still calling you master?" Tang Dahai came up behind Tang Zheng tremblingly and asked in shock.

Tang Zheng was taken aback, he was so focused on talking to Ling'er that he forgot about his grandfather, and now he overheard the entire conversation.

His head was spinning, and he was thinking carefully about how to deal with it. Sooner or later, he would tell his grandfather his status as a cultivator, and there are more and more miraculous things about him. If he suddenly told his grandfather everything in the future, he might not be able to. accept.

Why not take this opportunity to tell him some things little by little, so that he can have a process of adaptation.

He stood up, looked at Tang Dahai and said, "Grandpa, there is no female ghost in our family. That voice is not a female ghost, but Linger."

"Who is Ling'er?" Tang Dahai was confused.

Tang Zheng picked up the flower pot: "It's her, a ginseng plant."

"Ginseng can talk?" Tang Dahai was stunned, "Isn't that becoming a spirit, fairy." After finishing speaking, he stared straight at the flower pot, and it was hard to imagine that his family had kept a ginseng spirit all this time.

Tang Zheng nodded: "Everything in the world can become essence by coincidence, and this ginseng becomes essence by coincidence. She is a medicine spirit, called Ling'er, and will not harm people."

Tang Dahai was still in shock, and said in a low voice: "How can the goblin not hurt people?"

Tang Zheng couldn't help laughing: "Grandpa, that's all nonsense from people who know it, and fairies can be divided into good and bad. I'm Linger's master, how could she hurt me."

Ling'er seemed to understand but half understood, and said seriously: "Ling'er will definitely not hurt the master, Linger will always protect the master."

Tang Dahai looked at Linger in disbelief. The voice was indeed coming from the flowerpot. His face turned bitter-melon-colored, and he said, "Xiaozheng, this...is too dangerous."

Tang Zheng patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Grandpa, you don't have to worry, Ling'er is really not in danger, not only will he not hurt me, he will not hurt you either. Ling'er, this is my grandfather, he is more important than respecting me." You have to respect grandpa, you know?"

Ling'er said: "Well, the master told Ling'er, Ling'er will definitely do it, besides, Grandpa, you even watered me before, how could Ling'er harm you."

Only then did Tang Dahai heave a sigh of relief, and looked at it carefully, but he felt that all this was like a dream.

"Ling'er, some people in the family can't talk nonsense in the future, otherwise it's not good to scare others, you can't expose you, and attract bad guys to arrest you." Tang Zheng warned.

Ling'er screamed in fear, and said: "Ling'er will never dare again, Ling'er doesn't want to be caught."

Tang Zheng calmed down a little, then put down the flower pot, and returned to the living room with his grandfather, Ling'er's voice finally disappeared.

When the grandfather and grandson talked about their respective affairs during the days of separation, Tang Dahai's heart finally calmed down gradually. The old man had known for a long time that Tang Zheng's ability was getting better and better, so after the initial shock, he gradually got used to it.

He is now living a fulfilling life every day. He spends most of his time at the waste collection station, working with a group of old buddies to help the city’s waste pickers. give him.

This made some other buying stations very dissatisfied, but with the lessons learned from the past, many people understand that the background of this buying station is not simple, and they see people wandering around the buying station on the road every now and then, but they are not collecting protection fees, but providing protection , Therefore, no one who is not open-eyed dares to make trouble, and the business is getting more and more prosperous.

Tang Dahai didn't care about how much money he made, what he cared about was making people in this industry live with a little dignity.

Tang Zheng also briefly talked about some travel experiences, of course omitting those thrilling plots, but the old man listened with gusto.

Suddenly, Tang Dahai slapped his thigh and said: "Oh, I almost forgot an important thing, just wait, I'll go and get it out for you."

Tang Zheng was very curious about what it was, and after a while, Tang Dahai took out a handbag and walked out: "Xiao Zheng, this is your admission letter from Yanjing University."

Tang Zheng calmly took it out and took a look. He got the acceptance letter of Yanjing University's archeology major as he wished.

When he filled out this volunteer, it really puzzled many people. He was the number one student in the provincial college entrance examination, and he could fill in any major. However, many people filled in finance and computer majors, and very few people would choose archaeology, the unpopular among the unpopular.

Tang Zheng has his own considerations, learning other majors is not very useful to him, the history of cultivators has a long history, and isn't archeology the discovery and study of ancient things or things? It fits him exactly.

"Xiaozheng, during the time you left, there were still many reporters blocking the gate of our community wanting to interview you, and I went out to avoid the limelight for a few days. After the overwhelming news about Gao Dazhi came out, those reporters resentfully Leave. Now Gao Dazhi is a celebrity, a business card of Chang Heng, and it is said that he was also admitted to Yenching University, and you will still be classmates in the future." Tang Dahai said.

Tang Zheng's heart moved, he had questioned Gao Dazhi face to face, but this kid didn't say anything, and after Tang Zheng went to southern Yunnan, the matter was left alone.

Tang Zheng was not jealous that this kid stole the limelight from himself as the number one scholar, because this kind of limelight was not what he wanted in the first place.

He had an intuition that Gao Dazhi was not as simple as he appeared on the surface, this person was even more insidious and difficult to deal with than Qiao Fei back then.

But now Gao Dazhi has no obvious reasons to expose, and he has no good solution for the time being, besides Gao Dazhi is so famous now, and his mouth is so hard, Tang Zheng can't just kill him directly.

:Chapter two!