I Am the Corpse Master

It didn't take long for Han Jizu's cousin, the current owner of the Pan House, to come back after receiving the notice from the servants.

Han Jizu complained to his cousin Yang Dagui on the grounds that there were no servants here.

And Yang Dagui also had a helpless look on his face, so he talked to them about the reason. Now it's uncertain whether this Pan Mansion is going to be or not, so he didn't clean it up much, and he didn't invite any servants.

"Brother Han, why don't you just live here, if you don't have any servants, you won't be able to do anything. We are dignified seven-footed men. It's possible that we still need others to serve you for everything. It's not so delicate. Like the former sages in the book, who is delicate? What? Heaven will assign a great responsibility to the people, and they must first suffer their minds and wills, labor their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their bodies, and use their fingers to disturb their actions.

Jiang Lin couldn't say anything clearly not to let Han Jizu change his residence, and it was not convenient to stop him from inviting servants, so he came to quote the scriptures.

"Not bad!"

As soon as Jiang Lin finished speaking, Feng Yunting took a photo of the tea case. Jiang Lin's words really touched his heart.

What are you doing with so many crap?Can't prepare well for the exam?

You can't look at Brother Jiang's pattern, look at other people's insights!

So, under Jiang Lin and Feng Yunting blowing each other, Han Jizu no longer had any eventful thoughts.

After that, Yang Dagui took Han Jizu and Jiang Lin to the room they chose to temporarily live in Pan Mansion.

Jiang Lin specially chose a more overcast house.

It seems that it should have been the boudoir of a lady before.

The yin qi here is much higher than other rooms, and it can be regarded as a vent for the yin qi of the entire Pan Mansion.

No wonder.

Jiang Lin glanced around the room and realized why this house was so suffocating.

In the corner of the room, there was a red plum blossom, and the yin and evil spirits that Pan Manor had restrained were leaking from the rhizome of this red plum.

Not only that, there is a ghost hidden in this red plum.

Hang the ghost?

Jiang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could see that there was a female ghost hidden in the red plum in the corner, and she was also an old hanged ghost with her tongue sticking out.

It seems that the hanged ghost that someone saw in this Pan Mansion before should be the female ghost hidden in this flower.

However, Jiang Lin pretended to know nothing even if he saw the problem of Pan Mansion.

During this time, he only needs to be a humanoid sponge quietly.

As long as some of the ghosts in Pan's house don't cause trouble and don't harm him, he doesn't have the mind or skill to meddle in his own business.

Not long after, Han Jizu and Feng Yunting put down their books and luggage and went to Jianglin's side.

They were all people who gave Jiang Lin the friendship of the landlord, but Jiang Lin chose such a not-so-good room, which made them feel a little bit sorry.

The two expressed their apologies, but Jiang Lin didn't take it seriously. He only said that he liked this place and felt that he was related to this house.

"Yo, there is no sunlight in this room, but a plum blossom can still grow."

When Han Jizu looked around, he saw the red plum growing in the corner.

"I've never seen plum blossoms growing in the walls."

Rubbing his hands together, Han Jizu was ready to go up and smash the red plum.

What are you looking for to die for?

Jiang Lin never thought that Han Jizu, a scholar, would be so indebted, and a good red plum would be ready to be uprooted.

There may be a hanged ghost hidden in this flower.

If you go up, you will move people's nests. You think you have a long life, right?

Chapter [*] You are forcing me to destroy flowers!

"Brother Han, don't! Don't pick wild flowers casually."

Jiang Lin quickly grabbed Han Jizu. He didn't want to take the initiative to cause any trouble now. There was a hanged ghost hidden in Hongmei. If this kid did anything, he would definitely cause trouble.

They entered this Pan Mansion for a while, and there was no movement, which means that the ghosts here really want to avoid each other, and the well water does not violate the river water.

But if it was because Han Jizu owed money and annoyed the ghosts who lived here, then there was nothing wrong with people looking for trouble and revenge.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Brother Han, listen to me sing another poem: There is a plum tree in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone, the wind sends out the fragrance, and the light shines brightly. Brother Han, how can you bear to pick it at will?"

Jiang Lin changed and stitched up the poems that he had memorized when he was in school, and once again recited a poem.

He is a guest here, and Han Jizu is the master. It is naturally inconvenient for him to stop what Han Jizu wants to do, but he knows Feng Yunting's character very well. , tell yourself.

Jiang Lin had no choice but to stay in this Pan Mansion. Even if he knew the truth, it would be inconvenient for him to tell the truth. What's more, even if he said it, Han Jizu might not believe it.

It might be better to use Feng Yunting and let him persuade Han Jizu too.

Then he said to Feng Yunting: "Brother Feng, you said that the vitality of this red plum is so tenacious, how can we bear to destroy it at will?"

"Yeah! Step-grandfather, Brother Jiang is right, so don't pick it."

Feng Yunting nodded again and again, Jiang Lin's poem just aroused his sullen anger, and Jiang Lin's praise really made him a little respectful of this red plum that didn't see the sun but worked hard to live.

Therefore, Jiang Lin didn't need to say more, he just had a meal, and took what Han Jizu said and adopted it as if he had done a lot of evil.

Han Jizu rolled his eyes and stopped fighting the idea of ​​that red plum.

After that, he was pulled by Feng Yunting and urged him to study.

After Han Jizu and Feng Yunting left, Jiang Lin moved the table and chairs to the corner of the wall. Since Hongmei was the gateway to the evil spirit, he naturally didn't have to spend much effort to gather the evil spirit, just get close to it and absorb it.

However, at this time, the red plum blossom in the corner moved slightly.

This Young Master Jiang is a kind-hearted person.

The hanged ghost hidden in the flower was grateful to Jiang Lin. This red plum tree was her dependency. If someone picked it and caused the flower to wither, it would probably make her lose her soul.

Therefore, Jiang Lin's advice directly saved her life.

Ah, it's not good for him!

After a while, the hanged ghost noticed something was wrong, and all the evil spirits in the room poured into her benefactor's body.

So, she moved the rhizomes of Hongmei and blocked the cracks in the wall.

Ok?

After a while, Jiang Lin turned to look at Hongmei beside him, and then he was speechless.

Because the hanged ghost hidden in Hongmei is thanking him: "Thank you for your kindness just now, Young Master, the yin in this room is not good for Young Master, I have already solved it for you."

The Hanged Ghost didn't even know that Jiang Lin was never a scholar, but a cultivator, so she felt that even if she spoke, she would not be heard.

But Jiang Lin could hear it clearly.

Why is every female ghost so kind-hearted?

Jiang Lin patted his forehead, what he could do, he was helpless.

Some time ago, before Xiao Xie became his wife, he was sending kindness to isolate the evil spirit in Jiang's Bieyuan, which made him speechless.

Now, this hanged ghost is thanking him for his previous protection, and wants to repay him, protect his body, and cut off his evil spirit.

I don't need you to repay me!

Am I just such a good person?

Am I so kind?

I just want to not cause any trouble!

After being speechless, Jiang Lin frowned and thought for a while, then raised his hand and moved the rhizome of Hongmei slightly.

Don't block, I don't need your gratitude.

Don't block, or you will block me.

After dialing several times, the expression on Jiang Lin's face became a little more exciting.

The hanged ghost in Hongmei, blocked the air vent to him.

You are embarrassing me fat tiger!

You are forcing me to destroy flowers!

Jiang Lin folded his arms and quietly looked at the red plum in the corner. He had already decided that he wanted to destroy the flower with a savage hand.

The evil spirit of the Pan Mansion has been restrained. If he wants to absorb it, he has to use some means. Once he uses the means, it will alarm the ghosts here, and he doesn't know what twists and turns will be.

But if he didn't use his means, he would have to absorb Yin Qi and evil spirit in this room.

But now he can't breathe.

The mouth was blocked.

Aren't you blocking me?

I stabbed you!

After making up his mind, Jiang Lin left the room and went to the courtyard of the Pan Mansion to find a dilapidated flower pot.

He took some cold marrow from his arms and poured it into the soil in the flowerpot, and Jiang Lin went back to his room again.

"Come, come, make a home for you, don't be afraid, it won't hurt you."

Jiang Lin seemed to be talking to himself. In fact, he said this because he wanted the hanged ghost in Hongmei Li not to resist.

Of course, he couldn't really put the red plums aside, just to let the hanged ghost in this flower stop getting in his way.

Moreover, he also had considerations for transplanting this red plum.

When he came into contact with Hongmei just now, he found that the hanged ghost inside also had a lot of grievances.

As long as he occasionally puts some treasures in the flowerpot, it can nourish the hanged ghost in it, so that she can arouse her resentment.

Usually, as long as this flower pot is placed on his desk, it can allow him to absorb the resentment and the evil spirit in the room at the same time.

These are the best supplements for him at the moment.