Teacher for a day

Chapter 52 Ghost Head Lock

This is not the only problem Fang Ji can't figure out.

But he usually doesn't ask.

He likes to use his brain to solve problems.

I have to say that thinking about problems is indeed an effective way to prevent Alzheimer's - Fang Ji has no generation gap with the little master until now.

He is quite satisfied with his current state.

When Li Siqian opened her eyes, it was already dawn.

Then, she opened her eyes a little wider.

In the quaint room, the brown wooden lattice windows let in the faint morning sun, and the two-meter-wide carved bed is hung with blue embroidered gauze.

The soft pillow seemed to be stuffed with a yawning orange cat, and the quilt covering the body was cool, as soon as you touched it, you knew it was some kind of fine silk satin.

"..." Li Siqian was stunned.

This is the way to open the time travel she imagined.

What had she experienced in the past three days!

"System?" Li Siqian tried to summon.

She had thought before that if she had a system, she would tune it into Xiao Ai's voice, and every time she called the "system", the system would reply "I am here".

However, she has no system.

Pity.

At this time, Fang Ji knocked on the door outside.

"Here we come." Li Siqian quickly got up from the bed.

Although she has been fighting against fate for the past three days, she is still observing the world carefully.

This is a world of cultivating immortals, knowing through the door whether she is awake or not, it shouldn't be something worth making a fuss about.

If I didn't guess wrong, this should be the person who saved her when she fainted in the swamp.

"Girl continue to rest, don't need to get up." Fang Ji said through the door with a calm and loving voice, "I just came to ask for your name."

"Hi, senior, my name is Li Siqian. Muzi Li, thinking of Si, Qianying of Qianying." She sat on the bed and answered uprightly, highlighting her cleverness and obedience.

Li Siqian?
The name is a bit strange, Fang Ji recalled it, but had no impression.

The only Li surnames he knew were Changyang Sect Master Li Guangmao and Shangyuan Sect Master Li Chengyun, both of whom had no daughters.

He continued to ask: "Where is Miss Li from? Are her parents here?"

"I'm from Erhekou Village, Jiangping Town. Both my parents are here. I was kidnapped and sold to the Blood Demon Sect. Thank you, senior, for saving me." Li Siqian thought that it was this senior who caused the trouble in the Blood Demon Sect.

"Oh? Before being abducted, did you never leave home?" Fang Ji was even more puzzled by this answer.

"Yes, senior, never." Li Siqian replied.

"Have you never met anyone... special?" Fang Ji asked.

"Never." Li Siqian searched the original owner's memory, and after confirming that the previous life experience was clean, she asked, "Senior, should I have met someone? Or, was there someone who came to save me last night? Who is he?" ??"

"No." Fang Ji stopped at this place.

Fang Ji is the servant, and Chen Changyan is the master. Of course, he will not casually reveal any actions of the young master to a newly rescued girl.

Even this girl will get all his legacy.

But there must be something weird about this...

There must be something weird about the eldest son...

He was about to leave when the door of the room opened suddenly. Li Siqian's beautiful melon-shaped face had a pair of big bright eyes, flickering at him.

Li Siqian was blessed with a short stature: "Even if you haven't met before, but the moment you rescued me, this junior and you have already known each other solidly... So, please give this junior a reward for saving your life." Grace opportunity."

Fang Ji, who is mature and sophisticated, was taken aback by her manipulation, and then smiled.

No wonder this little girl was able to escape from the Blood Demon Sect.

Generally, when a country girl of sixteen or seventeen encounters such a terrible thing, she will definitely not be able to recover within two or three days. Even if she recovers, her first reaction will definitely be to cry and want to go home.

And this Miss Li's reflexes, vigor, and intelligence simply don't look like people from this world.

Fang Ji turned around and said with a smile: "There is no need to repay. Miss Li's bones, character, and fortune are all top-grade. I just don't know, can I bear the hardship?"

Li Siqian sighed inwardly.

At six o'clock in the morning and eleven o'clock in the evening, you can keep silent when you brush the questions until you vomit. Do I need to ask if my generation of student dogs can suffer?
"Of course, thank you, senior, for your help!" Li Siqian thanked her in advance before anyone said anything about it.

"..." Fang Ji was put on the shelf by her, and he could only continue to say, "It's a long journey, I only accept one disciple, and you have indeed fallen into my eyes."

Li Siqian secretly clenched her fists.

Yes!

The only disciple.

Her path of cultivating immortality has been broadened.

"There is only one thing, I must clarify with you first." Fang Ji said, "Inheriting my mantle, you may be able to practice faster than others..."

"Uh-huh."

"However, you will also inherit my ghost head lock at the same time."

"Ghost lock?"

"My lineage, generation after generation, has to be a person, a slave and a servant. No matter how strong the cultivation is, as long as that person needs it, we must share our lives. This is the ghost head lock." Fang Ji said.

"Uh, who is that person?" Li Siqian asked.

"Your 'that person' is different from mine." Fang Ji replied.

"Then... Master." Li Siqian changed her words directly, "Who is my 'that person'?"

"There's no need to tell you now." Fang Jiping said with a smile.

"Uh?"

"When you are strong enough, I will naturally tell you the name of that person." Fang Ji said.

……

During the day and night when he returned to his own world, Chen Changyan didn't take much rest.

But luckily nothing special happened.

Chen Changyan could even find time to stop, have a meal, and prepare for the meeting.

Busy yet calm.

Except that he didn't have time to refine that drop of strange white blood for the Vampire Princess, everything was fine.

To study and refine blood essence, it is best to be in a relatively good state.

It is obviously not a suitable time to be busy with running and preparing lessons at the same time.

The cloud skull horse is very fast.

With Chen Aotian wiping his butt all the way from behind, he and Tao Zi were completely on guard against the air.

"Brother Long's trip should be a breakthrough." Chen Changyan was sitting at a small stall eating noodles, the setting sun shone from behind him, and it was extremely peaceful and quiet.

"Even Brother Long is going to make a breakthrough. When will I be able to make a breakthrough?" Tao Zi trembled coldly, pawing at the meat in the noodle bowl.

As for why Chen Aotian is Brother Long?

unimportant.

Not as important as the meat in the bowl.

It is also not as important as why her combat power value has not increased.

"Taozi, your aura is already at a breaking point. Whether you can break through, you should be waiting for your Soul Crying Umbrella to take shape... the first battle of forming, you will definitely be able to break through." Chen Changyan felt Taozi's strength Oil paper umbrella.

It looks more and more like an ordinary oil-paper umbrella.

When there is no breath of dead souls on it, the umbrella will be refined successfully.

Peach's natal soul, Stygian Raven, is mainly to help her practice and replay, so she will rely more on magic weapons in her battles.

The formation and initial battle of each magic weapon will bring her an opportunity to upgrade.

Chen Changyan is different. His battles mainly rely on his natal spirit and ghosts, and his demand for magic weapons is not that high.

Such things as natal spirits, slave ghosts, and magic weapons are closely related to their cultivation. When a new magic weapon is formed, the cultivation level will naturally increase. However, if an important magic weapon is damaged, or the slave ghost dies, it will also be greatly damaged. Cultivation.

After eating the noodles, the two rode on the Yunkuma and continued on their way.

Lesson preparation has also been prepared.

Chen Changyan looked at his watch, thinking that the hour and minute hands would coincide as soon as possible, so that he could go back to his rental house and have a good sleep.

I don't know when it started, but he gradually had a strange sense of belonging to that world.

In a small shared room, there is a small bed next to a small table with a small lamp.

He prepares lessons, reads novels, and chats with girls watching the screen, just like a big boy's secret base.

He also came up with some strange ideas.

For example, the civilization virus mentioned by Da Mo is now going to destroy one of the two worlds, let him make a choice, which one will he choose?
"I choose to destroy the virus." Chen Changyan said to himself.

(End of this chapter)