"Haunted?" Tang Zheng was taken aback, but he was not afraid. How many ghosts had he seen? This ghost dared to come to his house. That was simply asking for death. 【Pose】
"Grandpa, I'm here. Don't be afraid. What is going on?" Tang Zheng comforted.
Tang Dahai trembled as he said: "Last night I was sleeping in a daze and heard a woman's voice. I thought it was an illusion. Then I heard this voice again. I searched for most of the night but couldn't find it. But then it stopped and I didn't take it to heart. But just now I heard that voice again. It was actually singing. It was the song 'Little Apple' that was being played in the square downstairs. "
"… … Little Apple?" Tang Zheng's head was filled with black lines as he almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. Are you kidding me? Could it be that this female ghost is an artist? Even after becoming a ghost, she can still sing. Moreover, she can sing a "divine song" like Little Apple.
"Grandpa, wait a moment. I'll go in and take a look."
Tang Dahai quickly stopped him and firmly said: "No, it's haunted. We won't live here. What are you going in for? What if the 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, you see, it's broad daylight. Moreover, I'm full of Yang … Qi. When the ghost sees me, she can't wait to hide. How would she dare to harm me."
Tang Dahai hesitated.
Tang Zheng opened the door and walked in with large strides. Little White jumped down from his shoulder and stood up straight, also listening attentively.
Yi, there was no sound.
He hadn't taken two steps when suddenly, a woman's voice sounded. It really was singing 'Little Apple'. It was many times better than the original. The voice was mellow and clear like a lark.
"There really is a ghost." Tang Zheng couldn't help but be curious. What kind of ghost dared to come to his house? Today he must catch this ghost.
Following the voice, Tang Zheng and Xiao Bai came to his bedroom. It was empty and very clean. It could be seen that during his absence, Grandpa often cleaned the house.
The voice came from the balcony. A ray of sunlight shone on the balcony. Tang Zheng's gaze fell on the flower pots.
At that time, in order to hide the three hundred year old ginseng, he also bought some other flowers and plants to hide. 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 now, a few green leaves grew out of it. They swayed gently as if they were dancing to the song.
Tang Zheng was dumbfounded. There was no wind now, and the other flowers and plants were motionless. Only these few leaves were swaying. This was very strange.
What was even stranger was that the song was coming from the flower pot.
Tang Zheng felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. How was this a ghost? This voice clearly belonged to the little ginseng, Ling'er. He had not heard this voice for a long time, so he did not recognize it immediately.
Xiao Bai dashed to the side of the flower pot and opened its small mouth to bite the leaves.
"Ah!" Ling'er turned pale with fright and screamed, "You're not allowed to eat me." “
"Stop!" Tang Zheng hurriedly hugged Xiao Bai. This little guy's movements were too fast. If he really ate Ling'er, then he would vomit blood.
"Master, you're back! Ling 'er hasn't seen you in so long, I've missed you so much!" Ling' er cried out in joy after surviving a calamity.
Tang Zheng looked at the flower pot and said, "Ling'er, when did you grow leaves?"
"Last night." Ling'er happily said, "Master, Ling'er is too happy. I have leaves again. Ling'er has not had leaves for many years."
Saying this, the leaves swayed a few times, seeming very excited.
"But why are you speaking so loudly?" Tang Zheng still remembered that at that time, Ling'er's voice was very soft. He almost did not hear it and directly refined her into a Spirit Gathering Pill.
"Ah, Ling'er feels that my spiritual power has increased a lot, so my voice is naturally loud."
Tang Zheng suddenly realized that Ling'er was a medicine spirit and had a pure mind. She did not know that if she spoke so loudly, even Tang Dahai could hear it. That was why she thought that the voice was a female ghost.
"Master, Ling'er will sing for you, okay? Downstairs, they sing this every day. Ling'er thinks it's very nice."
Tang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Don't sing. If you like listening to songs, then I'll find you something else in the future." He really did not want the pure Ling'er to be led astray by this kind of "divine song".
Ling'er heard this and excitedly shouted, "Really? Master is too good to Ling'er."
Xiao Bai 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 could not help but hit his head and said, "This is Ling'er, you can't eat it, understand?"
Zhi Zhi!
Xiao Bai called out, expressing his dissatisfaction.
"Little Zheng, are you talking to that female ghost? Why is she still calling you master? "Tang Dahai trembled as he came behind Tang Zheng and asked in a frightened voice.
Tang Zheng was shocked. He was so focused on talking to Ling'er that he actually forgot about his grandfather. This time, the entire conversation was heard by him.
His mind was spinning as he carefully thought about how to deal with it. Sooner or later, he would tell his grandfather about his identity as a cultivator. Moreover, his body was becoming more and more mysterious. In the future, if he suddenly told his grandfather everything, he was afraid that he would not be able to accept it.
It was better to take this opportunity to tell him a little bit of things so that he could adapt.
He stood up and looked at Tang Dahai and said, "Grandfather, our family does not have a female ghost. That voice was not a female ghost, it was Ling'er."
"Who is Ling'er?" Tang Dahai was confused.
Tang Zheng picked up the flower pot and said, "It's her, a ginseng."
"A human talking?" Tang Dahai was stunned, "Then wouldn't she have become a spirit, a demon." Finished speaking, he stared straight at the flower pot. It was hard to imagine that his family had been raising a ginseng spirit.
Tang Zheng nodded his head, "All things in the world, some coincidences can become spirits. This ginseng coincidentally became a spirit. She is a medicine spirit called Ling'er. She will not harm people."
Tang Dahai was still in shock as he said in a low voice, "How can a demon not harm people?"
Tang Zheng laughed involuntarily, "Grandfather, that is the nonsense of ignorant people. Demons are also divided into good and bad. I am Ling'er's master, how could she harm me."
Ling'er seemed to understand, but said seriously, "Ling'er will definitely not harm master. Ling'er will always protect master."
Tang Dahai looked at Ling'er in disbelief. The voice did indeed come from the flower pot. His face became bitter as he said, "Little Zheng, this … is too dangerous." “
Tang Zheng patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Grandfather, you don't have to worry. Ling'er is really not in danger. Not only will she not harm me, she will also not harm you. Ling'er, this is my grandfather. You have to respect grandfather more than me. Do you understand? "
Ling'er said, "En, master orders Ling'er, Ling'er will definitely do it. Moreover, grandfather, you used to water me. How could Ling'er harm you."
Tang Dahai let out a sigh of relief. He carefully looked at it, but he still felt that it was all like a dream.
"Ling'er, in the future, no one in the family can speak carelessly. Otherwise, it will not be good to scare others. More importantly, you cannot expose yourself and attract bad people to catch you." Tang Zheng warned.
Ling'er screamed in fear and said, "Ling'er will not dare to do it again. Ling'er does not want to be caught."
Tang Zheng comforted her for a while, 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 own matters, Tang Dahai's heart finally calmed down. The old man had long known that Tang Zheng's ability was getting bigger and bigger, so after the initial shock, he gradually got used to it.
He now lived a very fulfilling life every day. Most of the time, he was at the junkyard, dedicated to helping the city's scavengers with a group of old buddies. He had already gained a small reputation. Some of the scavengers in Ordinary Balance also came to sell things to him.
This made some of the other junkyard very dissatisfied, but with the previous example, many people understood that the background of this junkyard was not simple. Moreover, every few days, they would see people wandering around the junkyard, but not collecting protection fees, but providing protection. As a result, no one dared to cause trouble, and the business became more and more prosperous.
Tang Dahai didn't care how much money he earned. What he cared about was letting the people in this line of work live with a little dignity.
Tang Zheng also briefly talked about some travel experiences. Of course, he omitted those soul-stirring scenes, but it also made the old man listen with relish.
Suddenly, Tang Dahai slapped his thigh and said, "Aiya, I almost forgot an important thing. Wait a moment, I'll go get it for you."
Tang Zheng was very curious about what it was. Not long later, Tang Dahai took out a courier bag and walked out, "Little Zheng, this is your Yenching University's admission letter."
Tang Zheng calmly took it out and took a look. He got his wish of Yenching University's Archaeology Department's admission letter.
When he first filled in this application, many people were puzzled. He was the top scorer in the provincial college entrance examination, so it was not a problem for him to fill in any major. Many people filled in finance and computer science, and very few people would choose archaeology.
Tang Zheng had his own considerations. Learning other majors was not of much use to him. The history of cultivators had a long history, and wasn't archaeology the discovery and study of ancient things or things? It just suited him.
"Little Zheng, during the time you left, there were still a lot of reporters blocking the entrance of our community wanting to interview you. I even went out to avoid the limelight for a few days. Later, the overwhelming news about Takashi Takashi came out, and those reporters left resentfully. Now Takashi Takashi is a celebrity. He is a business card of Ordinary Balance. It is said that he was also admitted to Yenching University. You will still be classmates in the future. "Tang Dahai said.
Tang Zheng's heart moved. He had questioned Takashi Takashi face to face, but this kid did not say anything. Later, Tang Zheng went to Diannan, and this matter was left unsettled.
Tang Zheng was not jealous that this kid stole the limelight of his top scorer, because this limelight was not what he wanted.
He had an intuition that Takashi Takashi was not as simple as he looked on the surface. This person was even more sinister and difficult to deal with than Qiao Fei.
However, Takashi Takashi did not have any obvious evidence that could be used against him. For the time being, he did not have a better solution. Moreover, Takashi Takashi was so famous now, and his mouth was so tight. Tang Zheng could not just kill him directly.
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