The super idol next door fell in love with me at first sight

Chapter 1

Ma Linglong has been dreaming recently that her heart and liver have been gouged out.

The man's face in the dream was so clear that he could draw a sketch.

She put all kinds of soothing spells on herself, and even set up a spirit sealing array in the bedroom, but it didn't work.

Once she fell asleep, that handsome man would put on a gentle smile and stab her with a shining sharp knife.

For three days in a row, Ma Linglong gave in.

Before dawn, with big dark circles on her face, she got up from the bed and wandered like a lonely ghost to visit her ancestors at the cemetery in the back mountain.

If there is any place in Puji Mountain that can draw a clear boundary with a barren mountain and wild land, it is the cemetery in the back mountain.

Said to be a cemetery, it was built like a tourist attraction.

Wooden plank road, white stone road, octagonal pavilion, there is a large open square at the foot of the mountain, and a small lake next to it.

The flowers and trees are properly pruned, and the mountains are full of red willows and green flowers.

In fact, this is indeed a small scenic spot in the local area.During spring and autumn, there are quite a lot of people going on outings. Qing Tianzong can also make a small profit by reselling drinks and fruits.

If you don't say it's a cemetery, outsiders will never guess it's a cemetery.

Early in the morning, after six o'clock, there were ghosts and shadows in the cemetery in the back mountain.

Those who do morning exercises, those who hang their voices, those who exhale the spirit of heaven and earth, those who dip a broom in water to practice calligraphy on the ground.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never have imagined that Puji Mountain, which doesn't shit like a bird, can be so lively.

Seeing her coming, a few old ghosts in the square who were playing mahjong raised their eyelids and enthusiastically ordered food.

"Disciple, master wants to eat steamed buns."

"Linglong, uncle wants to eat salted tofu flower with fried dough sticks!"

"Linglong, yesterday's roast goose was good, today I'll bring two more."

Ma Linglong didn't speak.

The resentment on her body is simply heavier than that of these old ghosts.

Ma Linglong walked up the mountain.

Five minutes later, she sat in front of a majestic tombstone built of white stone, kicked the surface of the monument with her slippers, and frowned.

"come out."

In the blink of an eye, a square-faced man in a Taoist robe floated out from under the tombstone.

Pointing at her nose and cursing:

"Look at you, what do you look like? You are disheveled in the morning, sitting in front of my house in a nightgown? You are an unworthy descendant. Believe it or not, Master is now summoning a thunderbolt to destroy you!"

Ma Linglong hooked the corners of her lips.

"I agree with what you said before."

The square-faced man had already burrowed back into the tombstone and brought out a magic sword with a murderous look. Hearing what she said, the frost-covered face instantly blossomed.

Throwing the dharma sword back into the grave, he looked excited and relieved.

"Linglong, my good disciple, Master knows that you are reliable. You will be able to honor your ancestors this time when you come out of the mountain! Master and ancestors, we are waiting for your triumphant return!"

Ma Linglong is the current head of Qingtian Sect.

Qingtianzong.

Such a domineering and shining sect name sounds very powerful.

Of course, the old ghosts on the mountain also think so.

One generation after another became more proud, and then it was passed on to Ma Linglong, leaving only two disciples of the Qingtian Sect.

One is Ma Linglong, the master, and the other is Lin Xiaowan, the apprentice Ma Linglong accepted three years ago.

There are also thirteen old ghosts, all of whom are the ancestors of Qingtianzong.

There are fewer and fewer members of such a powerful sect, so who is the problem?
The old ghosts have been arguing for hundreds of years on this topic, but they still haven't come to a conclusion.

So he put all his unfulfilled ambitions on Ma Linglong.

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(End of this chapter)