The Great Enlightenment.

The bright white moonlight shone in through the window paper and fell on the face of the sleeping boy.

"Wake up, don't sleep again."

In a trance, Han Xiu woke up in his sleep, as if he heard someone calling him.

He raised his eyelids in a daze, rubbed his eyes with his sleeves folded, and looked towards the screen window, only to see a man in a satin robe sitting halfway outside the window pavilion, looking into the room with a half-smile .

"who are you?"

Sitting up on the couch with sleeves in his arms, he looked a little wary.

"It's really rare to be born with such unparalleled bones at the age of ten," the man in the silk robe stared fixedly at his sleeves, and smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, "Let me ask you, have you seen a bird just now?" A ghost with a blue face and fangs?"

Han Xiu was stunned for a moment, then slowly said: "I have seen it."

The man in the silk robe showed such an expression as expected, and said: "That is a dread that I kept in my spare time. Not long ago, it sneaked out when I was away from home. I was afraid that it would kill people in Yingxia City, so I went to see it." Lianye followed the aura and chased it, never thought, but the aura of the fear of ghosts was completely cut off here, and there was no trace left."

Han Xiu didn't know what to say, so he remained silent.

The man in the silk robe looked at the silent sleeves, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Don't you have anything to explain?"

Hanxiu pondered for a while, and said: "To be able to raise evil spirits, one must not be a mortal. My explanation doesn't seem to be important."

The man in the silk robe said with a smile: "You're right. I don't see anything abnormal about you, but you have a clean and handsome bone appearance. Other than that, there seems to be nothing that can attract my attention."

After a pause, the man in the silk robe said again, "But my dread ghost has clearly disappeared here. If you don't know what's going on, then there is only one explanation left."

His eyes suddenly brightened, "You are the kind of 'ghost master' that Shangzhen said, who was born to control ghosts. The fear of ghosts was eroded by your blood and melted directly here!"

Hearing this, I couldn't help crying and laughing with my sleeves in my arms, I shook my head and said, "I didn't..."

Before his words fell, the man in the silk robe opened the screen window involuntarily, jumped into the room, pulled off the sleeves of the robe, and said with a smile: "I lost a ghost, but I found a 'ghost master' Such a good seedling, it can be said that God helped me, God helped me."

Han Xiu is only ten years old and has no strength. He couldn't break free for a while, so he had to say: "I'm just a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken. I don't know anything about controlling ghosts. There must be some misunderstandings."

The man in the silk robe pulled his sleeves and walked to the screen window, with an even more intense smile on his face: "We, the 'Ghost Master', have a very high status in the Zhaoyang Mountains, if you follow me back to Zhenxie Gate, with your natural Those who control the blood of ghosts will definitely stand out, and by then, whether it is glory, wealth or gold and silver treasures, they will all be within easy reach."

While waving his robe sleeves, he actually summoned a strange black cloud under his feet, he jumped out of the screen window with his sleeves involuntarily, and walked towards the depths of Yingxia City in the night.

Stepping on some soft dark clouds with his sleeves in his arms, the man in the silk robe tightly grasped his arms, and barely stood upright. The icy night wind blowing past his face made his somewhat tranced mind clear up a lot.