At five in the afternoon, Shuhang said goodbye to Medicine Master and returned to the university town.
On the way, he received a message from Yangde, saying that the results of the 5km race were out. Shuhang's result was undoubtedly the champion. Because he wasn't around, Gao Mou excitedly accepted the award on behalf of Shuhang. He also asked if he had returned from the pharmacy and if he wanted to have dinner with everyone.
"Speaking of which, after the sports competition, I still owe Yangde a meal of Ten Fragrances Fish Head. It's all thanks to his intelligence, otherwise Altar Master might have escaped. "Song Shuhang thought to himself.
"Also, it's time to sign up for driving lessons. Also … should I become a member of the chatting software? That way, I'll be able to level up faster in the game farm? "
He hadn't played the game farm for a long time. Now, he would only check it out whenever he was in the mood to go on the chatting software. If he wasn't in the mood, he would just leave it there to fend for itself.
But now … with so many seniors in the Nine Provinces (1) Group playing this game, Song Shuhang had no choice but to consider picking up this game again. Perhaps one day, one of the seniors in the group would be in a good mood after stealing from his house and give him some unexpected benefits?
Although this possibility wasn't high, it wasn't impossible. Anyway, it was just a game farm, investing some time wouldn't take much! If he could get some benefits, he would have struck gold.
"There's still a lot of things to do." Shuhang opened the message reply interface and replied to Yangde, "Already replied, where are you guys, I'll be there soon!"
Then, he jogged back to the university town.
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After eating with his roommates, the four of them didn't have anything else to do today, so they returned to the dormitory to play games.
Too many things had happened today. First was the morning sports competition run, then he had to travel thousands of miles to find Altar Master, then he took Altar Master's head along the way, then he was dragged by Zhao Yaya to the hospital for a checkup, and then he encountered all sorts of things.
So even if he obtained the Qi and Blood Pill, Song Shuhang didn't have the energy to try it. After accompanying his roommates to play a few rounds of games, he climbed into bed early to sleep.
He was indeed a little tired.
Before going to bed, Shuhang gathered the last of his energy and propped up the Mental Energy Vigilance Method to keep himself in an extremely alert state.
Soon … he fell asleep.
During the first half of the night, Shuhang slept soundly.
During the latter part of the night he had an interesting dream.
In his dream, Song Shuhang returned to ancient China … He didn't know exactly what era it was. He could only tell that it was ancient from the clothes of the people around him and the various buildings.
He was also the son of the owner of the coffin shop. Perhaps it was because he had been facing coffins all day, but the young him in the dream always looked lifeless.
What kind of weird dream was this? Shuhang cursed in his heart. It's said that what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. But I've never thought about these things during the day, right?
In the dream, time passed year by year. One day, when he was five or six years old, a sage-like Daoist priest passed by this small village. He took a fancy to his talent and wanted to take him as a disciple.
He didn't disappoint them and was easily taken in as a disciple by the Daoist priest. He didn't know how heartbroken his father, who sold coffins, would feel.
After training with the old Daoist priest for a few years, he found out that his teacher was a Rogue Cultivator. He accidentally obtained part of a Daoist tradition called 'Ghost Sect Exorcists' and had been training hard until now. However, the Daoist tradition was incomplete and badly damaged. At most, it could only allow him to step into the Second Stage Realm.
After a few more years … the old Daoist priest was killed.
Because they were 'evil Ghost Cultivators', they often created resentful ghosts. Therefore, they were killed and their bodies were never found.
In the dream, he had to rely on himself.
The old Daoist priest's death changed him greatly. He began to be more cautious. The stronger he became, the more timid he became.
His life experience after that was similar to that of a main character in an evil novel. In order to improve his realm, he used all kinds of methods to cultivate all kinds of evil ghosts and evil ghosts. He also searched for a place to cultivate ghosts.
His biggest goal was to find a Reiki and use the special effect of the Reiki to improve his realm!
During this period, in order to cultivate the ghost race, he had done everything. For example, now, his main profession was an exorcist, and he was also a leader of an assassin organization.
Then one day, when he was searching for treasures, he accidentally found a place that was very suitable for cultivating ghosts. It was a place called Ghost Lamp Temple. More importantly, there was a Reiki in Ghost Lamp Temple. He was ecstatic!
This isn't a dream? Song Shuhang immediately came to a realization. The moment Ghost Lamp Temple appeared, he understood. Could it be that this was the Altar Master's memory?
Ghost Lamp Temple, Luo Xin Street! Was the Ghost Cultivator 'he' in the dream the Altar Master? Why would he dream of the Altar Master? Song Shuhang was puzzled.
The dream continued. After the 'he' in the dream investigated Ghost Lamp Temple, he was immediately disappointed.
Because 'he' came a step too late. Ghost Lamp Temple had already been bought by someone, and a sealing formation had been set up. The seal was obviously set up by an expert. 'he' didn't dare to break it, afraid that he would accidentally attract the expert's attention and be killed.
But with such a ghost nurturing paradise and Reiki in front of him, how could he not be tempted?
Reiki, this was Reiki!
He couldn't break the formation himself, but he could borrow someone else's hand and find a scapegoat to break the formation. Although the formation that trapped Reiki was exquisite, he only needed to find the eye of the formation to break it!
And if he borrowed someone else's hand to break the formation, even if the expert really appeared, he would only vent his anger on the scapegoat!
Thus, 'he' turned into a Fengshui master and tried every possible way to guide the original owner of Ghost Lamp Temple, Huang Dagen. He encouraged him to demolish Ghost Lamp Temple and turn it into a cemetery.
Huang Dagen originally had such thoughts, and with someone's encouragement, he was even more tempted. The two hit it off. The next year, Huang Dagen demolished Ghost Lamp Temple and built a huge cemetery for himself.
Ghost Lamp Temple was destroyed, and the cemetery was built.
Under the guidance of 'him', the fake Fengshui master, Huang Dagen personally carried his tombstone to the cemetery and placed it in a designated 'Fengshui Treasure Ground' — — which was the eye of the formation that 'he' had painstakingly found in his dream.
Once the tombstone was erected, the first layer of the seal formation set by the mysterious expert was instantly destroyed. Reiki roared and rushed out of Ghost Lamp Temple, sucking Huang Dagen's blood dry.
Huang Dagen didn't die on the spot after his blood was sucked dry, but his body felt weak. After returning home, he fell seriously ill and died seven days later.
And that Reiki didn't leave after sucking Huang Dagen dry, but returned to his original position.
This made 'him' extremely happy. Although 'he' had set up a layer of seal formation around Ghost Lamp Temple, the materials used to set up the formation were very expensive, so he tried to save as much as possible. The impact of the formation would cause damage to the materials, so Reiki didn't attack the formation, which saved 'him' a lot of materials.
After the formation set up by the expert was destroyed, 'he' wasn't in a hurry to subdue Reiki.
Firstly, he was worried that the expert might rush over immediately.
Secondly, that Reiki hadn't matured yet, and needed to be nurtured in the Blessed Land for a period of time.
What happened next, everyone in Luo Xin Street knew. Huang Dagen's family cried all the way as they buried Huang Dagen's body in the grave.
This action angered Reiki once again!
Reiki took advantage of the time when Huang Dagen's family was crying at the grave to walk around and suck most of their blood. After Huang Dagen's family returned, they all began to fall sick.
A year later, the entire family was buried in this grave.
Perhaps, after Reiki sucked so much blood, he was temporarily full. The people who came to bury Huang Dagen's family escaped this calamity.
For the next few years, the 'him' in the dream stayed in Luo Xin Street, guarding Huang Dagen's grave and observing Reiki's growth every day.
When the dream reached this point, Song Shuhang was very puzzled. Since the formation was broken, why didn't Altar Master take away Reiki when Reiki matured?
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