Quiet! The silence around is terrible! The shops near the teahouse were closed and closed one by one, fearing that they would be affected because of the death of Hong Ling's father and son.
The onlookers had already fled, or hid far away.
The scene just now brought a great shock, and Hong's son, Hong Long, actually killed his father! Hong Yi turned around and slapped his own son.
This is so weird, it's incredible.
Compared to them, Bai Zhongran's doubts are obviously more. Compared to those who watched far away, he clearly saw all the processes. Hong Long's distorted and weird face, and Hong Wei's inexplicable death were all so illogical.
As far as he knows, when a beginner is promoted to the state of condensed soul, many great changes will occur.
An important point is that the mastery of psionics is more refined, so that various types of combat or auxiliary occupations can be selected for further studies.
In addition, there is one more important! That is, after reaching the advanced level of condensed soul, the soul will truly condense in the human body, and the strength of the soul is determined by strength and talent.
The existence of the soul can greatly enhance the strength, and can also heal or restore most of the wounds in a short time!
Bai Zhongran was more and more puzzled. Just now Hong Long was just an ordinary backstab. Why did Hong Ye die so easily?
After three hours.
The Hong family has sent people to collect the bodies of Hong Long and Hong Yan's father and son, and threatened to be incompatible with Bai Zhongran and let him pay the due price.
However, looking at their behavior, it was obvious that Bai Zhongran was frightened and did not dare to rush directly to find the fault.
Regarding the death of the two fathers and sons, ordinary townspeople in Linggu Town did not feel sad or sad. It can even be called joy, because finally there are two less bullies who like to bully people.
But even so, the impact on Bai Zhongran still exists.
A few days later, a small news spread widely in Linggu Town.
On the river bank, under the weeping willow.
A woman carrying a tub filled with dirty clothes looked around cautiously, whispering, and a fat woman with pockmarks on her face said gossip: "Hey, Cuihua, do you know?"
"Goddamn, there's something you can say straight away."
"That line, I'll tell you straight. Do you know that the father and son of the Hong family were dying?"
"Hey, what did you think? The old man of the family said it earlier, it seems that Master Bai Zhongran used that fan and soul bomb and was blown up to the sixth relative and could not kill his own father."
"Isn't it ... be careful in the future, the pillars of the family's house can cause trouble."
"He? I've been locked up for a long time, but it's like a dog in the family's house, it seems to have run to the teahouse!"
"Oh!"
The woman threw the tub in her hand to the ground, hurriedly sweating her forehead, and ran straight to the teahouse in fear. I prayed in my heart that his son should never go wrong.
Gossip.
Unknown and incomprehensible will always be accompanied by these four words. Fortunately, Bai Zhongran is powerful, at least in their perspective. The people in Linggu Town did not dare to step forward and provoked him, but had to avoid it.
Bai Zhongran also enjoyed leisurely, and the teahouse business was significantly worse. Even the guys looked at him with fear, doing things around him.
Only one person still likes to stick to Bai Zhongran.
Teahouse on the second floor.
The tea set was placed on the red table, and Han Rui carefully brewed tea, from time to time, he looked at the master who still had white clothes in front of him but could not be dirty.
Hold a cup of green tea, and the scent of tea lingers on the tip of the nose.
Han Rui sighed in his heart: "It's still the master's tea! This color, this fragrance. Spray ..."
He respectfully handed the tea to Bai Zhongran and said, "Master, please use tea."
Seeing his flattering appearance, Bai Zhongran is still a high-level image but can't help crying. This little idea still wants to hide himself? It's a joke!
No longer teasing him, he bluntly said, "Xiao Rui, just say anything."
After being seen through, Han Rui didn't feel shy at all, rubbed his hands and said, "Master, can you see me in that ghost sword art?"
Since watching the comic "Memoirs of the Sword Master", he has been very interested in this special sword technique. Many inquiries were rejected by Bai Zhongran, and this time was no exception.
"No, your current strength is only the tenth level of apprenticeship, and not to mention condensed soul. How can you master such a deep sword technique even if you haven't even reached the beginning of school?"
Han Rui still hasn't broken through to the beginning school these days, but with the mastery of his skills, his strength has improved significantly. Bai Zhongran gave him three skills, cross-cutting, and three-stage cutting.
As if expected, Han Rui sighed and asked, "All right, sir." Memoirs of Sword Master II "show me the head office."
"Before you were 15 years old, unless something special happened, it wasn't for you."
Bai Zhongran silently said, "Too yellow, too violent!"
Han Rui was crying after being rejected twice in a row. Finally, he asked unwillingly, "Could you give me that delicious meal, master? I only need one box!"
Bai Zhongran did not reject him this time.
This kind of meal can be exchanged for 9 mentor points. With his current 130 mentor points, giving him something to eat is completely trivial.
"Take it, hurry to practice and hurry up to break through the beginner's realm."
Han Rui happily took the lunch box and turned away, thinking that he had not yet bid farewell to the master. Turning his head and seeing this scene, his face was suddenly dark ...
He managed to find a master for a good meal, but this abominable black dog actually ate three boxes for one dog! And one bite on the left, one on the right, and one in the middle!
Thinking that he was too good to be a master and sitting down with his big disciple, he felt silently sadder than a black dog.
Seeing Bai Zhongran even picking up a cup of tea and feeding it in person, he felt utterly indifferent.
Compared with Bai Zhongran's first arrival, the black dog was obviously fatter and his hair was stronger. Just looking at it, Bai Zhongran looked like a combination of Shiba Dog and Husky, and what he saw was a stupid and funny look.
"Dog, I do n't have enough to eat. I still have it. Do n't forget to carry it, please."
The black dog smashed his mouth, looked up at him and nodded his round beeping head, then immediately lowered his head to continue eating.
Except for Bai Zhongran and a dog, the second floor of the tea house seemed peaceful. If it weren't for the bugs squeaking outside the window.
Just then, a strong roar came downstairs!
"Roar--"
The worms closed their mouths in shock, while Bai Zhongran on the second floor looked down.
In front of the teahouse, there are five men and one beast!
Headed by a strong man in a luxurious brocade, he was tied up with long black hair, a tough face not angry. Obviously, he is the Lord!
Standing on the right, the little girl Bai Zhongran is very familiar. When Han Rui competed with Hong Long not long ago, he and the little girl dared to sit on the five seats.
He heard Han Rui talk about this girl is Linggu Town-the only son of the town's owner, the only daughter-Mu Xi. In this way, the man headed by it is the legendary town owner-Mu Mu, and the first strongest in Linggu Town, who really releases his soul in half a step!
And the majestic and extraordinary mane with a golden mane on his left side and shoulders higher than ordinary men can give birth to a wolf-shaped fierce beast that is a famous leopard!
As for the other waist-long swords, they are obviously ordinary guards.
Bai Zhongran was skeptical: "The owner of this town has always been a ghost, why did he suddenly come here? Wouldn't it be to help the Hong family?"
Looking down to see the black dog who is still slowly eating food, my heart is settled!
Youran said, "It's a joy to have customers come. There are two taboos, irrelevant people are prohibited from entering, and livestock are prohibited from entering."
Bai Zhongran downstairs was bluffed by Bai Zhongran, and then he laughed with relief: "Haha—this evil animal cannot speak, I can't ban it from entering. I also hope that Bai Zhongran master Hai Han."
Mu Xi aside his eyes, his father is like this, always like to do such things. Holding the golden dog around was scary.
Makio waited for Bai Zhongran to reply, but remained silent after a few seconds. Slightly raise your mouth, but that's it!
Just then, a dog bark suddenly came upstairs.
"Wang ..."
A short sound of weakness. Compared with the fierce golden dog is like a gap!
He laughed loudly: "Hahaha-walk in."
Rubbing Mu Xi's head rubbed her into depression again. When I reached the stairs, my steps were stagnant, and I turned to look at the fierce golden dog frowning honestly at the door.
It was the first time he saw the look of a golden dog and thought of the barking just now. Putting down his contempt mentality, I don't know what he would look like if he knew his fierce golden dog was scared by the fullness of a fat black dog.
The town's owner, Mu Mu, and his daughter visited Bai Zhongran. The news that guards and golden dogs were blocked immediately spread around.
I do not know how many people secretly looked at a tea chase in the distance.
An hour later, everyone saw Mu Yan leaving angry and couldn't help but sigh, how powerful is this little Han Rui's master! Even the town's owner came home.
Soon, rumors spread again.
"Hello, have you heard? The town owner took his daughter to let Bai Zhongran Tianshi accept her as a disciple, but was rejected directly! Angrily left."
"Really ?!"
...
Since Bai Zhongran came to Linggu Town, he has attracted people's attention like a star.
And two days later at 2:30 in the evening, the bright star dived into the darkness ... although he was still wearing the white coat.
The townspeople of Linggu Town are very destitute at night. They usually sleep at 8-9 o'clock, and the streets are empty at 2:30 in the morning. He dived into Hong's ancestor graveyard with a black dog.
Overcast clouds blocked the only remaining moonlight, the surroundings of the cemetery were dark with no five fingers, and the cool night breeze swept across the spine, listening to the rustling sound of the surrounding branches and leaves, and felt a chill.
Bai Zhongran took out the flashlight redeemed by the instructor and shone toward the hundreds of raised, irregular graves. Carefully groping, looking for the graves of Hong Yan and Hong Long's father and son.
He needs to understand something.